cross the villain

Chapter 737
Facing the challenge from the two major demon species, Qin Jiuge did not respond.

He showed a friendly smile: "Jianzi, Mo Sheng, I have a child!"

At the moment of the war, even saints are beginning to fall, but Qin Jiuge still sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, sharing his joy with his old friends.

"real?!"

"Congratulations, son!"

Hearing this, both Jianzi and Mo Sheng were surprised.

The power of Qin Jiuge's blood is too strong, it is difficult to continue, and he has been married to Concubine Qing for thousands of years, but still has no heirs. For close people.

Now that the war is at hand, but they heard such news, they couldn't help but be happy for Qin Jiuge and Concubine Qing.

"Hahaha!" Seeing the reaction of the two, Qin Jiuge also laughed heartily.

Jianzi and Mo Sheng looked at each other: "The little guy has not yet been born, we two are uncles, and there is nothing we can do for him, so let the two of us break the prison of this corner of the world for the little guy! "

"Young master, we are going to kill people!"

"Go!" Qin Jiuge waved his hands, a bright smile appeared on his face, "I will avenge you!"

"Hahaha, that's good!" Jianzi and Mo Sheng laughed wildly, showing heroism, completely disregarding life and death, "Qing Concubine, when the little guy is born, don't forget to tell him that he has two very powerful uncles." !"

"Definitely." A mist appeared in Concubine Qing's eyes.

"gone!"

The two waved their hands, soaring into the sky, and fell into the path of the soldiers.

One to one, but no one to go forward!
In the battlefield of the Eternal Realm, with a slight vibration of the sky and the earth, two imposing figures appeared out of thin air, and as soon as they appeared, they attracted all the eyes in the field.

It's too strong!
Whether it is Jianzi or Mo Sheng, the aura exuded from them is obviously stronger than the false saints in the field, and they are the ultimate existence under the three true saints!
"Brother Mo, today we will compare you and me to see who kills more!" As soon as he appeared, Jianzi made a loud noise with a high spirit.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Facing Jianzi's provocation, Mo Sheng did not show any weakness.

The two of them have been fighting for many years, but they have never been able to distinguish the strong from the weak.

"Insanity!"

Hearing the words of the two, the false saints in the Eternal Realm felt humiliated and furious.

However, how could Jianzi and Mo Sheng pay attention to their thoughts, and immediately flew out with a roar, and each found a quasi-sage from the eternal real world!

"Hmph! I really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The false holy heart who was found by the sword was startled, but in such a cruel battlefield where the quasi-sage was worthless and the emperor was like a piece of grass, he could not be allowed to back down. Wei, is to take the initiative to kill Jianzi.

"Three Swords!"

Suddenly, the sword made a sound.

Before the other party could react to the meaning of his words, facing the spear that seemed to pierce the world, a monstrous sword intent surged from Jianzi's body, and the pale supreme sword bone in his hand shone, seemingly ordinary Wuqi swung out a sword: "The first sword!"

However, the face of the false saint facing him changed instantly.

Zheng!
A gun and a sword collided in an eye-popping manner without any fanfare, and the holy power belonging to the two surged out crazily, exploding the void.

"What?!" In an instant, Jianzi's opponent was shocked and exclaimed. As a false saint, he couldn't calm down, as if he saw something strange in the world.

After the words fell, there was a "boom", and his arm holding the gun burst, blood filled the sky, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down.

From the corner of Jianzi's mouth, a smear of blood quietly spilled out, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Second sword!"

Jianzi whispered, and struck across the sky, the fierce sword intent bloomed like a fairy flower, which was incomparably stunning, but in the eyes of his opponent, it was no different from a life-threatening talisman.

With this sword strike, the false saint completely collapsed, unable to withstand the extremely strong sword energy, countless terrifying sword lights pierced his body, cutting his flesh and blood frantically, and the scarlet blood flowed along the pierced hole The body rushed out as if it didn't want money.

Even his soul was injured by that peerless sword, and the eternal brilliance of his soul became extremely dim.

"Impossible!" This was the second time the quasi-sage exclaimed, and it was difficult to conceal the shock and anxiety in his heart.

"The third sword!"

Jianzi's voice without the slightest emotion rang out almost at the same time as the man's exclamation. It seemed that the legendary sword god was evolving his supreme way of killing!
After the words fell, the sword in Jianzi's hand moved again, stabbing straight out.

This sword, seemingly unremarkable, is the most basic "stab" in the way of swordsmanship. Any swordsman can do it, but only the existence of false saints can truly understand this sword and feel the power of this sword. , that peak swordsmanship!

That is the way of swordsmanship against Wushuang!
That is the way of the sword that destroys everything!

The false saint who hadn't recovered from the second sword, felt this sword now, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the heart, and a dead shadow flashed in his eyes.

He is very clear that this sword...

He can't stop it!

Like lightning piercing through the void, Jianzi's sword shot out in an instant, even ignoring the eruption of the quasi-sage before his death, and all the power erupted in the blink of an eye, destroying everything.

From extreme movement to extreme stillness.

But in an instant, the figures of the two who were fighting at top speed stopped still.

Jianzi passed the long sword forward, and the tip of the long sword touched the eyebrow of the false saint, and a drop of dark red blood slowly dripped.

"How can it be so strong..."

The false saint murmured, he wanted to exclaim, but the vitality in his body no longer allowed him to make too much noise...

As soon as the voice fell, the holy body exploded suddenly, becoming dust between the heaven and the earth, and fell completely!

Say three swords, it is three swords!

An existence that almost stands at the pinnacle of this world, but it can't resist the power of Jianzi's three swords!
Looking at the figure standing proudly in the sky, the arena fell into dead silence at this moment.

In fact, it is too strong!
This kind of power even surpassed the consciousness of many hypocrites!

"It's hard to imagine, unless the two true saints end, who else can fight against this person alone..." Such thoughts circled in the minds of everyone in the field.

Jianzi ignored everyone's gazes, as if nothing happened, he slowly stretched out his hand, and gently pulled out a long spear that had penetrated his heart, blood splashed, but he didn't seem to feel it.

After all, the opponent was not made of mud. To kill the opponent, the sword also paid the price, and was pierced through the heart by the false saint's spear that was dying to fight back.

"I killed one!"

Jianzi turned his head and said proudly to Mo Sheng on the other side.

"Me too."

On the other side, Mo Sheng smiled confidently and responded to Jianzi.

In front of him, there was also a figure of a false saint, which fell slowly, and then turned into powder...

(End of this chapter)