The strongest training system

Chapter 874
A decisive battle that has arrived ahead of time, the king of the gods, the battle for the pinnacle of the gods, is now unfolding.

The sword of the real dragon pierced the space in front of him and opened up the battle situation. With a slash of Jin Ye's long sword, Shanhe Ming's red light burst out, and a chilling aura filled the battle situation.

Jin Ye's blade was glowing red. Seeing this, Wang Hao concentrated his divine power on the True Dragon Sword and held it head-on.

"Peng..." There was a loud noise, and the temple shook...

The fate of the mountains and rivers, the sword of the mountains and rivers, as the name suggests, inherits the will of the mountains and rivers of the world, and carries the reincarnation of the mountains and rivers.

Wang Hao only felt the quaint aura of avenues, there was no more slaughter, no more battles, it was just that the years were passing irresistibly.

"Ka..." There are cracks between the real dragons. This is not a crack caused by a strong impact, but a crack caused by the passage of time.

"Ka, ka, ka..." Under the erosion of the ages, the True Dragon Sword shattered into pieces inch by inch.

"Ah!" Even Wang Hao couldn't resist the situation of the years, and his temples gradually turned gray.

This is only the power of Shanhe Ming, not Jin Ye's personal strength. If he is really the creator of Shanhe Ming, then how powerful this person will be at his peak.

Wang Hao didn't dare to imagine, nor would he think about it. He wouldn't think about other people's strength, but only measured his own. The way of swordsmanship is righteous, and he is by no means weaker than others.

"One sword transforms ten thousand dharma" Wang Hao shouted loudly, and the righteousness of the sword spewed out immediately, and a sword light shot at Jin Ye who held the fate of the mountains and rivers, and turned into two in front of Jin Ye, then four, eight, and multiplied ...

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." Thousands of sword glows passed through Jin Ye's body, leaving bloodstains on his body.

He was injured, but Wang Hao was also having a hard time. Cultivation is a struggle to cross the mortal world. Time is life.

At this time, Wang Hao was eroded by the years, and his boundless blood was gradually fading. This was the trace of the most glorious years gone, and it was far more serious than the trauma.

"Is this your strength?" Jin Ye said with a little disappointment, as if Wang Hao was not worthy to be his opponent.

Wang Hao's heart trembled. Not long ago, he regarded him as his friend, as his brother, and even on the battlefield, he was willing to hand over his back to him. Unexpectedly, today, he even thought that he was even qualified to be his opponent. nothing.

Impossible, in this world, only Wang Hao can look down on opponents, underestimate opponents, there is absolutely no one in this world who can not regard him as his opponent, and he will never allow it.

"Ah!" Wang Hao became ruthless, his swordsmanship was boundless, he struck at Jin Ye, his sword transformed Wan Yi, and his sword defeated Wan Xiong...

Seeing this, Jin Ye quickly turned Shanheming at such a fast speed that even Wang Hao could hardly see the afterimage of Shanheming clearly with his golden pupils.

Under Jin Ye's operation, the righteousness of the sword is so hard to come by, the years are ruthless, and he is almost invincible in this world. Wang Hao has no way to deal with him at all.

"If this is your strength, then our early decisive battle can end here, and you have no reason for me to spare your life." Jin Ye smiled, with disdain, but evil spirit, and Wang Hao The Jin Ye I used to know didn't have the slightest overlap.

As soon as Wang Hao gritted his teeth, he must not just lose like this. This is an early contest, a battle for the position of the future god king, and a battle for life and death.

"Drink" Wang Hao yelled, and the righteousness of the sword appeared again. This time it was the sword of a gentleman, which Wang Hao realized when he made friends with Jin Ye.

When the sword light is shot, there are no moves, only the endless sword intent. This sword intent is the beginning of the sincere friendship between Wang Hao and Jin Ye, so let's use this sword to end it!
After this sword, no matter what the life ratio is, how life or death is, Wang Hao will not blame others, because he, Wang Hao and Jin Ye are no longer friends, brothers, he is concerned about Wang Hao's journey to become the king of gods. Above, the strongest opponent.

Jin Ye was impacted by the gentleman's sword, and Shanhe Ming's spirit of time was cut off for a moment, and he seized this moment to attack again.

"Ranning" Wang Hao shouted loudly, a black flame ignited on Jin Ye's body, the flame was extremely intense, and burned all over Jin Ye's body at an extremely fast speed.

In front of Wang Hao's eyes, Jin Ye has turned into a black ball of fire, but it can still be seen that he is tall and straight, holding the life of the mountains and rivers in his hand, and is motionless.

"Is it over like this?" Wang Hao said to himself, the burning sword skill is the sword power evolved from the righteousness of the sword, and no one will easily break through it except him.

"Wang Hao, you did a good job." Although the black flame was still burning, Jin Ye was still able to make a sound, the voice was very flat, and it seemed that he was not affected by the inextinguishable black flame.

"Hahahaha..." After that, there was a burst of insolent laughter, very domineering, and the sound wave was full of majestic power, and Wang Hao's scalp was numb from the shock.

"In this way, you are worthy of being my opponent, come on!" Shanheming in Jinye's hand exuded a cool breath.

The crimson blade gradually turned from red to blue, and a stream of water vapor was drawn from Shanhe Ming to Jin Ye's body, and the aura of burning black flames gradually diminished and gradually extinguished.

