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"The way of heaven!" Ji Changkong took a deep breath and looked more dignified than ever before. He could sense that most of the life of the matchless son had been burned. There is not much left. But even so, he absolutely has the strength to crush him.

Roar! The huge golden dragon with five claws swooped down towards the king of Wu, and its powerful dragon power even shocked the whole void into a crack. At this time, the God of sorrow shoots down at the most powerful master of martial arts.

Such a powerful blow, let King Wu Ji Changkong's face gloomy to the extreme. His own strength is not enough to compete with the law of heaven. Moreover, in front of the matchless son of the world, the dragon he transformed also carried the sad sword that had stepped into the way of heaven.

Once he is defeated, his Ji Changkong will die completely. And the foundation of the world that has been painstakingly built in these years will also be destroyed. Ji Changkong does not want to die, he has a very strong ambition. He wants to become the emperor of the great world of xuanhuang, and then use the energy of this world to go to a higher plane.

But all this, now is facing a strong existence, that is the matchless son of the world Hongling! The emperor of the great Chu Empire, now in its name, has completely burned his imperial Qi, thus raising his own strength to the level of heaven. If he did not die, it would be a terrible disaster for the whole Dawu Dynasty.

"Hum! What's the way of heaven? I'm still not going to die! As long as mausoleum Hongxu does not die, my Ji Changkong will never die! " Ji Changkong quickly reverses the drawing halberd in his hand and shoots towards the falling five claw Golden Dragon.

It was the last battle of life and death for him. Victory, then this matchless son will be completely annihilated. If he fails, then his Ji Changkong can't live. This is a game that only divides life and death, and whether it is life or death depends on the power of the individual.

Boom! Ji Feng first met the sword tip of the God of sorrow, and was completely suppressed in an instant. Ji Changkong's body shape, at the moment, suddenly stopped, there is no possibility of rising. His drawing halberd was caught up in the storm of sword spirit condensed by the God of sorrow, and could not move any more.

"King Wu, Ji Changkong, are you still alive?" An angry roar came from the mouth of the huge five clawed golden dragon, which made the whole battlefield quiet at this moment.

No matter it was the remnant army of the four big regiments of the great Chu state, or the Allied forces of the various camps of the Dawu Dynasty, the fighting stopped at this time. All people are staring at the sky, uneasy waiting for the end of this confrontation. It's the pinnacle of the battle. No matter who lives or dies, the pattern of the world will change.

"I don't believe that your life can support such a powerful force!" Ji Changkong suddenly let go of the drawing halberd and coagulated a purple gold sword in front of her body.

"The way of heaven!" The huge five clawed Golden Dragon looked at the purple gold sword in Ji Chang's empty hand, and his body trembled slightly.

"This is the sword I got by chance when I was concentrating on training. Although I have not been able to refine it into my own life magic weapon, I can also play its power 80% Ji Changkong wipes the ridge of the sword in his hand and spins the sword. The blade points to the huge five clawed Golden Dragon.

"The matchless son Hongling, today, you and I can only live one person! You dare to fight against this king

"Why not?" The angry voice came from Hong Ling's mouth, which made his strength quickly converge. The huge dragon slowly broke up, and in an instant it was like a son in white.

Hum! The God of sorrow hummed and fell into his hand. Hongling reverses his sword and burns his little life. Boom! A strong Qi suddenly poured into his chest, which made his strength break into the realm of heaven again. At this time, he was the unity of man and sword, facing the king of Wu of the great Wu Dynasty. The two men's strength confrontation broke out in the void of terror. The earth and the sky, at the moment, are torn by the air waves produced by the impact of the two machines.

"Hum! You and I are too powerful. How about changing places! " Ji Changkong took a look at him, and suddenly his figure flashed and swept towards the distance.

"Well?" Hong Ling's face coagulated and ran after him. He can no longer waste time, once his life is completely burned out, then waiting for him, can only be death. But where is King Wu's Ji Changkong going? Is he trying to drag himself to death?

"Big brother Hongling, don't go!" Su Yu saw that Hong Ling was rushing towards the distance. He could not help shouting. However, the matchless son of the world is just a little body, the next moment has disappeared in place. "How can you go to Guanshan, the place chosen by King Wu?"

Su Yu was suddenly lost. She suddenly looked at the tomb red thread in front of her body. Her body suddenly flashed and disappeared in the same place. She can't ignore Hong Ling. No matter what, she doesn't want to die forever.

