The Seven Sword of God Killing Sword.

Extremely emotional!

Kill the gods!

Even in ancient times, Zhao Wuji rarely used his seven swords completely. Although he is now suppressed in the Eternal Heavenly Tomb, he has only powerful power but can only burst out with a very small part of his strength.

But this part of his strength alone is enough to crush most of the strong people in the Qingtian Realm.

In particular, Xiao Yi is just a third level of cultivation in the Dharma Realm.

In Zhao Wuji's view, his seven swords were enough to cut Xiao Yi under the sword.

Thus break away from the identity of the guardian soul.

Rebirth!

As he expected...

Facing the last three swords of the God-killing Seven Sages, Xiao Yi was still a little helpless even though he had the powerful God-Demon Guard.

No sadness!

Stop fear!

Deathly shocked!

Each of these three swords has its own different paths, and it is hard to defend against and there is no way to avoid it.

There is no sorrow, but sorrow comes from it.

Facing this sword, Xiao Yi remembered his miserable experience, but he couldn't extricate himself and even forgot to defend himself for a while. Even though he was lost, he ate a sword on his shoulder and blood stormed.

To ban fear, to ban fear, is actually to arouse the most fearful inner demon in the target's heart.

Especially the shock...

The sword is as its name.

Silent, like dead silence, but it also seems like a sudden appearance that can shock the target and take the name of someone silently.

Puff puff puff!

After three swords in succession, Xiao Yi was already covered in scars.

Zhao Wuji wrapped his hands around his chest, and a wave appeared on his indifferent face. He stared at the huge chains on the Eternal Tomb, as if the chains were bound to him.

Zhao Wuji let out a roar to expel his resentment that had been sealed for many years: "Did you see the Eternal Heaven Tomb? This is the new Heaven-Suppressing God General you chose. He is far inferior to me, far inferior to me..."

Hurry!

The huge eternal tomb was shaking.

Let’s talk about Xiao Yi…

He was shrouded in endless sorrow and fear, and the whole world seemed to be dark, and there was no trace of light.

Buzz!

The silent sword of death shock appeared silently in his heart.

Just one sword can take his life!

"Sad? Fear?"

A light suddenly flashed through Xiao Yi's mind, "My heart is as iron, unbreakable, my heart is as sharp as a sword, and it is hard to bear. If there is sadness, slash it with one sword. If there is fear, slash it with one sword. If there is an enemy, slash it with one sword..."

Swish!

Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and at that critical moment, white lights appeared on his hands, and he closed his whole body with a bang.

Chichi!

A burst of black smoke rose.

Xiao Yi clasped his hands together, and the last sword that Zhao Wuji swung was shocked by the sword energy.

"What?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly shrank, and his hands surrounding him subconsciously released. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, "Can you break the last three swords in such a short time?"

sad!

fear!

shock!

It is the most uncontrollable of the seven emotions.

It is also the strongest killer move among the Seven Sages of God Killing God.

Back then, Zhao Wuji used this sword technique to sweep the ancient Wudi hand and kill countless powerful enemies!

But now...

Xiao Yi, an ant he had never taken seriously, actually broke it and blocked the deadly sword of death. Such a change surprised Zhao Wuji and felt even more unbelievable.

call!

Xiao Yi also let out a long breath of turbid air. The death-shocking sword energy just now was only a little short of it, so he was about to take his life!

Fortunately, it's still time to do it!

"hey-hey……"

Xiao Yi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a cold and hot fighting spirit appeared in his eyes: "Zhao Wuji, you have always been attacking before, and now it's my turn!"

"Hmph, junior, you can use any means you have!" Zhao Wuji said lightly.

Xiao Yi sneered: "Senior, don't know that the waves in the sky river push the waves in the front, and the waves in the front died on the beach. I can take over the Eternal Heaven Tomb and become a new Heaven-Superior God General, how could I be defeated by the Eternal Heaven Tomb and become the soul of the tomb guarding the previous one?"

"Arrogant!"

Zhao Wuji's face showed a fluctuation of anger for the first time. He was the God of Martial Arts, supreme, and never defeated the Qingtian Realm.

In his opinion, Xiao Yi is a young boy.

He dared to speak rudely to him?

Threatening to defeat him?

"Boy, if you have any skills, please come over! I will let you know why I am called the God of Martial Arts by the world!" Zhao Wuji's sword edge hit the armor on his chest, making waves of roar.

"So what about the God of Martial Arts?"

Xiao Yi sneered, his eyes gradually narrowed into a gap, like a beast staring at his prey, and let out a low roar, "Don't say you are not a real god, even if you are a god in the sky, today, I want to - kill God!"

boom!

A golden magic image suddenly appeared behind Xiao Yi.

It is the magic form of the god-eating ant!

The god-eating ants, which are as big as a calf, stand in the air. In the six eyes of different colors, there are vortexes slowly turning, just like the six reincarnations.

It shook its wings and stayed above Xiao Yi's head.

Zhao Wuji was stunned, looked up and down at the God-Devouring Ant, and suddenly laughed: "Is this your dependence? It's just an animal-based magical image, and it's just an ant?"

"Ant?"

Xiao Yi grinned, showing a harmless smile from humans and animals, and said quietly, "My Dharma image is called the God-Devouring Ant, and you also call yourself a martial god. It seems that you are destined to die in my hands today!"

"Divine Devouring Ant? Humph, that's just an ant. If you are talking about the army of God-Devouring Ants, I might be afraid of it. As for a mere God-Devouring Ant, I can destroy it with my fingers!" Zhao Wuji said confidently.

Xiao Yi sneered: "Since it is the God-Devouring Ant, it is naturally impossible to fight alone!"

"Um?"

Zhao Wuji was stunned, and a hint of confusion appeared in his frown, "What do you mean?"

"Literally! Senior, welcome my army of god-eating ants!"

Xiao Yi was shocked.

The infinite vital energy in the body and the power of the gods poured into the Dharma image behind him crazily.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The six eyes of the God-Devouring Ant Dharma Image were spinning, constantly swallowing energy, and opening their bloody mouths at the same time.

Swish swish swish swish!

The god-eating ants that had been small in a few circles flew out of their mouths quickly.

One.

Two.

Three...

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of god-eating ants appeared crazily between heaven and earth, covering the sky and earth, and a dark mass was like the arrival of the doomsday. With the rustling sound of the air, hundreds of thousands of god-eating ants rushed forward.

"No……"
To be continued...