Ten thousand swords turned into a sea, and Lin Xi's countless flying swords were already so powerful that even the holy masters of this era could not imagine at all.
Zhang Ping walked among the flying swords flying in the sky, and when the talisman array outside his body was defeated, his armor suddenly made countless sharp cutting sounds.
The armor on his body was under the impact of the huge tornado-like flying sword stream, as if it had been eroded by time, rapidly corroding, and nicking.
When each flying sword sliced into his flying sword, it could bring up a ray of light that made his eyes sting, and a concussive force powerful enough to make even Saint-rank cultivators vomit blood was transmitted through the armor.
In order to resist such a force, his soul power is constantly being consumed, he can't invoke the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi as wantonly as Lin Xi, his eyes are still full of anger, but his face is very indifferent, he always has absolute confidence in victory.
"If even this armor of mine can't be broken before I kill you, then everything you said and did before is truly ridiculous."
He looked at Lin Xi and said such a sentence, and at the same time, an extremely powerful aura was released from his body, and countless purple-red flames were generated outside his body, beginning to scorch all the Yuan Qi flying swords that hit his armor.
Then all the Genki Flying Swords began to burn.
His pace of progress quickened abruptly.
With each step he fell, the ground beneath his feet sinkled and shook like a drum battered by drumsticks, and when his steps lifted, the ground beneath his feet had been scorched into a pool of boiling magma by the terrifying heat of the flames outside him.
Every step he took was like traveling through time and space, and in an instant, he was already close to the "back of Aojiao" of Aojiao Mountain, and he was only a thousand steps away from Lin Xi.
Even the armor on his body, which was already scarred with sword marks and dim light, even brightened under the power flowing from his body.
A strong wind blew in the wilderness centered on Zhang Ping and Lin Xi.
Zhantai Qiantang squinted his eyes and watched, this was already a battle that even a person of his level couldn't intervene in at all, and it was even difficult for him to completely see Zhang Ping's advancing posture, but he was sure that with Zhang Ping's speed, Lin Xi's ten thousand swords would definitely not be able to defeat Zhang Ping's armor when Zhang Ping bullied him.
Zhang Ping has indeed become a demon king, even in the eyes of a saint like him, he is already a real demon king.
Before Zhang Ping's words fell, his body had already risen into the air, and his feet were about to officially step on the "back of Aojiao" of Aojiao Mountain.
At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, and the flames in his eyes seemed to be about to erupt directly.
He heard a loud roar, and a sword light shattered all the flames in front of him, stabbing at him, and his body flew backwards.
His feet fell to the ground, and he plowed back two deep ravines, all of which were filled with pulsing flames and tumbling lava.
A lot of people don't perceive what's going on.
The first thing they saw was a white passage in the sky, one that came from the very high air beyond their eyes.
The white sè channel began to disintegrate, turning into a violent wind.
Then these cultivators reacted, and Lin Xi's sword light was like an arrow, throwing shè to an extremely high altitude, and then falling down and falling on Zhang Ping's body.
Zhang Ping's gaze fell on his chest.
The light streaks of light on his chest had been completely extinguished, and several cracks had appeared, and a piece of debris the size of a fingernail was falling from the armor.
He knew that he still underestimated Lin Xi's strength, but he didn't have time to be more angry, and the second sword had already fallen on him.
Passages of white sè appeared in the sky.
When the sword light had already slashed at Zhang Ping's body and disappeared, the sneering sound spread in the air one after another, resounding in all directions.
All the people in the wilderness looked at this picture in great horror, no matter what the final victory or defeat of this ri, they knew that such a picture could not be reproduced in their lifetime.
Fragments of armor kept collapsing from Zhang Ping's body.
Drops of black blood seeped out of the cracks in his armor, and were cut into even finer powders by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was raging outside him, but these powders were extremely heavy, drifting far away, falling to the ground, and actually stirring up a puff of dust.
The armor has shredded.
Zhang Ping began to get injured.
If you will be injured, you will die.
Even the few most devout Purgatory Mountain priests who followed him already felt a complete panic.
"It's not enough."
However, at this moment, Zhang Ping looked at Lin Xi and said this sentence with disgust and mockery.
The shattered armor on his body completely shattered, and he let out countless sneering sounds and broke through the air, but his body did not expand like the demonic transformation, but contracted slightly.
Originally, his figure was slightly taller than Lin Xi, but when all the armor on his body disappeared, he was half a head shorter than Lin Xi.
The purple gold glow that had originally shone on his body became very condensed on the surface of his skin, turning into grains of light like diamonds.
The sword light that fell from the sky fell on his jet-black body with a purple gold sè diamond light, and it still had a terrifying impact, but it couldn't make any more wounds appear on his skin.
