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This palm was enough to knock Jian Wusheng into physical and mental destruction.
At the critical moment, Jian Wusheng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the sword in his hand, and shouted: "Transform!"
In an instant, the devil's palm came, but only a blood-stained sword was left on the spot, which was smashed to pieces by the devil's palm.
Not far away, Jian Wusheng's figure flashed and staggered, his face pale.
The King of Zhongzhou is too powerful, and ordinary forces cannot resist him!
"I can only look at you, Demon Palace Master."
Another devil's palm successfully hit Mo Tianxuan, and the King of Zhongzhou showed a sinister smile: "A bunch of rabble, do you want to kill me like this?"
However, suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the other devil's palm.
He did slap Mo Tianxuan on him, but he didn't smash him into pieces.
Taking a closer look, Mo Tianxuan took out a beautiful small cyan sword from his sleeve and pointed it at the center of the devil's palm.
This sword seemed to be an understatement, but it blocked the devil's palm.
"Rapid crowd? I don't like this word." Mo Tianxuan turned his palm, and the small green sword flew across the devil's palm.
Suddenly, the entire devil's palm broke into two halves, revealing an extremely smooth cut.
She can actually use swordsmanship? Everyone present, except Su Yu, was probably shocked.
On that day at the Wu Pagoda, Su Yu was lucky enough to see Mo Tianxuan use the Immortal Sword Body, knowing that she was a hidden sword master.
"Master..." A voice that few people heard came to Su Yu's ears.
Su Yu was shocked and looked sideways, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Jian Wusheng, who had retreated to the side, was seen looking at the heroic Mo Tianxuan from afar with reverence.
Could it be that Jian Wusheng, who civilized the world with swordsmanship, derived her swordsmanship from Mo Tianxuan?
If so, how strong is Mo Tianxuan's swordsmanship?
The King of Zhongzhou was stunned, and then his face changed drastically. He stared at the small green sword in his palm in shock. It was definitely an ordinary low-grade fairy weapon. Its explosive power was so powerful that it was even more powerful than the third realm of swordsmanship and the world of swordsmanship.
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A slight sense of danger poured into the heart of the King of Zhongzhou.
Suddenly, the King of Zhongzhou showed a look of disbelief and asked in surprise: "Could it be that you are a descendant of the sword god's bloodline and are innately proficient in god-level sword intent?"
God-level sword intent is a general concept. It is the sword intent of the sword god, which is far from comparable to the so-called three realms of swordsmanship.
Mo Tianxuan said calmly: "You don't need to know this!"
Tsk-
With another strike of the sword, the entire fifty-foot-long arm of the King of Zhongzhou was cut off.
A trace of panic finally appeared on the face of the King of Zhongzhou, and he said angrily: "What about the descendants of the Sword God? Anyone who stands in my way will be killed!"
"The Holy Demon Burns the Sky!" King Zhongzhou roared, and layers of golden flames burned all over his body. That was the fire of divine calamity, a terrifying flame that even the top immortals would retreat from.
Sure enough, Mo Tianxuan frowned and stepped back, feeling quite wary of the boundless divine fire.
However, Mo Tianxuan was never one to bow his head. He snorted coldly and stepped forward with his sword: "The sword reaches the divine realm!"
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An unearthly sword intent suddenly rushed out of the sword.
One person and one sword, in an instant like light and shadow, split open the fierce divine fire and penetrated the demonic body of the King of Zhongzhou.
He only heard a roar of pain, but saw the King of Zhongzhou growing green sword bodies from within his body outwards, as if there were countless swords growing out of his body.
Especially the sword on the chest, which pierced a heart and came out of the chest.
Moreover, the longer the sword body becomes, the more swords it grows. For every sword that grows, the king of Zhongzhou's vitality becomes weaker by one point.
When the demonic body of the King of Zhongzhou was densely covered with hundreds of thousands of swords, the demonic body of the King of Zhongzhou could no longer be seen, only the densely packed and endless sword bodies could be seen.
And the aura of the King of Zhongzhou suddenly dissipated, and his soul was also destroyed.
There was dead silence in the whole place.
The powerful Baizhang Demon, the most powerful man on the mainland, the King of Zhongzhou, was killed with just one sword!
Everyone looked at Mo Tianxuan as if they were looking at a terrifying female war goddess.
Who in the world can stop this sword?
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The small green sword in Mo Tianxuan's hand fell to the ground. Her hand holding the small sword continued to tremble, and a stream of blood flowed down her arm, winding into a river.
Everyone was shocked and looked closely, only to find that a huge blood hole burned through Mo Tianxuan's chest, and traces of divine fire were still burning.
She killed the King of Zhongzhou, but was seriously injured by the divine fire. Not only did her flesh and blood burn through, but her soul was also damaged.
Not to mention that if he strikes out with such a sword again, I'm afraid he won't even be able to pick up the sword again.
"Master." Jian Wusheng rushed over and hugged Mo Tianxuan, who was about to fall to the ground. His eyes were full of eagerness: "Master, why do you forcefully use this move? This, this can hurt the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself.
Eight hundred moves!"
Not only did they lose eight hundred to themselves, they almost perished together.
Even if there was no serious injury from the divine fire, this move overused all Mo Tianxuan's power.
"Humph, do you need to tell me how my master will decide?" Mo Tianxuan snorted, but his body was powerless.
After a long time, the Ghost Prison Emperor broke the silence. Looking at the miserable death of the Zhongzhou King, he felt relieved and said: "Having been dormant for a hundred years, the devil is finally exterminated. Qilin God, congratulations to you."
Qilin God also showed some complicated expressions, some were relaxed and some were a little regretful.