"Crazy girl! Since you want to die so much, let me help you two miserable couples Tomb red thread slightly covered the corner of the mouth, the fingertips have scarlet blood drop. Her self mocking smile, her face is full of desolate color, "Hongyan, you, do not come back to see me for the last time?"

Boom! The violent force explodes in the void, making the whole sky tremble. At this moment, Hongling, the contemporary emperor of the great Chu Dynasty, and Su Yu, the Gusu family, were far away from Tianqi city. Meanwhile, King Wu's Ji Changkong, the jailer's tomb in the modern xuanhuang world, also disappeared in this world.Guanshan is the most desolate mountain in the world. Here there are quicksand into desert, desert into a huge peak, there are huge peaks into a cage. Any monk who enters this place can't live here for more than an hour without the power of destiny.

At the moment, Ji Changkong, King Wu, and Hongling, the matchless son of the great Chu, are standing on two huge sand dunes. Their whole body is surrounded by the power of heaven, which makes the whole battlefield filled with terrible sandstorms.

"King Wu Ji Changkong, I don't have much time left, so I won't write with you any more!" Hongling slowly dragon, the scales on the body slowly congealed with a strong force of heaven.

At the moment, he locked his pupils to make his own ten Heaven quickly open, covering the whole Guanshan. The son in white quickly raised his sword, drew all his strength to the edge of the sword, and immediately threw it in front of him.

Hiss! The fierce arc sword Qi quickly breaks through the void and suddenly appears in front of Ji Changkong. This is such a powerful blow, even if Ji Changkong has a celestial artifact, it can't be underestimated.

Hum! Purple gold sword suddenly appeared purple awn, immediately suddenly in Ji Changkong behind the condensation of a terrible figure. It seems that the whole world is summoned by the rapid shadow of the world.

And the sword that Hong Ling throws out, at the moment is also being pulled by a great force, and it turns into powder with a bang. It did not even break the defense of King Wu, and it was already shattered by the figure. This is such a strange scene, let the matchless son face a coagulation.

"The purple gold sword is named Zixiao! It's something I brought down from God in my previous life. Although it can't keep pace with me, I think it's enough to deal with you who have less than 10% of your life now! " Ji Changkong sneered and pressed her finger on the blade.

The next moment, a drop of purple and gold blood fell on the Zixiao sword. Ji Changkong suddenly raised the sword, and at the next moment, her body shape soared rapidly, and soon integrated with the huge figure. Boom! The violent force of the heavenly way exploded in all directions, making the whole world tremble.

Ji Changkong, who is in harmony with the figure, slowly rises from the sky, and the breath on her body rises to the extreme. He pointed his sword at Hongling, the matchless son of the world, in a dignified tone.

"Hongling, the incomparable son of the world, I can only maintain one sword when I am in harmony with my previous life! After this sword, there will be no battle power. Why don't you and I take a gamble and see who's better than each other

"Good! One sword divides life and death, which is also my wish Looking at Ji Changkong, Hong Ling also broke out her own strength to the extreme.

Boom! Two powerful forces, now turned into a whirlpool of terror, soared between heaven and earth. Dark gold sword awn, and that purple gold figure, are wantonly accumulating the strongest blow. But King Wu and the matchless son of the world had already reached the limit at this time.

Hum! Two clear sword chants suddenly flashed through the void. Immediately, there are two sword rainbow of dark gold and purple gold between heaven and earth. At the next moment, the two whirlpools of heaven's law, which have come so late, collide with each other fiercely.

Bang! The two figures broke through each other's storm vortex and fell heavily on the ground. They were half kneeling, their bodies trembling slightly, and the corners of their mouths were dripping with blood. But soon, Ji Changkong on the strong support, stand straight body, some tired smile.

"From then on, there will be no matchless son in the world. Go on!"

Bang! White shadow heavily hit the ground, slowly weathering. This war, unparalleled death, King Wu survived.

Ah! The shrill roar came from the distant void. Su Yu knelt on the sand dune, covering his face with both hands, and even tore off his skin. Her body was shaking and her breath became extremely violent.

"The flowers are invited to interpret the words of wild geese and the fragrance of books, and the flowing fireflies are shining on the shadow of their faces. The boundless Guan Shanjun is dead, the lotus lives the white bone to sue light Rao

The girl murmured, as if in praise of poetry, but also seems to be in farewell. However, she only saw the God of sorrow quietly sinking into the sand. And that remains only white bone's corpse, is also slowly sinking into the ground. There was a faint light of dark gold, gushing out of the broken robes, but there was no breath of a matchless son in the world.

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