My wife is the sect leader

Then, there was a shocking explosion sound in the vortex, and then the vortex became distorted, and finally exploded with a bang.

An Jing's body stood tall in mid-air, his eyes gleaming with extreme coldness.

Qianqiu Immortal smiled, and said: "The realm of the great master is not as simple as you think."

Seeing such a wonderful duel, the heroes of the world felt that their chests were suffocated, as if they were about to burst.

Previously, King Xu, Wushu, Xiha Buddha and other great masters were no match for this immortal man at all. Only this ghost swordsman was able to fight him back and forth, and he was evenly matched.

The true essence of An Jing's whole body surged out, and a sword was struck again, and the void where the sword light passed was shattered.

"boom!"

But in the face of An Jing's fierce offensive, the Immortal Man did not back down at all, a mighty evil spirit wrapped around his arm, and then he punched out, forcibly being with An Jing regretfully.

After the two hit each other, the surrounding space of several feet burst apart, like a spider's web.

Bang bang bang!

The bodies of the two were shocked, and there was a cold light in their eyes, and then the sword shadow roared, and they rushed towards each other overwhelmingly.

The bright purple true essence and evil energy surged wildly.

Rumble!

The sound of shattering the void resounded continuously. Between the sky and the earth, there was a strong wind, and the hurricane swirled, and the terrifying offensive razed the area around Suolongjing for several miles to the ground in an instant.

"The battle of the grand masters is really amazing!"

"This is not only the battle of the great masters, but also the battle of the world"

"The ghost swordsman is too strong, and he can fight this eternal immortal so inseparably."

The bodies of the heroes of the world began to tremble, trembling unceasingly, and the masters who could still breathe looked up at the battle between the two above the sky.

King Xu sighed: "This is the battle between the two strongest masters in history."

Wu Shu said: "Today's duel between the two will be a swan song."

I thought that with the Palace of Life and Death, I could become the master of this era, but now it seems that all this seems a bit ridiculous.

Qianqiu Undead opened his mouth, and a steady stream of evil spirits sprayed out from his mouth, and the surrounding evil spirits gathered together, thick as a sea of ​​evil spirits.

"To be able to control the evil spirit so delicately, it seems that you are an evil spirit yourself!"

An Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and from the mighty evil spirit, he actually felt a sense of danger.

The evil spirit surged, Qianqiu Undead stepped into the void, his body was already surrounded by the surging evil spirit, at this moment, he had a bloody, murderous intent spreading.

That terrible feeling of coercion made the heartbeat seem to intensify.

"Oh!"

An Jing's figure rushed out again at this time, and the Dulu Sword turned into a giant sword, slashing forward.

Boom!Boom!

The void broke, and a huge sword light came from the depths of the void.

However, in the face of An Jing's fierce offensive, the Qianqiu Immortal stretched out his hands, and the surrounding evil spirit rushed like a tide, forming a solid evil spirit barrier.

clang clang!

The crisp sound of gold and iron erupted, and the barrier of evil energy in front of Qianqiu Undead suddenly shattered.

He was shocked, he didn't expect An Jing's strength to be so strong, he stepped back again and again, and then pointed his finger forward.

shhhhh!

An evil finger light shot out directly from his fingertips, and in an instant, it pierced through the sword light that condensed the true essence.

It was extremely dark, like a starry sky, so dark that it was frightening.

Bang bang bang!

The black light hit the sword light, and it exploded in an instant, and the terrifying wave of true essence spread far away in a devastating way.

With a wave of the Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand, a bright sword light burst out, directly dissipating the aftermath of the rush, and then his body jumped.

The violent air waves rushed in again and again. Although Qianqiu Undead was not injured, the broken void around him was hiding a great danger, which made Qianqiu Undead feel lingering.

Before he could stabilize his body, a sword light that pierced the sky and the earth cut down again.

Whoa!Whoa!

There seemed to be a bright sun behind An Jing's body, and as the Dulu sword was swung out, that bright sun also rushed towards Qianqiu Undead.

It was impossible for the weak void to block the sharp sword light, and after it shattered, it fell to the sky and earth like snowflakes.

A gleam of horror flashed in Qianqiu Undead's eyes, at this moment he actually felt the danger, never before at such a moment did he realize the danger of death.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The blood had strengthened the boundless evil aura that was originally surrounding it, and it became extremely rich. Afterwards, it seemed that a huge eye opened in the billowing evil aura.

Chi!Chi!

As soon as the huge evil eyes opened, the world was dark.

Hundreds of black lights shot out from the evil eyes, like thousands of flying arrows.

Shhhhhhhhhhhh!

Countless black lights collided with the bright sun-like sword light, and the world trembled immediately, the bright sun burst directly, and the boundless evil spirit was shattered by the huge force.

The sky is filled with visions, grotesque, and the people in Yujing City with a radius of hundreds of miles are clearly visible.

The billowing air waves surged towards the surroundings, like overwhelming mountains and seas, and the surrounding masters hurriedly avoided to the distance.

An Jing raised his sword and looked at Qianqiu Immortal in front of him, and now he was also looking at An Jing.

The two looked at each other like that.

