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In the small world of emptiness and ten directions, Zhao Han's whole body is dressed in red without wind. A small part of her long hair was held in her thin lips, and she enjoyed the bloody Hongling from the corners of her mouth. Her two long swords were tied by countless white silk, swimming around her.

"Hongling, the emperor of Chu, you are more powerful than I imagined. Just now I broke 111 pieces of causal white silk, which is equivalent to hitting you 110 times! But now it seems that you still have spare power to maintain your own cultivation. Monsters like you should not exist in this world

The more he watched the young emperor in white, the more frightened Zhao Han felt. It's hard to imagine that there are people in this world who are still alive because of the heavy damage of her causal white silk. What's more, although Hongling has been vomiting blood, her breath has been maintained at a critical point all the time.

Zhao Han's strength can not be further damaged by his own strength. This man is more in control of his own blood and power than anyone else in the world. And, just as the offensive came to a standstill, he had recovered part of his injury.

"Has Miss Zhao Han finished?" Hung Ling raised his hand and quickly combined the ten Yu Shen swords into one and held them in his hand.

The nine turn Xuangong in his body was urged to the extreme, drawing great spiritual power from the void. The whole small world is surrounded by white spiritual fog, becoming more and more condensed. He put his hand on the sword to make it more sharp.

"Your causality is strong enough, but what I want to say is that I am stronger!" The emperor of the state of Chu took a sword flower and chopped it forward. Hiss! Several hidden in the void of white silk was cut by his sword, making Zhao Han face surprised.

"No way! With your power, even if you can mobilize the power of the small world, you can't shake my cause and effect. White silk is! " She stares at the Yu Shen sword, trying to find out the secret of the sword cutting the causal white silk.

"Don't look at it. The reason why I can cut off the causal white silk is just a simple sword meaning!" Seeing that she didn't seem to believe her, Hong Ling waved her sword again.

It is more than a dozen white silk was cut off by his life, making Zhao Han's face gloomy to the extreme. It is absolutely impossible to cut off the causal white silk with ordinary sword intention. So, what's the problem? She carefully sensed the strength of Hong Ling, and suddenly her body trembled.

"Your power, how can the law of heaven exist?" Zhao Han himself also failed to find that her tone has taken a hint of shaking.

The emperor of the state of Chu bestowed his sword intention with the power of heaven, and could indeed cut off anything. However, how could such a young monk have the power of the way of heaven? Moreover, he can integrate the power of heaven into the sword, and his understanding of heaven has reached a very high level.

"I'm sorry, I don't think it's necessary to answer you!" Ignoring Zhao Han's words, Hong Ling's figure flashed, and the man burst out with his sword.

The huge sword is intended to form a dark golden storm all over his body and cut off all the causal white silk entangled with him. These swords are full of the laws of heaven, and each of them is enough to severely damage the Taiyi God state master. Even Zhao Han, a top demon, is no exception!

"Why didn't your majesty tell me?" Zhao Han stares at him timidly, then lowers his head and pulls at his sleeve.

"Why should the dead know so many secrets?" Hongling's body shape is approaching the extreme, like white lightning, cutting off the causal white silk along the way.

Hum! Suddenly, a clear sword chant sounded in the void. Zhao hansu grasped two long swords and let the white silk tied on the swords pierce into his own skin. Red blood, from her indistinct vein, flowed into the sword along the white silk, and slowly dyed the two sharp blades red.

One after another mysterious notch on the sword, with a trace of strange blood halo. At the moment of their appearance, the vast sword meaning suddenly congealed in the void. However, the essence of these swords is a ghost baby crying bitterly.

GAH! Harsh screams, constantly impact on the periosteum, let Hongling ears slowly exude dark red blood. His body trembled, and his blurred vision caught two scarlet swords from the air raid.

Keng! Yu Shen quickly sweeps out Zhao Han's two long swords at the same time. Hongling has not yet shaken open, chest has been countless white silk penetration. These if parasitic nematode like silk thread, constantly swimming in his chest, cutting and blocking his Qi pulse, making his strength suddenly drop.

He raised his head and saw Zhao Han, who was holding two swords, gently backward. He was putting the blade of the sword against the white silk with a smile. Without waiting for him to make a move, the woman in red has already cut off the double swords.

Hiss! Countless white silk cut again, making Hongling spit out scarlet blood. His divine sense was keen to capture that part of the cut silk thread still remained in his body, constantly swimming and destroying his body. Even the gas engine that he finally gathered up was completely defeated.

The sight is almost submerged by the darkness, and even the divine consciousness becomes stagnant because the body is constantly destroyed by the white line. Hong Ling felt that his body became heavy, as if under a huge stone, making it difficult for him to exert his due strength. He had to admit that Zhao Han was indeed the most powerful one among the Taiyi Shenzhou masters he met."What's the matter, your majesty, did you say you would kill me?" Zhao Han's dancing double swords with a smile, and the red dress slowly dissolves into countless scarlet ghosts. Even her figure, at this time, is rapidly expanding.

Soon, she became a giant ten feet high. What's even more alarming is that her figure has completely changed. Originally inclined to the world's appearance, into a rough man. Half of his face was destroyed by what kind of force, leaving nothing but white bones.

