Chapter 1962: , God of Destruction

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Chapter 1962, Demon Destroying God
"Lord of Wanjian, is it up to you?" I snorted, and then the figure came to him. Slash directly.
It was just that the other party was faster, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. The next moment he appeared behind me with a cold voice: "I not only master the sword of the demon, but also the realm of the of swordsmanship, how can you win me?"
"Huh, controlled by a evil sword, but as his own strength. You are really sad." I turned my head and looked at the man and said.
The man's face was gloomy and said: "Even if it is so? I will become the most powerful master of ten thousand swords between heaven and earth. I will reach the peak of kendo. And you will become my stepping stone.
"On your own, you don't have this qualification yet." I sneered, disdainful.
"Shut up!" The man growled, and the demon sword passed by in his hand. The light of tens of thousands of kilometers passed by. This sword is simply enough to make the world turbulent!
However, in the face of this sword, a long time has appeared behind my body. My body fell backwards and entered the river of time.
Then the next moment, I have appeared in front of the man. The Zhentian in his hand has been passed by. A sword cut straight through. With the light falling. The man's arm was cut directly.
He screamed and looked at me, his voice resented: "Do you think you can fight against me like this?"
He roared, and the speed was extremely fast. Already came to me in the blink of an eye. Then cut off with a sword.
This sword fell, carrying the power of the sky. When the sword fell, my body disappeared again.
Even I can't resist a man's full blow, which is enough to kill the Holy.
My figure kept flashing, and then tried to hit the man hard. It was simply impossible to succeed.
In this way, the two of us are constantly fighting, and my speed is extremely fast, but the men have also reached the realm of sword gods, fighting with each other frantically, to the endless moment.
In this battle, my strength gradually showed. The man, relying on the power of the demon sword, is even comparable to me.
"Unbelievable, the demon sword is not a sword at all. You are a biological weapon created by the lost civilization. You can absorb the power of your opponent and become stronger." I said without hesitation.
"You guessed it." The devil's sword suddenly sounded cold: "Your strength is very powerful, and you are eligible to be my puppet. The most powerful swordsman, combined with the most powerful sword Exciting. "
"So as long as you are willing to give up the sword in your hand and become my master. Then you will get everything you want."
"Huh, is that true?" I sneered and looked at the man.
The man panicked and said, "What are you talking about? I am your master."
"You are just a waste, don't take yourself too seriously." Demon Sword said disdainfully.
The man's complexion changed greatly and his eyes were anxious. He relied on the power of the demon sword, otherwise he would have died long ago in the battle with me.
"I'm not interested in becoming your master. You are a demon. It is my duty to destroy you." I finished holding Zhentian, and immediately fell with a sword. When this sword fell. The cold light carries the power of thunder.
Only in that moment, terrible and incomparable power swept through. With endless and terrible power. This terrible power is simply enough to suppress the ages.
Suddenly, the man held the demon sword and blocked my attack. He sneered, then waved the demon sword, and the amazing power once again solidified.
In this way, the two forces collide together, just like a big collision between heaven and earth. The force of the collision twists the space and time in the middle.
I spit blood violently and was seriously injured. The man was unscathed. He sneered and said: "This is your strength, really weak."
"With a demon sword alone, you are not eligible to be my opponent." I sneered, and the figure fought with him again.
The collision of the two forces brings terrible power.
In this way, I was constantly intertwined with his figure, but in the battle, I gradually became unable to support mana, but the other party showed almost unlimited power.
"Ding, Ding, Ding!"
With the sound of weapon collision, Zhentian in my hand already has one dent after another. The demon sword is unscathed. Not only that, there are many scars on my body, large and small.
These scars are flowing blood all the time, and the blood is absorbed by the demon sword, strengthening his strength.
"Haha, as long as you have absorbed all of your blood. All your power belongs to me. By that time, no one can be against me!"
"You guys are so stupid." I held Zhentian, and although I was already scarred, Zhentian in my hand was in a state of ruin. I am still fighting.
"You guy is looking for your own way!" The man growled and his eyes coldly said: "I haven't been valued by the master dream machine since the beginning. In his eyes, I'm a waste.
"But I want to prove to him that I am the most terrifying swordsman between heaven and earth."
"You, controlled by an evil sword, are really not qualified to say such a thing." I sneered. At this moment, I squinted my eyes, and the sword in my body was filled with madness.
Then in that moment, Zhentian in my hand shot.
The two swords collided again. This time, Zhentian made a wailing sound, and the sword had cracked.
"Haha, you can no longer support your sword." The man said with a laugh.
"No, I have always believed in it, and it can definitely help me defeat you." I held Zhentian, and just then, my body was filled with amazing sword intentions. Suddenly a horrible sword trick appeared in my mind.
At this moment, the world seemed to be shaken. I waved Zhentian, and then a sword was cut through like this.
"Accept me this trick. This trick is called Demon Destroyer!"
I waved the sword and cut it straight away. This sword is my best effort. When the sword fell, the man hurriedly held the demon sword, trying to block the power of the sword.
But at this moment, with a click, the sword of the demon broke along.
"It's impossible!" Said the man in horror, and I was already in front of him.
"Although a good sword can make a swordsman more powerful. But the real strength of the swordsman comes from itself, not the sword in your hand. You lost." I looked at him coldly and said.
Then the sword fell and the man's head was cut off directly.