The cold that invaded the marrow filled the entire heaven and earth, and the blood-disturbing aura churned this snowy region. The chill of slaughter, the bloodthirsty aura, when the blade swirled, when the blade flipped over, the two figures turned into shadows, only to see the sword light condense the terrifying coldness majesticly, and the sword burst out with a hideous evil qi gushing like a note.

The long sword in the hand of Beibing Xuan Ce was fast, and the blood knife in Jiang Xuance's hand was blurred, and as soon as the two of them fought, the sky was booming, and two different breaths were stirring around. Between heaven and earth, there are only two intertwined figures, the long sword is cold and icy, and the blood knife destroys the heart and devours the earth, and one sword and one sword rolls up ten thousand powerful qi blades, cutting the ice under their feet into a wolf-like ravine.

With a condensed snort, a figure was as majestic as a mountain, his tiger eyes were as bright as electricity, the long sword in his hand was held across his chest, and under his feet was an unfathomable ravine. The other person was like a demon, his hair was flying, his eyes were full of darkness, and the blood knife in his hand was even more distant to the sky, and the blood knife trembled. The two of them were separated by a zhang distance, and although their movements stopped, the aura surging around them was stronger and greater, rising from the sky, wanting to sprint to the sky, wanting to drown the swaying sun.

Although it was a short time to count a few breaths, they had already fought several times, and both of them had residual energy from each other's bodies that had been poured into their bodies. At this time, Beibing Xuan Ce only felt that a mad aura was corroding his true qi, endless blood, with a crazy evil qi churning in his body, and although the cold true qi in his body was majestic and strong, it could not completely eliminate that cold and fierce true qi for a while. While condensing his qi and moving around his body, he suppressed the cold and fierce blood demon qi, and at the same time forcibly raised all the true qi of the dantian.

Jiang Broken Dao's scarred and hideous face looked a little pale, and a thin layer of white frost appeared on his lips, which was caused by the terrifying cold true qi of Beibing Xuan Ce penetrating into his body. He only felt that his body was as if he had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cave, and the cold ice qi was wantonly freezing his body. Although the blood demonic qi in his body was extremely powerful, he was still unable to purify the cold ice true qi remaining in his body for a while.

Beibing Xuan Ce raised his sword and stood, and the evil qi remaining in his body kept eroding the cold true qi in his body like a maggot attached to the bones, and the evil qi rushed up from his blood, rushing straight to his heart. His brain suddenly went into a trance, and he felt that he had fallen into an endless blood prison, and the red color of blood flashed out in his mind.

And Jiang Broken Knife was not comfortable, and the cold and biting cold around him rushed like a tidal wave, especially the kind of cold cold that could almost freeze his soul. His mind was filled with vast scenes of ice and snow, and a thin layer of frost and cold began to appear around him.

The two stood facing each other, and only for a few breaths, the two of them invariably mobilized their internal forces to roll away the energy of the other party remaining in their bodies.

Gradually, the thin layer of frost and cold aura around Jiang Broken Knife disappeared, and the blood knife in his hand was raised, and the ghostly blood-red color in his eyes suddenly appeared. His hair was flying, his hideous face revealed a strange expression, and his dark gray clothes were undulating with the wind, and he was like the king of the underworld at this time.

The long sword in Beibing Xuance's hand groaned softly, and the condensed aura around his body lingered, and he stretched out two fingers of his left hand and flicked it slightly on the blade of the long sword. Suddenly, a heaven-shattering roar swept towards the blue sky, and a layer of jade-like cold air came from above the sky. The cold air blocked out the rays of the rising sun that were pouring down, and shrouded the sky and the sun.

"It seems that you have still cultivated to the eighth layer of the Great Dao Ruthless Technique, and if you have love in the sky, you will grow old. Back then, you were the most talented in our generation, but we didn't expect you to do something that the previous Night Hades Palace masters had not done. The palace masters of all dynasties have hovered at the seventh layer, even if they are ruthless, even if their skills have accumulated to the limit, and the exercises have not broken through, they can only stop under the broken void. ”

A complicated light flashed in Jiang Broken Knife's eyes, and he said calmly to Beibing Xuan Ce, but the blood qi condensed by the blood knife in his hand became more and more intense, and the layers of blood mist from the blade became more and more dazzling.

"With your talents, if you continue to cultivate the Great Dao Ruthless Technique, your achievements will definitely not be below me. It's just a pity that you have embarked on the evil path and cultivated demonic skills to devour essence and blood to transform your internal strength. Even though the Nether Blood Knife is a peerless divine weapon, don't forget, the Nether Blood Knife is a fierce knife after all, and when the time comes, it will eventually devour your sanity, and you will eventually become a slave of the Blood Knife. Beibing Xuan Ce replied with a look of regret flashing in his eyes.

He believed that with Jiang Broken Dao's intelligence and intelligence, his martial arts cultivation would definitely not be below him, and although he had ascended to the eighth layer of the "Great Dao Ruthless Technique", he knew that this was due to an opportunity for him. If he didn't have that opportunity, he could only wander on the seventh layer, but he couldn't see the threshold of the eighth layer.

"Whether it's the Nether Blood Knife or the Divine Weapon, now that it's in my hands, I can do a lot of things. If I am enslaved by this bloody knife in the future, it will be my business. I don't need you to be cowardly. The account between us has not yet been settled, today you and I will take out all our strength, a battle of life and death, without regrets. Jiang Broken Knife looked down at the blood knife in his hand, and he said faintly.

After speaking, the cold aura around him suddenly rose, and the blood-colored light rose to the sky, and the stream of evil light rushed to the sky, penetrating the jade cold qi that wanted to be suppressed. And he held the knife in both hands, and the bloody aura that flowed on the blade of the knife was even more condensed into a substantial red blood. His eyes were filled with endless blood-colored red, and he held the knife in both hands, and his fierce momentum rose up as if he were splitting the sky and the earth.