Step by step, the giant went to the emperor of Chu and thrust two swords into his back. Hiss! The double swords pierced through his chest, making Hong Ling hum. He has no time to mobilize the air to suppress the injury, the giant has kicked it in the air.

Bang! Just like a giant's fist, it's like a huge storm. He was originally weak because of too much power of the small world, and was hit by bursts of blood mist. Its consciousness is more likely to disintegrate.

"The secret of the power of the small world is still a little short of being fully understood." The corners of Hong Ling's mouth continued to spray blood, and his body became rickety.

This giant is Zhao Han's noumenon, and his use of the power of the world has reached a perfect level. His every blow can give full play to the power of the small world, making all the attacks so powerful that people can't resist.

"Ha ha! Your majesty, it's good to be near death The giant's fist kept falling, but the tone was feminine. Such a contradictory scene is chilling. "Don't you want to kill me? Come on! Come on! Come and kill me

Hongling slowly closed her eyes and carefully sensed the giant's every move. He did not capture Zhao Han's own will of heaven, as if completely disappeared in general. But he understood that Zhao Han's world will must exist. However, he did not know where the will of heaven had gone.

Boom! Another punch hit hard on the head, and Hongling finally realized. Zhao Han's small world is these causal white silk, but it is her own who controls the white silk. She is perfectly integrated with the small world. So the power of the small world will not do any harm to it.

Moreover, because of the integration of heaven's will, her every move is in line with Tao's will. This is the foundation of his strength, this is his invincible secret. Both the giant and the woman in red are real. In the small world, all the rules can be changed at will.

"I see, I see!" Hong Ling smile, the next moment was a bloody ghost hit. He puffed out a mouthful of dead blood, but there was a gentle smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at! A dying man, what are you laughing at! What's funny? Even you want to laugh at my ugly appearance The giant was angry, and his killing intention was more serious.

Bata! A bloodstained hand gently blocked the huge fist. Zhao Han stares at the emperor of Chu, whose white clothes are stained with blood. His face is full of doubts. This guy, how can he block his own blow?

"Miss Zhao Han, no, no! Mr. Zhao Han, is this game over? " Hongling gently shook the giant back, and a piece of dark gold dragon scales began to form on her body. The dark golden arc, which hovered above these scales, made him look like a critical young god.

"It's over?" Zhao Han shook his head. "I haven't played enough. Before you die, how can this game end?"

"Not necessarily!" Hong Ling shook her head, "kill you, the game is over!"

"Ha ha ha ha!" The ten foot tall giant suddenly burst into laughter, "kill me? What do you take against me! Can only cut off my cause and effect, white silk, this can not kill me! So, what kind of power do you want to use now to kill me who is even stronger than you? "

Brush! Hongling, who was completely dragon like, suddenly appeared in front of the giant's forehead and swept out with one foot.

Boom! The majestic air waves burst in Zhao Han's forehead, just like a tidal wave. His huge body, hurled towards the distance, even the skull was kicked concave.

"How can this happen, you guy, how can you have the spare power to use such a powerful small world force?" Zhao Han touched the blood stains on her forehead in disbelief, and frowned slightly. "People who have not thoroughly refined the small world and the will of heaven can't always use the power of the small world. You can't launch such a powerful attack!"

"But! I have refined the will of heaven, and integrated the small world into the sea of God Hongling raised her hand slightly, and the power of the world appeared in her palm, which made Zhao Han pale. He stepped in the air, and his sword sense rose three points. His sharp point was that he constantly crushed the ghost baby of Zhao Han's causal white silk and blood clothes.

"No way! Refining the will of the world requires a lot of the power of heaven. It takes more power to melt the small world. Such a huge force of heaven can only be bred by some precious heavenly things. How can you have such a huge power of heaven in a short time

Zhao Han stares at Hong Ling, her eyes full of killing intention. He collected the power of heaven and spent tens of thousands of years. But even so, he still slaughtered a lot of creatures, and then condensed these causal white silk, weaving it into another small world.Zhao han paid a heavy price for the power of heaven consumed by the deformed small world. The reason why he became what he is today has something to do with it. But why, the emperor of Chu, in such a short period of time, can completely solidify his small world, and also refine the will of heaven.

"What is your secret?" At this time, Zhao Han's intention of killing is full of chest. Step by step, Zhao Han walks towards Hongling in the air.

His whole body, all the causal white silk and bloody ghost baby slowly merged into the two long swords, which gave birth to the extreme edge. His huge body burns up and slowly turns into a woman in red. He shoots at Hongling with his sword.

"There are so many secrets in me!" Hong Ling shook her head and looked at her with pity. "It's a pity that you don't have a chance to know."

Brush! Zhao Han, with Yu Shen in his hand and Zhao Han with two swords in his hand, passed by in a wrong way, and in an instant he cut off a head with a charming appearance. Zhao Han's sword, which was ten times stronger than before, could not meet the emperor of Chu. Under the edge of the God Yu, the two Taiyi artifacts were directly broken into two and completely destroyed.

"So, is this the real power of the small world?" Hongling ignores Zhao Han's body and slowly regains his breath. After a long time, he restored his cultivation to the peak state and murmured: "the five divine realms are dead. It's time to close the net! In this world, it's time to see my big Chu's military front! "

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