Chapter 2007 The Power of the Ultimate Sword

"I'm naive." Ye Tian smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and said, "Since you don't know what is good and what is good, let's end it."

Bang!

After saying that, he put his foot on the ground and jumped out from the top of the Taoist platform, like a hawk hunting its prey, chasing Nanli Old Taoist away.

Old Taoist Nanli burst out laughing, almost unable to believe his eyes, and said: "Boy, are you scared out of your mind? You dare to leave the Taoist platform. You still have a trace of support on the Taoist platform, and you can use the Taoist platform to restrain , deal with me for a while. Now you leave..."

Before he finished his sentence, Old Taoist Nanli suddenly focused his eyes, and saw a mysterious black iron sword in Ye Tian's hand. Although it was a broken sword, it was extremely sharp, splitting the sky, and emitting an incomparable radiance. The heavy breath seemed to carry a whole world.

Old Taoist Nanli felt palpitations in his heart, as if he had seen the most terrifying soldier in the world.

Wow!

The purple-gold divine mark revived and turned into the divine chain of order. It shone with extremely dazzling divine brilliance. It clattered and wrapped around the sword, making the broken sword heavier. The aura of death was overwhelming. Countless sword lights split the sky, as if they were swung from hell. The killing sword.

With Ye Tian's sword in hand, his whole aura changed. In an instant, he surpassed the Ning Dan and reached the level of the Golden Dan.

Although it was much worse than Ancestor Nanli, the terrifying aura emanating from the broken sword still made Ancestor Nanli feel bad, as if facing a huge beast from the wild, he felt very small.

"Cut!" Ye Tianren followed the sword and struck down with one strike.

"Control!" Ancestor Nanli shouted loudly, shaking his palms and using a weapon control technique, trying to seize control of the Broken Sword.

The reason why the two magic weapons in Yaochi and Shushan just didn't obey his orders was that he took control of them with the weapon control technique. Although it was only for a short moment, the imprint on the magic weapons was not erased, but it was enough to cause disaster. The consequences will catch the enemy by surprise.

But this time, it didn't work on the broken sword. The broken sword was not under his control at all.

Instead, a terrifying aura rushed out of the broken sword, causing his blood to surge.

Then a phantom like a god and demon rushed out, standing proudly behind Ye Tian, ​​as if urging the Broken Sword with him. It was the weapon spirit of the Zhuxian Broken Sword, a quasi-holy spirit.

Not to mention that the broken sword was controlled by Ye Tian, ​​but Ye Tian did not control it. Just because there was a quasi-holy spirit in it, it was beyond the control of Nanli Old Taoist.

Old Taoist Nanli's face changed wildly, his whole body was full of fighting spirit, and his murderous intent was overwhelming. He launched more than a dozen attacks in an instant, each of them had the power of the golden elixir, and hit the broken sword hard.

However, it was useless. The broken sword was invincible. All attacks that touched the sword's edge were like bubbles and disappeared.

The broken sword looked very ordinary. Although it did not tremble, it was still breathtaking, with terrifying murderous intent surging out. In a daze, Ancestor Nanli seemed to see a blood-stained scene, with bleeding floating in the oars and millions of corpses lying on the ground.

"No!" Old Taoist Nanli let out a shrill roar. Only then did he realize the seriousness and quickly retreated.

But, it's too late.

Clang!

The sword slashed through the void, split the sky, and the color of heaven and earth changed.

The power of this mediocre sword was unimaginable. The void armor made from the Thousand-legged Centipede Scale Armor was split open at once. It could not withstand the power of the broken sword at all, and then Nanli Ancestor's body fell into pieces. There was a shocking wound. The whole person was almost split in half, with only a little skin and flesh connected in the middle. Blood like mercury slurry gushes out like spring water.

Let this world be bloody and miserable.

Ancestor Nanli retreated continuously, leaning against the wall, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

This roar passed through the Creation Well and reached the top, causing everyone in the Divine Land to feel their blood surge and become dizzy.

At this time, the beast tide was still attacking the Divine Earth Formation, causing the ground to shake. The trialists from the three major sects were hiding in the formation and did not dare to go out.

This formation can be accessed in one direction. It is easy to get out, but it is difficult to get in.

"If they fight, that boy Ye will definitely be doomed." A trialist from Shushan said with a sneer on his lips.

"That old man is a peak golden elixir, an old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years. This time his ten lives are not enough, and he will definitely die completely. Otherwise, I will pull off his head and use it as a ball for everyone to kick. ." Another trialist said, very confidently.

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and everyone obviously agreed with his point of view.

The opponent this time is too powerful. He can control other people's magical weapons with just a raise of his hand. He is simply a god-like existence. Even if Ye Tian has great abilities, it will be difficult for him to recover this time.

"It's a pity that the great opportunity inside has nothing to do with us." Another trialist said, with a lonely look on his face.

"It's no pity. Facing that kind of invincible existence, it's good to be able to survive."

Everyone said something, and there was a lot of discussion.

