Chapter 1063: Dark Sun Sky Net

At this moment, on the No. 17 battlefield, endless sword intent was gushing out, and the dark red sword light seemed to pour out in all directions like a silk thread, completely covering all the areas that could be covered!

The sword intent was fierce, and the sword light was dazzling. That was the seven-style sword intent belonging to Qiangang. At this time, the power was fully opened without any reservation!

Qiangang's entire right arm was stained with blood. He held the Jingji Knife tightly and kept slashing out sword lights. Every knife was unstoppable and invincible. It seemed that all his own spirit and spirit were slashed out, releasing the intensity of all life!

Qiangang's left arm was broken at the shoulder, and the huge and hideous wound was still bleeding, proving that this left arm was torn off by a person!

A cloaked figure kept shuttling on the battlefield, dodging the sword lights slashed by Qiangang, at an extremely fast speed!

Lan Mingri's eyes were reflected from under the cloak, with a hint of coldness and bloodthirstiness, staring straight at Qiangang, like a venomous snake staring at its prey, which made people palpitate.

However, what made Lan Mingri unhappy was that Qiangang from Longgu County had no fear of him. Even when he tore off the opponent's arm just now, Qiangang groaned in pain, but there was still no fear in his expression. Instead, there was a kind of crazy and fanatical fighting spirit!

"Humph! No one has no fear in their hearts. If there is, it can only prove that it has not been completely aroused!"

A conceited belief surged in Lan Mingri's eyes under the cloak, and then it was cruel. He believed that as long as he continued to nibble at the opponent, he would eventually make this person beg for him to kill him like a dead dog.

"Seven styles of sword intent..."

Suddenly, Qiangang's expression condensed, becoming pious and majestic. With a low roar, the dark red blade of the eight-foot-long Jingji Knife in his hand burst out with a monstrous sword light, and the whole void began to tremble, as if there were endless blades running and roaring!

At this moment, Qiangang seemed to burst out with the most intense brilliance of life, and all the achievements of cultivation so far were fully bloomed.

"Chaos!" Trapped in the city of sorrow! " "Ao Cangsheng! "Heartbroken and infatuated!" "Calm and startled!" "Cold and arrogant!"

Eighteen words came out from Qiangang's mouth, and his Jingji Knife also showed its sharpness and shone with the most dazzling light!

These eighteen words represent the first six moves of the seven-style sword intent that Qiangang created based on the Jingji Knife!

Each sword has infinite power, which is Qiangang's own understanding of the sword. He integrated them into one furnace and completely exploded at this moment!

"Wen Tian in anger! "

When the name of the last of the seven styles of sword intent sounded from Qiangang's mouth, the light of the Jingji Sword in his hand finally reached its limit. The sword light and sword intent that soared into the sky were like a storm that swept the sky and the earth, shattering everything completely!

See 6.

This shocking sharp wave spread out, causing many kings in the sacred tree to look sideways, with a touch of shock in their eyes!

Ye Wuque's figure flashed at this moment and he had returned to the Green Leaf Battle Stage, but his squinting eyes were still staring at the No. 17 Battle Stage.

Qian Gang had already tried his best, and the sword that was about to be cut out at this moment was also his most powerful move!

"The seven styles of sword intent merge into one! Jingji breaks the nine heavens! "

The sound was like the sound of a knife. At this moment, all the Yuanli in Qiangang's body was injected into the Jingji Knife in his right hand. He took a big step and slashed out his strongest knife!

Swish!

On the entire No. 17 battlefield, a dark red sky knife of 100,000 feet in size suddenly appeared. Seven completely different but common sword intentions were surging on it. They slowly merged with each other and turned into a powerful sword that shocked the sky, the earth, the past, and the future!

The sky was shattered when this knife moved!

The gods were broken when this knife moved!

Even the conceited Lan Mingri's eyes were fixed under his cloak at this time!

He suddenly felt a hint of danger from Qiangang's knife!

"The sword intention is good, but it is simply a foolish dream to want to kill me!"

Lan Mingri suddenly stood still, opened his arms, and two dark lights suddenly surged on them, pure and dark!

It seemed that even the light of the day could be swallowed by it and turned into an eternal night!

"Dark Sun Tianluo! Darkness invades!"

Like a demonic voice, Lan Mingri's voice rang out from under his cloak, and the dark light on his arms surged wildly, rising into the sky, and finally turned into a dark sun, spanning the void, making the sky dim!

What kind of light would the dark sun emit?

It was a light that seemed to carry despair and wailing. The dark light that shone out was like the invasion of darkness on the earth, covering all living things and then taking away all vitality!

Qian Gang's Jingji Po Jiutian became the last light in the darkness, with an unstoppable fierceness and tyranny, slashing across, as if to tear apart the dark sun!

Boom!

It was as if a dark red light was rushing out of the dark night. Lightning and thunder, endless roars resounded, black clouds rolled, terrible power exploded, and the void was completely shattered!

Finally, a dark red light seemed to tear the darkness apart and let the light return to the world. However, this dark red light seemed to have exhausted its last bit of power. The light was clearly in sight, but it was finally swallowed up by the darkness!

Puff!

Qiangang's whole body was blown away, and blood spurted out of the void. There were dense wounds all over his body, as if they were cut by countless golden threads. The blood kept pouring out, and in an instant, Qiangang's whole body was dyed bloody!

But even so, Qiangang's only remaining right arm still tightly grasped the Jingji Knife, as if the knife was there as long as he was there.

The darkness shrouding the No. 17 battle platform slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of Lan Mingri.

However, at this moment, there was a tear on the right arm of Lan Mingri's cloak, which was stained with blood, and a bloodstain also flowed down along Lan Mingri's right hand, and finally dripped onto the battle platform.

Although Qiangang's knife, which he tried his best, was no match for Lan Mingri's dark invasion, he still injured Lan Mingri and left a wound on his body.

Slowly raising his right arm and looking at the bloodstain, Lan Mingri's eyes under the cloak emerged with a touch of earth-shaking murderous spirit and anger!

"How dare you hurt me! You ant-like thing actually dared to hurt me! I will pull out your tendons and peel off your skin, and scrape you to death!"

Lan Mingri's roar sounded, as if he was furious at the result of Qiangang's slashing him, even if it was only a flesh wound.

"Hahahahaha... It's so satisfying! It's so satisfying!"

Qian Gang fell to the ground, holding the Jingji Knife in his right hand, blood flowing down the long knife. Qian Gang, who looked like a bloody man, did not show any sign of decadence at this moment, but laughed loudly, with a calm and heroic attitude.

"You like to enjoy it, don't you? Then let you enjoy it!"

There was a hint of ferocity and blood in Lan Mingri's voice. He flashed, took a step, and came to Qian Gang. His palm turned into a knife, and he slashed directly at Qian Gang's right arm!