The Huntian stick, as huge as a pillar of heaven, collided with the first peerless sword intent. The Dharma path was extinguished at the point of collision, and the void collapsed. There were constant roars and loud noises. At the peak of the explosion, the four sides were plunged into chaos. Eerie silence.
This situation did not last long. The Huntian Stick smashed the sword into pieces like a piece of wood.
Soon he encountered the second peak sword intent.
The scene was even more horrifying. This time, a tide of power shook out, causing the void of 100,000 meters to tremble wildly. Some strong men had to resort to means to counter the aftermath.
Regardless of being seriously injured, Samsara King was about to activate a protective secret method to prevent the battle between the two from spreading too widely.
At this time, at the edge of 100,000 meters, bright yellow talismans lit up, and countless yellow paper talismans rose into the sky, forming an unimaginably wide ancient talisman array.
The voice of the Lord of the Talisman Gate came from afar.
"This can be regarded as a small apology for my previous action. In the midst of extreme chaos, our Fu Sect will never set foot in Kyushu again."
Everyone's eyes moved, and before they had time to think about the meaning of the Lord of the Talisman Sect's move, a clear and crisp sound of breaking suddenly came from the front.
Many people frowned and were so horrified that they could not restrain themselves.
The peak sword that Li Xuanzhen summoned with the sword stone was also shattered by the stick, and the sword energy flew in all directions.
But fortunately, that's all with one stick.
The results of the fight were evenly matched.
Li Xuanzhen stood there, motionless, while the young king of Kyushu, who transformed into a giant body, was holding a giant stick and panting a little.
"No! It's not a tie!"
Suddenly someone shouted.
"What's the meaning?"
"Look carefully, Senior Li's two strongest swordsmanship have been destroyed. It will be difficult for him to use this peerless sword in a short time. But this young king, the blessings on his body are not as strong as after one blow. Just leave, I’m just a little tired!”
"this……"
Some were stunned speechless.
And the fact was indeed as the person before had speculated. After Jiang Chen sucked away the spiritual energy in a radius of 100,000 meters in several large gulps, he quickly raised the Huntian Stick in his hand again.
Seeing this scene, Li Xuanzhen's hand holding the spirit sword trembled unconsciously.
You are still young, you are a bit too energetic, right?
After doing one move with all your strength, you took two breaths of air and you recovered?
"Lao Deng, have you ever seen a stick technique that falls from the sky? This stick of mine can destroy fourteen states!"
Jiang Chen surrounded the Huntian Stick with both hands, made it even bigger, lifted it up with all his strength, and slammed it down. The clouds were covered by this stick. From below, it looked like the sky collapsed and fell.
"Junior!"
Li Xuanzhen's eyes were about to burst, and he had no choice but to fight. He took out a yellowed ancient page with a scrawled sword on it. This was a relic from an even more ancient era that he had obtained, passed down from an unimaginable existence.
In the past, Li Xuanzhen used it for cultivation and enlightenment, but now he had to use it to save his life.
The sword paper flew out and evolved into an ancient divine sword in the void, slashing upwards.
"boom"
Jiang Chen was shocked by the backlash, but at this moment, his body was indestructible, and his energy and blood were burning like a furnace, so he was not affected at all, and he quickly swung his stick down again.
After three strikes in succession, the phantom of the Ancient Divine Sword could not hold up and collapsed directly.
Jiang Chen seemed to have found the most suitable fighting method for him. His eyes were shining, and while he was sucking in the spiritual energy of the Nine Provinces, he was like a barbarian, waving the Huntian Stick wildly. He really felt like a demon king.
"Lao Deng, remember, the one who kills you is the Chaos God Ox King!"
When the dance reached a point of excitement, he shouted loudly and swore his name once again.
The iron pillar in the distance was dumbfounded. It suddenly regretted that it had tricked its second uncle into shouting out the phrase "the bond between brothers." Looking at his father's state, if he really shouted it out, he would probably only do it in a very passionate way. respond.
When the time comes, the only one who will be embarrassed is himself, his son.
At this moment, Li Xuanzhen was in extreme pain. His sword was unable to compete with this terrifying iron rod, so he had to use one trump card after another.
A broken sword contained the aura of cutting through eternity, but it only managed to resist twice.
