The first thousand four hundred and sixty-ninth chapters: the wrath of the holy king-level powerhouse
In the independent void, the black torrent is fragmented, and nine sword lights shine in one direction, slashing the heaven and earth, revealing boundless edge and killing.
Mingyang himself is like a great emperor.
Controlling these several sword lights, they stood there, so vast that the pressure of the black torrent was dispersed!
"cut!"
The tenth sword, the ten strikes to cut the sky, merged together, and the nine sword lights flashed together, all as tall as a mountain, they gathered in an instant and were incorporated into the long sword.
The heaven and earth buzzed, like laws and principles, which were unbearable. Mingyang's body was pierced with sharp edges, and thunder patterns appeared on his body.
Ten strikes combined into one, obviously, he himself was a little reluctant!
boom!
With ten blows from the sky, it was completely cut off.
"This is the emperor's method. It has ten complete attacks. It is the only one combined. The killing power is astonishing. Even the powerful Saint King is not willing to face it directly!"
"Such martial arts, sword skills, and sharpness are too terrifying. Among our clan, even that person once said that ten strikes combined into one should be treated with care!"
Many masters of the Nether Race looked sideways, showing expressions of shock.
They were talking, and their hearts were shaking like thunder, and they couldn't calm down.
In everyone's eyes, they only saw a flash of sword light, tearing apart the black torrent, enveloping everything around it, and slashing it down.
It seems that even the sky is still killing!
unstoppable!
Above the light of the sword, the laws and principles appear extremely small, containing everything he has as a great sage. A scene of a small world emerges, beheaded, broken, and each world is disillusioned in the light of the sword.
, traceless.
Dissipating, returning to ruins!
boom!
Chu Feng's sword prison was also tumbling. Before the light of the sword touched it, his figure was shaking, and there seemed to be gaps in the sword prison.
A large number of sword nets seemed to be broken.
"call!"
Chu Feng carried the sword box on his back and all the ancient swords returned together. He suddenly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The moment it opened again, the Shura sword light became everything, and the demon's wings dimmed, as if they could not hold up and were about to dissipate.
Buzz!
From the center of Chu Feng's eyebrows, a strange pattern appeared, like handwriting, which was difficult to identify.
He raised his hand slightly, the sword net was being pulled up, and the sword prison seemed to be alive. Thousands of sword energies vibrated together, revealing endless sword light.
next moment.
The heaven and earth inside the body opened up, like a complete heaven and earth, suddenly imprinted from nothingness, forming substance, grass, trees, rocks, stars, rain and dew.
reflected in it.
"Is this a saint's world? A small world opened up?"
"It comes from the transformation of the domain and belongs to itself. It can store its own origin and so on. It can also store the power of heaven and earth. Any saint or strong person can control it. The more powerful it is, the more perfect it can be opened up..."
"but."
"Isn't he a ninth-grade saint? Why is his saint's world so perfect? Or is this just a reflected vision of a saint!"
Many people were surprised, made a sound, looked at the world where Chu Feng was, and couldn't help but speculate.
Is this kind of heaven and earth for saints a vision, or is it a complete world? It may not be too perfect!
Buzz buzz!
The heaven and earth inside the body are open, and the flawless ancient tree supports one side, which seems to overlap with the Shura Sword Prison, adding countless scenes to this purgatory.
Rocks, vegetation, rain and dew, stars.
then.
Chu Feng's eyes condensed, and his hands turned into sword fingers. From the sword box, the major ancient swords also had their original sword energy, and rushed into the world in his body. After being activated, the sword energy became swords.
"Sword!"
Chu Feng spit out two words.
Zheng!
In an instant, the edge was endless, the sword light was unparalleled, the stars, rain, dew, grass, trees, mountains and rocks were all absorbing the sword light, transforming the sword into the supreme sword energy.
A little dust, a grass, a star, a mountain.
They are all turning into swords.
From this earth rendered by the black torrent, the same is true, everything turns into a sword.
Everything between heaven and earth can be turned into a sword!
boom!
The first form of Shura Swordsmanship!
Turn into a sword!
