Chapter 3051

Nangong Chen was holding the Bone Biting Sword, and his aura continued to soar.

The billowing baleful aura is wrapped in a vast and boundless calamity aura, surging across the ground, as if to engulf the void for thousands of miles.

Wherever it passes, everything withers!

Bones, monsters, Shura... Countless ferocious monsters of the Nine Netherworld floated in it, making terrifying roars.

"Nice sword weapon."

Qin Yi could not help but praise.

From his eyes, it is not difficult to see that this is a powerful and terrifying imperial weapon, and the sword intent contained in it is even more shocking.

In fact, it is also true. This bone-eating sword was originally a superior middle-level imperial weapon, and it was won by a well-known strong man in the Seven Prisons World in ancient times.

It's a pity that this strong man was defeated in the face of a strong enemy, and the Bone Biting Sword was also damaged, and fell down the rank.

After being obtained by Nangong Chen, after tens of millions of years of nurturing, the Bone Biting Sword barely returned to the middle-level imperial weapon.

It is by relying on this sword that Nangong Chen can be invincible!

Fight against thirteen other demon powerhouses of the same level to achieve the title of invincible.

"My generation, your talent is the most amazing and brilliant one I have ever seen in my life, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the imperial capital is overwhelmed by you.

In the future, you may not be able to see the mysteries of the giant realm, but unfortunately, you met this gentleman..."

Nangong Chen expressed regret in his words, but he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"A sword is a good sword, but it also depends on who uses it. If the sword is in the hands of its previous master, I may be a little bit afraid.

As for you, you're nothing but an ant! "

Qin Yi's eyes hung high, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

If it is a high-level imperial weapon, he will naturally not worry about it.

What is he afraid of if it is just a middle-level imperial weapon, or a damaged middle-level imperial weapon?

"Ants? You are courting death!"

Nangong Chen's face darkened, his eyes were cold and full of frost.

"All worlds perish!"

Nangong Chen screamed, took a step, and slashed out with his sword again.

He is like a demon god, with endless baleful energy rolling and boiling under his feet like a sea tide, surging out with his sword, seeming to flood the entire world of the Seven Hells.

If it really falls, not only the entire world of the Seven Prisons, but at least Qingming Prefecture will be swept away by this sword.

Obviously standing in the world, but there is a feeling of falling into the nether hell!

"If you have stepped into the fourth realm, maybe you can take a look at this sword, but it is not worth mentioning now."

Qin Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and when he stepped out, the void trembled.

bow.

make a fist.

The spine dragon let out a roar like a real dragon roar, and suddenly, he punched horizontally, punching like a dragon!

The domineering and majestic fist suddenly rushed up.

With one punch, it seems that the sun rises and the moon sets, and the mountains rise, as if endless worlds are born and died between the fists.

This punch was so heavy that hundreds of millions of miles of sky could not bear it, and it enveloped the upper and lower ground in an instant!

Before the majestic fist can be blasted out, the void with a radius of ten thousand miles seems to be crushed and sinking, and may be broken at any time.

All the powerhouses onlookers breathed stagnantly, time seemed to stop flowing, and everything came to a standstill, only this punch pierced through the sun and the moon at an unimaginably fast speed that seemed slow.

"kindness?"

Even Nangong Chen is no exception, stagnant in

half empty.

Seeing this punch, his body trembled, his heart beat like thunder as if being held by a big hand, and an absurd thought came to his mind.

Under this punch, he was going to die!

"No, how could I lose!"

Nangong Chen roared, the scarlet in his eyes became more intense.

It seems that there are thousands of gods and demons roaring in his body, and the surging power flows through his limbs, trying to break free from the shackles.

In a ten-thousandth breath, Nan Gongchen finally broke free from the suppression of the fist.

pity.

The punch has arrived!

(end of this chapter)