When Guan Shao rushed towards the natives of the Origin Realm, Yang Nu naturally felt all this.
"Such a terrifying smell... it's simply unheard of!"
His face was pale, and even his hands and feet were trembling.
At this time, even though he has reached the stage of King Wu Consummation, facing the person rushing towards them, he doesn't even have the courage to look directly at him!
"Your Excellency... Your Excellency!"
Facing Guan Shao, who was rushing towards him, Zhan Wuji forced an ugly smile on his face, and said in a dry voice: "I don't know why your Excellency has come..." Before he could finish his words, a robe shadow flashed in the sky,
With a bang, the place where Yang Nu was standing suddenly turned into a huge pit.
As for Yang Nu, he was completely destroyed, leaving not even a trace of flesh and blood.
At this moment, the biggest bright spot in Wei Zong's sea of consciousness also disappeared.
After seeing that their leader was killed in one blow, the remaining people were stunned, their hands and feet were cold, and they even forgot to resist.
This person's strength is simply unheard of and unimaginably powerful.
They were too scared to move, which was more convenient for Guan Shao.
With a wave of his hand, terrifying power fell from the sky, and a large number of people were directly destroyed by this power.
Facing Guan Shao, the people below had no power to resist at all. Even though they were large in number, tens of thousands in number, they were still of no use. It was simply a one-sided massacre.
Faced with such a situation, everyone could not help but feel despair in their hearts.
"Who will save us!"
You can't beat him, and you can't run away. You can only wait for someone to save you.
However, in this situation, who can come to save them?
at this time……
"Lord Sword Master, only Lord Sword Master can save us!" A frightened voice sounded with some hope.
The so-called Sword Master is actually the one they practiced the Thirteen Movements of Tianzong, the incarnation of Wei Zong.
After hearing this, other people reacted one after another.
"Yes, there is also Master Sword Master!"
"As long as we pray to Lord Sword Master, he will definitely come to save us!"
As a result, everyone closed their eyes and began to pray to the sword master they believed in, hoping that he could come and bring them life. The power of faith generated in despair was extremely pure and huge.
As they prayed, a massive amount of power of faith poured into Wei Zong's body along the mysterious connection.
At this time, the aura of the Kongwu Killing Sword on Wei Zong's body had gradually begun to rise, but after feeling the majestic power of faith, a strange look suddenly appeared on Wei Zong's face.
Although... I don't know why he suddenly has so much power of faith, but this means... he doesn't need to use the Nothing Killing Sword anymore. After all, with his current body in such a state that it can be said that he is at the end of his strength, he will not be able to use the Nothing Killing Sword again.
The consequences of such a high-load killing move are unpredictable. If one fails, the body may be completely shattered.
Wei Zong's behavior seemed a bit strange in Zhan Wuji's eyes.
He didn't understand why the terrifying aura disappeared.
"Is it because he is too injured to use such a move?" Zhan Wuji thought to himself.
After much deliberation, this is the only possibility.
A sneer appeared on Zhan Wuji's face: "If you really used that move, I would probably still be afraid of you, but since you can't use it, you will have no choice but to die! Humph, it seems that God won't even do it.
Help you!"
"You are wrong, it's because God refuses to help you!" The strange emotion on Wei Zong's face slowly subsided, and eventually turned into indifference. In his body, the power of faith that poured in was not absorbed by him.
Absorption. In fact, without the purifying spiritual imprint of Origin Qi, he would not absorb these powers of faith rashly.
Of course, rather than absorbing it, he has great use for the power of these beliefs.
All the power of faith poured into Wei Zong's left palm quietly. Wei Zong also gently moved his palm back, causing Wei Zong to make small movements. Zhan Wuji did not see it.
.
"Forget it, why am I talking to you so much! I'll just kill you!"
Zhan Wuji has lost his patience. Now he just wants to kill Wei Zong, who is in the way, so that he can go to the heart of Origin Qi and use Origin Qi to break through!
"go to hell!"
The red light flashed again, dragging a long tail flame directly to the front of Wei Zong.
Looking at this scene, Wei Zong also had a look of solemnity on his face. He took a gentle breath and suddenly pulled up the Ming Yuan from the ground with his right hand, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air and heading towards him.
Zhan Wuji stabbed him hard when he hit him.
"You still want to exchange injuries with me for injuries, are you worthy?"
A ferocious look flashed across Zhan Wuji's face, and his red palm grasped the stabbing blade of the sword.
Kaka!
After a few crisp sounds, Wei Zong's murderous sword was firmly held in his hand, unable to move.
At the same time, Zhan Wuji slapped Wei Zong's head with his other palm.
If this palm hit, Wei Zong's head would probably burst open like a watermelon.
However, his movements were very fast, and Wei Zong's movements were even faster.
I saw an afterimage flashing past, and Wei Zong's left hand had already arrived in front of Zhan Wuji's face. However, this palm seemed to be at a pure speed and did not have much power. Therefore, Zhan Wuji did not have much power for this palm.
How much do you care.
However, just such a seemingly soft palm directly killed him.
Wei Zong pressed his palm, and the massive power of faith contained in it poured out crazily, pouring into Zhan Wuji's sea of consciousness. Full of power of faith, without any purification, with countless spiritual imprints,
Directly entering Zhan Wuji's sea of consciousness instantly had a strong impact on his soul.
What's even worse is that because it was born out of extreme despair, the spiritual imprint of this power of faith is stronger and more powerful than before, and the consequences are also terrifying.
Almost in an instant, Zhan Wuji's fragile soul was overwhelmed. His soul was already in danger, spinning on the edge of collapse. Although he absorbed a lot of pressure from his daughter's soul, he barely reached a state of fragility.
balance. But once the power of faith is absorbed again, this fragile balance will be broken, leading to a complete collapse.
In fact, when the first ray of power of faith poured into his mind, Zhan Wuji felt that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw and retreat. Then Wei Zong had already planned it, how could he just withdraw like this? In an instant, countless powers of faith poured out.