Lord Hong

"Be sure to kill him!" The divine power in Yunhong's body surged, and he finally fully recovered the damaged head and arms.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Yun Hong fell into absolute madness.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and scenes of the past passed before Yun Hong's eyes.

When he was a teenager, in order to enter the county martial arts academy to practice day and night, he was taught by Yanglou with all his heart...

In Qianxiu of Zongmen, Changbei City became famous for the first time, and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals...

Fight in all directions of the world, and make an oath to protect the human race for a lifetime before many ancestors in the Hall of Heroes...

Fighting against the ruins of Luoxiao, beheading the sky demon Heiwang with a sword...

Scene after scene...

At this moment, Yun Hong thought of many people again.

Yun Yuan, Duan Qing, Ye Lan, Yun Xu and other relatives.

You Qian, Xu Qiong, King Zhenyang and many other friends.

Yanglou, Yangchenyu, Yangqing, Dongfangwu and many other seniors.

Huangquan Taoist, Xing Wusheng, Tianxu Taoist, and countless ancestors such as brother Wang Feichen who fought bloody for the human race.

"I can't escape this battle."

He is already the strongest of the Changfeng Human Race. Once he escapes, there will be no hope. In the past 6000 years, everything guarded by countless ancestors will be turned into dust and smoke.

If you want to destroy my human race, if you want to destroy everything I guard.

Then, let's step over my Yunhong's corpse first!

this moment.

An unprecedented firm will erupted from the depths of Yunhong's soul.

"Kill!" Yun Hong shouted to the sky.

For the sacrifice of countless people.

For everything I guard in my heart.

"Kill!" Yun Hong's eyes were red, like a raging fire, and he let out a roar in his heart, which was a roar from the deepest part of his soul, expressing his unyielding and extreme desire.

"Wow!"

With a movement of Yunhong's figure, Baizhang's body instantly turned into a dazzling rainbow light, and he rushed towards the melting fire without hesitation.

At this moment, Yun Hong's heart was empty.

There are no other distracting thoughts, only the only thought left - to kill!Kill all obstacles!

"boom!"

The field of blue light around Yunhong suddenly changed, becoming extremely dazzling, with streaks of blue light criss-crossing the sky and the earth, and a knife-sharp wind appeared out of thin air, covering a radius of thousands of feet, making Yunhong's aura climb to an unprecedented peak.

this moment.

Yunhong is like a god in the wind!

"Wow!" A blue light suddenly shines from the Feiyu sword, with endless sharpness hidden, which can penetrate everything and want to smash all obstacles.

The fifth style of Feng Xiao's swordsmanship - sword cuts the void!

When he was in the Dragon Burial Realm, Yunhong had already reached the third level of the Domain Realm, and even evolved the fourth form of the Fengxiao swordsmanship, making its power mysteriously comparable to the fourth form. He was only one step away from entering the Tao. Cultivation will soon complete the breakthrough.

But now, under the unprecedented killing intent, under the desire beyond life.

He finally broke the shackles, pushed open the gate of the origin of heaven and earth in the dark, touched the origin of wind, and truly entered the Tao.

As for "Feng Xiao Sword Art", Yun Hong has practiced for many years, and he has already comprehended and pondered the fifth form countless times.

and so.

The moment Yunhong realized the origin of the wind, under the boundless killing intent, he showed it naturally.

The sword cuts the void!

There is no other mystery in this style, it is pure speed, the pursuit of the extreme speed of the wind, exhausting the extreme can cut the void.

"Wow!"

The sword light was shining brightly, and it crossed the sky, leaving a lingering sword mark, as if this sword is the only one that will last forever in this world.

"Huh?" Molten was roaring in pain, the wound on his chest hadn't healed yet, and his divine power was overwhelming everything.

But a series of terrifying gun shadows were still piercing from the chest wound.

Obviously, Taoist Tianxu has not reached the end of his life, and he is still attacking madly in his body, fighting him with all his strength.

and so.

When Yunhong came up without hesitation, Molten was astonished and crazy, and instinctively punched Yunhong away.

but.

The moment Molten Huo's giant palm touched Yun Hong's sword light, he regretted it.

"Wow..." This cyan sword light directly sliced ​​through his cave domain, and it slashed at his arm with almost no speed.

"Wow!" Like a slice, Jian Guang cut directly across a smooth section, and a huge arm crashed down.

Even though the molten arm is the strongest part, it still cannot block Yunhong's sword light without wearing any armor.

"What?" Molten was extremely shocked, looking at the god-like figure in the wind in disbelief, the terrifying sword light made his heart tremble.

"Even if you have just entered the Tao, the power of the sword shouldn't be so strong!" Rong Huo was terrified in his heart, and he felt the fatal threat from Yunhong.

He didn't understand.

Before entering Taoism, Yunhong's swordsmanship power was already comparable to that of a Taoist sword based on the fourth form alone. Now that he has accumulated a lot of money and made a breakthrough, the power of his swordsmanship will naturally skyrocket. of.

At this moment, the mystery of Yunhong's swordsmanship is absolutely comparable to Taoist Tianxu's marksmanship, completely crushing Molten Fire.