This is the true magic transformation.
The true demon cultivator, the most powerful place of the demon king, comes from his body.
"Yes?"
However, seeing his demonic transformation like this, and hearing his disgusting and mocking voice, Lin Xi just smiled calmly, looked at him, and said, "But you can't even lift your head." ” What Lin Xi said was the truth.
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At this time, Zhang Ping fell under the sky-breaking sword light, although he was able to move forward again, and his body no longer showed any scars, but under the huge pressure of power, his knees were always slightly bent, unable to straighten his body, and his head was never able to rise.
Under such power, it is already an extremely remarkable thing to be able to move forward just like this, but in Purgatory Mountain, bowing one's head and knees is a sign of obedience and surrender.
Zhang Ping's mind had countless images of himself kneeling in Purgatory Mountain, and he thought of the images when he had the power but still surrendered to the Great Elder in Purgatory Mountain.
He couldn't stand it.
He looked up.
He heard a slight cracking sound in his neck, but he still raised his head, looked at Lin Xi, and let out a loud shout: "I will kill you." ” "Come on."
Lin Xi laughed, just like when he was first provoked by some classmates in Qingluan Academy, he laughed confidently and brightly, showing his snow-white teeth and flashing with cold killing intent.
Facing the approaching Zhang Ping, he did not retreat, but took a step forward and met him.
Zhang Ping's body was an inch lower.
The vitality in his body seemed to have been completely squeezed out by his sudden contraction, and the vitality that burst out of his body at this moment was even more intense than Lin Xi's previous surge of vitality.
These energies formed a burning shadow in front of him.
This shadow broke through all the air in front of him, and instantly arrived in front of Lin Xi, and his body, as if driven by this burning shadow, appeared directly in front of Lin Xi.
He punched and blasted out towards Lin Xi.
At this time, his fist was much smaller than that of a normal person, but everyone knew that his punch was the most powerful punch in the entire cultivator world for thousands of years.
Lin Xi's figure was fixed in the air by the fist style of his punch.
However, Lin Xi's face did not have any trace of panic, and he was extremely calm.
His whole body was also covered with a layer of black sè brilliance.
A new force was generated in his body, and then in the face of Zhang Ping's resentment towards him and the whole world, as if he was about to shatter the whole world, he simply stepped forward and stabbed out with a sword.
This time, what he stabbed out was not a sword made of heaven and earth vitality, but a sword made of dragon horns, the true dragon sword of the former eldest grandson Jinse.
This sword may also be the toughest sword in the entire cultivator world right now.
At the moment when his sword stabbed out, all the vitality that penetrated into his body from heaven and earth was all penetrated into this sword, and this sword was so dazzling that people couldn't see it at all, and even Zhang Ping let out a loud cry at this moment, and couldn't help but close his eyes.
At the moment when he closed his eyes, Lin Xi concentrated on handing out the sword, and when his fist was still two feet away from his body, he stabbed the sword into Zhang Ping's body.
Time seemed to stand still in this moment.
Lin Xi and Zhang Ping were frozen in the air.
A spot of light came out from Zhang Ping's back, and then a sword tip that was so bright that no one could look at it directly.
Endless vitality poured out from the tip of the sword and poured out towards the heavens and the earth.
There was a loud bang.
The collision of heaven and earth finally broke out.
Many people were swept down by the air currents generated by the bursting Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.
Lin Xi and Zhang Ping are still not separated.
Zhang Ping had a large hole in his chest.
The power that still surged out of Lin Xi's sword frantically cut into his body, but there was still power in Zhang Ping's body, and it was still with him.
Lin Xi's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Zhang Ping's body with some consternation.
"You're still not enough, you've always underestimated me since the Academy."
Zhang Ping looked at him mockingly and happily and said.
Lin Xi saw that in his body, his flesh and blood no longer looked like flesh and blood at this moment, but turned into countless writhing black worms.
Zhang Ping's body, even the internal organs inside, became a twist of countless black insects.
Lin Xi sensed that unless he could completely crush all the black worms in Zhang Ping's body, he would be able to kill Zhang Ping.
So Zhang Ping's body itself is a huge trap that attracts him close.
Zhang Ping's fist, under the impact of vitality, was already close to his body inch by inch, but Lin Xi laughed again.
He looked at Zhang Ping's liver part writhing like countless black worms, looking at the many scales on it, and said with a smile: "Even if you become such a monster, you will still be defeated by anger, such a sword can't kill you, then you try this again." ” As he spoke, his body became incomparably cold, and he seemed to have turned into an ice and snow god field, and countless extremely cold breaths poured out of his body and penetrated into his sword
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