However, there were too many blood-colored sword beams, and Qian Renshang had a very difficult time dodging them.

A blood-red sword light flew past his arm, leaving a deep wound on his arm in an instant, and blood gushed out.

But Qian Renshang had no intention of retreating. He gritted his teeth and continued to shuttle through the sword beams, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Finally, Qian Renshang found a gap. He saw the gap when the King of Slaughter attacked and rushed towards the King of Slaughter.

The moment he approached the King of Slaughter, he concentrated all his strength on the Sword of the Fallen Angel and stabbed it towards the throat of the King of Slaughter at a tricky angle.

A trace of disdain flashed across the eyes of the King of Slaughter. He calmly swung the Shura Sword to block Qian Renshang's fatal blow. The two swords intersected, making a crisp sound of metal clashing and sparks flying.

"Do you think you can hurt me?" The King of Killing sneered and pushed hard, sending Qian Renshang flying again.

Qian Renshang knew very well that if he wanted to defeat the King of Killing, he must go all out.

He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and his aura suddenly rose.

Then, he roared, and nine hundred thousand year soul rings rose one after another from under his feet. Red light shot up into the sky, illuminating the surrounding darkness like a sea of ​​blood.

The terrifying pressure released by the nine hundred thousand year spirit rings made the air in the entire Slaughter City seem to freeze. The twelve-winged fallen angel spirit behind Qian Renshang shone brightly, and the wings flapped gently, bringing about waves of dark storms.

He held the Sword of the Fallen Angel in his hand, and a strong dark force lingered on the sword, as if it was echoing with the nine soul rings, pushing his strength to the peak.

"Kill!" Qian Renshang shouted and rushed towards the King of Killing like a black lightning.

The Fallen Angel Sword in his hand slashed out fiercely, and a dark sword energy with the power to destroy the world whistled out. This sword energy was more condensed than before, and the edge flashed with a cold light, as if it could cut through space. The King of Killing's face, which was originally full of confidence, finally showed a trace of shock and embarrassment. He never expected that Qian Renshang actually hid such a powerful power.

Faced with the fierce dark sword energy, he did not dare to be careless at all. He quickly grasped the Shura Sword with both hands, poured all his strength into it, and faced the dark sword energy.

"Boom!" The power generated by this collision was even more terrifying than before.

The blood-colored Shura sword energy and the pitch-black dark sword energy intertwined and collided with each other, bursting out with dazzling light. The light was mixed with the breath of destruction, tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the King of Slaughter involuntarily slid back several meters, and his feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground.

He steadied himself, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he roared, swinging the Shura Sword again. This time, he used one of the most powerful killing moves in the City of Slaughter - "Shura Blood Prison Slash".

I saw a bright blood light on the Shura Sword, and countless blood-colored rays shot out from the sword. These rays instantly gathered into a huge blood-colored vortex. Slight screams could be heard faintly from the vortex, as if countless wronged souls were struggling in it.

The blood-red vortex spun rapidly towards Qian Renshang. Wherever it passed, everything was sucked into it and turned into dust.

Qian Renshang did not retreat at all. His nine hundred thousand year soul rings glowed, and he displayed his unique skill created by integrating the power of his soul rings - "Fallen Angel Destroying the World".

The dark power on the Fallen Angel's Sword flowed like a substance, forming a huge black light wheel. Qian Renshang pushed the light wheel towards the bloody vortex.

The black light wheel and the blood-red vortex met in mid-air, and the two fought against each other, and for a while neither could gain the upper hand. (End of this chapter)

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