Xian Ao

It actually hurt me, I was hurt, I bled.

This was the thought of the Kuzhu Patriarch's clone. For a moment, he was extremely angry. It was the first time in two thousand years that he was injured. Someone actually hurt him. It was really unforgivable.

The Kuzhu Patriarch's mental command was completely forgotten, and he bitterly took out the ninth-level flying sword, the Ten Thousand Life Nirvana Killing Sword.

As soon as the Eternal Death Killing Sword was released, a ferocious aura that swallowed up the heaven and the earth suddenly filled the whole place. This sword combined with the extremely spiritual light, the two were like a tiger with added power, a great power made in heaven.

At this moment, the clone outside the body is about to exert its force, and then use the second move of the Ultimate Divine Light Technique, combined with the Ten Thousand Life Annihilation Killing Sword, to kill the opponent under the sword.

He began to recite the mantra:

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all life will be destroyed."

At this moment, Patriarch Kuzhu below seemed to want to stop his clone, but he hesitated.

The clone is injured, and his heart is furious. If he stops it, will it affect him? Wait a moment and save Yu Zecheng by himself at the critical moment. By then, the clone's anger will be dissipated, so there will be no danger. Anyway, he With the Secret of Reincarnation of the Ming King, you can turn around nine times in one day, and you will live as long as these years.

The old man is the old man, and he no longer has the decisiveness of the past.

At this moment, just when the clone of Kuzhu Ancestor was about to exert force, Yu Zecheng moved, because in his heart, someone shouted, he cannot be allowed to exert force, cannot be allowed to make moves, cannot be allowed to launch attack.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng was filled with fighting spirit. He flew thousands of miles at a time and flew to the opponent's clone, then executed it with a single strike.

The platinum light flashed and slashed towards the opponent. The sword turned into a sword dove in an instant. Six huge powers of heaven gathered together to explode with terrifying power and slashed towards the opponent.

The power of the stars, the way of the morning sun, the power of killing, the way of division, gathering and dispersion, the power of thunder, and the power of blood, all come together and turn into the power of the sword and dove. A powerful force that is as terrifying as before appears in this world. , no one can stop the power of this sword. If you stop it, you will die.

The clone had to retreat and said:

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all life will be destroyed."

The word "annihilation" could no longer be uttered. He was immediately forced back by the sword. He had to retreat instantly to avoid the sword. It didn't matter. He was ready to attack again.

One step back, just one step, but if you take this step back, you will lose the opportunity, and you can never get it back. Yu Zecheng took advantage of the situation and slashed with the sword dove again. The sword was condensing to kill infinitely. He turned around and slashed with the sword Xinhui, bloodline. Twister, chop, chop, chop.

Sixty moments with a snap of the fingers, nine hundred births and deaths in one moment.

During these nine hundred years of life and death, Yu Zecheng slashed out countless swords. Each sword was so terrible and terrifying. One sword could cut off a person's head and kill him on the spot.

In just an instant, Yu Zecheng's sword light was like the sea and the tide, without stopping, a sword was slashed out, the sword light was crisscrossing the sky, there was only this color of light in the sky, no matter what you say about the ultimate divine light, what about the invincible sword, life or death Ancestor Kuzhu, no matter what shocking secret technique you have mastered, hold it back from me. If you want to use it, wait until I cut off your head.

Chop, chop, chop, the withered bamboo clone kept retreating and retreating. Only by avoiding this sword could he counterattack, but after this sword, another sword had already struck.

Avoid, avoid, avoid. Only by constantly retreating could he avoid this fatal pursuit.

No, if this continues, I will definitely lose and must fight back.

Kuzhu's clone started to fight back. The Jiyuan Divine Light exploded for me. Wan Sheng showed me. I want to fight back.

But under that never-ending attack, under those streaks of platinum sword light, all counterattacks disappeared in the sky with a radius of more than ten miles. The sword light is densely woven like a net. Countless sword lights flashed and danced in the sword rainbow, and each one contained the terrifying power of the sword dove. As long as it was hit, it would be completely destroyed.

The clone roared, exploded violently, and endless divine light burst out, turning into a sea of ​​glazed light within a hundred feet around him. The entire land of a hundred feet is filled with this extremely spiritual light. Only in this way can we block the infinite sword light.

The entire area of ​​100 feet is covered with a layer of transparent glass light. This light destroys everything. If it hits even a trace, it will be completely destroyed. It is one of the most sinister spells in the world.

But this light is extremely sacred, because the most sinister things always have the most sacred appearance.

The Kuzhu clone let out a sigh of relief. As long as you give me this little chance to breathe, it's enough. I can send out that devastating blow, and that's it...

Nothing was possible. In this glazed sea, a sword light flew up, crossed the hundred-foot sea of ​​light and went straight to the withered bamboo clone. This sword light was as agile as a god and moved like electricity.

Wherever it went, the glazed sea instantly shattered into billions of crystal fragments. Yu Zecheng's sword was skillfully used and struck into the sea of ​​light, turning into a stream of light and striking in front of the withered bamboo clone.

Suddenly the entire glazed sea of ​​light shattered. Viewed from a high altitude, the glazed sea seemed to shrink slightly in a circle. At this moment, another explosion occurred.

This explosion was not just once, it was a second time, a third time... a soul-shaking impact, it exploded a full six times!

In these six explosions, Kuzhu's glazed sea of ​​​​glow was completely shattered. Facing this sword, Kuzhu's clone had only one way, which was to retreat. Keep retreating, otherwise he would definitely die.

Retreat, retreat, retreat. He didn't know how far he retreated. Suddenly he felt an infinite power running through his body. With a roar, he activated the law of the law and used a fierce blow, which he followed all the time. The light of his sword shattered.

The sword light shattered, and the withered bamboo clone was still waiting for the next sword light attack. After dozens of breaths, he discovered that there was no second sword light.

There was no more pursuit, so he could fight back. He was about to fight back with his flying sword. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly withdrawn from thousands of miles away. He had already withdrawn from Tianfu Island, so he could use the laws of heaven and earth to smash that... The tracking sword light.

It turned out that he had already retreated thousands of miles away. It turned out that the opponent did not pursue him in the end. It was just a burst of sword energy that forced him out of thousands of miles.

The color of the withered bamboo clone couldn't help but change, and his face turned from white to red, and then from red to white. Finally, he put away the Sword of Eternal Death and Death with bitterness. , said:

"Failed, I lost."

Then he flew towards the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

Yu Zecheng destroyed the glazed sea with one sword, and repeled the withered bamboo clone. He only released a sword light and followed him like a shadow in pursuit. The withered bamboo clone's aura had been vented, and he was frightened and frustrated. One sword was enough.

Yu Zecheng did not pursue and expand the victory because a more critical thing was waiting for him. This battle shattered the glass sea, and the extremely spiritual light had invaded his body.

For others, this is death, but for Yu Zecheng, it is not a problem. This is the fruit of his victory. He silently runs his own extreme light, slowly decomposing the extreme light that enters his body, and separates bit by bit. Swallow these divine lights. Only in this way can your own ultimate light become the true ultimate divine light.