The heart of the world has been broken into pieces, and the sound of breathing has stopped. This duel has actually become quiet, and this kind of quiet actually reveals a bit strange.

It was already early winter, and the wind was blowing slowly, making people feel the biting chill.

The sun was blocked by the strong evil spirit, and the world was a little dark, a little cramped, and a little depressing.

The fallen leaves are Xiaoxiao.

Long Street is lonely.

Qianqiu Undead's eyes were like a ball of flames.

He didn't seem to be looking at a person, but more like looking at a sword.

This is the best sword of all time!

When a swordsman reaches the pinnacle, he forgets himself and becomes a sword.

But he knew that the swordsman in front of him was even stronger. This young man surpassed all the opponents he had fought against, including the seventh-level swordsman who practiced the Heavenly Dao Sword.

Because the swordsman in front of him not only forgot himself, but also forgot that he was a sword.

This is the real seventh state, and it is also the extreme state.

But Qianqiu Immortal's heart is full of self-confidence, he believes that the swordsman in front of him is the same as everyone before him, and cannot be his opponent.

So Qianqiu Immortal turned his eyes away, and he looked at An Jing.

But he was disappointed, those eyes were no different from the sword, they were cold.

Not only that, he actually saw a kind of unique sword light in the sky and earth from his body, and it seemed that only he could see this sword light.

His confidence began to melt, and the pride of thousands of years seemed to collapse at this moment, and when the confidence of a master began to collapse, that was the most terrifying thing.

Next, Qianqiu Immortal wanted to continue to move his gaze, because he didn't dare to look at that pair of eyes anymore, and when he no longer looked at that pair of eyes.

His confidence disappeared, his fear disappeared, the Ghost Swordsman disappeared, the Dulu Sword disappeared, and everything in front of him also disappeared.

Everything in the world turned black.

Darkness is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing in the world, no one is not afraid of darkness, even if he has lived for a thousand years, even he is more afraid of darkness than anyone else.

Because darkness represents the unknown.

Darkness means anything is possible.

And when the ghost swordsman became the sword, and the sword became the ghost swordsman, and they became all this to each other, and he forgot that it all turned into darkness.

The darkness engulfed him like a tide.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a breath, or it may be a year.

Qianqiu Undead heard the sound of throat cutting.

At this moment, the darkness seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

Everything is back to normal.

Suddenly, it changed from a piece of darkness to a ray of light, and it wasn't him who broke through all of this, but a ray of sword light.

He saw the Dulu Sword again, and he saw the Ghost Swordsman again.

No one can understand his mood at this moment.

Even he himself didn't know what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

All emotions are completely gone at this moment.

He has no sorrow and no joy.

There is just an inexplicable emotion, if there is one word to describe it, it is emptiness.

He has lived for thousands of years, it turns out that he has lived for thousands of years.

Those who remembered him are dead, which means he is long dead.

Who else in this world remembers his name?

After the emptiness passes, there is no emotion whatsoever.

Not just emotions, at this moment he found that he had nothing, even the life he was proud of disappeared.

Qianqiu Undead shook his body, like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "The number one swordsman in the world, what an exquisite sword!"

Amid wild laughter, he fell on his back.

Pure white clouds emerged, and the sun shone on the earth, but there was a dead silence between the heaven and the earth.

For some unknown reason, the heroes of the world did not cheer when they saw this master who seemed to never fall, but they suddenly became extremely heavy.

Qianqiu Undead lay quietly on the ground, like a beast on the verge of death, everyone watched this scene quietly, and suddenly he looked at An Jing, "Thank you."

An Jing asked, "Why do you thank me?"

An Jing didn't understand why he had to thank himself for killing him and beheading the spirit of the earth veins, cutting off all the dreams of Qianqiu Immortal.

Qianqiu Immortal looked up at the dazzling sunlight, and said quietly: "You will never know how lonely it is for a person like me to live in this world."

Chapter 398

The Qianqiu Undead fell to the ground. This giant who had called wind and rain in history and spanned several dynasties died.

No matter in the Great Qin Dynasty or the major historical events of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was a trend-setter of the times, and even the biggest black hand behind the scenes.

Manipulating the rise and fall of dynasties and the rise and fall of sects in the world.

Looking at all the great masters in history, he is one of the top existences, even excluding An Jing, he is a well-deserved No.1, the number of great masters who died in his hands is unknown, and there are many emperors who ruled the world And the headmaster of Megatron, you can know his skill from it.

Such a master also hides many unknown secrets, such as how he learned the relationship between the spirit of the earth veins and the evil spirit, and how he can live forever...

And all these secrets disappeared with his death, and became secrets that no one knew.

Yeah, it's so lonely for someone like him who hides too many secrets to tell.

"Katsa! Katsa!"

The moment Qianqiu Undead closed his eyes, the spirit of the earth veins that was full of evil energy in the sky also burst open, and cracks appeared in the transformed thing, spreading continuously towards the distance, and finally It completely turned into a cloud of smoke.

With the disappearance of the spirit of the earth veins, the surrounding evil spirit gradually dissipated.

The world once again regained its clarity.

"Let's go!"