Chapter three hundred and forty-ninth broken soul blade
Lei Di's eyes were full of violence, the light of thunder surged around him, and the void space around him seemed to be shattered.
He arrived outside the Momentless Star Territory and was about to force his way into it the next moment.
All the rules of the star field are nothing in his eyes!
Suddenly, another bolt of lightning fell from the sky.
He is the second saint of the Holy Thunder Clan, Lei Zheng.
"Lei Di, you shouldn't have come." Lei Zheng looked at Lei Di and said indifferently.
"Who do you think you are and dare to take care of me?"
Lei Di's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, "Get out of here!"
He quickly moved forward and punched Lei Zheng in the face.
In an instant, time and space seemed to have stopped, and Lei Di's fist was like a meteor, speeding through the still space.
There was a huge earthquake, the whole world was shaking, and Saint Lei Zheng fell back more than a hundred feet.
"Enough of the minefields!"
Lei Zheng's face was full of anger, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"If Zi Chen dies, I will let all of you Lei Zheng clan be buried with him. Do you think I know what I am doing?"
The killing intent around Lei Zheng was completely materialized, and then evolved into a killing sword.
"You're crazy!"
The face of Lord Lei Zheng changed drastically. It was obvious that Lei Di, who had used the killing sword, was definitely not just a simple talk.
Buzz!
The void space trembled, and the killing sword bloomed with misty light and flew forward.
This pose seems fast and slow at the same time, and the space seems to be still and accelerating, giving people a psychedelic feeling.
In fact, time and space at this moment have long been confused.
Looking at the sword light that was still quite a distance away from him, there was an extra light in Saint Lei Zheng's hand.
Clang!
The next moment, an attack broke out, and a powerful wave appeared in the void.
The killing sword that was still far away has disappeared.
There was a deep cut mark on the light shield in Saint Lei Zheng's hand, and his body was pushed back nearly a hundred feet.
Within this distance of a hundred feet, there are countless spaces. In other words, at this moment, Saint Lei Zheng was knocked back by the thunder for an unknown number of spaces. When converted into a distance, it was unknown how many thousands of miles.
"That's enough, you and I are both saints, you can't get through it at all."
Lei Zheng, holding a light shield, said indifferently.
"With your turtle shell, if you hit it a few times, you will be able to break through it!" Lei Di's voice was cold, and the killing intent around him was unabated.
"Leidi, I'm here to stop this annoying guy, you go rescue him!"
At this moment, a childish voice sounded, and Lingzu suddenly appeared. She was a playful and cute little girl, but she was the Holy Lord of the Holy Thunder Tribe.
"good!"
Lei Di sheathed his sword and disappeared, and Lingzu's whole body released streams of green light, like vines, passing through countless spaces and winding towards Holy Lord Lei Zheng.
"Lingzu, do you want to ruin our clan's important affairs?"
Lord Lei Zheng was furious.
"What a big deal, we just want Zi Chen to survive!"
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A ripple was triggered, and Lei Di felt a powerful force appear, forcibly tearing him out of the space.
The figure appeared, and Lei Di looked at the person in front of him, with a trace of anger on his face, "It's really you who is causing trouble!"
The person standing in front is none other than Lei Zhenke. He is known as the strongest person in the Holy Thunder Clan and is also the oldest being.
"After many years of waiting, we need to get an answer." Lei Zhenke said.
"But not now!"
Lei Di said dissatisfied: "You are deliberately hurting him!"
Lei Zhenke said: "Since it is confirmed that he is that person, then he is immortal. Even if his soul is destroyed this time, there will still be a way to be reborn."
"After rebirth, will he still be Zi Chen?" Lei Ge asked.
Lei Zhenke said: "He is no longer the Zi Chen he used to be. As the person he once trusted the most, you should know this best."
"He is indeed different from before, but he has become more responsible for the Holy Thunder Clan and more like a human being. What has he done for the Holy Thunder Clan this time? You should know it very well! He has done countless things for the Holy Thunder Clan.
The Holy Thunder Tribe takes risks just to do more for this tribe as much as possible."
Lei Di said dissatisfied: "Even so, you have to sacrifice him to get a nihilistic answer that doesn't exist at all?"
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The moment Zi Chen lost the Immortal King Armor, his fate was already sealed.
Zi Chen was also prepared to die in battle.
