The fine sword energy and sword energy fragments turned into billions of ways, which were invincible. Everything within the attack range was smashed into pieces, almost infinitely close to the molecular level.

The countless masters who were hiding from the two of them all looked horrified at the land within 500 meters of the two. There was nothing completely turned into a dusty world, everything was destroyed, everything turned into ashes, as if burning out black and gray.

The two figures were a hundred meters apart, looking at each other quietly, as if they were brewing the next blow.

At this time, Li Zhong's voice was filled with satisfaction and said, "You are very powerful, really powerful, a person born entirely for martial arts. If you are not a famous Japanese clan, maybe we will be friends. If you give you time, maybe you will become a new natural disaster-level powerhouse for the Japanese clan, or even abyss-level powerhouse. Unfortunately, you have no chance."

Miyamoto's expression was calm, looking at Li Zhong from afar, and said in a low voice: "You are also very powerful. I probably can't live today. I can feel death approaching. Then next is a knife that I used all my life. The most glorious moment in my life. I hope you can take it, otherwise I will come to the underworld to accompany me."

Li Zhong was unprecedentedly serious and serious, with only Miyamoto's sword in his eyes, which was the minimum respect for those who were evenly matched and were born for martial arts.

At this time, Miyamoto had a knife, and a clear wound could be seen on his chest, piercing through his body, but the attack just now lost the opportunity and was successfully attacked by Li Zhong.

However, the hell-level strong man's vitality is terrifying. He will not die so easily unless his brain is destroyed. However, the current situation does not have time to restore Miyamoto with a knife. He believes that Li Zhong will never give him time, so he will only have a little vitality after he can give his life to attack Li Zhong and slash Li Zhong in front of the formation.

The intention of decisive death was brewing in his chest, his eyes were slightly closed, the Taidao returned to the sheath, his right hand held the hilt, his feet were stomping, his right foot stepped forward, his left foot half-kneeled, his body almost fell to the ground, a terrifying aura gathered into his Taidao, but his own aura was constantly weakening, as if he had injected his life into this knife.

Li Zhong was very serious about Miyamoto's next sword. He knew that this was his last sword, which would be earth-shaking terrifying, but Li Zhong was confident that he would not lose, and would definitely win, because he was a master of martial arts, which was the confidence of the master.

Li Zhong also returned to the sheath of the sword, holding the hilt with his right hand, relaxing his whole body, and unlimited power slowly gathered into the sword. At the same time, a trace of purple energy also flowed into the sword body. At the same time, the martial arts will in his body almost instantly turned into a trickle of flow and gathered into the sword. The highest level of Chinese swordsmanship is to control the sword with gods.

Li Zhong's eyes closed slightly, as if he was in a wonderful state, and an invisible aura faintly formed a strange phenomenon outside his body.

The air was trembling faintly, and two forces were fostered within a range of 100 meters. Everyone around felt the breath between the two that was almost infinitely close to nature.

Hamel and Carlian looked at Li Zhong with shock. Li Zhong was growing up when they watched him grow up, but now they have grown to a point where they look up to them.

A wry smile flashed across the corner of Hamel's mouth and said, "This Li Zhong is simply not a human being, but he is only at the first level of hell, but his combat power is already strong enough to be comparable to the peak of the hell. Who is he?"

Kalian and Hammel have both solved their respective rivals and gathered in the sky.

He heard his voice full of solemnity: "This attack may be earth-shaking, and the entire main city of the Great Sun nation will probably disappear. We'd better fly to the sky, otherwise it would be a lot of laughter and cry when it was affected."

The entire main city is more than ten square kilometers, but Carlian feels that this area is likely to be affected.

Hamel nodded and agreed deeply: "Indeed, collisions of this level may have irreversible consequences."

The two of them immediately flew towards the sky. Except for the two of them, the rest of the kingdom were not fools. They rushed towards the sky one by one. They didn't care about the guys from the big Japanese nation, because if they stayed in the main city below, they would definitely die.

At the center of the battle, Li Zhong opened his eyes in an instant, a trace of sight that seemed to be the incarnation of the way of heaven, boundless depth and greatness, and a long roar: "Govern the heavens and man, and use God to control the sword."

Silently, the sword was unsheathed, and Li Zhong seemed to melt, turning into a purple divine light, rushing towards Miyamoto with a sword and flashing by.

At the same time, Miyamoto's eyes opened, and a trace of spiritual light lit up in the deep, lightless eyes. A pure black, without any variegated sword light flashed in front of him, like a black moon coming to the world.

The black and purple collided with the most intense collision, and then a beam of light soared into the sky and rushed towards all directions. Everything passed by turned into ashes and no one could resist it.

Even the hell-level masters turned into ashes under this force. Without the exception, the countless civilians instantly turned into nothingness and the buildings were cut into pieces.

The terrifying column of light soared into the sky for several kilometers, attracting the attention of countless people. Life in the entire dry desert looked towards the column of light.

After dozens of seconds, the light column dissipated and two figures appeared in the field. Li Zhong's long sword was sheathed. Miyamoto held the Tai Knife in both hands, standing motionless behind Li Zhong's back, his eyes full of satisfaction.

The voice was low and said, "I finally broke out the final mystery of this sword drawing technique. The black moon was in the sky. It was so beautiful. I can rest in peace."

Li Zhong said a little lonely when he heard this: "From now on, another martial arts master has been missing. I will leave you and I won't give it away."

Miyamoto smiled slightly, slowly turned into ashes and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Li Zhong's expression was a little declining, perhaps because he sighed that a man who could be called a master of martial arts disappeared between heaven and earth.

At this time, Li Zhong looked up and saw that the whole world had turned gray and white, and the entire low main city turned into ashes in the attack of the two of them just now, and there was nothing left.

At this time, all the lights of the past suddenly burst out from the sky, and a desperate howl echoed in the void: "No, Sword God, Xian Yue, you bastards, you bastards, you really splashed."

"I won't die, ah."

As a brilliant explosion lit up in the sky, a natural disaster-level powerful man disappeared from the sky forever.
Chapter completed!