The first thousand four hundred and eighty-three chapters
It was as if the heaven and the earth were collapsing, and the pressure was overwhelming.
The heaven and earth shook, and Wanrenxiong Peak was in danger.
Standing on top of the majestic Ten Thousand Rin Peak, Feiyu's face was extremely pale, as if he were being weighed down by thousands of mountains.
Even Wuming, Huan Bingyun and others looked slightly moved.
"Are you the one who broke through the Suowu Hell?"
A plain voice was like a thousand thunders, reaching down through the nine heavens, setting off waves of echoes.
Zhai Huang and Zixia, with their bright eyes, controlled an army of tens of millions, set up sword formations, and imprisoned the world.
Coupled with the strength of the two of them, Zhai Huang and Zixia both felt that they had the pearl of wisdom in their hands. It would not be too difficult to kill this person.
Boom boom! The reverberation caused by the sound caused the rules of heaven and earth to pour down like a horse training.
Chi You seemed not to have heard the scoldings of Zhai Huang and Zi Xia, and still closed his eyes tightly. After that, three thousand black hair fluttered in the wind, with an indescribable elegance, and even a bit of dust.
If these vast rules were to fall on the peaks, the peaks would undoubtedly collapse.
Buzz! A crisp sound of swords echoed in vain between heaven and earth, like a magic sound, and the rules of heaven and earth that rolled down stopped one after another.
In the next moment, these rules of heaven and earth were shattered.
Bang bang! A steady sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the aftermath, and Fatty Xiao appeared slowly holding the sword Ao Shi Sword.
Fatty Xiao looked calm as he faced an army of tens of millions, his eyes unchanged: "Senior, can you hand these people over to me first?"
After hearing this, Chi You still didn't open his eyes. His teeth opened slightly, and a voice like a silver bell sounded: "Okay!"
"Thank you, senior!" A majestic fighting spirit burst out of Fatty Xiao. His eyes were clear. Fatty Xiao walked forward with his sword in hand. Every step he took, he endured huge pressure.
He fought alone on foreign battlefields and traveled to the Tiangang kingdoms with his sword.
Fatty Xiao's cultivation seemed to have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but compared to Ye Chen's cultivation, Fatty Xiao realized that he was seriously lacking.
"But we agreed to be proud of the world together, how could I break the promise!"
"At least I must condense my original body. Otherwise, I will become a burden!"
Every time he took a step, Fatty Xiao's fighting spirit became stronger, and the sharp sword energy penetrated into the sky.
Using tens of millions of troops and powerful men to hone oneself, this is the path Fatty Xiao takes, the way to fight swords!
"My dear, isn't this little fat guy afraid of death? With his strength, the opponent can be beaten to death by just one person." Fatty Fish muttered.
A rare smile appeared on Wuming's indifferent face, and he said: "Stain the blue sky with blood. This is the way to fight the sword, without fear or scruples!"
Zhai Huang and Zixia stood with their hands behind their hands. When they saw the figure walking in the distance, a smile appeared on their lips, "We are at the top of the world of martial arts, and hell has imprisoned many strong men!"
"After thousands of years of accumulation, there are naturally many strong people!" Zhai Huang said calmly.
"You have a good fighting spirit, and you obviously follow the way of war. But if you and I are at the top of the world of martial arts, there is no chance of winning." Zixia narrowed his eyes and chuckled.
Before he finished speaking, Zixia slowly raised his right hand, and saw the overwhelming force swirling behind him, suddenly turning into thousands of mountains, and bursts of loud chanting echoed in the thousands of mountains.
"This is the way to fight foolishly. Knowing that you can't do something is foolish!"
Before he finished speaking, Zixia's raised right hand fell with a crash, and he saw thousands of mountains hovering in the sky. Carrying a huge momentum, they roared down.
Under the mountains, Fatty Xiao was as humble as an ant.
"The way of foolish warfare is to fly a moth into the flame, it is also foolish, and it is also foolish to swim against the current in a boat in a rage!"
"If this is the way to fight foolishly, I, Xiao Ziyun, will always be a fool." Fatty Xiao's eyes became brighter and brighter as he faced the thousands of mountains crashing down, singing loudly with his sword and roaring.
At the same time, Fatty Xiao's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and the rain falling all around him began to tremble, as if a breeze appeared around Fatty Xiao. The rainwater was constantly being swept up, and his will merged into it, suddenly forming the essence of ten thousand things.
The great sword.
"I will use the method of foolish warfare to defeat Kai'er's magical power!" Fatty Xiao's long hair danced like a snake behind him, and the proud sword in his hand shot out like a fallen star, followed by thousands of giant swords like shadows.
The sound was huge, and the dense sword shadows collided with the mountains. There was a sudden roar, and scenes of landslides and sword destruction appeared one after another.
