Chapter 562: Ten Thousand Swords Appear in the Zongjian Formation
Like a meteor, a red and strange meteor, falling from the sky. Amidst the roar, the earth trembled and cracked, and the dust rushed up to the sky.
Marcus was stepped down from the air by Nangong Chu's overwhelming step.
Dominating Legs, extremely domineering kicks, lost for three hundred years, were obtained by Nangong Chu in the family collection. The first time he used them, he trampled all the ancestors of the blood clan under his feet.
The matter is not over yet. In the chaos, Nangong Chu still feels Marcus’s evil and powerful aura.
"Tread on the eight wastelands and break the sky!" Words full of murderous intent echoed high in the sky. Nangong Chu's momentum was shocking. The shadow of his heavy legs bombarded down from the high sky. The terrifying leg strength made the world tremble.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
The ground surged like waves, with loud noises like the bombardment of heavy artillery. Everything within a mile radius turned into dust, and all tangible objects collapsed.
The power of destruction continued to bombard Marcus, who was deep in the ground. Marcus's dull and angry roar came from under the ground.
The ancestor of the blood clan would not die so easily, but he was completely at a disadvantage. He was suppressed and beaten by Nangong Chu, and he seemed to have no power to fight back.
The shadow of the legs dissipated, the earth was devastated, and the terrifying destructive power completely destroyed everything within a radius of one kilometer, except of course the inhuman existence at the center of the destruction.
"Canopy!" A bloody figure rushed out from the ground and went straight to the sky. It was a figure with disheveled hair, tattered clothes, and even the pair of bat wings behind his back were broken. It could be said to be miserable.
Extreme guy
"Hey, you shouldn't anger me!" Marcus was filled with murderous aura, and heavy blood mist surrounded him. In the blood mist, it seemed that there were endless demons imprisoned, but there was a faint shrill scream, which made people scalp.
numb
"Haha..." Nangong Chu smiled. He looked at Marcus who rushed out of the ground and said calmly and seriously: "Not only will I trample you under my feet, but I will also twist off your head."
"You are looking for death!" Marcus had a shoe print clearly printed on his face. Nangong Chu's step on him had already made him angry and wanted to tear Nangong Chu into pieces.
"This sentence seems to be what I said!" Nangong Chu's eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of divine light that seemed to be materialized, and then he blasted out towards Marcus with a palm.
The purple brilliance instantly illuminated the night sky, and the sky and the earth were filled with light. The fierce light was like the rolling Yangtze River, rushing towards the bloody light in the sky.
"Hehe!" Marcus stared at Nangong Chu, and suddenly laughed ferociously, and the blood mist swirling outside his body suddenly exploded.
In an instant, the overwhelming blood mist submerged Marcus' figure. With Marcus as the center, the dark red and evil blood mist swept across all directions in the west.
Not only was Nangong Chu's palm force enveloped in the blood mist, but even Nangong Chu's figure was instantly swallowed up by the blood mist.
The powerful, evil and powerful aura made those watching the battle on the ground feel great pressure, as if they were facing an unparalleled monster. The huge pressure emanating from the blood mist was like a mountain, and they couldn't breathe.
The scene in the sky is shuddering, the evil atmosphere fills every inch of the void, and the billowing blood mist covers an area of hundreds of meters.
No one could see what was happening in the blood mist, everyone was extremely nervous
In the blood mist, two figures were confronting a purple figure, like a superior god, staring coldly at the blood mist in front of him. With him as the center, huge energy fluctuations surged between the heaven and the earth, and purple sword energy spread all around him.
Even the blood mist blocked it away
Although Nangong Chu's sight was blocked, his powerful spiritual consciousness was firmly locked on Marcus. He knew Marcus's every move like the back of his hand.
And Marcus's mental power, like a radar, swept through the void and captured Nangong Chu's actions.
Marcus was looking ferocious, with crazy blood bursting out from his blood-colored pupils. Suddenly, his right claw suddenly clawed down towards his chest, blood immediately splashed out, and then his right claw flew into the air and clawed, unexpectedly from the wound on his chest,
Pulled out a spear
A blood spear that is completely condensed from pure, dark red essence and blood that produces huge blood energy fluctuations. It is a magic weapon condensed from the essence and blood of the ancestor of the blood clan.
"Huh?" Nangong Chu sensed Marcus's strangeness and couldn't help frowning, and then said coldly: "I didn't expect that you could use blood essence to condense weapons."
"Hmph!" Marcus's response was just a cold snort, and then, holding a blood spear, he rushed towards Nangong Chu, setting off heavy blood mist and rushing towards Nangong Chu crazily.
The evil blood mist is also the trump card of Blood Emperor Marcus. Anyone who is hit by the blood mist will be corroded by the blood mist and die.
However, Marcus wants to use the blood mist to corrode Nangong Chu's essence and blood. It seems that there is no such warrior who may be in the realm of true martial arts. The scary thing is the strength of his body.
