Xianhong Road

Chapter 1202 Shemale Sword

"Breaking... breaking the boundary!"

In the endless horror and shock, Qianye Ancient Buddha spoke incomparably difficult.

The eternal sword that turned from life to death turned into eternity in an instant, burning all the vitality of the physical body, burning the spiritual will of the super-powerful, burning the will of the supreme sword, the sword light that cannot be described in any color All existence is destroyed.

Starting from the Buddha Realm, the space interface is cut like tofu, and extends infinitely... Heaven... Immortal... Underworld... Demon Realm... Demon Realm... Mortal Realm...

Then the entire space of the seven realms, the infinite universe, was forcibly penetrated.

a sword,
Just a sword.

The strongest iron wall alliance in the Seven Realms collapsed and disbanded.

Most of the seven great emperors and 49 immortal emperors were killed or injured, and all the immortal emperors died.

The blood of the great emperors and immortal emperors soaked the blue sky.

Wanfo Mountain, the last pure land of Baling Mountain, turned into nothingness in this sword.

The powers of the Seven Realms and countless powerful and supernatural beings were stunned at this moment.

At that moment, the eternal sword pierced through the entire system of the seven realms, and there was a sound of "clang chi" in the dark, as if something had been broken.

Qianye Ancient Buddha looked at the crack extending beyond the Seven Realms, and his heart skipped a beat.

A strange breath from outside the realm flooded into the seven realms system.

If you don't go now, when will you wait?
Swish!
The figure of Qianye Ancient Buddha turned into a bright and gorgeous beam of light, rushing through the deep and boundless crack like lightning, and his breath disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this scene, many strong men were taken aback.

Although Qianye Ancient Buddha lost a powerful demon body, he seized the opportunity to break away from the shackles of the Seven Realms and enter the vast universe.

Yang Fan held Wushuang Broken Sword in his hand, closed his eyes, and did not make another sword move.

The moment he cut out that sword, he completely turned from life to death.

The physical body, spiritual will, and the derived tree all turned into true death with the eternal sword at that moment.

His figure is like a sculpture, standing between the Milky Way, surrounded by huge boulders weighing trillions of catties, rushing towards various places in the Buddhist world like meteors, and there are shocking noises.

The powers of the Seven Realms were all terrified.

When their spiritual will swept over Yang Fan, they found that there was hardly a trace of life in him.

Could it be that this boundary-breaking sword that transformed into eternity made this person who was enough to shock through the ages disappear with the wind?
On the Star Fort of Reincarnation, Hu Fei, Yun Yuxi, Deng Shiyao, Yang Chen, Lin Cheng and others stood there like sculptures, silent.

"As the arrogance of an era, it is a pity and admirable to understand cause and effect with this world-shattering sword..."

A great emperor recovered from the lingering fear, and the incomparable shock remained on his face.

"Since the early opening of the Seven Realms, it has been rare to see such a peerless person who looks at the universe."

A hidden strong man against the sky muttered to himself.

Countless powerful beings in the Seven Realms couldn't find the turbid breath in their hearts at this moment.

Everyone was staring at the stalwart figure holding a broken sword in Tianhe universe, who looked down upon the universe.

The huge wind between the sky and the earth, and the countless boulders roared wildly, but they were not close to this person.

This is a man who is in awe of the world.

With an epoch-making sword, he cut through the entire Seven Realms.

The demeanor of that one person and one sword is engraved in the hearts of everyone. Even if eternity passes, this moment will never be forgotten.

On the Star Castle of Reincarnation, Yun Yuxi and Deng Shiyao were holding hands tightly, tears were hanging from the corners of their eyes, whether it was grief, pride, or hope, they were like blooming lotus flowers.

Yang Chen heard his mother sobbing softly, he clenched his fists and said to himself, "Father, you must not..."

At this time, everyone's focus was fixed on the man in Tianhe.

His lifeless body was like a statue, his face still maintained a strong self-confidence, and he still had the determination to die. The broken sword in his hand was hanging obliquely in the air, and his clothes were flying.

The self-confidence on his face made people have no doubts about his determination to win all the invincible players in the world.

When he stood upright in the sky and the earth, the bottomless crack that cut through the seven worlds lasted for ten breaths.

At this time, the spatial order in the Seven Realms gradually came into play, and it seemed so difficult to penetrate the gaps in the Seven Realms and start repairing them.

"The power of breaking the boundary has lasted for such a long time. Even in the ancient times, almost no strong man against the sky can do this."

An old immortal emperor was amazed and sighed.

"The breaking of boundaries recorded in ancient books generally only lasts for a moment, and then heals quickly. Xianhong Daozu is not only the arrogance of this era, but also a miracle that looks down upon the ages and the universe."

"Yeah, all the legends of an era can't compare with his instant brilliance."

No matter who had any prejudice against Yang Fan in the past, they are deeply in awe at this moment.

The pale face of Dragon Emperor Ancestor, who was severely injured, revealed a complex expression, which also contained indescribable shock and fear.

If that sword wasn't aimed at the supreme iron rule that was running in the dark of the entire Seven Realms system, but at a certain person... the Dragon Emperor's heart trembled in fear.

Even if the world is defeated by this sword, let alone the individual life?

——Although it is as strong as the emperor.

As the bottomless crack gradually closed, everyone couldn't help but look up at the stalwart figure standing proudly in the sky.

Unanimously, no one moved.