A black-blood Bodhi, transformed into a demon Buddha, only resisted for a moment, and half of the stick hit Li Xuanzang, almost killing him.
The realm of swordsmanship, billions of flying swords...
…
All kinds of back-ups, none of them can stop Jiang Chen who is like a god and a devil.
In the end, Li Xuanzhen's face was as dark as water. He no longer had the calmness and unruliness at the beginning, and his whole face turned completely cold.
"Junior, don't force me!"
During the battle, he had actually admitted defeat and tried to use provocative means to escape. For a great swordsman, this was equivalent to losing face.
But the other party was unwilling to give in, using mysterious methods to imprison the world, and seemed to be determined to keep him.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's whole body was burning with blood and flames, and his sanity seemed to have been burned away. He did not respond, but instead dragged the Huntian Stick towards him even more violently.
"Okay! If you don't let me go, then we will fight to the death today!"
This great sword cultivator seemed to have made some decision.
Among the crowd watching the battle in the distance, some vague and majestic figures suddenly turned and walked away, as if they were afraid of something.
"Senior, why is this?" someone said.
"Run quickly, it's too late. If a great sword cultivator goes all out, he has to use the Dao sword. He will devote all his life's understanding to paying the price of destroying the Dao. Using Dao as a sword, that is the world's greatest sword. The most terrifying killing move!"
"What?"
"A strong man of this level sacrifices everything with one sword?"
"Run!"
Some people were frightened out of their wits and quickly retreated.
At this time, Li Xuanzhen was holding the spiritual sword that already had several gaps in his hand. His young face suddenly began to age. Slowly, an old man with a white beard appeared on the scene, with slender arms and slender fingers.
It was obvious that he was born to be a good swordsman.
"Junior! If you hadn't lived through thousands of years, your blood has become depleted, your body has weakened and your soul has aged, you would not be worthy of my sword!"
He held the sword in one hand, his eyes flashed with cold light, and a vague Dharma path appeared behind him. It looked like a long river, and it was filled with countless terrifying sword intent.
A series of sharp edges spread across the sky and the earth, seeming to be able to cut off everything in the world.
When Li Xuanzhen slowly raised his hand, the phantom of the Dharma behind him that had been condensed with his life's hard work began to tremble, and countless sword lights flew up, separated from the long river, and merged into the sword in his hand.
"Buzz"
The long sword roared softly, and the whole world was turbulent.
Without any unnecessary words, he pressed his arm down, and the endless terrifying sword light completely annihilated a hundred miles in radius.
Jiang Chen swung his stick, and the unparalleled sword energy hit him, suppressing him alive. Blood stains began to appear on his body surface quickly, and the invisible sword light broke through his indestructibility.
At this moment, he felt death approaching!
The most famous great sword cultivator in the Daoxian era was by no means a simple figure. When he tried his best, the power of his sword was indeed enough to be called invincible.
Jiang Chen felt this, and the pain also stimulated him to wake up a little. He looked ahead at the old man who was as straight as a sword, constantly consuming what he had learned throughout his life, and wanted to kill him.
He grinned like a monster.
"Old thing!"
"I'm asking you for the third time, has your sword ever been broken?"
The deafening roar seemed to make the rain of Dharma swords in the sky pause for a moment.
Li Xuanzhen's expression suddenly changed, because in front of him, the man who was covered in blood by his "Tao Sword" was actually taking one step at a time, facing the overwhelming "sword" and enduring indescribable huge pressure.
Come towards yourself!
Every time he took a step, his aura grew stronger.
The most frightening thing was that his body was wrapped in a gray ancient power. Li Xuanzhen didn't recognize that power, but he clearly noticed that under this power, every inch of the opponent's flesh and blood began to move towards a kind of self. An incomprehensible and terrifying state change!
In the end, it seemed that one of his fingers was as strong as the spiritual sword in his hand!
When Jiang Chen came to Li Xuanzhen, his body of a thousand feet had disappeared, and his whole body was covered with a layer of mist, vague gray air, mysterious and unpredictable.
He reached out his hand indifferently and grabbed the edge of Li Xuanzhen's sword.
"you want……"
Li Xuanzhen was stunned for a moment.
The veins on Jiang Chen's arms swelled.
"Click"
The spiritual sword, together with all the swordsman's lifelong knowledge and thousands of swords, were all broken into two pieces by this man's big hands!
