Chapter 681: Watch the Show Then (Part 1)

It's a pity that the Supreme Elder only guessed the beginning, but not the ending. In his imagination, the scene where his powerful natal magic weapon bounced away Yang Chen's not-so-excellent Ghost Head Sword did not appear.

Well, this kid is extremely powerful, holds his hands very tightly, and can withstand attacks at the peak level of Mahayana without moving. He can be regarded as having two brushes. It is normal for the Ghost Head Sword not to be deflected away, but it is absolutely impossible for a master who wants to break his own fourth-grade human immortal's natal magic weapon that has been tempered for thousands of years.

The impossible became possible. The moment the blade came into contact with the wrist guard, the Supreme Elder instinctively felt the danger. This is an intuition brought about by countless life-and-death experiences, and it almost never goes wrong.

Almost subconsciously, the Taishang Elder wanted to retreat violently. He had already seen that Yang Chen was very powerful and huge. If he didn't rely on a legendary flying shuttle, he could run very fast. , itself is not fast. Based on this alone, as long as the Supreme Elder can get out of Yang Chen's attack range, Yang Chen will basically not be able to attack him again.

However, he didn't think about it until the blade had already hit the wrist guard. It was obviously too late. Under the blessing of Xiao Tian, ​​the blade of the Immortal Killing Sword cut off the wrist guard like tofu and cut into the Taishang Elder's forearm.

In an instant, an extremely frightening aura rushed directly from the blade into the Supreme Elder's body. Accompanying that aura, there was also an extremely evil feeling, as if he had suddenly lost control of his body. , can't help but want to do some extraordinary actions. Countless memories flashed through my mind, all kinds of unpleasant experiences came to mind clearly, and the sea of ​​consciousness almost started to riot.

The most frightening thing is that there is an extremely powerful suction force coming from Yang Chen's Ghost Head Blade, and the blood all over his body flows uncontrollably towards the direction of the blade. At the same time, two hot lines were burning. It burned quickly along his arms and throughout his body, and the Supreme Elder could even feel his blood boiling.

Under all the painful feelings, two powerful spiritual powers carried an unstoppable momentum straight into the meridians of the body. Wherever they passed, the spiritual power of the Supreme Elder seemed to encounter an invincible army. It was only symbolic. After resisting for a moment, he was cut into pieces by the two spiritual powers, and could no longer stop the intrusion of the spiritual power.

The backlash caused by the destruction of the natal magic weapon caused the Supreme Elder's cultivation to drop to a small level in an instant, and a mouthful of bright red blood just surged into his throat. However, he was attracted by the suction coming from the blade and was pushed back into his belly. This time, the elder Taishang almost fell into coma.

At the critical moment, the Supreme Elder still managed to control his mind and did not fall into a state of confusion. But all kinds of hallucinations have begun to emerge crazily, eroding his little clear consciousness. At this time, he still dared to have any hidden thoughts. He tried his best to break away from the strong suction, resisting the complicated pain and making the final struggle.

At this moment, there was only one word left in the Supreme Elder's mind, retreat! Even if you don't care about your natal magic weapon. Even if you don't have a pair of forearms, you have to retreat quickly. Only by retreating can we stay alive, as long as our lives are still there. There is still a chance for a comeback.

The Taishang Elder, who has rich combat experience, is very aware of his current situation. Yang Chen's Immortal Killing Sword is really evil, and he can't even bear one of it. But there is no chance of winning now, as long as he can escape from this blow. As long as you give yourself a dozen breaths, there is still hope for everything.

The calamity clouds in the sky are almost finished gathering. The place where the two of them were was completely dark. The Taishang Elder bets on the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, Yang Chen is just a junior at the peak of Nascent Soul. Facing the terrifying Bifeng Tribulation, there is no way he can survive.

At this time, even if Yang Chen ran away as fast as he could, he would not be able to escape from the scope of Bi Feng Jie. Even the masters at the peak of Mahayana would not dare to watch the catastrophe caused by the strength of the fourth-level human immortal, let alone standing almost in the center of the catastrophe. As long as they can get out of Yang Chen's attack range, everything can get back on track.

The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. When the Supreme Elder wanted to retreat, he suddenly found that his body had lost control at some point. He could not direct a muscle and his whole body was paralyzed. But he just wanted to. I don’t know when this happened.

The Supreme Elder could only watch as his arm turned black when the Immortal Killing Sword had only cut half of it, and then the Immortal Killing Sword was so powerful that it cut his arms together without any pause. The two natal magic weapon wrist guards were cut into several pieces. Next, before the power of the sword disappeared, the blade of the Immortal Killing Sword flashing with cold light came between his eyebrows.

All of this happened clearly in front of the Supreme Elder's eyes, as if in slow motion. Yang Chen moved very quickly, but the Supreme Elder could clearly see or feel every step.

A few breaths before the catastrophe that the Supreme Elder hoped for, Yang Chen's Immortal Killing Sword cut the Supreme Elder in two pieces.

Without the control of the fourth-level human immortal master, the blood in the Supreme Elder's body was sucked clean in an instant, and the two corpses turned into mummies before they fell to the ground.

The calamity clouds in the sky suddenly lost their target, stopped gathering, and began to slowly dissipate. It went as quickly as it came, and disappeared without a trace in a short while. There were only two mummified corpses of the Supreme Elder left on the ground, as well as the traces of the battle left by the two men.

Yang Chen didn't take another look at the corpse on the ground, he just raised his hand and put the Immortal Killing Sword in front of his eyes. The Immortal Killing Sword that had drunk the blood of the Supreme Elder seemed a little different from before.

"A very good opener." Yang Chen's eyes finally paused on the corpse for a moment, and then with a move of his hand, the master's Qiankun bag was in his hand, and the two corpses were sent to the raging bear by Yang Chen with a wave of his hand. The burning pure yin true fire disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving no traces.

"A-Ling, please entertain those experts and ask them about the recent movements of Taitian Clan." After shouting into the void, Yang Chen put away the Immortal Slayer Sword and began to look through the Qiankun Bag in his hand.

Gongsun Ling's figure appeared beside Yang Chen out of thin air, and she sweetly agreed. Following Yang Chen's instructions, she tortured Ming Guangruo and the others carefully. Poor guys, they entered the mountain and river geography map without knowing what the situation was, and they never expected to get ahead. (To be continued)