Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

The knife mountain is shaking, and ten thousand knives are coming!

This incomparably magnificent scene made everyone stunned.

I saw that figure standing on top of the long river transformed by the sharp knives of the entire Sword Mountain and Hell, taking one step at a time.

Suddenly, a wave of long knives poured out from the Dao River, holding it steadily, holding him up, and quickly walking towards Maha and the others.

The mighty river of sharp knives flowed like a dragon, guarding this figure in the center.

This scene is simply unheard of.

At this moment, whether it was inside the Sword Mountain Hell or outside the Sword Mountain Hell, all the powerhouses of the underworld were trembling.

There's only one thought left in my head—

Ruler of the Way of the Sword!

"Xuanyue!

"What is the identity of this person Xuanyue, and why does it continue to cause visions and sensations as soon as he enters the eighteenth layer of hell level!"

"Even the original ghost mother, when she broke through, she didn't have such a terrifying atmosphere as him!"

In the Daoshan Hell, Maha and the others were even more in a trance, and they didn't know if they were dreaming for a while.

Only Shen Di's eyes suddenly burst out with an incomparably strong essence, as if he had thought of something.

This is definitely the smoothest layer of hell that Gu Xuan has experienced along the way.

The knife mountain collapsed, and the knife river greeted each other.

These sharp knives couldn't help but tremble, as if they were telling Gu Xuan their admiration and joy.

Gu Xuan's deduction of Daoshan Hell was also exceptionally smooth, and it almost took only a dozen breaths for the deduction of Daoshan Hell to be completed.

"Who is this man? Isn't there no survivor in the Bronze Pillar Hell? Where did he come from..."

Maha and the others looked up at Gu Xuan and muttered in their mouths.

When Gu Xuan drove the Dao River to several people, he cast his gaze at them condescendingly.

Several people finally woke up from a dream and woke up from the great shock.

"Who are you?!"

Maha stared at Gu Xuan with wide eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "How did you do this?"

Gu Xuan looked down at a few people, and said lightly: "The sword of the world, when you see me, you should surrender." This is a matter of course, why are you not convinced?"

The plain words fell on the ears of Maha and the others, but they were no less than countless thunderous explosions.

The sword of the world, when you see me, you should surrender!

What kind of self-confidence and talent it is to say such things.

But it's not arrogant at all, but it makes people take it for granted, and it's supposed to be like this.

Maha's face was ugly, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the people on both sides.

"Kill this person first!"

Maha said in a calm tone.

Obviously, at this time, the threat that Gu Xuan showed to them had greatly exceeded that of the gods.

"This..."

Looking at the terrifying power of the majestic sword river under Gu Xuan's feet, the other great handsomes couldn't help but show hesitation on their faces.

Maha said angrily: "We are all the strength of the tenfold limit of the life and death realm, this person is only a mere sixfold life and death realm, even if there is a sword river to help, what is there to be afraid of?!"

Several handsome people looked stunned.

If you think about it, it seems that this is indeed the truth.

But at this moment, an indifferent voice fell from above their heads.

"You should be afraid. "

Everyone looked up, only to see Gu Xuanzheng looking at them coldly, and lightly pointed at them with one hand.

In the next moment, an unprecedented sense of crisis arose from the bottom of the hearts of Maha and the others.

Several people only felt that their scalps were numb, and their cold hairs exploded, and they subconsciously wanted to escape.

But the raging river of knives above his head was already roaring.

"Boom-"

With the trembling sound of countless long knives, the terrifying sword river surged down, directly washing over the bodies of Maha and the others.

Maha and the others suddenly burst out with an incomparably strong light.

But this light only lasted in the Dao River for less than a breath before it was completely extinguished.

When a river of knives washed down, the six Maha people...

There are no bones left!

Even the black mist that arose after their death was shattered by the Knife River.

After the battle of the Sword Emperor Tomb, Gu Xuan's use of the way of borrowing the situation became more and more proficient and fluent, and he was handy.

At this time, there was only one god left in the hell of the Great Sword Mountain.

Gu Xuan set his gaze on Shen Di, and the sharp qi in the void quickly turned around, pointing at Shen Tu one after another.

Shen Di quickly retreated a long distance, his eyes staring at Gu Xuan, and a hoarse voice that did not distinguish between men and women came from under the mask.

"It turned out to be you... It's funny to meet you here, hehehe..."

Listening to the words of the gods, it seemed that he was quite familiar with himself.

Gu Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and he directly controlled the Dao River to sweep towards this person.

Shen Tu didn't fight him, and turned around and fled.

His speed was so fast that even the Dao River couldn't catch up.

Gu Xuan's eyes grew cold, and as soon as his body moved, he planned to catch up with him personally, but Shen Di had already reached the entrance of the next layer of hell.

"Gu Xuan, I'll wait for you in front..."

Shen Tu sneered and looked at Gu Xuan, made a gesture to wipe his neck, and said in a low voice: "I hope that your so-called Zhongtian First Knife will not disappoint me." "

As he spoke, he leapt towards the entrance to the eighth layer of hell.

Gu Xuan's face was gloomy, and he didn't delay here anymore, and followed closely behind.

....

"Is there any mistake, my local underworld commander in the underworld actually died, and the eliminated were eliminated, and there were only two outsiders left."

"Could it be that I am the crown prince of the underworld, do you really have to be elected among outsiders?"

Outside the ghost gate, a group of powerful people in the underworld talked about it, and their expressions were not good-looking.

And many of the Hades Kings of the Ten Halls were also gloomy.

Only the King of Equality and the King of the Underworld of the Mountains were staring at the picture intently.

Now there are only two people left in the Hell Pass, Gu Xuan and Shen Di, and who the prince of the underworld falls on depends on the next performance of the two.

....

The eighth layer of hell passes, iceberg hell.

This layer of hell is a white and cold world.

There were icebergs everywhere, and the terrifying cold seemed to freeze the space.

Gu Xuan had the intention to chase the gods, and in addition, he had to deduce the law of the iceberg hell, so he simply no longer hid his strength, and the Xuan body was directly opened.

Divine patterns emerged from under the skin, and thunder and fire erupted.

Gu Xuan stepped into the arena like a god from an ancient painting.

A punch is struck.

"Boom!"

The power of more than 100 dragons' fists directly smashed an iceberg in front of him.

Behind the collapsed iceberg, the figure of the god is faintly revealed.

Gu Xuan's eyes flashed, and he chased after him quickly.

Everywhere he passed, the icebergs in front of him collapsed one after another.

The whole iceberg hell was shaken by him.....