Among them, the testers of the Haotian Immortal Sect all had ugly faces. Old Dao Nanli was the mortal enemy of his Haotian Immortal Sect. It was like a sword hanging above his head, making people gasp for breath and feel uneasy.

For them, this place is not a good place to stay for a long time. That kind of old monster kills with all his heart, and his words don't count at all. If he lets them go now, he may not let them go in the future, and he may even kill them in the Haotian Immortal Sect.

After the beast tide is over, they will leave as soon as possible.

"Damn, I know. This is the broken sword. How did it get into your hands? How did it get an extra hilt?" Old Taoist Nanli yelled and asked Ye Tian angrily.

Although he was almost split in half by a sword, the vitality of the Dacheng Golden Pill was so powerful that it used great magic power to reunite his flesh and blood. While healing himself, he quickly released various protective magic weapons.

All he saw was that colorful energy light curtains made of various magic weapons lit up on his body, wrapping him like layers of silkworm cocoons.

However, he underestimated the power of the Zhuxian Sword. Although the two halves of his broken body were united, the wound in the middle could not heal and blood continued to seep out. There were even traces of sword energy seeping into his flesh and blood, constantly destroying his vitality.

Not only his physical body, but also one of his golden elixirs was suffering indescribable damage.

This is the horror of the Zhuxian Sword. It is worthy of being the most powerful divine sword in myths and legends and a peerless killing weapon.

Thanks to the strength of Ancestor Nanli, if it had been an ordinary golden elixir, he would have probably perished under this sword.

But even so, even though he was as strong as Ancestor Nanli, his aura began to drop, and Dao Ji was really injured by this sword.

After this, even if he can heal his injuries, he will still be left with permanent injuries.

Boom boom boom!

Terrifying waves of mana erupted from Ancestor Nanli's body, like a turbulent wave, hitting the walls of the secret room, making a loud rumbling sound, like a tsunami hitting the cliff.

"Damn little beast, if you hurt my Taoist foundation, I will cut your corpse into thousands of pieces, burn your soul in the devil's fire for ten thousand years, and then massacre all nine of your tribes."

After knowing that his Daoji had been chopped off, Ancestor Nanli could no longer remain calm, like a lion with explosive hair, about to go crazy.

"Death!" Ye Tian responded with only one simple word, then raised the Zhuxian Broken Sword, pointed it at his Tianling Cap, and struck it down with one strike.

Boom!

There was no overwhelming sword energy, just the murderous intention that filled the air, making the world a tragic place. The bloody battle scenes from eons ago seemed to reappear, turning into a pressure of Dao marks, like a mountain pressing on Nanli Lao Dao. , the soul was shocked.

Click!

The void was split open again, and a long black mark appeared. Ye Tian was like an ancient killing god from eternity ago, with the Immortal-killing Divine Sword in his hand, dividing Yin and Yang with one sword, and destroying the Great Dao with one sword.

This seemingly ordinary sword had not really hit Nanli Old Dao, but the released energy destroyed all his spells and protective treasures.

This is the true ultimate sword intent!

"shock!"

With a loud shout, a purple-gold light flew out from Ancestor Nanli's hand, which was a purple-gold battle axe.

This war hammer was made of an unknown purple gold. It was densely covered with countless runes and arrays. As soon as it was used, it exploded like it was inflated.

In the end, the battle ax became one foot in size, like a purple-gold hill, surrounded by nine golden sacred marks, and hit the Zhu Xian Broken Sword with unparalleled force.

Astonishingly, this is a rare quasi-magical weapon. It only needs the last step to combine the nine sacred marks into a divine mark, and then it can transform into a divine weapon.

when!

There was a loud noise and sparks flew everywhere.

The result was unimaginable. The Purple Gold Battle Ax, which had reached the level of a quasi-artifact, was sliced ​​open by the Zhuxian Broken Sword. It was like cutting through butter with a hot knife, effortlessly.

Immediately afterwards, Nanli Laodao, who was behind the battle axe, was chopped down again. Even his breath was knocked down, and he was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core.

If Ye Tian was suspected of sneak attack with the first sword, Nanli Ancestor did not know the horror of Zhu Xian's Broken Sword, then with the second sword, he used all kinds of magical powers and released many protective secret treasures, but he was still killed by one sword. If it breaks into two parts, it is not a fluke, but a crushing force of strength.

"Ahhh!"

Ancestor Nanli once again let out a heart-rending roar, and the mana all over his body exploded, surging wildly, trying to heal his injuries and increase the aura of the golden elixir. But it was useless. There were continuous cracks on the golden elixir. If he continued to work hard, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"escape!"

After calming down, Ancestor Nanli had only one thought, to run away. Although it is very shameless, life is more important.

Boom!

He was afraid that Ye Tian would pursue him, so he first swung his palm towards the Taoist platform, causing the Taoist platform's restrictions to explode, launching an indiscriminate attack, and then rushed into the well of creation immediately.

However, he unexpectedly shot himself in the foot. He was faster, and Ye Tian was faster. When he rushed to the exit of the Well of Creation, Ye Tian was already waiting for him at the mouth of the well, and raised his Broken sword in hand.