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Chapter 1154 Holy Fall

Chapter 1154 Holy Meteor

The third sword falls!

The sword intent filled every inch of the heaven and earth, a rainbow penetrated the sun, and the sword energy filled the nine heavens. The sword energy transformed into everything in the world, and the world seemed to be no longer empty.

But just looking at Bujiwu, everything transformed by the sword intention filled the world with the aura of annihilation.

The sword rushes towards the Demon King!

The Demon King was so frightened that he just wanted to escape.

But he couldn't escape because Xu Wuzhou wouldn't let him go from the beginning.

He once again forced his sanctuary open, hoping to use it to resist.

He did not hesitate to burn his own essence and blood to show his strongest Dao patterns and combat skills.

Between heaven and earth, purple light bursts into the night, and the power of the saint is released without reservation.

This force collided with Xu Wuzhou's third sword, and did not emit a bright light. Instead, the aftermath of the blast of power was so intense that the world was dimmed.

The two of them were fighting there, covering the sun, moon and starry sky, and the sword intent was like an endless river, falling continuously.

Every sword intention is transformed into a mountain and all things.

The third sword of the Nirvana Sword, unreserved catharsis.

Unfortunately, there are no acquaintances of the old man in Black Bowl here.

Otherwise, they would think that he was reborn.

Poof!

The Demon King spurted blood from his mouth, and his body was filled with countless scars. The arms of his body were cut off until the bones were visible, and the white bones were cut off again, and the cut bones were curled.

Click!

The galaxy lost color, the void trembled, and the sword energy kept falling on the Demon King. Although he was a saint and had amazing recovery power, his body kept making cracking sounds at this time, which was because his bones were constantly breaking.

ah……

Xu Wuzhou's sword intent was so intense that when he slashed down, the Demon Emperor let out a hoarse scream.

Everyone saw that the Demon King who had been slashed with the sword disintegrated, and his body, arms, legs and feet were chopped into pieces.

The saint is tenacious and has amazing vitality.

But faced with such a heavy blow, he was still unable to bear it, and his breath weakened.

But Xu Wuzhou's sword intention was still venting, and this sword slashed towards his soul.

His divine sea vibrated, and a path appeared. This path was the real path. The moment it appeared, purple energy came from the east.

But this vision only lasted for a moment, because the next moment, the sword struck his avenue, and the avenue collapsed.

The avenue turned into countless fragments, erupted with endless rhythm, and scattered across the world.

The way of a saint was cut off like this.

The Demon King's aura also weakened.

Without the holy way, his divine sea shook. He could no longer support it and the divine sea collapsed.

His soul, enveloped by the sword's will, was killed alive.

The Demon King's eyes gradually lost their focus, and finally, with unwillingness and horror, they completely lost their luster, and the aura on his body also disappeared.

Boom! Boom!

The heaven and earth thundered out of thin air, and heavy rain fell. It was the heaven and earth that were raining down visions, like weeping, for the passing of the saint.

The corpse of the Demon King fell into the void.

The old sub-sage eunuch whose arm was chopped off by the Demon Queen shot out from a distance and caught the Demon Emperor's body.

It's just that Xu Wuzhou's sword intention has not yet been released. He, who was seriously injured in the first place, was cut off from his path and life under Xu Wuzhou's sword intention.

He held the Demon Emperor with one hand, rested his body on the Demon Emperor, and died there together with the Demon Emperor.

The sword intent between heaven and earth just disappeared.

The scene in the field made the field completely silent. The sky and the earth were crying and the rain was hitting my face, and my body could only feel the wet traces of raindrops.

The Demon King, as a saint, fell.

Holy fall!

Even warriors such as Wu Yao and others from the human race swallowed their saliva and felt their bodies trembling.

They couldn't describe their emotions, shock, excitement, fear... countless emotions intertwined together.

The development of the war to this day has been unexpected every time.

For example, Mo Daoxian, such as Golden Toad...

But no matter how unexpected it was, I never expected that one day a saint would die, and Xu Wuzhou would be the one to kill him.

Wu Yao knew that Xu Wuzhou had secret skills, after all, he killed Juedian in front of him.

However, he did not expect that Xu Wuzhou's secret technique could kill the saint.

Moreover, it was like crushing and killing!

Three swords!

Just three ordinary swords killed the saint!

How shocking is Xu Wuzhou's secret skill? How powerful can he show it?

Countless people looked at Xu Wuzhou in awe, and of course they also had infinite admiration.

All they have is fear of the demon warriors.

Every demon warrior is like entering an ice cellar.

The royal capital of the saint was beheaded, so how to fight this battle?

Many people looked at Xu Wuzhou, even though they knew that Xu Wuzhou's secret technique must be effective.

But at this moment, he completely lost his will to fight. Looking at Xu Wuzhou, his legs were trembling and he was unable to fight anymore.

"waste!"

The dead silence all around was broken by a voice.

The person who said this was Jian Chi. She looked at the body of the Demon Emperor and said this.

Everyone was stunned and thought, Jian Chi, why do you say that? Even if he is beheaded, he is still a saint. If he meets Xu Wuzhou, he will be invincible!

She was a swordsman and didn't think much. Xu Wuzhou's three swords were so amazing that she was so excited that she was trembling with excitement just looking at them. She originally thought that the saint could make Xu Wuzhou use the subsequent swords.

However, he only persisted for three sword strikes and was beheaded.

Not to mention the fifth sword she had always wanted to see, she didn't even see the fourth sword.

Although he is a saint, he is such a weakling.

Therefore, Chen Jinghong thought of this word in her mind. When she thought of it, she naturally said it. She would not hide herself.

Although the other party is a saint, it is precisely because he is a saint that he is a waste.

The Demon Queen also heard what Jian Chi said. After looking at it, she suddenly nodded in agreement and said: "It is indeed a waste!"

How great a saint exists! How difficult it is to kill a saint!

Xu Wuzhou is very strong at the moment and can be killed by three swords.

It still insults the status of a saint!

But if you think about it, you can understand that the other party became a saint with the help of the two continents.

Even though he already has the status of a saint, after all, he does not come from a down-to-earth level of self-improvement. Being a saint is also the weakest kind, not to mention that his realm is not yet stable.

It would have been other saints who had truly broken through their own imprisonment and achieved this.

Although Xu Wuzhou's three swords are powerful, they can't kill him.

A saint is a saint, and it is extremely difficult to kill him.

The Demon King was killed, and the morale of the Demons dropped to a freezing point.

Xu Wuzhou still had some strength left, and his sword energy surged, slashing directly at the top of the demon clan closest to him.

The faces of the demon clan's top leaders changed drastically, and they used extreme speed to escape in all directions.

In fact, Xu Wuzhou was too weak to hunt down each of them.

But the strange thing is that they are so close.

Although they ran fast, Xu Wuzhou's sword energy was faster.

How could they stop the sword energy that could kill even a saint?

The three peaks closest to him were chopped off in an instant, with blood raining from them.

King Geng's expression changed greatly. He was the commander of the demon clan.

He knew very well that there was no need to fight this battle anymore, the demons would be defeated.

………


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