The Seven Realms rule system at this moment is still in the process of restoration.

Suddenly, one of the great emperors shrank his pupils and suddenly held his breath.

The broken sword in the hand of the man standing tall like an ancient God of War seemed to tremble slightly.

An imperceptible trace of vitality was derived from the broken sword, and then slowly spread to the whole body.

Then, a trembling sword sound resounded in the dead silence of the world.

Everyone on the Star Fort of Reincarnation showed surprise.

At this moment, in the life core world, the tree that had died out suddenly regained its vitality, and the samsara and life energy continued throughout the original world.

Derived from the original power of the original world, it is more refined and powerful.

After slashing out the eternal sword that surpassed the shackles of himself, Yang Fan's cultivation has improved a bit invisibly.

His fleshly body in the Seven Realms quickly regained its blood color, and the divine light unintentionally shot out from his eyes made everything in the world tremble.

With every gesture, Yang Fan exuded a supreme power that towered over the universe.

Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes, comprehending the sword just now.

That sword was the first time since the reincarnation period that he completely put himself to death, and experienced life and death beyond the great reincarnation once again from absolute death.

This experience gave him a deeper understanding of Xianhong's next stage, beyond the level of the Great Reincarnation.

"He's not dead?"

The powerful gates of the Seven Realms exploded, but they quickly returned to normal, and their nerves were tense.

Is it a blessing or a curse for such a super pervert to survive in the Seven Realms?

Fortunately, Yang Fan stood where he was, with a calm expression and steady breathing, and he didn't intend to make a second sword.

"Wushuang, from now on, you will surpass the shackles of Qi Dao, the Seven Realms to the High-speed Railway, no matter how difficult it is to restrain you."

Yang Fan suddenly smiled, opened his eyes, and flew out with the Wushuang Broken Sword in his hand.

The Peerless Excalibur, which ranks first in the list of Supreme Divine Weapons of the Seven Realms, floats in mid-air, trembling slowly.

Immediately, in a sharp white crystal light, the Wushuang Broken Sword, which made the Seven Realms fearful, turned into a man in white.

Still a man in white clothes like snow, without a sword on his body, but his whole body exudes an aura that makes all kinds of swords surrender.

Wushuang's cold face, which had never been melted for thousands of years, showed an unprecedented kind smile.

"Thank you." He just said to Yang Fan.

Take a long bow.

Yang Fan supported him steadily, with a smile on his face.

The two looked at each other, more in silence.

And everything is realized in an instant.

This kind of sword intent round of life and death has surpassed ordinary friendship.

"Haha Wushuang, we finally met again..."

Hu Fei flew over from the reincarnation star castle, stepped forward and patted Wushuang on the shoulder.

The three people who have known each other since the beginning of the mortal world are now standing together on the top of the seven worlds, and they are indescribably kind and happy.

The three hands were held together, with joy, emotion and understanding in their eyes.

At this moment, it seemed that there were only three people left in the world.

It belongs to the ancient friendship of man, demon and sword.

From the vast and mortal world, it continues to the top of the seven worlds.

The powers of the seven realms wandered in the Buddhist realm with their spiritual will, and they were surprisingly silent at this moment.

If memory serves me correctly, these three people all come from a small interface in the vast mortal world.

However, in the process of advancing against the current, they either competed for the front, were enemies or friends, or fought side by side until today.

This kind of friendship can be a promise to fight to the upper realm alone, and it can even break through the universe with a single sword, and pierce the high-speed iron.

This kind of friendship can block the most terrifying enemy in the most dangerous moment, even with a sword to death.

This kind of friendship can go beyond the limitations of race and life, and can go up and down the mountain of swords and fire, and even fight against the entire race.

People, demons, swords.

Different races, different lives, even beyond the shackles of life.

But at the moment.

In Tianhe Universe, the three hands were tightly held together.

The hazy crack that has not yet healed and pierced through the world of the seven worlds sets off the demeanor of the three of them.

At this moment, while the experts from the seven realms were silent, their hearts were inexplicably touched.

In the indifferent world of comprehension, in the indifferent world of immortals, when encountering legends of humans, demons, and swords, they stand at the peak of the seven realms and extend their friendship to eternity.

They don't need to betray their friends, and they don't need to fight each other. They also stand on top of the world.

Despite numerous setbacks, they went to the end and had the last laugh.

Many great emperors and immortal emperors felt an unprecedented shame in their hearts.

Many strong people who have reached the pinnacle, especially those above the immortal emperor level, when they set foot on the top of the cloud, there are not many related people in this world except themselves.

The lonely, cold heart gradually spread.

After a long time, the hazy crack that pierced the Seven Realms healed.

The three hands were slowly released.

"We haven't been together for a long time, we must find a place to get together, and we must not return home drunk."

Hu Fei smiled, and said with dancing.

He seems to have returned to that naughty little monkey back then.

"Okay." Wushuang's cold face was not as blunt as before, and there was a real depth in his voice.

Yang Fan felt relieved from the bottom of his heart.

As far as the eyes can see, on the Star Fort of Reincarnation, the gazes of Yun Yuxi and Deng Shiyao are affectionate, warm and plain.

And at this time, in the depths of the soul, the eternal voice came again:
"Three." A determined voice.

"In the whole big world, there are only three of us left." A gentle male voice.

……

Yang Fan clenched his hands involuntarily, and his eyes trembled faintly.

(Last night, the Internet was disconnected..

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(End of this chapter)