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Chapter eight hundred and eighty: last resort

Now Nan Sheng is completely willing to do his best. Since you are dead, there is no need to make any choice!

His unprecedented power gathered on the fists of his hands, so powerful that even he felt scared. He did not expect that the greatest glory of life would be the last blow before his death.

The power of the light was too strong, and Dongsheng felt that things were not good, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back, but he still couldn't avoid his sharp edge.

The Flame Demon knew that this day would come, but he never thought it would come so quickly. What's more important is that when the Ancestor of the Styx brought a glimmer of hope, he pinched Peng Li's life gate with his hand, knowing that this was the choice of Nan Sheng. Since he had a determination under his command, it would be difficult for him to stop it, or he was powerless.

"So strong, is this Nan Sheng planning to fight to the death?" Donghuangyu said.

"It is not easy to live in this world, but it is very easy to die!" Dong Huangxi said.

"No, Nan Sheng is too strong, should we take action?" Dongfang Xiaobao asked worriedly.

Xue Jian said seriously: "This Nan Sheng is indeed very strong, so we must respect the second brother's choice, and we must not hinder him. There are many life-and-death battles that must be experienced in a person's life. Only by truly crossing can we surpass ourselves and become stronger!"

Wu Jidi said: "There are risks, but opportunities coexist. Cultivating immortals means cultivating the mind. Without the will to overcome obstacles, it is difficult to be self-reliant. This is the way we should go. Even if we die unfortunately, we will not blame others."

"You are very strong at this moment, so strong that I tremble a little. Although I am not wary, my body is very excited. In order to respect your choice of death, I have to do my best!" Xiang Jian said, with red flames wrapped around his right fist, and the fire burned and burned. His left fist was also wrapped in thunder, making a sound.

"Thunder Fire Wuguang Fist!" Xiang Yu shouted loudly, and the sound shook the entire Dark Abyss. His right hand and his left hand collided with each other. Thunder and Zhu Yan collided. The power of the fist suddenly surged. This was the true fist power that merged with the power of the heavenly power, and even the implicit weak water energy was blocked.

Xiang Jian did not hesitate. When the power of the fist reached its peak, his immortal body flashed suddenly and bombarded with Nan Sheng.

Boom...bang!

Fist fights each other, killing and fighting each other, and Taoist crafts collided. The power of killing and destroying at that moment swept across the entire dark abyss. Even the Dark Mountain that had been motionless was shaken by the fist force, shaking, just like the sky and the earth were about to sink into a weak water lake. The creatures in the mountains were trembling, and even the demons were afraid to reach the depths of their souls.

Of course, there is one dragon that is the Xuanming Dragon hidden in the cliff cave of the Dark Mountain.

This punch was too fast and too strong. Wu Shi, Donghuangting, Dongfang Xiaobao, Huang Jince and others were also hit by the power of the fist so that they could only retreat and dodge continuously. It was very difficult to stabilize the immortal body hanging in the air. The Flame Demon and Dong Sheng also retreated again and again, until they retreated a mile away, and they barely stopped their retreat.

The entire Wushui Lake brought huge waves, like countless giant dragons rushing in the water.

The sword was injured in this punch, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his face turned pale, and the immortal body also suffered irresistible damage. However, with the repair power of the Hunyuan body, this injury could not hurt the fundamentals.

The power of the fist continued to release the super high pressure light of thunder and fire. Xiang Jian was not feeling well, and Nan Sheng was in an extremely bad situation. His fists began to peel off layer by layer, and his chest was hollowed out by the corrosive force of weak water. Even the soul suffered indelible damage. What's worse was that blood came from his mouth and nose, which was far worse than Xiang Jian.

Xiang Jian's fist was trembling slightly, and the impact was too strong. Even with Hunyuan body, he could not do it as if nothing had happened. At the last moment of the impact of the fist force, whoever persisted until the end, whoever had the explosive power of the stamina would be able to defeat the opponent.

In order to defeat Nan Sheng, Xiang Jian gritted his teeth and destroyed the Hunyuan body with all his strength. At the same time, the purple aura in his body quickly overflowed, and the purple gold divine armor was suddenly urged out.

The purple gold divine armor is too powerful, but if he does not fight with all his strength, it will still be difficult for him to instantly generate a perfect and unrestrained divine armor. In other words, it will take a while to get out of the purple qi to condense into the purple gold armor, but now it can be controlled at will, which is a great progress. If he does not concentrate the purple qi with all his heart, it will be difficult for the purple gold divine armor to maintain it for a long time.

"Bang!" A loud bang came, and the stamina on Xiang Jian's fist burst out violently, and when Nan Sheng didn't expect it, he flew away instantly.

"Oh, I feel ashamed of myself. I didn't expect that my natural divine power is so terrible. I tried my best to suppress you. Staying in this abyss of darkness is a waste of time. Is it so easy to break through outside?" Nan Sheng's voice seemed extremely old, vicissitudes and desolate.

Xiang Jian took a deep breath and said, "You are defeated!"

You are defeated, but it is only three words, but it is a huge pound for Nan Sheng, which makes him almost breathless. It is very simple to say these three words, but the meaning is extremely different.

