Chapter 781: One breath, ten thousand meters! Azov
Everything was extinguished, and Chen Beixuan flew out at an even faster speed.
The battle between the top experts and the top experts can determine the winner in an instant.
Although Chen Beixuan's sword was already at the pinnacle of his swordsmanship, Meng Kuo's sword was also the limit of his swordsmanship.
The pinnacle strong person, what is the pinnacle strong person?
It is not that the realm of martial arts has reached its peak.
Rather, this existence has melted all its attacks and magical powers into instincts.
A casual strike is the most powerful move. Seemingly random attacks contain terrifying power to the extreme.
They condensed all their means into one point and truly achieved a certain degree of perfection.
Perhaps, their absolute power is not as good as some top experts with extraordinary talents.
For example, Chen Beixuan's sword at this peak level definitely has a power of more than 10 billion kilograms, even more than Meng Kuo.
Because his absolute strength is only 9 billion kilograms now.
But when it came to the real comparison of strength, Chen Beixuan was always inferior to his opponent.
It is precisely because his power is dispersed. The moment he strikes, it has been scattered in all directions. The actual attack power is not as good as half of his peak power.
However, a peak powerhouse like Meng Kuo can combine all the power into one point and explode it when he actually attacks the opponent.
Naturally, the power shown is more powerful
In their view, attacks that simply pile up magical powers and strength are too low-end, and they are dismissive of them.
Of course, Chen Beixuan's strength is worthy of being considered a top powerhouse.
Although his body inevitably retreated, he did not suffer much damage.
"A little bug is always a little bug. No matter how strong it is, it is just a stronger little bug."
Meng Kuo's tone was calm, his voice was still spreading in the void, but his figure still disappeared.
When he appeared here, he had already arrived in the void, between the endless sword light.
Xiang Shang used the Ten Thousand Swords Mountains and Rivers diagram composed of seven thousand two hundred sword lights, causing the void to emit layers of wrinkles. Naturally, he would not let the other party carry out this terrifying attack with inevitable power.
Condensation molding.
After all, Xiang Shang's soul power is somewhat lacking.
It took too long to use this magical power of the Sword Immortal.
Two breaths, one breath, or even half a breath, in the eyes of such a peak powerhouse, are as slow as ants and can be broken easily.
Sizzle!!!
The huge scythe circulated freely, forming an arc-shaped blade of light that directly shattered it into pieces.
boom!
The real picture shattered, and Xiang Shang's flying sword flew out instantly, as if it couldn't bear the sharp sword energy emanating from the sickle.
Xiang Shang felt depressed, but he still stepped out without hesitation.
Power wave!
The battle sword slashed out, seemingly slowly, but in fact it was extremely fast.
Facing Xiang Shang's sword, Meng Kuo swung the sickle in his hand.
puff!
The war sword trembled slightly and flew backwards at a faster speed.
If Xiang Shang's power hadn't been so powerful and he had reached a very terrifying level when he used the Dharma Appearance of Heaven and Earth, the war sword would have simply collapsed.
When Xiang Shang attacked, it would naturally not be like this.
The moment the war sword was slashed out, a dazzling wave turned into a blood-red millstone and directly wrapped Meng Kuo in it.
"Meng Family Divine Fist!"
Meng Kuo sneered, held his other hand tightly, and waved it out!
The void trembled slightly, as if it was about to collapse.
The millstone that was grinding slowly, as if it was about to crush the entire world, collapsed.
The top-notch mid-grade Lingbao-level sword in Xiang Shang's hand trembled slightly in this circle. Xiang Shang could clearly feel a strange and powerful force pouring into him along with the power of this divine fist.
His chest felt tight and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Xiang Shang's true body, despite cultivating the Thunder Dragon True Body, despite countless accumulations from weak to powerful, far surpasses ordinary Xiantian realm experts, and despite the increase in the Dharma Realm world, it is beyond the capabilities of the Xiantian realm.
The limit reached is even higher than that of many middle-level warriors who have entered the Dao realm.
But after all, it is still innate and cannot be transformed into a body that has entered the Tao.
Therefore, he will still vomit blood at the mouth, and after being injured, he will not be able to rely on his life force to support himself without falling like a strong person in the Taoist realm.
He still has weaknesses!
With one punch, Meng Kuo did not pause, and raised the sickle in his hand!
boom!
Endless sword light swept towards Xiang Shang.
This sword was also a strike from a peak powerhouse. It was so powerful that it could kill even the Nine Sword Masters with one strike.
Xuanwu Shield!
Qiankun Ding!
Low-grade Lingbao armor!
Xiang Shang naturally understood how terrible it was to be hit by this knife.
The Xuanwu Shield turned into a huge wall, completely protecting him within it.
The Qiankun Cauldron grew infinitely larger, directly enveloping him in it and falling down.
Finally, the armor on his body turned into a defensive light, preventing him from receiving any harm.
boom!
The Black Tortoise Shield burst into pieces in an instant, turned back into its true body, and turned into fragments, scattering around.
Immediately afterwards, without losing any strength, he slammed into the Qiankun Cauldron.
The Qiankun Cauldron trembled slightly, blocking all the sword light.
In terms of defensive power, the Qiankun Cauldron at this time actually surpassed the Xuanwu Shield.
"The Qiankun Ding? The ultimate treasure?"
Meng Kuo's originally indifferent expression changed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a look of endless greed.
Treasure!
It is the collective name for the top magic weapons in the world of cultivation above spiritual treasures.
All of them have played a powerful role in the battlefield of reincarnation.
It is a magic weapon in the hands of a true almighty.
He never thought that Xiang Shang, a small Xiantian realm warrior, would have such a good thing in his hands.
Especially, he knows this Qiankun Ding.
Know how powerful and precious it is.
"Haha! Today is truly my lucky day.
I thought it was just a few little bugs disturbing my sleep, but unexpectedly it was a boy delivering treasure.
To thank you, I decided to let you die a happy death."
Meng Kuo roared excitedly, and the sickle slashed out wildly.
No matter how powerful the treasure is, it can only protect its master for a while. He believes that with the innate energy of the opponent's Xiantian realm warrior, it will never be able to sustain it for too long.
"Shameless talk!"
Chen Beixuan roared, turned his body into a sword, and rushed out quickly.
Body and sword unite!
If we say that one sword for ten miles is the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
The integration of body and sword is Chen Beixuan's obsession with kendo.
When the body and the sword merge into one, he is the sword and the sword is him. The two are indistinguishable from each other and become one form!
boom!
This sword, like a stream of light, directly broke through the obstruction of the void, and its speed seemed to break some kind of limit.
Space? Time?
This is the ultimate speed. Above the speed of sound, it can no longer be called the speed of sound.