As the dark dragon's breath became thinner and thinner, Long Xiaoyao truly felt the threat of death. Although he was ready to die, he did not want it to end in this way!
"Roar--"
A roar erupted from the depths of Long Xiaoyao's throat. He desperately mobilized the energy in his body, trying to increase the power of the dark dragon's breath.
However, the current burst of energy has reached his limit. With his life burning, the strength he can exert will only get worse and worse.
Blood gurgled out from the corners of his mouth. Long Xiaoyao had reached the edge of running out of oil, and even the originally solid body of the dark holy dragon had become illusory and even transparent.
Finally, the dark dragon's breath could not withstand the sword rain's offensive, and the dark light pillars were submerged in the ocean of sword blades, completely annihilating them.
"It's over, Long Xiaoyao."
As he spoke, Su Luoheng waved his hand. The power of the steady stream of sword rain did not diminish and continued to pour down on Long Xiaoyao.
Is it finally over?
Although unwilling, it seems to be expected...
Long Xiaoyao looked up at the sword rain that was so close at hand, with a sad look in his eyes.
"Dang Dang Dang——"
In an instant, the long sword hit the huge body of the Dark Holy Dragon. Although the scales were extremely hard, the scales on its body were damaged one after another under such a violent attack.
"hold head high--"
Amidst the shrill roar of the dragon, streaks of black blood spattered. The body of the dark holy dragon gradually became blurred and was submerged in the endless rain of swords.
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The desert is silent, the sky is still dark and gloomy, and in the desert filled with wind and sand, countless long swords are scattered and stuck in the sand. They are piled here like a hill.
The huge body of the dark holy dragon has disappeared, replaced by a human corpse that has been pierced by hundreds of long swords on the sword hill.
Blood was still dripping down the blade, but there was no breath of life left.
This corpse was none other than Long Xiaoyao. Without his soul core and unable to survive, at the last moment, he could no longer maintain his martial soul true form, and was eventually buried in the endless rain of swords.
Dragon King Douluo Long Xiaoyao fell!
This is the first Ultimate Douluo to die under the control of the Infinite Sword, but it will definitely not be the last.
Before this, no one would have thought that Dragon King Douluo, who had been invincible in the soul master world for more than two hundred years, would die in the hands of a seventeen-year-old boy. And he was only a soul saint.
Su Luoheng walked slowly to the sword mound and stopped beside the broken corpse for a long time. His expression was very dull, and he didn't seem to be too happy that he had killed Dragon King Douluo.
"Long Xiaoyao, Dragon King Douluo."
"Your era is over."
Long Xiaoyao is a suitable opponent.
And this battle represents the collision of two eras.
The end of one era also means the rise of another. Su Luoheng's victory over Long Xiaoyao also means that his strength has reached the peak of Douluo Continent at this moment.
After saying this, he stretched out his right hand and flicked it, and the long sword stuck on the corpse turned into dots of light and slowly disappeared. Then, under his control, Long Xiaoyao's corpse levitated into the air.
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Su Luoheng turned and walked away.
Behind him, the desert world gradually became transparent, and the outline of the real world became clearer. Until Su Luoheng stepped out, the surrounding scene suddenly rotated, and the desert was completely replaced by the real world.
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At the same time, the outside world.
Within the Silver Moon Divine Light Barrier, although Ye Xishui was stronger than Kong Deming, with the blessing of the tenth-level soul guide, it was difficult to tell the winner for a while. He had no time to take care of the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect.
On the other side, as soon as the Xuewu Yaoyang Domain opened, it was covered in ice for thousands of miles. The Evil Forest instantly turned into a world of ice and snow. The evil-eyed tyrant master who originally fought at home was sadly turned away by the Snow Emperor.
Nowadays, the Snow Emperor who has successfully condensed the three soul cores is the well-deserved ceiling of combat power on the Douluo Continent. It is naturally more than enough to defeat the evil-eyed tyrant master.
At the same time, Jing Hongchen, Ran Yuming and others also steadily surrounded and killed the remaining defeated soldiers of the Holy Spirit Sect.
However, although the situation at this moment was very unfavorable for the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Religion, this group of people still resisted tenaciously and did not break up and flee, showing strong fighting resilience.
The reason why this situation occurred was mainly due to the existence of Dragon King Douluo Long Xiaoyao. Everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect, including Ye Xishui, generally believed that he was just accidentally trapped.
After all, Long Xiaoyao's strength is well known to everyone: he is worthy of the ceiling of the soul master world's combat power. It is only a matter of time before he can solve a soul saint, and there is no chance of any unexpected situation.
And as long as Long Xiaoyao frees up his hands, an Ultimate Douluo-level combat power will be enough to completely turn the situation around. It's too early to tell the outcome now.
Therefore, although the Sun Moon Empire has the advantage in the current situation, they have absolute confidence in Long Xiaoyao.
At the same time, the Sun and Moon parties are also worried about Su Luoheng. After all, no matter how talented he is, he is only a soul saint now, and his strength on paper is as big as Long Xiaoyao's.
Only the Snow Emperor had absolute trust in Su Luoheng.
【……】
Time passed quickly in the anxious struggle between the two sides, and the battle situation became more and more intense. The outcome of the battle between Su Luoheng and Long Xiaoyao has become the key to determining the outcome of this war.
"Buzz-"
Suddenly, at the place where Su Luoheng and Long Xiaoyao disappeared, ripples appeared in the space, and the desert world overlapped with the real world again. A vague figure could be vaguely seen stepping out of it.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted to this scene, and even the fierce battle stopped for a few seconds. They were all waiting for the final result. They all knew what this meant.
Finally, the figure slowly became clear, and Su Luoheng, wearing Chiyuan's jersey, appeared out of thin air and hovered in mid-air.
Although his face was pale and his aura was disordered, he could not conceal the domineering and fierceness of the king at all. Because what he was carrying was Long Xiaoyao's body!
Long Xiaoyao's arms hung down weakly, his whole head drooped, and his whole body was covered with shocking sword marks. There was no life left at all. He had obviously fallen for a long time.
In an instant, the whole place was silent. The expressions of everyone in the Holy Spirit Church suddenly froze, as if they had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer. Their faces were extremely pale.
Long Xiaoyao, dead?
They simply couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
This, how is this possible?
That's Dragon King Douluo!
The dignified Ultimate Douluo died in the hands of a Soul Saint?
It's fake, how could it be Dragon King Douluo?
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