The flowers have fallen, and the sword has arrived.
This time Shi Zhixuan did not retreat anymore. He stood in the void, his face was angular and heroic. He raised his right arm and then slashed down hard without any reservation. He reached the peak of his power. The power of the fist was several times more powerful than the previous one, as if it could collapse mountains.
At the same time, the phantoms also punched out, and the figures blasted towards the sword light at the same time. In an instant, there was only a soft popping sound, and the petals were finally broken open and turned into dots of starlight. , gradually annihilated.
"Sure enough, your realm is the same as mine. No wonder you have nothing to fear." Pei Qing said calmly when he saw this. Then, he stepped on the void and came to Shi Zhixuan in a flash. The Ming Suzaku Sword in his hand stabbed Shi Zhixuan's chest. A sword, simple and unpretentious, but unparalleled in its sharpness, wanted to penetrate Shi Zhixuan's body.
The speed of this sword was so fast that it was impossible to defend against it. Shi Zhixuan's expression suddenly changed, and he made seals with his fingers. Spiritual energy surged around him, and the true energy in his body roared. The formation chart rotated crazily, turning into a vortex, trying to swallow everything.
"Buzz." The Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword trembled slightly, passing through the vortex and across the void. Shi Zhixuan's throat was oozing with traces of blood, tick, tick.
Shi Zhixuan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his neck, his face extremely gloomy. If he hadn't reacted in time, the sword just now would have cut his throat.
"We are both land gods. I am a swordsman. You are no match for me." Pei Qing said calmly, his tone still calm. He is a pure swordsman, best at attacking methods, killing to stop killing, but Shi Zhixuan also He is not weak, he is a strong person in the magic way, and he has reached the peak of illusion, swordsmanship and boxing skills.
"You underestimate me!" Shi Zhixuan's expression was stern, his body was suspended in mid-air, and his clothes were hunting. He pointed forward with his fingers, and wisps of demonic intent flowed between his fingers. His breath became particularly evil, making the void A demonic wind blew up.
Pei Qing's expression did not waver at all, as if he had long been accustomed to it. The Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword was moving forward, and the sword energy was overwhelming, like a flood bursting its embankment, unstoppable. However, more and more demonic winds were covering the void, turning into One after another, pitch-black demonic fingers, mixed with demonic will, were killing Pei Qing from all directions.
A breath of thousands of miles, a finger turning into a palm, covering the sky.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Hearing a dense banging sound, the Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword collided with the devil's palm, and a terrifying force burst out instantly. Pei Qing groaned, and retreated in the void. His eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he looked at Shi Zhixuan, I saw his fingers kept flicking, and the devil fingers flew out, continuing to kill him.
"What a powerful attack. He actually forced me to take three steps back. His magic skills should not be underestimated." A sharp luster flashed in Pei Qing's eyes. This magic technique was really weird and terrifying.
Shi Zhixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously a little surprised by Pei Qing's fighting prowess. His lips moved and he uttered a bone-chilling sound: "The Demonic Finger of All Things!"
As the words fell, the demonic intention between heaven and earth seemed to solidify. Shi Zhixuan's body disappeared, replaced by endless demonic fingers. Each demonic finger contained destructive power, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, blocking all escape routes.
The fingers were like rain of swords, coming with the force of thunder, and the whole world seemed to be enveloped by the magic fingers. This scene gave people an extremely shocking feeling.
Looking at the demonic fingers all over the sky, Pei Qing couldn't help but show a solemn look. He thought, and the Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword trembled violently in his hand. The sword was burning with flames, burning everything. At this moment, his figure suddenly became blurry. , turned into two identical people, one holding a sword to kill, the other holding a sword to protect.
In an instant, a supreme sword intent was born between heaven and earth, and the might of the sword swept across the entire void.
"Sword Domain?!" Shi Zhixuan's heart trembled violently. This guy actually understood the Sword Domain and integrated it into his sword moves.
This approach is almost equivalent to abandoning the sword domain and using sword intention to carry the power of the sword domain. This requires much understanding and talent.
I saw Pei Qing's whole body emitting dazzling brilliance, and his sword soared into the sky. At this moment, he exuded an aura that looked down on the world, as if everything in the world must surrender in front of him.
The sword field filled the air, and nine swords flew together.
With one sword strike, mountains and rivers are shattered.
When the two swords came out, the world was silent.
Three swords came out, and everything was in chaos.
The west sword comes out, and all living beings appear.
The five swords come out and the world respects them.
Six swords are drawn out, and the sun and moon have no brightness.
The seven swords are drawn out, and the ghosts and gods cry.
When the eight swords came out, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
When the nine swords come out, everything is destroyed.
In an instant, the nine swords flew together and collided with the devil fingers all over the sky. A loud explosion-like sound continued to be heard. In the void, there were faint and terrifying aftermaths spreading out, destroying a hundred miles in radius.
"puff!"
The violent energy made Huanwan unable to withstand it. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. She looked at the world with horrified eyes. She saw Pei Qing walking back in embarrassment, his face slightly pale. On the other side, Shi Zhixuan had two broken fingers. , a hideous scar on his chest.
"You are worthy of being the fifth master of swordsmanship in the world. I am worthy of my reputation. I lost." Shi Zhixuan looked at Pei Qing and said slowly. There was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He had resisted such a terrible blow just now, and even his physical body had suffered it. A little damage, if you force luck, it may be counterattacked.
Pei Qing did not answer, but looked at Shi Zhixuan calmly. The next moment, his figure suddenly became illusory, and he appeared in front of Shi Zhixuan, and struck out with another sword.
"Stinky pig head, wait!" Huanwan wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He saw the sword blooming with endless sword light. The sword light was brilliant and boundless, revealing an unparalleled domineering sword power. Shi Zhixuan wanted to avoid it. , but it was too late, the body was first penetrated, leaving a bloody hole, and blood flowed out.
"Pfft..."
Shi Zhixuan's pupils were dilated, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were twitching slightly. He leaned back and fell heavily to the ground with a crisp thud. His eyes stared into the void.
A sad and miserable emotion filled the air, and he knew that he was going to die.
His body trembled slightly, and a heroic figure of a woman appeared in his mind. Her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and her every smile was captivating and heart-pounding.
"Goodbye." Shi Zhixuan murmured, closed his eyes, and his body gradually stiffened.
The strongest evil king of the modern demon sect has fallen!
With the victory or defeat decided, Pei Qing turned back to look at Huan Huan and said in a calm tone: "This is not a sword debate. Since we are enemies, we cannot show mercy. Do you understand?"
After hearing what Pei Qing said, Huanwan looked startled and fell silent. Pei Qing was right. Discussing swords is a battle of life and death. There is no right or wrong. If you treat a friend, you should not kill him, but treat him as an enemy. At this time, there is no mercy, only killing.
"Let's go, it's time to hurry up." Pei Qing said again and stepped forward.
Huanwan's eyes flickered, and she glanced at Shi Zhixuan's corpse, then followed Pei Qing's footsteps and continued on their way. They were going to find the Western Sui Xie Valley in the world's swordsmanship.
