The moment the black vortex shattered, the Devouring Lord retreated without hesitation, and his eyes stared at the powerful sword light that came suddenly with great fear.
Whoosh!
"Sword Eater!"
The Devourer snorted coldly, and the long tentacles derived from the top of his head suddenly broke. Then the long tentacles continued to squirm, and finally turned into a black giant sword.
This giant sword is quite extraordinary, and what's even weirder is that there are black whirlpools surrounding the giant sword.
Black whirlpools were about the size of a thumb and were densely spread all over the body of the giant sword. These black whirlpools were filled with extremely powerful devouring power.
At this moment, the sword light swept in front of the Devouring Master, and the Devouring Master looked coldly, and touched the blade of the Devouring Sword with the sword finger of his right hand.
When the sword finger slowly slid to the tip of the sword, the biting sword shot out like an arrow from the string, directly piercing the sword light.
Just listen to the terrifying sound of explosion, although the sword light is powerful, the bite sword used by the Devourer is stronger, which directly annihilates the sword light.
After annihilating the sword light, the Devourer breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that although Zhuo Wen's strength suddenly increased dramatically, compared with him, it was still not good enough.
"What are you thinking about now?"
Suddenly, a cold voice came, and the Devourer suddenly turned his head. His pupils narrowed slightly and he discovered that Zhuo Wen had appeared behind him at some unknown moment.
"you……"
When the Devourer wanted to ask why Zhuo Wen was so fast, Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the iron sword with his right hand and struck out the second sword with lightning speed.
He didn't pause at all before striking out with the second sword, and then struck out with the third sword.
The two sword lights combined to form a huge cross sword light, which instantly flew in front of the Devourer.
Poof!
The cross sword light passed by the Devourer Master in an instant, and the Devourer Master's pupils shrank, and he was caught off guard and was cut into four pieces by the cross sword light.
Zhuo Wen looked indifferently at the Devourer who had been blasted into four pieces by the sword light, but he was not particularly surprised. After all, after his Taoism was upgraded to the second level, his overall strength had doubled.
Originally, Zhuo Wen's blood-spattered five-step sword light blessed by the first level of Taoist intention was able to injure the Devouring Lord. Now that the Taoist intention has been upgraded to the second level, the sword light stimulated by it can seriously injure the Devouring Lord without any problem.
Moreover, the speed of Zhuo Wen's blessing in the second level is much faster, exceeding the speed of the Devouring Lord itself. This is why the moment Zhuo Wen rushed behind the Devouring Lord, the latter failed to notice Zhuo Wen, and was used by Zhuo Wen to
Two sword rays hit him head-on.
The Devourer, which was blasted into four pieces by the sword light, formed four groups of black mist, which were constantly squirming and approaching each other, obviously intending to regroup.
Zhuo Wen naturally would not let him succeed and kill him while he was sick.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen drew out a sword again. This stroke had the terrifying power to break the rules.
This sword light blasted out, turning into thousands of sword intentions like meteors.
A scream was heard, and immediately the Devourer, who was blasted into four pieces to form black mist, was completely stirred into countless black powder by the thousands of swords.
"Disappear!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and he drew out the fifth sword with a clang.
The fifth sword has reached Zhuo Wen's peak power and is his most powerful move ever.
This fifth sword was so powerful that the Devourer, who was turned into countless black powder, let out an even more terrifying scream. He knew very well that if he was hit by this fifth sword, he would die completely.
Keng!
Unfortunately, when the fifth sword light swept out, the void around the Devourer Lord, which was scattered into countless fragments, suddenly became independent and formed an independent void.
This independent void twisted like a whirlpool and disappeared in front of Zhuo Wen.
And the fifth sword that was slashed out passed directly in front of the isolating and disappearing void, and happened to miss the disappearing void.
At the same time, an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.
boom!
A palm fell silently on Zhuo Wen's back, and if Zhuo Wen felt something, he stepped on his right foot, and the second level of Taoism filled his feet, and he quickly retreated.
Unfortunately, the speed of this palm was too fast, and the moment Zhuo Wen retreated, it hit Zhuo Wen hard on the back.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the force of the push came out, and he immediately looked at Yang Yi, who was not far behind him.
“The response was pretty good!”
The corner of Yang Yi's mouth curled up slightly. He stared indifferently at Zhuo Wen who retreated, and continued: "Being able to comprehend the second level of Taoism in such a short period of time, your talent is really good, and it is beyond my expectation.
outside."
Zhuo Wen flew out and stared at Yang Yi, whose eyes were as calm as water.
At this moment, the image of Yang Yi in his heart suddenly expanded countless times. It seemed that at this moment, the Yang Yi he faced was no longer the demigod Yang Yi before, but a peerless and powerful tower that was pressing heavily on him.
By.
Although Yang Yi's aura was still at the peak of demigods at this moment, that aura gave Zhuo Wen this extremely subtle feeling.
"who are you?"
This subtle feeling made Zhuo Wen involuntarily ask this sentence that even he found baffling.
Yang Yi did not directly answer Zhuo Wen's question, but murmured to himself: "You should only be able to shoot five swords with the magic weapon this time. After shooting five swords, you must have a blank period to relieve yourself."
