The Jueyue Sword is curved like a moon hook. Under the urging of Wu Shizhen's cultivation, it turns into a moon hook rainbow and shoots straight out.
In just a short moment, a figure was already shrouded in the Great Seal of Mount Tai, rushing towards the front, and its target was none other than Wu Shizhen.
"Want to work hard? There is no way."
Wu Shizhen gritted his teeth. It was a boat capsize in the gutter today, and a rank-4 little guy was forced to this point.
First, his inherited swordsmanship was crushed to the point where he could no longer use it. Then Feng Yin Pearl lost a secret talisman and charm. He took out the Baize Body Mirror to defend himself and failed to block Ju Jia. Now he even used the Jueyue Sword, but...
You also have to deal with the Taishan Seal imposed by the opponent.
The man opposite me has only level 4 cultivation, but he has cultivated to the level of proficiency in both inherited divine arts and inherited swordsmanship. He has understood the endless ways of heaven and earth, and all have small realms of wonders. The most terrifying thing is that this guy has too many artifacts in his hand.
Already.
The Talisman Plate, the Purple Air Bell, the bamboo that can release terrifying thunder spirits, and that sword...
Wu Shizhen's eyes were like a torch, and he emitted two divine lights. It didn't matter what he saw, he was scared to death.
"How could it be possible? That is the Underworld Sword? It is a divine weapon once used by the elder of Tiangang Sect's number one sword cultivator. It is a medium-grade weapon."
This bastard!
Wu Shizhen gasped in shock and inexplicably, and immediately threw away a pair of Qinggang bracelets on his wrists.
In an instant, a green brilliance hung directly in the sky, and the Qinggang bracelet swayed with a brilliant green light, which seemed to cut open the surrounding space, causing the source energy of heaven and earth to roll, like a huge guillotine descending from the sky, fiercely moving towards
Cut off Feng Jueyu's body.
Not only that, the bracelet that released the green light split into four sections with a click, and each section turned into a green light cloud belt, occupying the four directions of east, south, west, and north.
As a result, Feng Jueyu, who was flying quickly, felt that the world had become a cage. No matter how fast he was, the knife was right above his head.
This is Wu Shizhen's artifact at the bottom of the box, a mid-grade artifact - the Sky-Breaking Immortal Bracelet.
This bracelet is a true god's calamity treasure that was sacrificed by a nine-level expert. It contains fifty thousand years of calamity power. Once it is sacrificed, the green energy locks the universe and releases the Sky-breaking Divine Sword. This sword does not need to track the enemy, immortals
The bracelet will split into four broken cloud green locks, locking Zhou Xu. No matter how he runs, he cannot escape the killing range of the Sky-breaking Divine Sword.
"boom!"
Taishan fell, pressing down on the Jueyue Sword with boundless majestic momentum. The Jueyue Sword burst out with dazzling white light unwillingly, as if it was going to compete with the Taishan Seal, but the shaking giant mountain immediately did not collapse.
Instead, it became more solid. A large seal shone brightly in the center of the giant mountain, and Kunlun was covered with purple energy.
"Zi Luo Xuan Xi!"
Wu Shizhen let out a cry of surprise first, and then he saw the arc of the Moon Sword bending again, as if it could not withstand the force of the pressure. In just a moment, it cracked open inch by inch and exploded into countless fragments, like a rain of light.
Sputtering.
Artifacts and their owners are connected heart to heart. If an artifact is destroyed, the owner will suffer backlash, not to mention that Wu Shizhen is still under the seal of Mount Tai.
The Ziluo Xuanxi shined brightly, and with a strong pressure, Wu Shizhen felt a sweetness in his throat. The next second, a blood arrow like a torrent of rough ore was shot from his mouth, and then his face turned extremely pale.
"Made, I was so severely injured by a little boy that I've lost all my face."
Cursing like this, the resentment in Wu Shizhen's eyes immediately turned into madness and excitement, and he roared: "Hurt me, Wu Shizhen, and you will die. Let the Duankong Divine Sword cut you in half and die."
When the sound came out, the wind and clouds moved in all directions.
At this time, Feng Jueyu had been firmly controlled by the Duankong Immortal Bracelet in one area, unable to escape at all, and his heart felt cold.
Just now I thought about using all the magic weapons to capture Wu Shizhen as soon as possible, but I didn't expect that this guy had as many treasures as himself, and the artifacts he casually sacrificed were of extraordinary quality.
There is also this kind of bracelet with a guillotine hidden inside.
If he tried his best at this moment, he might be able to break through the four cloud-blue locks, but in this case, he would not have time to dodge the guillotine.
This sword is so powerful that even a thousand saints cannot stop it.
never mind.
Let's reveal another trump card.
While thinking about it, Feng Jueyu swung his sword three times at the guillotine: Undetermined Meteor, Two Styles of Divine Sword, all kinds of wonderful sword energy intertwined into a network, the divine light shined so brightly that even all the masters present could not see it.
Find out what's going on inside.
Wu Shizhen was the same, he could only see double images of light screens, but he thought it was Feng Jueyu trying desperately to block the Sky-breaking Divine Sword, and scoffed.
"It's ridiculous. The Sky-breaking Divine Sword is a true divine calamity treasure with fifty thousand years of calamity power. Let alone you, even if Yun Moxian comes, you can't stop it. Boy, just die."
After Wu Shizhen finished speaking, he really wanted to laugh heartily, but unfortunately he had been seriously injured before, and his laughter affected the injury, causing his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys to suffer unbearable pain, and beads of sweat rolled down his head.
