Chapter 2026 Shaking the Divine Sword with Bare Hands

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In this earth-shattering blow, two thunderbolts clashed. Ye Tian gained the upper hand with the help of his thunder gate magical power. The five-element chaotic divine thunder shredded all the thunder spear clusters of Haotian Immortal Lord with devastating force, and then continued to crush them like a torrent. Xiang Haotian Immortal Lord.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. The Haotian Immortal Sect was recognized as the number one thunderbolt in the Neiyin Sect. He had all kinds of thunder powers at his fingertips and was known as the "Thunder Lord". However, in front of Ye Tian, ​​he was suddenly outclassed. .

Those two thunder gates are enough to crush all the thunder paths and all thunder powers of the Haotian Immortal Sect.

Boom boom boom!

The five-color divine light rushed out of the Haotian Mirror, like the surging Yangtze River, sweeping back and forth. Although it took some effort, it finally wiped out the five elements of chaos divine thunder and failed to harm Haotian Immortal Master at all.

In the process, the dragon-slaying knife of the old Holy Lord Ziwei arrived, and like a wheel battle, it attacked Ye Tian for the third time, not giving him any breathing time.

At this time, the Ziying Sword in Ye Tian's hand had not yet been raised, or even activated, because the sword had just been struck, and its brilliance was dim. The two thunder gates were also being dragged by the Haotian Immortal Sect with the Haotian Mirror. The thunder was overwhelming, but they were unable to attack the old Holy Lord Ziwei.

The aura on his body dropped again after these two waves of attacks, and the golden divine light covering his body dimmed a lot.

"No matter how many elixirs are condensed, they are not golden elixirs after all. Only golden elixirs can be immortal, only golden elixirs can be immortal, and only golden elixirs can continuously release energy like a perpetual motion machine." Our Lady of Yaochi whispered, holding the tightly held Xihuang in her hand. Tower, Panasonic a few points.

After all, she was born in the Immortal Sect and her heart is dedicated to the Immortal Sect. She will not let Ye Tian become the master of the Immortal Sect. The Western Emperor Pagoda in her hand was to guard against Ye Tian, ​​not the Haotian Immortal Sect and others.

"No! Uncle!" Xiao Yue'er shouted, suddenly stood up and rushed into the void, wanting to join the battle and share the pressure for Ye Tian.

Of course, the Holy Mother would not let her do this. With a wave of her sleeves, an invisible force rolled her down and stayed by her side.

Zhengzhengzheng!

The dragon knife clanked, like a dragon roaring in the nine heavens. A thousand-foot sword light rushed out from the cold blade, like a thousand-foot dragon, pressing across the heaven and earth, slashing at Ye Tian's Tianling Gai.

This is the ultimate sword, splitting the void, splitting open the sky, and making the heaven and earth scream.

Under this sword, Lian Hao Tianxian Sect, Shushan Sword Master, Yaochi Holy Mother and other top powerful figures did not dare to strike directly.

The combat power of the old Holy Lord Ziwei was fully demonstrated at this moment. Although he is old, the sword in his hand is not old.

Due to excessive force, the muscles on the face of Old Holy Master Ziwei were twisted. Purple light shone all over his body, purple blood boiled, and a purple dragon vaguely appeared behind him. It was the soul of a dragon sealed in the Dragon-Slaying Knife. Act as a weapon spirit.

"Little Demon King Ye, are you convinced? If you kneel down and beg for mercy, and agree to imprison me in Ziwei Heavenly Prison for five hundred years, I will spare your life." Old Holy Lord Ziwei spoke, his voice like thunder and anger, and he was about to persuade you to surrender again.

Although he said this, the pressure on his hands remained unabated. It was clear that persuading him to surrender was false, but disturbing Ye Tian's mind was true.

At this moment, the thousand-foot dragon-shaped sword seemed to be the only thing in the world, and nothing else was visible. Even the sun, moon and stars seemed insignificant under this sword.

The thousand-foot-long sword light has not yet touched Ye Tian's Heavenly Spirit Cap, but the falling invisible pressure has already locked up the hundred-foot void around Ye Tian and turned it into a piece of iron.

"Little Demon King Ye is done, he is still defeated after all."

"No matter how busy he is, there will be no way to save him!"

"Faced with the Dragon-Slaying Sword that is fully revived, even if he does not die, he will still be severely injured and lose half of his life. In the end, he will inevitably die."

…

There were discussions among the crowd, and many people sentenced Ye Tian to death.

Boom!

The dragon-slaying knife finally fell down without any accidents. Ye Tian did not dodge and was killed by the knife.

It was as if the sun, moon and stars had been cut down. This sword shocked the world and made ghosts and gods cry. The sky was dazzling. It was the surging sword energy, the remaining sword energy of Qinghong Sword Purple, Ying Sword, and the remaining lightning and thunder.

Everything seems to have returned to the state of chaos in the beginning, nothing is visible, only the breath of great destruction sweeps across the world, destroying all obstacles with overwhelming force.

The ground directly below used to be a series of high mountains and mountains, but now the mountains are gone, leaving only a huge deep pit with a radius of several thousand feet, as if it was struck by dozens or hundreds of meteorites.

In the moment before the shocking explosion, some sharp-eyed people saw that Ye Tian suddenly stretched out a slender, crystal-clear palm and made a lifting gesture, as if he wanted to grab the dragon-slaying knife with his bare hands.

"It's so ridiculous that a small fly shakes a big tree!"

Everyone who saw this scene thought of this proverb at the same time and didn't think he could do it at all.

However, in a sudden glance, some people saw his eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a hint of determination and a hint of contempt.

Doesn't this have any profound meaning?

"Uncle!" Xiao Yue'er cried.

