The powerful and terrifying pressure fluctuated over Wushuang City. The powerful true essence caused the wind and clouds of heaven and earth to sweep, dark clouds covered the scorching sun, and the sky suddenly dimmed.

The white moth phantom was floating behind the Lord of the Four Poles Realm, and the next moment it was sank into its body. A pair of huge moth wings spread out, and the evil spirit surging, shocking the world.

Mu Bai's brows were frowning tighter. What's it?

In the distance, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the Eternal Night Sect Master. What kind of monster has the Four Poles Realm Master integrated into his body? Can the person in front of him still be called a human now?

The white moth spread its wings, and the figure of the Four Poles Realm Master suddenly disappeared. In a flash, he came to Mu Bai's body and punched out, and the sky and earth collapsed.

The layers of collapsed sword intent could not stop the terrible evil Yuan. Mu Bai raised his left hand and pointed his sword to the point of his sword to block the evil Yuan. But there was a loud bang. In the collapsed space, Bai Yi retreated half a step, but he actually fell to a little bit.

Since the war, the Invincible Sword of the Desert City has retreated for the first time.

On the ground, Prince Yan looked at the monsters in the sky and frowned slightly. It was a disgusting power. The aura of this white moth was not like the creatures on earth, but more like a monster accumulated by countless flesh and blood and true essence.

The war reopened, and the evil spirits that kept rippling were extremely terrifying, mottled and messy, as if the evil gods had come to the world, making people feel the fear that penetrated their bones.

"Today, let you experience the horror of hell"

The Lord of the Four Poles Realm shouted angrily, and the jade of creation in heaven and earth rose. The four origins of water, fire, wind, and thunder roared wildly, ice condensed the sword shape, wind assisted the fire, fire quenched the blade, and lightning blessed. In the eyes of everyone, a peerless magic weapon slowly came to the world. The jade of creation was embedded between the hilt and the blade, and the violent aura shook and shook people's hearts.

With the magic weapon in his grasp, the evil spirit is added, the master of the Four Poles reaches the strongest state in his life, with white armor protecting his whole body, and his black hair dances wildly, like a god and demon.

In the distance, a figure of red-haired clothes appeared. Looking at the master in the air, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"He has gone crazy to chase power, you can't hesitate anymore"

On the side, Meng Xuanji said in a deep voice, the war is still in China, and the soldiers sent by the Four Poles Realm will have suffered so many casualties. In the future, if the war burns to the Four Poles Realm, it will be a nightmare for the Four Poles Realm.

Luan Fengchen felt sad. Once upon a time, his master taught him that he should be worthy of heaven and earth, but why now he has become like this?

On Wushuang City, the terrifying figure in the sky became stronger and stronger, the moth wings flapping, and the speed was as fast as white flashes, making people unable to even capture the afterimage.

The most powerful creature in the Four Poles Realm in millions of years is neither human nor demon, but only strong, so strong that it makes people frighten.

Mu Bai's left arm was scraped by the blade of the divine weapon, and his white clothes were stained with blood. However, the swordsman's expression was still calm and he was not afraid.

With a sword in hand, gods and demons are not afraid. The sword is firm in his heart and is born for the sword and never waver.

The violent figures rose and fell in the sky and above the magic weapon of creation. The four original auras continued to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and their power became stronger and stronger.

The wind moves the sword, and the thunder roars. After the blessing of the evil spirit, the sword falls into the sky and collapses, completely annihilated the two of them in a radius of a hundred feet.

"Sword style, one sword and ten thousand disasters"

The terrifying evil power came, Mu Bai was still as moving as a mountain. He raised his right hand and swung the Chaos Sword Fetus. The half-moon-shaped sword energy swung, which seemed unremarkable. At this moment, it was like the most terrifying heavenly tribulation in the world, cutting through the void with one sword.

Seeing the sword style coming out, the Eternal Night Sect Master and Prince Yan's eyes became serious. Here comes, the Nine Styles of Heaven, Mu Bai's real sword.

With a sword, the heaven and earth were solemn, and a huge space crack appeared from the sword. In an instant, the void collapsed thousands of feet, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

"Well"

A waterfall splashed out, and the violent evil Yuan was immediately swallowed by the collapsed space, and the sword was on the wind and clouds, shocking the world.

In front of the right chest of the Four Poles Realm Master, a sword mark with bones that could be seen appeared, blood flowed out, dyeing red with white battle suits.

The power of a sword is shocking. The invincible sword in the deserted city finally reappears the peerless style of the past.

The extraordinary sword intent echoed across the world. Prince Yan's side had three swords trembling. At this moment, he actually had the heart to be more sword-like.

Prince Yan glanced at the trembling sword, raised it and said lightly, "It's not the time yet."

There was a spirit on the sword, and when he heard the master's words, he gradually calmed down.

The shocking changes in the sky shocked many holy places in Wushuang City innately shocked. No one expected that this sword of the Desolate City would be so terrible.

"It's good, but unfortunately it's still futile."

The Master of the Four Poles Realm snorted in a deep voice, his body was covered with white light, and the sword wound on his chest suddenly healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's a monster, indeed"

In Wushuang City, a handsome young man wearing a black and white cloak appeared, looked above the sky and narrowed his eyes.

On the battlefield, white moths spread their wings, and white fog tides surged out, thousands of them, endless. In a blink of an eye, the sky above Wushuang City was transformed into a world of insect tides.

The figure in the white mist took one step forward and disappeared again, and its speed was almost at its peak, making it difficult to tell when the next move would come.

The swords and swords confronted each other, and with a sting, Mu Bai dyed vermilion red again on his left shoulder, and the magic weapon of creation entered his body two inches, dyed with the blood of the sword.

