In the ink-colored void, the arrogant king held a bright divine sword in his hand and announced loudly:

"Look up and look up, the world has just begun to open, the world is prehistoric! "

The terrifying magic power swarmed in. The already terrifying enough power almost achieved a qualitative change under the support of a whole extraordinary world like the sword world. The ink-colored void universe was torn apart. The huge sword intent stars that were enough to instantly destroy ordinary demigods were trembling in pain. The huge bundle of magic power shook the laws of the universe and rushed out. Gilgamesh proudly raised the sword in his hand and did not cut it down, but there was no need for any slash. The blade of the Guili Sword was cut off by the blade edge of the Guili Sword, and it would not be limited to the so-called "enemy" at all!

——The void is constantly collapsing, revealing a more hideous and terrifying black abyss like the end of the world. The dark colors and gloomy wind blow out from the depths of the abyss, and the cracked void is constantly annihilated.

The crack spread from the distant ground plane to the void, twisting the space and surging upwards. With the backward wind, everything around it blows to the end of nothingness. Whether it is the formation of sword intent or the most basic force that forms this sword intent world, it is all destroyed under the terrifying power of Gilgamesh. For the most essential particles, it is then annihilated into nothingness by the void.

The sword of demilitarism held by the hero king - that attack pierces not only the void, but the entire world including the sky. Its attack can no longer be described as hit or not, or how powerful it is. Stars, sword intent, sword domain, time - everything based on the cut space is entangled into the vortex of nothingness and disappears.

Before the sword was swept, everything was just a meaningless chaos-

After one sword was swept, the new laws divided into the sky, the sea and the earth.

The turbulent force that created the world flowed out, and under the support of the sword world consciousness, it had already exceeded the scope of treasures. The tangible and invisible things collapsed under this unparalleled power. The sky fell, the earth collapsed, and everything returned to nothingness. In the endless darkness, only Gilgamesh's deviant sword shone brightly. Its light, like the opening star that illuminated the new world, declared the end of destruction.

And under this bright light that symbolized the destruction, the terrifying sword domain world that almost swallowed Chen Fei and Gilgamesh into it slowly disintegrated and disappeared. The sunlight shone again into this almost dark and dead world. The Tianhe Sword Saint, who had originally turned into a sword intent and enveloped the circle of stars, returned to Chen Fei's eyes. The face on the green robe was full of disbelief-

The sword domain was broken!

Buzz buzz ~

The Tianhe Sword Saint, who was in a messy body and aura was even more weak, appeared in front of Chen Fei's eyes, almost instinctively. The light on the dark golden treasure instantly made a big fuss. He twisted his waist and slashed horizontally. The sword light like water slashed towards the Tianhe Sword Saint. The latter seemed to be shocked in the almost unacceptable reality that his sword domain was broken, and he had never avoided it. Chen Fei's sword energy plowed a deep sword mark on his face. Scarlet blood slid down his face, giving Chen Fei a somewhat ferocious look!

"Gilgamesh! Take action!"

The unexpected battle in front of him made a flash of light flash in Chen Fei's eyes. The sword in his palm roared softly, and then slashed hard in the direction of the Tianhe Sword Saint with a shout. The sword broke through the air and slashed down fiercely, but there was no feeling of a sharp blade entering the body. A rough long sword blocked Chen Fei's sword. Although the sword edge was still trembling, it was indeed blocked. But even so, the Tianhe Sword Saint was obviously to the extreme. With the strength shown by Gilgamesh at this time, only one sword is needed... all the stories, all the pain...

It will all end.

It’s just a pity that Gilgamesh did not draw his sword at the end.

He was impatient in his heart. Chen Fei directly switched behind the Tianhe Sword Saint with the sword as the axis. He turned into a fist with his right palm, and the evil dragon shouted wildly. The terrifying fist power poured onto the back of the Tianhe Sword Saint in an instant. The face that was exactly the same as Chen Fei turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out and rolled back quickly. At this time, Chen Fei did not accelerate his pursuit, but his body turned back instantly and looked to the spot.

