Chapter 714 The Demonic Sword Gathers in the Void

High in the void, Lord Tianluo and Lord Shenluo stood high above the void, quietly watching the battle between the Lords.

Although these two supreme beings did not appear in front of people, in fact, they were quite concerned about this fight.

Lord Jueluo was forced by two people to compete with Luo Yunyang in this unparalleled star competition. You can imagine the resentment in his heart. But in this matter, the two people had no other choice.

If Luo Yunyang is allowed to continue his killing spree, although they can take revenge on the human race, the demi-god race will eventually disappear from the entire divine alliance just like the human race.

Such a tragic loss was unbearable for them, so in the end, they decided whoever caused it would bear the responsibility.

The crazy scene from the moment Lord Jue Luo came up made the two of them feel uncomfortable.

But when Lord Jueluo kept vomiting blood, especially when he vomited blood for more than thirty times in a row, they realized that something was wrong.

What is the plan of Lord Jueluo?

Although Lord Shenluo and Lord Tianluo are extremely familiar with Lord Jueluo, they are both confused about what he is doing.

"Does Jueluo think that our sub-god tribe has not been embarrassed enough, and wants to use this method to make us even more embarrassed?" Lord Shinluo's words were filled with deep dissatisfaction.

For Lord Shinra, this decision that embarrassed Lord Jueluo was made by him. Now that Lord Jueluo is doing this, it is a blatant protest against his decision. No, no, no, it is not a protest. It's clearly revenge!

Although Lord Tianluo also had this thought in his mind, in order to prevent the relationship between Lord Jueluo and Lord Shenluo from deteriorating further, he softly comforted him: "I don't think this possibility is very high."

"Lord Jue Luo, he should not be such a person."

Just as the two people were discussing, Lord Jueluo's sword came, causing the two of them to wake up at the same time. They looked at the sword shadows in the void, as black as ink, flying towards Lord Jueluo, with expressions on their faces. changed.

Four hundred and ninety-eight thousand swords!

A total of 498,000 sword shadows rushed towards Lord Jueluo from all directions, from heaven and earth, from the universe.

These sword lights were extremely scattered, and they seemed to give people an extremely thin feeling. However, the moment they appeared, the surrounding world, as well as the various original laws that ran through the entire world, retreated crazily almost at the same time.

"It's the God-killing Demonic Sword!" Lord Blood Lotus, who was also watching the battle from a distance, had a hint of excitement in his voice.

Regarding this god-killing demon sword, he has always had the idea of ​​​​possessing it in his heart, but unfortunately, this god-killing demon sword has been scattered between heaven and earth, and it is difficult to gather it at all.

In the end, Lord Blood Lotus gave up the idea of ​​obtaining the God-killing Demonic Sword after repeated failures, but he did not expect that the God-killing Demonic Sword would be summoned in such a strange way by Lord Jueluo.

The waves of demonic energy that enveloped the heavens made Lord Blood Lotus both excited and frightened. He looked at the long sword that had gathered in the hands of Lord Jueluo, as if it contained infinite magic power, and he sighed with emotion. Said: "It seems that the things in the legend are not groundless, they are all true!"

When Luo Yunyang saw the God-killing Demonic Sword, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. Although he didn't recognize the God-killing Demonic Sword, the moment the sword flew towards him, he felt that his body was under tremendous pressure.

Apart from anything else, the power that had always been running freely in his body also felt an inexplicable sense of depression under the pressure of this weird God-killing Demonic Sword. What made Luo Yunyang feel bad the most was that when the God-killing Demonic Sword was pointed at him, he actually felt that no matter where he retreated, it would be a dead end!

This feeling is very bad.

Lord Jueluo was holding the magic sword, and at this moment he felt extremely powerful. As a Lord, he originally had the ability to control the entire universe, but now holding the God-killing Demonic Sword, he felt what true power was.

With the help of the God-killing Demonic Sword, he felt as if he had touched another world.

But before he could comprehend the world, streams of energy rushed from his body toward the God-killing Demonic Sword.

"Die!" Thinking of the fear of this magic sword that could kill gods, Lord Jueluo swung his sword towards Luo Yunyang.

The longer the God-killing Demonic Sword is delayed, the greater the damage it will cause him, so Jueluo Zun must not delay it any longer.

This sword followed the trend, and the moment the sword struck, Luo Yunyang felt a huge wave of fear coming towards him.

He has many means, among which Zihe Tianzun's He Gaofei allowed Luo Yunyang to escape the pursuit of twelve lords.

But now, when Luo Yunyang used Crane Fly, he found that the distance between himself and the God-killing Demonic Sword was not even close at all.

In an instant, the dark sword light rushed in front of Luo Yunyang. The moment he faced the sword light, Luo Yunyang suddenly punched.

