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Chapter 592 The sword falls, the sky collapses!

"The power of your sword is comparable to the self-explosion of a warrior at the peak of the Xuan Realm. Once it falls, although I am unable to resist it, the city behind me will certainly not be spared."

Dejue sneered proudly and spoke softly: "Don't you claim to be the master of all living things, establish destiny for the people, and create peace for all generations? I want to see how you choose today between filling the city with people and killing me.

!”

Before he finished speaking, extremely thin golden Buddhist inscriptions suddenly appeared in the void, quickly lingering around the entire ninth district and around Ye Wushuang.

call...

Between heaven and earth, the originally full sword intent suddenly stagnated at this moment; Ye Wushuang, whose eyes were full of anger, felt a trance in his heart, and then he frowned slightly and slowly raised his head, but his eyes crossed De Jue and glanced at the wall behind him.

There were crowds of people on the streets, on the eaves, and on the city walls.

At this moment, for some reason, when he looked at the living crowd in front of him, his eyes suddenly became blurry, as if they were covered with a layer of mist, a white mist.

The city was shattered, the people were wailing, the innocent souls were mourning, and blood was flowing into a river... A scene like hell suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wushuang, like clouds and smoke in the past.

That was the tragic massacre in Qingyun City. It was the most tragic and brutal scene that he had ever seen since his rebirth, and it was also a hellish scene that he had never seen before.

But as the former Unparalleled Sword Emperor, it stands to reason that he should have long been commonplace and accustomed to it, and it has long been no longer enough to worry about it.

But for some reason, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the Qingyun tragedy had become a thorn in his heart, piercing his heart so hard that he could not pull it out; it made him tired of killing, tired of blood, and tired of the people who did these things.

But now, the giant sword is flying across the sky. Once it falls, history will definitely happen again!

Could he be like Qi Shengtian and others, who committed a massacre that would kill everyone?

No!

He can't!

In an instant, Ye Wushuang felt a strong sense of resistance suddenly arise in his heart, resisting the fight and the falling of the giant sword.

Buzz!

At the same time, the sword intent that filled the world suddenly began to retreat; even the many swords that continued to merge into the giant sword above the sky began to tremble slightly, and seemed to be falling.

Ye Wushuang's sword heart was shaken!

"die!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, De Jue's face suddenly turned pale, he took a step forward, and rushed directly towards Ye Wushuang. The golden palm prints appeared again on his gold-painted palms, and he roared out.

"Powerful Vajra Palm!"

call...

The golden palm carried overwhelming power, flew directly through the air, and struck Ye Wushuang.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Ruo'er, Lao Chentou, Yao Jiaxuan and others' expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously rushed out to block Ye Wushuang's palm.

But at this moment, a figure took the lead and rushed out first.

It’s Fang Wushang!

Sensing the changes in the sword energy around him, he instantly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He also saw Dejue suddenly taking action, so he stepped forward without hesitation and extended his palm.

"Xianyun Palm!"

Bang...

The two palms collided and separated at the first touch.

The golden palm print exploded in the air, and Dejue's rushing figure paused and stopped; Fang Wushang, like a paper kite with a broken string, ran away again, retreating dozens of steps in a row, three times in front of Ye Wushuang.

Stop at the foot.

"puff..."

Before he could stand still, Fang Wushang leaned over and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Since taking over the position of Dean Cangyun, he has chosen to live in seclusion and cultivate. In fact, he has already reached the Mysterious Realm and has become the strongest person in the Cangyun Empire in a hundred years.

But even so, he was only a warrior in the early stage of the Xuan Realm, and he still looked weak in front of De Jue, who was in the Half-step Illusion Realm.

Among the six realms of martial arts, there are actually huge differences between each realm.

As the first level in martial arts, the First Dan Realm may not be obvious yet; but when you reach the Xuan Realm, this gap will gradually emerge. The distance between the same Xuan Realm and the peak fourth level after junior high school has widened.

Once entering the illusion, each time a warrior condenses an illusion, his cultivation will increase exponentially; a warrior in the one-phase illusion is even more vulnerable to a warrior in the nine-phase illusion!

"Dean lost?"

"Did I read that correctly? Dean Fang was slapped by that bald head and made him vomit blood?"

"A Xuan Realm warrior, that bald head is definitely a Xuan Realm warrior, or even a high-level Xuan Realm warrior!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers on the city walls, eaves and other places were immediately dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

When they arrived earlier, the two sides did not fight; everything was their guess. But at this moment, Fang Wushang was defeated in full view of everyone, which was simply unbelievable to them!

