ultimate dark villain

"It's okay, you've tried your best." Shaking his head lightly, although he was still angry in his heart, the Lord of Ghosts and Evils could understand the decision of the Lord of Sun Flame. , Naturally, he will not fight to the death with his own hometown and his own life.

"In this way, two wins and one tie." After the Lord of Sun Flame left, Tianfo showed a smile on his face, and smiled at the Lord of Ghosts and Evil.

"Hmph, so what? Smile arrogantly, come to the next duel." With a cold snort, the Lord of Ghosts shouted to a black-clothed swordsman behind him.

Hearing the words of the Lord of Ghosts and Evil, Ao Dao smiled and raised his head slowly, without any fluctuations on his face, nodded slowly, and then walked out slowly.

Holding the bleak scimitar in his arms, he came to the field with a proud smile, and slowly watched Lin Hua and the others.

With the movement of his gaze, everyone felt an indescribable death, echoing around the people around them, making them feel a chill down their spines.

It was difficult to correspond to the cold face and the smile in his name.

A master, a rare master, different from Su Chengyou, who was directly killed by Yu Xiang, this person is definitely a top swordsman.

"The sword monk has learned the lesson." Holding the wooden sword, the sword monk lightly forehead, the same indifference, the same temperament.

"If you have extra words, don't say too much." Seeing that the opponent stood up, there were no extra words, cold words, and the breath of death, accompanied by the knife under the moon, cut out instantly, fast, fast, like a silver moon flashing.

"Why don't you put down the killing knife?" The wooden sword raised, and the sword light flashed.Although it is a wooden sword, it has the same tenacity. With a clang, the flame burst out and felt the blood on the long knife, killing, and the sword monk sighed slightly.

"Putting down the knife means letting go of my life. Master, are you willing to put down the sword in your hand?" The cold words were accompanied by the exchange of swords.Ao Dao smiled and swung the scimitar in his hand.Said slowly.

"The sword of karma and evil cannot be put down yet." The swords intersected again, and the figure was staggered. The sword monk shook his head slightly.

"hypocritical."

Flames burst forth, knives.Faster and faster.more ruthless.

"It's not hypocrisy." The wooden sword waved.Chop, sweep, block.Stab, pick, attack and defend freely, the sword monk replied.

"Then why don't you let it go? Drink!" With a drink, the energy in the body was exercised, and the knife was slashed with a thousand pounds of force.

"When there is no more evil in time, it will be the day when the sword monk will let go of his sword. Ah!" In response to the words, the long sword in his hand turned, four or two strokes of a thousand catties, instantly turning the energy into nothingness.

The swords and swords intersected again, and at the same time stimulated the energy in the body, which was also the foundation of the shocking world, and the air flow suddenly ran away, causing the earth to vibrate.

The wooden sword is swung, showing the holy light of Buddhism and Taoism.

The scimitar slashed horizontally, full of the air of death and killing.

Extreme confrontation, holy and evil confrontation.

"En!? Facing the arrogant sword with a smile, this monk can not be defeated. It is really a big deal." Looking at the battle situation, the ghost master was a little surprised.

"Don't worry, Ao Dao Yi Xiao has not used all his strength yet, I believe Ao Dao Yi Xiao will win." With a light smile, Di Shitian said to the Lord of Ghosts and Evil.

"That's right, how can they measure Ao Dao's ability?" Hearing Di Shitian's words, the Lord of Ghosts and Evils smiled lightly, stopped talking, and transferred the realization to the battle situation.

The swords and swords intersected, and the tyrannical energy flowed in all directions, constantly shaking in this wilderness.

"Drink!" He drank again, holding a scimitar, and slashed in the air.

Suddenly, the moment the scimitar slashed down, Ao Dao smiled and activated the power of magic energy in his body, and immediately the evil energy and magic power swept around his body, and an impressive wave of magic power emerged faintly.

"Death Yinhua! Drink!" With a yell, he made the first move with a proud smile.

