The sword intent spread out, and the sword cliffs shook.
Above the void, Huang Wushuang's originally thin figure looked so tall at this moment.
His sword eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling the strange sword intent. Huang Lingtian sighed slightly and murmured: "Can you regret the sword intent?" Can you regret it? This sword carried Huang Wushuang's sword intent and pierced it.
The master who has raised him for decades.
With a slight sigh, Huang Lingtian also struck out with his sword, and the terrifying sword intent exploded, a sword intent without regrets.
The two sword intents met in mid-air, their explosions resounded, and a dark space crack spread out.
Huang Lingtian and Huang Wushuang both took a few steps back, and the black hurricane happened to sweep past Huang Wushuang.
The black hurricane swept past, and the rubble piled up at the exit of the sword cliff was shattered one after another, and the sword cliff was actually cut into pieces. A ravine more than ten feet long and three to four feet wide appeared in a dazzling flash.
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However, at this moment, a black hurricane suddenly erupted, and countless black sword energy appeared out of thin air and shot in all directions.
At the edge of the ravine, countless small cracks spread across the entire stone wall. The sword cliff suddenly collapsed, and an extremely flat avenue extended out.
The roars continued, and many men in black continued to rush towards the avenue, and countless figures passed by Huang Wushuang.
Huang Wushuang quickly withdrew his sword and tried to stop the many men in black, but unexpectedly it was too late.
Sword Cliff is undoubtedly the first line of defense of the Sword God Sect. Now that it is broken, the five peaks of the Sword God are completely exposed to the offensive of the men in black.
The long sword came out of his hand, floating strangely in front of Huang Wushuang's chest. Eight sword shadows gradually appeared on the side. Holding the hilt of the sword, Huang Wushuang slashed forward with one sword. One sword turned into ten thousand swords and tens of thousands of sword shadows.
It fell to the ground like raindrops, and blood splashed everywhere where the sword shadow struck.
Huang Wushuang rushed into the crowd like a god of death, and the sword in his hand wrapped around the man in black like a poisonous snake. Wherever he went, a black shadow fell down.
At this moment, the sword energy in Huang Wushuang's [body] poured out, and this time he seemed to be determined to die.
Several Hun Martial Realm and fake Hun Martial Realm warriors have already passed by the sword cliff. How could the ordinary men in black resist Huang Wushuang's sword? The white clothes were stained with blood, and the white clothes were gradually dyed red.
Even so, many men in black at the Qi Martial Realm raised their swords one after another, and directed countless icy sword lights toward Huang Wushuang.
For a moment, in the sky above the sword cliff, his strokes of energy surged like a torrent, and the sword light circulated.
Huang Wushuang's whole body seemed to be a bloody man. Even a strong man in the hun martial realm could not withstand the offensive of hundreds of Qi martial arts warriors. The injuries on Huang Wushuang's body gradually increased, and the blood on his clothes also exceeded his own.
One serving!
What worried Huang Wushuang the most was Huang Lingtian's aura that kept him locked in. Therefore, his body movements were no longer as casual as before.
A trace of unbearability flashed in Huang Lingtian's eyes, and the long sword came out of his hand, floating strangely in front of his chest!
Huang Lingtian's hands were close to the long sword, and extremely strong Qi surged out from the palms of his hands. The long sword trembled continuously and made a clear sword roar.
The long sword turned into a sword light and rushed towards Huang Wushuang. The spiritual energy in the air continued to gather towards the long sword, and the long sword emitted a dazzling light like the scorching sun.
Behind Huang Wushuang, a phantom of a ten-foot-tall sword suddenly condensed. The sword's almost substantive [Suppression] suppressed the void. The air seemed to be frozen, and the surrounding space was actually imprisoned by Huang Lingtian.
Huang Wushuang felt that his body had become extremely stiff, and the speed of drawing his sword became extremely slow.
A flash of white light arrived, and the long sword broke through Huang Wushuang's body-protecting sword energy, piercing his chest from the back, and blood splashed out like a fountain.
Seeing that countless rays of sword light were about to fall on Huang Wushuang, Huang Lingtian waved his long hand and shouted: "Stop!"
The sword light retreated like a tide, and many men in black surrounded Huang Wushuang, looking at Huang Wushuang with eager eyes, their faces full of ferocious expressions.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the blood pool originally filled with rocks was cleared again, and blood steamed strangely in the sky again.
A sense of powerlessness came over him. Countless rays of sword energy continued to crush the surrounding body tissues at the wound. The pain made Huang Wushuang frown slightly, and his legs slowly bent back. The spine that stood upright bent down weakly.
