Chapter 652 The Strongest Sword

Han Xu's sword seemed extremely simple, but in fact it contained several profound sword meanings.

Han Xu downloaded Dugu Jiujian to the state of unity of heaven and man, and created the magical power of Wanjian Guizong. Although it was just a straight cut, it created endless sword energy around it and gathered on the Xuantie heavy sword.

The golden Buddha light of the Douzhan Sutra gave this magic sword a layer of sacred majesty. To a certain extent, it reproduced the wonderful Dao rhyme of the unity of Buddha and devil.

Coupled with the supreme imperial aura and unparalleled destructive aura of Nantian Emperor Yan, Han Xu's sword has reached the peak of his current strength.

Leng Wushuang just felt that this sword was very strong. If she were to resist it herself, the result would be death, but she could not feel how strong the upper limit of this sword was.

But Leng Hui was different. Leng Hui was already a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Realm of Creation. Under the Supreme Supreme, he was the king standing at the peak of the cultivation world. He could naturally feel how powerful Han Xu's sword was.

At least, when ordinary Heavenly Realm strongmen faced this sword, there was a probability of more than 80% that they would be killed instantly, and the remaining 20% ​​would be seriously injured and become disabled.

Even for Heavenly Realm strongmen who had comprehended the power of Tao, it would be very difficult to resist this sword head-on.

Because the power of Tao contained in this sword had actually reached the realm of Tongqiao.

Even a top strongman like Leng Hui had to be very alert to deal with it.

He held his breath and calmed down. Gray air currents rose from his feet, and these air currents turned into substantial murderous aura.

Leng Hui's black hair moved without wind, and his robe rustled. The substantial murderous aura gathered on his head and condensed into two gray flowers. Another flower only showed a little prototype and was not condensed successfully.

When the gray flower condensed, a gray domain spread out from Leng Hui's body. Wherever it passed, everything lost its color, and a thick death aura spread all around.

"This is the power of Taoism close to the Three Flowers Realm!" Han Xu exclaimed as he looked at the gray flower on Leng Hui's head. He had learned about the realm of power from Master Kujie, and also learned that the current limit of Taoism in the world is the Three Flowers Realm.

Unexpectedly, Leng Hui's Taoism power is only one step away from the Three Flowers Realm.

This domain full of death is the domain magic power condensed by Leng Hui using the power of Taoism. In the gray space, he is the killing god who dominates life and death.

The only thing with color in this gray domain is the sword energy slashed by Han Xu.

Han Xu's Taoism power has also entered the Tongqiao realm. Although there is still a gap compared to Leng Hui, it is the same level of power after all. Therefore, Leng Hui's domain cannot erase Han Xu's power in a short time.

Although it cannot be erased, it can greatly reduce the power of this sword.

The light on the sword energy became weaker and weaker, and gray lines appeared in the sword energy. Han Xu's body was also covered by Leng Hui's domain. A bone-chilling cold came over him. He felt as if he was cast under a spell of immobilization. He could not move his whole body, and it was extremely difficult to even take a step.

In Leng Hui's hand, a willow-leaf long knife appeared out of thin air. The blade passed through, and an extremely sharp blade light slashed out, colliding head-on with Han Xu's Wanjian Guizong.

Leng Wushuang only felt that the whole world was shaking fiercely. On the barrier around the hall that was constantly blessed by the masters of the Wugui Sect, visible cracks appeared. This barrier that could withstand the full force of the strong men in the realm of creation seemed to be broken at any time because it could not withstand the powerful power of the two.

"Is he really just in the realm of creation?" Leng Wushuang asked himself. No matter from which angle, Han Xu's aura was indeed the aura of the realm of creation, but the strength he showed was beyond the reach of most of the strong men in the realm of creation.

Compared with Han Xu, her self-righteous strength was not even as good as trash. If Han Xu had used this sword when fighting with her, I'm afraid her body would be cold now.

"No wonder he dared to tease me like this!" Leng Wushuang thought, but when she thought of the word tease, she couldn't help but think of that embarrassing scene in her mind, and she felt ashamed again.

The next moment, she began to worry about Han Xu again.

This was probably the most contradictory moment in Leng Wushuang's life.

Although she thought Han Xu had been frivolous with her and should be punished, deep in her heart, even she herself did not realize that she had already admitted that Han Xu was indeed the best man she had ever seen in her life.

Although she said that she wanted Han Xu to be punished, she used the excuse of abiding by the sect's rules in her heart and did not want Han Xu to really get into trouble.

The power of Han Xu and Leng Hui offset each other in the void. In the end, Leng Hui's power was stronger. Han Xu's sword energy was shattered by the blade. When the blade light, which had lost most of its power, came to Han Xu, there was not much power left.

Relying on the power of the demon king's body and the fighting Buddha's body, Han Xu resisted the knife, leaving a light white knife mark in front of him, but it was not broken.

However, the remaining power of Taoism in this knife invaded Han Xu's body, and he spent a lot of effort to barely resolve it.

At this time, Han Xu was suppressed by the gray area, and it was almost impossible for him to hit the strongest sword again, but he still did not give up.

He still had a trump card that he hadn't played yet, which was the Ziwei soft sword that turned into a dragon-shaped tattoo on his right arm. Although he couldn't activate the power of the Ziwei soft sword, he could just use the sword itself to resist the fatal attack.

Han Xu didn't know if it would work, but he had to try it, because he had no other means to fight Leng Hui.

Han Xu didn't have much time to react, because Leng Hui had raised the long sword in his hand, so Han Xu could only concentrate all his true energy on his right arm, and the purple dragon tattoo lit up with a faint purple light, but that was all.

At this time, Leng Hui came directly to Han Xu from a distance as if he had teleported, and the cold long sword was placed on Han Xu's shoulder.

Leng Hui said: "That's enough, put away your sword, I have recognized your strength."

After that, Leng Hui seemed to have changed into a different person. He was full of murderous intent just now, as if the God of Killing had descended to the world, but in the blink of an eye, he restrained all the murderous intent and turned into a middle-aged elder who cared about his back.

The two states before and after were simply two extremes.

Not to mention Han Xu couldn't understand, even Leng Wushuang couldn't figure out what Leng Hui was up to.