The fourth thousand one hundred and eighty-four chapters ancient stars cut the universe
Zhu Yangchi was horrified. He stared at the Taiyou Holy Sword with his heart beating violently. He could clearly feel the breath of death on the Taiyou Holy Sword.
This sword is too dangerous, enough to threaten his life.
Zhu Yangchi roared, stopped pestering Zhuo Wen, and quickly retreated.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen was hanging in mid-air. He looked at Zhu Yangchi indifferently, pinched the sword finger of his right hand, and slashed it down in the air.
The Taiyou Holy Sword turned into an endless sword light, descended from the sky, and stood fiercely on Zhu Yangchi's head.
Zhu Yangchi had no way to avoid it, so he could only mobilize Qiankun World to stand in front of him.
boom!
The sword light soared into the sky, its power shattered the void, and the moment it landed on the world of Qiankun, it completely shook the world of Qiankun.
The world of Qiankun was on the verge of collapse and completely shattered, turning into countless energy fragments.
Under Zhu Yangchi's fearful gaze, the sword light turned into a ray of light and completely penetrated Zhu Yangchi's eyebrows.
Zhu Yangchi stared at Zhuo Wen, his soul was completely crushed by the Taiyou Holy Sword, and he just fell from the air with his eyes open.
When his body finally hit the ground, his body was torn into pieces and shattered into countless pieces of powder. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
The countless monks all over the divine city were as quiet as if they were petrified.
They stared at the disappearing body of Zhu Yangchi, opened their mouths, but could not say a word.
Originally, Ling Xinghai was standing between Zhuowen and Shencheng, with his arms folded and resting at ease. The playful smile on his face had long since disappeared, and was replaced by stunned and deep fear.
Zhu Yangchi actually died like this.
Ling Xinghai suddenly felt a sharp gaze coming directly towards him.
His neck was stiff and he slowly raised his head, looking at Zhuo Wen in front of him, who was staring at him coldly and grinning at him.
Ling Xinghai's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but take dozens of steps back.
"Ling Xinghai! It's your turn now!" Zhuo Wen walked slowly towards Ling Xinghai, his plain voice echoing between heaven and earth.
Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy, he retreated again and again, and said with some annoyance: "You have hidden your cultivation, the city is really deep! If Brother Zhu was not too careless, how could you kill him so easily!"
Zhuo Wen kept walking and said casually: "Ling Xinghai, haven't I already told you? Neither of you is qualified to face me! If you join forces, you still have some qualifications!"
"But you didn't listen to my opinion and insisted on confronting me one-on-one, so it's not a pity for you to die!"
Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy, and he whispered: "Zhuowen, you have something to say! If you let us go, I will immediately lead the army to withdraw from the Hexu realm, and I can also offer the treasure house of my Zihuan clan with both hands!"
Zhuo Wen was not surprised by Ling Xinghai's submission. He just shook his head and smiled: "My kindness can only be given to you once. If you miss it, you will miss it!"
"Today, you and your army must stay here with their lives!"
Ling Xinghai's expression changed drastically. He suddenly shouted loudly and said: "All armies, listen to my orders and come together to kill this boy. I will give you a big reward afterwards!"
As soon as Ling Xinghai said this, the 50,000-strong army of the Zihuan Clan not far away rushed over in unison, and terrifying offensives came in full force, aiming directly at Zhuo Wen.
"How despicable. Ling Xinghai was deliberately stalling for time, but in fact he was secretly getting in touch with the 50,000-strong army to encircle and suppress Senior Brother Zhuo together!"
In the city of Hexu, Samei couldn't help but cursed when he saw this scene.
Countless monks in the divine city also used foul language and cursed Ling Xinghai for being despicable and shameless. They promised to fight in a one-on-one fight but then went back on their word. They also sent out a large army to encircle Zhuo Wen.
Ling Xinghai naturally had no time to pay attention to the scolding in the divine city. After the 50,000-strong army launched the offensive, he also used a thunderous strike, hoping to completely destroy Zhuo Wen under this joint offensive.
I saw Ling Xinghai offering up the world of Qiankun, and mysterious starlight swept out from the world of Qiankun, like thousands of rivers flowing into the sea, pouring in from Zhuo Wen's head.
At the same time, the 50,000-strong army also attacked and hit Zhuo Wen heavily.
Suddenly, with Zhuo Wen as the center, thousands of miles around were filled with colorful lights, and then there was a continuous sound of terrifying explosions.
"kill!"
Ling Xinghai roared, and the 50,000-strong army rushed over in darkness. Not long after the offensive came down, they charged towards Zhuo Wen.
But soon, Ling Xinghai was shocked to discover that the 50,000-strong army had just approached Zhuo Wen's range of about tens of feet, and they exploded into clouds of blood mist.
And he finally discovered that dozens of feet away from Zhuo Wen, arrays of brilliance were flowing, exuding terrifying energy.
These formations are like a meat grinder. Whenever an army of 50,000 people approaches, they will be crushed and ground into powder.
In the blink of an eye, there were 10,000 troops. Before they knew it, they were crushed into powder by these dense formations, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
The remaining 40,000 troops were so frightened that they no longer dared to charge forward and retreated one after another.
"Now that you're here, don't leave!"
An indifferent voice came from the core of the explosion group, and the dense formations rushed out like swimming fish, completely enveloping the 40,000-strong army.
In the enveloping circle of endless formations, screams could be heard one after another, and a large number of monks fell under the crushing force of the formations every moment.
Within the explosion, a figure floated out. He was surrounded by a powerful divine sword, blocking him from the terrifying explosion energy around him.
"So... so strong! This is Master Zhuo's true strength!"
In the Holy City of Hexu, countless monks looked at the slender figure walking out of the explosion with ardent eyes.
This moment and this figure will be unforgettable and unforgettable for them forever.
Ling Xinghai was completely frightened. He could no longer care about his 50,000-strong army and fled into the distance like a bereaved dog.
"Ling Xinghai, you can't escape either!"
Zhuo Wen looked at Ling Xinghai's back, made sword-pointing fingers with both fingers of his right hand, one point between his eyebrows, and his powerful soul condensed into the shape of a huge sword several feet tall.
With a flick of his finger, this huge divine soul sword shot through the air and disappeared into the distance.
The speed of the divine soul is much faster than the physical body. The divine soul sword intention is formed by the divine soul, and its speed is so fast that even the Taiyou Holy Sword cannot match it.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen's soul has already reached the peak of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. The sword intention of the Divine Soul that he has spawned at this moment will cause his soul to be severely damaged even if a strong person at the peak of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth resists.
As for Ling Xinghai, who was only in the late stage of the Qiankun Tribulation, how could he withstand the fierce offensive of Zhuo Wen's terrifying soul.
Ling Xinghai, who was originally running away, had actually been wary of Zhuo Wen's movements behind him. When he discovered the divine soul sword intention, before he could react, the divine soul sword intention had already appeared on the back of his head.
Under his unbelievable gaze, it sank deep into the back of his head, penetrated into his soul, stirred wantonly and made waves in the world of his soul...