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The cultivation of the Dragon King is much stronger, so there is still room for thinking. But Jianyu, Qinglong, Ling Taixu and others, looking at the figure of the sword pointing at the sky and fighting with the sky, only fear and fear are left in their eyes. The spirit of dominating heaven and earth, the dignity of ignoring everything, had already risen to a high and unattainable position in their hearts.
Even if we know that Sikong Banyu has just broken through the semi divine realm, that is, the metaphysical realm, and they are in the same realm, but in terms of strength, is it really the same level? I'm afraid no one dares to think so. At least they don't think they have the courage to fight against the heaven and the courage to fear everything under the great power of the heaven and earth.
"Lingli Ha ha, it's a good feeling. Although the spiritual power has just been promoted to xuanjing, there are not many from Zhenyuan, but this is the real strength. " Sikong Banyu feels the infinite power hidden in the spiritual power running in the muscles and veins, which makes him feel refreshed. Since he came to this world, he has fallen from a high emperor to an ordinary man, and has become useless from holding the sky in his hand. Now he feels the power of spiritual power again, and feels the majesty of the once strong man. His heart is very comfortable.
"I have found the feeling of the strong again today, so let this hand of destiny come to offer a memorial ceremony." Sikong Banyu sneered. On the sword in his hand, Muran breathed the Yellow sword. With each puff of sword, the breath of Sikong Banyu would be stronger.
It belongs to his emperor's will and his son of heaven kendo. The hands of fate of those two knuckles, separated from the clouds, brought a terrible pressure on their faces, and the whole earth began to tremble, as if everything had to crawl in the power of fate, without the qualification to lift it.
As the main target of the hand of fate, Sikong Banyu has a stronger sense of oppression. It's just It was not the first time that he had experienced the hand of fate, and he was ready for it. Although the strength is not as good as before, but the power of the hand of destiny is also not as good as before. Let Sikong feel half language, at most, it is just like the original five five five open.
"The hand of fate? I was able to hold you back twice. Today, just two knuckles, I have delusions to stop me. It's beyond my ability. " Sikong Banyu drank softly, and his body suddenly rushed out. In an instant, with the movement of Sikong Banyu, the whole position centered on him, countless sword Qi directly changed from emptiness to reality and condensed behind him.
At the moment, Sikong Banyu is like an emperor in the sword, commanding the thousands of sword soldiers, charging towards the hand of fate. The terrible power of sword Qi pierces the surrounding void, revealing cracks, as if the end of the world is coming.
"The emperor is angry Drink... " The long sword in his hand was lifted up. In an instant, the light of the sword flickered out of the sword body, and it was submerged in it without a trace of it. At the moment, Sikong Banyu has turned into an imperial sword with a sword pointing at the sky. At the same time, the sword spirit that followed him quickly converged together. In a moment, it formed a huge sword spirit of terror and majesty, and it went straight to the place where the hand of fate was.
People's eyes were burning at this scene, and their hearts were beating. Even if it was a dragon king, it was rare to see such a war.
The two knuckles of the hand of fate poured down, and the golden light flowed on the fingertips. Facing the terrifying sword spirit of Sikong's half language, they rolled down. Finally The tip of the finger and the tip of the sword touch together.
"Boom..." An invisible explosion broke out at the place where the two contacted, forming a terrible shock wave. It swept over the sky of Chanzhou and pushed the convoluted dark clouds in the sky out of the territory of Chanzhou in an instant. There was no foreign matter in the sky far above Chanzhou. It was empty and chilling.
This is still in Chanzhou. This kind of development is only the direct existence of the second and third tier cities. There are few high-rise buildings. If it is in the first-class developed city, the appearance of this shock wave will make countless people suffer from disaster. It has always been an unchangeable truth that immortals fight and mortals suffer.
"Boom..." After the sword Qi and the hand of fate contacted, they seemed to be completely frozen, and they began to shake each other, as if no one could do anything about them. The naked eye could see that they were motionless in the void. However, any warrior who can sense the fluctuation of aura can feel that the aura around him has been completely emptied, while the two in stalemate are fighting for the final battle.
"Ha ha Do you think my most powerful blow, Emperor's anger, is only this powerful? " Sikong half language to hold the hand of fate of the two knuckles, cold hum in the heart. Emperor's anger is his perception of the son of heaven's kendo. Up to now, he has learned the most powerful blow. He has never had a chance to use it before, because the emperor's anger requires the participation of spiritual power, and Zhenyuan and internal breathing are irreplaceable. Of course If you can add the power of Qi, the power will naturally be incomparable.
It's a pity that Sikong's half language doesn't have any Qi power any more. The already weak Qi Yun Jin Long has already been injected into sevina's body on the land of Europe before.
It's a terrible move for the emperor."When the emperor is angry, the floating corpse is a million and the blood is flowing thousands of miles. As a master of fate, you don't understand this. It seems that you are just a dying fate. " Sikong half language sneer.
"Angry..."
With the roar of Sikong Banyu, the huge sword spirit suddenly seems like a majestic emperor who has thrown out the Amulet of commanding all the armies. Countless sword Qi directly separated from the body of the sword and swarmed out from the side by millions, and directly rushed to the two knuckles of the hand of destiny.
"BAM Bang Bang..."
"Boom..."
The sword spirit seemed to be continuous. Under such a terrible impact, it only lasted less than five breaths. The two knuckles of the majestic hand of destiny collapsed suddenly and turned into scattered yellow light in the air, slowly melting into the void and disappearing without trace.
