Chapter 785

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Chapter 785

While speaking, Liu Wentian showed helplessness.

As he said just now, Fan Wujie is holding a legendary ancient sword with unparalleled strength. No one is his opponent, but Fan Wujie alone can't change the situation of the battle at all.

The reason why Xingchen Ancient Sect withdrew was because they didn't want to hurt both sides and fall into a complete predicament. Unexpectedly, Fan Wujie's killing intent was too strong, and he wanted to continue chasing and killing at all costs.

"This battle was provoked by Ancient Xingchen Sect, and the one who retreated was also Ancient Xingchen Zong. At this moment, you said that winning or losing doesn't matter. Don't you think these words and deeds are very stupid?"

Fan Wujie is holding a legendary ancient sword and carrying the ultimate light, but his face is full of blood and cruelty, his eyes scan the front, and there are constant mocking voices.

He slowly raised the legendary ancient sword, pointing the tip of the sword straight ahead, and said in a voice: "Furthermore, it is not up to you to decide who wins and who loses. Since I dare to chase and kill, the final winner will also be the winner." It must belong to Wanjiange!"

As soon as these words fell, Fan Wujie's body soared into the sky, and the ancient sword rushed out, like a stream of light sweeping through the sky, ignoring thousands of meteors, and directly entered the formation.

But seeing him swinging the ancient sword, the light of the sword was shining, covering the sky and the sun, and he slashed straight ahead. The sword was destructive, and no power could resist its ruthless attack. In just a moment, more than a thousand warriors in front of him, Die at the waist.

"Unbearable!" Fan Wujie uttered a cold voice, his body turned into light, rushed into the crowd, and directly disrupted the star array of the Ancient Star Sect, the sword light flashed, there must be wailing, and then More than a thousand people were executed.

It must be known that the power of the legendary ancient sword is so terrifying that even a nirvana powerhouse like Liu Wentian can't take it by force. How difficult is it to kill these warriors?

At this moment, Fan Wujie, wrapped in the light of the ancient sword, shuttled like a fish in the great array of twenty-eight constellations, as if this killing array, which destroys heaven and earth, seems invisible, and it cannot be stopped at all, even if there is starlight Constantly bombarding, but unable to shake a trace of sword light.

Infinite sword power blooms from the legendary ancient sword, coupled with Fan Wujie's nirvana aura, the power of a single sword, easily kills more than a thousand people, under the continuous sword light, he is like a god of slaughter, killing everything exist.

Only under Fan Wujie's three entrances and three exits, the vast and dazzling array of twenty-eight constellations gradually became dim, and the number of people who died under the sword was even more massive, more than seven thousand people .

"Gather the shadows of the stars and stop Fan Wujie!"

Gu Fanxing almost roared, he still underestimated the power of the legendary ancient sword. Although there is only one person in Fan Wujie at this moment, the threat he brings is far greater than the 20,000 people in Wanjiange. Yu people.

However, this also made Gu Fanxing no longer confused.

As long as Fan Wujie is killed, this chaotic battle will come to an end.

"Once Fan Wujie dies, Wanjiange will surely perish. The rest of the people don't need to pay too much attention to it." A yin and yang strong man from the Ancient Star Sect roared loudly, with the light of martial spirit blooming on his body, he directly merged into the formation. middle.

In an instant, a large formation buzzed everywhere, and twenty-eight phantoms of stars emerged, each of which was extremely solid, and the starlight gathered in the void, like a storm rolled up, or swept away like a hurricane, causing the space to crack every inch of it .

However, facing such a terrifying attack, Fan Wujie couldn't see the slightest fear on his face, and a sharp and pungent mocking laugh suddenly sounded from his mouth.

At this moment, he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with sword light seemed to be able to shoot through the bodies of the experts from the Ancient Star Sect, directly piercing their hearts, making them tremble violently.

Gu Fanxing and Liu Wentian also felt this strange feeling, and an ominous sign filled their hearts at the same time.

"die!"

Fan Wujie let out a low growl, and his figure suddenly appeared under a formation eye, and the legendary ancient sword wrapped in dazzling sword light protruded out, and killed the three yin and yang strong men in front of him.

The three yin and yang strong men looked terrified, and hurriedly urged the shadow of XingXiu to block Fan Wujie's offensive, but they had no strength to fight back in front of the legendary ancient sword.

Puff!

The monstrous sword light descended, and the bodies of the three strong men were pierced through at the same time. Fan Wujie's arm trembled, and the edge of the sword flickered wildly, directly strangling the three corpses into a bloody mess.

