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Chapter 452 Death God Sword God
Yanhua's violent shout completely ignited Lu Chunyang's anger.

The ancient sword god, holding a sword and looking down on the universe, has never been so humiliated, let alone Lu Chunyang is the future patriarch of humanity.

Before Lu Chunyang's men moved, the sword intent had already soared into the sky.

Ever since he condensed the Immemorial Sword God's divinity, Lu Chunyang has never shown his sword god's divine power in front of others. First, he doesn't need it, and second, he is worried that it will violate the law of heaven.

However, in today's duel with the god of death who had eight times of nirvana, Lu Chunyang's sword god Kamui can no longer hide.

"Quickly stay away from Senior Brother Chunyang!" Xie Liuyun said loudly.

As Xie Liuyun's words fell to the ground, the Human Dao Tianzun moved away from Lu Chunyang one after another, and soon there was a space around Lu Chunyang with a radius of fifty feet.

The greatness of the sword lies in its unrestrained nature.

When the chaos first opened, the universe already had sword intent.

The sword is the ancestor of all soldiers, and it controls the killing power of the world.

Xiantian Gengjin, the root of ten thousand swords.

After Lu Chunyang jumped out of the Taoist practice system, the original power of chaos he controlled was related to the sword.

A sword is chaotic, and there is nothing that cannot be cut.

Lu Chunyang, transformed into a sword, is a unique divine sword in heaven and earth.

The divine sword is faint, and the thunder is heard in the silent place.

Thirty percent of the demonic disciples who died in battle on the Hate Peak were killed by Lu Chunyang.

Lu Chunyang took a deep breath, and began to improve his sword intent endlessly, blooming the might of the ancient sword god.

The land with a radius of fifty feet became the domain of the sword, and the Taoist body of Tianzun would be injured by the sword energy if he entered it.

Even though he was far away, the fierce and fierce sword intent was still shocking.

God cannot be humiliated, and the Immemorial Sword God overlooks the existence of all living beings.

Lu Chunyang's Tianzun famous swordsmanship is called Wanjian Guizong, and now, he has comprehended the way of the ancient sword god's sword, Nirvana Void Slash.

Cooperating with the Chaos Sword Intent, each stroke of Lu Chunyang's divine sword can shatter the void and annihilate all things.

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"Is this Lu Chunyang's sword god Shenwei?" Liu Fengshuang said in shock.

She couldn't help but not be shocked, if Lu Chunyang didn't want to keep his sword's heart clear and didn't want to commit too many murders, just now as long as he bloomed the power of the sword god, the army of demons could be wiped out by himself.

The sword is a thing to kill, unruly and difficult to tame.If there are too many killings and Jian Xin loses control, there will be a sword demon. At that time, it will not be a person controlling the sword, but a sword controlling people.

What Lu Chunyang most wanted to challenge when he came to the ancient land of Miaojiang was the arrogant demon king. Once he succeeds, his sword heart will be spotless and will never produce a sword demon again, so that he will always maintain the dignity of human beings after turning into a sword.

It's a pity that he came late, and the arrogant demon was killed by me one step ahead.

"I didn't expect Lu Chunyang to be so powerful." Jiang Xueyang was also extremely shocked.

"General Lin, can she beat Lu Chunyang?" Liu Fengshuang asked.

"Only the Dao of Heaven knows the outcome of the battle between ancient gods and demons." Jiang Xueyang shook his head and said.

At this time, Humanity Tianzun is paying attention to the battle between the sword god and the god of death, and no one is guarding against the defeated demon soldiers in the rear.

Jiang Xueyang walked to a rock and looked down at Xihua below.

When the Primordial Sword God showed his power, the Primordial Underworld Death God was also raising his fighting spirit.

Yanhua's black cloak fluttered backwards automatically without wind, making a rattling sound.

The black flames in his eyes were burning crazily, and the death armor in the shape of the legend of the undead, each piece of armor exuded the meaning of cold death.

"Wrath of Vengeance, come back, my disciples of the Demonic Dao, my brothers and sisters!"

Yanhua raised the death scythe, and summoned the death resentment left by the demon disciples who died in battle.

Then, Jiang Xueyang began to feel that the surrounding temperature began to drop, and the death resentment of the demon disciples who died in battle quickly converged on the death sickle in the hand of Yuhua.

The fact that demonic disciples are not afraid of death does not mean that they can accept death calmly.

On the contrary, after death, every demonic disciple still carries the endless killing intent.

This killing intent turned into death resentment after they died.

They lost their bodies, lost their souls, and the resentment of death was destined to dissipate in the world.

However, when the god of death began to summon with the sickle of the god of death, these death grievances poured into it one after another, turning into black flames that burned the soul of the god.

This is the real power of the death sickle, absorbing the death resentment of allies and burning the souls of enemies.

Everyone can forget the demonic disciples who died in battle, but God of Death can't.

