He had heard about this soul-cutting knife. In the past, there was a young swordsman who went through all kinds of hardships to understand the true meaning of the sword and created a set of sword skills of his own. Then he shot up to the sky and defeated the invincible opponent in the entire continent with one sword.
Known as the Sword Ancestor, the knife in his hand is called the Soul-cutting Knife.
Unexpectedly, that sword actually fell into the hands of the Yun clan and was obtained by Yun Luangkong in front of him.
"Ancestor of the Sword, when I was defeated in the hands of my ancestor of the Yun Clan, the soul-cutting knife was the trophy. Although I don't have the same heaven-reaching means as my ancestor of the Yun Clan back then, if I could get hold of your heavenly monument, it would be as good as mine."
The ancestor of the Yun Clan used to kill people and seize swords." Yun Luangkong spoke.
In an instant, endless sword intent multiplied, and terrifying fluctuations shook the land.
The cloud in front of him suddenly merged with his sword. He seemed to have become the incarnation of the Sword Ancestor, and countless void sword intents erupted in an instant.
Tens of millions of sword intentions converged on each other, and finally condensed into a central sky sword, which was driven by Yun Luangkong to kill fiercely.
Boom!!!
The earth was trembling, the supreme and terrifying aura shook the sky in an instant, and the terrifying will rushed directly into Zuo Chen's body.
However, how powerful is Zuo Chen's telekinesis? It is comparable to the masters of the ninth level of the Soul Realm. Moreover, he has been practicing telekinesis skills in these days and has improved his telekinesis. He already has terrifying telekinesis that is comparable to the strong ones in the physical realm. This
Although the sword intent was powerful, it was not able to pose much of a threat to Zuo Chen. The power of his mind could directly resolve everything.
"It is indeed terrifying. This sword is definitely made from the supreme essence and blood sacrifice. The sword body itself contains a powerful will, which can increase the strength of Yuan warriors." An idea appeared in Zuo Chen's mind, almost at the same time.
, his body turned into a stream of light, traveling through the sea of knives.
Zuo Chen's speed was so fast that he could change directions in an unknown number of directions in the blink of an eye, leaving behind layers of phantoms.
As soon as those sword intents were suppressed, Zuo Chen had already disappeared.
"The speed is astonishing, but this place has now become the ocean of my sword intention. In the ocean, where can a fish hide? It cannot escape my induction." Yun Luangkong was unhurried.
A wisp of his Qi instantly locked onto Zuo Chen, and then he carried the central heavenly sword and struck down with a blast to kill him.
The sword energy broke through the air, shaking the sky, and a huge crack was cut on the ground on the spot, as if it was about to be cut in half.
This person is really powerful, indeed comparable to a strong person in the martial spirit realm. He already has the aura to mobilize the power of mountains and rivers with one hand when he strikes.
Ding ding ding…….
An astonishing scene appeared. The layers of sword energy were suppressing Zuo Chen's body, but there was a sound of gold and iron clashing for a moment, as if they were bombarded on the surface of the supreme sacred stone. It could not be broken or scratched at all.
There are no traces left, just sparks flying.
Zuo Chen's physical body was like a vajra. His body stretched out, and strong waves surged, blessing the surface of his body and blocking all attacks.
"What?" Yun Luangkong trembled, unable to believe the scene in front of him.
He was holding a soul-cutting knife, and his combat power was as high as the sky. Even masters who had just stepped into the martial soul realm had to be careful when dealing with this blow. They would probably be severely injured, but Zuo Chen was actually unharmed.
"Impossible, how can your physical body be so powerful?" Yun Luangkong murmured to himself, seeming to be asking himself.
But at the next moment, Zuo Chen took action, counterattacked, formed a fist with five fingers, and landed on Yun Luangkong's shoulder.
Zuo Chen's figure was like a ghost, and he appeared somehow. Yun Luangkong couldn't avoid it at all, so he could only passively bear Zuo Chen's blow.
But this blow was like the sky collapsing, like the earth cracking. Vast energy exploded, shattering everything. It penetrated Yun Luangkong's right shoulder on the spot, shattering the ground and leaving flesh and blood blurred.
"ah……!"
Yun Luangkong was thrown back. To be precise, he was swept away by Zuo Chen's punch. He was roaring crazily.
His body was torn apart like this. Even if he was wearing close-fitting inner armor and had extremely powerful defense, it was of no avail. He couldn't withstand the power of Zuo Chen's punches.
"Destroy your body, let me see what you use to control this soul-cutting knife? Use telekinesis?" Zuo Chen looked at the other person, very calm at this moment.
Zuo Chen has always relied on various physical means in his battles, rarely using his natal weapon, the Ten Directions Sky Monument, because the Sky Monument is not a sword after all, and can only be used to kill in groups, but when fighting alone, he will
There are many inconveniences.
Although the Ten Directions Sky Monument is not on his body for the time being, it does not affect Zuo Chen's explosive strength. Various methods such as Shadow Blade, Netherworld Ghost Slash, Shura Flame Sword, Thunder Control Finger, etc. can be used without limit.
The ground erupted.
"Huh?" As Zuo Chen opened his mouth, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The Zi Huang guy who was lying peacefully on his shoulder was actually... actually devouring the sword energy in this world?
The sword energy multiplied one after another, and the edge was very powerful. Except for Zuo Chen, ordinary Yuan warriors would not dare to touch it easily, let alone the current Purple Emperor. The Purple Emperor has amazing blood and is extremely powerful, but he is still young after all.
, whose strength is barely equivalent to that of a human being who has just entered the realm of metamorphosis, and it is impossible to face such an environment calmly.
