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Chapter 81 There is a lack of sky knife, unparalleled in the world!

Yang Gang looked at Song Youque, and a murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This is a respectable opponent, with talent, talent, and the best in the world.

But he knew that this was an enemy who must be killed!
When it was time to kill, neither side would show mercy.

In fact, Yang Gang's current situation is not very good. The dragon elephant cuts out with a single knife, and the power is countercurrent, which has great side effects.The whole body's blood and stellar energy piled up together, as if there were lumps of blood.

I have no intention of procrastinating any longer.

These are very slow to say, but in fact they only take an instant.

Many people watching the battle below didn't even react.

Suddenly, the Blood Drinking Demon Knife swung out, slashing straight at Song Youque's head.

"……ended!"

Zhao Ling stared at the sky intently, with tears shining in his eyes.

"Finally...revenge!"

Father, mother... Zero finally got his revenge!

Although it is not his own strength... But, he has become Ah Ling's only reliance in this life.Let him help you avenge and destroy the Giant God City... Ah Ling...

Zhao Ling's eyes sparkled.

This kind of kindness, Ah Ling may not be finished in this life...

however.

Would Song Youque, the invincible Heavenly Saber who had traversed the Northland for a lifetime, be easily beheaded by such a single strike?
Isn't that... regrettable?

"Yeah, what a pity~~~?"

Yang Gang suddenly had a strange feeling, his heart was empty, as if something was missing.

He instantly felt something was wrong.

But seeing Song Youque in front of him was completely defeated, he raised his broad knife again.

The Supreme Heavenly Knife of the giant god clan was slowly handed out, the wide blade did not see any waves, but it came first and then stopped in front of him.

'ding~~'

The Supreme Sky Sword, the Blood Drinking Demon Sword, and the two peerless weapons of the North meet in an instant.

There is no gorgeous light, and there is no splash of sparks.

It seems that the prosperity has faded away, and the pretense of the world has been washed away, leaving only two completely different but purest concepts of the Dao of the Sword.

The knife points collided.

Yang Gang's body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, holding the blood-drinking magic knife, he flew upside down in an instant.

Song Youque's body was also trembling, and violent forces clashed in his body.However, when he took a deep breath, the power of the primordial spirit converged with the true energy, and the unique power of the primordial spirit suddenly re-condensed.

The aura that was broken by Yang Gang climbed steadily again, and returned to the peak in an instant.

The Supreme Sky Knife in his hand buzzed and trembled excitedly, as if celebrating the revival of its master!
however.

At this time, Song Youque's temperament had completely changed.

From being domineering and unparalleled in the world, he became lonely and vicissitudes... like a peerless master who has practiced martial arts but lost everything, and his life is full of frustration.

It was as if Yang Gang's knife had completely shattered his past path.

But it helped him achieve that unparalleled sword...

"There is a lack - the sky knife."

The bronze-colored broad knife with a length of one foot and three feet does not see any sharpness, but it seems to abandon all good things and blend all the shortcomings of the world.

Song Youque followed the Supreme Heavenly Sword like a shadow.

Slash at Yang Gang!

Yang Gang was stunned on the spot.

I just want to let the opponent's knife cut on my head unscrupulously.In this way... there will be no more regrets in this life!
At this moment, his body has completely given up resistance.

however.

Under the Zhan Qing Xin Jue, his mind was as clear as water, and he knew that all of this was clearly an illusion.

It was the illusion given to him by this "missing" sky knife!
The heart is clearly aware of the body but instinctively wants to give up resistance. This feeling makes people want to vomit blood.

This is the real flawed sword.

It was a step that Song Youque had pursued all his life, but was reluctant to take.

It is precisely such a contradictory mentality that gave birth to this style of saber technique that is full of regrets and is close to the Tao.

this moment.

There is a lack of sky knife, Dacheng!
Yang Gang stared fixedly at the bronze-colored broadsword that was getting closer and closer in front of him.

Under the Heart Art of Cutting Emotions, the mind is completely clear.

Such a knife is similar to Zuo Wang's knife.Just like that thousands of years ago, the Immortal Zuowang sealed his life in the Beihan Tribulation Monument.

It has surpassed the extreme of the world and reached the fairyland.

How can such a knife be solved?
suddenly.

With a thought in his mind, Fulin began to run the Heart Art of Severing Emotion sincerely.

"Sit and forget!"

A loud shout pierced the sky.

The Emotional Severing Realm, which is countless times stronger than the ordinary Realm Realm, surges in the body like a torrent of water, turning into blades of the world of mortals, slashing into the sea of ​​consciousness.

this moment.

He seems to have forgotten time, space, and everything around him.

I also forgot...the regrets in my heart.

Sitting and forgetting a knife... cut himself first!
With this knife, he cut off all emotions in his body except rationality, and escaped into a ruthless, desireless, absolutely rational state of heaven and man.With a heart that is as clear as water, he regains control of all the power in his body.

Immediately.

The berserk Zhanqing Zhengang spewed out, pouring blood into the drinking magic knife.

Suddenly cut out with a knife.

Song Youque's Youque Tiandao was sublimated to the extreme in this battle.

His Zuo Wang Yi Dao was also in this battle, surpassing the ordinary and reaching the peak!
There is a lack of right to sit and forget.

Who can win?
The people below looked so carried away that they almost forgot to breathe.

His eyes were tightly locked on the two peerless magic weapons that met in the sky.

when~~~
The melodious sound of gold and iron spread throughout Sifang City.

Followed by.

There was another knife-knife collision, and the beeping sounded endlessly. The two figures transformed into countless phantoms, quickly meeting and separating in the air, condensing the strength of the whole body to the extreme, and the terrifying speed made people unable to see the figure clearly.

Even some Yuanshen masters could barely see the blurred trajectories of the two at this time.

Pieces of cloth and silk fluttered, and remnants of hair flew up.

Even... blood stained the sky.

At the most intense moment of the battle, both sides have already begun to suffer.

Fierce confrontation again and again, astral energy and true essence gushing, blood and rags flying...

This is an ups and downs, exciting battle.

It was so addictive to watch, and I wanted to drink three hundred cups, I felt that I would live up to this world-shattering battle!
This is the battle between the two peerless Dao of Swordsmen in the North.

Breakthroughs time after time, sublimation time after time.Only they can put such pressure on each other!
"Hahaha~~~ Good good, good wine! Good knife!"

In front of the city gate below.

The iron-mouthed old scholar shook his wine bag, looked up at the sky, and gulped down the spirits.

The smell of alcohol rose, his eyes were already drunk, but his face became paler and paler.

"These two peerless knives are really unparalleled in the world!"

"...Unparalleled in the world!"

As the old man sighed, his eyes were fixed on the sky all the time, his expression was very excited, as if he didn't want to miss a moment.

"Grandpa~~"

Lian'er held his arm worriedly, tried to snatch the wine bag several times, but was dodged.

"Lian'er is good, the old man has such a strong body, he won't live long. Just let me drink more, just today, just today..." The old man murmured, "Jiangshan is easy to grow old, time is wasted. Wine and sword follow Ma, the sword is as long as yesterday... Brother Xue, are you okay down there..."

"Little brother... I want to accompany you..."

talking.

The old man smelled of alcohol and his eyes were foggy, slowly stretched his hands into his arms.

(End of this chapter)