"Junior sister, I'm sorry, this Yaochi will be your home from now on." Our Lady of Yaochi gently stroked Xiao Yue'er's hair and comforted her softly.

"Alas!" Our Lady of Yaochi sighed, not because she felt sorry for Ye Tian's death, but because she felt sorry for the death of a peerless genius.

It is no exaggeration to say that an existence like Ye Tian may not appear for tens of thousands of years. Once he is born, he will be the protagonist of the era, the son of destiny, a peer of Gaia, and a contemporary of Gaia.

The battle was over, and many people on the ground began to disperse. Some people have weak legs and walk with a limp.

It's worth it to witness this earth-shattering battle in your life.

The chaotic mist on the sky is gradually dissipating, revealing a bright and clear sky.

"Old Holy Lord, you have made a great contribution." Immortal Lord Haotian laughed heartily.

With a clang, the Qinghong Sword in Shushan Sword Sect's hand was also put into its sheath.

However, the old Holy Master Ziwei had a solemn look on his face, and kept his hands holding the knife, motionless for a long time.

He wasn't trying to be cool, but the Dragon-Slaying Sword could only be pressed to this height, and it was difficult to lower it any further. He tried to draw the knife, but he couldn't either.

"This is impossible!" Old Holy Master Ziwei shouted angrily, pressing down on the sword desperately.

"What's impossible?"

Everyone was surprised.

The eyes of Immortal Master Haotian and Sword Master Shushan suddenly shone brightly. They activated their vision to the extreme and looked into the dazzling bright light.

There are other golden elixir powers who are also doing this.

In fact, since Old Holy Master Ziwei's sword failed to hit the bottom, they should be able to see a clue.

In the dazzling light, a figure stood proudly, with his right arm raised high and his fingers spread apart, making a lifting gesture. The thousand-foot-long sword was tightly grasped, making bursts of angry dragon roars.

No matter how hard Old Holy Lord Ziwei tried, he could not make an inch forward. The thousand-foot-long dragon-shaped sword seemed to be grasped by that big crystal jade hand, its most fatal weakness.

"Receive the divine weapon with your bare hands!"

Seeing this scene, the Jindan Zhenjun all took a breath of cold air.

Click!

Suddenly, the big crystal-like jade hand exerted force, and the thousand-foot-long dragon-shaped sword shattered inch by inch, and dense cracks spread towards the old Holy Lord Ziwei like lightning.

The figure took a sudden step forward, clenched a fist with his right hand, like a bow and an arrow, and pulled the big fist behind him hard, accumulating the power to the extreme, and the void at the tip of the fist was about to collapse.

"Old Holy Master, be careful!" Immortal Master Haotian reminded loudly, and quickly took out the Haotian Mirror and attacked the figure with five-color divine light.

The Qinghong Sword behind the Shushan Sword Master was unsheathed again, and he followed the sword and rushed in the direction of the old Holy Master Ziwei.

But it was already too late, Ye Tian's speed was too fast, and the cracks on the Qianzhang sword light had not even spread to the hands of the old Holy Master Ziwei, Ye Tian had already arrived.

The people on the ground were waiting, and then they realized that Ye Tian was not dead, and had withstood the blow of the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Everyone was surprised and stunned for a while.

No one thought that Ye Tian could survive such a terrifying blow.

It was the Holy Mother of Yaochi, with a look of disbelief on her expression.

"No, this is impossible! Who are you, who can actually catch the dragon-slaying knife I teach?" Old Holy Master Ziwei's face was ashen, and he was a little crazy.

"How can you predict my capabilities?" Ye Tian said coldly, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, just like the eternal blue sky.

"You want to kill me, it's impossible." Old Holy Master Ziwei roared and backed away.

In order to protect himself, he even pulled several golden elixirs around him down in front of him and used them as human shields.

Boom, boom, boom!

Ye Tian's fist was invincible. Several golden elixirs only slowed down Ye Tian's speed for a moment, and then they were swept away and turned into clouds of blood mist.

Before the blood mist could disperse, it was attracted by a gravitational vortex at the tip of Ye Tian's fist.

This vortex is like a black hole, emitting powerful suction power. It is a variant of the magical power of the world in Ye Tian's palm.

Although Old Holy Master Ziwei was retreating, he could clearly feel the attraction on Ye Tian's fist, as if there was a magnet attracting him, and the attraction was getting stronger and stronger.

Ye Tian was already faster than him, and coupled with the gravity of the fist, he was quickly caught up and had to fight.

At this time, he discovered that the cracks on the Qianzhang dragon-shaped sword had spread to the body of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. The Qianzhang sword's light disappeared, and there were a few more cracks on the already incomplete Dragon-Slaying Sword. A whimper.

"Purple energy comes from the east, and ice lasts for thousands of years!"

The old Holy Lord Ziwei suddenly shouted loudly, and a vast purple mist erupted from his body, which quickly condensed into ice, covering his whole body.

The ice spread rapidly, and almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a miniature iceberg more than ten feet high, lying in front of Ye Tian.

The body of the old Holy Lord Ziwei was hiding inside to resist Ye Tian's attack.

This ice condensed from purple air is harder than steel and cannot be broken by heavy artillery.

Of course, no matter how strong the iceberg is, Old Holy Master Ziwei doesn't think Ye Tian can't break it, but even if it can only resist for one or two seconds, it is enough, Immortal Master Haotian and Sword Master Shushan will come.

"Ye Tian, ​​please be merciful. Let's end the battle today. Everyone takes a step back." The voice of Our Lady of Yaochi also came over, pleading with Ye Tian.

And her people were also flying up into the sky, holding Yaochi's Zongzong artifact, the West Emperor Bell, in their hands.

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