Mojie knew that Wu Luoxue was a true Taoist seed and was destined to support the world in the future.

Just imagine, you are also a member of the vast sea of ​​people, but no matter which era you are in, your joys, anger, sorrows, and desires will all turn into a trace of sword energy and return to Wu Luoxue's swordsmanship.

Her sword runs through the past, present and future. Every era and every sentient being is her sword.

Over the long years, countless souls have practiced swordsmanship that is astonishing to the past and the present.

"I didn't expect you to have come this far."

Mojie opened his mouth and used his own will to enter the world of mortals and evolve into a great avenue to prevent Wu Luoxue's sword intention from evolving.

The talisman light circulated, Mojie's sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm, and Wu Luoxue's sword intent completely disappeared.

"I lost this round."

Wu Luoxue was calm and free, and Mojie used a trace of will to completely block her sword intention.

"What? Wu Luoxue gave up."

"With one sword strike, Wu Luoxue will lose if she can't win."

Some people talked about it, and everyone felt it was surprising, but they also thought it was reasonable.

"It's just that my cultivation time is a little longer than yours. I'll leave everything to the future."

Mojie's eyes were cold, but he admired Wu Luoxue. The two did not take action, but decided the outcome in this way.

"Brother Wang, Luoxue broke his promise."

Wu Luoxue returned to the Divine King's Mansion camp and said to Wang Changan.

"It doesn't matter, winning or losing is just a matter of course."

The fifth battle came to an end, and the two sides were tied again. This ending was unexpected.

"Wang Changan, now that five games have been drawn, do you dare to fight again?"

Some of the hostile Supremes spoke with unwillingness in their eyes. How could the little God's Palace compete with them?

"What's there to be afraid of? Since five games have ended in a draw, let's add one more."

Yin Wudi shouted, his aura became sharper, and his Taiyin Stone Eyes stared at the enemy camp.

"Well, let's judge the victory based on the final battle. I am famous for the wind. Which of you dares to challenge me?"

There is no shortage of top figures in the enemy camp, and there are many outstanding people coming out to fight against the Palace of the God of War.

His style is confident and arrogant, his eyes are sharp, and he has an invincible aura.

"I'll fight you."

Yin Wudi opened his mouth and took a step forward. The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the power of Taiyin surged silently.

"Then let's go out to the sea and fight."

The other party didn't want to talk nonsense and rushed out of Emperor Wu's city first, like a rainbow light piercing the sky.

Yin Wudi did not show any weakness and rushed out directly. We are both in the realm of enlightenment, why should I, Yin Wudi, be afraid?

Yin Wudi's aura suddenly erupted, gushing out layer by layer like a torrential flood.

Yin Wudi was strong and invincible, and he directly blasted away with the Taiyin Divine Fist. The runes were densely covered, shining brightly like the symbols of the avenue.

The power of Taiyin is like the cold wave of a glacier, and the power of a fist is like a mountain, majestic and heavy.

The qi and blood in Yin Wudi's body are circulating, and the blood qi is strong. Like the sun, the Taiyin bloodline glows with endless power, and a blow falls in the air.

Yanfeng did not dare to be careless in the slightest. Yin Wudi once killed the emperor's son in Tianhuang, and his achievements were unparalleled.

Gaining momentum, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, the wind of speech rises like a ferocious beast, the fist in his hand is blazing, and the violent power is dazzling.

There was a boom, the sound shook the sky, layers of strong wind exploded, the needle pointed at the wheat awns, and the two people blasted directly towards each other.

With this blow, mountains and rivers collapsed and the earth collapsed.

The sky is shaking and the earth is shaking, and the great energy is permeating the air.

Yin Wudi roared, his body covered with Taiyin stone patterns, and the power of the Huanghuang Demon Emperor blasted out. In the light of the fist, the entire space penetrated forward like a pillar of air.

Yanfeng felt Yin Wudi's terrifying murderous intent, and his own invincible will suddenly erupted.

"Yin Wudi, what should you do?"

