Compared to Tianjue, the core power of Shura, the eighth level authority of martial arts, is undoubtedly the most attractive among all authority.
That is a comprehensive sublimation compared to the reproduction of Tianjue Power.
Re-engraving is aimed at opponents.
Shura, on the other hand, aimed at himself and completely copied his own vitality.
To describe it in the simplest terms, it is resurrection!
At the eighth level of authority, Shura has begun to refine his divine form. Each divine form can be said to be an extra life for Shura.
The empty and quiet battlefield did not turn into a black hole under the huge energy impact.
The mighty and endless mechanical army was completely destroyed.
Xing Tian completely lost his fighting ability.
The Apostle's thought double has returned.
Before his thought clone arrives on the battlefield again to summon the mechanical legion, the only one left who is qualified to face it without any worries is Lin Shiyi.
Saints and Xuanyuan Wushang can provide protection for him, and similarly, he must also provide protection for Saints and Xuanyuan Wushang.
Wuyou stood in the void, looking at Lin Shiyi silently with his face that had become a little unreal.
His constantly fluctuating breath became stable again. Although it was a little weaker than before, the shadow standing in the void still revealed a sharpness that could tear everything apart.
Lin Eleven subconsciously held the mechanical giant sword in his hand.
Infinite destructive energy is constantly surging up and down on the blade of the mechanical giant sword, with a series of explosions. The blade is shaking slightly, and the void is constantly shattering and twisting in seemingly extremely small explosions, creating miniature black holes.
At the moment it appeared, it was neutralized by another explosion energy. Various energies continued to gather in the explosion, and the giant sword composed of countless mechanical legions became more and more terrifying.
Lin Shiyi's eyes were a little dazed.
To be precise, the Wuyou in front of him was part of King Wei who was seriously injured and almost completely disabled, plus the original half-god form of His Majesty that had almost completely dissipated.
The opponent's condition is extremely poor, which can be seen from the strength he showed.
The other party didn't even reach the eighth level of authority they expected, it was just infinitely close.
Even Wuyou didn't clearly show any specific power.
His performance is the purest form of martial arts.
The ultimate combination of power and speed brings absolute lethality and destruction.
This is the essence of martial arts.
But in the entire neutral camp, how many people can do this?
This is even the goal that most top figures are pursuing, such as his father and grandfather, and his Majesty in the Corridor of Time and Space.
This is the instinct and combat experience formed by unimaginable training over a long period of time. In this state, even if the authority level is slightly lower, without an absolute advantage, this experience is enough for Wuyou to cause trouble in such a battle.
A crushing situation.
At this time, Wuyou could no longer use that style of Chaos Sea.
What Lin Shiyi had to face was Wuyou, who was in a weak state but his fighting consciousness was not affected in any way.
This is the end of this battle.
There may be many excuses, such as insufficient preparation in the early stage, huge errors in intelligence, miscalculation of the status of the half-god form, or the apostle still has many trump cards that he has not had time to use...
There can be many excuses.
But there is only one reality.
They lost.
One peak apostle, one Shura, two saints, and one calligrapher.
Several people joined forces and lost to part of King Wei's core and half of the divine form.
This lineup is surprisingly luxurious, but it also has huge flaws.
This flaw should not exist in the first place.
Because in the expected battle, the apostles are the absolute main force, Lin Shiyi is responsible for the coordination, the two saints are responsible for the recovery, and Xing Tian rewrites the rules.
Everything is perfect.
But that sea of chaos broke everything.
The destruction of the mechanical army is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that in the void of sword energy that does not even exist in the void, the apostle's thinking clone did not escape the edge of the sea of chaos.
The apostle's thought clone disappeared.
It will take time for the apostle's body, which has just used ultra-long-distance travel, to form a mental clone from this battlefield again.
This time may not be long, but under such circumstances it is an unacceptably long time.
In the absence of the apostle's thought clone, the saint's combat effectiveness was negligible in front of Wuyou, and Xingtian had no combat effectiveness.
Lin Shishi, who also belongs to the martial arts field, almost received the most direct restraint when facing Wuyou.
He cannot be Wu Wu's opponent.
There is even no support for the apostle to form a thinking clone here again.
Judging from the power that Wuyou is currently exerting, Lin Shiyi can clearly estimate a rough time in front of him.
How long can he resist Wuyou?
With the help of two saints, it took about fifteen seconds.
In sight, Wuyou's body moved.
An extremely sharp edge suddenly spread out from around his body.
The edge was pitch black at first, and then instantly turned white.
White turned black again.