Then his face changed drastically, and his dark golden pupils contracted to a point-

In front of him, Gilgamesh, who had just destroyed the world and was almost the strongest man Chen Fei had ever seen, was standing with his shoulders, his face and facial features were still handsome and flawless, and his expression was still arrogant and arrogant, but... the body of this king had slowly begun to dissipate.

It is not the dissipation of the magical body as the body of the servant during the Holy Grail War, but... the dissipation of Gilgamesh, the ancient king!

"Gilgamesh...you're..."

Chen Fei felt a little hoarse in his throat. The dissipation of the king in front of him was like a vague death for Gilgamesh, who was based on legends!

"How could this happen?!"

"Okay! Don't want mother-in-law and mother, assass!"

It seemed that he was extremely disgusted with Chen Fei's somewhat weak appearance at this moment. Gilgamesh's brows frowned tightly and said impatiently: "As a warrior recognized by the king, how can you be so weak! Assas private n! Chen Fei! The obstacles on your way forward have been completely cleared by me. The rest, assas private n... Dedicate the enemy's head as a gift to me!"

With his still arrogant and casual voice, the slender body, which was like a work of art from heaven, had dissipated by 99%. With the echo of the last whisper, the arrogant king completely disappeared into this world-

"Chen Fei, she said... I'm afraid my agreement with you will be broken."

After the words of Gilgamesh finished, Chen Fei's heart trembled violently, and he poked out his consciousness in a panic, spreading to the sword world like lightning... However, as long as he appeared, the Alaya consciousness, which appeared very happily, never appeared again!

The huge sense of hollowness once again hit Chen Fei's heart—

His comrades passed away again.

Two!

"Be careful, Chen Fei!"

At this moment, a panicked voice came, causing a glimmer to flash in Chen Fei's blank and empty eyes - this was Su's voice, his eyes slightly turned. In the sky, the girl with red-haired and fiery pupils quickly approached with the breath of time. Her painting-like face was full of anxiety and panic, which made Chen Fei's consciousness suddenly appear in his consciousness of falling into the hollow.

It's just a pity that it's a bit late!

Sigh ~

The sound of the sword blade entering the body was as crisp and neat as ever, causing Chen Fei's body to tremble suddenly. At his chest, a simple and crazi bone sword passed through his chest, and the sticky blood slowly slid down the sharp sword blade-

Dragon Ridge Sword.

The one holding the sword is... Tianhe Sword Saint!

The instinctive dodge made the sword not penetrate Chen Fei's heart, and the sword energy attached to the sword blade could not completely crush Chen Fei's internal organs. However, such injuries were extremely severely injured even for a master of Chen Fei's level! Such a look was clearly reflected in the consciousness of all the strong men present - the severe injury of the strongest man on the side, and even death, which made everyone's expression tight. The solemn atmosphere slowly and solemnly, but it did not disappear. Instead, it became more solemn and dead like water vapor condensed into a glacier.

Smack ~

And in this dead silence, a slight sound rang out in everyone's ears. Chen Fei's head was still hanging down, but his right hand was gently placed on the Dragon Ridge Sword that passed through his chest. Circles of sharp miniature sword formations appeared silently on his wrist, one by one, and there were thousands of them in a row. Thousands of miniature sword formations burst out with the strongest killing in an instant, which was like a terrifying spirit flowing backwards into the Dragon Ridge Sword, and then slashed hard at the sword-holder through the extremely top-notch sword body like the Dragon Emperor's spine.

Tianhe Sword Saint!

Tear ~

With an extremely clear and crisp sound, extremely warm liquid sputtered on Chen Fei's back, but it was not his blood. The power of his wrist directly pulled out the Dragon Ridge Sword that pierced his chest. The red blood had not fallen down and was directly crushed by the sword energy. The broken ink-colored battle armor on it, the red blood slowly flowed, but the face was extremely solemn and cold. Chen Fei turned around in this way, and his dark golden pupils glanced at the pale green-robed man and his right hand that was directly crushed by the power of the sword formation.

