Chapter 531 End

The sword energies of the two Chang’an swords circulated, their sounds shaking heaven and earth, already intertwined and resonating here. Although they lacked the grandeur and vastness of the previous Zhuxian Sword Formation, their sharpness was even greater, as if thousands of sword energies were brimming within these two long swords.

Wei Yuan raised his right hand, and the Chang’an sword that flew out from the sword box landed in his hand.

The sword vibrated, erupting with an incomparably clear sword cry that shot straight into the sky.

The other Chang’an sword had been held by Lü Fengxian for a long time, tainted with much of the turbid world's aura. Previously, it had been enveloped by the conceptual body of the Turbid World Great Lord. At this moment, it was still unable to respond to Wei Yuan’s call, but it had already sensed something. Within the Turbid World Great Lord's current 'gongti' (cultivation body), bursts of clear sword cries erupted.

The two swords echoed each other, their auras were long and sustained. When one sword's momentum subsided, the other would rise.

Faintly, there was a sense of endless continuity and boundless magnificence.

The blue-robed scholar, Destiny, widened his eyes. "This is..."

"How is it possible? How could there be two identical divine weapons of this level?!"

"Impossible."

Amidst the violent collision sounds, they exchanged hundreds of blows in an instant. Zhi Qi abruptly transformed into his original form.

The Turbid World Small Lord laughed loudly.

The Turbid World Small Lord laughed heartily. This kind of stinging pain and the uncomfortable feeling of abandoning everything to fight with all one's might surged like a tide. Striving with all his strength, forgetting life and death, every punch and kick brought incomparable joy and was also extremely uninhibited.

The Turbid World Great Lord looked at Wei Yuan, who once again held a sword.

The Turbid World Small Lord murmured, blood at the corner of his mouth, or rather, the last remnant of his true spirit flowing down. He lowered his eyes, looking at the sealed Turbid World Fire God, without the slightest regret for not absorbing Huo Zhuo's Dao fruit and power, only a peaceful gaze.

Before his final death, how could he not fight to the fullest?!

Huo Zhuo struggled frantically.

"Come, come, come!"

Just as the power representing the Turbid World Great Lord’s entire foundation was about to descend, a sword pierced through the Turbid World Great Lord's chest, causing the Turbid World Great Lord to instantly feel the excruciating pain of the true spirit shattering and annihilating, preventing his palm from falling. Wei Yuan’s pupils constricted as he raised his head.

Was this the feeling he had back then?! Hún Tiān!

This was not even the final stage of the battle yet.

Amidst Zhi Qi’s roar, the cudgel in his hand, with the force of ten thousand jun (ancient unit of weight) and boundless domineering aura, smashed horizontally towards the Turbid World Great Lord. The Turbid World Great Lord was not angered, but laughed loudly, then swept his sleeve, his five fingers clenched, sweeping towards Zhi Qi’s cudgel.

This time, it was finally not a sword formation, not a marvelous use based on laws, but truly holding a sword.

The Water God Gonggong lowered his eyes. "Zhu Rong."

At the same time, fighting all the strong of the Clear World at once, the Turbid World Great Lord, heavily injured and with countless vital energies dissipating, seemed to return to his former self. The corners of his mouth slightly curved, the smile on his face without any gloom. "In this way... eighty million years is not considered a waste."

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What a pity!

Again, it was an incomparably intense collision.

"Hi."

He raised his eyes, his vertical pupils icy and sinister.

Then, accompanied by the incomparably huge sound.

Facing the Turbid World Great Lord at this moment, Wei Yuan brought out his true all-out strength.

Behind the Turbid World Great Lord, Fuxi, dressed in white, incomparably handsome, with icy and sinister vertical pupils, stood.

Facing the terrifying sword energy, the Turbid World Great Lord threw a punch, causing even more cracks to appear on his body, but it made all the sword energy collapse and annihilate. Then, he swept across the formation, causing the sword formation to collapse once again, looking up to the sky and laughing loudly, suddenly saying: "Heavenly Emperor!!"

"Come!!!"

But at this moment, under the burning of this impassioned battle intent, as if he had already seen his end.

After traversing eighty million years of searching, the final goal of his soul merging was at this moment. He moved forward step by step like a pilgrim, instantly leaping to Wei Yuan's face, forgetting transcendence, forgetting himself, forgetting all past obsessions, roaring loudly, his left fist clenched tightly, and smashing it fiercely towards Wei Yuan.

"Send me on my way..."

"This is your foundation, your countless struggles for eighty million years, your countless painstaking thoughts, the traces and memories you left after fighting Hún Tiān. This is everything of yours, all for you! Go see transcendence, go see the years beyond eternity!"

Ha…

May it last forever.

Yes, that was not even blood anymore.

