Six Hundred and Seventy-Two. You Are My Sharpening Stone

Yan Zhaoge held the Brilliant Rainbow Sword in his hand, and everything the sword pointed towards was shattered.

Everyone who faced his sword's edge seemed to have infinite visions in front of them.

The mountains and rivers are rolled back, the heaven and the earth are broken, all living beings wither, and everything is annihilated.

The world seems to be coming to an end, everything comes to an end, only death and silence remain.

Yan Zhaoge held up the long sword in his hand flatly, and said with a smile: "I practice kendo, no matter how hard I usually practice it, it's just laying the foundation, and I have to kill and see blood before I can really practice it, it's like finishing the final opening for the sword .”

"Also, a sharpening stone of sufficient level is required."

While speaking, Yan Zhaoge stabbed out with a sword.

A little white brilliance flowed on the sword's edge, extremely fierce and evil.

Even the Huihong Sword, the low-grade holy weapon among the singers of Yanzhao, who urges the way of the sword, is buzzing, as if it can't bear the way of its master's sword.

All Guangmingzong warriors changed their faces.

Yan Zhaoge actually wanted to slaughter them in order to completely refine his sword of extinction.

Outside of Nong Yuxuan, the elder of the Guangming Sect who was in the third level of Martial Saint was furious and rushed forward first.

A majestic and domineering force knocked Yan Zhaoge head-on.

Yan Zhaoge pointed his sword sideways, and in the boundless light, a black spot suddenly appeared, and this black spot had a tendency to expand continuously.

When the other party saw this, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he only felt that the immeasurable light transformed by his true essence was constantly being annihilated.

He hastened to increase the strength of his attack, but Yan Zhaoge made a false move.

After a sword strike, his body turned around, and he changed his position before other Guangmingzong warriors surrounded him.

Yan Zhaoge appeared behind the warrior of the Guangming sect who was in the triple realm of martial saints, and directly slapped out the domineering Fan Tianyin.

The other party turned around and slapped Yan Zhaoge hard, although he was not injured, but his footing was unstable, and he retreated.

A huge suction force suddenly came from behind him, but the gate of the Hall of Dragons opened, like a monster with a huge mouth.

The opponent swung his palm backwards to repel the Hall of Dragons, but Yan Zhaoge stabbed with his sword again, forcing him to block Yan Zhaoge's attack.

At this time, Yan Zhaoge showed the ground furnace, accurately intercepting the opponent's attack.

Immediately afterwards, there was another palm, which shocked the opponent to continue to retreat, and finally fell headlong into the Hall of Dragons!

It is difficult for Qunlongdian to suppress a strong man in the third level of Martial Saint, so he can only barely hold him for a few breaths.

But for Yan Zhaoge, it was enough, and immediately joined the camp of other Guangming sect warriors like a tiger like a sheep.

After six breaths passed, Nong Yuxuan let out a low growl.

The Sun Seal, which could only attack once, gradually exhausted its offensive, and flew back to Yan Zhaoge's side.

The terrifying Youhuang Saber Qi was instantly released, and Nong Yuxuan immediately took it back to himself!

In Feng Yunsheng's pupils, which looked like the cold sun, at the moment when the seventh breath time came, there was finally some fluctuations, which were unprecedentedly hot!

When she drew the blade, she unexpectedly wounded herself, leaving a knife mark on her arm.

Blood flowed on the blade of the Rising Sun Divine Knife, and streaks of black air leaked out from it, intertwined with the faint blue light.

Feng Yunsheng soared into the sky, and actually plunged into the billowing black fire demonic atmosphere!

At this moment, the Youlan Riding Sun seemed to be dimmed, but the mighty Youhuang Demon Fire began to fluctuate non-stop.

Nong Yuxuan's expression changed, and he realized that Feng Yunsheng wanted to steal his Youhuang Saber Qi.

He had thought of this possibility before, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but at this moment, he could clearly feel that his Youhuang Saber Qi was shaking again.

It's not just the Youhuang Saber Qi that is temporarily stored in the body and has not yet been refined.

Even the dark obsidian Rahu power that he had already refined was restless, as if he would rebel at any time.

"It's not just the knife, she has problems too!" Nong Yuxuan understood in an instant.

He stumbled twice on the same rock, but Nong Yuxuan ignored his annoyance and depression, but tried his best to stabilize his Youhuang Saber Qi.

