The battle between the three giants of the Xuanling world and Chen Yu has been watched since ancient times, with countless pairs of eyes watching.
If Chen Yu fails, then the prestige of Zhu Shiji, Bai Jiutian, and Xia Houyuan will rise to a higher level. If the three of them fail, then Chen Yu will become the number one in the world and become the leader of the millennium, and will be recorded in the annals of history.
In the history of Xuanling World, he left a mark of great significance.
With dark eyes, Chen Yu looked at Xiahou Yuan, "Master Xiahou, your magical power is pretty good, I want it!"
"Kill!" Chen Yu roared, his murderous aura quickly changing, causing Zhu Shiji, Bai Jiutian, and Xia Houyuan to tremble. As enemies, they had completely withstood the impact of Chen Yu's invincible power.
Holding the new sword in hand, Chen Yu rushed over and drew a gorgeous trajectory in the sky, like a bright galaxy.
"The old and new grudges will be settled today!" Zhu Shiji, who was carrying a black war spear, roared, and his roar shook the mountains and rivers.yyls
The spiritual energy of the sky and the earth surged, and more than a hundred long white dragons came across the sky from north to south, like the Milky Way hanging on the wall, all swarming towards Zhu Shiji.
A thousand-foot giant stands between heaven and earth, with its feet on the earth and the scorching sun above its head. It is so huge that it gives people a sense of oppression that penetrates into the soul. Among the spectators, those low-level casual cultivators opened their mouths in astonishment and could not stop their bodies.
trembling.
This was Zhu Shiji's divine will. He successfully displayed it. It was thicker than the original one in Canglanjiang, as if the ancient gods had been resurrected.
"Kill!" Zhu Shiji urged God's will and law, and the thousand-foot-long giant pulled out the giant sword at his waist and struck Chen Yu with one sword.
With a swish sound, it was like a long river pouring down into the world, and a thousand-foot-long giant split the earth into an abyss with one sword.
The abyss is countless miles long and meters deep. The scene is too terrifying.
Facing this sword, Chen Yu moved several hundred meters ahead of time to avoid it.
He has the strength to fight head-on, but Zhu Shiji is not the only one here, there are also Bai Jiutian and Xia Houyuan. Chen Yu does not want to consume a lot of spiritual power in his body from the beginning.
The Heavenly Law looks scary, but the action is too slow. Chen Yu plans to deal with Bai Jiutian and Xia Houyuan first.
Stepping on the golden lotus, Chen Yu bypassed the Thousand-foot Giant and went straight to the master of Tianyao Sect and the master of Zizi Sect.
"Seeking death!" Bai Jiutian was furious. He reached out with his big hand and took out a long gun from the storage ring.
The whole body of the spear was bright and deep red, as if it was watered with the blood of all living beings. The evil spirit was overwhelming, making the spectators' bodies feel cold, as if they were being targeted by poisonous snakes hidden in the darkness.
Chen Yu and Bai Jiutian were in a head-to-head collision, like two big stars colliding together.
Boom! Clang! The shock wave went away like a tsunami. The tens of thousands of spectators were already far enough away, but many people were still thrown away and could not control their bodies at all.
The tip of the bloody spear and the tip of the new sword kept clashing together, and the two white figures entangled one after another. Sparks shot out everywhere, dazzlingly bright.
"Sect Leader Bai, I'll give you a helping hand!" Xia Houyuan roared. He took out a piece of defensive armor from his storage ring and wore it on his body.
The armor is as black as ink and is composed of scales from an unknown beast, shining with a cold metallic luster.
Xia Houyuan rushed towards Chen Yu, his whole body shrouded in demonic mist, like a ghost king in the underworld, invincible.
"Whoa!" As soon as Chen Yu and Bai Jiutian separated, Xia Houyuan's big hand stretched out.
Chen Yu struck out with his sword and struck Xia Houyuan's big hand, causing sparks to rub against the Lin armor covering his big hand.
Not to mention the spectators, even Chen Yu was a little surprised. The defensive power of this armor was far beyond imagination.
"That is the magic armor. The ancestors of the Zizai Sect obtained it from the ancient ruins of the World Mountain. Its defensive power is said to be the best in the Xuanling world. Nothing can break the defense." An older generation revealed the origin of Linjia, which caused a blockbuster shock.
voice.
"Boom!" Qianzhang Faxiang held a giant sword in both hands and swept towards Chen Yu.
A sword wave was so powerful and murderous that even Bai Jiutian and Xia Houyuan were trying to avoid it.
Chen Yu didn't avoid it, thrust the new sword forward in his hand, and then struck hard.
Amidst the roar, the terrifying sword energy was blown away, passing over Chen Yu's head and flying into the distance.
In the distance, the rolling mountains were flattened by the sword energy. At least 20,000 monks were shrouded in the sword energy. Amidst the banging sound, a dance of blood exploded in the sky.
The scene was so majestic and terrifying to watch, like fireworks in the daytime, gorgeous and bloody.
"Retreat!" The remaining tens of thousands of monks no longer cared about watching the theater, and rolled and crawled to escape. The scene was like a swarm of locusts passing through the border.
"Is this... is this the leader of the world? It's unbelievable!" On the hill, Jin Ke's legs were trembling. If it weren't for the energy holding him up, he would have collapsed on the ground.
The young man in black who had previously promised that he could suppress Chen Yu with one hand could no longer care about anything else and ran away in panic like a bereaved dog.
He didn't want to admit it, but the facts were before him. Even if there were thousands of them, let alone him, they wouldn't be enough for Chen Yu to kill with one sword.
The woman in red's scalp was numb and she was running away, but her soft and charming eyes contained deep fanaticism for Chen Yu.
"This is called the real battle of Tianwang Mountain!" the woman in red murmured.
If possible, the woman in red is willing to dedicate everything to serve Chen Yu. In her eyes, only Chen Yu is worthy of being called a brave man.
Wang Xinyao has also left the hill, but intentionally separated from Jin Ke, the young man in black, and the woman in red. Chen Yu is indeed stronger than he was in Canglanjiang, but the daughter of Xuan Mo Sect still can't help but worry.
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In the forest, swords and strong winds roared past.
Ji Jiantian groaned every time. The Taoist robe on his body lit up and he was resisting, but the fat Taoist priest still felt that his flesh and blood were being scraped to pieces. It was too painful and torturous.
On the other hand, the girl in white was safe and sound, but still looked careless.
The two of them worked really hard for food.
"Wuliangfu Tianzun, doesn't it hurt you?" Ji Jianting looked at the girl in white with an expression as if she was looking at a monster.
"It's just a breeze blowing on your face. What's all the fuss about?" The girl in white curled her lips with disdain.
People are more infuriating than others. The closer they got to the battlefield, the more pain Ji Jianting felt. In the end, he couldn't bear it at all, but the head of the golden-winged roc was still hundreds of meters away.
Cruelly, Ji Jianting picked up the girl in white and held the freak in front of her. Don't tell me, it's really useful.
Hundreds of meters passed by in a flash. Ji Jianting did not dare to waste time and put the golden-winged roc head into the storage ring.
"Immeasurable motherfucker, such a big bird head is enough for you and me to eat for three to five months!" Ji Jianting carried the girl in white behind his back and turned into a thunderbolt, running away.
At this moment, the battle in the sky has become fierce.
Chen Yu and the three giants Zhu Shiji, Bai Jiutian, and Xia Houyuan were fighting to the point of madness, like several wild beasts fighting.