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Zhao Yu’s voice was uploaded from the sky, and the sound of Emperor Huang Huang resounding throughout the lower part, blasted into the ears of all the people. It seemed to carry the mighty power that made people boil with blood, making countless monks and ordinary people in the city clenched their fists and raised their eyes to the sky. Give out an uncontrollable roar.

　　 Countless roars formed in one place, rushing straight into the sky and clouds, blowing away all the heavy rain that was drifting and landing.

　　 The whole city is restless!

When the wide area city was completely enveloped by roaring and boiling blood, the sky night sky, the scorched earth of the last days ignited a whole green lotus sword formation, and the dark red lava flames inside the heaven and earth millstone array that was originally like the stars and galaxies It dissipated each other with the sharp sword aura, and even wiped out the air in the entire void, and one huge hole after another appeared.

　　 But everyone's attention is not on these cavities at this time, but is firmly locked on the top of Wanjian Mountain, the green lotus sword lotus and the pure silver sun.

Zhao Yu and Murong and the unfancy fist banged at each other, and the silver kingdom and the Qinglian kingdom around the two had overlapped and rolled, and the entire space was torn by the force of the huge law and formed a large wound, and the wound was deep. The place is the extraterritorial void that everyone can hear!

On top of Zhao Yu’s right fist, in addition to the flames from the scorched earth of the last days, there is also a deep purple magic flame from the deepest part of the wasteland. These two kinds of magic flames with the ultimate destruction properties are intertwined in one place. , Unexpectedly formed a kind of incomparable blackness, like a destructive flame that absorbs all the light, burning with a strong and incomparable aura of the law of destruction.

　　 At the same time, directly in front of the fist of the young emperor, Murong and the pierced **** were shrouded in a strong blue-golden light. This light looked like a sword, full of pure and incomparable kendo laws.

　　 sword, with a double-edged blade, the body is straight and the head is pointed.

　　 So the pure kendo law, in other words, the pure edge!

Murong He, who was still sitting cross-legged on Qinglian, had no change in the expression on his extremely ordinary face, except that the cyan-gold air appeared in his eyes, and then the law of kendo on his sword instantly rose, and he pointed forward again. Stab out.

　　 Second finger!

　　 There was an extremely harsh sound of glass breaking in the void.

　　 That is the fragmentation of space overwhelmed!

The ancient blood in Zhao Yu's body was circulating at an unprecedented speed, and stronger and stronger power spewed from the deepest part of the bloodline towards the limbs, but the stronger the fighting spirit, the more boiling, the calmer the young emperor’s eyes and the more thinking. Clear.

Then the Destruction Demon Flame, which had absorbed all the light, was arranged and combined according to a certain mysterious rune, instantly forming a densely spreading Roshan scale, which wrapped the entire right arm of the young emperor, and then Zhao Yu closed his arm and made a fist. , Once again punched forward.

　　 Second punch!

Above the void, when the ear-piercing space fragmentation sounded, a deafening roar blasted violently, and the two intertwined in one place, and finally formed a screaming whistling like the noise of a ghost, with the wandering heavy rain falling from above. , Even with a sense of infinite heart palpitations.

　　 Then the second punch and the second finger struck one place again without fancy!

The dazzling light above the entire sky flashed again, and the extremely dazzling light caused countless monks in the wide area city to subconsciously close their eyes. As everyone knows, the speed of light travels countless times faster than sound, so just before the roar When it came out, Zhao Yu continued to close his arms and smashed his fists, Muronghe continued to point out, another light shining through the world!

　　 Third punch, third sword!

With this punch, this sword, Zhao Yu and Murong He already burst out all the momentum they had previously accumulated, faintly surpassing the shackles of space, so they are within the sight of the surrounding Great Master, Radiant Night Dire Division and others .

　　 All the visions, sounds and light disappeared, and the only one that filled the entire eye was the punch and the finger that approached very slowly.

　　 "Beyond the space, avoid unavoidable, this is the means of the saint!"

Under such a rapidly changing battle, everyone had no time to speak. They could only flash such a thought in their hearts, and felt that the entire surrounding time was stretched infinitely, and they could even clearly see that above Zhao Yu's right fist. Densely dense, rune-covered scales, and the sword-qi sharp edge on Murong and the finger sword.

　　 But then they saw Zhao Yu's beautiful and unparalleled face, and the frowning brows suddenly stretched slightly. At the same time, the dark night sky was surging in all directions, directly rolling upwards like boiling.

　　 Everyone in the wide area city has a feeling that this night is deeper, and this darkness is thicker.

The Radiant Army and the taboos in the Night Dire Division know a truth. Once the sun sets and the darkness falls, the night will belong to the Night Stalker, and the latter exists to tell the world that those terrifying nightmares are all it is true.

Afterwards, behind Zhao Yu suddenly opened a pair of extremely large Night Demon wings that covered the sky and covered the sun, and slammed them backwards, stirring the entire dark night. At the same time, it also stirred the original chambers of resistance, Qinglian Kingdom and The balance between the kingdoms of silver ancient ruins.

　　 Zhao Yudi’s robe danced on top of his body, and his momentum doubled. Behind the silver kingdom, the entire night sky seemed to form a pair of night demon wings, inciting backwards.

　　 "Supernatural powers, hunting shadows in the dark!"

For the first time, Murong and his calm eyes fluctuated violently. Because of Zhao Yubang's third punch, its speed and power instantly skyrocketed by a full 30%, and then took the lead in bombarding Murong and the finger sword stabbed with infinite power. Above.

　　 The dark tide is raging, and the infinite murderous intent completely erupts without reservation in the night!

　　 The punch of the young emperor carrying the entire boundless power of darkness exploded the entire air, the void, and the pure and incomparable kendo law that Murong He stabbed in front of him.

　　 Countless dense space cracks spread in all directions, as if a huge spider web was woven in the night sky, and then the roar of mountains and tsunami almost shattered the entire sky.

　　 In the Metropolitan City, all the bosses who saw all this as citizens and opened their mouths let the heavy rain drop on the looking up face, and even forgot to breathe.

　　 After a while, they slowly exhaled the breath in their chest, and then an unbelievable voice murmured:

　　 "Your Majesty, he actually smashed Murong He into the Sword Lake with a punch!"

　　 As soon as this sound came out, there was a continuous burst of air-conditioning sound after another.

　　Because of the sky above Wanjian Mountain at this time, the Qinglian kingdom fell like a meteor, only the silver scorching sun stood proudly in the void.

　　 And centered on the silver kingdom, the original cyan sword aura of nine hundred and ninety-nine miles, from the inside out, all shattered, burst, and annihilated, exuding the last cyan light, shining on the entire night sky, beautifully.

　　 Under Zhao Yu's punch, a scene that was unforgettable for everyone appeared over the entire Metropolitan City.

　　 A spectacular fireworks!