In the ice and snow world, Hua Zhongdie and Xuan Mo stood looking at each other, their swords gradually rising, and the war was about to break out.
Tears of Buried Flowers appears extremely majestic, with black and white brilliance intertwining, dazzling the world.
Inside and outside the battle, the peerless kings looked down at each other, witnessing the unparalleled battle.
"Please (liao)"
With a call for battle, the Xuan Mo army stepped forward, sabers waved, and endless Demonic Might swept across the world of ice and snow, shaking the world.
Heavenly Demon Imperial Guards The first person in thousands of years to show astonishing abilities, lift the sky with one sword, and change the color of the sun and the moon.
The demonic figure speeding past, Demonic Might surged into the sky, the saber slashed down, and the sky and the earth were divided.
Ahead, Hua Zhongdie was concentrating, his sleeves were dancing, and his two swords were moving together.
With a resounding sound, Tears of Buried Flowers shook the saber hard, and rumbles and vibrations resounded through the starry sky. Demonic Qi, the saber energy spread across thousands of miles.
The fourth round of the debate between the two realms, the sword Contest of Blades, the two strongest sword masters from the Demon Realm and the Human Race are fighting each other, the cold fronts are crossing each other, fierce and ruthless.
The sharp swords clashed, but the moves were as heavy as mountains. The two swords moved away as soon as the blades touched, so fast that it was dizzying to see.
In the fierce battle, Hua Zhongdie's figure danced like a butterfly, with his sleeves and sword tied up, his martial arts shocked the world.
Central Province Blade God, the attainments in swordsmanship are rare in ancient and modern times, surpassing the only one and reaching the ultimate level.
The joyful swords are continuous, the water sleeves are intertwined, and the sword light is intertwined, trapping the enemy invisible.
In the light of the sword, Xuan Mo's steps were clean and neat. Although he had a demonic body, he walked the right path.
The sharp saber, opened and closed, seems simple and unremarkable, but there is hardly any flaw in the moves.
Zhengqi clashed with each other, the swords and lights continued to intersect, and the battle quickly became fierce.
This is the most fair and just battle since the debate between the two realms. Both of them bear the ultimate responsibility, and the time and place have no influence. Only the sword meets at the top.
"Drink!"
Low and low shouts continued to sound. The two men moved their bodies, moved their swords, and shocked the cold light. They clashed again and again. The sword light passed by with its remaining energy, splitting mountains and rocks.
Outside the battle, the kings watched the battle with focused expressions. Such a martial arts battle was rare to see in a hundred years. Watching this battle would benefit them immensely.
"The two men's sword skills are truly astonishing. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable."
From the human camp, Night Lord stepped forward, looked at the battle in the ice and snow world, and said calmly.
"Xuan Mo is undoubtedly better in terms of realm cultivation. However, Senior Sister Die has the world's best magic skill Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture, which can swallow other people's true energy. The disadvantage of cultivation will be compensated to the maximum extent. In this battle, the real winner is the skill on the sword." Ning Chen said in a condensed voice.
"Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture?"
Night Lord Hearing this, a strange color flashed in his eyes. This forbidden magic skill has not been lost yet?
In the battle situation, quick moves were exchanged, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had been made. Around the two of them, Demonic Qi became more and more powerful, dividing the world.
"Boom!"
The saber slashed down, the funeral flowers came forward, and the aftermath spread out in circles, constantly destroying the surrounding laws of heaven and earth.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Xuan Mo felt the demonic energy in his body leak out, and the power flowed along the blade toward the woman in front of him.
"This is it?"
In the sudden change, Xuan Mo defended Yuan Qi, while Demonic Qi restrained himself and forcibly blocked the leakage of Yuan Qi.
In the Primeval Demonic Realm camp, Xuanqi, Xuanlie and Asura also saw the changes in the battle situation, and strange colors flashed in their eyes.
What just happened?
Xuan Mo's power was swallowed up by that human woman!
During the battle, the two men's moves clashed again, and the swords kept colliding with each other.
