sword sentient beings

The sky has changed!
No, the general feeling is that people have changed!

The last time the scorching heat was due to a change in the environment, but this time with the same sword technique, the person has also changed!

Tang Zhao floated in the air, his figure gradually blurred——

With the high temperature, high brightness, and the strange changes in the sky that are happening and have already happened, Tang Zhao seems to have undergone some kind of qualitative change.

The feeling of Guirong in front of him is the deepest. Different from his own transformation between life and death, Tang Zhao's transformation has another kind of mystery. Although he is still in front of him, he has already gone a long way.

It was an unattainable change, maybe it was gradually separated, and there was no way to approach it.

not like this!

Unprecedented fear rose in Gui Rong's heart, which was a very strong intuition he had experienced in life and death for a long time-something more terrifying than he imagined happened!

"Is this your strongest swordsmanship? If so, I will show my true strength to show my respect."

He sneered without showing weakness, while staring at the tip of his sword, his eyes were as firm as steel.

"Swordsmanship... a desperate fight!"

Almost at the same time, the clock of life and death exploded!

The sand clock turned into countless fragments and splashed, and the black gravel representing death in the hourglass spewed out, turning into smoke and wrapping around him.

Every inch of his body and sword was covered with black air, like a black armor, or a more spacious and elegant pure black cloak.

That is death, but also power, endless power!
When Tang Zhao changed just now, only the nearest Guirong and the most powerful Golden Crow could feel it keenly, but when Guirong exerted his full strength, everyone present could really feel the shadow of death hanging over their heads, shudder.Even the first "Gu Rong Chui" Lord Fu Hu couldn't speak, only gaped, like a wooden chicken.

"drink--"

Gui Rong let out a loud roar, and his whole body turned into a black light, rushing forward like the sharpest dagger.

Of course his speed is very fast, but compared to the rapidity he experienced during the sword fight with Tang Zhao before, it's not that fast.Everyone can see the trail of the black light clearly.

But everyone felt that they could see it, but they couldn't avoid it!

Too strong, too strong!
The powerful force has sealed all room for maneuvering. The sky and the earth are full of this force. Facing this force, there is no way to avoid it. There is no way to avoid it. The only ending is to wait for this force to crush yourself. .

This is the trial of death!
A thought flashed in many people's minds: If this sword is aimed at me, I'm afraid I don't even have the thought of resisting.

At this moment, Tang Zhao didn't seem to have the thought of resisting, he just floated like this, without moving.

Perhaps he had moved just now, and the sword technique had been released just now, the seemingly endless light and heat did not disappear, but did not rise anymore.

It's not contained, it's stilled.It seems that the light and heat that the sword technique can achieve can only reach this level.Cannot gather more.

Swordsmanship also has limits.

What he wanted to achieve through swordsmanship has now been achieved.It depends on whether his swordsmanship is stronger or weaker than the opponent's breathtaking swordsmanship...

Heat and death compared?

Sounds like a joke!
At this moment, the strongest force has already hit, reaching the edge of Tang Zhao's strong light!

Break it for me!
The death blade cut through the high heat like butter, and the strong light like tofu, and continued to rush forward!
The white rainbow runs through the sun!

However, the further he advanced, the slower the speed of the sword of death became. The black light seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and it began to shake, deflect, be torn, shredded, and turned into speckled debris, which was thrown out. Then dissipate.

This reminds me of the first time the two tried to make a move. At that time, Gui Rong's sword had a gorgeous sword light. At that time, Tang Zhao had torn his sword light, but he did not shake his strength. The sword hit and flew.

At that time, Gui Rong taunted: Why did you only cut off the sword light but not the sword essence? Is it because you can't see others shining?

Tang Zhao also jokingly replied, yes, I just can't see others shining brighter than me.

Looking at it now, it is undoubtedly a strategy to hide his strength, because now, the hostile forces in front of Tang Zhao are also being ruthlessly dispelled, and he can weaken his strength.

Every black shard of light takes away a bit of real power.A force field formed in front of Tang Zhao, like countless bone-scraping steel knives, scraping everything from the enemy to the bone, inch by inch.

If Fang Weiran sees this scene, he will definitely think of the scene when he accepted the test of approaching the sun, and immediately react: it is space!
The space around Tang Zhao is distorted, any force approaching will become distorted and broken.

Guirong's response is...

No response!
At the moment when the sand clock was shattered, Gui Rong had lost all thoughts, without any superfluous thoughts.

At this time, just like the name of his swordsmanship, he will use all his strength to fight to the death.

On the way, he seemed to feel that his power was dissipating, and the sword element protecting him was leaving his body, but it didn't matter, as a dead person, he abandoned everything, only——

kill!

At this time, when he reached a certain limit, he suddenly realized that he was being pulled towards Tang Zhao by a strange pulling force!
Then, Gui Rong itself and the power of Gui Rong are disintegrating!
This speed was too fast, almost instantly, Guirong was on the verge of collapse!

