Chapter 821 Heavenly Sword

On the Tianzhi Arena, Zhou Bai and Xiang Tiandi were fighting to the death.

Yun Chonghe and Ying Rui, who had fled all the way from Central City in the hope of arriving here for support, finally felt the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing the huge projection in the distance that covered the sky and the sun, Zhou Bai punched his natural enemy, knocking him to his knees, the two old men looked shocked.

Ying Ruan laughed excitedly: "Did you see it! Zhou Bai! My student! Even Marshal Lei Bu is no match for him now!"

"I told you that Zhou Bai has the qualities of an immortal! He will definitely become the savior of mankind!"

Yun Chonghe first stroked his beard and smiled, but then looked at the projection with a serious face, just because the natural enemy Xiang in the picture had spread out his demon body, and a pair of huge wings covered most of the arena.

The two people who saw this scene looked at each other with shock and horror in their eyes.

"That's...an aberration...it doesn't seem like it, more like the demon bloodline of the Fantian Cult..."

"Walk!"

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At this moment, as Elder Tianjian awakened, his entire sword body had been distorted into a giant sword hundreds of meters long. Under Yun Chonghe's hard control, it slashed down and tore the sky apart. The earth-shattering force fell on the head of the Deathly Plague Lord.

However, the Deathly Plague Heavenly Lord did not move, but continued to dance his limbs, showing off his graceful figure and exuding endless primitive temptation.

Because she knew that there was someone here who could help her block this attack.

As long as this person is around, she will never worry about being attacked by anyone. She only needs to focus on suppressing Li Xiuzhu.

At this time, Fan Ming, who had been skimming the formation, was covered in a layer of bright silver armor.

He didn't bother to besiege Li Xiuzhu with other immortals, but he wouldn't let others sneak up on the Deathly Plague Lord.

Looking at the giant sword falling from the sky, Fan Ming's figure moved, and he had already discharged a wave of air. He appeared in front of the giant sword at an astonishing speed, and then stopped in an instant. The air waves caused by it collided with each other, making bursts of sound. burst.

Facing the huge sword coming towards him, Fan Ming had no intention of giving in. In other words, his battles were always about defeating the strong with strength and overcoming strength with strength.

Then he saw Fan Ming looking at the giant sword falling from the sky. He gently squeezed his fist and made a crackling sound as the air was squeezed out.

And with just such a fist-clenching action, everyone present seemed to be shocked, and felt as if their consciousness was about to leave their bodies and be sucked into Fan Ming's hand.

Fan Ming's right hand at this moment seemed to be carrying infinite magic power. With every move, the heaven and earth were changing, and the human mind was also swaying.

There was no change in the spiritual power, no martial arts moves were performed, and there was no use of any clever ideas.

Fan Ming punched out simply and without any fancy, directly hitting the most powerful point of the giant sword with his fist.

To win, Marshal Jiuxiao of the Thunder Department must defeat the enemy's strongest point.

Yun Chonghe's expression changed when he sensed this scene: 'After Elder Tianjian woke up, he immediately went into complete distortion. He could only rely on his last consciousness to let me hand out a sword, and then he would completely lose control. But even so, the power of this sword has definitely reached the level of an immortal god, and it also contains an attack with aberrant abilities.

Even if he is Marshal Leibu, he cannot block this sword with his physical body alone...'

The next moment, the giant sword transformed by Elder Tianjian collided hard with Fan Ming's fist. Fan Ming was too close to the sword and did not give Yun Chonghe any chance to change.

The fists and swords collided, and loud noises spread throughout the world. There was an explosion within a hundred miles. The aftermath of the collision of the two forces spurted out in all directions. Mountains exploded. Some monks who were too low in cultivation felt like they were As if he had been hit hard by an invisible sledgehammer, he stepped back with bleeding from his orifices.

And in the earth-shattering impact, when the giant sword struck Fan Ming's fist, it was like a machete striking the steel plate. The giant sword sank slightly, and then was stopped, unable to move. inch forward.

Fan Ming's figure refused to take a step back.

Seeing this scene, Yun Chonghe looked shocked: "What a terrifying body!"

Deathly Plague Heavenly Lord casually glanced at the blocked Elder Tianjian, with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth.

Fan Ming, Marshal of the Nine Heavens, has been a god for tens of thousands of years and is proficient in all thunder techniques in the world.

Before the distortion of Heavenly Dao, when he was at his peak, he used the Thunder of Heavenly Tribulation to temper his body. His divine body was said to be able to ward off all evils, and his combat power could no longer be measured by pure Dao transformation.

He disdains sneak attacks, let alone joining forces. Fighting has always been about ending opponents with absolute strength and grand momentum.

But Elder Tianjian, as a deformed body that has been guarding Xiyue City and is feared by the heaven, after being completely deformed at this moment, naturally cannot be resisted by Fan Ming so easily.

Then I saw the entire giant sword twisting violently, and flying swords continued to grow on the metallic sword body, covering the entire sword body like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​swords, and they were densely packed like needles, squeezing each other, entangled with each other, becoming more and more dense.

Fan Ming frowned slightly when he saw this scene: 'Distortion? This feeling...is it Heavenly Sword? ’

When the giant sword just fell, he thought it was some magic weapon. Now that he realized that the opponent was an aberration, he was unwilling to continue to contact it with his bare hands.

I saw Fan Ming retreat slightly, his body shook slightly, and then a strong wind filled the sky.

Then he punched out with his other hand, and the air was whipped and squeezed into substance in an instant.

Under the unavoidable squeeze of the huge force, the layers of air flow directly turned into a diamond-crystal-like state, and then hit the giant sword with a bang, like an invisible giant hand dragging it. Heavenly Sword, and then pushed the giant sword all the way upward.

But after a few consecutive punches, Fan Ming felt something was wrong. Although the elder Tianjian in front of him transformed into a sword, he still seemed like a living creature. Not only was he struggling with all his strength, exuding various extreme emotions, but various kinds of growths continued to grow on the sword. The flying swords made in various shapes have swelled into a mountain of swords in a short time.

Even with every punch he strikes in the air, the sword mountain in front of him will grow stronger and bigger.

If it continues to grow like this, it may not be impossible to turn into a mountain range spanning tens or even hundreds of kilometers.

And if this kind of growth has no limit, then it may even destroy the entire planet one day.

'This monster cannot be allowed to continue to grow. ’

Fan Ming narrowed his eyes, but did not hold back. Just punch after punch, he hit the increasingly larger sword mountain into the sky and flew out of the atmosphere.