The first battle ended, and everyone was shocked. No one expected that Baili Shengqiu and Gongyang Kugu would die together.

"See off for the General!"

At this time, King Haoluo shouted on the sky and beat his right fist heavily on his left chest. The martial arts man in the Wei Dynasty also made the same move.

The sound of slews was like beating a drum, filled with tragic feelings.

"Human hearts are terrifying!"

Lin Yedu, the Holy Lord of Qiankun, felt emotion. Looking at the martial artist of the Great Wei Dynasty, his eyes were filled with fear.

There is reincarnation in the world, and the martial artist has his next life.

Although the Yang Hanjian used flesh and blood and soul to condense, he would kill Baili Shengqiu with one blow, but he would never have reincarnation and the next life and completely die.

If everyone in the Great Wei Wu Madam was like this, this battle would be so tragic.

"hateful!"

At the same time, Baili Jianqiu couldn't help but scold him.

In this battle, Baili Shengqiu gained the absolute advantage. He was careless for a moment and ended up like this.

After anger for a while, Baili Jianqiu's expression became calm again and gradually returned to normal. Although he was a brother, after thousands of years of vicissitudes, this family affection became weaker.

For the Donghuang Immortal Sect, the number of strong men is far greater than that of the Great Wei Dynasty. They die, and every time the Great Wei martial man dies, it is fatal.

The advantage of this battle is still in the Donghuang Immortal Sect.

Without delaying anything, Baili Shengqiu ordered, "Fight again in the second game!"

A burly man, naked, carrying this snow-bright sky sword on his back, stood there, and the terrifying knife trembled in the void in all directions.

As soon as the burly man came on stage, he pulled out the sky sword behind him, pointed at the martial arts man from the Great Wei Dynasty from a distance, shouting: "I am the sacred land of the universe and the clouds, who will fight me!"

The words are rolling like thunder, and are mixed with sharp momentum like a blade, which makes countless people feel pain in their skin, which shows their achievements in the sword art.

Seeing this, the Great Wei Wufu wanted to fight to go up and fight. Obviously, the death of the Gongyang Hanjian greatly stimulated the Great Wei Wufu's emotions.

"Don't rob anyone, I will compete with him!"

At this time, a light shout sounded, and a slightly thin figure walked out with firm steps.

"Everyone, if I die, there is no need to be sad. This is what I wish!"

General Han Zhi spoke, as if he was giving his last words in advance. It was obvious that in this battle, Han Zhi was ready to die.

Then, under the heavy gaze of the Great Wei martial artists, Han Zhi flashed and suddenly burst into pieces in his thin body.

The sound of the sword resounded throughout the nine heavens, and the endless murderous intent spread like a sea of ​​anger. Unlike Feng Xingyun's sharp sword intent, Han Zhi's sword intent was restrained and implicit.

"Huh? I didn't expect to meet someone from my fellow countrymen today!"

The best in swordsmanship, the most martial artists practice swordsmanship, and fewer people with swordsmanship are borne by swordsmanship.

Feng Xingyun was surprised and his eyes ignited a fierce fighting spirit.

"It just so happens that I will kill you today and prove that my sword is unparalleled."

"Come on when you have the guts!"

Han Zhi responded indifferently, with a fierce fighting spirit.

The two of them released their sword intentions at the same time. One of them was like the sea and the other was like the abyss, and they collided in the sky.

The sea can fill the abyss, and the abyss can swallow the sea. Although the two did not formally fight, the sword intent of both sides had already started a fierce and terrifying confrontation.

The two sword intents suddenly stirred up an endless frenzy, colliding fiercely in the sky, as if a silent thunder exploded.

After a long time, the raging sword intent in the field faded away. Both Feng Xingyun and Han Zhi showed their solemnity and all discovered the strength of the other party's sword path.

Clam! Clam!

Finally, with two intense swords, the two drew their swords at the same time to attack and kill.

Han Zhi waved his hand and pulled out a long black sword, which was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and dropped thousands of sword auras, each wisp exuded a sharp aura.

The blade slashed out, and endless black sword spirit swept out like anger. Whether it was the sword force or the sword intent, it seemed extremely strong and majestic.

Feng Xingyun also waved the Snow Bright Sky Sword in his hand, and the sharp killing sword energy swept out, like heavy snow in the sky, pouring over the world.

The two strong men took action at the same time, and the sword sounded excitedly in the nine heavens, and the sword light shrouded over a hundred miles.

At the battlefield, it seemed like two suns and moons were rising, one was surging black light, and one was shiny and the other was shiny, all of which were rolling with unparalleled sword aura.

Dangdangdangdang-

In an instant, the two heroes in the sword clashed together, and the sound of golden iron pierced into the eardrums!

The endless sword energy collided, as if thousands of fireworks were blooming in the void, the sword light was shining, and the sword light was dazzling.

The knife is similar to the fist, and it takes a domineering and powerful path.

At this moment, the two heroes in the sword were even more intense than the battle between Baili Shengqiu and Gongyang Kujian just now, and the power it caused was thrilling.

Not to mention the martial arts of both sides, even the monks in other domain stared at them.

In just a moment, Feng Xingyun and Han Zhi fought for hundreds of rounds.

The peaks of dozens of miles in a radius were broken by the sharp sword energy of both sides. From a distance, the ravines were crisscrossed.

The people of the Eastern Wilderness looked here, and the fierce battle between the two caused a terrifying vision, as if it was a scene of destruction.

Feng Xingyun and Han Zhi became more courageous and fiercer the more they fought.

Both of them were fully integrated into their own swords, like two peerless heavenly swords, cutting through the void and shaking the world.

The martial artists on both sides shouted and were hoping that their strong men could win the battle.

The black sword is like abyss, the sky sword is like a sea, and various sword magical powers emerge one after another, and the battle continues to boil, and the two of them are almost crazy.

As the war became more and more intense, blood kept falling from the sky, like flames.

But both of them don’t care about their injuries at all. They continue to fight for the enemy, showing their tragic tragedy. As swordsmen, no matter how much injuries are, they are bleeding, they are unwilling to take a step back, because once they retreat, it means admitting that they are not as good as the other party, and the sword will become dull, and it will be a matter of time before they lose.

This battle lasted for thousands of rounds, and the mountain peaks within a radius of hundreds of miles were all destroyed, and there were residual sword energy everywhere.

boom!

Suddenly, the two fought each other, and the sword energy exploded, and both flew backwards a thousand feet away.

When they stopped, the two of them were disheveled, both of them were gasping for breath, and the knife in their hands was trembling violently.

A wound appeared on Han Zhi's neck, and blood was flowing, almost beheaded, and Feng Xingyun's chest also had a deep bone-scar.

In addition, the wounds of the two of them are even more difficult to count, and they are stained with blood, both in their clothes and in their skin.

Seeing the two of them, both sides took a breath of air conditioning!

Tragic!

Too tragic!

The battle between these two people is completely fancy, they are completely trying to kill themselves!

At this time, Han Zhi was panting. Although he suffered a significant injury, his energy and spirit were always as bright as a furnace.

He raised the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Feng Xingyun, you and I have similar strengths. If you fight for another three days and three nights, you may not be able to decide the winner. It is better to use the last sword to determine the winner and the death."

"That's the point!"

Feng Xingyun Zhen responded with a shout, and the long sword was raised.
Chapter completed!