In the starry sky, the divine ban formed by thousands of meteorites dissipated, and a Plain-clothed Figure walked out with dazzling white hair. After a moment, it disappeared into the distance.
Ninth Son of Ink Sect appears again, injured by his best friend, and regains his peerless edge.
The starry sky is endless, the phoenix spreads at extremely high speed, its red wings open and close, and it travels thousands of miles in an instant.
All Heavens Starfield In the north, there are thousands of miles of wild sand, and the flames of war are everywhere. The army on the North Road of the Demon Palace is unstoppable. They have been fighting for days, and Northern Regions is unified.
The leader of the demonic army, Jun Wentian stands with a gun, an undefeated god general who is feared in the world.
At this moment, in the void, thousands of swords and shadows appeared, and on an extremely dazzling divine sword, a figure with white hair and plain clothes stepped onto the sword. His aura was extremely powerful, shocking thousands of demonic armies.
The familiar appearance is known to the world, Jun Wentian flashes of light in his eyes, Ninth Son of Ink Sect, he is finally here.
The body was covered with dust, and the dancing plain clothes were not stained by dust. Ning Chen looked at First Demon Palace Protector in front of him and said calmly, "You can't use it here, so let's find another place."
"Okay!"
Knowing in his heart that the person coming was extraordinary, Jun Wentian also responded with a fighting spirit in his heart.
Ning Chen The figure turned around, stepped forward, and jumped towards the distant peak.
Jun Wentian follows up step by step, transforming into a stream of light, and goes away together.
Behind them, one Demonic General looked at each other, shocked by this sudden challenge.
"Report to the Holy Priest immediately!" The leader of the three Demonic General, a purple-armored woman said in a deep voice.
"Yes"
The other Demonic General nodded and responded in a solemn voice.
Thousands of miles away from the demon army, on Twelve Peaks of Tianwei, two powerful forces descended from the sky, and boundless war broke out.
Taishi unsheathed, full of dazzling brilliance, Daoist Sect famous frontman reappeared in the world.
Taking one step forward, the body condenses into yin and yang, and ice and fire appear together, which is shocking to the world.
The swords and palms merged together, and the remaining energy swayed in all directions. The Sword Qi and palm energy sank into the surrounding areas, and huge unfathomable ravines appeared, going deep into the mountain.
In the battle between the two powers, there is no distinction between good and evil, because good and evil have long been blurred. Both of them look serious, and their moves are powerful and leave no stone unturned. If you want to fight, just fight. There are not so many reasons.
Ten moves of fighting, the sword light became more and more dazzling, beyond cognition, beyond the peak, the only sword in the world, so bright that it was difficult to look directly at it.
"Your reputation is well-deserved, you are worthy of my full strength!"
Palm to palm, the battle situation was in an instant, Jun Wentian raised his hand to raise the wind and thunder, and Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade appeared in response, holding a gun and holding a sword, the divine weapon broke through the sword.
There was a sudden earthquake, the fire was raging, and the snow was swaying. Among the yin and yang, Ning Chen raised his hand and pointed, Sword Qi condensed on the fingertips, breaking his heart.
Jun Wentian concentrated, turned sideways, and avoided Sword Qi. Then Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade spun around, the tail blade turned sharply, and struck back forcefully.
The sword finger turned back, shaking the divine weapon with a clang. Taishi then swung it past, killing them all with a swipe, sealing their throats and passing by.
The cold front kills, and there is no room for instant setbacks. Jun Wentian flips his palm and sinks Yuan, the sky is full of wind and thunder, the unicorn solidifies, and the sword light is shaken hard.
In the summit confrontation, several moves were shocking, and the rumbling vibrations resounded throughout the summit. Both of them were the strongest in the world. Even though they had only exchanged a few moves, they were already impressed by each other.
"You are so capable, but you are helping the tyrants to slaughter the world, how sad!"
The sword is condensed Frost Bloom, the phoenix fire is lingering, Ning Chen activates the yin and yang elements again, the two extremes are intertwined and appear, under the slanting moon, the eyes are full of blazing blood.