"Yes, I'm defeated, alas, so I'll die. But it's a pity that I haven't come out of the Abyss of Darkness to take a look." Nan Sheng said, his whole body began to fade and disappear. He had already run out of energy and had to fight for this breath, and he persisted until now.

"Bang!"

Xiang Jian did not stop, and suddenly exerted force, his speed reached its limit, instantly crossing the distance from the Flame Demon, and all the violent punches hit the Flame Demon.

The flame demon was shocked, and Xiang Jian's actions caught him off guard. When he tightened his fist and fought with all his strength, he was at a disadvantage because he suddenly lost the lead, and the immortal body retreated uncontrollably.

Xiang Jian slapped his hands and the power of the great way that only saints had gathered in his fists and hit him straight towards the left and right arms of the Flame Demon.

The flame demon was furious and grabbed with both hands. The power of the rules was like a flame wave, and it was in a confrontation with Xiang Jian's killing fist.

Xiang Jian withdrew his fists, took advantage of this opportunity, grabbed Peng Li and left.

"It's impossible to save someone in my hands!" The flame demon burst out with anger and chased Xiang Jian at full speed. But he still underestimated others and had to stop temporarily.

"Is it my turn now?" Wu Cidi stopped the Flame Demon and said coldly.

"You are no match for me!" The flame demon said with a ferocious face.

"Is that so? That's a pity. But if we fight one of the three of us, our chances of winning are small, but there are still some." Xue Jian's body flashed, his body turned into energy, and shot through the air like light, and instantly appeared on the side of the flame demon.

"You ask for blessings for yourself. As long as you don't do evil, you shouldn't have any worries about life." Xiang Jian said, throwing Peng Li to Ruoshui Lake. As the essence of Yin, Peng Li immediately turned into liquid water and disappeared when he encountered soft water.

The purple gold armor on Xiang Jian's body was still filled with light. With a grab, Mo Xing's sword was in his hand, and his whole temperament changed drastically. Even Mo Xing's sword blade emitted powerful pressure to thrust the air. At this moment, it was not like a sharp sword, but more like a straight and unyielding pure gold Hunyuan stick.

Mo Xing gives people a straight and upright aura. The right sword blade is straightened, and the sword blade extends from two arcs. When it is inserted into the sheath, it is even more simple and unpretentious. When it is unsheathed, it is revealed, and the essence of "hiding" and "disclosure" contained in the sword is fully reflected.

If it weren't for the extremely familiar appearance, Donghuangting would have the illusion of admitting the wrong person. Now Xiang Jian gives them the feeling that they are too unfamiliar. They are both restrained and exposed, as if they are hidden or not, just like half of the sharp blade of the sword is in the sheath and half is outside the sheath.

"I'll leave that Dong Sheng to you. Be careful of that Xuan Ming Dragon." Xiang Jian stared at Dong Huang Mingyue and others and swept away, and then appeared on the back of the Flame Demon.

"The temperament of immortals is divided into several types. One is the seemingly ordinary return to nature, the other is the sharp and decisive killing, and the other is the mysterious and sacred fairy aura. Which one does he belong to?" Donghuang Yu asked.

"It is probably because of weak water. It is obviously unlikely that so much weak water needs to be refined into the energy in the Hunyuan body in a short period of time." Huang Jince said.

"That Dongsheng should be the strongest among the four saints. I'll take action first. You can take the opportunity to see his methods first." Donghuang Yu said, his body flashed, his right hand formed a palm, and the medulla used the methods of the medulla.

When Dong Sheng saw that the Seven Secret Heaven had set his sights on him, he naturally could not be calm, especially for Donghuangxi, who had a guardianship of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside.

"The Qijue Tian still has some tricks, but as long as I deal with it carefully, I can still deal with it easily. Humph, this kid's palm power is far inferior to that sword. It seems that although he is the Qijue Tian, ​​his strength is also of varying quality!" Dong Sheng thought, and then used all his strength to meet him fiercely. He wanted to defeat this kid who stood out with one blow.

"Bang!"

The two immortals actually met one palm, and something without any suspense appeared. Sure enough, Dong Huangyu was shot out with blood spitting out of his mouth, like an uncontrollable fierce force pressing against his body all the time. Although he only met one palm, Dong Huangyu felt that his body had been hit by thousands of palms.

"Wow!" I couldn't help it, and Dong Huangyu spit out a mouthful of blood when he forced himself to stop.

"Haha, I'm really overestimating my abilities. Do you think I, Dongsheng, are the magistrates of the Western Saint, and the North Saint who are not strong enough?" Dongsheng asked at Donghuangyu, who was pale-faced.

"Of course I know, so I tried my best to take this bad plan. Dong Sheng, facing us, you have no chance of winning." Dong Huangyu forced himself to smile, making Dong Sheng dare not act rashly.

"Oh, the worst way to fight to the death? I really want to know what it is. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is a waste of effort. Haven't your master taught you?" Dong Sheng said with some amusement.

"Of course I've taught it, but there's one thing you may have heard."

"There are some truths that I don't know in the Three Realms?"

"A centipede insect will die without being stiff, but you are not a worm, but a dog, so you can only call the dog to jump over the wall!" Donghuang Yu said.
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