"The clock of life and death!"
The battle has progressed to this point, and the merged sword elephant finally arrived.
It is said to be a clock of life and death, but this sword elephant is not a clock, but an hourglass, that is, a sand clock.
The sand clock is half black and half white, with black on top and white on the bottom. Fine sand is flowing out from the black clock and falling into the white part. At this time, the sand in the black hourglass has bottomed out, leaving only the last bit. When this bit of sand is finished leaking out, it will turn black and white in an instant.
But just a little bit of sand was very tight and kept falling, but the remaining sand did not decrease.
Anyone who sees the black half hourglass will feel a chill in their heart, and a chill will rush into their heart, giving rise to the deepest fear, which is like the fear that comes from the instinct of life. The half that saw white again relaxed, regained strength, and became relaxed, happy, and energetic.
No introduction is needed, everyone has already realized: the two ends of the sand clock are life and death, the black one dies, and the white one lives.
This sword is unique, it is too profound and heavy, like the authority of a god!
Amidst the exclamation, Jin Wu saw it from below, curled his lips and said: "What kind of level dares to play with life and death? The ignorant are really fearless."
Tang Zhao saw the endless grains of sand left in the black hourglass, and suddenly laughed and said: "Because I'm not dead, so the grains of sand haven't leaked out completely? The black color is on top, which should mean that you are in a state of death, right?" ?”
After being killed, Gui Rong exchanged death for half of the hourglass's death power, and then used these powerful powers to create enough deaths, which should be able to bring him back to life. Maybe he can get another life in the hourglass at the moment of rebirth. the power of.
In an instant, life and death are reversed. It will be a grand performance of experiencing life and death and playing with fate.
It's a pity that Tang Zhao didn't cooperate with his performance.
The most important person is not dead, so Gui Rong is not fully resurrected now. He is stuck between life and death, just one step away. It must be very uncomfortable, right?
However, Gui Rong was also completely liberated from the passive state of being beaten before, and the sword in his hand was attached with the power of death. After the birth and death clock comes to the world, it can harvest lives at will, no less than the god of death!
Tang Zhao also calmed down and prepared to fight again:
"Swordsmanship - Baiju!"
A white horse landed from the sky and flashed behind him, leaving only a shadow before disappearing. Tang Zhao's body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of white light, just like a paintbrush painted a shallow white border on him, and nothing extra happened.
But any sword technique is never used in vain. If it does not show its power for the time being, it naturally has the effect of attracting but not unleashing it.
"Tiger, horse, it is true that they are all beasts under the sword of little beasts. They will die——"
With the power of death flowing from the sword blade, he merged into the palace and went straight forward!
Tang Zhao took the initiative to draw his sword, and the two fought together again.
So fast!
This thought crossed the minds of all the viewers, and they even went a little crazy.
The speed of the two swords this time was really amazing. If the sword duel at the beginning was entertaining for the swordsmen, now even the swordsmen with good eyesight can only see a little afterimage, so blurry that even people can't distinguish it. When I followed the traces of the sword, I felt dizzy.
As for ordinary people, they can't even see the afterimage, and can only occasionally see a fleeting white light or cold shadow. Those are traces of swordsmanship.
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As soon as the fighting stopped, the two men appeared above the two warriors at the same time, each stepping on a lying head.
Both men were intact and no harm appeared to have been done.
Gui Rong stared at him and said: "Why can you keep up with my speed? I have mastered the speed of death. Life and death are only in an instant. There can be no speed faster than death in this world!"
Tang Zhao said: "I am the speed of light. The speed of light is 300,000...3 million per second...forget it, it is the fastest speed in the universe anyway. How can human speed capture light when a fleeting horse passes by?"
As he spoke, he sighed with emotion: "The sword is really a wonderful thing. It can actually compare the speeds of completely different categories of light and death together. It is really a feat to be able to distinguish the winner from the extreme."
Guirong sneered: "Comparison is meaningless, only winning or losing is meaningful. Life and death are more meaningful - your white horse is very fast, but I will kill it!"
"Swordsmanship - seeking death and survival!"
The cold light on his sword blade turned around, and the water suddenly turned from a quiet flow into a turbulent flow, spurting out with the sword light.
Tang Zhao moved his sword to block it, and the stream of swords immediately sputtered out, running towards him from all directions at an extremely fast speed!
In an instant, it was like a small-scale "ambush on all sides". Tang Zhao still had the blessing of "White Horse" and was extremely fast. Before the turbulent flow could encircle him, he pierced through his body and slashed hard with his sword.
However, the galloping sword light almost didn't stop, and turned to chase Tang Zhao, locking onto him and following him like a shadow. Tang Zhao waved his hand, and the golden tiger descended, blocked the sword light, and pushed back.
There was almost no sound. Although Jin Hu had great strength, once he got caught in the sword flow, he suddenly lost all his spirituality and fell down - dead again.