"wake up!"

Holding back the surging energy and blood in his body, Fang Wushang didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Wushuang. His anger dropped from his Dantian and he shouted in a deep voice: "Ye Wushuang, wake up quickly!"

The sound wave spread like an invisible mighty flood at this moment, pouring crazily into Ye Wushuang's ears.

Buzz!

In Ye Wushuang's mind, a loud bell suddenly sounded, shocking his heart and soul. The hesitation that had just arisen in his heart was instantly suppressed, and his dazed consciousness became clear.

"Buddha's sound captures the soul!"

Ye Wushuang suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the mist lingering in his eyes quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The corners of his mouth raised and he sneered: "Your Buddhist skills are still as good at deceiving people as ever!"

In a daze just now, he realized that he was indeed swayed by Dejue's teachings and his mind was shaken; of course, this was mainly because the tragic situation in Qingyun City was still fresh in his memory, and just now he was blinded by anger and could not think of anything for a moment.

Only by being on guard did Dejue take advantage of the loophole.

Otherwise, even if the majestic Unparalleled Sword Emperor is reincarnated and re-cultivated, his powerful mind and solid spiritual consciousness cannot be shaken by a mere half-step illusion!

Seeing Ye Wushuang wake up, Dejue did not take action again.

If a master uses a move, he will die if he is distracted for a moment; unfortunately, he has missed the opportunity to kill Ye Wushuang, and he may not be able to kill Ye Wushuang if he attacks again, so he can only find another opportunity!

At this moment, Dejue clasped his hands together and laughed softly: "Amitabha! This is not to confuse people, but to save people. However, I did not expect that the donor Ye was so greedy for the mortal world and unwilling to give up the world. It seems that the cause and effect are difficult to eliminate!"

"But, I still said what I said, does Donor Ye really dare to fall with this sword?"

This time, Dejue did not use the Buddhist mental method, but simply spoke and asked.

Foyin's Soul Capturing is not a real Soul Capturing, it is mainly about taking the enemy by surprise, catching them off guard, catching the enemy off guard, and creating a chance for yourself.

But if the opponent is already on guard, it is already impossible to seduce his mind; even if the opponent's mind is stronger than the caster's mind, there is a high possibility of backlash.

Therefore, he did not seek trouble for himself.

After all, the swords of a city were gathered together to create a giant sword. The power contained in it alone made him feel palpitations, panic, and even fear.

He can be sure that once this sword falls, its power will be comparable to that of a peak Xuan Realm warrior who self-destructs. Even though he now has the strength of a half-step illusion and still contains several Dan Yings in his body, he is still not sure that he can resist it.

But with such a huge power, even he, who looked down upon the entire wilderness, could not withstand it. Who in the Cangyun Empire and the imperial capital city could withstand it?

Once this sword falls, the sky will fall apart!

By then, not only will he die, but probably tens of thousands of living beings in the entire imperial capital will die as well.

Therefore, even if he did not deceive Ye Wushuang's mind, he was sure that Ye Wushuang would not dare to drop this sword!

"Why don't you dare?"

Ye Wushuang grabbed it with his right hand in the air, and the swords that had stopped condensing in the sky began to move again, gathering towards the giant sword at a faster speed.

"Do you think that with the life and death of all the creatures in the city, you can restrain me and restrain me?"

"ridiculous!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang suddenly took a step forward, and his body instantly rose into the air and hung in the air; the strong wind roared, his white robes fluttered, and his hair fluttered. He looked like a god or a demon, with a majestic and majestic look.

"My sword can only kill whoever it kills!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang's heart stopped, and he seemed to be integrated with the giant sword in the sky. He raised his right hand and suddenly waved downwards.

"cut!"

Buzz...

The last sword merged into the giant sword at this moment; as Ye Wushuang gave an order, the hundred-foot giant sword suddenly trembled.

Whoa...

The power of the sword was like the power of heaven, carrying surging majestic spiritual energy, drawing a dark crack in the void, directly tearing the sky apart, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart, split the earth into pieces, and tear the sky apart.

It was like annihilating everything in this world, and suddenly chopped it down.

At this moment, warriors all over the city and millions of living beings felt the terrifying power of the sword that shocked their minds. They all raised their heads and looked at the torn black cracks in the sky, feeling uneasy and trembling all over.

In their eyes, as the giant sword slashed down, the entire sky seemed to collapse!


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