As for the magic weapon, Yunhong had the advantage.

As for the explosion of divine power, although Yunhong's explosion is slightly weaker than Molten Fire, but Taoist Tianxu is overwhelmed in Molten Fire's body at this moment, making it unable to exert its full combat power at all.

It also made the battle completely one-sided!

"Huh~~" Yunhong moved the realm of Dao, felt the stalwart of the origin of the wind, looked directly at the molten fire, full of endless killing intent: "Go to hell!"

Whoa whoa whoa!

The Feiyu sword cut out a series of terrifying sword lights, which roared and enveloped the molten fire. The power of each sword light was inconceivably great.

"No! I will not die, I will never die!" Molten Fire roared, waving its intact arms, trying to resist.

"Puff! Puff!" The two sword lights cut off the two arms directly, so far the four arms were completely broken.

The third cyan sword light directly crossed his head.

"Boom!" Under the terrifying sword light, Molten's huge head exploded without any suspense, splashing all over the sky.

The fight is only an instant.

Molten fell into an absolute disadvantage, almost powerless to resist.

"No! I will never die!" Molten Soul roared, struggling frantically.

The fiery red power, like a surging river, gushes out from the limbs and bones, causing the broken body to grow.

At the same time, he fought and retreated, blasting the earth, frantically wanting to penetrate into the depths of the earth, wanting to get rid of Yunhong, and come back for revenge after his strength recovers.

Rumble!

For a moment, the mountain collapsed and the earth was torn apart.

However, how could he get rid of Yun Hong who entered Taoism at the 'speed of wind'?

"Wind!" Yun Hong roared angrily.

Hurrah~ The gust of wind howled, and instantly turned into a huge whirlpool of wind that enveloped the body of the molten flame thousands of feet high, restraining him.

While trying to restrain it, the Feiyu Sword was terribly fast, cutting out streaks of dazzling sword light, crazily consuming the divine power of Molten Fire.

Rumble!

Ronghuo struggled with all his might, as a cultivator in the cave, he was powerful, and he couldn't die for a while. Yunhong was even more crazy, and there was only one thought left in his mind, to kill him at all costs.

The two sides fought for more than ten breaths.

Yunhong casted hundreds of swords, consumed more than [-]% of the divine power in his body, and finally consumed the last divine power of Molten Fire.

"Yunhong! I'm really not reconciled!" Melting Huo felt resentful in his heart, and the endless darkness completely overwhelmed his consciousness.

Cave cultivator melting fire!fall!

Between heaven and earth.

There is only one person and one sword left.

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boom!

Melting Huo's mutilated body, which was only five hundred feet tall, collapsed, and until he died, his heart was full of unwillingness.

Sensing the complete dissipation of the Molten Soul aura.

The last trace of worry in Yunhong's heart finally dissipated.

"I won, haha, I finally won this battle!" Yun Hong trembled slightly, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Just now, even if he successfully entered the Tao, he was not absolutely sure. After all, the divine power of Molten Fire was too powerful, far surpassing him, and he was completely capable of a war of attrition.

Yunhong had no choice but to work hard.

Fortunately, in the end, he won.

While laughing maniacally, a trace of crystal clear tears could not help but flow from the corner of Yunhong's eyes.

To win this battle.

It is too much to pay.

With the death of the melting fire, Taoist Tianxu's spiritual aura also dissipated.

……

There was silence between the heaven and the earth, and many immortal cultivators of the human race looked at this scene in the void in shock, and Yunhong's crazy laughter echoed in their ears.

In the Qingxuan Battle Hall, Dongfang Wu, An You, Jiang Yu, Zhenyang King, Yang Chenyu and many other true alchemy monks all looked at the sword-wielding figure in the void.

they.

Witnessed a miracle.

It also witnessed the new life ushered in by the Changfeng Human Race.

Before, when Xing Wusheng and Taoist Tianxu went to their deaths one after another, everyone was filled with grief and despair. The most optimistic thing was to hope that Yunhong could escape smoothly. No one thought that Yunhong not only did not escape, but directly killed Molten.

Even Dongfang Wu them.

They all thought that Yun Hong was angry and lost his mind, so they tried their best to transmit voice to Yun Hong, telling him to run away.

But in just an instant, Yunhong began to erupt, and terrifying gusts of wind suddenly appeared around him, roaring and covering the world, like a sword god in the wind.

Yun Hong insisted on displaying incredible swordsmanship, and suppressed the molten fire head-on.

Even though Molten Fire struggled to resist, in the end, after a bloody battle between the two sides, Yunhong still beheaded him.

A cave cultivator has just fallen!

"I won! I finally won." Dongfang Wu said softly with tears in his eyes, "Old man, did you see it? Melting Fire is dead, we won."

"Won."

There were also tears in An You's eyes: "Huang Quan, Wu Sheng, look! We have won this battle, and our human race is about to dominate the world."

In Qingxuan Battle Hall, Zhenyang King, Yang Chenyu, Ye Gaoxuan, Ye Qing, Xu Qiong and other True Alchemy Realm cultivators were all watching from a distance, all of them extremely excited.

Many people couldn't help but shed tears.

Won.