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Chapter 882 The Finale
A finger dropped.

The world separated at this moment, behind Hong Luoyu, the boundless clouds and mist suddenly boiled up, retreating towards the sides, like the half of the tide, Hong Luoyu took a deep breath, drifted back, almost instantly disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds .

Many heavenly beings anxiously looked at the Heavenly Emperor.

The appearance of the Emperor of Heaven has not changed, but the feeling has changed suddenly. Between his brows, there is no such aloof aura anymore. There is shock and seething anger in his eyes. Just because he thinks everything is still under his control.

Even if he was pulled into a duel, even if he saw the world reversed again and again, he was very calm, and even really felt admiration from the bottom of his heart. The reason was that he had always put himself at the top of this battle At this place, all living beings in the world make the chessboard, and he is the only one who holds the chessboard.

But now, he has also become a pawn.

The Heavenly Emperor took a breath, and suddenly struck out with a palm. The tumbling sea of ​​clouds was all transpired and evaporated by the red flame aura. In the picture, Hong Luoyu's figure suddenly turned into a flowing flame, fleeing towards the sky and the earth.

The Emperor of Heaven followed closely behind.

The strength he erupted at this moment was even higher than Yuanci, but instead of chasing Hong Luoyu, who was doomed to be difficult to catch up with, he appeared in front of the green-clothed scribe, facing the green-clothed scribe. With a surprised gaze, his right hand suddenly pierced out.

The palm of the hand broke through the blockage of the air mechanism, and directly stuck to the heart of the green-clothed scribe.

The remnants of the Qi machine swelled and overflowed.

This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectations. After the move, the huge aura left behind suddenly swept through, and the hem of his green shirt kept flapping. The scribe looked at the Emperor of Heaven and said leisurely:

"Why attack me?"

"You, don't you want your big Qi machine?"

With deep eyes, the Emperor of Heaven replied:

"I am the same kind of person as you."

"It is naturally impossible for something like the breath of heaven to be held by others. Rather than being led around, it is better to be here directly."

"It's always faster to sit back and wait, isn't it?"

He had the reserved and conceited look of a victor on his face, with his left hand behind his back, the palm of his right suddenly sunken in, and his aura was reversed, trying to tear the wisp of heaven from the green-clothed scribe, calmly, but his expression immediately turned slightly Frozen, those eyes looked at the front, and the hollow of the palm was empty.

That ray of Qi did not appear.

The blue-clothed scholar who was controlled by him laughed softly, and he finally couldn't help it. He laughed loudly, his smile was wild, sarcastic and wanton, his black hair was slightly tilted, and he was [-]% unruly and upright, with a full face. mocked:

"What's up? Where?"

"you……"

"In the end, I thought I could turn things around, I was full of confidence, and then I found out that everything was fake, hahahaha... No matter how many times, no matter how many times, this kind of expression, I will never get tired of it."

The green-clothed scribe laughed again.

"Interesting and interesting..."

"This time, I really let this seat enjoy myself once."

There was a look of anger and disbelief in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven. He took a step forward, grasped the collar of the green-clothed scribe with five fingers, and pulled the green-shirted scribe to himself, and there was more anger in his voice that had never appeared before.

"No, it's impossible..."

"What did you do? You and I should be the same kind of people. It is impossible to give this kind of thing to others."

The scribe in green shirt said with a leisurely smile:

"You guessed right."

"Win Wuye, the leader of the world, naturally won't trust other people, but..."

The three words were not read out, the smile on the face of the green-clothed scribe disappeared, and his eyes were filled with only ridicule and indifference, without half-opening his heart, and his voice was inaudible, he raised his hand and clasped the wrist of the Emperor of Heaven, and said flatly:

"You don't think that this seat is really powerless to fight back, do you? Huh?"

"Need I remind you?"

"what?"

The surrounding qi machines stopped approaching, and then a black crack opened directly between the sky and the earth.

Around the crack, invisible fluctuations that are stronger than the strongest sword light flicker, like a wide-open eye, so violent wind, raging clouds, mountains and rivers, everything, everything is in the scribe's place. Behind him, the black hair on the sideburns of the scholar flicked slightly, smiled slightly, and reminded softly:
"Come on, it's too close."

The emperor retreated instantly.

