The eighth chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth lose both!
If it weren't for the protection of this holy armor, even the Holy Lord's chest, which had withstood most of the explosion power, would have been blown to pieces. Although the Holy Lord's cultivation level can restore it in an instant, this recovery requires a lot of energy.
Of vitality, and at this time, vitality... is fighting power!
Spending one more point is also a loss, let alone spending so much?
Besides... Even so, I am still injured, and my current injury still requires me to consume energy to recover!
"Qionghua~~~God!"
In the distance, Xie Danqiong roared with grief and anger!
Trying his best to send out the ultimate Qionghua that he has never used before!
Once this move is used, regardless of whether it can severely damage the enemy, Xie Danqiong will immediately face the end of exhaustion and exhaustion!
Just now, Mo Yuntian's three bodyguards died almost at the same time. The impact on Xie Danqiong was heartbreaking!
Just a few days ago, they were still looking forward to their old lives, and he had promised to find them a caring person to take care of them in their old age.
But, in the blink of an eye, the words are still in my ears, but heaven and man are separated forever!
Xie Danqiong's heart was as sharp as a knife. At this moment, he really couldn't care less about anything!
"Soul of the Black Sword!" Dong Wushang shouted loudly, and the Black Sword suddenly turned red.
At the same time, as if in response to this knife, thousands of mountains and valleys burst into flames at the same time!
The fire was blazing and burning. The momentum at this moment even exceeded that of a volcanic eruption!
The flames filled the sky, and the entire sky was a fiery red!
At this moment, people tens of thousands of miles around were looking forward to it!
Looking at the sky in the west, I feel a decisive killing intent that breaks through the heaven and earth!
"kill!"
This roar of exhaustion seemed to resound deep in everyone’s hearts at the same time!
Dong Wushang and his sword merged into one, and created a lightning that traces back the stream of light!
This sword is the soul of Mo Dao!
This sword is also called the non-returning sword!
The sword will never come back!
All of Dong Wushang's emotions, all of his soul, all of his cultivation, all of his spiritual thoughts! They were all integrated into this sword! In the Qionghua Heaven, a passage suddenly opened!
Dong Wushang rushed in even with his knife. He didn't even get a shot back!
Mo Lei'er's eyes were full of tears. At the moment when the sword was just taking shape, she and her sword turned into a black lightning. They merged into Dong Wushang's sword light. She rushed over without looking back!
If you are destined to die, then let me die with you!
For a time, the three top masters, facing the only Saint King who had never been defeated by anyone in a million years, jointly launched a decisive blow!
Facing the extreme killing move in the future, the Holy Lord roared and spun around crazily.
Tornadoes with the same extreme coldness soared into the sky. They actually swept the volcanic eruption away from its original trajectory, flying in all directions like fireworks!
At that moment, the scene was extremely magnificent.
However, in addition to the magnificence, there are countless large rocks, which at this moment were thrown thousands of miles away by the incomparable force.
Those strong men from Tianque who came to watch the battle but couldn't go any further after walking halfway, at this moment, they first saw the boundless and magnificent scenery. In addition to being amazed, they suddenly felt the unparalleled pressure of the sky and the earth following them.
The one with weaker cultivation level who came and pressed on him immediately screamed in agony, his internal organs were completely shattered and he died instantly!
A higher cultivation level can still support it for a while, but after the magnificent scenery and unparalleled pressure, there are still countless huge amounts of gravel. If in normal times, such stones, even if they are as dense as rain, how can they enter the sky?
In the eyes of a strong person, at this moment, those stones are not only huge in number and as dense as rain, but each stone is attached with sharp energy. It is not something that the so-called Tianque strong person can resist!
They only lasted for a short period of time, and they all screamed and died!
This is an extreme move in the ultimate showdown between four top experts!
The threat posed by the aftermath is not something that ordinary strong people can withstand—even if they are hundreds of miles apart!
Curiosity can kill not only cats, but people too!
The Holy Lord continued to roar, continued to turn crazily, took action, and drew his sword!
Phantoms appeared in front of him one after another, facing Qionghuatian, facing the ink knife, and facing the black lightning integrated in the ink knife!
Each of these phantoms appeared just now, and were crushed by the converging moves of the three parties!
But this kind of phantom is still appearing one after another in a completely uninterrupted manner!
Then it was minced, and then it appeared again!
Although the combined moves of the three parties are unparalleled in power, they are always blocked by the phantom, and the situation falls into a stalemate.
The two eyes of the Holy Lord even turned blazing white at this moment, and they could no longer be as calm and composed as they were at the beginning.
He never dreamed that three people using their ultimate moves at the same time could actually detonate such terrifying power!
An unprecedented aura of death faintly enveloped him!
Just like Gu Duxing back then! But, there were several times more!
This kind of aura makes the Sovereign Saint King furious!
It was precisely this aura that made the Sovereign Lord want to kill Gu Duxing!
Because he was really afraid of this kind of aura!
Caught in a confrontational impasse, he tried his best to create a phantom clone to resist the terrifying offensive in front of him.
