3547. Chapter three thousand five hundred forty-seven the wrath of the Supreme!
Suppressed by the imperial capital's formation and the restrictions of the arena, this giant sword is only a few hundred miles high, but its momentum is so strong that it can almost cut off the sky!
If it were outside, without any suppression, this giant sword could even reach a terrifying scale of tens to millions of miles!
"Emperor's Sky-Severing Sword!"
The sword has not yet struck, but its boundless pressure, which is vaster and more terrifying than the world, has already tilted down. Qin Yu's bones creaked, and he could hardly stand upright under this heavy pressure.
The hundreds of thundering figures were also shattered in an instant. Under the unparalleled pressure, the heavens were shattered like lightning!
"It turned out that the boundless pressure of Emperor Lingtian's blood was integrated into the magical power, turning the pressure itself into power?"
A look of surprise flashed in Qin Yu's eyes.
Not to mention the intensity of the pressure itself, this magical power is extremely astonishing. Combining the invisible and immaterial pressure itself with the magical power, it explodes with unimaginable terrifying power that is enough to destroy the sky. It is definitely a terrifying magical power that surpasses the immortal realm.
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"Then let's see who has the stronger pressure!"
Facing this extremely terrifying sword, Qin Yu was not surprised but overjoyed. He laughed wildly, controlled his body forcefully, and took one step forward.
boom!
Invisible footprints fell from the sky and crashed onto the body of the giant sword.
Qin Yu took seven steps in a row, and seven footprints fell one after another, colliding with the giant sword. They were seven steps into the sky!
However, this seven-level attack, which was enough to trample to death a cultivator in the Six Tribulations of the God Realm, failed to scatter the giant sword at all. Instead, it was broken through by its edge one by one.
When he reached the seventh step, Qin Yu himself was already covered in blood, and his body exploded under the pressure.
But this was also within his expectation. Taking seven steps to the sky was just a way to break through the pressure. The real counterattack was...
"I am heaven!"
Hundreds of phantoms emerged from behind him. Qin Yu used all his strength to activate the power of Wu Ji Tian, and the boundless terrifying pressure burst out, instantly breaking through the pressure of the giant sword.
"It's this move again. Do you think it's better than my Emperor's Sky-Slashing Sword?"
Huangyuan Cauldron roared angrily, and the sword light urged again, pressing down on the head with boundless coercion.
Qin Yu refused to give in. The hundreds of phantoms behind him became clearer and clearer, and a terrifying pressure came upon him.
The two pressures collided with each other, and no one gave in.
"die!"
The Huangyuan Cauldron exploded with a powerful roar, and the giant sword suddenly struck Qin Yu head-on!
And Qin Yu did not dodge, the eight major forces instantly converged on the fist, with the blood divine pattern as the guide, the life and death pattern, the heavenly sword pattern, the sword ancestor divine pattern, the war god pattern and many other divine patterns were injected into it, and they rotated with all their strength, finally catalyzing a trace of
The energy of chaos blends with the God of War pattern.
Immediately afterwards, a punch broke through the air and hit the giant sword!
"God of War Fist!"
The contrast between the majestic giant sword, which is hundreds of miles long, and the tiny fist, which is only a few inches long, seems so strong and shocking, it is like the contrast between mountains and dust.
But the moment the fist collided with the blade, what erupted was unimaginable and shocking power.
Under the stimulation of the energy of chaos and many divine patterns, a shadow of the God of War appeared behind Qin Yu, roaring to the sky. That roar directly shattered the chaos and destroyed the world!
Rumble!
Amidst the deafening loud noise, the intense light flooded the entire arena, and the violent shock waves wildly bombarded the light curtain. The light curtain that was said to be unable to be easily opened even in the Immortal Realm was actually destroyed by the collision between the two sides.
, a trace of crack appeared.
The surrounding spectators were so shocked that many people already wanted to turn around and flee.
At this moment, the shadow of a majestic giant hand emerged from the void and covered the light curtain. Under the suppression of this giant hand, the turbulent light curtain gradually stabilized and the cracks began to recover.
Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that a strong person watching the battle had taken action.
Judging from the momentum of this giant hand, it must be at least a half-step to the supreme level to easily suppress this light curtain.
At this time, the light within the light curtain gradually dissipated, and suddenly, two figures were seen a few feet apart. The hundred-mile giant sword was stopping at Qin Yu's forehead. The person holding it against it was Qin Yu.
Yu blasted his right fist.
The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate, but it didn't last long.
But a moment later, a trace of cracks spread from the point where the giant sword came into contact with the fist surface, and in an instant, it became cracks covering the entire giant sword.
The next moment, Qin Yu roared and used his right fist again.
In an instant, the giant sword shattered into pieces and scattered into light that filled the sky.
Qin Yu's fist smashed the space and continued to blast forward, catching the Emperor Yuanding off guard and having no time to dodge, smashing his entire left shoulder and half of his body into pieces.
Huang Yuanding roared in pain and staggered back a few steps. His body seemed to have lost strength and he half-knelt down.
He had an angry look on his face, roaring angrily and trying to get up, but at this moment, a slender white finger pressed on his forehead.
Qin Yu pointed at Huang Yuanding's forehead, looked at him calmly, and said lightly: "You lost."
With one blow, Huangyuan Cauldron had been severely damaged and his aura was weakened. As long as Qin Yu's finger exerted force, it was enough to crush his head and pierce his soul.
Qin Yu won this battle!
There was total silence in the audience.
Such a result seems shocking, but it seems to be expected.
Although it was just the aura of the Four Tribulations of the Divine Realm, Qin Yu's figure on the stage at this moment carried an indescribable momentum.
That momentum... is called invincible!
This battle once again established Qin Yu's image in everyone's hearts.
That is the monster named Invincible!
"Sure enough, even Huang Yuanding is not his opponent? How could there be such a monster in the world?"
In the stands, Zhong Lihaoyan shook his head and sighed.
He knew that Qin Yu was suffering from wounds at this time and his strength might not be as good as when he was at his peak.
But he still defeated Huang Yuanding, the number one evildoer in the Huangtian Dynasty, so neatly.
Beside him, Lian Xinghuo's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Everyone thought that this battle had been settled.
But on the stage, the half-kneeling Huang Yuanding's face gradually became distorted.
"I lost... No, how is this possible?"
"How can I lose to others?"
In his entire life, he has been invincible. He has never lost a single match at the same level, let alone faced an opponent with a lower level than himself.
Huang Yuanding raised his head with a ferocious expression and roared: "I am undefeated!"
"Li Youcai! It's not over yet!"
Qin Yu shook his head and said calmly: "It's over."
"not yet!"
Huang Yuanding roared angrily, and a terrifying and evil aura rose from his body.
At this moment, Qin Yu's expression changed.
Just now, he seemed to feel the source of the aura that he cared about before.
But the next moment, a more terrifying and violent momentum appeared from behind him, accompanied by a blurry shadow.
Then, Huang Yuanding was heard roaring almost hysterically.
