The strongest starting system

Chapter 968 Yin-Yang Excalibur
Zhao Wushuang waved his hand impatiently, but with his eyes focused, he found that the tops of the two cranes' heads were still a little different.

The two cranes are flying among the clouds and mist, but there are two beads on top of their heads, one black and one white.

Zhao Wushuang understood what was going on, he rushed out of the window without saying a word, and flashed to the side of the two cranes.

Two red-crowned cranes were flying leisurely and leisurely, when suddenly someone appeared beside them, which made all their hairs stand up in fright.

"Brother He, borrow the things on your heads."

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Wushuang took the beads off the heads of the two cranes, and then disappeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Ao Ding, wait for my good news!"

After Zhao Wushuang left these words, he walked away.

Ao Ding looked into the distance, he smiled and stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

"Zhao Wushuang, Zhao Wushuang... You really are a talent to make, it seems that I did not choose the wrong person."

Ao Ding said to himself: "But if I don't tell you the way to break it, will you beat people directly?"

"Am I really long-winded?"

Ao Ding fell into self-doubt, and his body gradually drifted away, as if he had never been here before.

"Zhao Wushuang, my mission is now complete. Whether you can seize the next opportunity is up to you. We will meet again..."

A faint murmur drifts with the wind, traveling far away.

……

When Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes again, only a few seconds had passed.

In a few seconds, the joint attack of the tree demon and the black dragon reached its peak, which made people tremble.

Surrounded by black air all over the sky, the Yin-Yang Divine Sword gradually dimmed.

All the people watching the battle below had nothing but despair in their eyes.

They all could see that Zhao Wushuang seemed to be stuck in some kind of bottleneck, but it happened that it was just in time for the decisive battle.

"The old man has been pampered and respected all his life, he thinks highly of himself, and has no one in his eyes, but he never thought that when he faced the real demon today, he would have no power to fight back."

Nangong Wentian gave a wry smile. "We all think too highly of ourselves. In the end, we are not as good as a boy in his twenties. It's a pity, it's sad..."

The rest of the people were silent, but only they could understand the feelings in their hearts.

Only Ling Qingjue clenched his fists, his eyes still determined.

"I believe you can do it, create another miracle..."

……

Facing the attack that was close at hand, Zhao Wushuang took out the two beads, aimed at the two grooves of the Yin-Yang Divine Sword and flicked them in.

At first, he thought that that guy Ao Ding wanted him to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, so he almost did it, but he didn't expect that Ao Ding was quite understanding this time.

Things that can be solved simply and rudely, don't make such twists and turns.

The two beads were perfectly combined with the gap in the groove of the Excalibur, and almost instantly, the bright brilliance and its relaxed posture stretched smoothly.

After the black magic energy came into contact with this soft light, it froze in mid-air.

When the dazzling brilliance and its soft way spread, the clouds and mist gathered above the sky bloomed in brilliance, and the holy angel stepped out from the golden light, incomparably holy.

But at the same time, on the other side of the brilliance, the hell magma surged to the ground, and countless evil spirits stretched out their skeleton white hands, clasped the edge of the broken cliff and climbed out.

There were many evil spirits and evil spirits, and several huge bone giants broke through the mountain, brandishing bloody swords in their hands.

Angels in the sky and devils on the ground, this scene is strange and gloomy in the eyes of everyone, but it is extremely harmonious.

Hundreds of angels descended from the golden light of the clouds, echoing with the evil spirits on the ground, and the Yin-Yang sword lying between the two sides.

The giant black beast came rolling in with a torrent of demonic energy, and the huge ax roared through the void, attracting broken stones and stars, and crashed down.

Whether it is a holy angel or a devil from hell, they are all weaker in front of it.

"Hahaha, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. My blow has already broken through the shackles of the Saint Seventh Heaven, and you can't stop it."

Amidst the monstrous devilish energy, the face of the black dragon emerged, and he laughed wildly, as if he had foreseen Zhao Wushuang's tragic ending.

"really?"

Zhao Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, and he stood in front of the Taiji pattern of the Yin-Yang Divine Sword.

The pattern rotates slowly, black and white seem to be incompatible with each other, but when it moves, the two are in the state of me in you and you in me.

"The avenue of starry sky, the road to becoming an emperor, countless people can't get it. Many heroes bow down here, pursuing the endless emptiness, but everything in the world must be born and die, and life must be cycled, so as to achieve compatibility."

"You yearn for hegemony and violence, but you often ignore the soft side."

Zhao Wushuang suddenly had a feeling, and said some words unconsciously.

His voice floated in the heaven and earth, as if it had aroused some kind of sympathy in the Dao. A space torrent carrying countless stars descended from the sky and penetrated the Yin-Yang Divine Sword.

It was at this moment that both the angels in the sky and the evil spirits on the ground rushed towards the Yin-Yang Divine Sword along that torrent of space.

The sword is ready!

The Taiji wheel in the middle of the Yin-Yang Divine Sword rotates rapidly, and the clanging sound resounds like a grand bell, resounding throughout the world.

"Sword come."

Zhao Wushuang's toes tapped lightly, his body was as light as a swallow, chic and elegant.

A sword landed in front of him, he just held the sword and moved forward slightly.

One person and one sword blocked the huge barrier with a width of hundreds of miles, which happened to withstand the sharp edge of the black giant axe.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, making them feel that Zhao Wushuang was fighting against the whole world with his own strength, and the shock and admiration in their hearts spontaneously arose.

"Death to me!"

Countless black mist roared, turning into hideous grimaces, yelling at Zhao Wushuang crazily.

Zhao Wushuang remained motionless, his gaze was firm, and his arms were steady and strong.

"break."

He uttered a word lightly, and in a blink of an eye, two streams of light, black and white, intertwined together, and reached the tip of the sword along the blade.

The monstrous magic light that was originally indestructible was torn open by two small streamers of light, one black and one white.

The butterfly flapped its wings in the woods, and the resulting airflow raged along the road until it caused a monstrous tsunami.

Those two beams of light are like butterflies, and the butterfly effect produced has doubled almost in an instant.

The heads of the evil ghosts seemed to perceive the power contained in it, and let out painful screams.

The two streamers of light did not stop, but wandered around the edge of the black giant axe, reaching the two tops of the axe respectively.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest, and the two streams of light trembled slightly, echoing the gap in the middle.

The disintegration of a behemoth is often only in an instant.

(End of this chapter)