The state of sanctification is different from the conventional accumulation of power. When calling the Dragon Top power in the Holy Sword, Corollan's sword force accumulates quickly and quickly, as if it had been achieved overnight. On the other hand, Hei Wukai seemed to be in the state where both sides were resting and recuperating just now, standing quietly in the air and not yet began to accumulate momentum.

A trace of regret flashed in Carolland's eyes. He originally wanted to fight happily, and borrowed the power of the Holy Sword, which was a bit shameless, but this was the command of the Holy Lord.

The regret in his eyes was fleeting, and replaced by the murderous intent that swarmed in. The swordsmen did not have so many bends and turned around. They never changed the decisions they had made, nor did they regret it.

Buzz!

The Apocalypse Holy Sword in his hand raised up, the sword body, arms, bodies, legs... everything was connected in an instant. The connected silver light deceived everyone's sight. Corollan and his sword turned into a huge holy sword in this instant.

The holy sword flew into the air, the human and sword were united, and suddenly emitted a brilliant light!

The holy sword has not been cut out, but the space around it has been twisted, and the aura of the sky has been pulled by the huge holy sword, as if all the power in the world has been sucked by the holy sword, gathering wildly as the only one!

The terrifying sword force made people feel disgusted, far exceeding the power that broke out when the two of them had fought most fiercely. Hei Wukai, who was still hanging in the air, was as weak as an ant in front of the surging sword force.

But at this moment, the ant said two words faintly from his mouth.

"Night King..."

Hei Wukai's face was calm, and he didn't seem to have any too sharp soul power dispersed, but the black dragon armor on his body and the black dragon sword in his hand suddenly trembled slightly, and the black surface seemed to be squirming.

The light of the holy sword opposite was even more intense, as if it turned into a sword-shaped sun, which made the surrounding stands scream. Under the dazzling light, they could not open their eyes at all, and could only judge the strength of both sides by their perception.

“…Yankill…”

Hei Wukai was still talking non-stop as if he was chanting a spell. At this time, the Black Dragon Armor and the Black Dragon Sword became a little out of shape, as if they had come alive, turning into black evil spirits and gathering in his hands.

At this time, Corollan would no longer give him more time and opportunities, and the holy sword slashed in the air!

It was a ten-meter-long holy sword with dazzling light and a destructive power that slashed towards Heiwukai's head in the sky.

White light suppresses and kills everything!

Holy Sword Heavenly Sword Soul Slash!

And at this moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Hei Wukai's mouth: "...Black Dragon Slash."

roar!

Without any warning, a terrifying force burst out in an instant, and a black evil aura soared into the sky, as if it turned into a huge black dragon, and rushed forward suddenly against the falling sword light.

It is not Yasha's swordsmanship or Shura's swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship that Heiwukai merges the leaders of the two families and integrates itself, and it is the dragon soul of the black dragon on the Shenlong Island.

Jiandao Night King Yan kills the Black Dragon Slash!

boom!

The terrifying sound of impact and shock directly shocked the disciples of the Tiger Top Saint Temple in the stands fainted. Even many ghost-level students could not help but cover their ears at this time.

A terrifying shock wave swept away from the intersection of the two, and the aroused dust hustle and clouded the entire arena shrouded in the holy pattern wall. Coupled with the evil light of the black dragon, the light of the holy sword was no longer so dazzling.

Many people squinted their eyes and looked at the scene, but saw two rays of black and silver rays facing each other in the air at this time.

The holy sword was already big enough, ten meters long, but the black dragon that exploded at that moment seemed to be even bigger than the holy sword. The terrifying dragon head bit it and its sharp teeth forced the holy sword to hold it in the air.

Buzz buzz

The holy sword was buzzing, and the black dragon was trembling.

It actually... blocked again?

Ye Motian clenched his fists hard, and around the arena stands, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, opened their mouths and couldn't speak, and became silent.

But Corollan couldn't believe his eyes. In his sanctified state, he used the ultimate kill, but was blocked by that kid again? Wait...

A look of shock and anger suddenly flashed in Corollan's eyes.

With two crisp sounds of "crack" sounds, the invincible holy sword incarnation was bitten out of cracks by the dragon teeth!

The defeat was like a mountain of defeat, and then he felt an irresistible terrifying force coming, and the cracks spread out in an instant.

"No!" Corollan roared.

Bang!

The holy sword was bitten to pieces in an instant! The momentum of sanctification disappeared immediately, revealing the true body of Corollan holding a broken sword. His face was filled with surprise and anger, but the next second...

roar!

The black dragon soared into the sky.

Corollan only had time to reveal his face at the moment when the sword collapsed, and then he was swallowed by the black dragon's big mouth.

The terrifying dragon roar spread, the black dragon flew into the sky, and the sound shook the sky!

The howling dragon roar, the ascending black dragon!

Layers of dust sprouted out, and the black dragon evil spirit that seemed to carry a terrifying nature quickly broke through the sky.

It arose from destruction, but it seems to purify everything. The black dragon rushing into the sky seemed to sweep away all the blood and killings in this arena, and finally turned into a pitch-black dot in the air...

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the small black dots that were gradually disappearing in the air.

Is it victory or defeat? Is it life or death?

A dignified swordsman, will Corollan die under the impact of the black dragon? Or will he rack the dragon marks in the sky and turn defeat into victory in the distance?