At this time, Jin Ye, although he was in a bit of a mess, his clothes were burnt to tatters, black and black, but his handsome face really revealed his madness and evil spirit.

Shanheming's blade and hilt have all turned from red to blue, and the aura of time exuded is still the same, but it has changed, from a bloody murderous aura to a cool and light aura.

Wang Hao was startled. Shanhe Ming seemed to have the same ability as his swordsmanship, and he had met his opponent.

I don't know what the end of this battle will be, but it doesn't matter what the surprise is in Wang Hao's heart at this moment. He is so excited when he meets his opponent, his blood is boiling all over his body, fighting, only fighting can calm his emotions. excited.

Jin Ye's eyes were originally red, but at this moment they had turned into blue ones. Wang Hao discovered that Jin Ye and Shanheming were actually one. What would happen if Shanheming was let go!

Although I don't know what Jin Ye's current state is, whether it is stronger than his own strength, or weaker than his own strength, Wang Hao will not hold back, no matter as a brother or as an opponent, going all out is the only way to win. respect for him.

And Jin Ye won't hold back anymore, because Wang Hao is already the opponent he admits, no matter in his unknown past or in the present.

"One sword is ten thousand transformations" Wang Hao shouted loudly, and the strongest sword intent gushed out, invisible and invisible, and sword intent was everywhere.

"Ha, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away." Jin Ye returned the move, the mountains and rivers were thousands of miles away, and the entire space was filled with faint traces of time.

Wang Hao's sword intent collided with the traces of time, and he was slightly disadvantaged. Wang Hao was not depressed.

"Again, everything turns into a sword." The sound of everything turning into a sword interprets the meaning of this sword. Everything turns into a sword, without heart and self, without shadow and form, without a sword in my hand, but with a sword in my heart, as long as I want anything in this world Both can be used as swords.

Even the years are not surprising...

The air of time coming to his face was immediately transformed into his own sword intent by Wang Hao, which was another new sword intent.

This sword intent seems to have experienced the precipitation of the years, simple and quiet, this is the sword intent that has experienced the baptism of the years, it is something that cannot be compensated by talent, without the polishing of the ages, it is absolutely impossible Got it.

Wang Hao's heart is calm, like an ancient well without waves, not disturbed by external forces, he has really experienced what the years have brought, it is really boundless silence, but it does not feel like he is under the influence of despair That hopelessness.

It's the feeling that I have experienced too much, that I have already looked down on everything, that I don't care much about everything, and that there is no longer my opponent at this time, that feeling that the whole world is silent.

"Drink" Wang Hao yelled again, and this time hit Jin Ye, and Jin Ye hurriedly turned around, with his crotch on his chest.

"Keng..." With a loud impact, Shanhe Ming was attacked by the same breath of time as himself, and the entire blade vibrated violently. Jin Ye was distracted for a moment, and Shanhe Ming escaped from his hand.

"Peng..." Shanhe's life fell to the ground with a clear and crisp voice, which was heard very clearly in the ears of the two of them. It was also at this moment that there was a "puchi" sound, and an extremely beautiful blood flower bloomed from Jin Ye's chest.

The air of the years penetrated into his body layer by layer from the wound on his chest, and the young man with fine brows gradually turned gray at the temples... It turned out that he could not resist the erosion of the years.

Wang Hao didn't take advantage of this to attack again, because Wang Hao found that at the moment when Shan Heming let go, Jin Ye's temperament was the same as before.

"Peng..." The boy in front of him fell to the ground with a bang, his breath weakened, and Wang Hao's heart stopped beating. Could it be that it was over, and Jin Ye had already stopped on the way of cultivation?
Wang Hao couldn't believe it. There was a friendship for a while, and it just fell away like this?

"Wang Hao, you won this war, as long as you kill him, you can sit on the seat of the king of gods."

Just when Wang Hao felt unbelievable, a voice came. Wang Hao raised his eyes and saw a huge golden throne in front of Wang Hao.

There is a five-clawed golden dragon coiled above the throne, and a pair of dragon eyes are looking at him. The sentence just now is what he said, let himself kill Jin Ye and sit on the position of the king of the gods, but this is really Wang Hao's Wish?
"Let's do it! He is too deep and unfathomable. There are not many such opportunities. Maybe this is the only time. Take advantage of this opportunity to kill him. If you don't get rid of the roots, you will have endless troubles." A female voice sounded from Wang Hao's mind , even the system says so.

Then there is nothing to hesitate, kill, Xiutu was originally forged with blood, under the position of the king of the gods, there must be thousands of dead bones.

Wang Hao picked up Shanhe Ming from the ground, and slashed at Jin Ye, with the wind on the blade and murderous intent.

"You really want to kill him." Before the knife fell, Di Shitian's voice came to Wang Hao's ears again, and the relic appeared, and Di Shitian appeared in front of Wang Hao's eyes.

With a flick of the Shanhe life in his hand, it fell out of Wang Hao's hand and landed on Jin Ye's body. The blood-stained white clothes and the light blue Shanhe life, in Wang Hao's eyes, were intertwined with the dilemma of whether to kill or not to kill.

"Buddha, what do you think I should do?" Wang Hao asked.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is merciful and doesn't know what the donor thinks." Di Shitian's voice was magnificent and peaceful.

"I choose... not to kill." As soon as he said this, Wang Hao felt a lot more magnanimous.

(End of this chapter)