He has no other choice. At this time, he can only punch!

With all the power gathered, the Samsara Hand rushed towards the God-killing Devil Sword crazily. The Samsara Hand was a secret skill that Luo Yunyang obtained after becoming the Samsara God General. It can be said that it is not much different from the Divine Martial Strike.

It can even be said that the Samsara Hand is much better than the Divine Strike.

However, the moment Luo Yunyang's reincarnation hand collided with the god-killing demon sword in the void, the black light on the god-killing demon sword had directly cut the majestic power formed by the reincarnation hand into two pieces.

This kind of cutting is like the way it should be.

Under this sword light that was like a supreme law, Luo Yunyang's attack seemed very weak and weak, like a mantis using its arms as a chariot...

On the satellite watching the battle, Saint Dahai's eyes flashed with joy. Although he had already seen Lord Jueluo's body that had become like a ghost, he was still ecstatic in his heart.

The price paid by Lord Jueluo is not small, but that is Lord Jueluo's business, what does it have to do with him? As long as Lord Jueluo kills Luo Yunyang with the God-killing Demonic Sword, the reputation of the entire sub-god race will be improved.

Within the Divine Alliance, those ethnic groups who saw the excitement of the Ya Shen Clan and even wanted to compete with the Ya Shen Clan will once again be frightened by the majesty of the Ya Shen Clan and tremble.

This is a good thing for the Yagods.

As for the human spectators, their expressions changed at this time. They had a good position and had the help of the virtual world, so they could see the scene of the battle clearly, and they felt Luo Yunyang's crisis.

Luo Dong'er looked at the sword as black as ink and felt that his whole body had been stabbed heavily by something.

She didn't care to speak, she just stared at the sword closely, hoping that her beloved brother could create another miracle for herself.

Compared with Luo Dong'er, Yun Xi seemed to be more nervous. Her induction far exceeded her cultivation, so when the sword was slashed, she felt a bad feeling in her heart.

This feeling made her extremely worried.

Just when this feeling became stronger and stronger, the sword as black as ink finally approached Luo Yunyang.

"No!" Yun Xi and Luo Dong'er spoke almost at the same time, but their shouts were of no use to the rules between heaven and earth.

The warriors from the human race who came to watch the battle were all stunned. They didn't know how to describe their mood at this time.

Why does this happen? Why did they come to watch the battle this time? Wasn't it to see the victory of their own human race?

But in the current situation, what they saw was Luo Yunyang's crisis, and the possibility that the human race would fall into the infinite abyss.

They were extremely nervous, because Luo Yunyang was related to the lives of all of them. Without Luo Yunyang in charge, the human race would not have any ability to fight with other ethnic groups, let alone the Yashen tribe.

Without Luo Yunyang's supervision, the Ya Shen Clan would never let go of the Human Race.

Just when their faces turned pale, the dark sword light had already struck Luo Yunyang's body!

In an instant, Luo Yunyang's heroic body was cut into two pieces by that terrifying sword.

"How is it possible?" There was fear in the voice of a young warrior. He was the holy son of the clan. He came here mainly to gain experience.

He had one judgment about this fight, or in other words, their entire clan had a judgment about this fight, that is, Luo Yunyang absolutely defeated Lord Luo.

But in the current situation, Lord Jue Luo slashed open Luo Yunyang's body with one sword.

"Don't be afraid, for the Lord, even if their bodies are destroyed, they will not die!" Someone comforted the young warrior softly: "Keep reading!"

The young warrior nodded, and at this moment he thought of a sentence, a saying that had been circulated among his clan for many years.

Never give up on anything until the last moment. The current Lord Jueluo has well explained this sentence with his actions.

Streams of black light quickly enveloped Luo Yunyang's body that had been broken into two pieces. As the black light flashed, Luo Yunyang's face became extremely frightened. He seemed to be trying to escape from something, but he couldn't.

"Don't think about it, he is dead. Lord Jueluo uses the God-killing Demonic Sword. Even if he is a god, he will only die under this demonic sword, not to mention that Luo Yunyang is just a Lord."

Wushang Daozi walked out slowly, his eyes looking at Yun Xi and Luo Dong'er, like a giant beast staring greedily at the food he could devour at any time.

What flashed in his eyes was a kind of ferocity, a kind of violence, and a kind of pleasure.

A heartfelt smile that removes one's biggest opponent.

Although he was not the one to do it, in the eyes of Supreme Daozi, there was no difference. After all, Luo Yunyang was dead.

Dying in one's own design, I believe many people would like to see such a result.

"Hahaha!" A long roar, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, sounded in Lord Jueluo's mouth. This sound shocked the nine heavens.

In this laughter, Luo Yunyang's body turned into powder in the void!