Why is it that such an outstanding person from heaven and earth is a member of the Land of Divine Relics? What a pity.
Relaxation gradually appeared on everyone's faces. The devil was dead, and the shadow that had shrouded the Kyushu continent for hundreds of years could be dissipated.
However, among all the people, Su Yu was the only one who always frowned.
Although the King of Zhongzhou died, the depression caused by his human calamity showed no signs of dissipating, and instead became more and more serious.
He couldn't help but remind him: "Don't be careless, everyone. After all, he is the king of Zhongzhou. Before confirming it, you must be careful..."
However, before he finished speaking, the infinite sword body penetrated into the hedgehog's hundred-foot-long demonic body, and intense golden light erupted from the inside out.
That golden light contains an extremely familiar aura!
"The source of Demon God Linlang!" Su Yu and Sheng Qilin said at the same time, their faces suddenly became solemn and extremely ugly.
Could it be that he and Demon God Linlang signed a... divine contract?
"Haha, hahahaha..." As the hundred-foot-long demonic body burst into wild laughter, everyone's hearts sank.
The Ghost Prison Emperor was shocked: "He is resurrected. Could it be that he has a contract with the gods?"
This contract was no stranger to him, and Su Yu was no stranger to it either.
In the Tianji Shen Pavilion, the Demon-Eating Emperor was willing to be Linlangchen Fairy's slave and obtained Linlangchen Fairy's contract.
Unless Linlangchenxian's divine source is exhausted, she is almost immortal and can be resurrected no matter how many times she is killed.
With the cultivation level of the King of Zhongzhou, resurrecting a lost divine source would probably be an unbearable burden for Immortal Lin Langchen.
Presumably, Fairy Linlangchen would never allow him to continue to consume his divine source.
Sure enough, a circle of light flashed between the Zhongzhou King's brows, clearly indicating the intention to terminate the divine contract.
"Hahaha, that stupid woman thought she could take advantage of me, but little did she know that I was taking advantage of him! He took away half of her divine source to resurrect her. She must be crazy now, right?" The hundred-foot-long demonic body looked up to the sky and laughed, and countless things grew in his body.
One hundred thousand sword bodies were knocked away one after another with a slight shout, revealing the body of the King of Zhongzhou.
When they looked at his body, everyone present felt their hearts sinking, almost sinking to the bottom.
Not only was the King of Zhongzhou resurrected, but all of his injuries were repaired by the divine source.
The death air current in the body, the body shattered by the light beam, the head that was smashed, and the arms that were chopped off were all repaired.
The King of Zhongzhou reappeared in front of them in his full glory.
At this moment, even Su Yu felt desperate.
"Let's fight!" The Ghost Prison Emperor gritted his teeth, put down Su Yu and Qin Xian'er, shouted loudly, sacrificed the eight retrieved Huang Quan beads, lined them up in a circle, and took the initiative to attack.
Jian Wusheng also gritted his teeth, put down the seriously injured Mo Tianxuan, and went up with his sword.
The remaining ghost forces gathered into a large cloud of ghosts and rushed forward again. Chains and spears of extremely evil ghost energy were thrown out one after another.
Even if you know it's hopeless, you still have to stop him.
The king of Zhongzhou had a playful look on his face, as if he was watching a swarm of ants rushing towards him.
"The mob!" King Zhongzhou stretched out two huge devil palms, each condensed a divine fire, and shot it at the Ghost Prison Emperor and Jian Wusheng.
The two powerful Chenxian warriors gritted their teeth and stepped forward.
However, in the face of absolute force, their magical powers are as powerful as a fly shaking a tree.
A ball of divine fire bombarded the eight underworld beads, and the swirling underworld beads removed 10% of the divine fire. They were unable to withstand the horror of the divine fire and were burned to pieces.
The eight Huangquan Pearls were burned to pieces one after another, and there was still 20% of the divine fire left, which turned into a sharp arrow and penetrated the chest of the Ghost Prison Emperor.
With a pitiful groan, the Ghost Prison Emperor spread golden flames all over his body and became a blazing fireman.
If he hadn't circulated the extremely evil ghost energy throughout his body and forced the divine fire out of his body bit by bit, he would have turned into ashes at this moment.
Jian Wusheng is not much better. She has lost her immortal sword, so she can only refer to the sword to condense the supreme sword intention: "Swordsmanship in the world!"
In an instant, the infinite sword light slashed at the incoming divine fire, but the sword light was like a moth flying into the flame, and was quickly destroyed in the divine fire.
The remaining divine fire directly burned Jian Wusheng. She did not have the evil ghost energy that could resist the divine fire like the Ghost Prison Emperor, so her body was burned to death.
Fortunately, the soul left the body and escaped in time.
In the blink of an eye, the two dust immortals, one was seriously injured and the other's body was broken.
This is the power of the King of Zhongzhou at his peak!
I'm afraid Mo Tianxuan may not be able to hurt him if he comes to the "Sword to God Realm" again!
The King of Zhongzhou sneered: "A century-old plan? A century-old plan? Haha, it's just a joke."
Mo Tianxuan gritted her silver teeth: "Damn contract with gods!"
A hundred years of planning, one move failed!
Mo Tianxuan was seriously injured, the Ghost Prison Emperor was seriously injured, and Jian Wusheng only had his soul left.
In this world, who else can stop the King of Zhongzhou?
"The dust of your former divine source was killed by me. Let me destroy the last ray of your divine source. Since you are dead, then you can die in peace and contentment. Why continue to linger?" The King of Zhongzhou sneered.
Holding the Holy Qilin, he raised his finger and shot out a ball of divine fire arrows, burying everyone including Su Yu.