Chapter 1202

The sword, which had occupied the heaven and the earth, seemed to become small in a moment. On the contrary, it was Xiao's big hand. The power of the sword suddenly disintegrated and quickly collapsed.

The big swords in an Tianzuo's hand were buzzing, as if they would break at any time.

Under the pressure of powerful force, every time Xiao went further, an Tianzuo would step back, and the body of the sword began to bend under the pressure.

"In front of the imperial power, the law is just a toy. Your sword of the law can't win the imperial power, so can you." Xiao constantly oppressed an Tianzuo and disturbed his will with words.

An Tianzuo didn't say a word, but his step was like a nail in the rock, and he didn't retreat any more. The sword in his hand was forced to compete with Xiao's imperial power, and he was more and more oppressed. The strong sword seemed to turn into bamboo, and it was almost 90 degrees.

"An Tianzuo, you lose because you are too confident and arrogant. If you have both hands, I may not be able to win so easily. Unfortunately, you are too weak with one hand." Xiao said that the power of the sacred imperial power on his body broke out completely, and the golden light broke off the sword, drowning an Tianzuo in a brilliant golden light.

But at this time, Xiao's face suddenly changed, and the movement track and body method quickly retreated, but it was too late.

Boom!

The power of imperial power as brilliant as golden light was broken. An Tianzuo came out with a broken sword in his hand. In an instant, he came to Xiao, and the broken sword stabbed him in the heart.

Xiao's trajectory and body method are strange and changeable. When he thinks he can get rid of the attack of broken sword, the broken sword in an Tianzuo's hand suddenly flies out of his hand, and a sword runs through his heart.

The strength of the sword was still strong. With Xiao's body, he bumped into the stone pillar behind and nailed him to the stone pillar.

Xiao stretched out his hand to pull out the broken sword, but when his finger touched the broken sword, he immediately felt like an electric shock and was bounced away by the power of the broken sword. At the same time, the nail of the broken sword became deeper.

"What about imperial power? In my eyes, there is only right and wrong, nothing else. Let alone the fact that there is no emperor in this era, even if there is one, they will also be punished by the law. " An Tianzuo wants to rush to the altar and rescue Ouyang LAN and others on the altar.

Xiao, who was nailed to the stone pillar, suddenly began to laugh. He was a little crazy. He grasped the broken sword in his hands and let the power of law on the broken sword cut his body, but he was not moved.

His armor and flesh were cut by the power of the law, but the broken sword was pulled out of his chest.

Jingle!

Xiao threw his broken sword on the ground. The almost completely broken heart and the wound on his body were healing at an incredible speed. It was only in the blink of an eye that he had completely recovered.

"Innate invincible skill?" An Tianzuo frowns at Xiao. He recognizes what power it is.

Xiao stopped laughing, suspended in the air, and said coldly, "your so-called law is just the product of the strong. You are strong enough to make laws and break imperial power. If you're not strong enough, it's just a joke to talk about legal sanctions. You said that if there is a law, there can be a law. That's because you are strong enough. But what's the difference between this and imperial power? It's just a new name. An Tianzuo, your sword of law, in the final analysis, is still the sword of power. Why deceive yourself? "

To their extent, fighting is not a pure battle of skill, but a confrontation of faith.

If a person knows that he is wrong, he will fight with all his strength, even if he is lost for a moment, it may become a fatal flaw.

On the contrary, if you occupy the word "reason", faith will be unbreakable. Originally, it has only ten parts of power, and even can burst out twelve parts of power.

An Tianzuo said, "it doesn't matter. I've never thought that everyone is equal. My law is only for law, and it's only for law."

As he said that, an Tianzuo walked towards Xiao step by step. On the broken sword in his hand, the power of the law came into being. It was like a chain. It continuously condensed on the broken sword. It made up for the defect of the sword body and made the power of the broken sword stronger and stronger.

Xiao is holding a broken bow, and his power of fear is uncanny. He uses many kinds of power, and it's hard to tell which kind of power he has.

At the moment when an Tianzuo raised his sword, Xiao also stepped out. When he stepped out, the whole world seemed to press an Tianzuo with his figure. This is not the path of Dugu family, but the way of Xia family to seize heaven.

No matter how Xiao's body method and strength change, the broken sword in an Tianzuo's hand is always the same. He doesn't have too many tricks and wonderful abilities, but all his strength is broken by his sword power. However, with Xiao's change, he can't get the upper hand.

"Xiao, there's no time for you to continue playing." A voice came from the altar, and a figure came out from behind the stone pillar with the flag.

It's hard for that man and Xiao to dress up. They are also wearing armor and masks, but he's bigger and bigger. He's nearly three meters tall, and he doesn't look like a normal human.

An Tianzuo and an Sheng are worried that something happened.

The other side spent so much effort to lure them here. It's unreasonable that Xiao is the only one here.

In fact, it is true that the man came out from the stone pillar and walked slowly to Ouyang Lan's stone pillar. He took a look at Ouyang LAN who was locked on the stone pillar and was almost unconscious.

"My business is none of your business." Said Xiao.

"I don't want to, but they have to die." The man said, raised the fist, the fist bloomed the sunlight general light, took the blazing incomparable strength, roared to the Ouyang blue.

"Stop..." Ansheng tried his best to bump into the altar. His strength was not enough to break through the boundary of the altar. His body bumped into the boundary, breaking his bone and spilling blood from his mouth and nose.

Knowing that it was impossible to rush in, Ansheng gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of strange light. It seemed that there were numbers flowing in his pupils.

Inside the altar, the man's arm seemed to be bound by an invisible rope. After a slight pause, he turned his head and took a look at Ansheng outside.

Ansheng's seven orifices were bleeding, but the strange brilliance in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Hateful bugs." The man's arm turned, and the blow turned to Ansheng outside.

Boom!

Ansheng didn't have time to dodge, so his body was drowned by the sun's fist force, and a huge hole was blasted out of the ground.