The sword energy soared into the sky, and the shadows of thousands of swords shook together, the moment Zuo Yunfeng finished speaking.
Quan Quan was slashing towards Mo Wangchen.
The sea of swords is like stars in the sky, each one carrying an astonishing aura.
This is a terrible offensive.
It makes you invisible and almost irresistible.
"Whoa!"
Everyone held their breath, but they saw Mo Wangchen move.
He was bathed in the divine light, soared into the air, and instantly came into contact with the sea of swords.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
There were constant crisp cracking sounds, and Mo Wangchen was as brave as an ancient god of war, unstoppable.
He shattered the sword shadows that kept coming with his bare hands, strode out into the air, and rose straight into the sky.
He attained enlightenment in later generations, and although he only had cultivation in the True Immortal Realm, the laws he understood were far beyond those of people of this era.
Even though Zuo Yunfeng was a master in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, Mo Wangchen was never afraid.
His Divine King Body has endless holy power and is protected by Divine King Dao Armor. In this era before the ancient gods were born, no one can pose a threat to him, let alone break his defense.
The terrifying fists constantly shook out the wind, causing the void to twist and the general movement to move forward.
Mo Wangchen was bathed in the divine light, his body was unparalleled, and he fought all the way up, shattering countless sword shadows.
High in the sky, Zuo Yunfeng shouted loudly, spitting out large rays of light from his mouth, which turned into terrifying sword rays, and kept slashing down, trying to submerge Mo Wangchen in the sea of swords and strangle him.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Mo Wangchen stepped up into the air, like a god of war from ancient times. His fists continuously shook out terrifying power, completely shattering the sword shadow. Even if all his swords fell together, they were unable to cause any damage to the body of the God King.
"It's so terrifying. I can smash thousands of sword shadows with my bare hands. It's an infinite power that's rare in the world!"
"This man once crushed an imitation Wanjun Cauldron with his bare hands, which shows how powerful his physical body is and how extraordinary it is. I never thought that now, facing Zuo Yunfeng's Wanjian offensive, he would be like stepping on the clouds, stepping on the sky.
No fear at all!”
"What realm has he reached? Why do I feel that his cultivation level is much worse than Zuo Yunfeng's, but the power he unleashes is extremely fast and powerful. It's like entering an uninhabited realm, and he is unstoppable!"
In Mo Pavilion, everyone present had surprised faces, almost in a daze.
Mo Wangchen's strength was really terrifying. It was beyond everyone's imagination. Even the four disciples of Jing Yun now had expressions of excitement on their faces.
Although they all knew that Mo Wangchen was very strong, they had never seen each other fight against a real master.
Now, even Zuo Yunfeng, who has stepped half a step into the Immortal Realm, with thousands of swords coming out, can't do anything to Mo Wangchen.
Moreover, as he charged upwards, he destroyed countless sword shadows. He was getting closer and closer to Zuo Yunfeng, and it was obvious that he was going to have a head-on confrontation with him.
"Mo Zun Mighty!"
Inside Mo Pavilion, there was a roar, and all Mo Pavilion disciples were extremely excited.
"Boom!"
In the end, a shocking explosion echoed in all directions, and Mo Wangchen stood in the sea of swords. A burst of bright holy light suddenly bloomed around him, as solid as a rock.
The shadow of a huge golden cauldron appeared, and then the golden cauldron enlarged, covering the sky and the sun, completely shattering the shadows of the swords that were slashing at it.
"Whoa!"
Mo Wangchen stepped into the void, his face still calm. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zuo Yunfeng.
"you!"
Zuo Yunfeng's face was extremely ugly. He never thought that he had underestimated Mo Wangchen's strength. The opponent's extraordinary body actually shattered thousands of sword shadows, and finally appeared in front of his eyes.
"Whoa!"
He retreated suddenly and distanced himself from Mo Wangchen again, not daring to confront him head-on.
The opponent's physical power is really terrifying. He is extraordinary and holy, like ancient gods and demons, and can shake the world.
"call!"
Looking at Zuo Yunfeng's retreating figure, Mo Wangchen stood there. He did not move, but stretched out a big hand.
This big hand stretched for an unknown distance, pursuing Zuo Yunfeng, as if trying to catch him.
"roll!"
Zuo Yunfeng roared angrily, and suddenly, there was a terrifying aura of hostility permeating the sky and the earth. It was frightening and made one's body tremble uncontrollably.
The next moment, a pitch-black cauldron appeared, its evil aura rising to the sky. It was definitely a powerful killing weapon.
"Wanjun Ding!"
"This is the real Wanjun Ding, not an imitation!"
People exclaimed, their expressions changed completely, and their breathing became much more serious.
"This cauldron once killed the mighty ancient gods in the distant ancient times. It is a very prestigious and unique weapon. In this godless era, even the mighty Holy Lords dare not challenge it!
"
"Um?"
While everyone was discussing, Mo Wangchen suddenly frowned.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the big black cauldron, feeling the infinite death energy spreading.
"Bang!"
It has to be said that the Wanjun Cauldron is indeed terrifying. When the cauldron was sacrificed, Mo Wangchen's big hand was knocked back. His palms were numb and he was surprised. This cauldron seemed to be made of Nine Heavens Divine Iron and was indestructible.
"Whoa!"
Mo Wangchen did not continue to take action. He stepped on the True Art of Lin and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already in the sky above the big black cauldron.
Looking down, his brows couldn't help but frown even more.
In the big black cauldron, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Except for the mouth of the cauldron, almost everything inside was stained red and dripping with blood. If those corpses were piled up, they would be as high as a mountain.
No wonder this cauldron exuded such a terrifying aura of hostility, which made Mo Wangchen feel the boundless aura of death spreading.
It was thirsty for human blood and was sacrificed in the cauldron, making the power of the cauldron even more powerful. The number of corpses in the cauldron was countless, and it was unknown how many people died in it.
"Wu Chongtian..."
Mo Wangchen muttered to himself, his eyes were like a torch, and he suddenly saw an old man lying with his head up above the piles of corpses, as if he had died not long ago.
The old man was none other than Wu Chongtian, the outer sect elder of Ziyan Sect.
"Did you kill them?"
After taking a deep breath, Mo Wangchen could no longer maintain the calm expression on his face. He tried his best to calm down his emotions and looked towards Zuo Yunfeng.
"Whether it is yes or not, it doesn't matter to you, because today, you will become one of them."
A sneer appeared on Zuo Yunfeng's face, which looked extremely evil. Mo Wangchen already had the answer in his heart.
"You killed so many people and even spared the great elder under your own sect. Is it just to sacrifice and refine this cauldron to make it more powerful?"
High in the sky, Mo Wangchen took another deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, a flash of extreme murderous intent burst into his eyes.
"Sometimes, killing people is not evil. If you kill one person, you can save thousands of people. This is also a kind of kindness..."