Bai Ye can no longer explain how terrifying this move is.
But he firmly believed that if he was caught by this hand, his body would turn into a ball of flesh in an instant and die completely.
At the end of the moment, its power has completely connected heaven and earth, connected space, and connected the universe.
As long as he is willing, he can affect the entire space with a palm or a punch.
Bai Ye widened his eyes and looked at the palm that was grabbing at him, feeling that all the strength in his body was suppressed by this punch...
So powerful!
But he will never give up, let alone wait for death!
In the midst of this electric light and flint, Bai Ye suddenly shouted and activated the Supreme Descending Technique.
Boom!
A terrifying shadow of the sword god immediately appeared behind him. The shadow clasped his sword and slashed towards the end fiercely.
"Um?"
Finally, he frowned but did not stop.
In an instant.
Chi!
In the end, the outstretched hand was cut off directly.
Blood splatters.
However... the severed hand did not stop yet, but continued to charge forward.
Bai Ye's breathing trembled, and he wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.
Boom!
Then he saw that the severed hand was like a cannonball, hitting Bai Ye's chest hard.
In an instant, Bai Ye's chest was like a whirlpool, and all the bones, flesh and blood were twisted. As the fist shattered, the person flew out and hit the ruins not far away, splashing a lot of dust and flames.
"What?"
The world trembled.
Everyone looked incredible.
The power of this punch was actually so terrifying.
Is this the final strength?
"Dragon Lord!!"
Countless people trembled.
"white night?"
The Rakshasa girl couldn't help but glance at that, her face full of worry.
But they saw Bai Ye lying on the ground, struggling to get up, and vomiting blood from his mouth. He looked as miserable as possible.
As for his chest, it was a bloody mess.
The chest had been completely twisted and torn, and all the internal organs and bones were broken.
And... judging from the location, the area where he was injured is exactly where Tianhun is!
Although that punch did not penetrate Bai Ye's body, such a ferocious injury would not only destroy Tianhun, but it would definitely seriously damage Tianhun. Tianhun is the foundation for a soul master to maintain a fight!
Tianhun is injured... No matter how powerful this soul user is, he will definitely not be able to continue fighting.
The people around him stared blankly, and everyone's expressions became complicated.
The people of the Dark Dynasty applauded and shouted the name of the end.
On the other side of the white night, there was a cry of mourning.
"The soul of the sky has been damaged...defeated! Defeated!"
"Oh my God, what kind of magic weapon did you use in the end? Why is it so terrifying?"
"His methods are too powerful! It is impossible for us to fight against such methods!"
"Why doesn't Mr. Baiye use Hong Bing? What on earth is he doing?"
"Idiot, in that case, even if you use Hongbing, you may not be able to win... Do you think Lord Baiye has a chance to use Hongbing?"
"I think he is just out of anger, so there is no need for Hong Bing..."
Many people were muttering, discussing, fearful, and uneasy.
There were even soldiers shouting and cursing.
They were so disappointed with Bai Ye's performance.
In their opinion, if Bai Ye loses, they won't survive! Since they can't survive, they don't have to worry so much.
"Bai Ye, I think you should use Hong Bing! Otherwise you are no match for me. As I said, you rely too much on Hong Bing. If you don't use Hong Bing, you are nothing!" Zhong Yan said lightly.
, and the broken hand glowed with bursts of green light, and the broken arm grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"But...I...didn't lose..."
At this time, Bai Ye, who was lying on the ground over there, suddenly spoke in a hoarse and weak voice.
"Do I have to kill you before you are willing to accept the fact that you lost?" Zhan Yan shook his head and said.
"These are just superficial injuries...how can we lose?"
Bai Ye said.
Suddenly, bursts of strange snowy light appeared on his body.
As soon as the snow light appeared, his broken chest suddenly lit up again.
That was clearly the light of the Heavenly Soul.
Wrapped in these bright lights, Bai Ye's body healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye...
In the blink of an eye, his body was restored to its original state, and all the dents and cracks in his chest were healed...
"What?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Finally, he also narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Ye. After a moment, he realized something and said coldly: "You transferred the heavenly soul??"
"Yes."
Bai Ye threw away the severed hand that was still stuck in his chest and said calmly: "I didn't expect that your broken hand could be so powerful. Fortunately, I transferred the heavenly soul fast enough.
At the critical moment, I let all my heavenly souls condense into my abdomen to avoid your offensive. Therefore, no matter how fierce your offensive is, it is nothing more than a flesh wound to me. You can't hit me with just one blow.
If you kill me, no matter how severe my injuries are, they will heal quickly."
"The recovery-type Heavenly Soul in your body cannot give you such an ability. I think... you must have an extraordinary recovery magic weapon, right?" Zhanyan said solemnly.
Bai Ye nodded.
In the end, my guess was correct.
In the situation just now, he activated the Qingxue Divine Clothes on his body.
He always wore this piece of clothing, but because it was invisible and transparent, many people didn't notice it.
In such a serious injury situation, Bai Ye can rely on this magic weapon to heal his body even if he doesn't summon the heavenly soul.
"Very good! Very good! If I had killed you with just one blow, I would have found it boring. In that case, let's do it again!"
Finally, he shouted, clasped his hands together, and then waved towards Bai Ye in the air: "Destroy the sky!!"
Boom...
Above the sky, a huge shadow of a god instantly appeared.
The shadow was ten thousand feet long, standing at the edge of the Dark Dynasty.
The entire Dark Dynasty looked like a toy in front of him.
Bai Ye glanced there.
But look at the god holding a sword in both hands, the tip of the sword pointing straight at him, and stabbing down hard...
Boom boom boom...
The air waves set off by the huge sword were overwhelming and distorted the void.
This sword may penetrate the earth...
Everyone was so frightened that they retreated frantically, their faces full of fear.
The overwhelming power descended suddenly, as if the Dark Dynasty was about to be torn apart by this sword.
Bai Ye stared at the fallen sword, motionless.
"Aren't you still willing to use Hongbing?"
In the end, he maintained the sword of the gods and drank coldly.
Bai Ye was silent, staring at the huge long sword that fell, and suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the long sword.
"Want to contend with this attack head-on?" Zhan Yan breathed heavily.
He doesn't use Hongbing, he just exists during the Jin Dynasty...