But he still gritted his teeth and looked ahead, not wanting to miss the process of Feng Jueyu being killed and wanting to vent his anger.
"When you die, all the treasures on your body will belong to me. When the time comes, it will depend on whether Fa Wu and Xu Lu cry or not. Haha, cough..."
As he spoke, a huge guillotine fell from the sky, directly crushing Feng Jueyu's three sword energy. The sword rain collapsed and flew away, shooting in all directions, followed by the Ten Thousand Talisman Plate on his head, which blocked him for a moment.
The huge guillotine that came from the sky was blown away with a loud bang.
The talisman of the Qingtian Great Talisman and the Talisman Disk were not able to block the Duankong Divine Sword, which shows that this sword is extremely powerful.
Wu Shi was really unhappy watching it.
"Feng Jueyu..."
Sheng Yue was not far away, and everyone was confused.
Let’s not talk about why Feng Jueyu had the Ten Thousand Talisman Disk and Ziluo Xuanxi on her body. Just the sight of the guillotine falling had already frightened her, but there was nothing she could do.
After all, that was Wu Shizhen, known as the first person under the seventh rank of the Red Smoke Sect in tens of thousands of years.
And now it's too late even if we have the ability to help.
Sheng Yue was already dumbfounded. When she was distracted, she was slashed in the chest with a sword. The Ling Gang Formation Talisman lasted for a moment and exploded. Sheng Yue was knocked back ten times by two strong men of rank six who were on the other side.
Eight meters away, a mouthful of blood spat out on the ground.
Without the protective talisman, she is no match for a rank six powerhouse.
The Sky-Breaking Divine Sword finally fell, slashing down to the ground under the vast screen of light, making an earth-shattering roar.
Dust kicked up, gray smoke evaporated, and the flat ground seemed to have been struck by the power of heaven, leaving a huge crack tens of meters deep. Then the guillotine stayed on the ground for a breath, and then suddenly turned into a stream of green light.
Returning to the sky, the four cloud green locks flew back to form the Sky-Breaking Immortal Bracelet again, taking back the green energy.
"call!"
Wu Shiqing held his chest and took a deep breath, staring sternly at the dust-filled sky.
Dead?
He must be dead. No god below rank seven can block the Sky-breaking Divine Sword. Fortunately, he has this magical weapon nearby, otherwise it would really take a lot of effort to kill this kid.
I really don't know what kind of lunatic trained him, but he was able to compete with me, Wu Shizhen, in just four rounds.
But everything is in the past, and this son's death was not unjust. Who told him to overestimate his own capabilities?
hehe.
Wu Shizhen smiled and walked forward, about to go to the place where Feng Jueyu fell to search for weapons, but at this moment, a figure suddenly came out of the thick smoke.
A murderous and violent aura lingered all over the body, and an unprecedented terrifying aura swept up. In the steaming light, there was a sword aura, the invincible sword of the God of Death.
Unstoppable wind!
A low roar came from thirty steps away, and Feng Jueyu danced out with the Huangquan Sword to kill, following his will, reaching the heaven and earth, and a magical energy was poured into the sword energy.
Driven by the undetermined wind, this "wind" is not the strong wind or storm wind in the world, but the power of Zhouxu's longitude and latitude, driving the sword intent to capture the momentum of the world, and kill like lightning.
"you……"
The first thought that came to Wu Shizhen's mind was: Why didn't this guy die?
There is absolutely no way anyone can survive under the Duan Kong Divine Sword, not even a seventh-level god.
But he is actually still alive.
"Baize body goggles!"
Seeing Feng Jueyu coming to kill, Wu Shizhen quickly raised Bai Ze's protective mirror, and at the same time, dozens of talismans flew out of his hand, all of which were defensive talismans.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
"From the lower realm to the divine realm, there are countless people who want to kill me. Who are you?"
Feng Jueyu roared angrily and stabbed out with his sword. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and an angry cloud rolled over the two, alarming the masters of the two factions who were entangled in all directions.
As soon as they saw the Duankong Divine Sword appear, the disciples of the Red Smoke Sect knew that the battle between Wu Shizhen and the fourth-level kid from the Tiangang Sect was over, and the guy from the Tiangang Sect would definitely die.
But what's going on now? Apart from a few injuries sustained earlier, this man was actually unscathed.
Did the Sky-breaking Divine Sword malfunction?
Are you kidding me?
Wu Shizhen also had the same mentality, and was very confused. He also thought of coping, but everything became a dream.
"Tear it apart!"
The sound of sharp weapons breaking through the body rang in his ears, and countless magic symbols fell on his body later, but it was too late.
Feeling a chill in his chest, Wu Shizhen looked at his body blankly, and an extremely fine line of blood overflowed from his chest.
First slowly, as if the body was dislocated, and then a spurt of blood surged out of the body. Finally, he saw that his lower body from the front of the chest was still standing on the ground, while the part above the chest fell on the ground.
On the ground.
One sword cuts the corpse into pieces.
Wu Shizhen's eyes widened in horror. Before he died, he didn't even think about what happened and why he wasn't killed by his own sword.
"You, how did you escape? It's impossible."
Wu Shizhen roared desperately, and with a whoosh, a white light shot into the sky.
That was his soul, which merged into one place, and then divided into more than forty strands, each of which flew toward the sky.
Forty-six souls, this guy has also cultivated many acupoints, and has forty-six golden bodies.
But the body has been defeated, and it is useless to keep the physical body. The more souls that can escape, the better, and then they can recover their bodies. If one is missing, a part of the cultivation will be lost.
But how could Feng Jueyu let him escape?
"The formation has no name and is trapped in all directions."