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Tianduan Mountains.

The wildfires spread.

Under the cold winter, the flames turned tens of miles around into a hot purgatory.

In order to punish the sword idiot, the scholar did not hesitate to set fire to all the creatures in the Tianduan Mountain Range, and his methods were ruthless, showing his true qualities as a hero.

Fu Jinglun knew very well that once Jian Chi fled back to the Central Plains, it would be even more difficult to kill him.

The luck of the Central Plains Dynasty is not exhausted, and they will not sit back and watch him step into the territory of the Central Plains.

Think about this.

Fu Jinglun condenses the Yuan in his left palm, reappearing his amazing ability.

"Heavenly Mandate Divine Art, Heavenly Punishment!"

Shocking the wind and clouds with a palm, the thunder fell to the world. In the raging fire, the thunder split huge trees and shattered countless rocks.

Thunder came to the world, and in the forest, the insects, ants, birds and beasts that had nowhere to escape immediately turned to ashes under this amazing force.

The world has turned into a purgatory, and countless lives cannot escape death. The scene is shocking.

"Old God Stick, you are not afraid of being punished by God for killing so many creatures!"

In the depths of the mountain forest, Jian Chi's cursing voice sounded, cursing, "What kind of god of light do you still believe in, be careful that one day you will be struck to death by your god by lightning."

The Li family studied for half a year, but Jian Chi didn't learn anything else, and he learned very thoroughly.

Anyway, they are all enemies, so they can vomit quickly, what's wrong!

"Sacrifice is always inevitable. To sacrifice for the light is to die well!"

In the mountain fire, the scholar walked by, surrounded by the corpses of birds and beasts burned to death by the fire, however, the scholar's expression was always calm and never changed.

"No wonder the head of Confucianism didn't choose you, old god stick, you are so perverted, does your mother know!"

Deep in the forest, Jian Chi's cursing voice sounded again. If he hadn't paid attention to his quality, he would have already greeted the eighteen generations of the scholar's ancestors.

"The sharpness of the tongue is useless, sword idiot, today, you can't escape with your wings!"

Fu Jinglun said something indifferently, his eyes were fixed on the figure moving forward in the depths of the forest, and he stepped on his feet, and the speed was a little faster.

According to the eyes.

The distance between the two was less than a hundred feet.

The moment the distance draws closer, suddenly.

In the depths of the mountain forest, sword energy gushed out like a tide, broke through the mountain fire, and took the initiative to meet the scholar.

"Finally not escaping?"

Fu Jinglun narrowed his eyes, and the great bright sword in his hand slashed down, with supernatural power, instantly dissipating the sword energy in the sky.

"Three feet of autumn water will determine the situation."

In the turbulent aftermath, a wooden stick pierced through the air and appeared quietly, without sound.

"Sneak attack is useless to me."

Fu Jinglun raised his hand, palmed Haoyuan, and directly broke the wooden stick.

Unexpectedly.

The moment the wooden stick broke, the inner sword intent erupted suddenly, and the sword energy criss-crossed, majestic and dazzling.

With mental calculations but not intentional, Fu Jinglun stepped back half a step under the storm-like impact of the sword energy. On the left side of his face, the sword energy streaked across, and a smear of blood dripped silently.

Fighting for many days, scholar, seeing red for the first time.

"presumptuous!"

Feeling this, Fu Jinglun stretched out his hand to wipe the left side of his face, and when he saw the blood on his hand, the coldness in his eyes grew, he raised his hand to lift the sky, and the divine power reappeared.

"Heavenly Mandate Divine Art, purify the world and the sky!"

In an instant, the situation of the world changed, with the scholar as the center, a holy light full of destructive power suddenly swayed away, and everything disappeared for no reason when the holy light arrived.

"Damn it, pervert!"

More than a hundred feet away, Zhang Sloppy was startled when he saw this, stepped on his feet, and quickly backed away.

The sword idiot retreated, and the holy light had arrived.

In the holy light, the mountains and rocks disintegrated, the vegetation turned to ashes, and the horror of divine power was shocking.

With the help of the Great Bright Divine Sword and the blessing of the Divine Power of Light, a scholar can no longer be viewed with the eyes of an ordinary five-level practitioner. If it weren't for Jian Chi who has broken through the five levels, it would be impossible to survive until today.

At the same time, the Western Territory of the Great Merchants.

The iron cavalry rumbled past at an extremely fast speed, heading towards the Tianduan Mountain Range.

In front of the cavalry like a torrent of iron, King Triumph noticed the fierce battle in Tianduan Mountain in the distance, and his expression became more dignified.

Sword Qi!