Xuan Mo On the knife, Demonic Qi is restrained. However, the world's number one magic power is astonishing. It still slowly devours the demon's body through the contact of the blade.
"The only thing I can think of is the technique that can swallow up other people's Qi in battle!" Xuan Qi said with a solemn expression.
"Ancient forbidden law, Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture!" Xuanlie said in a deep voice.
"It's really unbelievable that there are people in the human race who have accomplished this skill."
Asura said in a condensed voice, the conditions for practicing Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture are extremely harsh. During the cultivation process, you have to constantly devour the origin of others, which can easily cause chaos in memory and true energy, which can backfire on yourself.
This forbidden method is indeed very powerful, but from ancient times to the present, there is not one person in ten thousand who can practice it to great perfection.
The hearts of the three people sank. The strong men of the human race had given them too many shocks. The seemingly weak human race was growing at an alarming rate. Maybe not long after, the power of the human race could really compete with the demonic realm.
Ten years, no wonder the human race is willing to fight for these ten years at the expense of the four star regions. What the human race needs most now is time to grow. Ten years is enough to change too many things.
In the ice and snow world, the battle became more and more intense. In the snowflakes in the sky, two streams of light collided again and again, and the sound of clashing could be heard endlessly.
Strong, shockingly strong, the strongest swords are difficult to coexist, and they will be divided into two.
"Die Wu, Frost Lingering."
The white knife flew out, and the snowflakes in the sky surged like waves, turning into thousands of sharp blades and flying towards the demon leader in front.
When Xuan Mo saw this, he let out a deep shout, held the knife in both hands, and slashed it down with force, breaking through the mountains and rivers.
Boom!
Demonic Blade broke through ten thousand blades, and the color of the world changed. The unparalleled Demonic Might directly cut through the void, and huge cracks spread, reaching thousands of miles away.
A world-shattering move, the might of the army was vast, and the moment the snowflakes in the sky dispersed, a blue figure flew past, the funeral flowers fell, and the murderous intention was invisible.
"Swallow mountains and rivers with anger!"
The killing move came again, Xuan Mo showed no panic in his expression, and the saber Condensing Essence opened and closed wide, striking forcefully.
The two swords clashed, and the violent collision was deafening. Within a short distance, a white blade appeared on Hua Zhongdie's left hand. The short sword was as fast as lightning, and his moves were deadly.
Xuan Mo stared, took half a step back, and the saber was as fast as thunder, blocking one wave after another of attacks.
In the snowy sky, one round after another of attack and defense was so intense that it was overwhelming, and the pinnacle sword fight was the first to be seen in a century.
"This woman can actually fight to an even tie with Commander Xuan Mo, and she is still at a disadvantage in terms of physical cultivation. It is conceivable that if the two have the same cultivation level, Xuan Mo is likely to be defeated by this woman." Xuanlie said solemnly.
"A prodigy with the sword, a proud daughter of heaven."
Xuan Qi said calmly, "Her sword is somewhat similar to that of Thirteenth Son, but it is obviously stronger. It will not be easy for Xuan Mo to win this battle."
"Diewu, Tianluo!"
As the battle rages on, Hua Zhongdie's figure moves quickly, and the water sleeves spread and wrap around, turning into Heavenly Net and Earthly Web to block the demon's retreat.
In the wind and snow, one blue sleeve after another criss-crosses like a spider web, making it inevitable for people to avoid it.
Xuan Mo frowned, held the saber back, and cut off the water sleeves one after another. However, the sky was endless, the saber was in the blind spot, and the water sleeves staggered past and wrapped around the demon's body.
The demon's movements were restrained, and in a split second, Hua Zhongdie's eyes flashed with light, his bare feet stepped in the air, and his figure swept forward quickly.
The funeral flower is cut down, and the murderous intention is everywhere. The strongest sword will be used to divide the superiors and inferiors.
In the world of ice and snow, Xuan Mo quietly looked at the sharp blade cutting in front of him. At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and scenes from the past kept echoing in his mind.
"Come back?"