"Furthermore, the price required to draw a sword is extremely high. If you have fired five swords several times in a row, your body may not be able to bear it anymore, right? Moreover, the power given to you by Cang Jie is gradually disappearing, and you are no longer able to recover."
Already."
Yang Yi looked indifferently and looked at Zhuo Wen with a hint of pity.
Zhuo Wen sighed silently in his heart. What Yang Yi said was right. Five Swords was already his limit, and Cang Jie's power was about to dissipate. In addition, he was seriously injured by Yang Yi at the right time, so he was indeed at the end of his rope.
reached the point.
"Zhuowen, as your former senior brother, I will give you a happy death today!"
Yang Yi spoke calmly, and with a slight stroke of his right hand, the void around Zhuo Wen suddenly froze.
Above Zhuo Wen's head, countless starlights condensed and turned into a huge dragon-like starlight sword shadow.
The sword shadow was so huge that it stretched across the starry sky, as if dividing the entire starry sky into two halves.
"Zhuowen..."
Seeing this scene, the woman in black gauze on Luo Yanjing, Shi Ji and many Heavenly Armor mainland warriors all involuntarily called out Zhuo Wen's name.
"Save him!"
There was a look of determination in the beautiful eyes of the woman in black gauze, and she was planning to use the secret to control Luo Yanjing to return to save Zhuo Wen.
However, her behavior was immediately intercepted by the No. 1 Mountain God not far away.
"What are you doing?" The woman in black gauze looked at the First Mountain God coldly.
The First Mountain God's eyes were indifferent. He waved his sleeves and all the Long Family members in Canglong Palace were released by him one after another, looking around with confusion.
"You are too weak to be Yang Yi's opponent. Take good care of these descendants of the Long family, otherwise Zhuo Wen's sacrifice will be in vain."
After saying that, the First Mountain God took the Canglong Palace and stormed out, heading towards the direction of Zhuo Wen.
The beautiful woman in black gauze stared blankly at the departing first mountain god, falling into a state of trance, and finally she silently put down the hands holding the seal.
"Zhuowen..."
The beautiful woman in black gauze raised her beautiful eyes slightly, staring at the figure slowly falling in the starry sky in the distance, feeling a little pain in her heart.
She had tried hard enough, but in the end she still couldn't help Zhuo Wen. She suddenly felt like a failure.
"Zhuowen..."
Long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao raised their heads suddenly and stared at the figure falling in the starry sky.
"Lord Long Wen..."
Not only Long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao, but also all the Long family members raised their heads. The confusion in their eyes was gone, and instead they were filled with worry.
Although the gorgeous starlight knife shadow is beautiful, its power is extremely terrifying. Even if you look at this kind of terror from a distance, you can clearly feel how terrifying this knife shadow is.
Zhuo Wen quietly stared at the falling knife shadow. At this moment, he seemed extremely calm, terrifyingly calm.
I saw him slowly holding the hilt of the sword, and he was planning to use the sixth sword.
Although this sword cost his life, he had no choice.
Death is imminent, but the closer he is to death, the calmer Zhuo Wen becomes.
However, his only regret is indeed Mu Chenxue.
"Chen Xue, if I lose this battle, I will die. When I die, I will be reborn in the spiritual ring, and we will be together forever there."
Muttering in a low voice, Zhuo Wen slowly pulled out the sixth sword.
As soon as the sword came out, a sharp and unyielding terrifying sword energy shot into the sky.
This sword energy became more and more terrifying. The sword energy formed a column and pierced the sky, as if it had pierced the whole sky.
"You are going to die anyway, so this sword is given to you, Yang Yi!"
Zhuo Wen suddenly turned his head, looked at Yang Yi behind the sword shadow, and suddenly pulled out the sixth sword.
The sword energy that was originally surging and terrifying suddenly stopped, and then began to shrink continuously.
This sword energy condensed into an insignificant point, which was even several times smaller than a fingernail.
Whoosh!
The point where the sword energy condensed was extremely fast. It rushed out of the range of the sword shadow and flew in front of Yang Yi.
Yang Yi obviously also felt the threat of the sword energy points. He narrowed his eyes slightly and involuntarily took a few steps back. Then he stretched his right hand forward, and independent voids appeared in front of him, forming thick void walls.
Bang bang bang!
Unfortunately, under the bombardment of that point of sword energy, huge walls of void were shattered and penetrated one after another.
After all the walls of the void were shattered, Yang Yi looked calmly. With a stroke of his right hand, a void cracked around him, and he stepped into the crack in the void, preparing to avoid the point of the sword energy.
It is a pity that this sword energy point is not simple. At the moment when the void split, the sword energy point exploded, and countless sword energy overflowed, turning into a huge blurred figure.
This figure was tens of thousands of feet tall, holding an ordinary iron sword and dancing slowly.
But just by dancing like this, the cracked void completely collapsed, and Yang Yi was forced out of the void with a gloomy look.
Whoosh!
The moment Yang Yi was forced out, the vague figure trembled, and the iron sword in his right hand suddenly slashed down. The speed was beyond Yang Yi's expectation...