Su Liyang turned into a shadow and rushed back and forth among the ninety-nine mountains and rivers. Every time he jumped, he could blast out a punch and hit Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen kicked hard, and the purple sun floated above his head. With the help of the power of the purple sun, he jumped up and slammed into Su Liyang.
Zhuo Wen's speed was no slower than Su Liyang's. The two of them collided instantly, and the terrifying aftermath was as terrifying as a tsunami on the sea that had never happened in a century.
Many monks who were on the edge used their own defensive methods to resist the aftermath of the battle between Zhuo Wen and Su Liyang.
Moreover, some of the more unlucky monks were hit by the shock wave escaping from the collision between the two, and were directly destroyed physically and mentally. The monks next to them were so frightened that they quickly stepped back a certain distance.
boom!
After a hundred rounds, a figure was directly blasted backwards, then twisted in mid-air and forcibly stopped the figure.
When everyone took a look, they realized that the figure that was blown away was none other than Zhuo Wen.
"It seems that Su Zu still has the advantage. The winner should be decided soon, and then we can leave this ghost place!"
After everyone saw that the figure that was shot away was Zhuo Wen, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that as long as Su Liyang won, they would be truly free.
"die!"
A cold and stern shout came, and Su Liyang suddenly flew out of the ninety-nine mountains, like a long rainbow, and hit Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Su Liyang was like a falling meteor, gorgeous and terrifying.
The power of this attack was so powerful that terrifying earthquakes were caused throughout the entire surrounding area tens of millions of miles away. The surrounding monks' expressions changed, which showed how terrifying Su Liyang's attack was.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, and when he touched his eyebrows with his right hand, a burst of gray energy suddenly rushed out, turning into a monstrous sword energy.
And in this sword energy, there is a death threat that shocks the soul.
Boom!
As soon as the Death Sacrifice Sword came out, it brought up a rainbow of death and slashed towards Su Liyang. For a moment, Su Liyang's falling force stopped in mid-air.
Bang bang bang!
Then there was a continuous sound of explosions in the air.
Su Liyang's pupils shrank, and he immediately let out a muffled groan before flying backwards. The Death Sacrifice Sword was also knocked down and landed in Zhuo Wen's hand.
"What kind of artifact is this?"
Su Liyang stopped and stared at the Death Sacrifice Sword in Zhuo Wen's hand.
The moment the Death Sacrifice Sword struck his hand, he actually felt the threat of death, and the blow just now made the blood boil in his body. Although he was not injured, it was still somewhat affected.
In particular, Su Liyang actually felt the aura of Heavenly Dao in this Death Sacrifice Sword, and the aura of Heavenly Dao was extremely strong.
This aura was definitely not unfamiliar to Su Liyang, it was very similar to the Taoist rhyme flowing on the surface of the Taoist fruit.
"This is most likely a divine artifact for enlightenment. No wonder this boy is so confident, as he has this artifact as a backing." Su Liyang thought to himself, his heart full of fire.
Thinking of this, Su Liyang felt even more determined to win the Death Sacrifice Sword in Zhuo Wen's hand.
So what if it was a Taoist artifact. He was extremely confident in the power of Dahaoshanhe. As long as he killed Zhuo Wen, then this Taoist artifact would naturally be his.
Zhuo Wen saw the greed in Su Liyang's eyes, and he knew that Su Liyang must have guessed that the Death Sacrifice Sword in his hand was an artifact of enlightenment, and probably had his mind set on the Death Sacrifice Sword in his hand.
"Mountains and rivers change!"
Su Liyang kneaded the secret with both hands, and in a moment, the ninety-nine surrounding mountains and rivers combined to form a stone giant, and Su Liyang merged into the stone giant's chest and became the core of the stone giant.
The huge stone giant roared angrily, and its huge stone arms roared from mid-air and struck Zhuo Wen fiercely.
Zhuo Wen held the sword in his right hand, with a solemn gaze, and slashed out with the sword. Suddenly, the sword energy filled with the aura of death rose into the sky.
Although this sword energy was terrifying, it collapsed under the stone giant's stone arm, and then the huge stone arm continued to crush downwards.
Zhuo Wen's whole body was filled with purple mist, and he escaped the attack of the stone giant without any risk. He jumped up and slashed out the death sacrificial sword again, hitting the stone giant's chest, blasting out a dozen-foot-long blast in his chest.
gap.
The gap of tens of feet was indeed large, but compared to the huge body of the stone giant, it was not worth mentioning at all. However, the stone giant seemed to be healing itself, and the stones on its chest actually squirmed and healed completely.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were solemn. Not only was this stone giant physically terrifying, but its self-healing ability was also terrifying. It was simply a humanoid machine.
The terrifying sound of breaking through the air rang in Zhuo Wen's ears. Zhuo Wen suddenly raised the Death Sacrifice Sword and blocked it in front of him. Then he flew out and barely stabilized his body thousands of meters away.
It turned out that the sound that broke through the air was coming from another huge stone arm of the stone giant.
Bang bang bang!
The stone giant came over again, Zhuo Wen went up to meet it, and the two of them immediately fought against each other.
Although the power of Zhuowen's Death Sacrifice Sword is indeed terrifying, the stone giant is not weak either, and the two are basically evenly matched.
At the foot of Shanhe Palace, a figure slowly approached.
This is a young man in black, with an ordinary face, exactly the same as Lord Zhuo Wen. On his shoulder stands a fiery red Gu insect the size of a thumb.
"Ancestor Shanhe, I underestimated the strength of this old guy. He actually used the help of Shanhe to increase his strength to the level of a Half-Step Heavenly Dao Master. Although my strength has increased very quickly, it is at most as good as the Half-Step Heavenly Dao Master.
It's quite difficult to kill him."
The young man in black had a pair of pupils as black as ink. He looked at the huge stone giant in the Shanhe Palace above and the young man in white who kept running around the stone giant. His eyes were full of murderous intent like a tsunami.
After saying that, the young man in black stomped his foot on the ground, and immediately the whole ground rumbled and exploded, while the young man in black soared into the sky like a cannonball and flew towards the top of the mountain.
At this moment, Shanhe Palace has long been in ruins, and only the battle between Shanhe Patriarch and Zhuo Wen remains, while the monks hiding on the edge are all terrified, fearing that they will be affected.
They knew very well that if the ancestors of Shanhe did not unlock the restrictions around Dahao Shanhe, or were defeated, they would not be able to leave this place at all.
Lan Ji hid tightly behind Ziwei Xingjun, trembling all over, and asked tremblingly to Ziwei Xingjun: "Master Ziwei, do you think he will win?"
Ziwei Xingjun's eyes narrowed slightly and he sighed: "If Brother Zhuo's clone can come, he should be able to win, but now his strongest clone is not here. According to this situation, I have no idea who will win or lose.
determination."
Lan Ji's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that Zhuo Wen actually had a clone, and from what Ziwei Xingjun said, that clone was even more powerful than the current Zhuo Wen.
Thinking of this, Lan Ji admired Zhuo Wen even more and was full of reverence.