Chapter 1243 Yecheng enters the land fairy! One hundred swordsmanship!
The black cross sword spun in the air and became the only focus in the world!
Everyone opened their eyes and stared at the black cross sword, trembling instinctively, as if a huge force was acting on them, forcibly robbing them of their vitality!
"It's over..."
The little girl Shanling almost cried. He felt that the vitality between heaven and earth was declining!
The real catastrophe of destruction is coming!
"The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is declining, and our vitality is also being robbed. What kind of sword is this? I feel that everything in the world, as long as it contains vitality, will be devoured! I feel that our plane is heading for destruction!
Ye Shuai has released the truly forbidden thing! We are all going to be finished! The end of the world is coming!"
Some people feel the changes between heaven and earth, and soon understand how terrifying this cursed sword covered with incantations is!
"That's fine... everyone will die together!"
"But I don't want to die yet..."
"Who can save us!"
At this moment, Xiao Junyan stood up with the support of the Dragon Group soldiers. His martial arts skills were gone. He looked up at the cursed sword and raised his hand. His voice was hoarse but still powerful: "Why are you panic! Ye Shuai is still fighting!
Everything is not at its worst yet! We must believe in Ye Shuai! Even if things are at their worst, we must be prepared to fight until the last moment! As soldiers, we will die before everyone else!"
"You're right! Ye Shuai is still fighting! Things haven't reached the most desperate stage yet! Ye Shuai can definitely turn the tide!"
"A true man, why should you be afraid of death! I am willing to fight with Ye Shuai until the last moment!"
The soldiers of the Dragon Group and the warriors of the Yaori Alliance immediately took action to stabilize the morale of the troops and at the same time calm the panicked crowd.
"Little junior sister, what kind of cursed sword is this? How can it be so terrifying..." Han Qianqian said in horror.
"I don't know either, but I seem to have heard the teacher say before that a great disaster will come to this plane. Now it depends on how Ye Cheng handles this cursed sword! If he cannot control the cursed sword, the entire plane will be destroyed.
It will be exhausted, and we will all die!" Ling Qingxuan looked at her body, and part of her vitality was also taken away.
"Ahem..."
Gradually, Zhao Xue saw that Ye Feng and Xia Ruyan were being helped up by Su Yu's people and retreated to the side.
Su Yu clenched his fingers, but his eyes fell on Ye Cheng, who was soaked in blood, and murmured: "Brother, you must survive!"
"Quickly control this cursed sword! Maybe you have a chance to control this forbidden object, so be fast! This is our only chance to survive! This damn guy! ruined my plan!" the evil spirit urged anxiously.
I was standing there, feeling extremely panicked.
Leng Wuhen took a deep breath and found that part of his vitality and strength had also been forcibly taken away!
If this continues, his level will continue to decline!
There's no way he would allow this to happen!
With a rustling sound, Leng Wuhen shot through the air again, his fingers spread wide, trying to grasp the pitch-black black cross sword.
But before Leng Wuhen could get close to the cursed sword, he was thrown away by a storm of sword energy!
Bang!
Leng Wuhen's figure hit the ground heavily, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Damn it! Damn it! You are not recognized! Where did it come from? How could Ye Cheng open this coffin! What the hell is going on!" The evil spirit was already furious, and the uneasiness that enveloped his heart reached its extreme.
"It feels so familiar..."
Ye Cheng was completely attracted by the cursed sword at this time, ignoring everything around him, and the shadow of the black cross sword was reflected in his eyes.
Ye Cheng took the initiative to take a step forward.
Strangely, Ye Cheng was not blown away by the sword energy wrapped around the Cursed Sword. Instead, he felt a warmth as if he was bathing in the sun.
This warmth quickly swept through the whole body, actually allowing Ye Cheng to recover somewhat from his injuries.
"Are you waiting for me? No, I have been waiting for you!"
Ye Cheng took a deep breath, opened his fingers, and fiercely grasped the Cursed Sword!
The moment he held the Cursed Sword, Ye Cheng's aura changed drastically, and a violent and cold aura that was cold and did not belong to Ye Cheng rushed straight into the sky.
But at the same time, Ye Cheng's silver hair looked even grayer, and Ye Cheng's energy and blood seemed to be completely drained out in an instant!
In an instant, Ye Cheng almost died!
The Cursed Sword plunders and devours life so quickly, like an endless black hole, that it is impossible to resist or stop it!
"Big brother! You can actually hold forbidden objects. You are so powerful! Big brother, quickly defeat that bad guy and let me assimilate the evil spirit. Let me go home. I can mobilize the complete first dragon vein and come out. Maybe I can help you.
Suppress this taboo thing, otherwise, you will become a sacrifice of the taboo thing sooner or later, and your life is running out now!" The good spirit seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope and said immediately.
"I understand!" Ye Cheng calmed down and shouted angrily. With overwhelming force, he raised the cursed sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Leng Wuhen.
Huhhhhhh!
In an instant, wisps of Qi were raging around Ye Cheng.
On one side, Ye Cheng's vitality quickly disappeared, but on the other side, under the influence of the Cursed Sword, Ye Cheng's aura soared rapidly, and his realm rose rapidly.
With a click, Ye Cheng felt that the shackles in his body were forcibly broken through in an instant!
An aura of terrestrial gods lingers around Yecheng.
Ye Cheng stepped into the land of immortals!
"Leng Wuhen, now that we are in the same realm again, it's time for us to settle all our grievances! Facts have proved that you are indeed wrong. You are not the person of destiny. Everything you planned will be in vain.
You are destined to die in my hands!" Ye Cheng grasped the hilt of the cursed sword with both hands, took a step into the air, and with a flash of light, appeared above Leng Wuhen, and the sword intention began to roar.
"Ye Cheng! I will kill you!" Leng Wuhen's face was full of ferocity, and there was a kind of madness in his eyes.
He should have killed Ye Cheng long ago!
Suddenly, Leng Wuhen's aura surged wildly, and blood from his fingers continued to sink into the long sword. He raised the long sword with both hands, and he wanted to kill Ye Cheng with his strongest blow!
"Sword of...one hundred!"
Ye Cheng glanced at Leng Wuhen disdainfully, and then struck down with a sword.
This sword is just ordinary, without any moves at all!
But this is indeed a hundred swordsmanship, and it is the ultimate sword that even the person in power has not fully displayed!
Rumble, rumble!
At this moment, the world seemed to be divided into two halves!
Swords are raining down!
Without any suspense, Ye Cheng's swordsmanship was overwhelming, ruthlessly and coldly crushing Leng Wuhen's strongest sword. All of Leng Wuhen's strength was crushed in an instant, as if he was vulnerable to a single blow.
The paper will break when you poke it!
The sword energy shattered, Leng Wuhen's eyes widened, the depths of his pupils were full of fear, his whole body was trembling, and for the first time he felt despair and powerlessness!
This is not a force he can contend with!
"Why!"
Leng Wuhen's eyes were full of unwillingness, everything was annihilated, and blood holes appeared on his body!
With a bang, Leng Wuhen was penetrated by the endless sword energy, and his body hit the ground heavily, completely losing his combat power!