Things have changed!
No, the general feeling is that people have changed!
The last time the heat was a change in the environment, but this time the swordsmanship and the people have changed!
Tang Zhao floated in the air, his figure gradually blurring——
With the high temperature, high brightness, and strange changes that are happening and have happened in the sky, Tang Zhao seems to have undergone some kind of qualitative change.
The feeling of integration in front of him was the deepest. Different from his own transformation between life and death, Tang Zhao's transformation had another kind of mystery. Although he was still in front of his eyes, he had already gone very far.
It was an out-of-reach change, perhaps a gradual separation that could never be approached again.
can not be like this!
An unprecedented fear arose in Gui Rong's heart. It was a strong intuition he had gained through his long experience of life and death - something extremely terrifying beyond his imagination had happened!
"Is this your strongest swordsmanship? In that case, I will show my true strength to show my respect."
He sneered without showing any weakness while staring at the tip of his sword, his eyes as firm as steel.
"Swordsmanship...fight to the death!"
Almost at the same time, the life and death clock exploded!
The sand clock turned into countless fragments and scattered, and the black gravel representing death spurted out from the hourglass, turning into smoke and wrapping around him.
Every inch of his body and sword was covered in black energy, like black armor, or a more spacious and elegant pure black cloak.
That is death, but also power, endless power!
When Tang Zhao changed just now, only the nearest Gui Rong and the most powerful Golden Crow could feel it keenly. But when Gui Rong used his full power, everyone present really felt the shadow of death hanging over their heads, and in their hearts Tremble. Even the first "Guirongchui" Fuhu Master was speechless and could only open his mouth like a wooden chicken.
"drink--"
Gui Rong burst out with a loud roar, and his whole body turned into a black light, like the sharpest dagger, and rushed forward.
His speed is of course very fast, but compared with the rapidity that broke out during the sword fight with Tang Zhao before, it is not that fast. Everyone can clearly see the trajectory of the black light.
But everyone feels that they can see it, but they can’t hide it!
Too strong, too strong!
The powerful force has blocked all room for movement. This force exists in the sky and on the earth. Facing this force, there is no way to hide or avoid it. The only ending is to wait for this force to crush you. .
This is the judgment of death!
A thought flashed through many people's minds: If this sword was aimed at me, I might not even have the thought of resisting.
At this time, Tang Zhao didn't seem to have any thoughts of resisting. He just floated, motionless.
Maybe he had moved just now, and the sword technique just now had been released. The seemingly endless light and heat did not disappear, but only stopped rising.
It's not that it's contained, it's that it's still. It seems that the light and heat that the sword technique can achieve only reaches this level. No more can be gathered.
Swordsmanship also has limits.
What he wanted to achieve through swordsmanship has now been achieved. It all depends on whether his swordsmanship is stronger or weaker than the opponent's soul-stirring swordsmanship...
Comparing heat and death?
Sounds like a joke!
At this time, the strongest force had already hit, reaching the edge of Tang Zhao's strong light!
Break it for me!
The blade of death cut through the heat like butter, cut through the bright light like tofu, and kept charging forward!
White rainbow penetrates the sun!
However, as it advanced further, the speed of the Death Sword slowed down. The black light seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. It began to shake, deflect, be torn, minced, and turned into speckled debris, which was thrown out. Then dissipate.
This reminds me of the first time the two of them tried to test it. At that time, Gui Rong drew his sword with a gorgeous sword light. At that time, Tang Zhao once tore his sword light into pieces, but it did not shake his power. Instead, he was slapped in front of his face. The sword flew away.
At that time, Gui Rong ridiculed: Why did you only cut off the sword light but not the sword element? Is it because you can't see others shining?
Tang Zhao also replied jokingly, "Yes, I just don't want others to shine better than me."
Now it seems that it is undoubtedly a strategy to hide his strength, because now, the hostile forces in front of Tang Zhao are also being ruthlessly eliminated, and he can weaken his strength.
Every piece of black light takes away a bit of real power. A force field formed in front of Tang Zhao, as if there were countless bone-scraping steel knives, peeling everything off the enemy to the bone, scraping it into pieces inch by inch.
If Fang Weiran sees this scene, he will definitely remember the scene when he accepted the test of being close to the sun, and immediately react: It's space!
The space around Tang Zhao is distorted, and any force approaching will become distorted and broken.
And Gui Rong’s response is...
Don’t deal with it!
The moment he broke the sand clock, all his thoughts were gone, without any extra thoughts.
At this time, just like the name of his swordsmanship, he will use all his strength to fight to the death.
On the way, he seemed to feel that his power was dissipating and the sword element that protected him was leaving his body, but it didn't matter. As a dead man, he abandoned everything except -
kill!
At this time, after reaching a certain limit, he suddenly realized that he was being pulled in the direction of Tang Zhao by a strange pulling force!
Then, the integration itself and the power of integration are disintegrating!
