Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

"hehe..…"

At this time, a sudden sneer sounded in the field, breaking the shock of everyone.

Following the prestige, I saw the black-haired young man Zhi Sha walking out step by step with a sneer.

Zhi Sha Duan Dao pointed at Yuan Jiansheng, countless saber energy flowed from him, and said proudly: "When I get the inheritance, it will definitely be as you wish."

The Sword Qi on Yuan Jiansheng's body was stimulated and burst out violently.

The two men looked at each other with sword and sword, and the sword Qi and Sword Qi collided in the void, and the weapons in the hands of the people with swords and swords all trembled endlessly, "there was a raging fighting spirit erupting.

In a trance, the river of time seems to be reversed at this moment.

Everyone saw the shadows of the ancient sword emperor and Ling Xiaozong's swordsman leader in the two of them.

This is a battle between the Dao of the Sword and the Dao of the Sword in an era.

How amazing!

"Humph!"

Zhi Sha withdrew his "063" light, and strode directly towards the shadow remnant soul.

Zhisha slashed at the black shadow remnant soul, and waves of sword energy emerged from his body, splitting the void.

"I am the heir of the Ancient Sword Emperor, this inheritance should belong to me!"

"boom!"

The first knife of the black shadow remnant soul was directly chopped into pieces by Ye Sha's knife light.

Feeling the knife intent to stop killing, the body of the black shadow remnant trembled, and a pair of eyes seemed to light up slightly on the cheeks where the face could not be seen clearly.

Soon, he stopped the kill and made a second cut.

"What are you waiting for?! Bring me the inheritance!"

Stopping the second strike, a phantom of a pitch-black chain was cut directly in the void.

This knife carried a strong aura of cutting through the ages, which was more domineering and richer than the aura on the light of the knife cast by the black silver remnant soul.

"boom!"

The second knife of the black shadow sword soul was also cut into pieces, and the whole person even took a step back.

The knife intent on Zhi Sha seemed to have a great stimulating effect on the remnant black shadow, and the remnant black shadow trembled violently, as if something was about to break out of his body.

Zhisha's eyes brightened, he laughed wildly and said: "What are you dawdling in, bring it to me quickly!"

As he said that, the third sword that was being killed was slashed out.

This knife was as scarlet as blood, and once it was cut, an extremely strong smell of blood immediately filled the field.

In the void, a phantom of a blood-colored chain emerged, as if it could reflect a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood from the blood-colored knife light.

Everyone was shocked.

"The killing secret, this is the legendary killing secret!"

"Zhi Sha can comprehend the profound meaning of killing?! How many creatures did he kill? Is he the reincarnation of the Heavenly Slaughter Star?"

"He can be considered to have walked out of his own path from the inheritance of the ancient sword emperor... With two legendary secrets, he can be the leader of the young generation of Zhongzhou swordsman! Gu Xuan, who is known as the number one sword in the sky, may also How much better..."

"Stop killing with killing...I seem to understand!"

The slash of Zhisha directly forced the black shadow remnant soul to make two more slashes in a row.

The third knife and the fourth knife are broken

At the fifth cut, a trace of an aura that was infinitely close to the king's realm flowed out, and the terrifying aura enveloped the audience.

Stop killing but turned a deaf ear, staring at the chest of the black shadow remnant soul, and shouted: "This is my inheritance. You have the knife in my hand, so why struggle.

Be one with me, and call Zhongtian for a new sky!"

"Roar!"

The roar of Zhisha shook the void.

The figure of the black shadow remnant soul shook violently, and the knife in his hand stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the black mist on its body surged violently, and gradually a phantom of a broken knife emerged.

If you look carefully, you will see that this seems to be the front part of a long knife.

This part is in the same line as the Killer Duan Dao.

Everyone suddenly realized that the body of the black shadow remnant soul was a half-cut knife.

And the true inheritance of the ancient sword emperor has been in front of everyone's eyes, which is the final test itself.

The broken knife in the killer was also vibrating crazily, echoing with the fragments of the broken knife in the body of the black shadow remnant soul.

Zhisha's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth showed an exaggerated arc. While laughing, he called eagerly: "Come, come and become one with me!"

The fifth knife of Heiying Remnant Soul still hasn't been cut off.

The long knife in its hand fell down, and the whole person seemed to be summoned, and walked towards Zhisha step by step, and the light on its body became stronger and stronger.

Anyone can see that this so-called inheritance trial is about to be settled.

"I said earlier that from the moment Zhisha appeared on the stage, the ending of this trip to the Tomb of the Sword Emperor was already doomed..."

"He has an inheritance in his hand, and the process of obtaining another inheritance is much simpler than ours. The protagonist of this trial is destined to be him!"

"All of us unintentionally became wedding dresses to stop killing..."

"With the two inheritances in hand, it is almost equivalent to the complete inheritance of the ancient sword emperor...Zhisha is already so tyrannical now, how powerful will it be after this time?

"Perhaps, it will really be as he said... It should be called Zhongtian for a new sky!"

Everyone looked complicated and sighed.

Seeing that the remnant soul of Heiying was about to completely walk in front of Zhisha, and the fragments of the remnant knife in Heiying's body would come out through his body.

at this time.....

Mutations are born!

An astonishing blade light rumbled from behind everyone, tearing apart the void, wrapped in indescribably terrifying power, and came to the front in an instant.

The black chain phantom is as sharp as a dragon, exuding a strong aura of destruction.

With one blow, the black shadow's remnant soul was smashed to pieces.

The black shadow exploded, and countless broken knife fragments flew out of the body.

Then it was pulled by an invisible force, regrouped, and fell into a big white and powerful hand that was spread out.

One person stands in the void, with a long body standing tall, and the power of heaven and earth worships him.

In the field, all Practitioners' bladed weapons trembled crazily, broke free from their hands, and moved closer to this person.

The tip of the knife hangs down, as if it really worships its own king.

This person was condescending, his eyes were as bright as a star, he looked indifferently at the fragments of the broken knife hovering slightly in his hand, and said word by word: "Mo Shatian, you dare to give the inheritance to others easily before I have released the knife?!"

Mo Xiatian, you dare to easily give the inheritance to others before I have brought out the saber?!

This sentence sounded like thunder, rolling 2.0 past everyone's ears.

Everyone's brains were buzzing, and their bodies were trembling. Seeing this figure that suddenly appeared, their pupils constricted, and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak a word.

"Gu... Gu Xuan?!"

Everyone is dumbfounded.

He was stunned even to stop the killing, the complacency and ecstasy were frozen on his face, the whole person remained motionless, obviously he hadn't reacted yet.

On the other hand, Yuan Jiansheng, his eyes suddenly shot out a strong light, and the Sword Qi burst out from his body, with a kind of fighting spirit just around the corner.

Su Qingmo stared wide-eyed at the figure that suddenly appeared in the field, the expression on her pretty face ranged from astonishment to joy to excitement.

Her eye circles were red, her eyes were full of tears, she stretched out her hand and desperately covered Own's mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

But there is a voice in my heart whispering: "Young master, young master, look at me, I am your slave!...".