The best madman in the world, Chu Kuang, was injured and vomited blood. This was a scene that no one had ever imagined.
Chu Kuangren has always been majestic. With one punch, the world collapsed. Who can hurt him, and who can make him vomit blood more?
Chu Kuangren's shoulder was injured and bleeding from the two moves of breaking the void martial arts just now, but Feng Ziyue was more seriously injured at that time, and everyone's attention was attracted by the gorgeous two moves of peerless martial arts, so they did not notice it for a while.
At this moment, Mie Shi's fist shattered, and Feng Ziyue stood with his eyes closed, swinging his sword gracefully, like a sword god.
Madman Chu, however, retreated again and again and was at a disadvantage!
But no one was surprised by this incident, because Feng Ziyue's sword was so shocking that people could not take their eyes away from his sword.
The creation of heaven and earth, the collapse of the universe, it seems that the supreme principles are all contained in this sword.
The onlookers were dumbfounded, stunned, and stupid.
Even Long Buyang, who had lost his composure, could not say a word at this time. He just stared at the halo reflected by the spreading sword light, trembling all over and looking like he was stupid.
This is the pinnacle of swordsmanship that cannot be reproduced in the world.
This is the ultimate!
Unparalleled ultimate!
The halo spread, becoming larger and larger, and was gradually closing in on Kuangren Chu.
Even Kuangren Chu couldn't resist this ultimate sword.
As long as he is involved, the only outcome——
That’s death!
At this moment, Feng Ziyue trembled all over, and the Xuanmu Holy Sword in his hand began to disintegrate!
Starting from the tip of the sword, it turned into a little bit of soot, as if it was in extreme decay.
Feng Ziyue's body was covered in countless bloody mouths, as if he was about to be shattered to pieces.
On top of the white clothes, there are dots of pink!
The power of three thousand innate elixirs was finally not enough to suppress the backlash of this unknown swordsmanship. Small wounds appeared all over his body. Although they healed immediately under the influence of the medicine, they were still unyielding.
Appear again.
As long as he continues this move, the counterattack power of this sword will soon exceed the power of the elixir that is gradually consumed.
Until then, he will only have——
——Turn into ashes!
Was it the light of his sword that trapped Kuangren Chu first, or was it him who couldn't hold on and collapsed first?
"Are you ready?"
Somewhere outside the sky, in a dark and deep palace, the black lotus lotus sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, exposing two white calves, but her eyes were extremely cold.
In front of her, there was a huge crystal mirror. In front of the mirror, stood four men in black.
"Oh, how can we, the four brothers, not do our best for what the Palace Master asks for? We have already prepared it. We will take action as soon as the Palace Master opens the two world mirrors. We will be sure to be foolproof!"
The man in black at the head had a strange smile on his face, but he patted his chest to assure himself.
Lian Jia nodded with a sneer on her lips.
"Today he fought with someone, and it happened to be the peak of the innate duel, activating the power of heaven and earth, so these two world mirrors can lock his position. I have sent 100,000 sky crystals to invite the four of you to come and take action. I don't want anything to happen...
…”
"Don't worry, Palace Master!"
The leading man in black waved his hand, "One hundred thousand Sky Crystals is enough to buy a boy's life. If we four brothers take action at the same time, we will never let him escape - but..."
His eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant, "The power of the Palace Master is far superior to that of my four brothers, why don't you save these 100,000 Sky Crystals and do it yourself? As long as the Palace Master takes action, won't he definitely die?"
Obviously, Lianjia's Lotus Vientiane is a peerless martial arts. It's easy to deal with this kid, but it's a bit strange that he doesn't hesitate to spend 100,000 sky crystals to ask his four brothers to do it.
"snort!"
Lian Jia snorted coldly and glanced at the four of them coldly.
"For a boy from the Demon Sealed Land to ask me to take action, wouldn't that be dirtying my hands? You four brothers are taking people's money to eliminate disasters, why do you ask so many questions? Could it be that at this time, you don't want to do it?
Is this business done?”
"Where! Where!"
The man in black laughed loudly, "How can you let go of such easy money?"
What does it matter to the four masters of breaking the void against a boy who is only at the peak of his innate nature? If he just earns a hundred thousand sky crystals in vain, will he let him go?
Lianjia chuckled, and was about to taunt the four people a few more words, when he saw an arc of light flash across the mirror of the two realms!