This speed was so fast that in almost an instant, Gui Rong was on the verge of collapse!
Only he himself knew this change. In the eyes of others, he accelerated before reaching the finish line!
He can actually speed up!
At this time, Gui Rong had no other thoughts, and could only hold on to the last strength and rush forward!
Even if it's just inertia, rush over and crash into it!
It doesn't matter even if there is not one in ten or one in a hundred, what he relies on is never that huge power, but death itself.
It only takes a trace of death to touch the other person's body to take away all his life. Life is so fragile and cannot bear to dance with death.
Die!
In the eyes of everyone, at the last distance, Gui melted into a blur of shadows. Only the cold light was the clearest, pointing straight to the center and motionless, like Tang Zhao in the sky.
The last inch - hit!
That cold light stabbed Tang Zhao with the last layer of unmistakable dark power.
At this time, Tang Zhao finally changed.
He was still suspended like a statue, not even able to read a finger.
In the void, a light-condensed hand stretched out, its fingers pressed together.
Clamped the sword.
Just like flames clamping ice, the winner is determined in an instant
Black light flashed, then melted into the light.
The power of death that was so prosperous for a while and made all living beings tremble with fear dissipated.
Only Gui Rong's thin and broken body was left, as well as the sword in his hand still in a charging posture.
At this time, the only color left in the world was love, and the surrounding area was golden. The light shone on his body, making his body appear in colors other than black and white for the first time.
Bright as sunlight, a color he had never had before.
There seemed to be blood on his face.
Gui Rong's expression changed from determination to shock, from shock to doubt, and finally to realization:
"you are not human!"
In the light, no one could hear his voice, only Tang Zhao could see his mouth shape.
But Tang Zhao didn't even make any mouth movements, and his floating body was like a calm well, without a trace of ripples.
Gui Rong only found the answer in his eyes:
"bingo."
Gui Rong continued to ask: "What are you?"
This time the question couldn't be answered by Tang Zhao's eyes, although he was willing to answer it.
He just answered silently in his heart:
I am a celestial being.
Gui Rong obviously couldn't hear the answer, and couldn't understand it when he heard it. He just had too many doubts in his heart and continued to ask himself: "No matter what you are - can't you die? My current death power , has transcended life and can weather stones, dry up rivers, and extinguish volcanoes!”
Of course celestial bodies will die and collapse into black holes...
but--
The life span of rocks, water, and fire may be thousands or tens of thousands of years, but the life span of celestial bodies is astronomical units.
Billions of years...
How can the mysteries of the universe be touched by you with just a sword?
I can't now.
I just slightly imitated the existence of celestial bodies in an attempt to escape the rules set by the human world.
You don't understand this.
Pass away with your fragile life and empty mind that has never read a book.
Gui Rong didn't understand Tang Zhao's answer, nor could he hear Tang Zhao's consistent sarcasm, but he understood Tang Zhao's eyes.
He was urging himself on.
A victor urges himself to fulfill the rules agreed before the war:
The winner lives, the loser dies!
He doesn't even need to commit suicide. The existence that is too close to the celestial body will disintegrate. As long as the last trace of sword yuan's protection is removed, Guirong will completely disappear from this world. The sword essence was already passing by rapidly. He has been truly "returning to the light".
However……
A smile appeared on Gui Rong's face, which was already cracked. Although it seemed a bit self-deprecating, it was more of a mockery and pride.
Tang Zhao secretly frowned:
What, it’s not over yet?
You don't keep your promise?
In that case, let's keep fighting.
Tang Zhao lost a lot of strength with his continuous sword skills, but he still had courage left. He was just wondering what tricks Guirong had at this time?
However, Gui Rong quickly turned around, turned his back to Tang Zhao, changed the direction of his sword, and struck out boldly, slashing through with a sword light!
That's the direction of the auditorium!
After the exhaustion of the desperate fight, this sword light was pitifully thin and looked crooked. Even the sword light from the most immature swordsman was stronger than this. Even if Tang Zhao gradually withdrew the celestial force field, the sword light was so weak that it seemed that it would dissipate after only a few steps.
However, it was something of a clarion call that started something big.
Somewhere somewhere, a white-haired old man opened his eyes, flicked his finger, and unsheathed his sword three inches.
At the same time, an old man in a wheelchair pressed a button almost at the same time.
Buzz…
boom!
There was a huge roar that shook the ground.
Golden Crow, who was watching the battle underground, jumped a few steps, looked around, and shouted, "What's going on?"
Tang Zhao was instantly pulled out of the celestial state. Before he could recover his sword energy, he swung his sword and called a little tiger to defend himself. He only thought in his mind:
I knew they had a treacherous plan!
He immediately lowered his head and looked at a certain place. At that time, he suspected that there was a mechanism there, so he kept a cautious eye on it. At this time, he looked there first.
Sure enough - the stands collapsed!