Facing the breath of death and the power of evil energy, the sword monk showed a dignified expression, shouted lightly, and circulated the holy power of Buddha's power: "Slay karma and eliminate demons, kill and protect life!"

"Knife mad smash!"

The extreme moves are non-stop, and the head-to-head encounters are repeated, one move is stronger than the other, and there is no room or space for breathing.

"Evil Sword Ten Thousand Techniques!"

"Buddha Sword Wheel!"

Evil is against saints, machetes are against wooden swords.

The last move, the power of powerful evil spirits against the holy power of Buddha's light.

I saw the sword monk bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his feet were not moving, but he flew backwards with a smile of pride.

"You have lost this battle." The ghost master said with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, everyone had no doubts and just sighed in a low voice.

"I, I have let you down." Returning to the camp, the sword monk sighed.

"Your injury?" Yu Xiang asked.

"No problem!" The sword monk said, shaking his head lightly.

"How can you say it's okay if your inner yuan is injured?" Yu Xiang sighed and shook his head.

"Just a little recuperation." Shaking his head lightly, the sword monk said.

"I would rather be seriously injured than back down half a step. Is this the so-called perseverance? But in my eyes, how stupid?" The Lord of Ghosts and Evil snorted softly.

"It's nonsense! The next battle is Wenjian Guyue, come and learn." Wenjian Guyue, stroking her long beard, holding a long sword, walked out slowly.

"Qianjian Guyue, long time no see." Just after Wenjian Guyue came out, a middle-aged swordsman stepped out from the opponent's camp, and looked at Wenjian Guyue with a soft snort.

"It's you!" Seeing the person coming, Wen Jian Gu Yue was taken aback.

"After your sword strike back then, you should have expected today's ending. After asking Gu Yue the sword, Xie Lun Wujian learned the lesson." A trace of hatred flashed in the middle-aged swordsman's eyes, and he said coldly.

Hearing Xie Lun Wujian's words, Wen Jian Gu Yue's mind flashed past events from the past years, her heart was full of entanglements, and she felt unspeakable helplessness.

The evil spirit broke out, and the battle of helplessness detonated.

"Qianjian Guyue, if you destroy my reliance, I will take your life. Drink!" Xie Lun Wujian shouted angrily, unwilling to say any more, and only wanted to fight, a battle of life and death.

Seeing that Xie Lun Wujian pushed his right palm, he took a deep breath, and Gu Yue asked Jian, knowing that in Xie Lun Wujian's furious state, no matter how he tried to defend himself, it would be futile, so he gave a light drink and slapped his palm against each other. palm.

"Blood refines the common people!" With another shout, Xie Lun Wujian's first strike was an extreme move, and his palm seemed to be full of righteousness.But he also saw that evil energy flowed and formed that strange and powerful palm energy.

Asking Sword Gu Yue also took a deep breath when she saw this, and using all her strength, using her palm as a sword, she blasted out, "Sealing Sword Xuankong."

With a bang, a stream of dust was rolled up.

The first palm of the first meeting, yin and yang are chaotic, thunderbolt wind and cloud.

The two palms intersected, and Xie Lun Wujian turned his palms to dissolve the sword energy.

"Sword Hua Dorian!"

"Jianhua Daorian has long since died. My current name is: Xie Lun Wujian. Drink!" Not much to say.Xie Lun Wujian raised his palm again, raised his hand, sank his breath, and his body moved instantly.Showing supreme evil power.

"Evil Soul Purgatory!"

"Thousands of miles flowing clouds!" Run vigorously.Asking the sword Gu Yue saw that the ultimate move was coming.With a movement of his body, the long sword in his hand slashed, and his sleeves flipped.The peerless swordsman who has been famous for a long time, now moves to two poles with his sword, once again astonishing everyone with his skills.

"Qian Jian Gu Yue, your sword has not improved in the slightest compared to before. Drink!" With a loud shout, the long sword behind Xie Lun Wujian unsheathed and spun upwards, floating down with a mouthful of fairy wind, Xie Lun Wujian A sword around the body.