Using his true body, or having stronger resistance, he is really not sure that he can preserve his true body. Even if his true body is destroyed, he can be reborn in another clone; but the shadow of death will make him
I just stopped there!
In fact, he became more and more afraid of death!
The Holy Lord doesn't want that kind of feeling. He doesn't want that kind of situation even more!
So he mechanically created phantom clones one after another to resist the joint attacks of the three top masters in front of him!
It itself is flying back all the way.
He is persisting, hoping that he can persist until the moment when the opponent's strong momentum comes to an end. If he takes action again, he will be able to capture him!
So far, thirty-one phantom clones have been destroyed by the joint attacks of the three masters! The Holy Lord is still constantly creating, pushing out, and retreating.
He can create a hundred clone phantoms in one breath. Although it is not as powerful as a complete clone, each clone phantom contains a trace of his own divine will and can deliver a blow equivalent to one percent of his own strength!
Although it is only a blow with 100% strength, in this world, it is definitely considered to be the level of a peak master! At the very least, it can probably be done by blocking the opponent's attack a little!
But...unknowingly, seventy-seven phantoms have perished in Qionghua Tian one after another. Not only is Qionghua Tian as beautiful as ever, but even the sharp edge of the ink knife is as full of murderous intent as before! It is still full of murderous intent.
The determination to fight without any return!
Still rushing over like crazy!
Come here again!
The Holy Lord gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and three more phantoms came out.
The whole person is still retreating!
I want to see how far you can go!
Boom boom boom!
The mountains along the way collapsed one after another. Debris went through the air, the waves crashed on the shore, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the rivers flowed backwards!
All the mountain creatures within this range, including wolves, insects, tigers, and leopards, died before they could even let out their last screams!
The last clone phantom!
He tried his best to sway and resist in the Qionghua Heaven. However, the Mo Knife still rushed over without turning back. It crushed this clone to pieces! The offensive continued!
The Holy Lord gritted his teeth with hatred!
A hundred clones and phantoms, a blow equivalent to the ultimate limit of one's own strength, were still unable to withstand these three desperate lunatics!
In desperation, he roared angrily: "If you want to die, I will help you!"
He suddenly stopped retreating, and without retreating, the long sword in his hand turned into a terrifying dragon, soared out, with an extremely sharp whistling sound, and turned into a mountain of swords in the air that connected to the sky!
Immediately, he threw away the sword!
Transformed into a meteor, pushing the mountain of swords towards Xie Danqiong’s flower world! A mountain of swords, covering Xie Danqiong!
With the backhand, an even brighter light flashed again, and a solemn momentum suddenly appeared in the world!
Mountain and River Sword!
The people of Yunshang are absolutely unwilling to use the Mountain and River Sword of the Holy King and Divine Weapon used in this battle——
Unsheath!
Take action!
One sword turns into thunder!
boom!
The Shanhe Sword and the Ink Sword collided with each other without any fuss!
Sword tip to sword tip!
On the other side, Qionghuatian and Jianshan were also determined to fight, and instantly turned into starry debris in the sky!
Xie Danqiong groaned, spurted out blood, and fell weakly from the air.
The black light flashed again, and the black light transformed by Mo Lei'er rushed out of the Mo knife at the last moment, and rushed to the chest of the Holy Lord like lightning. The Holy Lord was confronting Dong Wushang with the Mountain and River Sword in one hand, while the other hand was urging the other to move.
A sword knocked down Xie Danqiong. At this moment, there was no defense left!
With a "chi" sound, the Nuanxue Sword passed through the chest of the Holy Lord. At this moment, the Holy Lord grunted, immediately counterattacked, and kicked Mo Leier's chest hard!
Mo Leier screamed, and he and his sword were kicked into the air and fell back. The tip of the Nuanxue Sword that he had just obtained disappeared from the back of the Holy Lord in a flash, and was pulled out from the chest with a stream of blood.
The master fell down precariously.
The next moment, Shanhe Sword whined, and the sword light immediately dispersed and retreated.
In this fight, faced with the combined ultimate moves of the three masters, the number one person in Tianque, Weiwo Shengjun, was seriously injured after all! He could no longer support the Ling Lie offensive of Shanhe Sword. If he could continue to attack, as long as he was in
If it continued for a few more moments, Dong Wushang might be driven out of his wits and disappear from the world of mortals.
Fortunately, Mo Leier's Nuanxue Sword severely damaged the Holy Lord's internal organs first!
Yunshangren, who cherishes his life the most, can only choose to give up!
As the Shanhe Sword retreated, the Holy Lord also spat blood wildly from his mouth and staggered back in the air. He was unable to stop his body. Although he saw the enemy right in front of him and could kill him with just one finger, his body
But he was involuntarily pushed back, and the distance between him and the enemy in front of him became farther and farther!
Dong Wushang's ink knife also trembled. Just now, Wu Hui's momentum was completely exhausted and could no longer be maintained. After spurting out blood, he rolled and fell down with Mo Lei'er, and there was no hope.
The ability to continue fighting... (To be continued...)