This change is only known to him. In the eyes of others, he has accelerated before reaching the finish line!

He can actually accelerate!
At this point, Gui Rong had no other thoughts, only clenched his last strength and rushed forward!

Even if it's inertia, rush over, hit over!
It doesn't matter even if there is no one out of ten or one out of ten, what he relies on is never that vast power, but death itself.

It only takes a trace of death to contaminate the opponent's physical body, and all his life can be taken away.Life is so fragile that it cannot bear to dance with death.

give me death!
In the eyes of everyone, at the last distance, Gui melted into a fuzzy phantom, only the cold light among them was the clearest, pointing straight to Tang Zhao, who was motionless in the center, like a celestial phenomenon.

The last inch - in!

That cold light pierced Tang Zhao with the last layer of undoubted dark power.

At this time, there was finally a change in front of Tang Zhao.

He was still floating like a statue, not even knowing a single finger.

In the void, stretched out a light-condensed hand, fingers together.

Clamped the sword.

Like flames clamping ice, the winner is instantly decided

The black light flickered, then melted into the light.

At that moment, the power of death that made all living beings terrified dissipated.

Only Gui Rong's thin and broken body was left, and the sword in his hand was still in a charging posture.

At this time, there was only one color of love left in the world, and the surrounding area was golden. The light shone on him, making his body appear in colors other than black and white for the first time.

Bright as the sun, a color he never had.

There seemed to be blood on his face.

Gui Rong's expression changed from firmness to shock, from shock to doubt, and finally to suddenness:
"you are not human!"

In the light, no one can hear his voice, only Tang Zhao can see his mouth shape.

But Tang Zhao didn't even have a mouth shape, and his floating body was like a quiet well without a trace of waves.

Gui Rong only found the answer from his eyes:

"bingo."

Gui Rong continued to ask: "What are you?"

This time the question was not something Tang Zhao could answer with his eyes, although he was willing to answer it.

He only answered silently in his heart:
I am celestial.

Gui Rong obviously couldn't hear the answer, and it was hard to understand it. He just had too many doubts in his heart, and continued to ask: "No matter what you are-won't you die? My current death power , has surpassed life, can weather stones, dry up rivers, and extinguish volcanoes!"

The celestial body will die of course, and it will collapse into a black hole...

but--

The life span of rocks, water, and fire may be thousands or ten thousand years, but celestial bodies are astronomical units.

billions of years...

How can the mysteries of the universe be touched by your mere chivalrous sword?

I can't now.

I was just imitating the existence of celestial bodies a little bit in an attempt to escape the rules set by the world.

You will not understand these.

Die with your frail life and an empty mind you haven't read.

Gui Rong didn't understand Tang Zhao's answer, nor could he hear Tang Zhao's consistent ridicule, but he understood Tang Zhao's eyes.

He was urging himself on the road.

A victor is urging himself to fulfill the rules agreed before the battle:
The winner lives, the loser dies!

He didn't even need to kill himself, the existence that was too close to the celestial body would have disintegrated, as long as the last sliver of sword element protection was removed, Gui Rong would completely disappear in this world.The silk sword element was already passing by rapidly.He has truly "come back".

however……

Gui Rong showed a smile on his face with the slightest cracks, although it seemed a bit self-deprecating, but it was more mocking and complacent.

Tang Zhao frowned secretly:

What, it's not over yet?

You don't keep your promise?
That being the case, let's keep fighting.

Tang Zhao lost a lot of strength with his sword skills, but he still has more courage to spare.He just wondered what trick Gui Rong still had at this time?
However, Gui Rong quickly turned around, turned his back to Tang Zhao, changed the direction of the long sword, and made a bold move, a sword light slashed across!
That's the direction of the auditorium!

After the exhaustion of the desperate fight just now, this sword light is pitifully thin and looks crooked, even the sword light emitted by the most immature swordsman is stronger than this.Even if Tang Zhao gradually withdrew the celestial force field, the sword light was so weak that it seemed to dissipate within a few steps.

However, this is the clarion call to something big.

A certain white-haired old man somewhere opened his eyes, flicked his fingers lightly, and the sword came out three inches from its sheath.

At the same time, an old man in a wheelchair pressed a button almost at the same time.

hum...

boom!
The huge roar shook the ground.

The Golden Crow, who was watching the battle underground, jumped a few steps, looked around, and shouted, "What's going on?"

Tang Zhao pulled out from the state of the celestial body in an instant, before recovering his sword energy, he waved his sword and called a little tiger to defend himself, thinking only in his mind:

I knew they had tricks!
He immediately lowered his head to look at a certain place. At that time, he suspected that there was a mechanism there, so he kept his eyes open all the time. He also looked there first at this time.

Sure enough - the stands collapsed!