Prince Ye is worthy of the title of No. 1 in the world. With his supreme power, he shattered the seventh sword and then instantly crossed the space.
One punch fell!
With this punch, countless lotus flowers were born, and countless worlds were born in an instant. These worlds were connected one after another, erupting with endless killing intent.
Whitewash peace!
Prince Ye's martial arts spirit burst out, a burst of destruction and innovation, changing everything, whitewashing a peaceful world, which is extremely terrifying.
Seeing this scene, many people were silent. No one present could resist the power of this move. Even Taoist Master Qingxu looked at it with a serious face.
Ye Sheng looked at it with a heavy heart. It was so powerful that even if he was hit by the aftermath of this move, he would definitely die.
But when the old man holding the sword saw it, his face was calm. He raised his sword, and the terrifying sword intent filled the air.
Click!
Below, the ancient road could no longer bear it. The ancient road, which had collapsed in the first place, was completely reduced to powder at this moment. Within a radius of ten miles, it was as terrifying as the end of the world. Countless swords were crisscrossing, emitting fierce momentum.
boom!
The eighth sword, Destruction and Rebirth, is similar to Prince Ye, killing him in an instant.
I saw a sword energy about several miles long sweeping across the sky.
Thumping!
There was a bird in the sky, which was swept by the sword energy, suddenly shattered, turned into blood, and dripped down.
Prince Ye's entire body was shrouded in sword energy, and he was directly empowered to suppress Prince Ye.
boom!
At this moment, this area turned into a sea of sword energy. With a fierce sweep, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
Prince Ye burst out with golden light all over his body, shaking the world with his fists. He let out a long roar, and his black hair danced wildly. He was like a god and demon. He was unstoppable. The power of the golden light that protected his body was greatly increased. He let the sword energy chop him. He ignored it and charged directly.
Went up.
"Go to hell." Prince Ye's blood roared into the sky, shaking the mountains and rivers, and the infinite mountains were shaking. He shook the lotus world and exploded completely.
Boom!
A series of explosions broke out in the sky, destroying the eighth sword at once and sending the old man carrying the sword flying away.
At this moment, the expression of the old man holding the sword changed, and he suddenly threw the magic sword out, forming an attack.
The ninth sword!
This sword was thrown. The magic sword was in the air and instantly turned into a hundred and eight thousand swords, densely packed. Each one was a hundred feet long, standing in the sky, and then slashed down.
This scene was almost like a doomsday, and Prince Ye was moved. He held the moon in his arms with both hands, and then his true energy emerged, with a piece of armor floating in it.
The red armor is engraved with a real dragon, which is extremely majestic. Prince Ye's body and the armor merge into one, and he rushes straight up.
The people watching the battle were shocked when they saw this piece of armor.
Taoist Priest Qingxu lost his voice and said: "Dragon Slayer Armor."
Ye Sheng asked curiously: "Master, what is Dragon Slayer Armor?"
"This is a magic weapon passed down from ancient times. After killing a real dragon, the armor made of dragon bones, dragon skin, dragon tendons and dragon soul is a top treasure." Taoist Master Qingxu said seriously.
Ye Sheng was shocked that Prince Ye still had such a magic weapon.
Prince Ye, who was wearing dragon slayer armor, ignored the hundred and eight thousand swords and rushed out of the encirclement. He aimed his fist at the old man holding the sword and smashed it hard.
Hoho!
The roar of the real dragon resounded throughout the world, and an ancient dragon-shaped shadow appeared, baring its teeth and claws, biting at the old man holding the sword, making a rumbling sound.
boom!
The old man holding the sword was knocked away by a punch. This time he had no time to disperse his body. His body of fifty or sixty feet suddenly became ten feet in size, almost as tall as Prince Ye.
"Go to hell!" Prince Ye's majestic body stepped into the sky, and golden air waves surged into the sky. With the combined force of his fists and kicks, he could tear the world apart. His cold eyes stared at the old man holding the sword, chasing after him with one punch after another.
The punches kept coming down.
At this moment, Prince Ye was already furious, and the old man holding the sword had a heavy expression on his face as he struck out the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth swords one after another.
As soon as these three swords came out, Prince Ye was forced to defend himself. Relying on the power of the dragon slayer's armor, he rushed out covered in blood and stared at the old man holding the sword.
"You have used all your trump cards, what else do you have?" Prince Ye asked coldly.
The old man holding the sword coughed and said, "I still have one last sword."
"Come on then, you will die today." Prince Ye said coldly. Even though his body was injured and bathed in blood, he didn't care at all.
If you can kill an old man with a sword, getting injured is nothing.
The old man holding the sword calmed down and said: "Death is not the end, it is just the end of a stage. My life, Thirteen Swords, is another beginning of this story."
Prince Ye frowned. Is there a profound meaning in these words?
The magic weapon of the old man carrying the sword flew back, he touched it with his own hands, and said regretfully: "I haven't used you for forty years. If I use it this time, it will be the end of you."
The old man holding the sword closed his eyes, and the sky suddenly became silent. A feeling of dryness, desolation, and coldness came over, affecting everyone, making people feel like they were falling into hell, and on the verge of death.
Ye Sheng felt as if he was in hell, and countless voices around him were telling him that you don't have much time.
Ye Sheng frowned, his soul bursting with light and shining brightly. At this moment, he actually tried to comprehend the sword-carrying old man's sword.
boom!
The old man with the sword opened his eyes, black and white, and the whole world shook, as the old man with the sword drew out his sword.
The smell of death swept over me.
This is real death. The onlookers all feel that they are about to die soon, and the God of Death is waiting for them in front, greeting them with a smile.
Prince Ye's face was solemn, and he also felt the danger from this sword strike.
"Kill!" The old man holding the sword only had one word. His whole body and the magic sword merged into one, and he suddenly flew out.
Boom!
The endless black frenzy surges into the sky, born from nothingness, resurrected from death, and rushes out from hell.
This is a destructive energy, like the emergence of a fierce god dormant in hell.
At this moment, the world was shattered into pieces, like a tattered picture scroll rattling in the strong wind.
The old man holding the sword merged himself into the sword, abandoned everything, and carried the black wave, which suddenly enveloped Prince Ye.
Prince Ye shouted: "Suppress!"
He couldn't hide or escape, so he had to fight hard.
In the boundless darkness, Prince Ye used his box-pressing technique, and a supreme phantom fell, and golden light shot into the sky, disrupting the black wave.
Even though the whole world was shrouded in darkness, Ye Sheng and others could still see it. It was as huge as a mountain, and its cold eyes opened, making people scared. It was like a demon god, with overwhelming murderous intent.
boom!
This unknown phantom is covered with a palm. It has the same purpose as Prince Ye, but its power is completely different.
Prince Ye used this move, but he couldn't block the black wave, but this supreme shadow caught the black wave and pushed it hard.
Just like night turns to day, and is suddenly revealed, the black wave disintegrates in an instant. The old man holding the sword and the magic weapon sword turn into white light spots at this moment, dissipating in the sky and the earth.
Boom!
Suddenly, the light spots transformed into the old man holding the sword were projected in all directions and disappeared without a trace.
The unknown shadow covered the sky and the earth with its hands, trying to stop this scene, but it still escaped and slipped through the net.
"Humph!" An angry shout came from the void, and the unknown shadow disappeared.
Only Prince Ye was left, covered in blood, standing weakly in the void.
The next second, Prince Ye flew back to Xianyang City without saying a word.