"Hey, Shuangji!" Sighed, showing helplessness, for the sake of the overall situation, for Shenzhou, and for the Holy Spirit, Gu Yue reappeared the Shuangji sword, and after a shout, his figure hovered in the air, breathing like a dragon, walking like a phoenix , lingering around the body with the sky and dust.

With the evil sword in hand, the evil energy soars to the sky.

Dao sword in hand, Zhengxuan is elegant.

"You're finally serious." Seeing Wenjian Gu Yue's powerful aura erupt, Xie Lun Wujian looked a little dignified.

"Your way has changed color." Asking Sword Gu Yue sighed.

"People's hearts change, just like the world's situation repeats! Drink!"

"You are wrong, only the Tao remains the same! Drink!"

Two shouts sparked the battle again.

When the two swords collided, there was a sound of clang, and the force of the impact struck. The tiger's mouth of the two men burst at the same time, and bright red blood dripped out.

"Your cultivation is far better than before!" Asking Sword Gu Yue felt the shocking power from the long sword, and couldn't help feeling emotional.

"If I had cultivated once back then, how could I...drink!" The memory is endless pain, and it is the killing intent transformed from pain. Drink again, and the breath of death strikes the person holding the sword again.

"Hey! Asking Sword Three Styles!" Wenjian Gu Yue held the long sword in her hand, and asked Sword Three Styles, making extreme moves, but her heart was full of helplessness, she raised her sword, and the two fronts met again.

The interlacing of the two swords, Wen Jian Gu Yue's mind moved, recalling the past...

But at the moment when the winner was about to be decided, the sky suddenly tore open, and a powerful aura suddenly enveloped the audience.

The terrifying power of despair.

The sky was torn apart, and even the moon was trembling under this powerful force.

Under this extreme power, the entire land of China has undergone tremendous changes.

The sea water flooded back, the mountain peaks cracked, the blizzard fell, thunder and fire, the whole of China was under the influence of this extreme force, it seemed that the end was coming.

The bleak mourning voices everywhere are the most grievous accusation against the empress dowager.

"The sun, the moon, and the stars are not as dazzling as me, and there is no one beyond my side in the universe"

The domineering title of the poem, the changes of the world.

Lin Hua, Yu Xiang, and Yin Yuexing were surprised at the same time.

This poem, is it...

Throwing the sky and destroying the Dao, destroying the sky and the ultimate style, the number one martial artist who shattered the void in the past, the demon god Jiuluo, tore apart the boundaries of space, and descended on the land of Shenzhou.

Lighten the toes, and the Demon God enters the world. In an instant, Shenzhou couldn't bear the power of the extreme sky, and it was instantly out of balance.

With red robes, long red hair, and an indifferent face, Jiuluo, the number one martial artist in ancient times, tore apart the space.

"The Holy Spirit Stone, the seed of the world, I never thought that such a fetish would be born in my broken and empty world." Eyes opened slightly, and indifferent words came out.

"Juluo!" All the people present couldn't help but turn pale as they didn't know who this person was.

Even people in different dimensions are no exception. Although they also want to obtain the Holy Spirit, they don't want to break the Divine Land.

And Jiuluo is different, whether it is to completely absorb the energy in it, or to take it away from Shenzhou, it will cause unimaginable harm.

"En!? The existence of ants, drink!" With a shout, Jiuluo moved his hands completely, and suddenly burst out with energy.

The formidable power swept in all directions, Gu Yue and Xie Lun Wujian who were in the arena were the first to bear the brunt of being bombarded by the energy and died on the spot.

"An arrow from the Ice God!"

"Flying in the sky!"

"Magic resentment everywhere!"

"Don't ask about the years, let the wind sing!"

All extreme moves were used to resist the air flow. Emperor Lin Huafeng felt the energy and blood in his body surging instantly when he touched the energy, which was hard to contain. (To be continued..)

ps: After finishing the last battle, it’s over~ I’m going to prepare a new book