Chapter 680: Strong Battle

This man closed his eyes, carrying a black sword on his back, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and an invisible evil spirit shrouded his body.

This was the first time that Gong Jiang had asked for external aid, which showed that this man must be very strong!

"Humph! Even Yu Huang is not this man's opponent. I want to see how you can win!" Gong Jiang sneered in his heart.

He didn't know the specific strength of the man in black, but he knew that this man and Luo Gang were brothers!

What kind of existence could be brothers with a spiritual cultivator?

Gong Jiang didn't ask much, nor did he investigate, but he already knew it.

And the price he paid also confirmed this.

——It doesn't cost so much money to let a Yuanying stage take action.

Not long after, Han Te also walked into the battlefield.

He was still in his previous look, with blood on his face, his body in tatters, and the sword on his back was mostly broken, looking quite embarrassed.

It formed a sharp contrast with the gloomy man in black.

One side is obviously a master, while the other side looks like a beggar.

In an instant, waves of invisible murderous intent spread from the black-clothed man, dyeing the battlefield scarlet, as if in Shura hell.

"Hahaha, they actually sent such a bastard to fight, there is no suspense."

At this moment, not only Gong Jiang, but also Shi Lan and other high-level Haixing people all agreed that they would win.

This man tied with Yu Huang, who was seriously letting the water go, how could he fight them?

Hunt also shuddered, his eyes were horrified, and he trembled and said: "This... Daoist friend, please be gentle later, don't hit people in the face."

Before he finished speaking.

The black-clothed monk reached out with a claw. The claws were in the shape of white bones. As soon as he made a move, there was a monstrous murderous aura, and countless ghosts roared in it. It was Shura Ghost Claw!

And a scarlet skull mark appeared between his eyebrows, which was the law of killing!

"It's him!"

Xu Hei stared at the man in black, and a name appeared in his mind: Wang Xiu!

Evil Sword Emperor, Wang Xiu!

This man, like Luo Gang, slaughtered Liefeng City together. The two should have become gods together.

If Xu Hei's guess is correct, this man is a god-transforming cultivator!

But why can he suppress his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage without being discovered? This is a bit unbelievable.

At the critical moment, Han Te pulled out the flying sword behind him to block.

"Clang!"

The originally broken flying sword did not break when it collided with the claw, but a loud noise came. Han Te retreated half a step, and then exerted force, the sword light burst out, the sharp edge shot out, and the bone claw of the black-clothed cultivator suddenly broke.

He pulled himself away, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and looked at the other party.

Han Te also took several steps back, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he let out a scream, his face pale as he said: "It was a close call, I almost died! Daoyou is very skilled, thank you for showing mercy!"

Show mercy?

He did not use all his strength, but the attack just now could have severely injured any Yuanying stage cultivator, even Yu Huang would be helpless in the face of this move.

This is a genuine first-level magical power, Shura Ghost Claw!

Wang Xiu narrowed his eyes, glanced at the embarrassed Han Te, and attacked again, his claws dancing continuously, like a violent storm, and waves of black mist rose from his body, as if countless evil spirits were roaring.

Han Te made a hand gesture, and the broken flying swords behind him were unsheathed, forming a sword formation in front of him, with sword lights staggered and continuously passing through the black mist, and those evil spirits screamed immediately, and most of them were killed.

"Die!"

Wang Xiu's claws suddenly stretched out, and at the same time, countless claws stretched out, and claws also stretched out in the black fog, like a thousand-handed demon, grabbing Han Te from all directions.

"Ah!!!"

Hant screamed miserably, and was hit by the ghost claws, and his skin and flesh were torn apart, and the sword formation became unstable.

Xu Hei's mouth twitched, and he quickly took out a top-grade spirit stone and added it to the storage bag just now.

The top-grade spirit stone was just thrown in.

Hant, who was originally in danger, instantly burst into a dazzling sword light on his body, and the sword energy tore through the sky and penetrated the black fog. Those ghost claws that approached were actually shattered.

A sword of opening the sky condensed on Han Te's head, and a sword-shaped law imprint appeared at his brow.

"Buzz!!"

Bursts of sword sounds spread out from the Sword of Creation, forming ripples. The face of the Evil Sword Emperor Wang Xiu changed drastically. He dared not hold back anymore and pulled out the black sword behind him, holding it in front of him.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The sword sound swept over, and fine sword marks appeared on Wang Xiu's face, arms, and body, as if he was cut by invisible sword energy. Even the evil sword in his hand made a trembling sound, and was cut into many cracks, retreating again and again.

"How is it possible?!"

The whole audience burst into an uproar.

Especially the high-level members of the Starfish Monster Clan, who were completely blown up.

Gong Jiang looked at Han Te in shock, and said in horror: "The law of swordsmanship, the first transformation of supernatural powers, where did this person come from?"

Is this a Yuanying cultivator? Is this still a Yuanying cultivator?

Gong Jiang suddenly panicked. So, they didn't win for sure?

Luo Gang was also stunned. He looked at the purple-haired young man, then at Xu Hei who was calm and composed. He sighed inwardly and shook his head.

At this moment, Wang Xiu on the battlefield was already blood-thirsty.

"Shura Slash!"

Wang Xiu shouted, and the ground beneath his feet and the sky above his head turned completely blood red. Blood plasma appeared on the ground, and countless dead souls wandered in it. Blood vessels all over his body bulged. On the evil sword, there were even faces of people who had been killed by him.

Wang Xiu's blood flowed into the evil sword along his arm, turning the evil sword into a killing magic sword. The sword light was like the setting sun and boiling blood, and it came towards Han Te.

"Sky Shattering Clouds!"

Hant was not to be outdone. He pointed forward, and the Sword of Creation chopped down from the top of his head, tearing the clouds apart, the earth wailing, and the sharp edge pierced through the sky and the earth, smashing towards Wang Xiu.

"Clang!!"

The two swords collided with each other, and the surging air waves swept in all directions, and even the nearby space collapsed completely. The area within a radius of thousands of miles was completely shattered and turned into a world of nothingness.

The violent sword energy spread out, forming a sharp storm, cutting the earth and the sky. Countless people couldn't help but retreat violently. The power of this fight has exceeded the Nascent Soul stage.

"Spiritual Transformation Monk?"

Someone realized that something was wrong.

How could this be the Nascent Soul stage? It was clearly a fight between the Spiritual Transformation Monks!

Yu Huang stood there stupidly, his heart was full of rage. He thought he was holding back, but he didn't! It was clearly the other party holding back, otherwise, this sword would be enough to kill him several times.

"Bang!!"

The two swords were deadlocked for a moment, Wang Xiu vomited blood, his body was cut beyond recognition, and he flew backwards and fell into the dry seabed.

Hent also flew out, but he symbolically took a few steps back and stopped to avoid losing the spirit stone.

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