"Your hands are full of blood. Who is qualified to judge the other between you and me?"
Jun Wentian said in a cold voice, and with one step, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade gathered tens of thousands of thunders. In an instant, the aurora was dazzling and thunder roared into the sky.
The next moment, the two figures passed each other, thunder shook the yin and yang, the wind and clouds in the nine days changed, there was a roar, and heavy rain fell.
"Scroll of Earth, Earth's Thousand Revolutions"
The sword's edge turned and crashed into the ground. Ning Chen moved his palms, and Heavenly Tome's martial arts reappeared. The ground shook in all directions, folded up from the middle, and pressed down on the front Demon Palace Protector.
"Heavenly Tome?"
Jun Wentian's eyes were slightly focused, and he stepped into the sky, avoiding the rising mountains of the earth.
Ning Chen raised his head, a strange color flashed across his face, he stamped his foot, raised his sword and jumped into the air. The cold sword light passed by again, and the blue sword waves filled the sky.
"Scroll of Heaven, Heaven's Forgiveness, Guiltless!"
Heaven and earth are intertwined, martial arts is astonishing to the world, and knowing fate with a sword in hand is the only one between heaven and earth.
Jun Wentian concentrated, raised his hand to attract wind and thunder, and the lightning of destruction spread in all directions, blocking the blue sword wave.
The aftermath of the two moves was not over, Plain-clothed Figure came again, Taishi lingered in the snow, his palm energy urged the flames, his sword and palm walked together, leaving no room for breathing.
Jun Wentian is also not afraid. He shakes Condensing Essence's palm, and the divine weapon raises wind and thunder to shake the person in front of him.
Hundreds of moves were exchanged, from the sky to the peak, the two figures kept intertwining, Sword Qi, spear light, thunder, wind and snow swept in all directions, Twelve Peaks of Tianwei mountains collapsed one after another, sand turned into waves, and falling rocks turned into rain.
Outside the battle, a Demonic General arrived. However, Jun Wentian did not speak, and no one dared to intervene.
The edge of the battle becomes more and more fierce. One moment, two moments... the two poles of martial arts are indistinguishable, each standing at the top, the hegemon among soldiers, the king among weapons, Contest of Blades is the top.
On the top of the peak, Ning Chen pointed his sword with his left hand. Suddenly, a torrent of undercurrent rushed out from Grand Beginning Sword. The wind and snow opened the boundary, the phoenix fire condensed into the sea, Two Polarities opened the formation, and Taiji Array Diagram rose into the sky.
"Is this your sword? It's not enough!"
Jun Wentian With a long shout, Wu Yuan soared into the sky, his green-haired crown shattered, his long hair flying, and his whole body covered with thunder.
The battle was reaching its peak again, and from a distance, several more figures descended from the sky, standing in the void, coming to watch the battle.
According to Momen's centuries-old legend, the Demon Palace is an undefeated protector and has never had any defeats. Who is better and continues the myth of invincibility? Every strong man present has concerns in his eyes. For Qing, the Demon Palace is now a disaster for the world, and they prefer Ninth Son of Ink Sect to win. For reasons, in the Foshan battle, First Demon Palace Protector showed a fighting power that no one under the Fourth Realm can win.
On the peak, the pouring rain became more and more fierce, and the battle between the two became more and more fierce. The sword was stronger and the spear was heavier. Even if it was not for the world or all living beings, it was just between warriors. If you meet this opponent in your life, you will have no regrets.
"Aren't Seiji and the others here yet?"
Seeing that the eastern sky has revealed the color of fish belly, the head of the three Demonic General, the purple-armored woman said in a deep voice.
"Should be here soon!"
Before the words could be spoken, three figures walked out from the distant peak. The leader was dressed in blue brocade and had a stern face, watching the battle ahead indifferently.
"Ninth Son of Ink Sect, it's him again!"
From behind, Yue Zhinv said in a deep voice with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Saint Si, this son is a great threat to the future plans of my Demon Palace. Taking action now is the best opportunity to get rid of him!" Bai Wangran suggested.
