The terrifying shock wave lingered for a long time even over the canyon.
At this time, the battle between Luo Xinghe, Xiao Aotian and Nie Feng had also come to an end.
Luo Xinghe was on the side of the canyon, covered in blood.
His body was in an extremely miserable state, with wounds from swords and swords all over his body, which was very terrifying.
The breath is also much weaker than before, and it is not as majestic as before.
He was half kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily while blood was dripping.
The hands supporting the ground could not help but slap the ground at this time, looking extremely angry, and his mouth kept roaring: "Damn it!"
"Damn humans!"
"I, Luo Xinghe, am actually hurt by you in such a situation."
"How can you ants have such power!!!"
"I, Luo Xinghe, swear that I will kill all the humans in the secret realm."
"ah!!!"
The roaring sound was very deafening.
And in the canyon opposite Luo Xingchen, Xiao Aotian, a white-haired man, was standing on the edge of the canyon, with no sword energy in his body.
Thousands of white hairs were flying in the air.
The blood on the corner of his mouth had long since dried up, but on his chest, there was a large horrific injury burned by the lotus fire.
The burns were severe enough to penetrate the bones.
The divine sword Bai Xue was held in his hand, and the arm that could hold the sword was trembling continuously at this moment.
As if he wanted to raise his sword and fight again.
But at this time, Xiao Aotian had already exhausted all his spiritual energy. Even if he had a sword body, he could not ignore the injuries on his body and walk against the sword.
However, Xiao Aotian's expression contained a hint of a smile.
There was no trace of sadness or regret at all, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to be murmuring: "Sect Master, this disciple has embarrassed you."
"As the holy son of the Sword Sect, I hold the divine sword Bai Xue and the forbidden sword body."
"But I can't even kill a foreign genius."
"Sad, deplorable!"
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
It seems that this battle gave Xiao Aotian a huge blow.
On the Dongxuan Continent, no one is wary of his powerful sword, and no one is wary of his future growth.
But he has experienced the battle with Su Yang, and now the battle with Luo Xinghe.
Xiao Aotian gradually put away the arrogance in his heart, and the sword heart also returned to calm at this time.
In an instant, the sword sect token that Xiao Aotian wore suddenly surged out of the sword energy, and this sword energy flowed into Xiao Aotian's body like clear spring water.
When he felt the sword energy entering his body, Xiao Aotian shuddered, and then he knelt down and said, "Sect Master!! Disciple realizes his mistake."
"I will definitely not let down the expectations of everyone in the Sword Sect."
"I, Xiao Aotian, will definitely become the ultimate sword god!!!"
As Xiao Aotian finished speaking, at this moment, his originally weak sword energy dissipated from his body, and in an instant, terrible power broke out again.
The white snow in my hands kept shaking.
Xiao Aotian looked at Luo Xinghe on the opposite canyon. His whole body was like a peerless sword and disappeared in an instant.
At this time, Luo Xinghe didn't even notice that Xiao Aotian's body was missing.
He only felt a gust of wind, as if passing through his neck. When he saw the white-haired figure in front of him, Luo Xinghe's pupils suddenly widened, and he was about to spit out a few words.
The head with wide-eyed pupils suddenly fell to the ground.
The blood from his neck continued to gush out like spring water.
After using this sword, Xiao Aotian fell to his knees completely and said with a chuckle: "I... have a sword!!!"
Luo Xinghe's head rolled to the ground, his pupils were still wide open, and his mouth was opening and closing, as if he was saying his last words.
Ridiculously Aotian's sword had already killed Luo Xinghe's soul.
After opening and closing his mouth a few times, Luo Xinghe stopped moving! ! !
The rest of the body also fell to the ground with a thud.
As the best general-level genius of the Lotus Fire alien race, he was finally killed by Xiao Aotian with one sword! ! !
.....
The other side of the canyon.
Crazy Sword Nie Feng was lying on the ground with blood gurgling from his mouth.
The fiery red hair looked extremely coquettish at this moment.
His eyes stared into the void, filled with indescribable sadness and despair.
The Crazy Sword had already split into two pieces beside him. The blood-colored blade was extremely strange, but it could not exude that amazing sword energy.
Nie Feng's body was covered with burning wounds caused by the power of lotus fire.
His breath was very weak, and even breathing was extremely difficult.
Nie Feng slowly twisted his neck and looked at the two-parted Crazy Saber beside him. He gradually smiled, opened and closed his mouth and said, "Old... friend... thank you, thank you for your existence."
"I...Nie Feng, I am not worthy to be your master."
"I'm sorry...every generation of the Nie family..."
"So tired, I'm really tired..."
As Nie Feng murmured, his eyes gradually closed, and the last ray of life disappeared into this terrifying secret realm.
At this time, the sky above the entire canyon was extremely quiet.
It was as if nothing had happened, and as if everything was over.
The corpses of monks and monster beasts were scattered all over the ground.
Only within a hundred miles radius of the canyon was the mess caused by lotus fire, sword energy, and knife energy.
The Purple Lightning Crazy Lion and others who had just been impacted by the force below the canyon also suffered varying degrees of injuries and fell in various directions.
The worst ones were the Purple Lightning Crazy Lion and Man Erza.
The two of them were the first to be hit by the wave. If Manerza hadn't used Barbarian Possession with his backhand at the moment the energy wave hit, and strengthened his own physical strength, he probably wouldn't have been able to share the impact damage from the others.
As for the Purple Lightning Crazy Lion, although his skin is rough and fleshy, apart from the protection of his fighting spirit and the power of thunder, he has no other means of strengthening his body.
Naturally, he was seriously injured, and the purple hair on his body was almost bald.
The corners of his mouth were still showing his teeth, but the muscles on his face were twitching continuously, looking extremely painful.
The rest of the people were also knocked unconscious by the impact of that force.
At this moment, if anyone wants to take action against the Purple Lightning Crazy Lion and the others, it is as easy as trampling an ant to death.
It's a pity that during the bloody battle just now, except for the monks who escaped or the monks in other secret areas, there was no one around the entire canyon.
However, just then.
A figure was coming slowly from a distance.
He was wearing a Daxia dragon robe, with a purple gold dragon crown on his head, and the spirit of a real dragon on his feet, making him look domineering.
He looked at the tragic scene in front of him. His right hand was clasped behind his back. Sometimes he clenched his fist, sometimes he said softly: "Tsk, tsk, it seems that even God is helping me Xia Rulong."
"Su Yang, it's time to resolve the matter between us."
"It's time for me to absorb your power."
"Huh! I've been waiting for so long, but I didn't expect that the aliens would help me a lot."
"I have to say that the battle just now was really exciting. Unfortunately, what does it have to do with me?"
The third prince came to the sky above the canyon abyss like a spring breeze.
At this moment, he looked like the ultimate winner of a game, showing a confident and playful smile...