The black and white sword energy continued to spread in the void, and the space near the battlefield was completely distorted and became unstable.
Space is unstable, so it is naturally impossible to travel over long distances.
This further lengthened the time for the apostle's thought clone or even his true body to arrive.
Lin Shiyi watched all this silently.
He watched the black and white sword energy disappear into the distance and suddenly laughed: "Such a failure is really miserable. At least for me, this is the first time in my life."
In the inner space of the mechanical giant sword, neither Xuanyuan Wushang nor the saint spoke.
Wuyou didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
"As expected of King Wei."
Lin Shiyi's expression was serious and respectful.
King Wei slowly drifted a certain distance in the void.
"I surrender."
Lin Shiyi continued to smile: "But I still have to say, you can't leave today."
Wuyou's energy soul fluctuated for a moment, with an extremely cold mockery.
"You are the cornerstone of the world, and His Majesty is the founder of the neutral camp. No matter what the reason is, as a member of the neutral camp, I must make you and your body complete."
Lin Shiyi raised the sword in his hand.
Subtle explosions are constantly surging on the huge mechanical sword, destroying and repairing space.
A sword light that was darker than black itself covered the entire giant sword.
"boom!"
An extremely dull crashing sound suddenly sounded in the void that should have been silent.
Lin Shiyi's face turned pale instantly.
His breath turned into nothingness in an instant.
From a biological point of view, he died at this moment.
The mechanical giant sword trembled crazily.
The extremely deep black suddenly became extremely solid.
Lin Shiyi's aura instantly became stronger again.
The moment he raised his sword, he directly shattered one of his divine forms.
without any hesitation,
He concentrated all his energy, energy and life force on this sword.
Lin Shiyi fell directly and was instantly resurrected by another divine form.
He only has three divine forms.
It took one to replicate the super-light-speed sword.
One piece collapsed.
Now this is the last step.
A Shura without a divine form means that he is infinitely close to death.
Wuyou's figure froze for a moment.
He carefully felt the sword intent on the opponent's mechanical giant sword.
That sword intention was not very powerful, but it was extremely targeted in his perception, so much so that he felt an extremely huge threat.
Lin Shiyi raised the giant sword in his hand little by little.
Above the sword's edge, the dark sword intent began to boil violently.
Lin Shiyi's eyes flashed, and he smiled extremely crazily and tenderly: "Your Highness, I am not afraid of death, are you afraid?"
In Wuyou's increasingly tense body, the mechanical giant sword slowly fell.
"God-shaped natural enemy. Please enlighten me, Your Highness."
The boiling black sword energy spread instantly.
Wuyou's figure flashed at the same time.
The sharp sword light at super-light speed lit up and disappeared in an instant.
Lin Shiyi did not respond.
Faced with such extreme speed, he had no time to react.
The dazzling sword light directly tore through the black sword energy, and then tore apart Lin Shiyi's giant sword and body.
destroy.
Xuanyuan Wushang, Xing Tian, Saint, Lin Shiyi...
The sword light passed over every person, every part, and every inch of void.
Everything was completely destroyed in an instant.
There is no flying flesh and blood.
The sword light that exceeded the speed of light passed by, and all the breath of life disappeared.
Xuanyuan Wushang fell.
Lin Shiyi died.
Xingtian and the Saint died at the same time.
This time, Lin Shiyi, who had lost his divine form, had no chance of resurrection.
Xuanyuan Wushang and others also have no chance of resurrection.
The battlefield is empty.
Only the worry-free body remains.
And...the torn black sword energy.
The deep and deep black sword energy directly enveloped Wuyou's body in a torn state, and then condensed instantly.
Divine enemy!
The moment he was enveloped by the sword energy, Wuyou already understood the characteristics of this divine form.
Natural enemies are just prototypes.
But this is a body shape that absolutely emphasizes the lethality and penetration of a single target.
The natural enemy's sword energy is not powerful, but it can forcefully create an almost fatal weakness in the enemy.
With the sword energy permeating the air, this body shape has a certain frequency of hitting weak points, and can cause extremely fatal attacks at the moment of hitting.
This is just a prototype.
There are so many possibilities for development and improvement in his future.
But these no longer exist.
Because Lin Shiyi has died.
The black sword energy penetrated the layers of protection under Wuwu's cloth, and directly hit his figure with the nature of being higher than Wuwu's authority.
Endless energy spreads in the void instantly.
The intensity of Wuyou's breath plummeted.
His body, which had always been upright, stooped, and within a few seconds he reached the lowest point of weakness.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
The spilled cosmic radiation began to converge crazily towards him again.