Sword Emperor

But at this moment, Sun Bing did not distract himself too much. After killing the fifteen emperors, his eyes immediately fell on the masters of the seven eras.

Although they are the Lords of the Era, their own strength is much weaker than the Demon Lord and the Three-faced Clan Leader.

After all, among the allocations made by the Lord God and others, each group has equal strength.

Among this group, Mo Xiao is the most powerful. With the presence of the three patriarchs, there is no need to worry about being attacked. In addition, the evil Kui patriarch can help heal his injuries, which is a perfect combination.

It is precisely because of this that the strength of the remaining seven epoch masters is not too strong.

And Sun Bing's target is clearly this kind of person.

After all, no matter how weak their strength is, they are still the masters of the era.

A gap in realm is like a chasm, and he can kill any emperor or even monks below the emperor at will.

Only by killing a strong person with this level of cultivation can one truly cause losses to all races.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then the majestic mental power exploded directly.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation"

With many obscure rules crisscrossing the area, a huge formation directly enveloped the Lords of the Seven Eras.

At the same time, Sun Bing's eyes narrowed slightly, and cold words slowly came out of his mouth:

"It's your turn next!"

In fact, there was no need for Sun Bing to speak. As early as the arrival of the world-destroying millstone, the Lord of the Seven Era had already noticed something was wrong.

During this time, they have been looking for a way to escape.

It's a pity that the World-Destroying Mopan suppressed everything. Even if they could protect themselves together, they couldn't escape smoothly.

Now that the Immortal Killing Sword Formation is surrounding the surroundings, escaping is even more of a luxury.

An endless sense of crisis enveloped them, so that the faces of the seven of them were filled with ferocious looks.

But even so, they still forced themselves to regain their composure, and even couldn't help but comfort each other:

"Fellow Taoists, there is no need to worry. With our strength, we will be able to hold on for a while if we work together.

As long as we persist until the reinforcements arrive, we will be successful, and by then the entire ethnic group may become prosperous. "

Thinking of this, deep excitement appeared on the faces of the seven people, and the morale that had just been low suddenly improved a lot.

At the same time, everyone was running the power in their bodies in unison, always preparing to resist attacks from all around.

After all, as the leader of the lower-ranked clan, although their strength may be a little lacking, it is not easy for them to become the Lord of the Era.

Especially in terms of life-saving abilities, each of them is very good at it.

Otherwise, how could they still be safe and sound after experiencing that war tens of billions of years ago.

Looking at the people in the sword formation who were showing off their magical powers, Sun Bing's expression was very calm, and he even couldn't help but shake his head and sigh:

"It's just a stubborn fight."

The moment the words fell, the endless power of the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation burst out completely, and the majestic murderous aura condensed into bloody sword aura, falling like a sudden rain.

After being blessed by the divine patterns of heaven and earth, earth veins, and potential, the power that the Immortal Killing Sword Formation can now unleash is simply unimaginable.

"Boom"

One could only hear bursts of shocking loud noises. In the face of the nearly endless sword energy, the defenses jointly arranged by the seven people were completely broken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the demon lord and the three-faced clan leader also realized Sun Bing's purpose.

But even if they want to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it is still impossible. After all, the strong men of the Jiuli clan will not sit still and wait for death.

Time gradually passed, and Sun Bing became more and more anxious. After all, the time for the arrival of reinforcements from all races was getting closer and closer.

Next, they may be surrounded by reinforcements from all races at any time, and the consequences will be disastrous.

After taking a look at the three strong men from the Jiuli tribe who were now standing next to the Zhuxian Sword, a light flashed in his pupils.

Previously, the six of them joined forces and were able to contain the seven epoch masters and even twenty emperors.

Although there are only three people left now, there are also twenty emperors missing from the opposite side.

So at this moment, we can only find a breakthrough from these people. Then Sun Bing immediately sent a message:

"Fellow Taoists, next I will send you to the Zhuxian Sword Formation. I hope you can separate them. Only in this way can you defeat them one by one."

These three people were originally hesitating whether to join the battle to besiege the demon lord, but now after hearing this order, they did not hesitate at all and nodded directly.

The next moment, the space around the three of them continued to distort, and then disappeared directly in place.

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, only a flash of light could be seen, and the figures of the three people appeared directly.

Under Sun Bing's deliberate control, no sword energy fell on them, but they felt the supreme edge of the sword energy, and a cold sweat still appeared on their backs.

After barely adapting to the surrounding environment, the three of them quickly galloped towards the enemy in the distance.

The strength of these Lords of the Seven Era is barely adequate, so how can they be the match for the powerful ones from the Jiuli Clan?

What's more, they are still in the Zhuxian Sword Formation now, which makes it even more difficult for them.

The moment the two sides collided, the defense that the seven people had built for such a long time completely collapsed, and two figures even flew out directly.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Sun Bing's pupils, and the Qingping sword in his hand suddenly swung forward.

On the other side, the head of the Flame Dog tribe, whose body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, keenly sensed the arrival of a fatal crisis.

Turning his head, he could see the black sword light getting closer and closer.

But it was too late to realize until this moment.

Finally, he could see him struggling with all his strength, and at the same time he roared in despair:

"No..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light descended directly, and the cold power contained in it burst out directly.

In an instant, this person's body, soul, and even the avenue completely dissipated.

In such a short period of time, one person completely died, which made the remaining six people feel a little negative.

After all, their teammates lost one person, but the enemy did not lose any personnel.

In this way, the gap in strength between the two sides was even more desperate.

Many thoughts emerged in his mind, and even at this moment, some people began to use their power to commit suicide.

After all, there is still hope of coming back if you commit suicide, but once you fall into Sun Bing's hands, you will completely disappear from this world.

However, the reaction speed of the three Jiuli tribe strongmen was even faster. The moment they noticed that the enemy had such thoughts, they gathered all their strength to stop the other party's actions.

Because for strong men of their realm, it is actually not a simple matter to seek death.