After this sword, the crowd in the battle lost their minds for a short time. They looked at Fan Wujie who looked like a slaughter god, and their minds were in a trance. Today, Fan Wujie's strength is too terrifying. He killed three yin and yang strong men with one sword, so it's no wonder he dared to utter wild words repeatedly.

"Now, do you still think that I am seeking my own death?" Fan Wujie looked up at the crowd of people from the Ancient Star Sect, and he swung his sword lightly, but the light of the sword soared into the sky, killing the seven people above his head. The phantom of Zun XingXiu was annihilated.

For a moment, the crowd was silent for a while.

The people of the Star Ancient Sect felt suffocated and felt powerless in their hearts. To Fan Wujie, the twenty-eight constellation formation was useless. Every time he swung his sword, it was like the god of death coming, and he could easily harvest countless lives.

Even the yin and yang strong man, facing his sword light, was still unable to resist. When the sword fell, all three of them died. It was like chopping melons and vegetables, which only increased the number of casualties.

Different from the people of Xingchen Ancient Sect, the people of Wanjiange were in ecstasy, and all of them looked at Fan Wujie with fanaticism and admiration, and the fighting spirit was ignited and lasted for a long time.

"Shoot, kill the Ancient Star Sect!"

At this moment, someone who didn't know who let out a roar made the people of Wanjiange react one after another, and they rushed directly towards the ancient Xingchen sect. The killing intent of each person was stronger, even with a bit of madness, as if To destroy everything ahead.

As the disciples of Wanjiange rushed into the XingXiu formation, the scene was chaotic for a while. There, either the stars pierced the sky, or the sword lights spun. Under the collision, the strong wind swept and turned into a terrifying hurricane. The person who will die will undoubtedly die.

In just a short time, more and more corpses were piled up on the ground. The people of the two sects both lost each other, but the more tragic the battle, the crazier the two sides fought.

No one wants to lose, let alone die on the spot.

In view of this, the only option is to fight to the death.

When the two sides were immersed in the fight, on a lone peak not far from here, there were three figures standing, looking into the distance, taking in the entire chaotic battle situation.

These three people are exactly Lin Tianchong, Wu Jingxue and Chu Xingyun.

"Wanjiange and Xingchen Ancient Sect have a huge disparity in the number of people, but after the appearance of the legendary ancient sword, Wanjiange turned the situation around and faintly gained the upper hand. It is worthy of being a soldier without God, and it is indeed incomparably tyrannical." Lin Tianchong focused his eyes on Brahma On Wujie's body, his brows were slightly frowned, and his voice was somewhat dignified.

"so what?"

Wu Jingxue snorted coldly, and then said: "The closer the strength of the two sides is, the more chaotic the battle situation will be, and the fighting will be endless. The number of people in Wanjiange and Xingchen Ancient Sect is decreasing sharply, and there are only 40,000 people left in total. And the number of yin and yang experts is even smaller, only ten people, and most of them died in the hands of Fan Wujie."

"Judging from the results of the current battle, the two sects are already exhausted, and their fighting strength is fading. In just a moment, we can take advantage of the situation and kill them by surprise!"

After saying this, Wu Jingxue turned his head and looked at Chu Xingyun, but saw Chu Xingyun looked like an old god, waved his hand, and said in a hurry: "The time is not yet ripe, and it is still a bit of a hassle to make a move now." It's too hasty."

"The two melees, every minute and every second, countless people will die, and the death of these people will continue to accumulate hatred and killing intent on both sides. The more chaotic, the more terrifying the fighting, and this result is obviously what we are willing to do. saw."

"After countless people died, the evil spirit filled the sky, which can enhance the strength of the Jingtian army, and the souls of those warriors will be absorbed by the sword slaves and become the purest nutrient. This is the principle that the enemy is weak and we are strong."

"Since that's the case, then we might as well watch this big show, why rush to make a move?"

Chu Xingyun's words were very calm, but the oozing coldness caused Wu Jingxue and Lin Tianchong to shudder. Their eyes froze, and a trace of fear rose in their hearts. There was a feeling that they could not recognize Chu. The feeling of Xingyun comes.

But for the gaze of the two, Chu Xingyun didn't care, the blood-colored pupils filled with magic light, still staring at the chaotic battlefield ahead, showing the indifference of the devil everywhere.

However, at this moment, in Chu Xingyun's eyes, a glint of crystal light suddenly flashed.

A faint light, like water, flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into a teardrop, seeping out from the corner of his eye, and slowly slid across his cheek.

Chu Xingyun, he, shed tears?

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