Chapter 1437: Just These Two Moves?

Above the main city of Hailan, a fixed-domain warship with a size of several miles suddenly appeared, like a giant purple dragon, exuding boundless vastness, quietly floating.

When that arrogant and conceited voice resounded, all the monks in the main city of Hailan heard it clearly, and each of them looked extremely terrified, trembling and looking up at the figures that slowly walked out of the fixed-domain warship.

Pressure! Endless pressure fell from the sky, completely covering the entire main city of Hailan!

The monks in the main city of Hailan sadly discovered that any of the seven figures that finally appeared had the terrifying power to destroy the entire main city of Hailan in an instant!

And the most incredible thing is that the seven people looked very young, all of them were only in their twenties.

"Oh my God! Who are those seven people?"

"Too scary!" This kind of breath is simply unheard of! Where did the monster come from?

"Even the Lord of the City cannot compare to these seven people! The difference is too great!"

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The cultivators of the Hailan Main City exclaimed in their hearts. They could not speak because his pressure was like a hundred thousand mountains pressing on them. Even the cultivators in the Earth Soul Realm could not resist and half-knelt down.

The originally bustling Hailan Main City had already become dead silent, and there were sounds of rapid breathing everywhere!

"I don't know which seven masters have visited our Hailan Main City. I am Yuan Ming, the Lord of Hailan Main City, and I belong to the Xueying Empire."

Finally, a figure slowly rose from the Hailan Main City. It was a man of medium build, who looked about forty or fifty years old. Although his body was trembling, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on speaking to the seven people in the void.

Yuan Ming's heart was already surging with stormy waves. He had an extremely absurd feeling. Any of the seven people in front of him was much more terrifying than the Second Tribulation True Lord of the Xueying Empire. What kind of existence were they?

It's really like sitting at home and disaster comes from the sky!

But after all, he is the city lord of Hailan Main City, which is a blessing, not a disaster. He must stand up at this time.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, the arrogant and conceited voice sounded again, with a snort, with a kind of contempt and indifference from a high position!

Yuan Ming only felt that his eyes suddenly brightened, as if there was a gaze looking at him directly, with indescribable sharpness and brilliance surging in it, as if there were thousands of sword lights flashing, and his mind exploded in an instant!

"Ah!"

With a scream, the city lord Yuan Ming was struck by lightning, and fell from the void with his head in pain, hitting the ground, his face was pale, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't stop shaking!

"An ant is worthy of standing in front of this young master and opening his mouth? You don't know how to live or die!"

Young Master Ba Jian retracted his gaze, and the ferocious long sword behind him seemed to be clanging. He had just used the power of his soul to directly abolish the cultivation of Yuan Ming City Lord, who had reached the Great Perfection of Heavenly Soul, just because Yuan Ming City Lord said a word. This person's arrogance and cruelty really reached the limit!

Young Master Tian Xiang and Young Master Wu Chen, who stood behind Young Master Ba Jian, frowned slightly, thinking that Young Master Ba Jian was too cruel and cruel. He abolished people's cultivation just because of a disagreement. Such behavior was against the way of heaven. However, Young Master Qin Long and Young Master Tian Wu showed a sneer in their eyes. They enjoyed this feeling of being high above, as if they could control the life and death of everyone. Every time they left Li Tian Dao, they had this feeling.

In their eyes, the human cultivators of Cang Lan Realm were just ants that could be crushed to death at will!

"In the southeast direction, hum! With this speed, you are unrivaled in the world? Trash!"

Then the young master of Bajian's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he had sensed Ye Wuque's breath. He flashed and rushed to the southeast direction first. Then Gu Yue, Tianwu and Qinlong also turned into long rainbows and chased after him.

The Emperor of Blazing, with his hands behind his back, took a step forward and strolled leisurely, but it was like a scorching sun breaking through the sky, emitting endless heat.

Only when the young master of Tianxiang was leaving, he flicked his finger, and a small jade bottle fell from the sky and landed beside the Lord of Yuanming City.

"There are three soul-fixing pills in it. Taking it can gather the remaining power in your body and preserve your realm. Maybe you can restore it again in time."

The voice of the young master of Tianxiang resounded, and then it turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky.

There was a void far away in the southeast of the main city of Hailan, and the sky and the earth were vast.

The land here is very desolate. It is obvious that it is a place where few people go. No one will come here. The only monsters living here are in a primitive dense forest in the distance. Is there a roar of beasts?

In this void, a tall and slender figure is sitting cross-legged at this moment, with his eyes slightly closed, but his whole body is surging with a strong wave of fighting spirit, as if he is quietly waiting for something. It is Ye Wuque!

The reason why he left the main city of Hailan is that he does not want the local monks living there to be affected by the next battle. Otherwise, once a station is opened there, the main city of Hailan will be reduced to ruins in an instant, and everyone will die.

