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"Three moves are fine, then this is the second move." Su Changge smiled faintly. He didn't expect that this person was quite sensible. He felt that the Terminator was getting closer and closer, and actually bought himself some time to sleep.

Without thinking any more, the surging blade light had already chopped in front of his eyes, only three centimeters away from his nose.

Su Changge didn't even move, letting it chop over.

"Clang!"

The blade light chopped fiercely on his face, and suddenly a burst of dazzling sparks flew out. At the same time, a sound of iron suddenly came from the ground, as if the blade light was not chopped on the flesh, but on the steel, and sparks flew everywhere.

When the explosion dissipated, Su Changge was fine, his hair was flying, and his clothes and armor were flying.

"Hiss!"

The people of the Taichu Holy Land hiding in the void were all shocked, almost scared to death, and then looked at each other, as if they had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world!

No, that was the Black Flame Demon Sword, the biggest trump card of the Holy Lord, and the most powerful imperial weapon of the Holy Land. It suppressed the foundation and was so terrifying, but after such a slash, the other party was not hurt at all?

What kind of monster is this person!

They all regretted it. How could the Holy Lord be so foolish as to provoke this Holy Land?

All the people in Daoyi Holy Land below looked at each other. When the Holy Lord of Taichu slashed that knife just now, their hearts suddenly rose to their throats. They secretly complained that His Highness the Holy Son was a little arrogant, but now the reality is so magical. He is worthy of His Highness the Holy Son, too strong!

Suddenly, everyone straightened their chests and looked very proud.

The same was true for Old Xu, Su Lianyue, and Zhao Yinlongji.

Aren’t you very strong? What about now?

"The second move has passed, and there is still a blink." Su Changge said calmly with her hair flying, looking at the opposite side indifferently.

The face of the Holy Lord of Taichu became very cautious. He didn't expect that this knife would not only seriously injure the opponent, but it was even impossible to cause damage to the opponent. It was too strong. No wonder the old man was like that just now...

He gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and appeared directly in front of Su Changge. He took a deep breath and slashed with a knife.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

This knife was completely different from the last time. The endless flesh and soul in the body of the Holy Lord of Taichu was all opened. The rolling blood and flesh in the body were like the huge waves of the river, surging and surging. Almost all the cell particles in the body were rioting, and the rolling huge force was boiling, using up all the strength!

This knife was not for him. Even if his master was still alive, he might not be able to take it.

And at such a close distance, he felt that the opponent could not take it.

In an instant, this knife was chopped out, and the void was directly impacted into pieces, collapsed, and burst into layers of black holes. The scene was so grand that it shocked the world.

"As expected of an ancient master of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, with such a knife, just looking at the knife light from a distance, I feel that my flesh and blood are shaking, as if I can't bear it and collapse on my own!" Old Xu looked at the dazzling knife with solemn eyes. The knife passed, and the sky cracked. The terrifying knife intent was extremely fascinating, as if it could split the sky of billions of miles in half.

Su Lianyue, Ye Qingyao and others also looked at the knife with a sudden concentration of eyes, looking at the knife carefully. With such a terrible knife, at such a close distance, can the young master still do it?

But the next moment she shook her head. With the strength of the Taichu Saint Lord, how could he support the young master?

Zhao Yin thought so too.

Long Ji was the same. The Taichu Saint Lord was indeed powerful, but it also depended on who he was facing. Although the knife was so terrifying, His Highness was now very different, and he could not beat him.

"Bang, crack!"

Suddenly, Su Changge moved, gently raised one hand, runes flowed in the palm of his hand, the golden particles were like the sun's rays, mottled and gorgeous, like a martial god standing in the sky, looking at the knife light coming from a close distance, with a faint smile on his face.

He casually slapped it.

The knife light dissipated directly, and under this palm power, it didn't even last a breath, it dissipated directly, and exploded into sparks, so fast that it was beyond everyone's expectations.

And the runes between Su Changge's palms and fingers continued to flow, without even a slight pause

"Three moves have passed, I lost." The Holy Lord of Taichu seemed to have expected this result long ago, and sighed dejectedly, with a face full of shame.