Chapter 1542: , Against the saints

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Chapter 154, Against the Saints
After talking, the silver-haired man narrowed his eyes and instantly turned his pupils into gold. At this moment, an unimaginable force surged in his body.
"Humph, as long as you kill him, you will die in the future." After finishing the pressure, Daojun said, extending his hand with an unimaginable force, passing through to me. It seems that he already knew the weakness of the silver-haired man.
"It's you alone?" The silver-haired man sneered, and then he extended his hand. An invisible sword had appeared, and he swept across. Suddenly, the invincible sword gas passed by. In the blink of an eye, it landed on the land pressure Daojun.
Even Lu Dao Daojun as a saint, at this time his face changed a lot, he hurriedly back away. And the terrible sword gas blasted into the void. Then behind the land pressure Daojun, a dark space-time crack formed.
This time-space crack suddenly cracked, and in the time-space crack, the dark power was surging, which made the land pressure Daojun look back, his face a little ugly: "This is ..."
"This is the void world, and that is where our battlefield is." The silver-haired man finished. A sword was passed again in his hand, and a terrible sword blocked all the retreats of the land pressure Daojun. Land pressure Daojun sighed, and then turned back, so that his body was hidden in the cracks of time and space.
At this time, the silver-haired man walked slowly towards the crack of time and space. I looked at his back and suddenly said: "Are you sure to deal with the land pressure Daojun?"
"Land pressure Daojun is not difficult to deal with. My real enemy can be countless times stronger than him. You can come on." At this point, he turned his head and glanced at me. Then it also entered a dark crack. Soon the dark cracks healed gradually, and then slowly disappeared.
Seeing that the silver-haired man and the land pressure Daojun disappeared like this, I was speechless for a long time, so I was there for a while.
Behind me, Emperor Honghuang stood up and said, "Who is he? Why does he look like you?"
"He is the future me." I turned my head and explained, looking at the bruises.
"No wonder, I really can't think of it. In the future, you really have reached that realm, which is the realm that all swordsmen pursue with their lives. That is an unimaginable realm." Honghuang Jiandi shivered, his expression full of surprise.
To know that the silver-haired man has truly reached the peak of Kendo. That's the realm that countless people are pursuing. It's a power that can be changed with the sword. This is a sword, even the sage's chilling power.
Unexpectedly, one day, someone could reach such a state. It is really incredible.
"Yes, he is strong." I laughed at myself. The stronger I am in the future, the more I show how weak I am now. This is really ironic.
"If this is the case, then maybe he can change this era and change all this." Emperor Honghuang's eyes said with Xi Yi.
After all, the silver-haired man showed his strength comparable to a saint. This terrible force is simply unimaginable. We must know that the saints have the power to open up the earth and create new floods.
The sage understands everything, all worlds, sees the past, present, and future in his eyes, and performs time and space, birth and death, and reincarnation in his palm. The idea moves, its own heavenly path changes, infinite immeasurable, lifeless and indestructible, silent and empty, convergent and dispersible, immortal and immortal, unscathed, detached from time and space, causal and unaffected, swimming outside, not Based on the reincarnation of time and space, eternal and eternal.
Under the saint, all are ants. If you cannot be sanctified, even if you approach the saint indefinitely, you will end up as ants, and you will not be eternal. For the saints, it can be eliminated without much effort. No matter how many are useless, there is no qualitative change caused by quantitative change between the saint and the truth, and the non-holy.
That is to say, even if ten thousand non-sages are no longer powerful, they are not opponents of the saints.
But the silver-haired man can even match the saint. From the current point of view, he seems to be stronger than the land pressure Daojun.
"Everything depends on the next battle, that is not the battle we can imagine." I looked at the void that had disappeared, lonely with an inexpressible expression.
In a dark void, the silver-haired man and the land pressure Daojun are fighting fiercely.
The battle between the saints has reached an indescribable point. Every energy collision is enough to destroy the ancient times. In such a wave of attacks that is enough to destroy the world. The silver-haired man stood still. Holding the sword in his hand, he fought against Land Pressure Daojun with ease.
When the strength reaches their level, the moves are meaningless. The fight is the state and strength. As soon as the silver-haired man shot, a sword swept past, and the terrible sword was enough to cut off everything.
The endless power rushed past, with power that people could not imagine. The terrifying sword gas tore the void, even the endless void was instantly cut out of a crack.
A force enough to horrify the saints, just passed through to the landing pressure Daojun. Land pressure Daojun's face changed, his figure flickered, avoiding the attack in front of him. Then he looked at the silver-haired man and shouted, "Who are you? Why can't I see your future?"
"Because, I am stronger than you." After the silver-haired man said this, his figure flashed by. Then at this moment, a sword energy enough to horrify the saints, just torn through.
The silver-haired man's kendo realm has reached an unimaginable level. When he cuts off with a sword, both the tangible and the intangible will be cut open instantly.
At this moment, the land pressure Daojun roared, and the most powerful force erupted throughout his body. But even with such a powerful force, when this sword fell. There was an extra wound in his arm in an instant.
Then with the cracks expanding on his arm, in the blink of an eye, the land pressure of Daojun's arm was cut off directly. Facing this circumstances. The land pressure Daojun's expression was terrified. He could not believe that he would lose an arm.
You know he is a saint! The saint is immortal, the body is everlasting, and there is no life and death. The strength of the saint is simply unimaginable. Even so, he was still hit hard.
"If it was in the ancient times, even I can't hurt you. But here is the void. Although you are a saint here, you have the power to open the earth. But it is no longer immortal." The silver-haired man looked at him and said.
Land Pressure Daojun looked at his broken arm, suddenly sneered, and then looked at him and said: "I really can't imagine that someone like you will appear in the future. It seems that our behavior is worth it."
"Yes, although so many people have been sacrificed, but what you have done is worth it." The silver-haired man suddenly put down his sword and looked at the land pressure Daojun in front of him.