The long sword in his hand was slowly inserted into the ground, and he kept panting. Huang Lingtian's figure slowly floated towards Huang Wushuang, looked down at Huang Wushuang, and said lightly: "Wushuang, if you leave like this, I will let you go!
If you still want to stop me from destroying the Sword God, then don't blame me for not being a disciple!" Huang Lingtian persuaded again, if it had been anyone else, he would have killed him with one sword, but he still couldn't bear the person in front of him!
Huang Wushuang's blood-splattered face slowly lifted up. Looking at Huang Lingtian, who had a solemn face in front of him, a smile appeared on his face. He wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and his deep eyes were full of determination.
, said calmly: "Don't you find the relationship between master and disciple very ironic? From the moment you betrayed the Sword God Sect, you are no longer my person! If you go astray, it is my responsibility to lead you to the right path!"
"I really want to defend the Sword God with my life!" Huang Wushuang's tough attitude had gradually made Huang Lingtian lose confidence, and Huang Lingtian's tone of voice also became cold.
"Where the sword is, the man is alive, but when the sword dies, the man dies!" Huang Wushuang raised his head covered in blood and looked at the Sword God Mountain in the distance and shouted, and the shouts continued to spread out.
The disciples of the Sword God's various peaks all looked in the direction of Jian Cliff in shock, a fighting spirit spreading among them.
Huang Wushuang's whole body was surging with air, and the strong wind blew his clothes flying. At this time, the whole person exuded a monstrous momentum. Its power was so powerful that it formed a special aura in the field, making the man in black inside it
They all felt short of breath and looked horrified.
The long sword in front of his chest shot out with a pop, piercing several men in black behind him.
At this moment, an eternal sword chant sounded, and a dark green sword condensed into substance.
A green edge of energy lingered, and the surrounding space crackled and shattered in an instant.
The sword intention became substantial, but it was still not over. Huang Wushuang's aura surged again, breaking through his own limits and approaching the peak of the second level of hunwu.
Huang Wushuang's body slowly floated up in the air, looking at the surprised Huang Lingtian, he smiled miserably: "Master, I said I would kill you! Because this is my responsibility!"
"Do you remember the Forbidden Sword of Luoxia Peak?" Huang Wushuang smiled miserably, his eyes extremely firm.
The huge sword shadow shrouded the hearts of the surrounding men in black, and the men in black closest to Huang Wushuang vomited blood.
The terrifying spiritual power exploded in Huang Wushuang's body, and Huang Wushuang's spiritual power completely poured into the sword nose.
The shadow of the sword and the sword in his hand gradually overlapped, and for a moment, the sword and the shadow of the sword seemed to merge together, indistinguishable from each other.
Huang Wushuang slowly grasped the big sword formed by the sword intention, and endless zhenqi continued to surge towards the big sword. At this moment, Huang Wushuang's originally pale face also turned a faint red color. He glanced at the astonished Huang Lingtian,
Huang Wushuang smiled miserably and said: "I remember you taught me this sword in the first place!" Huang Wushuang raised the sword shadow in his right hand and waved it with an extremely domineering sword shadow, directly strangling the men in black around him, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
As if his figure had traveled through space, Huang Wushuang's figure jumped directly into the sky above Huang Lingtian, and struck down with a sword.
He slashed down in the air 1 Ke Hui's sword intention [Suppression] pressed on Huang Ling Tiantian's body 1 His body was slightly bent, Huang Ling Tiantian's eyes were full of incredulity, but he did not panic at all, he also waved the sword in his hand, the whole sword
The body began to tremble, and then began to divide into two, two into four, and four into eight. In just a moment, hundreds of sword shadows were transformed into hundreds of sword shadows, with an ear-splitting sword whistle, going from bottom to top, slashing horizontally.
go.
"I can also do this sword!" Huang Lingtian's cold shouts continued to spread around, followed closely by the screams of the men in black around him.
A circle of terrifying sword energy rippled and spread, and with the collision of two sword intents, the space was shattered 1
The terrifying and abnormal residual power ground the surrounding ground into a flat mirror, and the man in black closest to the two did not even let out a scream and was drowned by the turbulent flow of space.
The battle between warriors in the hunwu realm is essentially a battle of sword intentions. The two of them simultaneously mobilize the power of heaven and earth and converge on the sword power.
The shadows of the swords gathered together, and the two swords glowing with cold light finally met, and their explosions resounded loudly!