Feng Yunsheng in front of him obviously obtained such powerful power temporarily with some kind of secret method.

He didn't believe that Yun Sheng could hold on for a long time, as time went by, it must be himself that collapsed first.

As long as there is no support from the power of the sun,

However, Feng Yunsheng, who has just entered the realm of the great master, cannot continue to compete with him who is in the realm of the martial saint.

Eighth breath.

Seeing that Yan Zhaoge's sword was so fierce and mighty, and Nong Yuxuan was blocked by a woman he had never seen before, Cheng Song couldn't help but look more solemn.

He wanted to pass Beiming's avatar, but Beiming's avatar was too fast.

The Martial Saint Third Stage, the Beiming avatar in the later stage of Convergence, is only in terms of speed, and it is not inferior to the Fourth Stage Martial Saint. Cheng Song, who is in the early stage of Seeing God, is even slightly faster.

Cheng Song was afraid of the dark green bamboo staff, but after tossing and turning, it didn't fall on him, and couldn't embarrass his holy soldiers.

It's just that Cheng Song was a bit distracted, and it was difficult to use his full strength.

As a result, being intercepted by the Beiming avatar with the Kunlong Spear and Aohan Wuyi, it was difficult to target Yan Zhaoge himself.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge, under a single sword strike, was extremely ferocious.

The Huihong Sword, which was originally the best among the low-rank holy soldiers, was completely restrained at this moment.

Only the sharp white glow flickered on the tip of the sword.

The edge of the sword slashed across, a low-grade holy soldier of the Guangming Sect, a long knife, the blade was pierced by Yan Zhaoge's sword!

A small hole appeared on the blade, which seemed to be no bigger than a hair, but its brilliance suddenly dimmed, and the aura quickly dissipated!

As if a life with independent will was injured, the life quickly left it.

Ninth breath.

Feng Yunsheng was in the billowing black fire demon atmosphere, and the wound on his arm was bleeding continuously.

When it came into contact with the surrounding gloomy demonic atmosphere, the blood essence was immediately devoured and burned.

The originally ferocious Youhuang Saber Qi suddenly became much calmer at this moment, and was continuously absorbed by the Riding Sun Sword in Feng Yunsheng's hand.

Both Rin Ri Shen Saber and Feng Yunsheng himself became more and more imposing, but Feng Yunsheng's face became more and more gray.

With the loss of essence and blood, she became weaker and weaker, and she was supported by the magical effect of the power of the sun.

It's just that the more Youhuang Dao Qi absorbed by the Rin Ri Divine Saber, the stronger the Rin Ri Divine Saber's sword intent, and in turn, the faster the You Huang Dao Qi is absorbed.

In the end, the Rising Sun Sword was almost actively crazily devouring Youhuang Dao Qi.

Beyond billowing black smoke, Yan Zhaoge "killed" the opponent's holy soldier with a single strike, and his sword intent became even more ferocious and terrifying.

The martial spirit above his head became more and more blurred at this moment, almost nothing.

Among them, the stronger the fierce and extinct sword intent, the more blurred the long sword itself will be.

It seems that everything perishes, goes to the end, and returns to nothingness together.

Nong Yuxuan gritted his teeth and persisted, stabilizing his own gloomy saber energy.

He wanted to simply ignore Feng Yunsheng and You Huang's Saber Qi, and attack Yan Zhaoge first, but his body froze in place, refusing to obey his commands.

Cheng Song began to frantically attack Beiming's clone's defenses.

In the Hall of Dragons, the elder of the Guangming Sect who was at the third level of the Martial Saint Realm was about to rush out of the Hall of Dragons.

The other Guangming sect powerhouses swarmed up to kill Yan Zhaoge.

Everyone is crazily fighting for the most precious time!

The time of the ninth breath has passed, and the time of the tenth breath has arrived!

Yan Zhaoge turned around, not entangled with other Guangming sect powerhouses, the target was still the elder of the first level of martial saint who had been destroyed by himself!

Wherever the sword light passed, blood splashed!

But as soon as the blood flew up, it disappeared in ashes, as if it had never existed in this world.

Even this splattered blood, shrouded in sword intent, also vanished into nothingness!

Yan Zhaoge raised his head to the sky and screamed, the sword-like martial spirit above his head seemed to be transparent, as if disappearing.

The ten thousand zhang brilliance, centered on Yan Zhaoge, soared into the sky. To be continued.