Once these sword energies appeared, they would exist forever.

Yin and Yang Qi transformed into the simplest and most profound Two Forms Sword Formation.

Even the slightest, most minute movements would cause the 104,000 immeasurable sword energies lurking within the body to frantically ***, bringing unparalleled pain, boundless pain. If it were still the previous gongti (cultivation body), perhaps just moving would cause blood to instantly splatter on the ground.

Thus, countless sword energies rose up, existing for a long time in the heavens and earth, their number numerous, not inferior to the myriad stars and phenomena, vast and magnificent, exhibiting the aura of boundless slaughter.

So what?

His heart was as peaceful as when he first walked in the world.

What could be more joyous than this?

Boom!!!

Suddenly, a rumbling, deep, and forceful sound of air being torn apart resounded.

This was the final enemy.

Fists and long swords collided.

But it was shrouded in karma and suppressed by the blue-robed scholar, Destiny.

It could derive all things, it could define the years. The sharp aura of the sword light slashing down. Victory and defeat were already determined.

The pain when the sword energy within his body flowed and changed, none of that mattered anymore.

Utmost joy!

Two Chang’an swords, intertwined with each other, like fixing yin and yang.

Eighty million years of solitary meditation only sought transcendence, but he said that transcendence was the joy of狂喜 (mad delight).

The Turbid World Great Lord laughed loudly, rushing into the sword formation, and then, with an absolutely powerful and unrivaled posture.

Displaying the full盛 (flourishing) posture of the Yuanshi Heavenly Lord, an opponent worthy of himself!

His body could barely support itself, and wounds radiating starlight appeared one after another. His body did not retreat, and the death wish on his body became even stronger. Zhi Qi was silent for a moment, holding the weapon in his hand, and suddenly let out a long roar. His body swayed, and he suddenly transformed into a true fighting body, with his head touching the sky and his feet on the ground.

"Break!!!"

The Fire God Zhu Rong and the Water God Gonggong shot together, water and fire intertwined, all of which are the strongest battles in the world. The Turbid World Great Lord is no longer retreating, his arms are raised, and he meets him head-on. The terrifying and turbulent aura is almost like a tide, and Huo Zhuo is dead. He gritted his teeth and watched the Turbid World Supreme being wanton under the siege of all the weak.

Even He could not burn out the karma threads that bound him in a short time, and then rushed out of the blockade and rushed to Xiao Zun's side. He could only stare at the final run and death of this Turbid World Supreme!

This extremely strong desire and instinct to return to Wei Yuan's palm made the sword wail frantically. Countless extremely sharp sword qi flowed out from it, like a river, densely permeating the Turbid World Great Lord's body.

Thinking back, this time I couldn't reach true detachment either. It seemed that 80 million years of persistence had no value at all, but for some reason, I was still more satisfied than ever. I just looked at Wei Yuan, and the aura on my body suddenly reappeared. The earth exploded.

It is you, not you.

The fire of fighting burned fiercely. The body trembled slightly.

Moreover, there are traces of the vicissitudes of the years on the sword box, but there is also Wei Yuan's own aura. This is especially something he cannot understand. Could it be that this is the backhand he did, but when did it happen? He couldn't even peek into it.

The seven are united, combined with sword marks.

But the fact that victory and defeat have been determined, and what I am doing now, are two different things.

"However, your years cannot be wasted in vain!"

Wei Yuan took a deep breath, and the Chang'an in his hand

The sword screamed violently. The sword energy that had been scattered here one after another lit up, and then suddenly condensed into one, turning into a golden sword light, which suddenly returned and fell into Xing Lan's eyebrows, turning into a vertical golden sword mark, and the endless sharpness spread out.

It was as if he had smashed through his past! Smash through many obsessions!

The white-haired Taoist opened his mouth and asked.

The Turbid World Great Lord laughed loudly, his hands suddenly closed together, his ten fingers corresponding to each other, like a Taoist hand gesture, and then closed suddenly, temporarily connecting his already divided body. Although it was still the kind of feeling that was almost covered in cracks and had light透(penetrating), at least it was isolated. This allowed Chang'an Sword to not come out for a short time.

"See you in the past, to see the destruction of countless worlds, to tell Hún Tiān."

What kind of joy is this? Even the war with Hún Tiān was never so快意 (delightful). At that time, I still lost sight of one thing and the other, because I saw that Hún Tiān had little time left, so I adopted delaying tactics and did not use the strongest foundation and power. I didn’t block everything and have a happy fight with Hún Tiān!

But it was not the authority of Zhu Si Yin, but my body and time were stopped. The Turbid World Great Lord's fist and the domineering energy beneath it were only half a palm away from Wei Yuan, but it was unable to continue to erupt. At this moment, in the collapsing body, the aura of that Chang'an Sword had already leaked out.

