After releasing this blow, Xing Dehai's figure couldn't stop shaking, and even his expression turned pale.
Obviously, performing this move would be extremely taxing for a saint like Xing Dehai.
A silent black force spread towards the surroundings.
When a charging little skeleton came into contact with this power, the soul fire in its eyes was instantly extinguished!
The entire skeleton also collapsed directly to the ground.
And this is not an isolated case, any undead creature that comes into contact with the power released by Xing Dehai is in the same situation!
Even the underworld bone dragon in the sky was scattered into broken bones on the ground under the curse of heaven!
The so-called undead creatures actually awaken the remaining remnants of their souls for use by the necromancer.
Xing Dehai's curse of divine punishment aimed at the soul is undoubtedly the natural enemy of undead creatures.
With a curse of divine punishment, Xing Dehai directly cleared away 90% of the undead creatures in the audience!
Even Qiao Yu himself was hit by the Curse of Heavenly Punishment. His head hurt and he instantly fell out of the six-path power state.
This terrifying power also made Qiao Yu couldn't help but feel shocked.
The Holy Order is indeed the Holy Order! Its power is beyond words.
"Boy, I have wiped out all the undead creatures. Let me see what other methods you can use! Die!"
Xing Dehai laughed ferociously, raised his hand and pointed it at Qiao Yu.
"It's not certain who will die!" Qiao Yu raised a kind smile on her lips.
If Qiao Yu was just a necromancer, then he would definitely be defeated at this moment!
Because his mana was almost at its bottom and he was unable to summon so many undead creatures.
But it's a pity that Qiao Yu's strongest point has never been his identity as a necromancer!
"Undead replacement!"
Qiao Yu suddenly swapped places with a skeleton soldier, and the poor little skeleton instantly shattered under Xing Dehai's power.
Then Qiao Yu picked up the Zhulong Yanyue Sword and struck it towards Xing Dehai.
"What?! This is impossible!"
Xing Dehai exclaimed and stared at the scene in front of him with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Xing Dehai underestimated the enemy too much.
He didn't expect that Qiao Yu had hidden a secret to displace the undead, and just focused all his power on that poor little skeleton.
Now he is in a state where his old strength has just been exhausted and new strength has not yet been regenerated, and there is nowhere to escape!
Desperate, Xing Dehai could only watch the blade of the Zhulong Yanyue Sword continuously enlarge in his pupils.
He never imagined that he, a holy-level curse mage, would die at the hands of a king-level necromancer.
The Zhulong Yanyue Knife slashed at Xing Dehai's body, just like a red-hot knife cutting into lard, without any obstruction at all.
Xing Dehai didn't even have time to react before he was cut in half at the waist.
"ah!"
With only his upper body left, Xing Dehai struggled desperately and ran towards the door, leaving a long blood trail on the ground.
Qiao Yu had to admire that Sheng Jie's vitality was really strong, and he could still run with only half of his body left.
He mentioned the Zhulong Yanyue Sword and wanted to give Xing Dehai the final blow, but at this moment, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky outside the door! It split the house that was already riddled with holes into two!
Seeing this, Qiao Yu could only turn his chop into an upward thrust, and took the sword forcefully.
This sword obviously came from a saint-level strongman. Qiao Yu was slashed back several steps, and the Yanyue Sword in his hand could not stop trembling.
At this time, the rest of the Xing family who had originally surrounded Qiao Yu to prevent him from escaping were alerted and hurried in.
Qiao Yu glanced briefly, and her expression became serious.
At the head are four saints, followed by twenty emperors.
The Xing family's strength is far more terrifying than Qiao Yu believed.
Even Qiao Yu in his heyday couldn't beat this kind of lineup, let alone now that Qiao Yu has exhausted all his cards in order to defeat Xing Dehai and his mana is almost at the bottom.
"Cripple him! Cut off his hands and feet! Just leave him with one breath!"
Xing Dehai roared hysterically. At this time, he no longer looked as high-spirited as he did at the beginning.
With only half of his body left, his face was ferocious, like a terrifying ghost.
Hearing this, the four saints formed a faint encirclement and surrounded Qiao Yu in the middle.
After seeing Xing Dehai's tragic situation, no one among them dared to look down upon this young man with only a king's rank.
"Boy, you can't escape today! I will kill you with a thousand knives!"
"Really?" Qiao Yu showed a kind smile. "I guess you won't have this chance. The moment I release the Soul-Destroying Demonic Insect on you, you will be a dead person."
"I will kill you today, even Jesus can't keep you, I said so!"
As soon as he finished speaking, after giving himself a yin-yang conversion, the ghost energy that was originally flowing around Qiao Yu's Netherworld Rakshasa body started to flow strangely in one direction, as if the ghost energy turned into flowing water in a stream.
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Immediately afterwards, the water in the creek seemed to merge into a torrent, and the ghost energy around Qiao Yu began to violently riot!
Qiao Yu stretched out her fair and slender right hand, and then slowly closed her five fingers!
As if they had found an outlet, those ghostly energies gathered desperately towards Qiao Yu's right hand!
The void around the right fist began to be unable to withstand this force and gradually collapsed!
Everyone in the Xing family took a breath of cold air when they heard this. What kind of boxing technique is this? How can it have such terrifying fluctuations?
Even the Bai family's Liushui Baihua Quan, which is famous for its boxing techniques, doesn't have such power, right?
Even Xing Dehai temporarily forgot about the pain and stared at Qiao Yu's right fist in disbelief.
Qiao Yu had closed his eyes tightly at this time, and he was recalling crazily in his mind the scene in the five-color altar where the giant holding a giant ax opened up the world.
He used his right hand as an ax and was completely immersed in this punch. He only had one thought now, and that was to kill Xing Dehai!
Even if four saints block him, he will still kill him!
Countless ghost energies were stacked on Qiao Yu's fist like ocean waves! Soon all the ghost energies possessed by the Netherworld Rakshasa body were piled on top of Qiao Yu's fist, and his right hand had turned black!
He referred to the force-generating method of Liushui Baihua Fist, but replaced the force with ghost energy! At the same time, he incorporated a hint of the law of force in the five-color altar!
This punch is a punch that belongs exclusively to Qiao Yu!
The next second, Qiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes! At the same time, his right fist moved when he heard the breath!