Chapter 1817 Battle at the Peak (19): The Sword Comes to the Land
"Boom!"
The sword slashed on the mixed iron rod, making a deafening metal impact sound, and it was endless, with the feeling of never dying.
Everyone's ears were tingling first, and then a huge wave swept over, shocking everyone back.
The huge body of the Vigorous Demon Bull King stood upright on the sword mound, roaring angrily, resisting the ruthless sword power of the sky.
Countless divine swords flew up from all directions, and all of them merged into the Emperor Sword in Tian Wuqing's hand, as if they wanted to split the mighty Demon Bull King and the Iron Rod.
A huge crack was formed under the sword, tearing the ground down, tearing up the stars, tearing the iron rod and the body of the powerful demon bull king, as if to split it!
"Damn it! The demon body of this seat is immortal, how could you, a mere human race, be able to suppress it!"
The Vigorous Demon Bull King roared, suppressing the metal rubbing sound, his body suddenly doubled in size, his muscles bulged out one by one, and the extremely majestic force rushed out, pressing ruthlessly to the sky.
"Hmph, mere human race? I don't know which hero, who has been a watchdog for our race for tens of thousands of years, honestly guards the star abyss and dare not step out."
Tian Wuqing sneered, his eyes became more murderous, and he shouted: "No matter how powerful the power is, it can't stand the passing of time. The flying dragon is in the sky!"
In the sword, the yellow dragon jumped up and surrounded the iron rod and the body of the Vigorous Demon Bull King. Thousands of sword souls shot from all directions, continuously shooting towards the body of the Vigorous Demon Bull King, rippling a vast power of the Taixuan sword .
The Vigorous Demon Bull King was terrified, rust began to appear on his indestructible iron rod.
How many years would it take to corrode the mixed iron rod?
And the functions of my physical body are also rapidly declining, and I am beginning to enter a state of aging.
And the sword souls in all directions have almost turned into substance, mighty and endless, pouring into the ruthless sword power in this Taixuan Heaven.
One ebbs and another, the Situation of the Vigorous Demon Bull King is extremely bad, and he begins to retreat continuously.
All the monsters were shocked.
Jin Ou yelled: "Shoot together, let's kill the sky and be ruthless!"
Under the two-handed formula, two huge dragon wings appeared behind, bringing up a strong wind and lightning like a dragon and snake, forming a field energy of thousands of miles.
Immediately, it gathered into a pillar-like beam of light, which ruthlessly bombarded the sky.
The patriarch of the Tianxiang Clan swelled up all his muscles, his whole body was as high as a thousand feet, submerged into the sky, like a mountain, his skin was as hard as iron, and his four hooves stepped down, shattering a large piece of the sky.
The other two, the patriarchs of the Yunxiu clan and the Tenghu clan, the former transformed into a large cloud of fire, burned the mountains and seas, and drowned away;
The entire world was suddenly divided by that terrifying force, and a large area of time and space collapsed.
The rest of the monster clan also used their supernatural powers to fight mercilessly towards the sky.
Tian Wuqing sneered and said, "The moth shakes the tree."
With a flick of the Emperor Sword in his hand, thousands of sword shadows around him immediately turned around and slashed at the entire monster clan.
A world of swords manifested in Tianruiqing's body.
All the big monsters were shocked, all attacks were suppressed, and all were chopped to pieces by thousands of sword souls.
Then the sword was like rain, and it slashed towards the land where the monster clan was.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
One after another, the figures of the monster clan were chopped into two pieces, blood splashed across the sky and the ground, and there was a sound of wailing.
The Vigorous Demon Bull King was anxious and angry, and even more horrified, Tian Wuqing had such terrifying power while suppressing himself.
Half a step into a thousand worlds, so powerful?
The powerful demon bull king roared, and a phantom of a demon bull manifested in the air, rushing down wildly.
Tian Wuqing grinned grimly, and said: "The primordial spirit of the main body has also come out, so I will beat you to death!"
With a flick of the Emperor Sword in his hand, it disappeared.
The whole person retreated, grabbed the void, and shouted: "Soul Slaying Sword!"
Suddenly, a nearly transparent long sword was in his hand, and he slashed at the demonic cow primordial spirit.
Suddenly, Tian Wuqing's face changed slightly, and the Soul Slaying Sword shook a few times in his hand, showing a tendency to become unstable.
"this is……"
Under the horror of Tianrui, he caught a glimpse of somewhere on the ground, Yang Qingxuan was fighting his fate to turn his soul power, and wanted to fight for the control of the soul-slaying sword in his hand.
Just this moment of distraction.
The demonic cow's primordial spirit charged down.
"Boom!"
The two huge horns hit Tian Wuqing's body, sending him flying.
Tian Wuqing was shot out like an arrow, drawing a straight trajectory thousands of miles long in the air.
With a flicker of magic bull primordial spirit, he returned to the body of the powerful demon bull king.
All the sword souls in the sky immediately lost control and plunged into the ground one after another, becoming silent.
The strong monster clan escaped, all of them were terrified.
The Vigorous Demon Bull King stabilized his body, looked at Yang Qingxuan complicatedly, and said, "Thank you!"
But his eyes immediately looked forward, full of worry and dignity.
Wu Xian said in a loud voice: "Everyone, at this moment, we share a common destiny. If the sky cannot be suppressed mercilessly, everyone will not be able to get out of this Taixuan Sword Tomb! I also hope to abandon all the previous things and tide over the difficulties together!"
All the aliens changed their faces incomparably, very ugly.
They were also aware of the seriousness of the problem, but Tian Wuqing hadn't done anything to him after all, and he always had a little fantasy in his heart, and no one wanted to take the initiative to do something with a half-step thousand world existence.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly sensed that the sword souls inserted into the ground around him seemed to shake slightly, and he shouted in surprise: "Everyone be careful!"
"laugh!"
The sound of a long sword breaking through the body resounded in the sword mound.
Slight and clear, it reaches everyone's ears.
Wu Xian's chest was pierced by a strange brown long sword.
"Father-in-law!"
"Brother Wu Xian!"
"metropolitan!"
There was panic all around.
Tian Wuqing was holding a sword coldly, standing behind him, sneered and said: "Wu Xian, you have been against me for so long, you should have died long ago. Killing you at this moment is not injustice at all."
Blood flowed from Wu Xian's seven holes, the brown sword was not only poisonous, but also shot out a large number of filaments from the sword, traveling along the extraordinary meridians, it has penetrated the whole body, and it is impossible to live.
Yang Qingxuan was stunned. If Wu Xian died here, how would he explain to Wu Qiyue? He ran the sword formula violently, and the sword soul inserted in all directions of Wu Xian immediately flew up, slashing mercilessly towards the sky.
"Hehe, what a joke!"
A sneer flashed in Tian Wuqing's eyes, and the countless long swords immediately stopped in the air, then turned around, shot towards the ground, and then plunged back into the distance with a "bang bang bang".
Wu Xian's eyes flashed suddenly, and boundless green lights burst out. He let his body explode, turned around abruptly, shattered the long brown sword and countless filaments, and threw himself towards Tianruiqing, intending to explode himself.
The self-destruction of an eight-star realm king, even if it can't kill Tian Wuqing, can at least injure him severely.
Wu Xian repays this determination and wants to sacrifice his life for righteousness.