Chapter 4253 The Last Battle

A bone-chilling chill surged through Lei Ze's whole body!

run!

Although he has no military pride, he can only think of this word! !

The one who moved faster than him was Bei Chengying who stood further back.

A woman's sixth sense made her realize that something was wrong even faster, and with a violent whip in her hand, she directly pulled out a space tunnel!

The unique skill of the Beicheng family is the "space-time labyrinth", which is famous for quickly constructing space-time tunnels.

This kind of unique skill of coming and going without a trace, quietly surrounding thousands of troops and horses, is also a major factor for the emergence of famous generals in the Beicheng family.

Bei Chengying knew that as long as he entered the space-time channel, he could quickly open up more escape routes and escape from this dangerous place.

But just as she was about to enter the passage, she found a pair of eyes staring at her close at hand! ?

"ah!!"

Bei Chengying backed away in panic, her expression pale.

The swordsman had come to her at some point, and the trajectory of his actions was undetectable.

"As a general, he didn't take the lead, but he never forgot to escape... You should be punished!"

Before he finished speaking, the long-haired swordsman squeezed the back of the knife, and lightly stroked the blade.

Bei Chengying froze there with a face of horror, as if her body hadn't changed at all, but her soul had been chopped into pieces!

Lei Zede in the back has been completely staring at him, he doesn't understand at all how this swordsman did it!

It is not the power of chaos, nor is it the sword intent.

Just relying on the destructive killing intent and the invincible saber energy, these two things are so powerful! ?

"You...what are you..."

Before Lei Ze could finish his question, a burst of killing intent directly shattered his primordial spirit!

The swordsman eliminated everyone in the fourth and seventh armies, and looked up into the distance.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

He raised the saber in his hand, and a gust of saber energy crossed the galaxy across the sky, treating hundreds of millions of light-years as nothing!

In the chaotic void of the great world, a black-armored god holding a long knife turned around and slashed down!

"clang!--"

The collision of the saber air and the long saber turned the chaotic matter upside down, turning it into billowing raging waves.

Amir, the god of war, raised his head not far away, his face was calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Originally, he had planned to leave.

Conquering more worlds is far more important than going head-to-head with a difficult creator.

He is the god of war, not the god of war. Fighting is not an end, but a means.

To be able to defeat others without fighting is the victory that Amir pursues.

"Since the two armies have been wiped out, why bother to chase after them? You might as well go back and continue to live in seclusion in the mountains. I won't bother you."

The swordsman has already caught up with Amir, and the space distance is obviously nothing to the Creator.

"The two armies are facing each other, and since they have gained an advantage, they naturally have to go all out. If they don't behead the enemy, how can they withdraw with gold?"

Amir said: "Could it be that your Excellency misunderstood, and you can't guarantee it. The so-called advantages are just not good or bad."

The swordsman picked up the handleless blade in his hand, and said: "The one who broke the handle of my knife once said that anything that can pick up my knife is a good material for making a handle again..."

"I sharpen my knife every day just to wait for this day. Today, I finally got it. A new handle..."

Amir frowned, and lowered the blade of the God of War in his hand.

This knife was accompanied by him when he was born, and it is a treasure born in chaos.

"You want to use my knife as your handle?"

No matter how well-trained Amir was, his complexion was already cold at this time.

"It's just a piece of ordinary iron, and you want to use this God's Chaos Supreme Treasure to match it?"

The swordsman disagreed, "The treasure of chaos? Of all the things in the world, which one is not born from chaos?"

"Since they all come from the same background, why should the one in your hand have to be a treasure, and the one in my hand must be Fantie?"

Amir said coldly and proudly: "If you can't tell the difference, this god will let you know the difference!"

As soon as the words fell, Amir drew his knife and slashed at the swordsman.

It seems like an ordinary knife, but in the chaos, thousands of heroes emerge!

All the power of chaos around turned into an elite tiger and ben warrior, riding an iron horse on a thousand mountains, trying to crush the swordsman directly under the iron hoof! !

This is the sword of the military god, the direction of the sword is all heroes!

As the creator, Amir can create his own army of war gods anytime, anywhere!

"Boring!"

The swordsman's eyes showed contempt, and he swung his sword like a sword of thousands of miles, sweeping away thousands of troops!

The killing intent and saber energy contained in it are enough to deter thousands of troops!

