"I'm coming!"

Zhao Yu's voice came down from the sky, and the sound of the Huanghuang Emperor resounded throughout the entire below, exploding in the ears of all the people, as if it had a great power that made people's blood boil, causing countless monks and ordinary people in the city to clench their fists one after another, and raise their heads to the sky to let out an irrepressible roar.

Countless roars joined together and soared into the sky, blowing away all the heavy rain that had fallen from the drift.

The whole city is restless!

When the Wide City was completely enveloped by the roaring and boiling qi and blood, the sky and night sky, the scorched earth of the end of the world ignited the entire Qinglian Sword Array, and within the Heaven and Earth Mill Disk Great Array that was originally like the Star Galaxy, the dark red lava flames and the sharp sword qi eliminated each other, and even destroyed the air in the entire void, and one huge void after another appeared.

But everyone's attention at this time was not on these empty holes, but locked on the top of Wanjian Mountain, the blue lotus sword lotus and the pure silver sun.

Zhao Yu and Murong He shook each other without any fancy fists and fingers, and the Silver Realm and the Blue Lotus Realm around the two of them had overlapped and poured into each other, and the entire space was torn apart by the power of the huge law, forming a large wound, and deep in that wound was the extraterritorial void that made everyone smell and change!

On the right fist that Zhao Yu blasted out, in addition to the flames from the scorched earth of the apocalyptic times, there was also a dark purple demonic flame from the deepest part of the desolate region, and these two demonic flames with the ultimate destructive attributes in the world were intertwined together, forming a kind of incomparably black flame, as if absorbing all the light The color of the flame of destruction, burning with an incomparably strong aura of the law of destruction.

At the same time, directly in front of the young emperor's fist, Murong He's two fingers that pierced out were shrouded in an extremely rich blue-gold light, which looked closely like a sword, full of pure and incomparably pure sword laws.

The sword, with a double-edged body and a straight head, can hurt people horizontally and vertically, and pierces through the armor.

Therefore, the pure law of kendo, in other words, is pure edge!

Murong He, who was still sitting on top of the green lotus, did not change the expression on his extremely ordinary face, but the blue-golden qi appeared in his eyes, and then the sword law on his finger sword instantly soared, and he stabbed forward again.

Second finger!

An extremely piercing sound of glass breaking suddenly sounded in the void.

It was the shattering of space under its burden!

The ancient blood in Zhao Yu's body was circulating at an unprecedented speed, and the stronger and stronger the power gushed from the deepest part of the bloodline to the limbs, but the stronger the battle intent and the more boiling, the calmer the young emperor's eyes and the clearer his thinking.

Then the Demon Destruction Flames that absorbed all the light were arranged and combined with each other according to some kind of mystical rune, and instantly formed a dense piece of Roshan scale armor, which wrapped the entire right arm of the young emperor, and then Zhao Yu closed his arm, clenched his fist, and smashed forward again.

Second punch!

Above the void, at the same time as the piercing sound of space shattering, a deafening roar exploded violently, and the two were intertwined in one place, and finally formed a terrible roar like the noise of ten thousand ghosts, combined with the drifting rain that poured down, it actually carried a sense of infinite palpitations.

Then the second punch and the second finger bombarded one place again without any fancies!

The dazzling light above the entire sky flashed again, and the dazzling light made countless monks in the Wide City subconsciously close their eyes, as we all know, the speed of light propagation is countless times faster than the sound, so just before the roar came out, Zhao Yu continued to retract his arms, smashed his fists, and Murong He continued to point out, and it was another light that shone heaven and earth!

The third punch, the third sword!

With this punch, this sword, Zhao Yu and Murong He had already burst out all the momentum they had accumulated before, and they had faintly surpassed the shackles of space, so they were in the sight of the surrounding Great Grandmaster and Radiant Dire Division and others.

All visions, sounds, and lights vanished, and all that filled his eyes was the very slow approaching punch, the finger.

"Beyond space, there is no way to avoid it, this is the means of a saint!"

Under such a rapidly changing fight, everyone didn't have time to speak, they could only flash such a thought in their hearts, and they felt that the entire surrounding time was infinitely extended, and they could even clearly see the dense rune-dense scale armor on Zhao Yu's right fist, as well as the sword qi on Murong He's finger sword.

But then they saw Zhao Yu's handsome and peerless face, and the originally frowning brows suddenly stretched slightly, and at the same time, the dark night sky was surging in all directions, directly rolling upwards as if it were boiling.

Everyone in the Wide City has a feeling that this night is deeper, this darkness is thicker.

The Radiant Army and the Tabooners of the Dire Division all know that once the sun sets and darkness falls, the night will belong to the Night Stalker, and the latter's existence is to tell the world that those terrifying nightmares are true.

Then, behind Zhao Yu, he suddenly opened a pair of extremely large night demon wings that covered the sky and the sun, and slammed it back, stirring up the entire dark night, and at the same time stirring the balance between the Qinglian Realm and the Silver Ancient Ruins Realm, which was originally divided into courts.

Above the flying body of Emperor Zhao's robe, the momentum skyrocketed to a full double, and behind the silver realm, the entire night sky seemed to form a pair of night demon wings, inciting backwards.

"Magical powers, Night Hunting!"

For the first time, Murong He's calm eyes fluctuated violently, because of the third punch under Zhao Yu's bombardment, its speed and power instantly skyrocketed by a full thirty percent, and then with infinite power, it took the lead in bombarding Murong He's finger sword.

The dark tide is surging, and the infinite killing machine in the night completely explodes without reservation!

The young emperor's punch, which carried the entire boundless power of darkness, burst the entire air in front of him, the void, and the incomparably pure sword law that Murong He stabbed.

Countless dense spatial cracks spread out in all directions, as if a huge spider web had been woven in the night sky, and then the roar of the mountain and tsunami almost shattered the entire sky.

In the wide area of the city, all the people who saw all this, and the bosses who opened their mouths let the heavy rain like beans fall on the faces of the looking up, and even forgot to breathe.

After a while, they slowly exhaled the breath in their chests, and then an unbelievable voice murmured:

"Your Majesty, he actually smashed Murong He into the Hidden Sword Lake with one punch!"

As soon as this voice came out, it was followed by a continuous and continuous sound of cold air.

Because in the sky above Wanjian Mountain at this time, the Qinglian Kingdom fell like a meteor, and only the silver scorching sun stood proudly in the void.

And with the silver country as the center, the original nine hundred and ninety-nine miles of cyan sword qi shattered, exploded, and annihilated from the inside out, exuding the last cyan light, illuminating the entire night sky, beautiful.

Under Zhao Yu's punch, a scene appeared in the sky above the entire Wide Area City that everyone would never forget.

A firework!