A cold light flashed across Li Mu's eyes.
"An extreme move?"
The two broadswords whistled.
"Original Cleaving Heavenly Broadsword!"
The forbidden move of the Giant Spirit Race's supreme Saber Dao also surged out.
"Boom!"
The broadsword light clashed with each other.
The Broadsword Principle collided.
Ling Yanjun's eyes suddenly flashed with an uncontrollable light of shock.
Because —
The oncoming Broadsword Intent instantly crushed the power of his new Air-destroying Broadsword. The power of annihilation enveloped him and destroyed all his defenses.
"How is this possible?"
He was shocked and quickly retreated, trying to get out of the battlefield.
However, the next moment, he was drowned by Li Mu's Broadsword Intent.
Annihilation.
Li Mu sheathed his broadsword and stood still.
In the void, wisps of black mist swirled.
Under the stone bridge, a roar rang out.
A huge black Kylin rushed up from the depths of the Demon Abyss.
Wherever it stepped, black flowers of demonic flames bloomed in the void.
The Kylin turned into Ling Yanjun.
"How did you get this power?"
Ling Yanjun landed on the stone bridge and stared at Li Mu.
"This young man is only at the beginning of the Emperor Realm. How did he master such amazing Broadsword Principle?"
"How did he crack my new Air-destroying Broadsword so easily?"
"Moreover, he used the profound meaning of the Original Cleaving Heavenly Broadsword."
"Is the new Air-destroying Broadsword I got after countless years of study inferior to the Original Cleaving Heavenly Broadsword of the Giant Spirit Clan?"
"No."
"It shouldn't be like this."
"In this world, you are not the only one who has mastered the two most powerful Broadsword Principles."
Li Mu said.
Li Mu didn't feel it was a pity that he couldn't kill Ling Yanjun with one strike.
This King Qilin had pledged allegiance to the Demon Ancestor a long time ago and obtained an immortal body that far surpassed ordinary Immortal Emperors' Blood Qi regeneration technique. As long as the black tide was endless, he would not die.
Previously, he had used his Broadsword Intent to drive away the black tide within a hundred miles.
Unexpectedly, he neglected the Demon Qi in the Demon Abyss under the stone bridge.
"Yes, I see."
Ling Yanjun suddenly came to a realization.
Back then, Li Mu used another kind of Broadsword Principle.
A Broadsword Principle she had never seen before.
With just a raise of his hand, he had defeated him.
Although this young man was only a low level emperor, his understanding of the dao of the blade had already surpassed him countless years ago.
His cultivation level did not increase, so he had been comprehending the Saber Dao all this time?
That was why he had such terrifying Sword Dao combat strength.
Ling Yanjun thought for a while and felt that she had completely understood everything.
"Since that's the case, I'll show you the real new Void Annihilation Blade."
Ling Yanjun's expression became sinister and treacherous.
Wisps of black Demon Qi emanated from his body.
It was completely different from the power of the Qilin Clan.
It was the aura of a demon.
The black energy swirled around Ling Yanjun's body like a giant black flame, causing his skin to gradually turn black. Black Qilin scales began to grow on his skin, including his face.
Creatures that submitted to the Demon Ancestor were naturally completely demonized.
Li Mu sneered.
"Back then, you had only come into contact with the power of the demons, and you were only a few hundred Qinkong Domains. Today, when everything you have comprehended and cultivated has turned to dust, all you can think of and take out is still the power of others. Haha, with your temperament, how can you talk about the way of the blade?"
Li Mu sneered.
Ling Yanjun burst into laughter. "In the opinion of fools, there is only the strong and the weak. There is no distinction between oneself and others. As long as you can defeat your opponent, you can use any power."
The broadsword in his hand also began to flash with a dark light.
It was the demon's scales.
The Qilin's scales and the demon's scales had finally merged.
Compared to countless years ago, Ling Yanjun's strongest power was only the use of the demon's scales. Obviously, he had improved.
"Now, how can you defeat me?"
Ling Yanjun was like a demon walking out of the abyss, bursting with pressure.
Li Mu did not answer.
He took out the broken plaque of the Southern Heaven Gate, pieced it together, and erected it on the stone bridge.
"Today, in front of this old friend, I will chop off your head."
Li Mu held the golden broadsword in both hands.
Once again, he released his Broadsword Intent Field.
It was as dazzling as silver and as dazzling as gold.
Sparse shadows slanted across the clear water, faint fragrance floated in the dusk of the moon.
It was as if the sun and the silver moon had risen above the sky at the same time.
Although it was not as domineering and violent as Ling Yanjun, there was a kind of unparalleled emptiness and immortal intent, as if an immortal king had ascended to the Ninth Heaven.
Ling Yanjun's eyes narrowed, and the domineering fighting intent in her heart was activated to the peak.
"Kill!"
The most powerful move of the Extreme Way poured out in torrents.
Li Mu's eyes were also swirling with gold and silver light.
A vertical eye opened between his eyebrows, peeping, and foreseeing everything.
"Kill!"
The Broadsword Intent Field also poured out.
Boom!
This was the final collision between the two most powerful broadswordsman in the world.
In an instant, there seemed to be a vast sun rising above the stone bridge.
The dazzling light shone over the entire Devil Court.
Layers upon layers of light radiated out in all directions.
The entire process was so long that it felt like countless hours had passed.
But the process was short, like a white steed flashing across a crack.
When the dazzling light dissipated.
The stone bridge was already covered with cracks.
Li Mu and Ling Yanjun were both standing on the bridge.
The airflow formed by the aftermath of the energy turbulence blew Li Mu's long hair, making it dance.
The double broadswords in his hands were no longer there.
On the other side, Ling Yanjun, the Dark Lord of the Kylin Clan, had no scars on her body, and the Magic Scale Double Broadswords in her hands were intact. She stared at Li Mu with dazzling eyes and said slowly, "Good broadswords."
Bang!
The black scales on his body were broken.
The Magic Scale Double Broadswords in his hands cracked and turned into black smoke.
Puff!
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
The blood mist sprayed into the void and instantly turned into black demonic qi, drifting away.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Black blood mist sprayed out from Ling Yanjun's body.
It was as if the blood in his body was being oppressed by a terrible force and couldn't wait to spurt out from every pore.
Bang!
He fell to the ground.
Li Mu walked over.
He grabbed Ling Yanjun's hair and dragged her to the broken [Southern Heavenly Gate] plate.
Ling Yanjun was extremely weak and couldn't struggle.
When he saw this tablet, he knew that he didn't feel wronged at all.
That crazy final attack had already cracked the stone bridge that the Demon Ancestor had strengthened. It had also annihilated countless Demon Soldiers who were watching the battle from a hundred miles away. However, the stone tablet that had been temporarily put together was still intact.
What did that mean?
It meant that Li Mu didn't do his best at all.
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