Every step forward is like the changing wind and clouds.
Anthony raised his hands to the sky, his whole body emitting golden light, as if he was a god walking on the earth, full of pride and holiness.
However, Jiangshan only took this step, but the golden light on Anthony's body instantly dimmed a lot.
boom.
A brilliant beam of light poured down madly from the void and directly connected to Jiangshan's body, shining brightly like a banished immortal.
"I told you, I know more about heaven than you do. Besides, this is China, not the West."
Jiang Shan shouted indifferently.
clank.
In his palm, the Wailing Knife suddenly appeared, the blade vibrating wildly, strands of knife light swirling above the blade, and cold light burst out.
"No, no, this is the power of heaven blocking it. How could you possibly communicate with heaven and earth? This is impossible. This is clearly something that only ancient gods can perform!"
"I don't believe it!"
Boom, boom, boom! Anthony went crazy, holding up the void with his hands, and wisps of strong wind in his body kept hitting his body. Then a cluster of dazzling golden light, like ripples, directly wrapped around his hands.
boom.
A terrifying golden ball of light suddenly appeared, held in his hands, like a big sun, and seemed to contain terrifying power.
"Destroy the world!"
Anthony suddenly roared, and then pushed Jiangshan hard with both hands, and the golden ball of light he was holding smashed towards Jiangshan madly.
Then, a terrifying golden light flashed across the sky and earth. The terrifying wind and waves generated by this ball of light alone blew scars all over Jiangshan's body.
Once hit, the outcome will definitely be tragic.
"The moon falls on the galaxy, cut!"
However, facing the golden light ball bombarding Jiangshan, he did not show any panic. Instead, he took a big step forward, and the Sorrowful Sword in his hand was raised to the sky.
Whoosh, a dazzling light followed the starry sky directly into his Wailing Sword, as if the Milky Way was attracted to Jiangshan.
Then, Jiangshan slashed down with great force.
Cool.
The dazzling blade light that seemed to pierce through the sky and earth slashed madly towards the golden light ball. At this moment, the originally dark void was completely transformed into a world of silver and golden light.
"This strike with the Northern Sea Immortal Art is enough to make all things silent!"
Fight your way out of the moonlit night sky, take a deep breath, and drink proudly.
boom.
The golden ball of light and Jiangshan's knife collided violently. The moment they collided, a wave of light, dazzling light, directly swallowed Jiangshan and Anthony.
Wow, wow, wow.
This expensive manor was reduced to ruins in an instant, and everything therein, including the houses, was shattered into pieces by the ripples of power.
The luster slowly dissipated, but Jiangshan's figure was still standing there, holding the Sorrowful Knife in his hand, with a stern expression, but blood was dripping from his wrist.
Tick, tick.
The sound was very harsh, and the blood even spread over the blade of the Wailing Sword. It condensed and did not dissipate, and it actually emitted a fresh fragrance without any pungent smell.
Jiangshan was injured in the terrible collision, but his injury was not serious. As for Anthony, he was now kneeling on one knee opposite Jiangshan with a ferocious look on his face.
His hair was disheveled and his face was extremely pale. On his chest, there were terrible scars all over, which was very scary.
"That's impossible!"
"Destroying the World is one of the most powerful magical powers of our Church. It can communicate with the power of the gods. Even the strongest people at the peak of the Dao cannot stop it!"
“Why, why!”
Anthony kept talking, his words full of disbelief.
"No reason!"
"Because even the strongest people at the peak of Hedao are not worth mentioning in my eyes."
Jiang Shan took a deep breath, and his body seemed to have lost its previous lightness. Just a collision of magical powers had injured him, but his eyes were still sharp.
"Not worth mentioning?"
Anthony was stunned when he heard this.
"I don't want to keep killing with you guys. I have a wife, a family, brothers, and a son soon. I'm really tired of it."
"There is no absolute fairness in this world. If you want to fight, then I will fight with you to the end!"
"Until you dare not fight again!"
"So, you have to die."
Cool.
Jiang Shan murmured indifferently, and suddenly he shook his wrist, and the Wailing Blade soared into the sky, and then slashed wildly towards Anthony's body.
"Jiangshan, don't be so complacent!"
"My Church still has terrifying ascetics. Just wait and see, haha!"
Anthony looked up, looked at the brilliant knife light, and laughed wildly. There seemed to be no fear in his eyes, only madness and hideousness remained.
Phew!
Anthony's head fell to the ground with blood all over the place. Jiangshan, holding the wailing knife, didn't even look at him, turned around and walked towards the battlefield of Oboi and Dorgon in the distance.
"Ascetic?"
"To me, anyone who is an enemy must die."
"I don't want to be a good person because I have to protect my whole family."
Jiang Shan murmured indifferently, holding the Wailing Knife, and walked towards the distance.
Rumble!
In the distance, Aobai stepped aside, his body covered in blood, his hair was extremely messy, and on his burly body flowed strands of terrifying power like a dragon.
Dorgon, who was sitting opposite him, had also changed his appearance. He was wearing a black dragon robe, with long hair scattered on his back. His face, which was full of hostility, had a sinister majesty.
"Aobai, you are no match for me!"
"Back then, I didn't kill you, which was already a mercy. But hundreds of years later, you still stand before me. If I don't kill you, it would be unjust."
Dorgon held a sword in his hand.
There were some rust spots on the sword, but the blade was emitting a cold light, and when held in Dorgon's hand, it was filled with terrifying murderous aura.
"Aobai, I'm here to kill him."
At this moment, Jiangshan walked here with the Sorrowful Knife in his hand, nodded towards Aobai, and spoke in a serious voice.
"Oh."
"It seems those foreign guys are still not capable of killing you."
When Dorgon saw Jiangshan, he suddenly laughed and then shook his head.
"You think you can kill me?"
Then, Dorgon tilted his neck, smiled sarcastically at Jiangshan, and raised the sword in his hand.
"This sword has accompanied me in my battles across the country, spilling the blood of countless Han people. It's a little rusty now, but its sharpness remains!"
"I will use this sword to cut off your head alive."
"Let me tell you, a guy who has luckily obtained the position of an immortal official has no qualifications to participate in the great struggle in the immortal world. You are nothing but an ant!"
boom.
Dorgon raised his sword. At this moment, a bolt of thunder fell madly, directly landing on the rusty sword in his hand.
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