"Is this the power of your pursuit?" Mu Bai was unmoved, felt the evil and messy aura around him personally, and spoke.

"The success and defeat of the enemy will not change since ancient times. In hell, I will regret your stupid choice."

The divine weapon in the hands of the Lord of the Four Poles Realm added three more points of force, and the blood was sprinkled, which was extremely dazzling.

"You are not worthy of proving my sword"

The disappointment in Mubai's eyes was hard to hide. He raised his left hand and broke the sky with one finger.

The sword without seeking, without desire, without thoughts triggers the wind and clouds around the body to change, and the blood that fell turned into a blood sword, and quickly flew out.

The figure of the Four Poles Realm Lord retreated quickly, but he never thought that the ordinary sword intent just now became extremely terrifying, and the further he retreated, the stronger he became.

Block a sword and hit several swords. The sword intent that penetrates the body brings out a dazzling blood flower of a waterfall.

Mu Bai turned around and left, no longer fighting. Such a battle had no meaning. The filthy martial soul was not worthy of the word "strong".

"I want to leave? It's too late"

The Master of the Four Poles Realm said coldly, and a white light flashed by, and the white fog tide of insects around him flew back. Several sword wounds in his body were immediately filled with blood and flesh, and he recovered as before.

The next moment, a white shadow flashed, and a sword slashed, forcing the soul to death.

"act recklessly"

Mu Bai's expression became cold, and the sword intent rose all over his body, and he realized that the sword's heart was gone, turning into boundless murderous intent.

The cold knife behind him slashed down, but saw white clothes scattered, just the afterimage left by the swordsman.

The Lord of the Four Poles Realm felt a chill in his heart, and he suddenly turned around and wanted to block it with a sword, but it was too late.

With a clamor, the blood gushed out of the sky red. The sword passing through it, from the left shoulder to the right rib, the sword intent penetrated the body, instantly destroying the warrior's body.

"Well"

The Lord of the Four Poles Realm was covered with blood, and the blood was falling like a spring. In the blink of an eye, all the white battle clothes were dyed bloody, and the miserable shape made people feel unbearable.

"Impossible, how could you be so fast?"

The face of the Four Poles Realm Master was full of incredible expressions, and blood overflowed from his mouth, making it difficult to repair quickly.

In the distance, a sigh flashed in the eyes of the leader of Yongye Sect. The Lord of the Four Poles Realm was defeated, and he was defeated miserably. He pursued power too much, but lost the awe that the warrior should have.

No one in this world can be faster than Mu Bai. Wherever the mind arrives, wherever the sword arrives, there is no distance between the mind and the sword.

In the martial arts decision, you must first understand awe, and only then can you know your own abilities and your enemy, so that you can play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. The Master of the Four Poles is too stupid, so stupid that he wants to compete with Mu Bai in terms of speed, which undoubtedly makes you feel that you have lived too long.

With one move, the battle was over. Mu Bai did not have the habit of replenishing the remaining swords. He looked at the person in front of him indifferently and left on the sword.

He now wants to know where that kid is. No matter how strong such a person is, he is not worthy of being called an opponent.

On Wushuang City, blood was constantly overflowing from the mouth of the Lord of the Four Poles Realm, and his figure was staggering. He was too late to chase after him, and he was unable to chase him again.

The white mist insect tide was retracted, repairing the terrifying sword injury from the left shoulder to the right rib. However, this time, even the moth body under the heart was severely injured, and the injury was recovered and could no longer be as fast as before.

"Xuantian, Xuanzhi" The master of the Four Poles Realm is afraid of the several powerful men in China standing in the distance, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Lord of Realm"

Xuantian, Xuanzhi obeyed the orders, and brought all the innate people in Wushuang City to appear together, condensing his mind and protecting the seriously injured realm master.

"A disappointing battle"

In the distance, Prince Yan shook his head regretfully, then turned around and left.

"Demon Lord, Concubine Luo, leave"

The head of the Yongye Sect stepped lightly under the feet, and the lights of the three men lit up. After a moment, the figures of the three men also disappeared.

Seeing the strongest people leaving, the Lord of the Four Poles and the Innate present breathed a sigh of relief. However, at this moment, a loud Buddha's name resounded through the world, causing everyone's expression to change immediately.

"Amitabha"

The Buddha who appeared in Wushuang City was full of golden light, and he sank every step, the earth collapsed and the city collapsed.

"How could it be?"

The master's eyes shrank, and when did the abbot of Du'er Temple hide here? Why didn't he notice it at all?

"Are you surprised?"

Ning Chen walked out, the breath of the chaotic scroll dissipated, and a figure flashed, and the master of the Four Poles Realm and others appeared in front of him.

"It's you again"

The Lord of the Four Poles Realm's expression was extremely gloomy. Now he didn't have to think about it and could know that he was once again plotted against by the person in front of him.

"The Marquis of Knowing the Destiny, it is hard to deceive the tiger falls into the yang and rat. Even if the deity is seriously injured, killing you is like a whisk." The Lord of the Four Poles Realm said angrily.

"Then try it!"

Ning Chen held the left hand and flew out the love knife. The water flashed and instantly came to his body.

Xuantian wanted to stop him, but saw the surrounding heaven and earth changing, the sword intent opened ink painting, and the mountains and rivers poured into the sword, a snow-colored sword appeared, blocking the edge of the Hao Sword.

A swordsman dressed in a black and white cloak came over with a handsome and charming face. Although he was young, he showed an extraordinary master's style.

"Your opponent is me," Mu Qianshang said calmly.

Xuantian's face immediately darkened. He looked at the swordsman in front of him, then looked at the Buddha and the Marquis of Zhiming in front of the Realm Lord. Hao Jian Lin Killed, and his cultivation was released.
Chapter completed!