At the moment when the hand of fate disappeared, Sikong Banyu also recovered and stood in the air, looking ironically at the direction in which the hand of destiny was destroyed, full of disdain.
"The hand of fate, that's all."
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Even if we know that Sikong Banyu has just broken through the semi divine realm, that is, the metaphysical realm, and they are in the same realm, but in terms of strength, is it really the same level? I'm afraid no one dares to think so. At least they don't think they have the courage to fight against the heaven and the courage to fear everything under the great power of the heaven and earth.
"Lingli Ha ha, it's a good feeling. Although the spiritual power has just been promoted to xuanjing, there are not many from Zhenyuan, but this is the real strength. " Sikong Banyu feels the infinite power hidden in the spiritual power running in the muscles and veins, which makes him feel refreshed. Since he came to this world, he has fallen from a high emperor to an ordinary man, and has become useless from holding the sky in his hand. Now he feels the power of spiritual power again, and feels the majesty of the once strong man. His heart is very comfortable.
"I have found the feeling of the strong again today, so let this hand of destiny come to offer a memorial ceremony." Sikong Banyu sneered. On the sword in his hand, Muran breathed the Yellow sword. With each puff of sword, the breath of Sikong Banyu would be stronger.
It belongs to his emperor's will and his son of heaven kendo. The hands of fate of those two knuckles, separated from the clouds, brought a terrible pressure on their faces, and the whole earth began to tremble, as if everything had to crawl in the power of fate, without the qualification to lift it.
As the main target of the hand of fate, Sikong Banyu has a stronger sense of oppression. It's just It was not the first time that he had experienced the hand of fate, and he was ready for it. Although the strength is not as good as before, but the power of the hand of destiny is also not as good as before. Let Sikong feel half language, at most, it is just like the original five five five open.
"The hand of fate? I was able to hold you back twice. Today, just two knuckles, I have delusions to stop me. It's beyond my ability. " Sikong Banyu drank softly, and his body suddenly rushed out. In an instant, with the movement of Sikong Banyu, the whole position centered on him, countless sword Qi directly changed from emptiness to reality and condensed behind him.
At the moment, Sikong Banyu is like an emperor in the sword, commanding the thousands of sword soldiers, charging towards the hand of fate. The terrible power of sword Qi pierces the surrounding void, revealing cracks, as if the end of the world is coming.
"The emperor is angry Drink... " The long sword in his hand was lifted up. In an instant, the light of the sword flickered out of the sword body, and it was submerged in it without a trace of it. At the moment, Sikong Banyu has turned into an imperial sword with a sword pointing at the sky. At the same time, the sword spirit that followed him quickly converged together. In a moment, it formed a huge sword spirit of terror and majesty, and it went straight to the place where the hand of fate was.
People's eyes were burning at this scene, and their hearts were beating. Even if it was a dragon king, it was rare to see such a war.
The two knuckles of the hand of fate poured down, and the golden light flowed on the fingertips. Facing the terrifying sword spirit of Sikong's half language, they rolled down. Finally The tip of the finger and the tip of the sword touch together.
"Boom..." An invisible explosion broke out at the place where the two contacted, forming a terrible shock wave. It swept over the sky of Chanzhou and pushed the convoluted dark clouds in the sky out of the territory of Chanzhou in an instant. There was no foreign matter in the sky far above Chanzhou. It was empty and chilling.
This is still in Chanzhou. This kind of development is only the direct existence of the second and third tier cities. There are few high-rise buildings. If it is in the first-class developed city, the appearance of this shock wave will make countless people suffer from disaster. It has always been an unchangeable truth that immortals fight and mortals suffer.
"Boom..." After the sword Qi and the hand of fate contacted, they seemed to be completely frozen, and they began to shake each other, as if no one could do anything about them. The naked eye could see that they were motionless in the void. However, any warrior who can sense the fluctuation of aura can feel that the aura around him has been completely emptied, while the two in stalemate are fighting for the final battle.
"Ha ha Do you think my most powerful blow, Emperor's anger, is only this powerful? " Sikong half language to hold the hand of fate of the two knuckles, cold hum in the heart. Emperor's anger is his perception of the son of heaven's kendo. Up to now, he has learned the most powerful blow. He has never had a chance to use it before, because the emperor's anger requires the participation of spiritual power, and Zhenyuan and internal breathing are irreplaceable. Of course If you can add the power of Qi, the power will naturally be incomparable.
It's a pity that Sikong's half language doesn't have any Qi power any more. The already weak Qi Yun Jin Long has already been injected into sevina's body on the land of Europe before.
It's a terrible move for the emperor."When the emperor is angry, the floating corpse is a million and the blood is flowing thousands of miles. As a master of fate, you don't understand this. It seems that you are just a dying fate. " Sikong half language sneer.
"Angry..."
With the roar of Sikong Banyu, the huge sword spirit suddenly seems like a majestic emperor who has thrown out the Amulet of commanding all the armies. Countless sword Qi directly separated from the body of the sword and swarmed out from the side by millions, and directly rushed to the two knuckles of the hand of destiny.
"BAM Bang Bang..."
"Boom..."
The sword spirit seemed to be continuous. Under such a terrible impact, it only lasted less than five breaths. The two knuckles of the majestic hand of destiny collapsed suddenly and turned into scattered yellow light in the air, slowly melting into the void and disappearing without trace.
At the moment when the hand of fate disappeared, Sikong Banyu also recovered and stood in the air, looking ironically at the direction in which the hand of destiny was destroyed, full of disdain.
"The hand of fate, that's all."
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