Chapter 359 (2/2)

He entered Taoism with Confucianism, and his whole body was wrapped with spiritual power and soft, but it contained incomparably powerful momentum.

”Mountains and rivers are broken!” Jiang Hao roared with anger, and the knife in his hand was directly waved out.

On the chopping knife, there was an incomparably strong momentum. Even Jiang Hao was dissatisfied with the overwhelming destruction.

Destruction!

This is Jiang Hao's biggest harvest in the past three years. He did not touch his own Tao, but he touched the edge of destruction.

There are thousands of roads, but destruction is the source of the road.

Destruction is death, death is the end, but no one can go to the end of destruction, and no one knows what the end of destruction is.

What is the end of destruction? The end of destruction is death!

But is that really the case?

Jiang Hao didn't understand, and neither did he.

However, he knew that the end of destruction was not a tomb, and even if it was a tomb, the grave was full of flowers.

”Sonorous!” The sword and the sword collided together, and Jiang Hao was directly hit and flew out. On the edge of the knife, there was also a thread of curly blade.

Poof!

Jiang Hao vomited a mouthful of blood, with a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

There is a gap in the sword, which is enough to see how powerful the power of Qingming long sword is.

”I said where you came from self-confidence, originally because you touched the edge of the road of destruction. Unfortunately, this is not the arrogant capital of you and me.” Gu Yue shook her head, and then stood up. The green sword in her hand coagulated again. Looking at Jiang Hao's eyes, she also had a thick cold color: ”you have lost the battle between Confucianism and martial arts.”

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, he slowly stood up, spit out a mouthful of red blood, has dyed his clothes, but he does not care, he gently stroked the blade of the chopping immortal knife, his eyes still with crazy fighting spirit.

He had been with him for four years and killed countless enemies. He was always invincible, and no one could stop him. Now, Gu Yue has cut a gap in the blade of the knife.”How can I be defeated if I am not dead?” Jiang Hao looked indifferent, and his eyes at the ancient moon were full of fighting spirit.

If he is not dead, he is not defeated. If he is dead, there is no way to fight, then he will be defeated!

Gu Yue heard Jiang Hao's words, and her eyes were filled with scorn. She saw the green sword in his hand waving, and suddenly a great momentum of literature and Confucianism rose to the sky.

”A gentleman is honest and upright!” Gu Yue drank softly, and his whole body was as powerful as a rainbow. Then the sword in his hand stabbed at Jiang Hao directly, but Jiang Hao felt a powerful sword of Wen and Confucianism.