Advance step by step, the tiger's mouth is torn.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation rose again, and it was in the most decisive way. It was no longer as grand as it was just now, because Wei Yuan was no longer in the conventional sense of full盛 (flourishing), but its murderous intention was vertical and horizontal, and the qi machine felt each other. However, it seemed to exceed the full盛 (flourishing).

Even the most subtle and weak movements.

What I see in front of my eyes is only this opponent. What I see across this opponent is the so-called Gate of Detachment, but I am no longer concerned about this so-called Gate of Detachment, because in my heart, only the voice of the war spirit is surging and roaring.

The Turbid World Great Lord let out a difficult and pleasant laughter, clenched his fists, shook the energy around his body, and forcefully blocked the Chang'an Sword in his body, thus enduring the pain that was enough to drive ordinary people crazy. He charged towards the unprecedentedly powerful enemy with a frank and happy laugh.

Fuxi smiled slightly at Wei Yuan across Xiao Zun's gradually dissipating body:

Pity!

The momentum of the stars is vast and磅礴 (magnificent), and it slams down.

Smashing through the long and lonely years of 80 million years!

The Turbid World Great Lord laughed loudly, letting the cracks on his body become fewer, but he still clenched his five fingers, and slammed the extremely domineering and deep punch on the Chang'an Sword. The Chang'an Sword burst out with a violent hiss that seemed to be overwhelmed, and then the aura exploded, along with Wei Yuan being slammed away, heavily hitting the cliff arm on one side.

Come and kill me! Absolute full盛 (flourishing) posture.

It's really strange, not even a bit of regret was left behind.

Laughing loudly.

The joy of the sword qi奔走 (running) in the body when狂奔 (rushing) and the joy of the fierce battle just now became clearer, but these joys, compared with the joy and joy that are now overflowing in my heart, are not worth mentioning, how great!

Suddenly raised his hand, the obsession of 80 million years finally broke out again, raised his hand and hit horizontally!

"Have you found what you've been pursuing for 80 million years, Xiao Zun?"

"Xiao Zun!!!"

Boom!!!

The Yuanshi Heavenly Lord!

Holding the divine sword.

Boom!!!

The collision of fists and swords, accompanied by the fall of blood.

The Taoist swept across peacefully with his sword fingers on his right hand. The blue-robed scholar bowed his head and saw the sword energy that should have been broken in the void re-condensing.森森 (Dense) and jade-like sword energy rose from the mountains, streams, all things, and stars. Reflected on the starlight, there was no murderous aura at all, but a dreamlike beauty.

But there is still no murderous intent.

Boom!!!

This body has already died, and what remains here is only the consciousness that is above the concept of the turbid world. What falls down is no longer blood, but pure turbid qi. I am not the kind of stupid person who does not know how to advance or retreat. Naturally, I understand that I no longer have the hope of detachment. When that guy took out two swords, one of which was even in his own body, he didn't even know the ending.

Too ridiculous!

"Take action!"

Ridiculous, I was afraid and unwilling to fight with Hún Tiān before.

Tear! Crush!

Boom!!!

Fu Li Yuxu Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly blurred, and then suddenly magnified, and finally transformed into a shape as large as Xing Lan. The overall aura was still deep and long. In an instant, the body and Yuanshen were combined into one, and an extremely strong aura ripple took it as its center. Spread out suddenly. 大風小说网

At this moment, the Chang'an Sword is still in my body.

Wei Yuan held the sword in his left hand, and his five fingers spread out in his right hand, slightly pressing the void.

At this moment, my heart became more and more clear. The white-haired Taoist in the distance raised his hand and seemed to recite the name of the sword move to express his solemnity. Huo Zhuo seemed to be shouting something, but I couldn't even hear that.

Hold the sword in both hands and pierce through the Turbid World Great Lord.

It makes people unable to see clearly what is happening inside.

Emperor Jun lowered his eyes, his expression slightly moved, and his five fingers closed together, so endless starlight fell down.

For the sword immortal who is in charge of cause and effect.

I know that my body is collapsing, and I know that cracks are flowing in my body one after another. This is the end of death, the end of the long years, just like the person I saw back then, but at this moment I have reached this point, even if the blood has been exhausted, even if the wind of breathing is sword qi, but I am walking on that road.

The Turbid World Great Lord laughed loudly and did not use weapons. When the strength reaches our level, weapons are just the eyes of the hands and feet. The sharpness of swords may not be as good as the sharp energy裹挟 (rolled) under our own fists and feet.

At this moment, the Turbid World Great Lord放手一搏 (let go and fight), relying only on his hands to attack.

作者：卖报小郎君
Mai Bao Xiao Lang Jun