The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

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"Yes, today, I have reached the threshold of a realm that no one has reached in the past thousand years!" Daoxuan laughed wantonly, as if the whole world was under his control!

Dugu Sword Master's face became even paler, and he lost even a glimmer of hope: "No wonder, no wonder, I'm afraid I lost thousands of years of luck in this battle in Shushan, and pushed you, the devil, to the stage of crossing the catastrophe!"

Reverend Daoxuan turned his head and looked at Dugu Sword Master: "It's just a fight for life, why are you so discouraged? I won, so naturally I am the only one in this world. If you lose, you have lost your life, so why bother?" Worrying so much? How is this world, now, does it still have anything to do with you?"

Dugu Sword Master shook his head, said with a wry smile: "Yes, what about the spiritual world, and what does it have to do with me? Shushan, it's gone!"

His howling sound resounded all over the field. (—)

But between heaven and earth, apart from his voice, there was no other sound.

It was as if he was the only one who could speak out in the entire Shu Mountain.

But the 16th Dugu Sword Sage didn't have to look back, he knew that there were still thousands of monks in Shushan just now, but now half of them had lost their lives.

All that was left was him, an old man who was still dying.

"I, Dugu, am the sinner of my Shu Mountain! The line of Shu Mountain has been cut off from me!" His voice was shrill, but he was as lonely as a night owl!

When the sun is at its zenith, people can't help but feel chills in their hearts. kuuhuu

Looking at his expression, Daoxuan seemed to have some humanity at this time.

"Why do you care? Under the calamity, not to mention your Shushan, where is there a sect in the world that can be safe and sound? Today you are extinct in Shushan, how do you know that in the future, I will cut off the vitality of the entire cultivation world?"

Speaking of this, the smile on the corner of Daoxuan's mouth seemed to be filled with boundless killing intent.

To his words, Dugu Sword Master seemed not to hear it, and was still weeping on the ground in a low voice.

In the past tens of thousands of years, who has seen the majestic master of Shushan, the famous contemporary sword master, so embarrassed and helpless.

The crying gradually died down.

Daoxuan didn't lower his body, he knew that his old friend whom he had known for thousands of years had lost his vitality.

He turned around, looked at the quiet and bloody Shu Mountain, and opened his arms.

"Today, the Shu Mountain lineage was broken by my Daoxuan!"

"Seven out of ten monks in the world will be beheaded by my Immortal Execution Sword!"

"Heaven is the proof! I, Daoxuan, will punish the monks in the world today to prove that I am supreme!"

Following his words, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, as if he had broken through a limit. There was a puff sound in the dark, as if a layer of shackles had been broken on Daoxuan's body, and his aura became more vigorous stand up. ~)

No, it can't be said to be majestic. The aura on his body at this time is so powerful that it has never been seen in the spiritual world for thousands of years!

I saw that his whole body was no longer the fairy style of the past, but his muscles were knotted, showing that he was very strong.

And on the Shu Mountain, thousands of monk corpses seemed to be the food for his body, and the blood light came from the mountain and was absorbed by his body.

In the sky, layers of thunderclouds had begun to condense above his head.

It was as if a boundless thunderbolt was about to fall from the sky and hit him on top of his head.

"There is still one more battle, is it the opportunity to ascend?" Feeling the inspiration in his heart, Daoxuan narrowed his eyes and looked towards the far east.

"Chu Heng, I've remembered the defeat that day for so long. Are you...ready?" There was a cruel smile on the corner of Daoxuan's mouth. Shuiyue Palace is no longer in his eyes.

A monk in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

Those who have not reached this level will not understand the power of these five words.

Daoxuan had a feeling in his heart that the current self could easily kill the self who was carrying the Zhuxian sword with bare hands!

"This is... power!" He clenched his fists, as if there was a sound of thunder crackling, coming from his hands.

At this time, the Shuiyue Palace also had a solemn and quiet atmosphere.

Everyone knows that maybe it's time for life and death.

The aftermath of the great battle from Kunlun just now made their faces turn pale, and they finally understood that this catastrophe has reached its most intense moment!

The rise and fall of the world, the path of all living beings, must be decided in this battle.

And Shuiyue Palace is the protagonist of this last stop.

Or - Chu Heng!

"Husband, why do you have to?"

Ling'er looked at Chu Heng worriedly.

"Ling'er, this battle is inevitable for me." Chu Heng smiled, with boundless expectations and deep reluctance in his eyes.

"With the Great Formation of the Nine Cauldrons, even if I encounter an accident, the foundation of the Shuiyue Palace will not be affected at this time." Chu Heng was slightly settled, thinking about his various arrangements, and finally left a little insurance for his wives.

"I can feel that neither I nor Daoxuan will stay in the spirit world for too long after this battle. With the Nine Cauldron Formation, except for Daoxuan, no one in the spirit world has the chance to break through the Shuiyue Palace defense!"

Chu Heng smiled and warned these people.

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The defensive power of the Nine Cauldrons Formation has been verified in the small-scale invasions during this period of time.