Between square inches, thorns seem to be a forest, and the killing opportunities are infinite.

Above the Burial Sword Lake, the distance between Zhao Yu and Murong He at this time was only two fists.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch strong, and the Qinglian Sword that Murong He held in his hand was an extension of his body, and when the two were added together, the length was longer than the right fist of the young emperor.

But all the previous attacks, raids and releases of supernatural powers by Zhao Yu were all for this time.

The Qinglian Sword held by Murong He was not a stabbing attack, but a wipe, and more importantly, the streamer that soared out of the Great Sun Flame Phoenix carried the most mysterious law of time in the world, especially the fifth ray of light that Zhao Yu incarnated, and the law of time was even stronger.

At this time, for Murong He, who was holding the sword and wiping it towards Zhao Yu's neck, his originally freely controlled body was as heavy as hanging on an entire Kunlun giant mountain, and all his actions were slowed down, making the distance between the edge of the Qinglian Sword and the young emperor as far away as heaven and earth.

A trace of anger appeared in Murong He's blue and golden eyes, he was Murong He, he was the number one sword cultivator in Great Xia, and he was the king of ten thousand swords who smashed everything with the sword in his hand, so he was very angry when he was imprisoned by time.

There are people in the world who will lose their minds because of anger, but there are also people who will turn extreme anger into infinite power, and Murong He is undoubtedly the latter, so countless blue-gold sharp lights suddenly lit up on his body, and at this moment, the edge of his body rose again, and the momentum was raised one level higher in an instant, and then it really turned into a sword that stabbed everything, directly shattering the time cage that shrouded his body.

But the life-and-death struggle between square inches, even if it takes a billionth of a second, will lose that crucial opportunity.

The first opportunity is the first move, and its importance is self-evident, representing the initiative of the entire follow-up fight!

One inch short, one inch dangerous!

Zhao Yu's right fist, which was enough to shatter the void, was the first to bombard Murong He's chest, and it was not fancy, and it smashed firmly on the blue-gold sharp light.

At this time, Murong He's entire body was a sword, so between the intersection of fists and flesh, it was like a world-destroying hammer, directly hammered on the hard blade of the sword, and a piercing metal trill instantly sounded between heaven and earth.

In the next breath, the power of various laws on Zhao Yu's fist directly exploded and exploded!

Scorching, destroying, bewildering, burning!

Under the interweaving and superposition of various laws, the sword dao edge on Murong He's body was instantly torn open a huge opening, and Zhao Yu's fist covered with scales continued to drive straight in, directly smashing it, and then in the metal trills that constantly shook the heavens and the earth, a muffled snort suddenly appeared.

This muffled snort came from Murong He, and the voice was not heavy, but it sounded to everyone, how incredible it was, the most killed sword path overhaul in Great Xia, but in the best square inch fighting, he was injured by a punch!

But Murong He is Murong He after all, after breaking free from the confinement of time, his sword is still the fastest and sharpest among sword cultivators!

Therefore, when the young emperor's fist smashed on his chest, with the power of the huge law explosion, the Qinglian Sword directly turned into a pick, and then slashed across Zhao Yu's cheek.

The edge of the Qinglian Sword instantly shattered the Divine Power Living Tree Armor that surrounded Zhao Yu's body that could withstand all damage, and it was a full six layers, and then once again slashed through the Roshan Scale Armor composed of the power of the silver kingdom in the back, and opened a small opening on the young emperor's cheek.

But it only stopped there, because in Murong He's ears, Zhao Yu's still calm and unfluctuating imperial voice sounded:

"Ancient forbidden supernatural powers.

"Ancient forbidden supernatural powers, throwing. ”

Then, under the induction of Murong and all the people watching the battle, a pale ancient giant peak really appeared in the sky above the Burial Sword Lake, and then this ancient giant peak began to destroy and collapse under the action of a vast and mighty force, and released the deepest part of the giant peak, which contained infinite energy, the core of the earth.

Murong He let out a muffled snort again, and in the next second, an irresistible law distance struck again, and he felt as if a powerful mountain giant grabbed his body behind him, lifted it up and threw it into the air, and then smashed down again violently, smashing on the core of the earth that continued to erupt, and there was another muffled snort that could not be suppressed.

Zhao Yu threw Murong He up and smashed it down again, and at the same time, under the effect of the law of the earth, the surface of the Burial Sword Lake, which was originally rippling, was as hard as a diamond.

Murong He, who had lost his first hand, could only condense and condense the blue-gold light shrouded in his body, elevate and elevate again, and then half of his body pierced directly under the surface of the Burial Sword Lake, just like a sword, it was fiercely plunged into the solid earth, and the earth law that shrouded the lake was suddenly full of cracks and shattered outward.

But Murong He was also uncomfortable at this time, because the earth not only has the heaviness of carrying all things, but also the tyranny of destruction, and the two forbidden supernatural powers of landslides and throwing can also add to each other, releasing unimaginable power, and with the effect of the law that makes people dizzy.

A wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of Murong He's mouth, this sword dao powerhouse composed of infinite pure sharp qi all over his body, his internal organs were directly injured by the power of the collapse law of the earth's core, and more importantly, his five senses fell into instant dizziness and darkness, in the same level of fighting, even if it was a short moment, it was enough to kill.

Faced with this situation, Murong He had no choice but to release a large range of sword dao divine powers that could isolate Zhao Yu's attacks to the surroundings, so as to spend this moment of chaos and dizziness.

His right hand once again pulled out another identical Qinglian sword from the void, and the tails of the two swords, one on the left and one on the right, overlapped directly into one place, and then rotated up and down one hundred and eighty degrees, just forming a circle.

Divine power, sword against yin and yang!

The water of the entire Burial Sword Lake burst and boiled in an instant, and then from the bottom of the lake with Murong He as the center, a sword lotus rose again, but this sword lotus was not all cyan, but extremely weird and half black and half white.

Snow white as jade, pitch black as grinding, one yin and one yang!

In the next moment, this black and white sword lotus was completely reversed directly with the sword in Murong He's hand, and the yin and yang collided in one place, which was chaos.

This Yin Yang Sword Lotus then directly turned into a Chaos Sword Lotus, and the powerful sword qi tore apart all the void under the sword lotus, and even formed a spatial crack that was difficult to heal for a long time, and countless extraterritorial void turbulence raged within it.

This spatial crack filled with chaotic sword qi was like a circle, encircling Murong He in the center, and outside the circle was a young emperor with an emperor's robe fluttering and standing straight.

On Zhao Yu's face, until this time, there were drops of blood gushing out from the wound on his cheek and flowing downward, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and countless scarlet evil qi formed a sea of scarlet blood rising upward, under the bonus of the bloodthirsty demon power, Zhao Yu's momentum had shaken the heavens and the earth.

Then the young emperor's dark eyes looked at Murong He behind the chaotic sword qi, and he spoke softly, and a faint voice came out:

"Murong He, when you, as a sword cultivator, no longer attack and choose to defend, this ethereal momentum is already in my hands. ”