In the battle just now, Zuo Chen used his telekinesis to control the power to protect the Purple Emperor, but he suddenly realized that his actions seemed... redundant?
Yes, it was indeed "swallowing". Zihuang opened his mouth wide, and dozens or hundreds of sword energy were swallowed by him, and the breath was as normal, as if he was hunting and eating in a normal way.
Zuo Chen was surprised, but he didn't have much thought for a while. Since the Purple Emperor didn't need his own protection, Zuo Chen would naturally feel more at ease in the battle and could use his full strength.
Looking at the frightened and angry clouds in the sky in front of him, Zuo Chen gathered his fists and punched out again.
This punch is not any Ancient Yuan Technique, but it is more terrifying than many powerful Ancient Yuan Techniques. His power reaches tens of millions of kilograms. Every time he punches out, the world will collapse and the space will tremble.
, extremely powerful.
Yun Luangkong opened his eyes wide. He was constantly retreating. With every punch from Zuo Chen, his body would retreat dozens of meters, leaving a deep mark in the earth.
"Three soul-cutting moves!"
After retreating several hundred meters, Yun Luangkong's internal organs felt like they were going to explode, and his blood was boiling. He didn't dare to passively resist anymore, and finally wanted to fight back.
Under the control of Yun Luangkong, the soul-cutting knife drew a strange trajectory. At the same time, Yun Luangkong's ancient energy emerged crazily, crossed into the soul-cutting knife, and killed Zuo Chen with one blow.
The three soul-cutting styles were a powerful method created by the Sword Ancestor back then. They had killed many people. After Yun Luangkong got the soul-cutting sword, the Yun Clan spent their supreme resources and knowledge to help him find it.
This set of matching knife skills.
When the light of the sword invaded, Zuo Chen's body was as solid as a rock and remained indifferent, unable to hurt him. However, at the next moment, Zuo Chen groaned softly and his body trembled faintly.
Cut the soul, cut the soul... This knife attacks the human soul, not just the body.
"The physical body is very strong? So what? I don't believe that your soul is equally strong?" Yun Luangkong gritted his teeth and stared at Zuo Chen.
He holds a soul-cutting knife. The reason why he can fight against real martial soul masters is not only because of his own strength, but mainly because this soul-cutting knife can hurt people's souls, even the martial souls of strong martial soul realm masters.
Being suppressed is similar to the Demon-Slaying Sword.
"You are too confident." Zuo Chen glanced at the other party indifferently, and then used his mind power to create a vast fluctuation in his body, directly resolving the invasion of that force.
"I don't believe that your soul is so powerful?" Yun Luangkong roared and swallowed a pill.
After the elixir entered his body, his aura was strengthened by an unknown amount, and then he directly used the remaining two moves of the three soul-cutting moves to kill Zuo Chen fiercely.
"Oh? Swallowed the pill?" Zuo Chen was still very calm, looking at the clouds in the sky, and faintly shook his head.
The third soul-cutting style is indeed very strong, but it is not taken seriously by Zuo Chen. His physical body is powerful, but his soul is equally powerful. The Soul Refining Pond and his party did not just go out there to mess around, but actually got a lot of benefits.
Immobile as a mountain, majestic and domineering, Zuo Chen withstood the opponent's three soul-cutting moves, but his aura did not fluctuate much. There was no trace of injury at all?
"You are six heavens stronger than me, but you need to rely on elixirs to temporarily increase your combat power. To fight with me, it shows that you are already timid and have insufficient self-confidence. Without self-confidence, you have lost your will to fight. You...have been defeated.
"Yes." Zuo Chen looked at Yun Luangkong and spoke calmly. After speaking, he said again without leaving any trace: "This is the genius from the ancient world? So strong, what kind of master did I think he was? It turns out that
Just like your brother Yun Luanfeng, he is nothing but a waste."
When Zuo Chen said these words, Yun Luangkong really went crazy!
Who is he? He comes from the ancient world and overlooks everything. The masters and geniuses of this world have never been taken seriously by Yun Luangkong, but now they are questioned and treated as waste?
Trash? I am the eldest young master of the Yun Clan. Even in that ancient world, he became famous at a young age. He is admired and feared by many people. There are very few people among his peers who are strong enough to compete. Who is this Zuo Chen?
, dare to question yourself like this?
"Ah..., you deserve to die." Yun Luangkong shouted loudly. His physical body changed and was covered with ancient and mysterious lines, vibrating with a powerful aura.
This aura is very familiar. Zuo Chen has felt it in Yun Luanfeng before. It is the unique aura of the Jiuyang Wuji Battle Body. Like the Cangyun Battle Body, it is one of the three major battle bodies of the Yun Clan.
This Yun Luangkong has cultivated the same peerless physique as his younger brother.
The original power of the battle body appeared, and that's not all. Rune skylight appeared on Yun Luangkong's body, and an extremely bright and dazzling battle armor actually appeared.
This is a very precious rune armor. It is hand-refined by top rune masters. After layers of blessings, it has a terrifyingly strong defense. At the same time, it can be combined with the Yuan warrior's own aura, thus bursting out with very strong power.
"It's useless, it's all useless." Zuo Chen shook his head, his eyes turned into sharp war blades, piercing Yun Luangkong's pupils, and said coldly: "I forgot to tell you, those Yun
The masters of the martial soul realm were severely injured by me myself, not just Elder Qingyang. Don’t say that you only have half a foot in the martial soul realm, even if you are a real martial soul realm master, as long as he
If you are below the third level of the martial soul realm, if you meet me, you will die with hatred and be killed directly by me."