Strangely, the swordsman who can fight the scholar must at least be a peerless swordsman at the level of a sword fairy in the world. However, there are only a handful of swordsmen in the world, and no one has ever heard of anyone going to the Western Regions.

Moreover, the strength of the scholar is well known in the world, and knowing that he is invincible, he deliberately seeks death, which is really unimaginable.

"boom!"

at this time.

In the depths of the mountain forest, the violent collision sounded again, shaking the sky and the earth.

"wrong."

King Triumph's heart was shocked, and he looked in the direction of the forest with a startled look on his face.

This breath is not the five realms.

Above the Five Realms!

Above the five realms, it is actually at a disadvantage, how could it be possible.

Between thoughts.

The King of Triumph slapped his horse and accelerated his journey.

"boom."

In the Tianduan Mountains, the sound of the battle became more and more intense. In the scorching hell covered by mountain fires, Jian Chi's escape was affected, and he was once again overtaken by the scholar.

The figures of the two intertwined, and the Great Bright Excalibur showed the power of destroying heaven and earth.

A sword idiot without a sword in his hand can hardly resist the power of the divine sword, and the situation is full of dangers.

"Heavenly Mandate Divine Art, Prison of Light!"

When the battle was at its peak, Fu Jinglun pointed at Ning Yuan, and beams of light descended from the sky, turning into cages of heaven and earth, blocking Jian Chi's retreat.

"You want to catch me, god stick, you're thinking of farting!"

Seeing this, Zhang Sloppy screamed and galloped with sword energy, he just cut a way out before the cage of heaven and earth was completely sealed.

Above the five realms, how could one be easily trapped.

Amid the sword energy all over the sky, Zhang Sloppy rushed out and continued to escape.

The end of the forest is close at hand.

rear.

Fu Jinglun's figure quickly passed by, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.

There can be no further delay, if Jian Chi is allowed to escape back to the Central Plains, there will be endless troubles.

thought here.

Fu Jinglun no longer hesitated, stepped on his foot, jumped into the air, and lifted his sword to the sky, pouring all the light and divine power around him into the big light sword.

It was shocking to the world, but at this moment, within a hundred li radius, the aura of heaven and earth surged madly, terrifying and mighty, and the scorching sun lost its color.

Down below, Zhang Sloppy felt his expression suddenly change.

not good!

"The oracle of light, the chapter of destroying the world!"

The most powerful magical technique, destroying the world, Fu Jinglun first manifested the power beyond his own boundaries, and the terrifying power of the gods illuminated the world for hundreds of miles.

God's power comes to the world, and there is no way to avoid it.

Zhang Sloppy also stepped up and jumped up, with sword intent surging out of his body, and the sword light criss-crossed, just like a sword fairy descending from the sky, above the five realms, the power of heaven cannot be moved.

"The sword of the original heart, the three-foot river of forgetfulness!"

Beyond the boundaries of the world, the three-foot-long sword can kill gods. In the sky, Zhang Sloppy disregarded his injuries and showed the move of surpassing the five realms for the first time.

Earth-shattering, the two strongest forces collided in response.

"boom!"

The scene of doomsday reflects the prosperity of the world, blood splashes, and disappears in the light of the gods.

"Uh!"

Amidst the muffled groan, Jian Chi's figure flew out and landed outside the mountain forest, half of his body was dyed vermilion.

In the void, the corners of the scholar's mouth and the hand holding the sword were also bleeding. Obviously, the previous move cost a lot.

The success was imminent, Fu Jinglun didn't hesitate for a moment, suppressed his wounds, his figure passed by, and swung his sword towards Jian Chi who was outside the forest.

The sword fell, and the light was dazzling.

"boom!"

However, at this time.

The saber shook the divine sword, and in the aftermath of the berserk, a domineering and mighty figure appeared. The saber was brilliant and dazzling, and strongly blocked the scholar's fatal sword.

"Great Merchant Army God, King of Triumph!"

Fu Jinglun saw the man standing in front of him clearly, his eyes sank, and he said coldly.

"Scholar, you have crossed the line!"

King Triumph stared coldly at the Heavenly Mandate Palace Master in front of him, and said, "In front of you is the territory of my Great Merchant!"

"so what?"

Fu Jinglun sneered, "Only you, can you block me?"

However, the words did not fall.

In the distance, the sound of rumbling iron cavalry sounded, and soon, at the end of the sight, mad sand filled the air, and thousands of cavalry came galloping, and the formation like a torrent of iron was shocking.

"Who said there is only this king alone?"

The King of Triumph said indifferently, "Scholar, I give you two choices. You can either retreat to the Western Regions, or we will fight to the death here. You are an enemy of ten thousand!"