Chapter 492 The real body of the killing god, how could it not be powerful?
"Netherworld Demonic Wolf!"
Xue Chen shouted and flew out in an instant. The black spear in his hand gathered the power of the Netherworld and unleashed a powerful killing move.
roar!
A huge black wolf shadow vibrated a pair of huge wings, standing on the head of Xue Chen's gun, roaring suddenly towards Ye Wudao, and a domineering and sharp aura suddenly rushed towards his face.
"Xue Chen's spear is very powerful. Most masters in the other side of the world wouldn't be able to catch it!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Facing this spear, Ye Wudao had a calm expression on his face. Nijiuxiao shook his hand, and the terrifying sword intent vibrated.
Whoosh, the next moment, the whole person turned into sword light, and the sword merged into one, executing a life-and-death stab, and instantly faced the black spear.
Ding, a crisp sound sounded, but it was continuous and extremely harsh. The killers around them all looked in pain and quickly covered their ears, very surprised.
Buzz, at this moment, two figures retreated from the center of the Netherworld Platform.
Bang, I saw Ye Wudao falling to the ground, trampling countless cracks on the ground, and raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.
Xue Chen, on the other hand, flipped upside down in mid-air and flew out. He fell hard to the ground and was dragged for dozens of meters before he came to a stop. He even spat out a mouthful of blood.
You can see that there is a blood spot on his throat, which was pierced by the tip of the sword.
His face was covered with sweat, and he looked frightened. His eyes looked at Ye Wudao, but they were filled with endless coldness and anger.
Just now, he didn't expect Ye Wudao's sword to be so terrifying. At the last moment, it actually penetrated the wolf shadow and stabbed towards his throat. The speed was too fast. If he hadn't been a top killer,
Only with superb reflexes can you win a chance of survival.
Otherwise, Ye Wudao would have pierced his throat with the sword just now, and he would have died.
"Master Xue, you do have some ability, but this ability can't save you!" Ye Wudao said with a faint smile.
"Ye Wudao, don't be complacent. It was just my carelessness. Next time, you will definitely die without any body parts!" Xue Chen yelled.
Xue Chen's injury also surprised everyone.
No one expected that Ye Wudao's strength could be so powerful. The rapid sword strike just now was like a meteor. The power of this sword was definitely comparable to the full blow of a half-step master of the Other Side Realm.
He almost killed Xue Chen.
"Sure enough, those who dare to participate in the black assessment are not easy!" Ning Mo said in a low voice: "Obviously, his cultivation level is only the third level of the Sea of Bitterness Realm, but whether it is his physique, swordsmanship, cultivation techniques, etc.,
They are all very powerful, their combat power is almost half a step to the other side!"
The skinny old man laughed and said: "I have underestimated this kid. From the looks of it, this kid may not lose!"
Ning Mo shook his head and said: "Mr. Li, don't forget, Xue Chen's real killing move is the 'Killing God True Body'!"
"It's a powerful secret technique he got from the netherworld, which is close to the emperor's quality!"
"If this kid only has this means, he will eventually die in Xue Chen's hands!"
When he heard about the true form of the God of Death, Mr. Li's eyes darkened, and then he nodded slightly, obviously knowing how powerful the true form of the God of Death was.
"No, Xue Chen is going to use the true form of the God of Death. This is his true strength!" Mrs. Zijin also knew Xue Chen, and she felt the terrifying and terrifying fluctuations in the latter's body, and her color suddenly changed.
On the Nether Stage, Xue Chen stood up with a sneer. The fluctuations in his body became more and more powerful. His cold and murderous eyes looked at Ye Wudao, laughed loudly, and said: "Ye Wudao, my real
I’ll let you know my strength now!”
"No matter how strong your combat power is, what will happen?"
Boom, boom, boom...
Waves of terrifying fluctuations erupted from Xue Chen's body, causing the entire Netherworld Platform to crack and even knocking back Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao's eyes darkened, then he suddenly rushed out and slashed at Xue Chen with a sword.
He knew that the other party must be performing a terrifying trick, and naturally it was impossible for the other party to perform it easily.
"roll!"
Xue Chen suddenly roared and shook his fists. A terrifying and domineering force was instantly released, knocking Ye Wudao back.
"The true form of the God of Death!"
From behind it, a huge figure suddenly rose from the ground like a mountain, transforming into a huge black figure.
The black figure had double horns and clawed hands, and was extremely burly. A pair of blood pupils stared at Ye Wudao. Suddenly, a terrifying power of the murderous realm struck into his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt like he was falling into hell. Countless ghost hands were grabbing at him, and black chains were tying him up and trying to strangle him to death.
Ye Wudao felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the blood and energy in his body were all disordered and beating constantly, as if they were about to explode.
But at this moment, the divine soul millstone in his mind shook, and a powerful divine soul power immediately shattered the killing god impact in an instant. Ye Wudao immediately regained his clarity and quickly used his divine soul power to resist the impact.
"I almost got into the opponent's trap!"
Ye Wudao's face was full of fear.
The gaze of the huge murderous phantom just now brought with it a terrifying soul impact, which made him confused and almost killed him by self-destruction.
