"Why did you become so strong all of a sudden?"
Demon Sword Zuo was stunned for a moment. The opponent's attack was approaching. When he came to his senses, he picked another sword star and turned it into a tassel around the hilt of the sword.
"This trick is useful outside, but it's useless here!"
Zhao Fan's laughter resounded throughout the void and chaos, and the shuttle-shaped Imperial Armament Book jammed the blade of the long sword!
At the same time, his sword struck the hilt and the tassel that symbolized the demon sword Zuo's body!
A real hit!
No more time and space dislocation!
"boom!"
The long sword was split a hundred million miles away!
It fell on the mountains outside Heishajiao.
Demon Sword Zuo appeared in person, but his hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably, and there was a shocking puncture from his shoulder to his abdomen, and blood was flowing out!
"impossible……"
Demon Sword Zuo looked at his injuries in disbelief.
"Take the knife!"
Zhao Fan's figure suddenly appeared above the former, but there was no spatial fluctuation.
The sword light of the emperor's name was as dazzling as a waterfall, flowing down!
"The final chapter of the Way of the Sword!"
Demon Sword Zuo's sword stars were instantly replenished and he took four more sword stars. He raised his proud head and said, "Seven stars explode in a row!"
The remaining three sword stars separated from the body and turned into black lines covering the body surface of Demon Sword Zuo!
The four layers of superimposed black lines caused Demonic Sword Zuo's aura to plunge into a violent rage!
Even his own life state was like lava erupting crazily.
"You don't want your life?"
Zhao Fan instantly felt that even though he had the aura of home court, the opponent's power surpassed him at this moment!
Demon Sword Zuo is fighting regardless of his life!
How could Zhao Fan confront someone head-on?
His body, along with the emperor's name and the emperor's military pedigree, suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Demon Sword Zuo suddenly lost his target, and he roared in a low voice: "Come out!"
One sword, and another, piercing the void.
Zhao Fan in the dark looked at it with fear, because the Chaos Heart Symbol showed signs of instability amid such sword power. It was fine for a short time, but if it lasted for a long time, the reflection would collapse and they would return to reality. chaos!
but!
Every time Demon Sword Zuo swings his sword, his injuries will worsen!
Life is also passing away!
But there is still no sign of Zhao Fan!
Finally, when there was not much life left in him, his consciousness returned to clarity, and all the black lines on his body dissipated. He was severely injured and sat on the ground helplessly holding his sword.
As for Zhao Fan, he appeared again, and he felt relieved. If there were another dozen or twenty sword strikes of that level, the Chaos Heart Talisman would really not be able to bear it.
"I...lost."
Demon Sword Zuo looked at Zhao Fan dimly, "After this battle, I have made it clear the direction of perfecting the Supreme Sword Dao. Thank you very much."
"Is that all it takes to thank you?"
There was anger on Zhao Fan's face, "We had planned a fight beforehand, but you suddenly changed your mind and it became a life-or-death duel. If I hadn't made a temporary breakthrough, I would have fallen by your sword."
"Without a life-and-death duel, how can we attain enlightenment?"
Demon Sword Zuo smiled and said: "If your anger cannot be calmed, then take action. I am overdrawn and cannot fight anymore. And after seeing the road to the end of the supreme sword path, even if I die, I will die without regrets." ”
Zhao Fan's eyes were staring coldly at Demon Sword Zuo.
He raised the Emperor's Name in his hand and slashed at the demon sword Zuo who was being slaughtered!
As for Demon Sword Zuo, he closed his eyes and welcomed death with a relaxed expression.
Just when the light of the sword was about to drown the latter's figure, Zhao Fan thought, "Chaos Heart Talisman, disperse!"
In an instant!
He and Demon Sword Zuo returned to the chaos of reality.
The light of the sword that struck the opponent has also disappeared!
a long time.
"Huh?" Demon Sword Zuo opened his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you kill me?"
"never mind."
Zhao Fan shook his head, put away the emperor's name and the emperor's military record, turned around and floated into the void, and his voice echoed in the black sand corners, "Today, we will never have any grudges or exchanges with each other."
Demon Sword Zuo looked at the retreating figure in white robes, his face expressionless, but a fleeting fluctuation passed through his heart, and that fluctuation was regret.
He pursued the supreme swordsmanship, but lost an irreplaceable intersection.
In contrast.
At this moment, he actually felt that what he had gained was not as much as he had lost.
Immediately.
Demon Sword Zuo's heart is no longer entangled. The Supreme Sword Dao is destined to be a lonely road forward. What has passed will not be looked back.
His current injuries will not be able to recover in a short time. After all, the last seven stars exploded in a row, and the four-layer black pattern possession is equivalent to the forbidden art of life for him. He must either heal himself over a long period of time, or through the extremely rare imperial power. Use spiritual elixirs to heal injuries, or achieve breakthroughs in the supreme swordsmanship.
Therefore, it was very difficult for Demon Sword Zuo to move, so he could only lean on the sword and leave with the sword!
