Seven hundred and eightieth chapter ten thousand silence
Almost in the next moment, a huge scythe fell from high in the sky!
This sickle struck directly from outside the main hall and struck the main hall.
The main hall with restricted defenses was almost unimpeded and was directly split open by a sword. The extremely ferocious sword energy swept over it, as if a huge wave of sword energy was rolling.
"retreat!"
Chen Beixuan shouted sharply.
The next moment, everyone used their body skills to the extreme and quickly dodged away.
boom!
It was only then that a huge roaring sound was heard in the void.
Everyone stood in the void, looking solemnly at a tall alien warrior holding a sickle, with porcelain blue flesh wings behind him.
A super strong person in the Dao Realm, with royal bloodline in the Heavenly Demon Realm, Mongolian genius, Meng Kuo!
"die!"
Meng Kuo roared, his speed reached the extreme, and the huge sickle in his hand was as light as nothing, and he quickly slashed out.
Jian Wu, who had just rushed out of the hall, had no time to react and was directly slashed down by the sword, smashing into the broken hall.
"So strong!"
Xiang Shang was startled and quickly looked in the direction of Jian Wu.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Jianwu activated his low-grade Lingbao armor. Although this power was powerful and fast, it could not directly break through the low-grade Lingbao armor.
But because of this, Jianwu's vitality was directly reduced by a full 40%, leaving only 60% of his vitality, which was already a heavy blow.
“Cut again!
Meng Kuo shouted low, and his speed reached the extreme. In just a slight flash, he had disappeared from the same place, and when he appeared here, he was above the Nine Swords Master!
"Nine Swords!"
Chen Beixuan yelled, his heart full of anxiety.
Because Jian Wu possesses a low-grade Lingbao armor, he can barely withstand a single blow.
Jiujian Zhenren does not have the protection of a spiritual treasure-level battle armor. A high-grade magic weapon-level battle armor is no different from a piece of paper in the face of such a powerful attack.
"Shadow Escape Technique..."
Jiujian Zhenren saw with his own eyes that Jian Wu Zhenyao, who was stronger than him, was directly hit hard by the opponent's sword. He still didn't understand why once he was hit, even if he didn't die, he would still be hit hard.
And it was an unimaginable damage.
Therefore, he immediately planned to use his escape method, the shadow escape technique.
This escape technique is so exquisite that it is his unique skill to survive, allowing him to avoid countless fatal situations.
Although it may not be as sophisticated as some of the top physical skills and magical powers, he has already cultivated them to the pinnacle.
I am confident that even if the powerful person who created this escape method uses it, it may not be more subtle than what I use.
However, at this critical moment, his escape method failed!
Under the sickle, space and time seemed to be locked. His magical power could not break through the opponent's invincible power.
Under this sickle, he couldn't even muster the strength to resist.
Only then did he truly understand the terror of super strong men.
This kind of power and this invincible posture really makes people despair.
It's just that, after all, he has grown up step by step from a weak age to a peerless genius, and has experienced countless dangerous battles.
At the critical moment, he took a sharp breath, and the nine war swords flew out at the same time, merged into one, and directly faced the sickle that seemed to have invincible power.
Supernatural power, nine swords in one!
boom!
The sickle and the nine swords collided. The huge sword energy was like the horn of death, directly cutting through the nine swords' magical power. The nine top-grade magic weapon level swords could not even last a thousandth of an instant.
, it burst into pieces and turned into endless fragments.
Then the sword energy from the sickle remained intact and struck directly on the body of the Nine Swords Master.
puff!
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, layer upon layer, directly submerging the Nine Swords Master!
"ah……"
Master Jiujian roared in horror, and then lost his voice!
"Jiujian Zhenren!"
Chen Beixuan quickly rushed into the battlefield and slashed out with his sword.
This sword contains his lifelong understanding of kendo and is the pinnacle of his kendo.
When the sword came out, he had no thoughts, only a little, fast, fast, fast... it was extremely fast!
Then it became sharp, endlessly sharp, sharp to the limit!
A sword within ten miles!
Meng Kuo, who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation and completely eliminate the middle-level real person in the Dao Realm, had no choice but to raise his sickle, turn it, and directly face the Ten Miles Sword!
That's right, Jiujian Zhenren did not fall directly.
Perhaps it was his final decisiveness that allowed him to escape the fatal blow.
Although all nine war swords were broken, he was still alive.
However, his life force was also consumed by that blow, which accounted for 90% of his life force.
With only 10% of his vitality left, Master Jiujian fell into a deep sleep.
If there is not enough energy and safe enough protection, it is still possible to die on the way, but a warrior in the Innate Realm or even the Acquired Realm can make him die.
Even if there is no threat to his stability, it will take at least several decades for him to wake up from his deep sleep.
Before falling asleep, Master Jiujian was really desperate!
Meng Kuo was so powerful that he was invincible in his eyes. The strength shown by Xiang Shang and Chen Beixuan, although very powerful, was vastly different from Meng Kuo.
They will not be opponents.
Therefore, even if he falls into a deep sleep, Master Jiujian is still unstable.
The moment Chen Beixuan took action, Xiang Shang also took action.
At this moment, Xiang Shang truly saw the terror of the peak powerhouse.
But no matter how strong or terrifying his opponent is, he will not be afraid.
At this moment, either you die or I die.
They have no way out at all.
The flying sword trembled slightly and turned into thousands of sword lights, flowing freely in the void.
Buzz buzz!
The endless sword light and flashing light combined into extremely complex yet huge real patterns.
Picture of Ten Thousand Swords Mountains and Rivers!
At this moment, what Xiang Shang displayed was not the Picture of Ten Thousand Swords and Mountains and Rivers with 3600 sword rays, but the Picture of Ten Thousand Swords and Mountains and Rivers with 7200 sword rays.
This is also the limit that he can perform in his current state.
With the huge real map and the extremely complex control, even if Xiang Shang's soul power is not weak now and has reached the level of an intermediate-level real person in the Taoist realm, he still can't hold it in, as if he is about to explode.
But he could only endure it.
For a peak level expert, it is difficult for a normal attack to pose a threat to the opponent, and there are not many methods at his disposal.
boom!
It was also at this moment that Chen Beixuan's Ten Miles Sword collided with the opponent's sickle.
The middle-grade Lingbao war sword exerted unimaginable power in Chen Beixuan's hands. In the subspace, the thick and stable space produced slight fluctuations.
But in front of that huge sickle, his attack still seemed too weak.