As time went on, the battle became more and more fierce, and the fighting spirit of Sword Master Ron became more and more dazzling. Gradually, he could no longer see his figure and could only see a silvery white surrounding the sword. Photosphere.

The same is true of the Titan, which suppresses most of its strength. It is surrounded by thunder and hurricane, and it is invisible.

Looking from Muria's perspective, he can only see a round of silver “sun” and a round of golden “sun” wandering in the air, colliding with each other, and emitting some “light” from time to time.

And these "lights" sometimes fall to the ground as they collide, and at this time, these light will reveal their destructive power that can be called terror.

Tall and precipitous mountains were cut off and cut off, and bottomless canyons appeared on the ground ... the mountains became hills, the hills became flat land, and the flat land became basins.

With the battle between these two legends, the aftermath of their battle against each other sharply cut the ground in front of Muria's eyes, and the ground quickly changed its appearance. For a moment, the sea changed.

The power of legend, such horror.

...... The silvery white "sun" fell from the sky again, hitting the ground that had already penetrated hundreds of holes. "Boom!" The ground collapsed, slumped downward rapidly, and the collapsed area quickly expanded under the impact of the "sun".

Soon, the impact caused by the silver-white "sun" falling was completely released to the ground. The huge impact caused a huge tiankeng on the ground. At the edge of the tiankeng, a circle of mountains around the tiankeng appeared. A ring mountain formed by the impact appeared.

While the earthquake caused by the impact has not stopped, the silver-white "sun" incarnate by Swordmaster Ron flew into the sky again, fighting with the golden "sun" incarnate by Titan Ashburn. The sword qi crosses the air, drawing the black space cracks as thin as hair, but these space cracks are fleeting and the healing speed is amazing.

"It's a shame!" Seeing the deadlocked battle, Sylvester, the **** of the blazing sky, sighed lowly.

"What a pity?" Michelangela looked puzzledly at her brother.

"Being able to fight an epic Titan to such an extent, under the same conditions, or at a disadvantage, is enough to show that his talents are above billions of mortal beings, and have been transcended from human beings. To stand with us. "

"It's due to talent." Muria frowned, and he hated that statement. Casio had already said that Swordmaster Ron was a civilian and had no influence background. If only by talent, he would never have reached where he is today.

"What kind of pity can this kind of combat power have?" Titan questioned. "He is definitely the most powerful among the legends of human beings. The ordinary legend of the human race, even if His Excellency Ashbourne suppresses his strength. And not an opponent. "

"It's a pity for him to be a human." Junmei Wushuang, the skin is white, crystal clear, like a jade, and the faint white goddess exudes a faint white light watching the sword saber who cuts a sword rainbow and splits Titan Ashburn.

"If he is born into my blazing gods, with his talent, there is a great possibility that he will set foot on the epic road and become a great shore on the same side as the gods."

"Well, the epic position can't be achieved by talent alone." A soul-level Titan retorted with a little dissatisfaction when he heard this.

"We are descendants of the ancient gods, becoming epics is not as difficult as your Titans, we are different from you." Sylvester glanced at the refuting Titans lightly.

"Qi!" The Titan gave a whisper, but did not refute, defaulting on Sylvester's words.

"What is the method for the Chitian Protoss to achieve the epic?" Muria looked at some of the Chitian Protoss with a proud face, but he was a little puzzled, but now he was hard to ask.

"Speaking of which, the human race is really special. The strongest can hold up the throne and become an immortal deity. The weak are weak as dust."

"It's true. The difference between strength and weakness is too great. Sometimes I wonder, are they really the same race?"

... Just as Muria was listening to the Titans and the Blazing Celestials talking about the race of human beings, a peak Titan suddenly made a sound.

"This human is about to lose!"

"How is that?" Muria looked up and looked at the sky. In his eyes, the silvery "sun" transformed by Swordmaster Ron was still shining, not inferior to Ashion's golden "sun".

"Well, I'm going to lose." Upon hearing this conclusion, Sylvester nodded in agreement. "As a human being, how long can the vindictiveness he cultivated support him in such a high-intensity battle?"

Muria was stunned, and now Swordmaster Ron and the legendary Titan Ashbourne are evenly matched, and no one can suppress the other for a long time. They can only briefly gain the upper hand, and will soon be chased back.