"Right now!"
Lian Jia was overjoyed. She clapped her hands together, her eyes were bright, she bit her finger and flicked it gently. Two drops of blood fell on the mirror surface of the two worlds. They did not drip down, but left a mark on the mirror surface like peach blossoms in full bloom.
Next two marks.
"Mirror of Two Realms! Open!"
In the deep hall, I recall the joyful and anxious call of Lian Jia!
A dazzling white light quickly enveloped the entire hall!
The four people roared together, each flew up, formed a formation, and suddenly launched a move towards the mirror!
Feng Ziyue has reached his limit.
His white clothes were stained with blood and turned blood red.
His sword was broken and turned into ashes.
But this nameless swordsmanship, the way of creation and destruction of the universe, is still going on.
Although the three thousand elixirs are extremely powerful, there are still only a few that can affect his body and spirit in a short period of time.
What's more, before the destructive power of the nameless swordsmanship, even the elixir cannot prevent the body from disintegrating.
Just a little bit worse.
Just a little bit worse!
Feng Ziyue could feel that his life was passing by, and the figure of Kuangren Chu in front of him became increasingly blurry.
Just push one more step and take the last step!
You can kill Kuangren Chu and win this ultimate battle.
However, before this step, his life is about to be exhausted!
Under the cover of the supreme swordsmanship, Chu Kuangren was unable to resist. His eyes were tightly closed, sweat appeared on his forehead, and the bones all over his body made a cracking sound.
As long as Feng Ziyue takes another step forward, he will die without a burial place!
However, at this time, the sword power suddenly slowed down.
boom!
Just hearing the sound of explosion, Feng Ziyue's right arm, which was used as a sword, exploded and turned into a ball of flesh and blood.
The destiny has arrived! The destiny is over!
Thousands of miles away, before the temple was destroyed, Zhuge Lian suddenly felt violently shaken and turned his head to look to the west.
The old voice in the ruined temple could not help but whisper in surprise.
"So fast?"
Amidst the crashing sound, Feng Ziyue felt that his life had come to an end. His mind was blurred, and only his unyielding fighting spirit allowed him to continue the nameless swordsmanship.
Use his blood, use his flesh.
Use his life to complete this sword!
With a nameless sword, the world rotates in cycles of birth and death, containing the supreme Tao.
Chu Kuangren, who was invincible in the realm of breaking the void, was trapped in the sword force, unable to resist and unable to move. Although Feng Ziyue could no longer send the sword intention forward an inch, Chu Kuangren could no longer stand in the air.
, plummeting down!
From the other side of the thousand-foot solitary peak, he disappeared!
The onlookers could not believe their eyes for a moment.
Feng Ziyue was covered in blood, but he was already standing proudly in the air, his supreme sword energy spurting out, while his opponent had actually fallen down a thousand-foot cliff!
Even if the madman Chu is the best in the world, he cannot escape death if he falls thousands of feet without being able to protect himself!
So, Feng Ziyue won this battle?
"It's the Sword God!"
"Sword God!"
Such words suddenly burst out from the mouths of the spectators.
Feng Ziyue's sword is divine and clear, he is truly a peerless swordsman!
Long Buyang yelled the word "Sword God" with a hoarse voice. He burst into tears and burst into tears.
"Sword God!" "Sword God!"
Able to defeat the best and invincible sword god in the world!
From the top of the thousand-foot lonely peak, such a cry echoed through the sky, and when it reached the bottom of the mountain, it immediately ignited everyone's enthusiasm.
"Sword God!"
"The top of the mountain is shouting for the Sword God! Mr. Feng is the victor!"
Qi Xiaodie suddenly raised her head and looked at the top of the thousand-foot solitary peak shrouded in clouds and mist. She was surprised and happy at the same time, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked eagerly at the top of the solitary peak.
Feng Ziyue, what happened?
He didn't think he had won.
This sword indeed knocked down Madman Chu, but if Madman Chu could die so easily, he would not be Madman Chu.
The nameless sword technique locked onto Kuangren Chu who fell down the cliff, and still did not stop.
Until the moment when his life ends.
boom!
There was another violent explosion, and Feng Ziyue felt as if his chest had been exploded by something. At that moment, darkness enveloped him.
It's like death has arrived.
It was like the last feeling after the battle at Changming Tower that day.
Feng Ziyue understood that this is the taste of death!
No!
