9279. Chapter 9279: Soul Sword Blood Sword 1

"Tianming Knife!" Huang Jing couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the bloody knife. He shouted with anger, "Old Ghost Du, you said that you would never use Tianming Knife again in your life."

"It's rare to meet such an opponent today. If you don't use Tianming Knife, wouldn't it be disrespectful to him?"

"Little brother, Tianming Knife has killed countless people. It has long been corroded by blood and resentment and turned into a vicious knife. Be careful."

"Thank you for your reminder, senior. I will pay attention." As he said that, Leng Xuan's hand trembled, golden light flashed, and the Nitian Immortal Sword appeared in his hand in an instant.

"Kill!"

With a roar, Du Ming held the knife with both hands, rose from the ground, and slashed at Leng Xuan. It seemed like an ordinary knife, but it contained a powerful force, overwhelming and invincible.

"Break it for me!"

Leng Xuan did not dodge, but went up with the sword. With the power of life and death as a backing, his confidence increased greatly at this time, and he was not afraid at all. As the power poured in, the Sword of Against the Heavens suddenly burst out with a brilliant light, like a streak of silk, cutting through the night sky and stabbing out.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the swords met, and the majestic momentum suddenly surged, like a gust of wind, sweeping around.

At this time, Du Ming's wrist shook, and the Tianming Sword tilted slightly, brushing against the back of the Sword of Against the Heavens. At the same time, he tapped his toes lightly, and his body was like the wind, passing by Leng Xuan's side and moving behind him.

At this moment, Leng Xuan seemed to hear something, raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around quickly, swung his sword horizontally, and pointed directly at Du Ming's vitals.

"Dang! Dang!...!"

After several consecutive fights, Leng Xuan's defense was impenetrable, leaving Du Ming with powerful martial arts, but no chance to take advantage.

"Tianming Sword Soul, appear!"

Suddenly, Du Ming raised his sword with both hands and shouted. In an instant, a violent aura burst out from the Tianming Sword and turned into a bloody light. Then, the bloody light suddenly condensed and turned into a human form.

The sword soul condensed from the bloody light was almost the same as Du Ming's form. Holding a knife in his hand, the violent aura exuded from his body was several times stronger than Du Ming.

"Leng Xuan, take out your strongest attack. I regard you as an opponent, don't let me down."

Leng Xuan nodded slowly and said, "Don't worry, I will never let you down." As he said that, he raised the Nitian Fairy Sword in his hand, and his momentum quickly condensed. With the injection of the soul power in his body, the golden light that the Nitian Sword now emits is getting stronger and stronger, almost covering Leng Xuan's body.

At this moment, under the cover of the golden light, Leng Xuan's soul body is gradually changing.

In his body, the red and white lights representing the power of life and death slowly faded and poured into the Nitian Fairy Sword. At this moment, Leng Xuan had almost no reservations.

He knew very well how terrifying the opponent he was going to face next was.

"The final duel?" Huang Jing frowned secretly as he watched the two of them preparing for battle.

Time passed slowly, and everyone quietly watched Leng Xuan and Du Ming on the field, feeling nervous and expectant. They really wanted to know what kind of duel these two people could finally show, a killing god who once roamed the underworld and a strong man who had the power of life and death in the supreme realm.

Finally, Du Ming raised the Tianming Sword in his hand slightly upwards and took an offensive posture.

On the other side, the golden light emitted by the Nitian Immortal Sword suddenly retracted, all condensed in the sword body, and the momentum soared to the sky.