I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1502: Desperate Battle

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The eight marshals of the Apocalypse Realm were the first to arrive above Nanchao City.

Their eyes that ignored the common people were without any emotion, and the extremely vast momentum pressed down, making many cultivators instinctively feel fear.

They are the creatures who truly execute the judgment on behalf of the heaven, and where they are, it is like the heaven.

No one can resist the majesty of the sky!

At the same time, extremely dazzling divine symbols appeared in the hands of the eight marshals of the Celestial Race, and the sky began to descend white light, blessing them.

This is the power given to them by the heaven.

The energy also gathered at this moment, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to work together to break the formation of Nanchao City.

"Hmph!" A cold snort came.

An extremely domineering momentum, like a flame, burned and distorted the momentum released by the marshal.

At the same time, the Suzaku Sect's Grand Elder Situ Feng and Sect Master Zhu Xuze soared into the air, and without saying a word, they rushed directly towards the eight Apocalypse Realm Marshals!

"Smashing Sky Suzaku Flame!" Situ Feng opened his hands, and the pure white holy flames were like a tsunami that swooped down on the eight Apocalypse Realm Marshals in the sky.

"Smashing Sky Nine Turns Lihuo Sword!" Zhu Xuze opened his hand, and the Suzaku Sword appeared in his hand, spewing out dark red flames that stretched for hundreds of miles and slashed towards the eight marshals.

These days, the moves with the prefix "Smashing Sky" sound very shameful, but the monks on the city heard it, and their hearts surged, as if they would be incomplete without Smashing Sky.

The two super powers in the Hedao Realm have integrated the true meaning of the Smashing Sky lineage into their own techniques.

It is precisely because of this that the eight Celestial Race marshals became very serious in the face of the techniques in front of them, and did not dare to underestimate them at all.

Under their feet, white lines suddenly spread in the void, quickly intersecting and connecting, forming an extremely complex and exquisite formation, and a white defensive barrier also appeared at this moment.

The existence of the Apocalypse Realm is already able to perfectly borrow power from the sky.

Their barrier contains the will of the sky, carrying the will that can isolate all forces.

Boom!

The Vermillion Bird Holy Flame hit the barrier fiercely, roaring and howling. The Celestial Marshal was hit by the Holy Flame and was directly blasted back thousands of meters. The defensive barrier trembled violently, but was unscathed.

But before they could rest assured, a dark red giant sword that pierced the sky had already chopped down at them.

It stretched for hundreds of miles, and the sword power was endless. It carried the true meaning of breaking the sky to destroy everything, and divided the world with an invincible posture!

Bang! The violent collision was accompanied by a sharp hiss.

The barrier formed by the marshals together had cracks, and they were getting bigger and bigger.

"Hold on!" The Celestial man holding two swords gritted his teeth.

Finally, during the collision of magic, the power of the dark red giant sword gradually disappeared.

The barrier also fell off like an eggshell at that moment.

A Tianren marshal looked up and found a handsome man with long hair standing in front of him. The long sword in his hand was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils...

The direction of the stab was his head!

"Marshal Lingluo!" Seeing this, the other seven marshals hurriedly used their power to stop Zhu Xuze.

But the ropes condensed by the white holy flames entangled them frantically at this time, trying to stop even for a second.

The figures of the five marshals paused, but there were still two marshals who desperately attacked Zhu Xuze in front of them. One of them stabbed forward with two fingers like a sword, and the other chopped down with his hand like a knife!

Zhu Xuze did not dodge or avoid, like a fearless warrior, the Vermillion Bird Sword still went forward, and the edge shook the sky, as if he had won the battle against Marshal Lingluo.

Marshal Lingluo shouted loudly, condensing a white crystal shield in front of him, and retreating frantically, his body turned from solid to virtual. As a powerful person in the Apocalypse Realm, he reacted very quickly, and his body was about to dissipate into mist in almost the next second.

But he didn't expect that even so, Zhu Xuze still didn't put away his sword to resist the attack from the side. The Suzaku Sword moved forward unstoppably, piercing the white crystal shield in an instant, and then the extremely sharp sword energy fell on Marshal Lingluo's eyebrows like a beam of light, and then quickly spread throughout the body and burned.

"Ah...!!"

Marshal Lingluo's screams resounded through the sky.

At the same time, Zhu Xuze had no time to dodge, and his chest was pierced by a marshal, and his waist was cut by another marshal.

The blood dyed the red Taoist robe of the Suzaku Sect more vividly.

Zhu Xuze retreated quickly, without any panic on his face. He looked at Marshal Ling Luo, who was dying in the screams and melting into smoke, and said lightly: "It should be you, the useless people who can do nothing but ask for help from the Heaven, who should leave the stage of history."

The voice of the leader of the Suzaku Sect resounded throughout Nanchao City, making all the cultivators refreshed.

It was obvious that his words were in response to Ling Luo's words "the rubbish of the Taichu Continent should leave the stage of history."

All the cultivators felt that they had let out a big breath of anger.

At the same time, Zhu Xuze burned Ling Luo alive in one minute, and angrily killed a supreme commander of the Celestial Race, which greatly boosted morale.

The haze that shrouded the hearts of more than five million cultivators seemed to have dissipated a lot because of this incident, and they began to use magic to bombard the distant enemies more vigorously.

The seven Celestial Race marshals began to surround Zhu Xuze and Situ Feng and started fighting again.

Knowing that Zhu Xuze would fight to the death, they became more cautious, mainly adopting the strategy of restraining and then slowly consuming the opponent to death, using various binding techniques to restrain the two super powers of the Suzaku Sect.

Hahahaha...

A hearty laugh suddenly came from the distance.

The blood was everywhere, and the terrifying momentum condensed into substance, crashing into the formation outside the city wall.

"When there were 10 million cultivators, you were defeated so badly. Now, what can you use to fight us? Become my food!" A man with red eyes smiled cruelly.

"Oh no, it's Emperor Yiden!" A cultivator's face changed drastically.

At this time, another black cloud sleeve floated from a distance, directly attached to the formation of the Changsheng Emperor, and swam gently, like the caress of a lover.

The next moment.

A woman with a calm expression, beautiful face, and a black cloud dress appeared at the edge of the formation, pressed one hand on the formation, and patted it gently.

Bang, bang, bang...

The vibrations caused the great formation of the Hedao level to tremble violently!

"Oh no, the Black Yiren Emperor has arrived too!" Another great Hedao-level powerhouse of the Blood Clan appeared, causing a group of human cultivators to turn pale and say in a trembling voice.

"Hehehehehehe..." A very gloomy and creepy voice began to be heard.

A black meteor flew from the void, swallowing up all the bombardment spells along the way, and then slammed into the formation of the Changsheng Emperor.

Boom!

Amidst the earth-shaking explosion.

The Hedao-level formation was actually hit with a hole.

"Puff..." The Changsheng Emperor was attacked by the magic backlash under the joint attack of the three Hedao-level powerhouses, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's over, even the Beixing Emperor of the Xuling Clan is here..." Some of the Jiuzhou United Army, whose fighting spirit had just been ignited, were filled with despair again after seeing the super powers of the Hedao level coming one after another.

This is an instinctive fear of power!

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