Yanfeng's voice was like gold, giving off a heavy feeling, and a chaotic murderous aura emerged from his brows.

Who has never overthrown his opponents and conquered the world?

Being bold, arrogant and confident can make you stand on top of the world.

On Yanfeng's body, the talisman's light surged, turning into a terrifying fist mark, and blasted forward.

Bang, bang.

The fist light soared into the sky, destroying the heaven and earth, the two figures intertwined, and the talisman light continued to explode.

"Die to me."

The runes on Yanfeng's body burned, and his own blood and energy turned into great magic. The runes were colorful and divine, reflecting the heaven and earth.

He is like a divine sun, the heavens are turbulent, and three thousand great saints appear, together reflecting the terrifying supernatural power.

Yanfeng carried the power of three thousand saints and charged forward, suppressing the surroundings with his majestic momentum.

Qi and blood rumbled, three thousand avenue runes surged, and the momentum soared to the sky.

Everyone watching the battle was amazed. His words were so strong, he was like a young demon, forcing people to surrender.

The holy power is unparalleled, like the sun shining brightly, flooding the world.

"If you want to kill me just because of this, then you underestimate me, Yin Wudi."

Yin Wudi's demonic aura rose up, and he struck down with one claw, tearing apart the land for dozens of miles, and stamped his big foot, shattering the mountains and rivers.

Taiyin Avenue descends into the human world, with white light like snow. Between heaven and earth, there is an invisible avenue entwining, blocking Yanfeng's invincible momentum.

Yin Wudi emits a faint white light, and the Taiyin bloodline dominates the sky and the earth.

The sound of great ethics sounded, and the Yin was invincible and the emperor's aura was unparalleled, seeming to become the only one in the world.

Rumble

A shocking collision, the divine light soared into the sky, the waves scattered, the dust and sand surged into the sky like a flood, and the sky filled with divine colors and white light exploded together.

There was a huge amount of blood energy that turned into blood light, dyeing the entire sky red and glowing with red clouds.

This is an ancient technique that costs energy and blood. It is boundless and extremely powerful.

"Oh my god, this is the ancient Blood Cloud Technique, a true ancient magic with a fierce reputation."

Some people exclaimed that they didn't know who had used such a great technique, and that the entire area for hundreds of miles was enveloped.

Clouds are rolling in the sky, and the sky is dyed with red glow.

"It's the art of Yanfeng. He comes from the Luoxia Sect, an ancient Taoist tradition."

Someone spoke to confirm the user of the Blood Cloud Technique. Everyone held their breath and concentrated, wanting to witness the peerless power of the ancient magic.

"Yan Feng wants to use this to determine the winner, Yin Wudi is in danger."

Some people shook their heads, thinking that Yin Wudi would definitely lose.

On the battlefield, huge waves surged into the sky, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. Only a sword was seen, shining brightly, appearing in the sky, and the sword energy stretched across hundreds of miles.

A sword is like a cloud hanging from the sky, brilliant and invincible, cutting through the invincible realm of Yanfeng.

Destroying all laws, the divine power is mighty, tearing apart the heaven and earth.

Rumble.

Blood light surged, sword light shot into the sky, red and white light and shadow intertwined, and all the runes were bombarded layer by layer.

Hundreds of miles of land were reduced to nothing, mountains and rivers were destroyed, everything turned into dust, and the entire land was completely sunk.

The huge strong wind spread in all directions like waves, flying dozens of feet of dust and sand, covering the sky and the sun.

After a long time, the strong wind subsided, the dust fell to the ground, and hundreds of miles of land collapsed. People looked from a distance and saw only two figures standing on the ruins.

"The winner hasn't been decided yet?"

Some people wonder, can such a killing technique still fail to kill the enemy?

The two figures were several miles apart, but they were exceptionally tall and straight. They stood on the ground, their spines piercing the sky like divine spears.

Between the two breaths, fist-sized gravel turned into powder in the invisible confrontation.

The momentum of the two people was constantly crushing each other, like two ferocious beasts wrestling in the dark.
Chapter completed!