Xie Tiance raised his hand to stop the former and said calmly, "Since this guy dares to take action, how could he not be prepared? Besides, they should be coming soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, in the void opposite, figures descended from the sky one after another. There were five people in total. Their faces were covered with King Yama evil looks, and their auras were so powerful that no one dared to underestimate them.
Seeing the five people, Xie Tiance narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he looked to the other side, a cold look flashed in his eyes, he was here too. At this moment, on the distant peak, a figure with red clothes and red hair appeared, wearing a mask of the King of Hell on his face, and his aura was like an abyss, unfathomable.
"You know your fate? How is that possible!"
One of the five King Yama looked at the distant peak and said in shock.
"What's impossible?"
Under the mask of Emperor King Yama of the Song Dynasty, Mu Qianshang looked at the figure in red in the distance, and said solemnly, "He has two clones, and Scroll of Chaos is hiding his aura. He must have anticipated the current situation before taking action, and deliberately left a backup plan to deceive Demon Palace Holy Master and the people of the world!"
Ninth Son of Ink Sect and the King of Hell appear together. Nothing can dispel the doubts of the people in the world more than this.
"Want to help?"
Under another King Yama mask, Luo Xingchen said.
Mu Qianshang shook his head and said, "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. We don't know Zhi Ming's plan, so we can't act rashly and ruin his plan."
On the distant peak, the figure of Red-robed Yama flashed past. After a moment, he came to the five people and said calmly, "He asked me to tell you, don't take action!"
"Are you a demon?" Hearing the coldness in the former's tone, Mu Qianshang's expression condensed and he said slowly.
Red-robed Yama did not answer, but stood quietly, indifferently paying attention to the battle situation in the distance.
All parties show up to watch the unprecedented battle. Twelve Peaks of Tianwei, Sword Qi, and Thunder are all showing their ultimate abilities.
"I know you can do more than that, so try your best to amaze me!"
Jun Wentian raised his palm to shake away the surging phoenix fire in front of his eyes, condensed thunder with his fist, and punched out with a force that shattered the sky, shocking gods and ghosts.
Ning Chen swung his sword and blocked the strong move. With a thump, he took two steps and struck the ground with his sword. Sword Qi rose up from the ground.
Jun Wentian stepped forward, avoiding the sword lights that rushed out one after another, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade swung across the air, and then returned to the ultimate move.
As soon as he raised his hand, Zhenxian appeared and fell to the earth. Red light rose up all over the sky. Ning Chen's figure moved very fast. The afterimage was hard to see. The sword appeared and dazzled Ling Hua.
A sonorous sound resounded through the peaks, and the divine soldiers clashed, reaching their limit. Suddenly, red sword light rose into the sky like a waterfall, trapping the immortal to show off its power and kill forcefully.
Jun Wentian dodged back, and with just a hair's breadth, a Dao Sword light flashed across his chest, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood.
"Back off!"
With his injuries worsening and his angry brows rising, Jun Wentian shouted in a deep voice, smacked out a palm, and landed on the chest of the person in front of him.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, Ning Chen's figure slid out ten feet, stepped to his feet, and released his remaining energy. The mountain behind suddenly collapsed and fell down the mountain.
In a situation where both sides suffer losses, it is difficult to decide the winner. The blood dripping down the ground is so dazzling. The two strongest people in the world have accumulated fighting spirit. They swallowed the blood, suppressed the injuries, stepped out, and bullied them again.
Outside the battle, the strong men looked at this shocking battle, and their hearts were filled with waves.
"One on one, Ninth Son of Ink Sect was able to fight evenly with his brother!" Yue Zhinv said in shock.
"He was able to defeat Kylin Pavilion's ancestor with more than just conspiracy and calculation. Without corresponding force to support, any strategy is worthless." Xie Tiance said lightly.
"What Shengsi means is that Ninth Son of Ink Sect now has the ability to be on par with Jun Wentian?" Bai Wangran said in a solemn voice.
"Although it is not what I want to see, it is a fact."
Xie Tiance nodded and said calmly, "If Jun Wentian can't kill him in this battle, from now on, unless Demon Lord comes out personally, no one in the world can do anything to him!"