In front of him, the air mechanism of the whole world spread out layer by layer like ripples, and a pure killing sword erupted, and then a part of the world slowly unfolded behind the green shirt, and the friction between the world and the world formed the destruction of the realm of the land gods Power, this kind of power that exploded with the help of the collision of two worlds, couldn't hurt him at all.

However, as the person in front of me said——

too close.

The Emperor of Heaven was hit hard in an instant.

The scribe staggered a step back, his face was slightly pale, the world behind him disappeared, he suddenly said: "What are you waiting for?"

"So far, are you still stupid?"

The majestic momentum has risen again, but this time, it is in the direction of the human world. Wang Anfeng is still some distance away from here. A height that can only be touched after a year.

Loulan ancient city.

A long sword burst out suddenly and rushed to the sky.

Loulan's sword spirit appeared in the sky, looked at the green shirt, and said, "Don't forget your promise."

The scholar in green shirt wrote lightly:
"Forging Sword Valley will completely remove the restriction."

So a long sword purely made of light appeared in front of Wang Anfeng. Zhanlu was originally the sword of the king of men. The entire heaven and boundless dragon spirit, this is the most suitable occasion and timing for Zhanlu to use his sword, far from the age of mythology.

Wang Anfeng held out his hand.

The expression of the Emperor of Heaven suddenly changed, and the remaining masters of heaven and man rushed forward roaring, blocking between Wang Anfeng and the Emperor of Heaven. Wang Anfeng held the sword that his father once held, and the sword did not belong to him at all. The air flow of the heavenly way was forcibly controlled and rushed into the sword in his hand.

The sword cast countless lights in his eyes.

As if at that moment, even the sky became dim, and the low-pitched sound of swords swept across the world and mountains and rivers of 72 counties in an instant. Wang Anfeng felt a huge pressure, as if he was resisting the weight of the whole world, even King Kong His body began to collapse from the inside, he gritted his teeth, knowing in his heart that he only had the chance to hand out this sword.

The hilt of Zhanlu Sword, which has absorbed the dragon energy of the whole world, is scorching like a burning sun.

Wang Anfeng clenched his sword tightly and took a step forward.

The vast and majestic sword force unfolded.

Everyone saw that the sword withdrew all its sharpness in an instant, and Wang Anfeng's eyes had the same indifferent and calm light as the previous Emperor of Heaven, and he rushed towards the Emperor of Heaven like the wind. Blast in:

"He can only use one sword, stop him!"

Amidst his roar, one after another figure rushed forward. This is the last chance, the final contest. Everyone understands this. The opponent can only use one sword. Teeth tight.

He has made a decision, since he can only use one sword, then he just needs to let this sword be cut ahead of time. He strode towards Wang Anfeng, like a beast going to death, the weapon in his hand slashed down suddenly, thinking , being able to die under the 'Day of Heaven' in the current state is better than Beichen.

A figure suddenly surpassed Wang Anfeng.

As if the cold light of Tianhe's fall fell, the Heavenly General was abruptly stopped, and the Heavenly General was astonished, and angrily shouted:
"Who?!"

"Daqin, Yuwenze!"

Before anyone noticed, the first famous general of Great Qin who was seriously injured broke through and stopped the general.At the same time, Wang Anfeng maintained the realm like a castle in the air and passed Yu Wenze. No one thought that his speed would be so fast that he even approached the young man who just shot.

The Emperor of Heaven shot suddenly, with an extremely tricky angle.

Wang Anfeng raised his left hand and moved straight forward, his left fist collided with Tiandi's right palm with great force.

The sheer force of brute force that sweeps through everything reappears.

Wang Anfeng didn't use the ray of heaven, his left arm was split inch by inch, blood flowed horizontally, his black pupils were cold and calm, the Heavenly Emperor forced his breath, and shot again, but only swept away the afterimage, Wang Anfeng with cold eyes in front of him Dispersed, another person appeared behind him.

The emperor's pupils contracted, and suddenly——

"Such body skills, and such external skills."

"You are their disciple..."

No one noticed his murmur, Wang Anfeng shot from behind him in an instant, the long sword was handed out while turning around, the strength of the shoulders, arms, and wrists was finally transmitted to the blade, and the blade just pierced the heart of the Emperor of Heaven. A simple sword, perfect.