He screamed silently from the bottom of his heart, and at this moment, a miracle happened!
Suddenly, in the darkness of death that shrouded his head, a star lantern flashed out.
The lights flickered and changed, seeming to have fixed his life.
"This...this is..."
Feng Ziyue felt that the shape of this lamp was so familiar for some reason, but now that he was in a state of confusion, he could not figure out what this lamp meant.
The soft light flickered on and off several times, shining on Feng Ziyue's body.
I saw that broken body, but miraculously began to slowly recover on its own, and the right arm that had just been shattered also grew back, and it was no less comparable to flesh and bones, living and dead.
Seven-star lamp!
Feng Ziyue finally remembered that this was the seven-star lantern given to him by Zhuge Lian.
I pray for the Seven Star Lantern in my life.
When Feng Ziyue first accepted this thing, he just instinctively felt its strangeness and preciousness, but he had no idea what the purpose of this thing was.
Of course, at this moment, of course he understood.
This light gave him a chance to survive.
This is simply another life!
At the time of death, the seven-star lantern of the natal prayer will explode itself, in exchange for a change in destiny and renewed life!
And as long as he can regain his vitality, the three thousand elixirs that Feng Ziyue swallowed will naturally be of full use, curbing the injuries caused by the five sword techniques and gaining hope of survival.
As long as he can stop the nameless sword technique immediately!
Feng Ziyue didn't have time to hesitate at all.
At the moment when he had just recovered, another warning sign suddenly arose in his heart!
This kind of warning sign is no less than the world-destroying fist used by Madman Chu just now, and the threat to life is even greater.
Feng Ziyue suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky above his head!
This time the threat does not come from Kuangren Chu who just fell off the cliff, but from the top of the sky!
He saw a mirror.
No, to be precise, it should be a small window like a mirror.
In that window, Feng Ziyue saw boundless darkness.
Also, a very vicious move!
Breaking the Void Martial Arts!
There is no doubt that this move fired from the mirror at the top of the sky is not an ordinary attack, but a real void-breaking martial arts!
Besides Madman Chu and himself, who else can use the Xu-breaking martial arts?
Feng Ziyue looked at the glimmer of light at the top of the sky in disbelief, but at this time, he no longer had time to think.
Between life and death, there is only one choice!
Feng Ziyue's sword light suddenly shook and changed direction.
The nameless swordsmanship, the birth and death of the universe, suddenly stabbed at the shining mirror!
And the move fired from the mirror hit Feng Ziyue without stopping!
It was a huge black dragon with bared teeth and claws, twisting its body, with incomparable ferocity and ferocity, biting Feng Ziyue's head in one bite.
Feng Ziyue's body tilted slightly, and with a pop, the dragon's head bit Feng Ziyue's shoulder. With a chirp, it penetrated into Feng Ziyue's body!
At this time, the nameless sword technique also struck the flickering mirror, and only a miserable cry was heard, the mirror suddenly shattered, the light at that moment disappeared immediately, and calm returned to the zenith.
This move, from the beginning to the end, makes the rabbit rise and the falcon fall, which is dizzying.
Everything seemed to suddenly stop again.
Feng Ziyue's body was frozen in the air.
The seven-star lantern saved his life, but it could not completely restore his injuries. What's more, after changing his life, his nameless swordsmanship still did not stop until he broke the mirror and then dissipated.
During this period of time, the trauma caused by the nameless sword technique was also extremely terrifying.
His physical injuries have not recovered, and his bloody clothes are still bright and dazzling.
The terrifying Void-Breaking move shook his body, but Feng Ziyue could hardly feel the severe pain in his body. He continued to use unknown sword skills, and was continuously attacked by the Heaven-defying Fist, the World-Destroying Fist, and the black dragon in the mirror just now.
With one move, Po Xu Martial Arts was severely damaged, and Feng Ziyue's state at this time had reached the end of his strength.
He is like a candle in the wind, as if it is about to be extinguished.
The energy of heaven and earth, his own profound energy, and martial arts cultivation were all unable to support his body.
Feng Ziyue has no time to pay attention to Chu Kuangren's condition, nor can he care about whether this battle will win or lose. His mind is already confused, and even if he is asked to move a finger now, he can't do it.
His body was shaky, and he reluctantly turned back to look down the mountain. Suddenly he leaned back, and like Chu Kuangren, he also fell from a thousand feet in the air like flying!