The cold current was rolling down, the cold blood was majestic and ready to meet the sky, and the momentum around them was even stronger and more terrifying. The sword was groaning, the knife was roaring, and although the two confrontational figures did not move a minute, the aura condensed around them was instantly intertwined like an explosion.

The cold breath turned into crystal snowflakes, which rose down from the sky sky, and the light of blood light turned into bright red flowers, and attacked the crystal snowflakes. The snowflakes condense the power of freezing through the heavens and the earth, and the blood flowers are even more blooming and devouring, and the pieces of snowflakes contain the coldness of the cold marrow, and the blood flowers roll up the madness.

The sword light flashed, the sword appeared, and the snowflakes falling from the sky condensed into a giant sword with white rays, and the giant sword slowly took shape on the top of the head of the Northern Ice Xuance. I saw him poke out the two fingers of his left hand, flick slightly on the long sword, and suddenly, the snowflake giant sword that fell from the sky swept into the marrow and went away with Jiang's broken knife.

Seeing this, Jiang Broken Dao was not flustered, he drank in a deep voice, and his red eyes suddenly shot out two pillars of blood-like light. The blood knife in his hand trembled uncontrollably, and the blood flowers rose up layer by layer, the blood flowers condensed with a terrifying meaning, and the blood flowers bloomed from under his feet as if they had devoured all the blood in the world. Suddenly, the blood flower roared up, condensing into a bright red and piercing blood-colored mad knife.

The mad knife was wrapped in the supreme demonic qi of the underworld, and at this moment, the giant sword on the top of the head of the Northern Ice Xuan Ce pierced through the cold ice and headed towards Jiang Sword. And Jiang Broken Knife held the blood knife in his hand, the blood flowers condensed into one, and a peerless mad knife roared out, and the blood-red light circulating around the mad knife was like a drop of bright red blood, and the mad knife sprinted towards the giant cold jade sword with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

The sky showed a vision, and the heavenly dome above the half layer was covered with a jade chill, and under the half layer of the heavenly dome was blood and qi, like a blood sea and a prison. A giant condensing cold jade sword swept down from the head of the Northern Ice Xuan Ce with the momentum of freezing thousands of miles, and Jiang Broken Dao held the blood knife in both hands, and the blood flowers rolled around his body and condensed into a bloody mad knife, and the mad knife carried the breath of death, condensing the power of destroying the world and attacking the giant jade sword.

Time was frozen, and the two blades condensed by Zhenyuan collided together with the momentum of the rainbow, and suddenly, everything came to a standstill. Between heaven and earth, only the two blades that struck each other, the condensed breath, and the bloody demonic intent disappeared in this instant.

The people who had already retreated dozens of feet away clearly felt the breath of death from the two True Yuan Illusion blades, it was a kind of annihilation power that destroyed the world and the earth, and it was a suffocating feeling that made the soul tremble. At that moment, it was like a world away, at that moment, it was like being reborn, and at that moment people felt the power of death. No one would question the power of that duel, and no one would think that they could fully receive the blow that shook the heavens.

In the sinking of the wind and flowers, under the long years, the figure turned to the middle of the circle, the long sword streamer should be drinkable, the sword is difficult in the snow, the charming posture, like the snow dance as elven and exquisite, when the longing in the heart has long been cut apart by the rulers, it is resentment or foolishness. When singing about wine, a heroic life, all of them have become regrets in their hearts, the friendship of their fellow students in robes, and the chivalrous heart under the colorful swords, who will remember.

The blood-colored mad knife rolled up the dead qi that sank into the underworld, the red light of condensed blood rolled up all the evil thoughts in the world, and all the demonic breath devoured the origin of heaven and earth. Drops of bright red blood, dazzling rays of light, when the resentful spirits in the chest have been calmed, only by devouring the essence and blood of the world can it be calmed.

With a "click", it seemed to break a gentle heart, and with a crash, it seemed to break the snow-capped mountains and shatter the glacier. There was no earth-shattering loud noise, no earth-shattering momentum, only the clear sound of breaking and breaking, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time. Like the sound of ice cubes breaking, like the sound of snowflakes melting, although it is loud but quiet, although it is moving, it stops, time is still, but the sky is moving.

The sound in his ears was like a murmur, and it was like a heroic oath, the sword shattered in that moment, and the sword light and sword light intertwined with the turbulent fragments did not fall, nor did he fall. A drop of blood, a piece of jade, a wisp of blood, an inch of ice crystal, the scattered energy lost all power, like a fairy scattered flowers, falling from the sky.

"Poof", "poof", the two figures suddenly staggered, although the weapons in their hands were tightly held in their hands, but the weapons trembled incessantly. Although the strong battle intent in their eyes did not decrease but increased, the aura condensed around them was extremely sluggish. Everyone knew that the last blow of the two of them had caused the most serious internal injuries to each other, and the blood that spurted out turned into a cloud of blood mist, staining the white ground of the ravine shockingly.

"Hahaha••••••••", Jiang Broken Knife suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth flowed to his chest, and finally down from his chest, and the blood spread to his right hand like a note. Bright red blood stains flowed on the bloody knife.

With a "hum", the blood knife seemed to come to life, and the sluggish aura around Jiang Broken Knife disappeared into invisibility in that instant. An even more terrifying and powerful bloody aura emanated from his body, and the bloody knife trembled lightly in his hand, as if he had fused with the bloody knife.

"In the end, you lost, but the price of your defeat is your life." He sighed in a deep voice, "Do it!" ”