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Chapter 280 The Sword of Time

Yang Wuyue took off the two swords and opened the bow left and right. It was also a terrifying critical sword, and he started killing with the most ferocious and sharp golden way. These innate strong men could not even touch the trajectory of the way, they just had no skills.

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Yang Wuyue's brute strength is comparable to the Xiantian Golden Pill, coupled with the explosive power of more than 200,000 Xiantian Yuan, which is steadily around one million kilograms, this is already the threshold of the virtual realm. One face-to-face, fifteen Xiantian

More than half were killed or injured.

Go straight to Gu Yong to kill him.

"Hahaha, Gu Yong, aren't you going to kill me? So what if we have a hundred thousand troops? Let's see how I take your head!" Yang Wuyue said sternly.

"So cruel!"

"madman!"

He actually wanted to challenge an army of 100,000 people alone, and killed several innates in one confrontation. Gu Yong, who was seventh on the Heavenly Ranking, couldn't even take down three of his swords.

"Kill!" Gu Yong quickly ordered: "Charge and kill! Crush him to death!"

"kill!"

The war cavalry started galloping, and the mountains shook and the ground shook in an instant. Those who were watching the battle all turned pale. Even if they were just watching the battle, they only felt their mouths were dry.

"Cang!"

The black and white Xuanjian shines with a strange light, and the two sharp edges, one black and one white, emit cold light. Hunting in black, his two swords are pointed at the ground at 45 degrees by his sides. The aloof figure is like a killing demon, welcoming

The thousands of troops and horses walked away slowly like this.

"sky!"

"I really went!"

With his own strength to fight against that terrifying battle formation, it looked like his brain was a little hard to use, but Yang Wuyue just faced him up, and his aura that could defeat even one man, even overwhelmed the terrifying one.

Is the battle formation an illusion?

No! Of course not.

The killing began, without using the detached sword energy to sweep across, Yang Wuyue's two swords danced, with a cold light, the swords collided, close combat!

Fight in close combat like an acquired warrior, and use the simplest weapons to kill.

Fast, too fast, dazzling sword skills, one sword to seal the throat.

They all sealed their throats with one sword, without exception.

Yang Wuyue's sword was fast, but his forward speed was not fast. He walked forward step by step, causing people to turn on their backs wherever he passed.

It was like a big river suddenly hitting a pillar, but the pillar was not broken, but kept attacking forward.

With a blazing rainbow piercing the sun in one hand and a powerful sea returning to the origin in the other, Yang Wuyue gradually walked into the battle formation.

The black and white swords fully show their sharpness.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Death! Death! Death!

He just fought his way in, and kept getting closer to the central army's position.

"How is this possible?"

Those powerful Houtian warriors, those invulnerable cold iron heavy armors, were just like paper to Yang Wuyue, and no one could even come within one foot of him.

No one could even make him stop.

"I don't believe that his power is infinite."

"Fire the arrow!"

"Fire the arrow!"

"Fire the arrow!"

The overwhelming rain of arrows fell, and the volleys were fired again and again to consume Yang Wuyue's power. Yes, Gu Yong planned to consume him to death. Even the true energy of an innate strong man would be exhausted.

But he didn't know that Yang Wuyue practiced the art of body refining between gods and demons. Chiming's divine power could absorb the light of the sun and moon and recover. He possessed 700,000 kilograms of divine power, but he only needed 10,000 kilograms to fight with sword skills.

The strength can kill Houtian warriors. The consumption is almost nothing.

If you want to kill him, you may not need an army of millions. An army of 100,000 is simply unrealistic.

"Too cruel!"

Everyone watching the battle was stunned. Various news spread rapidly everywhere. One hundred thousand people strangled one person. They had run out of bows and arrows, so they could only take turns to step forward and strangle. And Yang Wuyue did not stand still, his speed was amazing.

Extremely fast, he rushes into the crowd at every turn, and no one can stop him wherever he passes.

Crush him all the way forward, and if he really gets in front of Guyong and forces him to retreat, then all the old faces of Qinghu Island will be thrown into it.

"That's crazy!"

The killing started in the morning and continued until the sun set in the west. Yang Wuyue's speed did not slow down, but the Silver Dragon Army had collapsed. They were an army, they were elites, but they were not fools. They could attack without fear of death, and fight with

Other armies clashed, but so many people were killed, and the corpses behind them filled the long road.

Yang Wuyue is still advancing, but they no longer dare to attack.

"Retreat, they retreat!"

"It's not that we retreated, it's that we didn't dare to attack!"

"Afraid of death!"

"This Yang Wuyue is really a killer, this is too cruel."

There was a strange posture in the field. Yang Wuyue, one man with two swords, slowly moved forward, frightening the army of 100,000 to retreat. No, less than 80,000 to be precise. He killed more than 20,000 people in one day. There was nothing he could do, he

The sword is too fast.

He rushed into the crowd with both hands, killing several people and fell to the ground in a second.

The weapons in the hands of those at the front were trembling slightly.

"Don't retreat, keep killing!"

"Raise an army for a thousand days, use it for a while, and kill those who retreat in the face of battle!"

"Whoever hurts him with a sword will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and the secret book of the earth's level!"

"Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a million taels of gold and the secret book of heaven level!"

The few remaining innate masters dare not go up again, but they can supervise the army.

"kill!"

There must be a brave man who is seriously injured. To retreat at this moment is to die. They also became red-eyed and killed again.

The bright moon hung high, casting a gleam of light. The battle was still going on, and the smell of killing made the bright moon look faintly red.

"Violent! Fierce!"

Yang Wuyue's sword soul is ferocious. The sword is a killing weapon with a blood-stained edge.

"The way of the bright moon!"

At this moment, he actually understood another way. The way of the bright moon is the way in the Qinglian Sword Song. His sword changed, it was no longer water and fire, but the cold bright moon.

It's just different from the light moon in the poem Qinglian Sword Song, his moonlight is full of destruction and killing.

"Huh? The speed has become faster?" He could feel that he was killing more easily. "No! It's not that my speed is faster, but their speed is slower?"

"That's not right, it's time!"

The rotation of the sun and the moon is like the years. The bright moon traveling thousands of miles to send my longing for you is actually a longing that spans time and space.

"Cang!" Yang Wuyue struck out with a sword, faintly changing the years, and he once again felt the power of the years.

One sword, two swords, three swords, Yang Wuyue is describing the power of the years. The rotation of the sun and the moon is time. The change of sunset and moon makes him further understand the Nine Heavens Diagram of Chiming. The power of the lunar sun,

It seems to be the basis for his ability to condense time.

Based on the two principles, we can truly understand the power of the lunar years.

"This is my way!"

"Epiphany!" Gu Yong clenched his fists and veins popped out. He felt a wave of heaven and earth in Yang Wuyue. "He is enlightening. So this child is still on the edge of the innate golden elixir and has not yet entered the void. He must be killed.

he."

"Junior Brother Xu, please quickly send a message back to the clan and ask the master to take action."

"Master?" The faces of the several innates all changed greatly, but looking at the young man in front of them, they all finally showed joy. If the master came, he would be killed in an instant.


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