The meridians and even the Dantian have been integrated with flesh, blood, muscles and bones. The Zhenwu Purple Qi in Nangong Chu's body without meridians and veins is integrated with flesh and blood, and it is completely natural.
His whole body, down to every cell, is protected by Zhenwu Purple Qi. The endless power of Zhenwu traps all the essence and blood in his body, and no force can shake it.
"Tsk!" The blood spear broke through the void like a bloody lightning, breaking through the blood lang, and penetrated towards Nangong Chu. The vast blood energy made the blood spear emit a dazzling light.
Nangong Chu's face was extremely solemn. He punched, a simple punch, a punch that was too ordinary to be ordinary. There was no aura emerging, no earth-shattering power fluctuations, and the fist moved forward slowly and firmly.
Dao Zhi Jian, although Nangong Chu's punch has no power at all, it contains the supreme martial arts that he has understood in the realm of true martial arts.
A simple and slow punch is like a mountain moving forward. No matter how fast the blood spear strikes, it will hit the mountain.
"Boom!" Like a sudden thunder, streaks of bloody lightning tore through the sky, and a purple figure flew hundreds of feet away with a streak of purple lightning.
The surging power shook the world, and the strange and dazzling light illuminated the entire sky.
The huge blast of air made it seem like a tornado had blown up in the sky. The evil blood mist was like ice and snow, and most of it melted and dissipated in an instant. The huge pressure enveloped all directions, and the aftermath of the force was so powerful that the sky was shaking.
The blood mist that did not dissipate receded like a tide, and was completely submerged into the figure holding a bloody magic spear in the sky. Marcus looked like he was crazy, afraid of rushing towards the purple stream of light flying upside down with a pair of broken bat wings.
past
"This is unreasonable!" Nangong Chu was furious. He was actually forced to retreat. He was at a disadvantage with the blow just now, which was unacceptable to him.
"Ah..." Nangong Chu looked up to the sky and roared. The huge sound waves caused ripples in the void that were visible to the naked eye.
The people watching the battle on the ground only felt their ears buzzing, and for a moment they could no longer hear any sound. Then, they felt a tearing pain.
"Wow!" The warriors with low skills immediately rolled to the ground in pain. Even the innate warriors such as Mu Jian Taoist and Qu Ling also had pale faces and were shaken.
"It's terrifying. Nangong Chu's roar is even more powerful than the Shaolin lion's roar!" Taoist Mujian murmured, reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Of course, the first one to bear the brunt was Marcus, who was charging towards Nangong Chu with a bloody demon spear. The huge sound also frightened him, and his figure was even more stunned, and the speed of rushing towards Nangong Chu immediately slowed down a little.
"This guy...hasn't even tried his best!" Marcus was shocked. He felt a sense of depression from Nangong Chu's roar.
At this moment, a majestic and endless wave of power surged out from Nangong Chu's body, "Canopy!" Nangong Chu's whole body seemed to be bathed in a ball of purple flames.
In the flames, bits of bright purple light emerged like stars, and then, a shocking sword energy shot straight into the sky, making the stars in the sky dim for an instant.
"Buzz!" The sound of heaven seemed to come from the starry sky outside the ancient universe, resounding between heaven and earth, and a three-foot long sword with a simple atmosphere appeared around Nangong Chu's body.
On the small hill, Taoist Mujian was so excited that his whole body was shaking at this moment, with endless fanaticism in his eyes. He looked up at the purple figure in the sky and murmured to himself
"Tonight I was able to see such a display of supreme swordsmanship. It was truly a worthwhile trip!" The wooden sword master's voice trembled, and the wooden sword on his back was trembling slightly, as if it was about to kill himself.
It's like rushing up from the back
Not only the wooden sword of the wooden sword master, but also the swords in the entire Shanghai area trembled. This abnormal phenomenon surprised many sword owners.
High in the sky, Marcus has stopped. He holds a blood spear and stares at Nangong Chu in front of him with caution. There is a trace of fear in his eyes.
Although Marcus didn't want to admit it, deep down in his heart, he really had an emotion like fear, which had not appeared in him for endless years.
The person who frightened him was Nangong Chu
Two substantial purple-gold lights emitted from Nangong Chu's eyes, half a meter long. Like a demon, he stared at Marcus coldly. Around him, purple long swords slowly
There are three hundred and sixty-five handles in operation
At this time, Nangong Chu seemed to have transformed into a heavenly sword that controlled thousands of swords in the world, manipulating three hundred and sixty-five divine swords condensed with his own supreme sword energy.
Although these three hundred and sixty-five divine swords are not real magical weapons, but are condensed with his supreme skill, these three hundred and sixty-five simple long swords are more powerful than ordinary magical weapons.
, more powerful
After the battle until now, Nangong Chu is finally about to use his true strength. Three hundred and sixty-five divine swords are spread out and moving along mysterious trajectories. This is Nangong Chu's trump card, the biggest trump card - the Great Zhou Heavenly Sword.