In the corner of the Demon Realm, Three Imperial Cities, the woman looked back, looked at the middle-aged man returning in front, and smiled.
"Yeah." The man nodded slightly and responded.
"The food is almost ready, get ready to eat." The woman said softly.
"Okay."
The man nodded and said.
A hundred years and a thousand years of companionship, day after day, year after year, in Xuan Mo's eyes, the brilliance gradually began to shine, and then became brighter and brighter, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at it.
"My life cannot be taken away by anyone!"
The seal was released, the demonic nature soared to the sky, Xuan Mo's whole body, blood and energy surged into the sky, terrifying power vibrated, and Tianluo was released in response.
A sword came forward, Demonic Might was shocking, the two swords collided, with a bang, Hua Zhongdie's hand holding the sword was splashed with blood, and it was the first time since the war that it saw red.
The stronger Demonic Might, the pressure doubled, Hua Zhongdie concentrated, stepped lightly with bare feet, the two swords merged, and merged into one.
"Diewu, Qingping."
Jiwu reappeared, and the sword cleared the air. Between heaven and earth, the wind and snow suddenly stopped, and only the black sword light flew past.
The sword light came close, and Xuan Mo's figure swept out. The sword light dispersed the light in front of him, and he continued to move forward, bullying himself.
"Boom!"
Just a short distance away, the two swords clashed again, Hua Zhongdie stepped back again, blood was dripping from the hand holding the sword.
The opponent whose combat power has fully exploded has a cultivation level that is infinitely close to the Imperial Way and is as powerful as Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture. It is difficult to fully defeat the former Demonic Might.
"Are we going to decide the winner?"
Primeval Demonic Realm camp, each peerless strong man looked at the battle ahead and said with concentration.
Xuan Mo Unlocked the seal, restored the nature of the demon, and doubled his combat power. There should be no more disturbances in this battle.
In the human camp, the expressions of Mu Qianshang, Luo Xingchen and others changed, and their hearts were extremely heavy.
The human race has already lost two games. This game must not be lost again, otherwise, the four star regions will have to be handed over to others.
In today's situation, once the four major star regions change hands, Primeval Demonic Realm's strength will greatly increase. By then, it will be even more impossible for the human race to resist the invasion of the coalition of hundreds of races.
In front of the human kings, Ning Chen watched the battle ahead, his eyes never leaving for a moment.
In a sword fight, he believed that Senior Sister Die would not lose to anyone, even if the opponent was Xuan Mo.
In the world of ice and snow, the battle situation is tilted. Hua Zhongdie's right arm is dripping with blood, gradually showing signs of defeat.
The most critical game for the human race, there was no room for error. Hua Zhongdie blocked a move, let out a deep shout, and activated his demonic nature.
In an instant, the situation in the nine days changed, Butterfly Burial Flower, and her long blood-red hair danced wildly in the wind.
"Butterfly Dance"
"Hades"
The reappearance of the power of Hades shocked everyone present. They saw thousands of Black Butterfly flying out from the sky and the earth, endless Demonic Might, shocking the world.
The next moment, behind Hua Zhongdie, a pair of beautiful black butterfly wings spread out, filled with magic fire, Burning Heaven Boiling Sea.
A shocking scene, the gods and ghosts were frightened, Hua Zhongdie was swaying in circles around Demonic Mark, and the terrifying Demonic Qi fluctuations were even more intense.
Opposite, Xuan Mo looked at the change in the woman in front of him, his expression darkened.
It is really unbelievable that there are so many demons in the human race.
Humans and demons take different paths, how can they easily end up together? The Demonic Might in the woman in front of me is even as good as Imperial Clan Heavenly Demon.
In the void, the magic butterfly stood in the sky, with water sleeves flying around it, like Demonic Woman coming into the world, so powerful that it shocked people.
"Come again!"
With a second sound, the figure of the demon butterfly disappeared instantly, like thunder, and in just a blink of an eye, it was in front of the demon.
"Boom!"
The two swords clashed, Xuan Mo's right hand, the tiger's mouth collapsed, blood spattered, staining the saber red.