"I'm talking about evolution, but haven't my feet still retreated?"

Liuxia stopped the blade and looked at the War Emperor who had withdrawn more than ten steps away from the opposite side, with a slightly raised brow.

“Back…?”

The Emperor of War looked down at his feet and suddenly came to his senses from his astonishment.

When facing the death-death sword just now, his body moved faster than his brain, subconsciously retreated backwards and avoided the deadly snake kiss.

The eleven-shaped type Wurui Shaoyao, which was learned from the secret sword swallow's return, can swing three swords from different angles at the same moment and turn into a purgatory of swords, making it impossible for all enemies to escape.

That was a sword that reached the second magical realm, a magic sword that even the martial god could not reach.

The method of cracking from the front almost does not exist. Facing this sword, you can only keep retreating and then retreating to escape from its encirclement, otherwise you will definitely die.

When facing a crisis of death, Emperor Zhan subconsciously retreated and avoided the flowering peony. If he had slowed down his reaction, his neck would have been broken.

"Damn...! Dark Explosion Sword!"

The War Emperor trembled all over and couldn't help but feel angry and raised the God-killing Sword in his hand, turned into a pitch-black light, and slashed down from the sky with great force.

"Bear!"

But at the same time, the forty-meter-long giant flaming sword suddenly swept out, slashing the pitch-black light from the middle, burning it to pieces, leaving no trace of it.

"What?"

The Emperor of War stood there in surprise.

Liuxia, opposite him, took back the burning flame-burning He Dao from his head with a drizzle-like look.

"It seems you don't have the qualifications to surpass your limits."

Liuxia played with the He knife in her hand, turned the handle of the knife and threw it up, then caught the handle of the knife, allowing the flames on the knife to turn into a beautiful ring.

"So that's the case, then the farce is time to end."

The plain words seemed to be assertions made from God's mouth, with irresistible courage.

"I don't believe it!"

Emperor Zhan shouted angrily, his hands highlighted blue veins, and he held the black sword side by side, lifted it up above his head.

"This is my strongest blow. If it can be finished, it will be over and show me!"

"Look at the move!——Evil Light Slash!!"

The dark light condensed on the sword body, forming a huge black sword towering into the clouds, slashing towards the earth like a giant opening the sky.

The sword fell and the entire palace would be cut in half in an instant.

The moment the sword appeared, Aliya and Rozali suddenly changed their faces. Even the entire palace saw the sword, their faces were as if they were earth-tongued and shocked.

"——The Thirteenth Type·Three Stages of Ignorance."

Liuxia was still indifferent, but instead turned to holding the knife in both hands, and stomping his feet on the ground with a thrust of teeth, and the colored sword light condensed at one point.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Three consecutive collisions sounded almost at the same time. The tip of Hedao's sword was like Nabistin's teeth in the blink of an eye, accurately hitting the blade of the black giant sword.

The harsh buzzing sound formed a sound wave, almost enough to shatter the internal organs, and even the rocks under the feet of the two of them could not help but shatter.

"Crack--!"

Immediately afterwards, under the unbelievable gaze of the War Emperor, countless cracks spread out above the nearly 100-meter-long black giant sword, centered on the collision point of the Hese sword tip.

In the end, the entire lightsaber burst into pieces, turned into countless black spots and scattered out, and gradually disappeared into countless tiny light chips, and eventually disappeared into invisible.

"I lost... I lost my strongest sword skills like this?"

Emperor Zhan was stunned and silent, his face full of confusion.

"No, can this kind of power really be considered a sword skill?"

Liuxia's three-stage thrusts of Wurui and Wuming appeared in his mind. He did not use any fancy abilities. Just using the changes of the sword itself, he blocked his strongest move and gave him a sense of crisis of death.

Compared with that technique, his sword skills cannot be called sword skills at all, right?

So what should be the real sword skill?

Emperor Zhan began to doubt his life and felt that his past eighty-year-old life might have been wasted.

Perhaps only the technique that exhausts the changes of the sword itself can be considered a real sword skill, right?

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sharp sword energy roared and pierced through his chest in the blink of an eye.

Blood splashed out, dyeing the rugged ground red.

"bump."

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Zhan fell down weakly, and the dark sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

"Ah... can't you beat the brave?"

The body and voice of the Emperor of War gradually became sluggish.

Her hair turned gray again, wrinkles covered her face, and the raised muscles in her body slowly shrank back. In the blink of an eye, she turned back into an old man in her eighties, as if the short youth just now was just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.

His words were also filled with regret and loss. He exhausted all his strength and even dedicated his soul and dignity to the Demon King. He was still no match for the brave. Is the so-called brave man really such an invincible existence?

"You misunderstood one thing."

Liuxia put away the Hekutou in her hand.

"I'm not so strong because I'm a brave man."

After saying that, Liuxia ignored the Emperor of War and turned around and walked out of the ravaged open space.

"Isn't it because of the brave that he is so strong?"

When Emperor Zhan heard this, he fell into deep thought, and then he suddenly realized it.

"Is it because I am very strong that I become a brave man?"

Cause and effect are reversed.

Only after ordinary brave men are summoned will they gradually become stronger, but this brave man becomes a brave man because he is very strong.

In other words, this guy is not a brave man of his own nature at all. He is an exception among the exceptions and an "unreasonable brave man".

If it were an ordinary brave man coming, he might be able to win, but if the target was this unreasonable brave man, there would be nothing he could do.

"Rozali..."

The War Emperor turned his head and looked at Rozali at the entrance of the open space.

But Rozali looked at him with extremely strange eyes, accompanied by the collapse of faith, and the disappointment, loneliness, and even hatred that arises from it.

"Ah...Is what I did right or wrong?"

Looking at the unfamiliar eyes, the Zhan Emperor felt a long-lost regret in his heart.

But now that things have come to this point, there is no chance to turn back.

"Little Rozali, I like you the most..."

The last words fell, and the Emperor of War gradually became desolate.

The already listless aura slowly returned to nothing and disappeared completely.

The blood on the ground also dried up.

He fought against the emperor and died.

"Father..."
Chapter completed!