The fierce sword energy shattered the void and tore apart Yuan Chewu's soul energy, which was as thick as a mountain and a sea.
Everyone below them stared wide-eyed.
This blow was so sudden that by the time he could react, the sword energy was already close to Yuan Chewu's body.
Keng!
A sharp voice erupted.
Yuan Chewu's strong neck was instantly penetrated.
Blood spurted out from his huge neck like a pillar of heaven.
For a time, blood poured down like a mountain torrent, pouring down on the earth and turning into a torrent of river water.
"ah?"
Below, the Bone Master and the Pig King were shocked.
"How can it be?"
The Ghost Bridegroom and Master Shuihua also looked incredulous.
Was Totetake Takeru killed just like that?
They thought with fear.
As the master of the Black Territory, Yuan Chewu controls the order of the Black Territory. If he dies, the Black Territory will inevitably be in chaos.
Is it possible that the Black Realm is going to change today?
But at this moment...
Blah blah blah!
The blood that spurted out from the fractured spot of Yuan Chewu's neck suddenly started to flow backwards inexplicably, pouring towards Yuan Chewu's neck.
"Go back in time?"
Someone called out.
"No, it's not time reversal!! This isn't even a time spell!"
Moruochui's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly: "It was Master Yuan Chewu who sucked back the blood with his neck!"
Countless people gasped.
Suck back the spurted blood? Or use your neck?
How appalling this is!
Bai Ye also looked shocked.
The scene in front of me was indeed like going back in time. The blood flew back into Yuan Chewu's neck, and then his neck, as thick as a mountain, began to heal on its own. His huge body shook slightly, and all the scars on his neck had disappeared.
.
Bai Ye can be sure that the sword strike just now disrupted the trajectory of time.
So how to explain this phenomenon?
Very simple!
Yuan Chewu did not use the time spell, but used his soul power to forcefully reset his blood and restore the wound!
Even if it is a wound cut by Hong Bing, even if it is a fatal injury, he can forcefully recover it!
What a terrifying and extraordinary body this is?
"Is this the top power in Lishengzhou?"
Bai Ye's face looked extremely ugly.
He finally understood that there was no way he could defeat such an existence by relying on Hong Bing!
He is stronger than anyone he has ever met!
He...can be called the real pinnacle, the real supreme!
Bai Ye didn't dare to hesitate and immediately turned around and ran.
Li Huang Sword, Ye Yao Sword, and Qi Shen Sword opened the way in front of him.
The rest of the souls were all lying on the ground, trembling.
If Master Yuan Chewu wanted to take someone, they would definitely not dare to intervene, not to mention that under such power, no one would have the courage to take action.
"Run away!"
"Help!"
"Sir, please spare my life!"
The slaves who were freed in the white night fled in a hurry, like headless flies.
When such a powerful person is angry, no one can control anyone.
The same goes for white nights.
While waving the Hongbing at Yuan Chewu's huge body, he retreated in the direction of Shenji Palace.
The door to leave the Black Territory has obviously been sealed. It is impossible for him to escape from the Black Territory at this time. He can only temporarily avoid trouble in the Divine Machine Palace and wait for the powerful men from the Divine Machine Palace to arrive.
"Sir, this way!"
Just heard a shout from the Shenji Palace branch.
It's Xuan Yan.
Bai Ye felt happy and immediately sped up and rushed into the Shenji Palace branch.
The branch's barrier is activated immediately.
More than a dozen people from Shenji Palace stood at the door, warily looking at Yuan Chewu who was approaching.
Yuan Chewu's huge body seemed to fill up the sky. The scene when he moved this way was very shocking. He didn't know where his feet were stepping. If he got closer, the black area would shake.
"Shenji Palace, hand over this person, hand over Hong Bing!"
Yuan Chewu's eyes like the sun and moon were staring here, and a voice as grand as that of an immortal god came towards him.
"Master Yuan Chewu, Bai Ye is the Dou Zhan Spirit Lord, a talent from our Holy State. Our Shenji Palace has reason to protect him. I don't know what mistake he made. Why are you so angry?"
The person in charge of the branch stepped forward, clasped his fists and shouted at Yuan Chewu.
His voice was trembling a little.
Obviously, he has never faced a terrifying existence like Yuan Chewu.
But he still chose to stand up and did not back down.
"Hongbing! Hand it over!"
Yuan Chewu said these four words simply without being verbose.
Although it is only four words, it is extremely depressing and makes my scalp numb.
Although the person in charge was afraid of Yuan Chewu, as a member of Shenji Palace, he was not restricted by Yuan Chewu. He snorted and said solemnly: "Master Yuan Chewu, I still said that Bai Ye is subject to my Shenji.
Palace protects him, and he is also considered a hero of my Shenji Palace, you can’t hurt him.”
This time, Yuan Chewu said nothing and just watched the branch quietly.
Although this branch was as big as a teapot in front of him.
Bai Ye sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed a few pills, and recovered a little.
"Sir, are you okay?" Xuan Yan came over.
"I'm fine, how are you?"
"It's not a big problem to survive." Xuan Yan whispered.
It's true that the problem isn't big, and big problems basically can't get here.
"There are too many variables this time. It's my fault. I underestimated the power of the people from the Black Territory."
Bai Ye took a deep breath and said hoarsely.
To be continued...