Therefore, they are now consuming, and whoever loses their power first loses. Obviously, human beings have a body of more than two meters, no matter how refined and compressed, all the capacity can never be compared with Titan. It is not a level at all.

"Ron Swordmaster." Muria looked at the gloomy sky of Jian Qi, feeling inexplicably depressed. Suddenly, Muria saw the round of endless sword energy and the dazzling silver and white day seemed to be dim, not as dazzling as before.

"Human." After Swordmaster and Titans once again separated from each other, Ahibon sounded like a thunderous voice, "How long can you stay in this state?"

"..." The vindictive light on his body had begun to dim the swordsman silent, he understood that this battle, he could not win, the near-god race recorded in the book, can only feel their horror when faced.

"It's a pity, Ron." Ashby Burn, who did not get a response, sighed. "You are so good to fight with me as a human being. You are really good. Use all your remaining power and make a move. Win or lose. "

"A trick?" Swordmaster nodded, the light of enmity covering the whole body disappeared directly, and the whole person was directly restored to the plain appearance when it first appeared.

And unlike his ordinary state, he looks like a mortal. The dark blue sword in his hand starts to emit a bright and dazzling silver and white light. This man, he is instilling all the remaining vigour in his body into the long Among the swords.

"Yes, that's it." Seeing this familiar scene, Titan Ashburn laughed, and his body, the golden light projected by the surging power also began to contract, revealing his perfect body with a knot in his muscles.

Ahibon was like Swordmaster Ron, instilling the power of his body into the epee in his hand, and the violent power passed through his arm, causing the chain wrapped around his arm to "click!"

"Click!" "Click!" ... A thin black space crack slightly thicker than the hair appeared in the long sword clasped in their hands, spreading like a spider web around.

Juggernaut slowly lifted the long sword in his hand, and the silver and white sword-mantle on the sharp blade of the dark blue fine gold long sword in his hand continued to extend. Soon, a huge lightsaber with a height of more than 100 meters appeared in this place. Under the gloomy sky of the ruined world, a side shines.

Titan held the epee in his chest, and the vast and violent power was contained in the epee. Similarly, a lightsaber of hundreds of meters long surrounded by hurricane and thunder was held in his hand.

An extremely depressing atmosphere spread around these two legends. The atmosphere was extremely dignified. After being baptized by the power of the epic Titan and on the black mountain that was given the guardian power, the Titan and the **** of the sky no longer talked. It's just staring at the sky.

"This kind of power, if it weren't for the mountain under our feet, I would like to turn my head and run now." Murcia, Titan teenager Gerald said solemnly.

He wasn't kidding. Gerald was really surprised by the two powers in the air. His instinct was alerting him madly, keeping him away from the tyrannical existence that they were doing their best to prepare for the final blow.

"Me too." Muria rubbed his stiff face. He could sense the two terror forces in the sky that seemed to destroy everything around him. His body instinctively told him that it was time to run, the farther and farther it was. it is good.

However, Muria's reason told him that he should stay to watch this last blow and believe in the power of the epic gangster. This transformed mountain can definitely protect them from the aftermath of the legendary battle.

Just as Muria suppressed her body instinct, Swordmaster Ron and Titan Ashburn waved their swords ... At this moment, in the eyes of Muria, the sky and the earth were fading, and in the world, there was only that silvery white Jianguang and another golden swordlight.

"Boom!" The two Jianguang met ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Then, as if the sound of a blast came when the world was born, Muria saw this scene, her eyes were swollen, and her eyes seemed to be cracking, and His spiritual sea is also shaking violently, and the diamond-shaped crystal-like magic model suspended in the spiritual sea is also crumbling, making Muria appear dizzy.

"Ang!" A loud dragon roar rang in Muria's body, calming down all the discomforts in his body, and calming his turbulent spirit.

Afterwards, Muria opened her eyes, shone the golden dragon pupil, and looked far away, trying to see the result of this last blow.

"Swordmaster!" Muria exclaimed ...

In the air, a tiny figure wearing sackcloth is falling, with a puff of bright red thorny blood, while on the side, a dark blue sword stained with a little bit of gold is spinning, "Oh!", Inserted into the strange rock嶙峋 on the dark ground.

"Oh!" Muria watched the Swordmaster, who was of ordinary origin, smashed to the ground, but did not rise into the sky as before, and then fought with Titan again.

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