None of the various back-up plans could stop the god-like and devil-like Jiang Chen.
In the end, Li Xuanzhen's face was as gloomy as water. He no longer had the calmness and unruly attitude he had at the beginning. His face turned completely cold.
"Youngster, don't push me!"
During the battle, he had actually admitted defeat and tried to escape by some means, which was equivalent to throwing away his face for a great swordsman.
But the other party refused to give in, and used the mysterious method to imprison the heaven and earth, as if he was determined to keep him.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's body was burning with blood and flames, and his rationality seemed to be burned away. He did not answer, but instead dragged the Hun Tian Stick and smashed forward even more violently.
"Alright! If you won't let me go, then today, I'll fight you to the death!"
This great swordsman seemed to have made some decision.
Among the crowd watching the battle in the distance, some vague and tall figures suddenly turned around and walked away, as if they were afraid of something.
"Senior, why is this happening?" someone asked.
"Run quickly! It's too late! A great sword cultivator is desperate, and that means he's going to use his sword. He's going to use all his life's knowledge, even at the cost of destroying his own magic. Using his sword is the most terrifying killing move in the world!"
"What?"
"A powerful person of this level would sacrifice everything with one sword?"
“Run!”
Some people were frightened and retreated quickly.
At this time, Li Xuanzhen was holding the magic sword that already had several cracks in it. His young face suddenly began to age. Slowly, a white-bearded old man appeared on the scene, with long arms and slender fingers.
It can be seen that he is a natural swordsman.
"Young man! If you had not experienced thousands of years, lived through countless years, and had not lost your blood and energy, and had a weak body and an old soul, you would not be worthy of this sword from me!"
He held a sword in one hand, his eyes flashing with coldness, and a faint magic line appeared behind him, which looked like a long river, filled with countless terrifying sword intent.
The sharp edge of the 䦤䦤 spans the sky and the earth, as if it can cut off everything in the world.
When Li Xuanzhen slowly raised his hand, the shadow of the magic weapon behind him, which was condensed with all his blood and sweat, trembled, and countless sword lights flew up, broke away from the long river, and all merged into the sword in his hand.
"Buzz"
The long sword rang softly, and the whole world was shaken.
Without any extra words, he pressed his arm downwards, and the endless and terrifying sword light completely annihilated the area within a hundred feet.
Jiang Chen swung his stick, and unparalleled sword energy attacked, suppressing him physically. Blood began to appear quickly on his body, and the invisible sword light broke his Vajra Indestructibility.
At this moment, he felt death approaching!
The most famous swordsman of the declining era is by no means a simple person. When he tries his best and unleashes the might of his sword, he is indeed invincible.
Jiang Chen felt this, and the pain stimulated him to wake up for a few seconds. He looked forward, his pen like a sword, constantly consuming all he had learned, and wanted to kill the old man.
He grinned and laughed like a monster.
"Old thing!"
"I'm asking you for the third time, has your sword ever been broken?"
The deafening roar seemed to make the rain of swords from the sky pause for a moment.
Li Xuanzhen's expression suddenly changed, because in front of him, the man who was chopped to pieces by his "Sword" and covered in blood, was actually taking one step at a time, bearing the overwhelming "swords" and indescribable pressure.
Come towards me!
With every step he took, his aura grew stronger.
The most terrifying thing was that his body was wrapped in a gray ancient power. Li Xuanzhen did not recognize that power, but he clearly felt that under the influence of this power, every inch of the opponent's flesh and blood began to change towards a terrifying state that he could not understand!
In the end, it seemed that the strength of one of his fingers was comparable to the magic sword in his hand!
When Jiang Chen arrived in front of Li Xuanzhen, his thousand-foot-tall body had disappeared, and his entire body was surrounded by a layer of misty, faint gray air, making him mysterious and unpredictable.
He reached out his hand indifferently and grabbed the tip of Li Xuanzhen's sword.
"you want……"
Li Xuanzhen was stunned for a moment.
The veins on Jiang Chen's arms bulged.
"Click"
The spiritual sword, along with all the sword skills learned by this great swordsman, and the countless swords, were all broken into two pieces by this man's big hands!
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