The god of death will turn every bit of their resentment into strength and severely damage the soul of the enemy.

Originally, it was not long before Yuhua completed eight Nirvana, and his combat power was not enough to reach a balance with the ancient sword god Lu Chunyang.

However, after she absorbed the death resentment of the demon disciples who died in battle with the death sickle, the gap in combat power between her and Lu Chunyang narrowed infinitely, and the outcome became unknown.

Xie Liuyun couldn't hold back the apprehension in his heart, and tried to use the Liuren Yinyang sword to spy on the mystery.

"Junior Brother, don't do this." Zhang Daoling said.

"I want to try." Xie Liuyun asked.

"You don't need to try, only the Dao of Heaven can detect the mystery of this level of battle. If you forcefully spy on it, the Dao Heart will collapse if it is light, and you will be killed if it is serious." Zhang Daoling said with a sigh.

"Senior brother said that Liu Yun was reckless."

After finishing speaking, Xie Liuyun put away his sword and stood beside Zhang Daoling.

Human Dao Tianzun was dead silent, and the disciples of the Demonic Dao on the ruins of the hated Demon Lord on the peak were also silent.

Everyone is waiting with bated breath.

The death god of the ancient underworld, confronting the sword god of the ancient gods.

There is no doubt that this is a duel that is not within the Taoist practice system.

Moreover, this is still a duel that obviously shouldn't appear now.The Battle of the Conferred Gods has not yet begun, and the battle between the strongest Taoist ancestors should not have appeared in the world at this time.

According to the Daoist records of later generations, it was not the end of the battle of the Miaojiang ancient land that kicked off the battle of the gods, but the battle between the god of death and the god of sword.

The duel between the two most powerful Taoist ancestors sounded the drum of the battle of the Conferred Gods.

Lu Chunyang held the Qingsuo sword and walked towards Yanhua.

Holding the death scythe, Yuhua also walked towards Lu Chunyang at the same time.

The sickle is also a knife, and the knife method is called soul harvesting.

The sword is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is the master of a hundred soldiers.

Unruly like a sword, domineering like a knife.

This is a peak duel between swords and knives. Although the ancient swordsmanship is unparalleled, the killing skills of the rising stars should not be underestimated.

The way of the sword is endless, but the way of the sword has infinite possibilities.

Lu Chunyang walked very slowly, every change of air ion in the air could not escape his perception.

His sword intent has become so strong that it is almost substantive, and his murderous intent is even more fierce.

The Qingsuo sword trembled excitedly in his hand.

At first, Qingsuo Sword was unwilling to be controlled by Lu Chunyang, but now it is proud of being Lu Chunyang's weapon.

Yan Hua also walked very slowly, every step weighed heavily.

The black flames of the Death Scythe were burning crazily, just like her eyes.

Her expression seemed icy cold, but a raging flame was already burning in her heart.The black cloak was tightened and straightened behind her, and the power of the god of death combined with the way of breaking the army made Hanhua's body full of unstoppable destruction and murderous intent.

When the distance between the two was only the last five feet, they stopped at the same time.

In the battle of the strongest Taoist ancestor, five feet is already an absolute forbidden area, and if it is shortened by half a point, it is the taboo field of gods where life and death are instantaneous.Back then when I killed the Arrogant Demon Venerable, it was only after he stepped into the range of five feet in front of me that I started to do it.

Obviously, Sword God and Death God didn't intend to fight a war of attrition, nor did they intend to expose their power of ancient gods and demons in front of the heavenly gods.

Time was passing slowly, and no one was in a hurry to make a move.

Dongyue Taishan Great Emperor lost his former composure, Huolong Daoist began to swallow his saliva, Xie Liuyun's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Zhang Daoling seemed to be standing still, but his wide sleeves had already swelled without wind.

Compared with the reaction of the humane Tianzun, Jiang Xueyang, who is the most forbearing, has always had a calm face.

However, if one observes carefully, one will find that her black hair is turning white one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The trigger for the killing intent came from a broken rock on the top of Abomination Peak.

The mountain rock was only the size of a fist, and rolled down from the top of the mountain. With no one to stop it, the speed became faster and faster. It collided violently with the mountain and jumped into the air. Coincidentally, it happened to fall within five feet of Yuhua and Lu Chunyang .

The mountain rock fell from the sky, and when it passed by the position where the two people's eyes intersected, Xi Hua and Lu Chunyang moved at the same time!

"Sharp blades kill life, strength wounds souls!"

"Chaos sword intent, nothing can't be cut!"

The sickle rotated, bursting out a circle of black flame light.

Lu Chunyang's Qingsuo sword breathed out, and blue sword flowers appeared on the tip of the sword.

Every time a sword flower falls on the black flame circle, the rotation speed of the death sickle will slow down by one point.

When No.40 nine flowers fell, the aperture dissipated.

Lu Chunyang pierced the main body of Yanhua with a sword!
(End of this chapter)