Whoosh!

Half a minute later, a huge long rainbow that is extremely fast broke through the void, showing the shape of a lightsaber, and the domineering aura is constantly overflowing. It is the young master of the Tyrant Sword who is chasing after him!

"Dog! Why don't you run? Or are you ready to die?"

The lightsaber stood in the void, and a figure evolved, with a ferocious long sword on his back, purple hair spread out, a face full of arrogance and conceit, thousands of sword shadows swirling in his eyes, staring at Ye Wuque with a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Swish, swish, swish...

A moment later, a long rainbow followed closely, it was the young master Gu Yue, the young master Tian Wu, the young master Qin Long, the young master Tian Xiang, the young master Wu Chen, only the Chidi seemed to be strolling leisurely, and had not arrived yet.

"None of you are allowed to make a move! My Hegemony Blood Sword has not drunk blood for a long time. Leave this bastard to me, I will kill him with three swords at most!"

The young master of the Hegemony Sword stood in front of the other five people, grinning and speaking, his purple hair was agitated, and a terrifying sword intent that shook the world emanated from his body!

Yin!

The sword chant resounded, and the hideous-looking Overlord Blood Sword was unsheathed. A terrifying aura shattered the void. This sword was a mid-grade artifact!

The next moment, the young master of Overlord Sword took a big step, and the long sword in his hand cut through the void, and slashed directly at Ye Wuque with a sword!

Seeing the young master of Overlord Sword take action, the other five young masters naturally stopped. Tianwu and Qinlong stared at Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged in the void in the distance, and there was a flash of sarcasm and ridicule in their eyes.

Among the eight young masters of Lietian Dao, Chidi was the well-deserved first, shining brightly. The next one was the young master of Overlord Sword. This person was a sword cultivator, and his sword cultivation was earth-shattering. He broke through the eighth level of the Bridge of Light. Although he did not succeed, he also defeated a puppet of the peak of the middle stage of the Three Tribulations True Venerable head-on.

Before, Overlord Sword had sparred with the True Venerable Xinghuo. The True Venerable Xinghuo had only four words in the end, that is, he sighed that he was inferior.

At this moment, the young master of Overlord Sword took action, and Ye Wuque was doomed to die!

The blazing and domineering sword light appeared out of nowhere, and the void was full of surging sword shadows, as if it had turned into active volcanoes, about to erupt, and finally gathered into a long sword that cut through everything. Wherever it passed, purple energy surged, as if it could even cut through the sky!

At this moment, except for Gu Yue, the other four people felt cold in their bodies, their minds were a little dazed, their scalps were numb, and a deep fear surged from the depths of their souls!

If they were to face the sword of the Tyrant Sword, there would be only one outcome, that is, being cut in two!

"Go to hell for this young master!"

The purple divine sword cut through the void, and the figure of the Tyrant Sword appeared directly in front of Ye Wuque within ten feet, with the sword tip facing him, invincible! Latest f chapter on * (Cool M craftsman network py

The strong purple sword light completely submerged that place, and unparalleled sharp edges were raging everywhere!

Dang!

However, the next moment, there was a roar of metal clashing, and the sound wave was so strong that the earth was cracked after spreading, and countless towering trees in the primitive jungle in the distance collapsed!

When the strong purple sword light slowly dissipated, Gu Yue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, glanced away, and then her pupils suddenly shrank!

The faces of Tianwu and Qinlong, who had been sneering, froze directly, and their eyes widened!

Only Tianxiang and Wuchen slowly revealed a bitter smile at the corners of their mouths. Looking at each other, they could see the emotion and bitterness in each other's eyes.

In that battlefield, Ye Wuque was still sitting quietly, his eyes were still slightly closed, and Ba Jian Shaozhu held the sword in a slashing posture, motionless, but his arrogant and conceited face was now full of shock and disbelief!

Because his Overlord Blood Sword was being grasped by a white and slender hand, this sword that could easily kill a mid-stage Three Tribulations True Venerable cultivator was easily blocked by Ye Wuque with his flesh and blood!

Even Ye Wuque's eyes were slightly closed from beginning to end, as if the so-called Overlord Sword Master's powerful attack didn't even allow him to open his eyes!

"You said you would kill me with three swords, and these two moves? Are you worthy of being called a sword cultivator? Get lost!"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, and it was from Ye Wuque. The next moment, his right hand holding the Overlord Blood Sword suddenly grabbed, and a terrifying force to the extreme burst out!

With a move of his right arm, like a real dragon turning over, Ye Wuque actually threw the Overlord Sword Master, whose face changed wildly, and the sword flew out. The terrible power was simply indescribable. The Overlord Sword Master fell to the ground like a meteor, like a dead dog being thrown away!