Obviously, the other party obviously did not expect that Chen Fei could be so decisive!

"Tianhe Sword Saint? God King?"

Turning around and looking at the Tianhe Sword Saint who was covering his palms, his face was pale but still cold, Chen Fei's eyes slowly narrowed, and a cold murderous aura flashed through his dark golden pupils-

This is Tianhe Sword Saint...

The so-called God King!

The beginning of all sadness!

Thousands of innocent people in the main city of the human race, which was directly slaughtered by the Gods' coalition ten thousand years ago, died on the battlefield like a meat grinder. In the long years, human civilians slaughtered like cattle and sheep, and the human blood scattered in the abyss...

Everything, all the sadness, is all due to the man in front of me who has the same face as me, the so-called God King!

“It’s time to end!”

Chen Fei stood solemnly, and the sword sharp edge of the Dragon Ridge Sword originated from the Tianhe Sword Saint in his palm rose slightly, and the cold pointed directly at the man in the green robe standing proudly like fangs. His wrists shook slightly, and endless terrifying sword intent swarmed out from his body. The swords and swords intertwined, either yin and yang reversal, or life and death. Countless sword intents combined to form an extremely mysterious sword formation, and these mysterious sword formations were superimposed one by one, forming a terrifying sword formation that almost covered the entire sky. The edge of the sword formation slowly rotated, and waves of power that were enough to destroy the world were clearly leaked into everyone's perception in this rotating movement.

The great fear, the great panic of facing life and death was completely enveloped everyone here in a moment, no matter how enemies and we are! Huangfu Wencheng's palm holding the sword was hard to calm down. The rosary in the handsome monk's palm collapsed in an instant, and the hunched old man stroked his chin and white beard, nodded and smiled.

And below the center of this extremely terrifying sword formation, the sword edge of the long sword in Chen Fei's hand was already close to the throat of the opposite "self". His eyes were full of cold murderous intent, but he still resisted the boiling murderous intent in his chest and asked slowly: "...Why? You are the Tianhe Sword Saint, you are also the Venerable Haoyuan... You already have enough status and strength in the heavens and all worlds. Why do you still do this? You... are also a human race~ Why do you have to attack my human race! Why! Why!"

The murderous intent that could hardly be suppressed became more and more boiling in the rage. The sword in Chen Fei's hand was slightly uncontrollably moving forward, and a little red mark was pointed at the white throat of Tianhe Sword Saint. However, facing Chen Fei, who was obviously in an extremely angry expression, Tianhe Sword Saint walked and smiled slightly. Although his face and facial features were exactly the same as Chen Fei, he had to say that at this time he had a certain temperament when he smiled. His unrestrained expression was undoubtedly revealed, and he smiled faintly:

"This question...if I said it was because of fate, would you believe it?"

"Fate...I don't believe that with your swordsmanship, the law of cause and effect, it is impossible to threaten you at all... Since there is no cause and effect, how can the theory of fate be there!"

Chen Fei frowned slightly, not believing in the words of the Tianhe Sword Saint at all. At this moment, a light sound rang beside him, and his dark golden pupils slightly turned. The girl with white hair and white pupils had appeared in his vision, but her figure looked a bit embarrassed, but this hint of embarrassing look was extremely intact against the black-haired woman in front of her who was almost losing her breath.

night!

Obviously, Ye has reached the conclusion in the simplest and most direct way about the question of who is stronger in the frontal combat ability of the Sword Lord and the Lord of Life and Death!

"Chen Fei, are you okay~"

At this time, the girl with red hair and fiery eyes had already landed on the ground. Her red eyes looked at Chen Fei's wound with great tension. The law of time in her hand slowly spread and fell on Chen Fei's chest wound. The hideous wound began to recover almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chapter completed!