That was the way to stab.

Wang Anfeng broke away from that state in the next moment, and at the last moment, he pulled out his sword, and when the Emperor of Heaven fell, he slashed towards the nothingness, and then fell backwards.

The rhyme of Taoism diffuses and returns to heaven and earth.

The roar resounded.

The vastness, the sea of ​​clouds that covered the whole world suddenly collapsed, as if it was really not enough just ordinary white clouds, and could no longer bear those people who rushed to the sky, everyone fell from the sky one after another, and the dragon spirit rose, offsetting the earth for these people gravity.

That sword exiled the heavens from above the human world.

Wang Anfeng fell on the cloud, and then the cloud collapsed, and he fell towards the sky.

The golden-red sunlight fell on the bottom of his eyes, and he opened them slightly with warmth.

There is already a glow in the sky.

The Zhanlu sword in his hand flew out of his hand. He had already lost his strength. He fell with the wind, and the hem of his clothes fluttered. Looking at the bright red fire cloud in the distance, such a normal scene had not been seen for a long time. He stretched out He touched the hidden wooden box with his hand in his arms, and smiled slightly.

Miss Xue...

He had already used his full strength with his sword, and he had no strength to fight against the sky, so he could only be lifted by the dragon energy and fall naturally.

But in an instant, the dragon energy suddenly dissipated, and Wang Anfeng's face showed a look of astonishment, but before he had time to think about anything, he was pulled and smashed towards the ground. He looked at the soft grass and had no other plans. Just thinking, if it falls like this, it probably won't die.

The vast sky, the flat land, and the stream flowing between the rocks.

Between heaven and earth, crisp bells rang.

A white figure ran towards him.

The black hair on one temple is slightly shorter. Not far away, the handsome Taoist smiled and watched the girl rush forward, and looked at the person who fell from the sky with his hands behind his back. The aura spread out, and those warriors who had just fallen to the ground were suddenly pulled away by a force.

Under the melting gold of the setting sun, a white robe caught another person almost with a rampage.

Both of them were exhausted, they fell to the ground, even rolled a few times, and then stopped the momentum. Wang Anfeng was knocked and coughed continuously. Instead, he came out of extreme exhaustion. He spread his arms, Lying on the ground, looking at the girl next to him, he suddenly took a long breath, then laughed out loud, and coughed with a smile, the wound was hurting, and his eyes were full of laughter.

He himself didn't know why he was so happy.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a wooden box spinning and falling in the sky at the edge of his field of vision, he was slightly stunned, touched his arms, and without knowing where the strength came from, he struggled to stand up, clumsily with his right hand With the help of the wooden box, the sandalwood box couldn't support the collision, so it shattered directly, and the hairpin fell into Wang Anfeng's hands.

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief when the small half of Fengchai broke off and fell straight to his feet.

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned.

"What is it?" A crisp voice came from behind, Wang Anfeng was startled, subconsciously hid Fengchai behind him, turned his head to look at the girl, stuttered for some reason, Xue Qinshuang's eyes turned crooked Down, said softly:

"Is it for me?"

Seeing that she had seen it, Wang Anfeng knew he couldn't hide it, and said:
"Well, just, it's just a little broken..."

"I'll fix it."

He stretched out his hand, and the exquisite Qifeng hairpin on the palm was broken from the back. It was a pity, but when Wang Anfeng was about to take it back, Xue Qinshuang stretched out his hand and pulled out his jade hairpin.

Black hair fell like ink behind the girl's back.

The clouds in the sky collapsed like the ocean, the eagles in the northern border fluttered their wings, and the warriors in the world fell from the sky like stars. They saw that in the place where the setting sun cast soft light, they killed the emperor of heaven and exiled the Shenwu Mansion of the heavens. Little by little, the Lord nodded solemnly.

The girl in front of him looked at him, the corners of her eyes, eyebrows, and cheeks were all dyed with gentle light by the setting sun.

She stretched out her hand with a smile and said:
"Master of Shenwu Palace."

"Ok?"

"Will you comb the hairpin and pull your hair for me?"

PS: It's the finale~ Sahua
I have to wait a few more days for the new book, and I will tell you about the plan for the next few days——

(End of this chapter)