Text Chapter 518 Chapter Five Hundred and Eighteen

Chapter five hundred and eighteenth shocking sword

The sword tire was scratched, and at first, it was dim and dull, and in a flash, the electric light skyrocketed. Latest and fastest update

This sword beam, like a divine light that splits the heavens and the earth and illuminates the darkness, exudes a murderous aura that makes even the soul feel terrified and horrified. noodle.

A sword light seems to be the center of the world, no matter how powerful the attack, it all becomes dark in front of a peerless sword light.

The dazzling sword light was like cutting open a piece of straw paper, and the black and white giant palm with 5,000 dragon powers was easily cut open, and countless light and rain were scattered, turning it into a magnificent spectacle in mid-air.

And that sword light, after slashing the black and white giant palm, was like a flying fairy in the sky, with a mysterious trajectory, and it slashed towards the Wuzun in mid-air.

This Wu Zun watched this sword light fly towards him, and a great terror rose in his heart, and he felt a strong crisis that he had never felt in his life from the sword light.

At this moment, this Wu Zun screamed in his heart, trying to destroy the cultivation technique and try his best to avoid this deadly sword light.

However, his body was motionless, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move.

At this moment, his body was firmly locked by an inexplicable aura.

This qi machine, sharp to the bone, went straight to the divine soul. His divine soul was like being nailed to the void by a supreme fairy sword. His body was like a stiff piece of wood.

"Hey!"

The sword came to the body, simple and direct, passed through the center of the Wuzun's body, and then slashed into the sky.

In the middle of this Wu Zun's forehead, a red line as thin as a hair instantly appeared.

This red line spurted a large blood mist in the blink of an eye. This Wu Zun's body was impartial from the center, divided into two pieces, sprinkled a large rain of blood, fell from a high altitude, and fell heavily into a pile of gravel. .

At this time, the stunning and peerless sword light still did not dissipate, but flew into the air and slashed on the battle boat suspended on the Yin-Yang Holy Land in mid-air.

This warship, like a paper paste, was directly smashed by this sword light, and a large group of sparks exploded in the air, and then, it turned into fragments of the sky, and fell to the ground one after another.

As for the Yin-Yang Holy Land disciples on the battle boat, they were immediately killed by the Supreme Sword Qi, and none of them survived.

"This……"

The surviving Yin-Yang Holy Land disciples below couldn't believe what they were seeing. They were regarded as gods, with unfathomable strength, and their god-like master was actually slashed alive by a sword. It's just like the Arabian Nights, even if you see it with your own eyes, it's still unbelievable.

"How could this be? We are invincible and invincible. We are the Holy Land of Yin and Yang..."

A disciple of the Yin-Yang Holy Land couldn't stand this kind of stimulation.

The other disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Land were also in despair, and they couldn't believe it was true anyway.

Yang Zhan, Qin Feiyue, Nie Qianran, Fang Cangyu, Di Jiuyang, Du Xian'er, and others, all of them stood there dumbfounded, looking at Chen Lei.

"Am I dreaming."

Yang Zhan muttered to himself and said to Qin Feiyue, "Feiyue, slap me and see if I'm dreaming!"

"Snapped!"

Qin Feiyue exerted all her strength, swiped her mouth wide and drew it up.

"Ow!"

Yang Zhan suddenly screamed, and his face was full of burning pain. Qin Feiyue showed no mercy for this slap. A purple slap print appeared on Yang Zhan's face, and half of his face was swollen like a pig's head. .

This time, Yang Zhan can be sure that he really did not dream.

"Well, I really didn't dream."

Qin Feiyue shook her hand and said with great satisfaction.

On the side, Yang Zhan looked at Qin Feiyue with a very resentful look. I asked you to smoke, but I didn't make you work so hard. Unfortunately, this was his initiative. , there is suffering that cannot be said.

At this time, Chen Lei held the sword embryo in his hand, and only felt that his body was empty. The sword just emptied all the real power in his body. At this time, the real power in his body was not left.

However, seeing the power of this sword, Chen Lei was also extremely satisfied. The power of this sword was beyond his expectations.

A sword that slashed a powerhouse above the seventh floor of the Martial Venerable rank, the power of this kind of power will definitely shock everyone's attention.

This is the Wu Zun from the Yin-Yang Holy Land. It is far stronger than the average Wu Zun, but it still can't resist the power of this sword. Ordinary Wu Zun, let alone survive under such a sword.

At this time, Chen Lei had an extra jade bottle in his hand, and drank the spirit essence liquid directly from the bottle.

"Roar!"

A lion's roar resounded through this mountain range, and Shi Er showed magical powers, transformed into a giant lion hundreds of feet in size, and swallowed a Yin-Yang Holy Land disciple who wanted to escape.

This roar of Shi Er woke everyone up, and Yang Zhan and the others also did nothing and kept on fighting. Knowing that they had already had a grudge with the Yin-Yang Holy Land, then they didn't need to be merciful, and it would be better to kill them cleanly.

Afterwards, Yang Zhan and the others slaughtered the rest of the Yin-Yang Holy Land disciples.

The remaining disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Land were completely deprived of their will after the headed Wu Zun was slashed with a sword and had no fighting spirit. At this time, there was no need to fight with Yang Zhan and the others, and they flew away one by one.

However, this time, Chen Lei and the others were determined to leave everyone behind so that they could escape.

"Not a single one!"

Chen Lei ordered Xiong Da, Shi Er, Centipede San, and Zhu Bamei to kill them all, and he himself killed a famous Yin-Yang Holy Land disciple.

In the hands of Chen Lei, Xiong Da, Shi Er, Bi Manman, and others, these Yin-Yang Holy Land disciples had no power to fight back, let alone escape. In the end, none of them escaped, and they were all beheaded.

"Clean up the battlefield, make sure not to leave any clues."

Yang Zhan ordered to everyone, and then he quickly joined the ranks of cleaning the battlefield.

Obviously, Yang Zhan and others are definitely veterans in doing these things, and they are extremely skilled. They cleaned the battlefield at the fastest speed, and then everyone took the Xuantian battle boat and left quickly.

Not long after Yang Zhan and others left, another battle boat emerged from the clouds and appeared in this area.

"There was a fierce battle here just now, but there are too few clues, and there are no very valuable clues."

A disciple flew like the wind, quickly surveyed the scene, and then returned to the battle boat to report to Wang Daohong.