After all, he is the sword saint Corolla. He has experienced so many fierce battles in his life, and he can always turn danger into danger in desperate situations and create so-called miracles again and again...

Before the result comes, no one dares to determine the outcome.

Whether it is a supporter of the Holy City or a Rose, or a purely sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight like the Nine Gods, everyone was looking forward to it with complex thoughts, waiting for the feedback from the high altitude to return to the final result.

It didn't make everyone wait too long...

But in just a few dozen seconds, there seemed to be a crystal light flashing in the air. I couldn't see what it was, but I quickly fell towards the arena below.

Here comes!

The people of Rose felt a tight heart, but the people who supported the Holy City suddenly lit up. The silver light that was fed back was dazzling. You could tell at a glance that it was definitely not Hei Wukai's black dragon, but...

bass!

The light fell rapidly, but there was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Instead, it was inserted straight into Heiwukai not far away.

That's...

That was a broken sword!

The first half of the sword blade was gone, only half of the sword body was left, and there were still several cracked cracks left in the remaining half of the sword.

The sword body is already dull and no longer as glorious as the holy sword. The inner power has dispersed and becomes like ordinary iron. Only the vigorous word "Apocalypse" on the hilt of the sword can be seen from a master's hand, as if telling its former glory to future generations.

There is only sword, no one.

The scene suddenly became silent. Since Corollan debuted, the Apocalypse Holy Sword has never left his side, even when he sleeps, and he always holds it. What's more, the inheritance of the Apocalypse Holy Sword has passed down through generations. The first vow is that the sword is there, and the sword is destroyed and the person is killed!

Click!

Buzz...

The broken sword that was inserted into the ground raised up and a small piece of soil burst out. The sword body bounced on the ground, making a buzzing and trembling, as if it was the masterpiece of the sword saint.

All the supporters of the Holy City who were originally full of confidence were stunned and all turned into mutes.

"Damn it, old black is awesome!" Fantesey waved his fist hard, and it was already 2 to 0. The number one master on the opposite side also died. However, Lao Wang, the number one master on his side, has not yet entered the game. This wave has been stable: "We won!"

"What are you excited about? Why are you yelling?" Winnie said unhappily: "You are also a person who has stepped into the dragon level. Look at your never-before, isn't this a routine operation? Also, do you have any bad views on me? Didn't you see you so excited when I won just now?"

"Your opponent is not as powerful as Lao Hei's opponent."

"Bah!" Winnie glared at her eyes: "It's all Long Chu, who is shorter? Hey hey, Fantesey, Asiba, are you itchy or what? Do you want me to help you loosen it?"

"That's it! Little fat guy, you can't talk nonsense. Be careful, I'll beat you up with my sister." Clara smiled and said to the side: "It's all Long Chu, they are obviously as strong as they are."

Although Clara is not the strongest in the ghost class, she is definitely the most confident one... There is no way, she has a lot of money and looks beautiful, the key is that she is still very polite. She dares to make jokes about Lao Wang, and often makes Lao Wang have no temper. In this regard, she is really the number one in the ghost class.

Fantesey had to laugh, he didn't dare to argue with Clara. He had already experienced it, and he would definitely be scolded so much that he couldn't even open his mouth. Besides, who in the ghost class didn't know that Clara and Li Winnie were so good at wearing a pair of pants? They were the original shareholders of the new Aurora City Trade Center.

"That's it! Humph, or I have to say that Lala has seen the world." Winnie was a little more agitated and glared at Fantsey: "Just kill him, I'm here!"

What kind of sword saint is not a sword saint, but it is not just two hands and feet. Can it be too long to get out? Lao Hei was the first one in the ghost class to enter the dragon level except Wang Feng. During the years he stayed on Shenlong Island, Hei Wukai fought with the dragon level every day, and he also killed and recovered the Black Demon Dragon with his own calculations. He was determined and unintentional. It was natural to kill Corollan. You see, Hei Wukai was not injured after killing Corollan, so he was just a little worse than Hei Wukai, so of course he could do it!

The biggest misunderstanding of those who support the Holy City now is that they do not know that Shenlong Island has a magical magic that can slow down the flow of time. They are still looking at Rose and the people from the perspective of "half-year practice" and are still looking at these people from the perspective of "just a group of young geniuses". However, Rose Jiulong really has to count age, but it is actually the peak period of his prime in his prime at almost thirty years. However, the practice on Shenlong Island has no years and abnormal space laws, which makes their appearance unchanged.

"Win, win? We win?"

"Oh my God, this world is so crazy. Sword Saint Corollan was killed like this?"

"Rose is invincible! Hei Wukai is awesome!"

"We won!"

In the Rose Stand, a group of young people first came to their senses from the shock of the audience, jumped up from their seats with excitement, and shouted wildly.

This is really crazy. At the age of about twenty, in anyone's perception, he is just a group of young men, but he actually killed the top masters in the world in a head-on duel!

The people on the verdict were also excited, and a stout male disciple shouted excitedly: "I remember when we went to Rose to cause trouble, I was also the one who had a move with Heiwukai!"

"Don't gild your face, are you the one who lies down with one move? Or do you hit one of seventeen?"

"Get out! The fact is that I took Hei Wukai's move and didn't die. Are you not convinced?"

"Yes, yes, you deserve to be fierce. This is enough for you to brag for the rest of your life."
To be continued...