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- A sword, a sword with a scabbard as black as ink.
A knife, a knife without a scabbard, the blade is like ink.
Except for Li Zhichang and the Demon Lord, this sword is the only thing that can move.
The water of West Lake,
The broken bridge is covered with snow.
The scenery is still there, but it is absolutely still.
What a beautiful ink landscape painting. Now the two are not fighting in heaven and earth, but more like they are fighting in a comic.
It¡¯s just that the background of this painting is grand and incredible.
Li Zhichang drew his sword, and a terrifying aura seemed to rise at the same time.
In the age of the end of the Dharma, there is no Tao and Dharma, but there is it here.
Suddenly, the remaining snow on the dead branches of Baidi fell, as if affected by some invisible force, and the branches were twisted to the other side.
Li Zhichang¡¯s black hair was arrogant and his white clothes were vibrating. With this movement, even the heaven and earth seemed to be moving.
He seemed to have become the original king who created the world. His breath turned into the wind, his eyes lit up like the sun and the moon, and his breathing sounded like thunder.
This wild momentum is enough to make the sun and moon tremble, the heaven and earth shake, and the rivers flow backwards.
The water in the West Lake rolled up, like a canopy, flowing from bottom to top.
It seems like a waterfall hanging in the sky.
It seems to be flowing into the Milky Way.
The waterfall is like a flying dragon, slamming into the demon lord.
This huge impact can destroy everything.
The greatest good is like water, but once the power of water reaches a certain level, it will be more terrifying than any wild disaster.
So in the myth, the emperor of heaven destroyed the world only by causing a great flood.
Because a flood sweeping the world can destroy everything.
Those who have never seen a torrent can never imagine how insignificant human beings are in front of a huge torrent.
It feels like a waterfall hanging in the sky, just thinking about it. It's so chilling.
The Demon Lord had a cold smile on his face, and his body was slightly bent, like a powerful bow. Suddenly, countless sharp arrows burst out with energy.
It looks like a shower of stars in the sky. Extremely brilliant.
Legend has it that the Qiantang River flooded and the tide surged forward. King Wu and Yue ordered thousands of archers to shoot arrows against the tide, finally forcing the tide back.
Today, the demon lord sent out countless void arrows. Facing this sky waterfall, he must eliminate it.
This move was so powerful that it not only cut down the sky waterfall. With endless energy, he headed towards Li Zhichang.
It was as if thousands of arrows were fired at once, trying to pierce Li Zhichang through his heart.
Li Zhichang smiled lightly, relaxed.
Gently pull out the sword, the sword light is divided, endless, little bits of sword energy, as fine as silk, knocking down every bit of energy sent by the devil.
If someone is standing outside at this time, they will see it. Suddenly, this picture of broken bridge and remaining snow suddenly became the Milky Way and Nine Heavens.
Then it turned into many powerful wind marks and hit the sky waterfall, forcing it back.
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This battle was brief, but the destructive power was actually earth-shattering.
The Demon Lord drew his sword and stood up, using the long sword as a sword. His moves were vague and his speed was so fast that he disappeared without a trace.
When the demon lord got up quickly, Li Zhichang stood still, with his feet flat. It was torn apart, piece by piece. Become a fan.
The man was on the water, his face calm.
He didn't seem to move. Actually making very small movements. It just moved too fast to be recognized.
The devil's speed is like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, between existence and non-being.
Li Zhichang is fast, his reaction is extraordinary, and every tiny movement puts him in the best position to fight against the Demon Lord.
At this time, the entire lake was emitting sonic booms. The air could not withstand the speed of the Demon Lord. A series of sparks dyed the black water and white mountains with a blush.
This moment is like hell, like a sea of ??fire.
Suddenly, the sword flashed.
Li Zhichang's body was like a rain of silk, turned into countless debris.
The Demon Lord paused, the silk rain in the sky had not disappeared yet.
At this time, thousands of sword energies suddenly surged out around his body, like a violent storm and heavy rain.
There are countless things to avoid.
Every sword energy is like a white line of rain, broken but never ending.
The Demon Lord¡¯s Demonic Sword suddenly burst out with intense white light.
The black knife,The color of the knife shines.
It¡¯s not just one, it¡¯s like a dusty pearl that suddenly wipes away the dust and turns into thousands of rays of light shining on the mountains and rivers.
Li Zhichang and the Demon Lord are clearly close at hand, but they feel like they are worlds apart.
The end of the world is not far away, but only a short distance away.
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Li Zhichang's sword energy seems to be very close, yet very far away.
With such a short distance and terrifying speed, it seems that it will never reach the Demon Lord.
Li Zhichang is at the broken bridge, and the devil is under the bridge.
But it is a distance that can never be crossed.
The knife is like a pearl and a bright moon.
Slowly soaring into the sky.
The bright moon is like a knife. With one knife, it can divide the heaven and the earth, capture ghosts and gods, kill all obstacles, and become a demon.
Killing all the people is a demon.
The killing intent of this sword is unprecedentedly brilliant.
This sword has been oppressive for eternity, and has the domineering power of being the only one in the world.
It is both a domineering sword and a superb sword.
A sword carries eternity, heavy but irresistible.
It¡¯s dark, dark, and chaotic.
Li Zhichang stood on the bridge, the sky had turned dark.
The only sword, like moonlight, comes spontaneously and cannot be avoided.
There were many emotions in his heart that he had never noticed before, and the clear ocean of his soul seemed to turn black.
Always shrouded in black air.
"Happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy welled up in my heart, and all kinds of emotions hit the Qingming Lingtai.
Although he is already too ruthless, he cannot be shaken.
But I can't drive away this shadow and clear this confusion.
At this time, the Demon Lord's physical body has disappeared, like a shadow under the moonlight, and his face can no longer be seen clearly.
Leng Ran faced Li Zhichang, and he had returned Li Zhichang's negativity to him. At this moment, he was the true and eternal Demon Lord.
It¡¯s just that he can no longer synchronize with Li Zhichang. Even after devouring the opponent¡¯s flesh and soul, he cannot achieve the expected effect.
This is the difference between reincarnation and seizing a body.
" But otherwise, he found that even if he was the same as the other person, Li Zhichang's strange and transcendent state of mind could not be replicated 100%.
This is what annoys him the most. He has never seen such a weird practitioner.
For those guys like Sakyamuni and Manjusri, he could not touch their state of mind, but for Li Zhichang, he could completely feel it, but when it was reproduced, it was completely different.
Li Zhichang has various versions of himself at this moment.
Sometimes great sadness, suddenly great joy.
Sometimes his eyes are wide open with anger, and sometimes his eyes are melancholy.
Sometimes he is compassionate, sometimes he is angry and manic.
These are all inseparable aspects of oneself.
Even though the Supreme Being is too forgetful of emotion and too ruthless, how can we just give up these inherent things?
Even the Buddha had moments when King Ming was angry. Obviously, cutting off love and desire is not the most appropriate choice. To be continued - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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