Chu Feng condensed his sword fingers and raised the sword prison, as if he really controlled a side of the world of swordsmanship. He moved across the sky and directly slashed at the terrifying sword light that cut the sky with ten strikes.
Hold heaven and earth to form a sword.
Billions of sword energy, with the heaven and earth in the body as the outline, and Shura Sword Prison as the sword energy, gather together and turn into a supreme ancient sword that can cut off the eternity.
this.
It is very similar to that eternal sword energy.
However, the latter was formed by gathering the source of the eternal sword energy, while Chu Feng's sword-turned-sword inspired an area of heaven and earth to turn into a sword!
boom!
A huge rumbling sound echoed in the imperial formation, the edge exploded, and many people fell back directly.
They were fighting, but at this moment, they were all retreating. There were even saints and strong men who smashed the mountains and vomited blood.
The wind is rolling, like a tidal wave, splashing out one after another.
The figures of Chu Feng and Mingyang are no longer visible.
Only boundless dust was flying, and that area directly became nothingness. The earth sunk deeply, and a huge pit appeared.
The imperial pattern seems to be incomplete, but the formation is still there, but it is shaking.
"Who's winning!"
The strong men of the Nether Clan and the many masters present all stared at each other intently.
Sudden.
There was a roar in the minds of the strong men of the underworld. Something exploded. Their pupils shrank slightly.
"how come!"
"The bloodline Qi machine representing Brother Mingyang has disappeared!"
boom!
The Nether Clan masters present were all moved, and their expressions changed drastically.
The dust was chopped into pieces at this moment. Chu Feng stood tall, his face a little pale. Thousands of sword energies and sword prisons had returned.
Opposite him, Mingyang's vitality was destroyed, and the emperor's blood rolled down and scattered in the heaven and earth. From Chu Feng's mind, there was a holy soul entrenched in the sky, grasping the word "annihilation" and not giving him a chance to heal. Together with his soul, he
Behead!
"He killed Brother Mingyang!"
Everyone in the Nether Clan was shocked and angry!
They looked at Chu Feng from a distance, and murderous intent emerged. Mingyang was dead. This place was originally a hunt for them, but now, the strongest person among the companions was dead!
"It is indeed very strong. Heir of the Emperor's blood is indeed extraordinary." Chu Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air. There were also huge scars on his body, which were healing rapidly.
The sword light of the ten strikes against the sky is so amazing.
"We must leave as soon as possible, otherwise, if we stay here, we will definitely die. What's more, I killed an elite genius from the Nether Clan!" Chu Feng's thoughts were racing.
He instantly transmitted sound to the heaven and earth within his body.
"Luo Yu, suppressed Mo Chanzi's soul!"
"Okay!" Luo Yu also woke up from the shock. He was entrenched in the world inside his body and watched the battle almost the whole time. As soon as the sound came, he directly raised his fist and looked at Mo Chan.
son.
"No, brother, what should I say? Didn't I tell you everything? No, I can do it myself." Mo Chanzi's face turned pale.
boom!
Luo Yu laughed ferociously and punched out. The feathered light was bright and blasted into the soul. Mo Chanzi's soul was directly suppressed. In the world inside his body, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"Senior, after taking over Mo Chanzi, I want to use Mo Chanzi's physical body to jointly activate the ancient temple and open a gap!"
Chu Feng transmitted the message and awakened the remnant soul of the saint in his body. Compared with Zhulong, he was more willing to believe in this remnant soul that had participated in the war in the last years of ancient times!
"Okay." In his mind, the saint's remnant soul revived, pondered for a moment, and responded.
Buzz.
When the remnant soul of the saint was briefly transformed into the physical body of Lord Demon Zen.
boom!
The entire imperial formation was shaken, and the ancient palace in the depths of the black torrent was instantly blown away.
"My son!" A voice with murderous intent soared into the sky, dispersing the boundless black torrent. It had an extremely vast, galaxy-like aura, rolling through the sky for thousands of miles, shattering the sky, and rushing towards the Fang Emperor Formation area!
In an instant, many powerful men in the imperial formation, including the masters of the Nether Tribe, all looked down, and their bodies could not stop trembling.