"I am...the leader of the Mist Clan!"

With a low roar, the Lord of Mist slowly stood up straight, facing the strong wind in his face.

His will drove the Miracle Will, causing the power of Miracle Will to surge several times, instantly suppressing the black mist, and the magic sword began to tremble again.

After all, nothing can compete with the will of miracles.

Facing the one-sided suppression, Feng Qi did not feel happy.

He once again felt the "unyielding will" of the magic sword rising into the sky.

As he watched, the black mist silhouette that transformed in front of the Lord of the Mists began to solidify.

This time, the silhouette of the black mist wielding the sword is no longer a replica of the Lord of the Mist, but has become a female figure.

This figure is very familiar to Feng Qi.

He is the true master of the magic sword and the only obsession in Chaotian's heart.

The strongest genius ever in the Sword Clan, Chao Xuan.

Chao Xuan's figure stood there. Although he made no movement, the power of the magic sword began to increase rapidly.

At this time, the magic knife used the miraculous will in the main body of the mist as a whetstone.

The stronger the whetstone, the sharper the knife.

Looking at Chao Xuan formed by the gathering black mist, countless memory scenes vaguely appeared in Feng Qi's mind.

"Old woman, even if I turn into a sword, I will still walk with you."

"Sister, this is the agreement between us. Even if the enemy is a god, you and I can kill the god!"

…

boom!

The momentum of the demon sword surged at this moment.

Kill the sky! Kill the earth! Kill the gods!

The three strongest swordsmanship marks that Demon Sword realized during the challenge to ascend to the gods appeared on the surface of Demon Sword.

Under the suppression of Miracle Will, the power of the magic knife began to gradually increase, becoming sharper and sharper as it was sharpened.

The disadvantages eventually balance out again.

The left eye is purple, the right eye is black, the Lord of Mist and the Demonic Sword each occupy half of the body, and the fierce battle has not stopped.

Even though he was far away, Feng Qi still felt frightened.

How strong is the Lord of Mist's obsession with resurrecting the people? He knows clearly from dealing with multiple timelines.

By reading the memory screen, he also knew how much the magic sword wanted to "kill the god".

The will of miracles made the Lord of the Mists powerful, but it also aroused the unyielding will in the Demon Sword's heart.

Every time the power of Miracle Will becomes stronger, the Demonic Sword will increase by one point.

This is the horror of the Demon Sword Ascension Challenge.

The enemy is a whetstone.

It is unclear how strong the future demon sword will be.

But just looking at the future dream of the previous timeline, the Demon Sword was able to fight against the Lord of the Mist at its peak, which shows that the Demon Sword at that time had a powerful strength that was not weaker than that of miraculous items.

It's no wonder that Demon Sword is looking for qualified opponents to challenge.

The ultimate goal of the God Ascension Challenge is not to become a god, but to become a god slayer.

Feng Qi was completely shocked by the magic knife.

The future potential of this magic sword is unimaginable.

boom!

At this moment, a loud noise brought Feng Qi's thoughts back.

Looking up, Chao Xuan's figure slowly raised the sword in his hand and stood it in front of his chest.

At this moment, Feng Qi vaguely saw a familiar memory picture.

That was the first time Chao Xuan taught Chao Tian how to practice swordsmanship.

"Brother, I'm optimistic about this move."

Memory overlapped with reality, and Chao Xuan also wielded an unpretentious sword at this time.

The shadow of the magic sword condensed in the sky in an instant, and it slashed forward.

Feng Qi looked in the direction where the magic sword was waving, and found that a small mountain peak to the east was split into two, and then the sound of the mountain breaking into pieces reached his ears.

boom!

It was like the sky was falling apart and the ground was shaking uncontrollably.

After this blow, the power of the magic sword increased.

But the Lord of the Mist also did not give in. Under the influence of his will, the disadvantage was quickly reversed.

This invisible battle is not only a confrontation between the Miracle Will and the Demonic Sword, but also a confrontation between the Lord of the Mist and Chaotian.

In the previous line of the future, the confrontation between the two takes place in the future world 1500 years later.

But for this future line, this battle has come early.

The same thing is that they are in a stalemate again in this battle, and no one has an absolute advantage.

It's like a fateful battle, or history repeating itself.

As the battle escalated, it was clear that the Lord of Mist's body could no longer bear it, and cracks appeared on its surface.

When the body of the Lord of Mist was on the verge of collapse, Feng Qi suddenly became anxious.

If the battle continues, even if the Lord of the Mists can win, he will inevitably die.

Just when Feng Qi wanted to forcefully activate the divine body again and intervene in the battle at the risk of death, an accident happened.

The magic sword suddenly broke away from the Lord of Mist's right hand and flew into the hand of Chao Xuan's figure in front of him.

At this moment, she looked back at the Lord of Mists.

The Lord of the Mist also came to his senses at this time. Without the control of the magic knife, his eyes returned to normal.

Neither of them spoke, just looked at each other.

At this moment, the magic sword trembled, and the black mist figure slowly spoke:

"You are qualified to be my whetstone. I will remember you and leave your name for future battles."

"Miyue."

"I remember it. I hope you won't fail on the road of growth. I will wait for you in the future."

After the words fell, the magic knife slowly turned around.

"your name!"

Just as the magic sword was about to leave, the Lord of the Mist asked.

"Magic Sword·Chaotian."

"Are you interested in becoming my weapon?" The Lord of the Mist said these words with confidence on his face, without the slightest worry that the magic sword would retaliate.

"No interest. You have the same extremely firm obsession as me. You are not suitable for holding a sword. You are the strongest sword in your own right."

After the words fell, Chao Xuan's figure shattered, the magic knife soared into the sky, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

When the war ended, it was a mess for several kilometers.

Feng Qi came to the Lord of Mist at this time:

"Old fan, how are you?"

"Don't worry, I have no problem, Demon Sword... Chaotian, I remember him. He taught me how to drive the will of miracles. I should thank him."

Looking at the direction where the magic sword disappeared, the Lord of the Mist stood with his hands behind his hands, a bright smile on his face.

After hearing these words, Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back."

Saying that, the Lord of Mist turned around indifferently, and then fell straight down.

Feng Qi:......

Looking at the unconscious Lord of the Mist, Feng Qi felt helpless.

"I can't hold it anymore. Why are you pretending to be so cool?"

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