It seems that the weaknesses of these rushing cavalry have been discovered, just like the cavalry who charged, their legs were cut off, and they were in a mess and fell apart!

"How can it be?!"

Amir's complexion changed drastically, and he suddenly discovered that the iron in the swordsman's hand, which seemed ordinary, was actually more than just a blade!

It was a sword that had been baptized with countless blood and dead souls following the swordsman on the battlefield.

Although he was born in Fantie, he has been "cultivating" for who knows how many years!

Just like the swordsman himself, he is not born in a clan, relying on some blood, he is simply a mortal body, but he is dedicated to cultivating swords!

With one knife, this person has already transformed countless times by relying on the unparalleled killing intent on the battlefield, and finally stepped into the realm of the creator!

He is not the emperor's sword, nor is he the emperor's killing intent, and he has not even tried to comprehend any profound meaning...

He is unique, with no distractions, a swordsman who is pure to the extreme! !

Fantie can also be transformed into a treasure of chaos!

Mortals can also become the Creator! !

All this is crazy, but... Amir really saw it!

"This... is Wutai..."

Amir finally realized why this civilization is so daunting to the Chuangshi God!

Here, there are no iron laws, everything is possible!

And I am used to the rules of gold, silver, and bronze. Once there are no rules, it is the scariest thing!

Amir's thoughts were spinning, since the other party has such a way of cultivation, he must attack the strong and defend the weak!

The weakness of the swordsman is his thin body, even in the realm of the creator, the body cannot be qualitatively changed!

Amir wielded several knives again, commanding countless chaotic troops to besiege the swordsman!

Pile up the quantity to achieve a qualitative change, and consume energy to kill the opponent!

Faced with such a situation, the swordsman suddenly laughed wildly!

"It's ridiculous, do you know what a swordsman is?"

"Even if there are tens of millions of enemies, one person with one knife is enough!!"

He held the blade, and gusts of saber energy were continuously released from the blade, wreaking havoc!

Countless knives and blades passed by, and Amir's army had no strength at all!

The swordsman was not in a hurry, passing through the formation of thousands of troops, and kept approaching Amir.

This terrifying sense of oppression made Amir feel terrified!

It's as if there is a fierce general who can enter and exit seven times, and wants to take the head off his neck! !

Amir unconsciously took a step back...

not good!

The moment he took this step back, he knew he had made a major decision-making mistake! !

Because the two armies are facing each other, it is most taboo to retreat in battle!

The coach shows weakness, and the three armies are naturally powerless to fight!

Sure enough, the hundreds of millions of chaotic army were wiped out by the swordsman's killing intent within a moment!

Amidst the roar of the swordsman, he squeezed the knife with one hand and slapped it on Amir's neck!

Amir hastily resisted with a knife...

"Keng!!"

The Blade of the God of War seemed to sense the fear of its master, it was unable to compete with the imposing Fantie, and it snapped at the sound! ?

Amir is like petrified, he can't believe what happened before his eyes...

"When a swordsman is afraid of hand-to-hand combat, he is already dead..." The swordsman stared into Amir's eyes and said.

Amir gritted his teeth, let go of the handle of the knife, and ran away quickly while the swordsman couldn't make the second knife instantly.

He is a military god, not a warrior, so there is no need to work hard!

The swordsman didn't chase after him. After all, the other party was the Creator with the same realm. If he wanted to run away, it would be really hard to kill.

Second, as he said, although Amir is alive, he is already "dead".

The swordsman held the remaining half of the long knife and connected it with his own blade.

The Blade of the God of War has already surrendered, silently turning into a cylindrical shape, which fits perfectly with the blade.

A Mo Dao reappears its complete appearance.

He reached out and caressed the blade, and after a while, he realized something, turned around with a smile.

"Queen of Thousand Faces, long time no see."

"I didn't expect that you are still alive." Qianmian touched the knife in the opponent's hand, "The knife is still the same knife."

The eyes of the swordsman showed memories, "You saved my life when I was in Yecheng and led me on the road of cultivation. I will never forget this kindness."

"I saved you because of your loyalty and bravery, but you, together with those group of rebels, attempted to kill my husband," Qian Mian said coldly.

"What happened back then... was indeed due to my lack of thoughtfulness. If the Queen of Thousand Faces wanted to take my life, I would kill myself and apologize."

"No need!" Qian Mian said indifferently: "Since he didn't kill you, it means that I saved the wrong person. If you want to die, just die in this last battle."

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