If Shenhun Mopan hadn't rescued him in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
At the thought of this, Ye Wudao's murderous intention surged, and the death domain on his body became more intense and powerful. The power of the soul in his mind was also suddenly activated, and all of it poured into the soul millstone.
"Sword Soul Technique!"
In one thought, the soul millstone suddenly flew out and transformed into a huge black millstone, floating above the Netherworld Table, covering the entire table.
A kind of power that suppressed everything was suddenly suppressed, causing Xue Chen's expression to change immediately.
Because since the appearance of this soul millstone, his soul has been greatly suppressed, and at the same time, the power of the real body of the killing god behind him has also been greatly reduced.
You must know that the true form of the killing god is mainly driven by the power of the divine soul and the netherworld. In other words, the true form of the killing god is a powerful move that is cultivated by the power of the divine soul, the power of the netherworld, and the terrifying murderous aura.
If the power of the divine soul is suppressed, the power of the true body of the Killing God will also be greatly reduced.
At the same time, some treasures specifically aimed at divine souls can also restrain the true form of the God of Death, preventing it from exerting its full power.
Obviously, the huge black millstone above the head is this kind of thing.
At this time, the soul millstone crackled and countless purple-red lightning currents circulated. The power of thunder and lightning was so terrifying that Xue Chen's soul trembled on its own.
At the same time, the killing god's true form roared.
"We can't let him continue to push it!" Xue Chen could feel that if Ye Wudao was allowed to fully use this move, he would die without a burial place.
At that moment, he stepped out, his figure flashed, and instantly appeared above Ye Wudao's head, and then the entire black spear, condensing the power of the killing god's true body, stabbed down hard like a mountain bearing down on the top.
There was an explosion in the sky, and the entire Netherworld Platform exploded with countless cracks, sending up billowing smoke and dust.
"Eighteen sword array!" Ye Wudao waved his hand, and eighteen eighth-grade swords flew out. These were not swords condensed by the power of the soul, but real eighth-grade spiritual swords.
These eighteen eighth-grade spiritual swords were all obtained from the Qinglong Sword Domain.
As for the Eighteen Sword Formation, if it is only used with the power of the soul, although its power is powerful, it is not the limit.
However, using high-level spiritual swords as the basis and using the Eighteen Sword Formation can increase the power of the sword formation to a higher level.
Kick, kick, kick!
Under Ye Wudao's thoughts, the eighteen eighth-grade spiritual swords each performed eighteen kinds of sword techniques, and the power of the sword techniques was immediately integrated into the eighteen spiritual swords.
Clang, clang, clang, and then, the eighteen spiritual swords suddenly closed together to form a ring, with the hilts connected and the sword tips facing outwards.
At this time, Ye Wudao activated the power of the sword soul, part of which merged into the eighteen sword array, and part of which merged into the purple thunder light, and used the sword soul technique.
He wanted to deal with Xue Chen in an instant.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a terrifying force of sword energy burst out from the eighteen sword formations, and then the circular sword formation flew out and strangled them. With a bang, the black spear in Xue Chen's hand was blown away.
The sword array bombarded him, causing Xue Chen to vomit blood and fly backwards. The clothes on his body were cut into pieces by the sword array.
At this time, Xue Chen finally stood still, but found that he had fallen into the center of the soul millstone and was bound by purple thunder and lightning, unable to escape.
Xue Chen was horrified to see a purple lightsaber suddenly forming in the endless purple thunder above his head. The aura that penetrated everything made him extremely scared.
"cut!"
Ye Wudao pointed out, and the long purple lightsaber struck down at a speed ten and a hundred times faster than a meteor. Even a master in the Return to the Void Realm could not catch its trajectory with only the naked eye.
Puff puff!
The purple lightsaber penetrated directly from Xue Chen's head to the bay, and finally hit the Nether Platform.
With a bang, the entire Netherworld Platform immediately shook, sending up billowing smoke and dust.
call!
Everyone exclaimed in surprise, stretched their necks, and looked at Xue Chen on the Netherworld Platform.
Sword Soul Technique is a powerful method that relies on the use of the Soul Millstone. The power of this method can even be compared with ordinary imperial martial arts.
Integrated with the power of the sword soul, it can instantly crush the enemy's soul, break open the opponent's body, and kill the enemy!
After all, it is a method passed down by the ancient Taixu senior, how could it not be powerful?
At this moment, Xue Chen looked at Ye Wudao with a face full of disbelief, stretched out his hand, and said tremblingly: "How is it possible, how could I lose to you, how could someone who overestimates his own abilities defeat me?"
"You are only at the Sea of Bitterness realm, and I am at the Half-Step Return to the Void Realm. How could I lose to... you!"
Bang!
Xue Chen fell to the ground, tilted his head, and lost any breath.
"What, Xue Chen was killed, my God!"
"Using the third level of the Bitter Sea Realm to kill the top killer who is half a step away from the other side of the Realm, this kid is awesome!"
"I never expected that it would end like this. It's so sad, so sad!"
"..."
Everyone was talking a lot, and they were quite surprised by the current situation. No one could have imagined that Xue Chen would be killed in the end.