Naturally, the golden tiger also blocked the sword flow from rushing towards Tang Zhao, but Guirong had already counterattacked from the other direction. A sword swept by, but Tang Zhao sideways avoided it, but the turbulent flow on the sword brushed against Tang Zhao's body. white light.
"hiss--"
Tang Zhao's ears seemed to hear the neighing of a horse. The neighing stopped suddenly, but it was even more tragic than the long neighing.
Bai Ju is dead!
Tang Zhao realized this and his heart sank - these swordsmanships were not actually real creatures, but he named them animals on a whim, adding a little bit of spirituality to them. They were more vivid than other swordsmanships, but they were He just happened to hit this unreasonable force of death and died just like that.
From now on, Tang Zhao can still use two more sword skills, but they have to be condensed bit by bit from the sword elephant, and they will appear again as newly born tiger cubs and foals, the second generation. The previous tiger cubs and Bai Ju is completely dead.
What a brutal swordsmanship to the extreme.
Gui Rong continued to pursue Tang Zhao with his sword. Although he did not kill Tang Zhao himself, he saw the death of the white horse shadow attached to Tang Zhao. His speed immediately dropped. He could no longer escape the speed of his own death. He sneered: "I hope Your swordsmanship is all that of tigers, horses, pigs, and dogs, and those beasts should be the dead souls under the sword. You are dead, my sword will defeat you!"
There he was attacking people's hearts with words, and Xin Ying Raccoon, who was watching the battle in the distance, suddenly said: "What did this guy say? Does he have any objections to birds and beasts?"
Man Ying said: "Of course, Gui Rong has opinions on everyone, not to mention us. No, it should be said especially us. Compared with that swordsman, he is the only one who can defeat us Yuanshi."
Xinying sneered: "Who is he, he dares to defeat us? What about the swordsman? It's not like I haven't killed him before."
At this time, the old ape Lianying next to him also sneered, and his laughter was full of ridicule.
Xinying glared at it and shouted: "What are you laughing at, old man?"
Manying Pipa said: "It laughs at you and doesn't know how to die. Do you know that the Sword of Everlasting Hate can kill us?"
His heart shivered and he said: "Kill us? Will we be killed?"
Man Ying continued: "We climbed out of the shadow. As long as the shadow does not dry up, we will only crawl out of the shadow again if we are chopped into pieces. But if we are touched by that sword, we will really die. Destroy from the bottom. Even if you want to add another Abyssal Envoy, even if you choose a raccoon dog, it won't be you now."
These words really frightened Xinying. As an envoy of the Yuan, it had no concept of death and was quite confident. However, when the sword was placed there and death was approaching within a hundred feet in front of it, it seemed that it could also feel it. A huge terror.
As if that wasn't enough, Man Ying added, "And as you can see, this person cannot be killed. Killing him will only give him greater power. If he uses this power to kill you, he will be resurrected. You can't kill him." He, he can kill you, isn’t this Tian Ke? If not, he would not have been allowed to stand alongside us as a human being, especially since he had already killed the Yuanshi."
Xinying asked in surprise: "Has he killed Yuanshi before?"
The eyes on Manying's zither glanced at Lianying and said, "That's right. It was the time when he destroyed Danyue Manor. He killed the envoy from Yuan who came to deal with the matter, and the envoy from Gangliang. As a result, But he was appreciated by Wang Liang. This truth... there is no need to question it. If Tang Zhao can kill Gui Rong, we would be happy to see it happen."
"Too bad that's not possible."
"Gui Rong cannot be killed."
Tang Zhao looked at the thrilling power of death flowing on Guirong's body and sword, and said, "What would happen if I still had the sword skills of the beasts and killed them all for you, but also exhausted your power of death?"
Guirong pointed to the sand clock above his head that still had the last handful of gravel left, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Don't worry, these powers will be left to you in the end, and no one can take them away. You You must be able to enjoy death to the fullest.”
Tang Zhao said thoughtfully: "In other words, because I am the one who killed you, the power of this hourglass will not leak out until you kill me, right?"
He said with a big smile, like the sunshine of youth: "So, you won't be resurrected before you kill me. Are you a dead person?"
"Then let me ask you, what will happen if you, a dead person, are killed again?"
Staring at Guirong's barely suppressed irritable expression, Tang Zhao laughed and said: "Life and death are reincarnations, seemingly endless. But once the reincarnation chain breaks and falls out of the power of the protective chain, it will disappear. So, now you and I are in a state where we will die if we are killed, which is suitable for a fair fight."
Before Guirong became angry, Tang Zhao continued: "What you just said is wrong. You don't defeat me, I defeat you. Blood defeats - I will prove it to you!"
His sword jumped up, and a familiar light rose again:
"Swordsmanship——"
Just these two words, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased again, and the heat of flowing gold and stone rushed towards my face. Pressed down at the same time as the heat, there is also endless light and endless momentum! It seems like an invisible sun is coming!
The audience below was anxious again, thinking only:
Isn't it? This move again?
Only the Golden Crow underground moved his mind, and for the first time he was surprised:
wrong!
Not right this time!
Things have changed!