In just the blink of an eye, all these mountains and swords were destroyed. Amidst the turbulent flow of heaven and earth, a figure was like a kite that was out of line, retreating out in an extremely embarrassed state.
The green shirt he wore was completely torn, and Fatty Xiao's face was extremely pale, with a look of madness on his face.
Seeing that Fatty Xiao was able to break his magical power, something strange flashed in Zixia's eyes. In his eyes, Fatty Xiao was like an ant, but this ant was beyond his expectation.
"Interesting!" Zixia chuckled, raised his hand, and saw the rules of heaven and earth spinning around on his fingertips, with five fingers pointing to the sky. In the broken heaven and earth, the sound of chanting became louder and louder, "All Saints Act in the Sky"
, all laws are passed down to the world!”
The loud chanting sounds gathered together, creating ripples one after another, and finally transformed into hundreds of huge figures, with waves of awe-inspiring rules flowing on them, suppressing the heavens.
Zixia walked forward with a smile on his face, looking down at Fatty Xiao below, and said calmly: "The way of foolish warfare requires a price, and the price is your foolish life!"
Foolish fate! Fatty Xiao sneered, his body stretched as straight as the spine of a sword, and at the same time, the Proud Sword in his hand shot straight into the sky like a rainbow, "If all the saints are here, then I will kill the saints!"
Master of the Hundred Steps with Divine Power! Fatty Xiao’s fighting spirit seemed to be on fire as he followed behind the Proud World Sword.
Seeing this scene, the smile in Zixia's eyes became even brighter. His five fingers formed into claws and he suddenly grabbed downwards. Space ripples appeared in the sky. All the saints' shadows opened their eyes one after another, revealing the light of destruction.
Boom boom! The phantoms of the saints fell with a crash, and their power was even more terrifying than the previous Ten Thousand Mountains.
In an instant, Fatty Xiao grabbed the Proud World Sword and collided with the crashing shadows of the saints.
Clang! The sound of clashing of gold and iron suddenly rang out. The sword, which contained great power, seemed so insignificant under the shadows of the saints.
Bang bang! Fatty Xiao's figure fell back again, his face was horribly pale, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the blood in his body was churning crazily.
"Very strong!" Fatty Xiao showed a firm look in his eyes, clasping the hilt of his sword tightly with his sword fingers, and roared: "This little power is not enough to repel me, it's not enough!"
Before he finished speaking, Fatty Xiao drew his sword again. The Ao Shi Sword brought out heavy sword shadows, which contained the power to destroy the world. At the same time, Fatty Xiao's body also rotated. The Ao Shi Sword carried the vast rules of heaven and earth and slashed down on everything.
On the holy shadow.
Clang! The sound of gold and iron rang again, and just like before, Fatty Xiao still retreated.
Stopping, Fatty Xiao drew his sword again, as if he didn't know despair, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body, blood was already seeping out of his pores.
"This little fat guy is crazy. He will fall sooner or later if he keeps going like this." Looking at the crazy figure, Feiyu murmured softly. He glanced at Chi You and others aside from the corner of his eye. He saw that Chi You and others were motionless, even their eyes.
None have been opened.
"Senior, aren't you going to take action?" Feiyu said in a low voice, biting the bullet.
Huhu! The strong wind roared, but neither Chi You nor Wuming made a sound.
"Mom, did this little fat guy do something that is sorry for this bitch? This bitch is so cruel that she let the little fat guy die!"
"Oh, you were originally one of the fat men. The fat man tried to persuade this bitch to save you, but your life is not good!"
Fatty Fish looked pitiful and shook his head one after another.
The roaring sound was endless, and Fatty Xiao also forgot how many swords he had fired, but the sword power became more and more fierce, until finally, a rare look of solemnity appeared in Zixia's eyes.
"Mirror image of thousands of magical powers!" Fatty Xiao roared, and a figure transformed into thousands of figures, shot out, and went straight to the phantoms of the saints in the sky.
Thousands of figures overlapped together to form a thousand-foot sword pillar, which swung straight down.
Kaka! At this moment, a crack visible to the naked eye finally appeared on the phantoms of the saints. Just this crack made Zixia's face change.
"It's interesting that this despicable people can actually leave a crack in the phantoms of the saints!"
"However, this game should be over." Zixia stepped out, waved his sleeves, and a terrifying power erupted from the saints' shadows, falling straight down and instantly shattering the thousand-foot sword pillar. At the same time,
Fatty Xiao's figure retreated out of the sword pillar, staggered, and plummeted to the peaks below.
"Stupid ant, this is the end of the foolish way of fighting!" Zixia, aloof and indifferent, said like a god.
Hundreds of phantoms of saints whizzed down, and their terrifying aura locked onto Fatty Xiao, forcing him to be crushed into pieces.
At this critical moment, Chi You slowly opened his eyes...