Chapter 236 Advancing to Tongmai Realm

The clothes of Song Tianming and Liu Ju were already soaked with sweat and blood, their faces were full of fatigue and determination, but their eyes were more determined.

Song Tianming encouraged the Nirvana fire around him. They were no longer just flames at this moment, but had life, spinning around Song Tianming.

Every breath of Song Tianming was accompanied by the rise and fall of the flames, and his boxing skills became more fierce. Every punch was like the beak of a phoenix, with destructive power.

However, Liu Ju's mad knife bloodline should not be underestimated. Every time he swung his knife, it was like a violent storm. Wherever the knife light passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving shocking scars.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the fist wind and knife light intertwined into a piece of death music.

Song Tianming's fist shadow was like a phoenix spreading its wings, gorgeous and deadly.

Liu Ju's knife light was like a mad dragon out of the sea, domineering and ruthless.

Each of their collisions was accompanied by a deafening roar. The entire battlefield seemed to be shaking. The surrounding rocks and plants were shattered under the impact of this force, and dust was flying, covering the sky.

As time went by, the injuries of the two became more and more serious.

Song Tianming's chest was cut by a sharp knife light, and blood stained his clothes red, but he seemed to be unconscious and continued to punch and attack.

Liu Ju's left arm was burned by the fire of Nirvana, his skin was charred, and his flesh was bloody, but he still held the mad knife tightly and did not retreat.

Song Tianming and Liu Ju's blood and spiritual power were rapidly consumed, but their desire for victory became stronger and stronger.

Song Tianming's fire of Nirvana began to burn more fiercely, as if to turn everything into ashes,

Liu Ju's mad knife was swung more crazily, and every knife was like the last sound of his life.

Liu Ju exuded a fierce killing intent. His face was gloomy, and he held a blood-colored long sword. There seemed to be countless ghosts howling on the blade. Every swing seemed to tear the air and stir up invisible killing intent.

Song Tianming's eyes were piercing, and veins on his forehead bulged. Although he mainly used boxing, the blood of the Phoenix of Nirvana was churning in his body at this moment, so that every punch of his contained the power of the Phoenix Burning the Sky, full of the life force of destruction and regeneration.

Liu Ju shouted with anger, and a thunderous knife sound cut through the void. His knife skills were wild and vicious, and every knife fell with endless killing intent.

Liu Ju's wild knife blood was stimulated, making him like a killing god in the battle, and the murderous aura filled the surroundings.

Song Tianming's feet were like a quagmire. He used the blood of the Phoenix of Nirvana, and a layer of faint golden light emanated from his body, vibrating like the wings of a phoenix.

Song Tianming rushed forward, punching out with his fists like a storm, each punch was thunderous and powerful.

Liu Ju sneered, dodging like a ghost, his long sword flashing with a cold light, he kept testing Song Tianming's defense, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Liu Ju's sword intent gradually deepened, each sword aimed at Song Tianming's fist, trying to break his defense in contact.

A firm look flashed in Song Tianming's eyes, his body shook, and suddenly turned into a golden light, like a phoenix reborn from the flames, his boxing skills were sublimated in an instant.

The boxing skills that Song Tianming practiced were not pure strength, but a unique skill combined with the blood of the phoenix. Each move contained the power of life and the fire of destruction.

Liu Ju frowned slightly when he saw this. He knew that Song Tianming's strength was far from ordinary, so he dared not underestimate him. He saw him dancing with his long sword, turning into a blood-red sword light, and the sword light passed like a meteor, trying to block Song Tianming's impact.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the battle was like a fierce storm. Every collision set off endless sparks and deafening thunder.

After a thousand moves, Song Tianming's Phoenix Fist and Liu Ju's ultimate sword collided again.

This time, the two forces reached an unprecedented balance. They were deadlocked in the air, as if time had stopped at this moment.

However, at this moment of life and death, Liu Ju's crazy sword blood was boiling, and the endless sword energy was like a fountain stirring the void, bursting out with amazing killing power.

Boom!

Liu Ju's ultimate killing sword chopped on Song Tianming's chest, and its sharp sword momentum even tore Song Tianming's skin, cut open his flesh and blood, and cracked his sternum!

Puff!

Song Tianming spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was broken, blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Liu Ju looked at the seriously injured and dying Song Tianming, howled to the sky, his hair fluttering, like a peerless demon, ferocious and terrifying.

"Song Tianming, you are just like this, even if you kill the Red Scale Dragon King, you will still die in front of me!"

The monks watching from a distance were stunned and sighed. Song Tianming was a heroic young hero. He was thought to be brilliant in the future, but he still fell into Liu Ju's hands.

"It's a pity. If Song Tianming was given some more time to develop, he would not say that he would defeat Liu Ju, but he would definitely not die under Liu Ju's knife!"

Many disciples of Dengtian Sect felt sorry. Song Tianming was like a young supreme, too evil, and his growth was against the will of heaven. He had a promising future, but it was a pity that he had too little time to practice.

If Song Tianming could practice for another year or two, he would definitely be able to catch up with the outer disciples of Dengtian Sect and dominate the Earth Ranking.

Unfortunately, the world is so cruel.

I don’t know how many super geniuses with extraordinary talents died prematurely and did not realize their talents.

There have been many such geniuses in the Dengtian Sect for a long time. Many of them are like Song Tianming. At first, they played like a young master, unparalleled in the world, but in the end they died very quickly, and soon no one cared about them, and they became unknown. .

On the First Spiritual Peak, Shen Feiyang frowned. Is Song Tianming really going to stop here?

However, not far away, the corners of Zhao Zilin's mouth began to rise. With just one knife, even if the murderous aura permeated the sky, it could not destroy the bones of the immortal cultivator.

You must know that immortal cultivators go against the will of heaven and resist the path of immortal calamity. Their vitality is unimaginable.

Sure enough, as Zhao Zilin predicted, the moment Song Tianming fell to the floor, the phoenix blood in his body surged crazily.

Waves of Nirvana flames rolled and burned, burning Song Tianming's bones, burning his flesh and blood, and then reorganized in the flame runes, becoming even more powerful.

At the same time, Song Tianming's Zixia Heavenly Skill was also operating at its limit under the increase of the Three Yuan Immortal Techniques. The sky-wide rays of light fell down like a waterfall, watering Song Tianming's delicate and reborn flesh and blood, injecting it with endless power of rules and runes!

At this time, a strange feeling came from Song Tianming's bones. The spiritual power in his body was like a river bursting its banks, surging crazily. Along the spiritual path between the bones, it turned into crystal clear strips, flowing with majestic mana. of spiritual power.

These veins swam like dragons and snakes, not only repairing his damaged body, but also pushing his cultivation to a whole new level - the second level of martial arts, Tongmai Realm!