But obviously, he didn't want to be killed like this.
Many attacks fell on him, and there were some wounds on his powerful body.
Without the fairy spear, he still has the magic sword!
Buzz!
The magic sword was unsheathed and turned into a sharp arc, sweeping forward.
Puff puff!……
Blood flew everywhere, heads flying high into the air, accompanied by the fleeing Holy Spirit souls.
call out!
From Zi Chen's sea of consciousness, a bolt of lightning flew out, which was the flying knife of the Holy Spirit.
He is quickly annihilating those fleeing souls.
Wow!
Hundreds of holy symbols flew out, thunderous.
This is the last thunder talisman on his body, with a five-star level.
Countless roars resounded throughout the world, and the terrifying power of thunder swept across an area of several thousand feet. Within this area, all holy spirits, including Zi Chen himself, were subjected to indiscriminate attacks.
While the thunder roared, Zi Chen drew his sword again.
Knife after knife.
Harvest the lives of the Holy Spirit one by one.
After the power of Lei Dang disappeared, another holy talisman flew out in front of Zi Chen, which was the Holy Arm of Heavenly Power. They turned into huge arms and flew forward.
During this period, two of them disappeared into Zi Chen's arms.
The holy talisman on his body was gone now.
The ground is covered with corpses!
More Holy Spirits came to surround and kill him, and they were not afraid of death!
Because you can be reborn after death!
Attack after attack landed on Zi Chen.
Chi! Chi!...
There were wounds after wounds on Zi Chen's body, as if someone had been injured. In some places, bones could even be seen.
Faced with such severe pain, Zi Chen showed no expression on his face. He unsheathed his magic sword, drew an arc, and swept forward.
More than a dozen Holy Spirits were beheaded.
Their souls who were about to escape were immediately killed by the flying knives of the Holy Spirit.
Zi Chen had stood still for a long time, not because he didn't want to, but because he was helpless.
He didn't dodge or avoid, he just traded his life for his life.
The people in the distance were very moved when they saw it, but they also knew that Zi Chen was at the end of his strength and might fall down at any time.
Everyone has to admit that his combat power is extremely strong, but there are too many opponents to kill them all.
He didn't die in battle, he was killed by countless people!
I have to say, this way of dying is very frustrating.
Mr. Zhong looked at Zi Chen who was still drawing his sword in front of him, and at the opponent who still hadn't fallen down, his indifferent expression fluctuated.
He felt very sorry and a little sad that such an amazing being died in an internal fight.
If it weren't for the different positions between the two, he really wanted to help the other party.
"Go and complete your mission. From today on, I will have nothing to do with your Lei Zheng family."
Lei Zhenghongtian walked forward without showing any gratitude to Mr. Zhong.
Because this is a transaction that is now complete.
At the same time, Mr. Zhong waved his hand.
Behind him, he saw those strong men who had never moved before immediately moving forward.
They crossed Zi Chen and stood in the sky, looking coldly at the crowd watching the battle in front of them, in a state of alert.
Obviously, this is to guard against some caring people suddenly coming to help.
At the same time, there were several strangers beside Lei Wusheng and Lei Wushuang, and their Qi machines locked onto them.
Zi Chen's speed of drawing the sword became very slow, and he could no longer kill anyone.
At this moment, there was no intact skin on his body. He was covered in blood, but he still stood upright.
In his hand, he held the magic knife tightly and never gave up.
He was exhausted, his injuries had reached their limit, and death was just a matter of time.
At this moment, everyone stopped their hands and separated to both sides.
I saw Lei Zhenghongtian walking over from behind.
He looked at Zi Chen who had become a bloody man in front of him, smiled coldly, and said: "You didn't expect it, did you? The one who laughs last is still me!"
"Now, I'll send you on your way!"
Lei Zhenghongtian walked towards Zi Chen and said at the same time: "Don't worry, I will destroy all your souls as soon as possible."
Zi Chen slashed with his sword, but Lei Zhenghongtian stretched out his left hand to easily block it. The blade at this time could no longer do anything to him.
"You are finally going to die, and all your next gains will belong to me, Lei Zhenghongtian."
A short blade exuding a powerful soul aura stabbed directly towards Zi Chen's chest.
This is his trump card.
Soul-cutting blade.
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ps: I will update once in the past few days, and resume two updates on October 1st.