Chapter 117: One Sword, Two Flashes, Killing the Saint, the Strange Movement of the Black Mystic Imm

The Blood Pill and Soul Pill were destroyed by Tang Chen?

This scene made Mo Yunlei stunned.

Not only him, but also the crowd of onlookers were petrified.

These two Blood Pills and Soul Pills were condensed from infinite blood and soul, and the medicinal power was so strong.

And Tang Chen also said that these two pills were comparable to immortal pills.

Such precious things, Tang Chen said to burn them without any hesitation.

It was really... too fierce!

After being shocked, everyone looked at Tang Chen with respect.

Although the Blood Pill and Soul Pill were precious, they were exchanged for the lives of millions of people and hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

Every trace of medicinal power was stained with blood.

Every wisp of pill fragrance was filled with wailing.

As Tang Chen said, he never disdained such crooked ways.

Today, he exposed the conspiracy of the Five Thunder Sect and burned the Blood Pill and Soul Pill in public.

It not only shows his attitude towards cultivation, but also gives an explanation to the millions of people and hundreds of thousands of cultivators who died.

If it were other cultivators, most of them would have taken the blood pill and soul pill, and hidden in a corner to refine them secretly, and would not care about Xuzhou's life or death.

The more they thought about it, the more respect the crowd looked at Tang Chen.

Such a cultivator is respectable!

It is rare to find in the ages!

"Do you have anything else to say now?"

Tang Chen turned his head and glanced at Mo Yunlei.

Mo Yunlei looked embarrassed.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he found that he couldn't say a word.

In front of Tang Chen, Mo Yunlei felt like a clown.

No matter what he said or did, it would only look ridiculous.

"As long as the ancestor can kill Yi Zizai, everything will turn around!"

Mo Yunlei no longer looked at Tang Chen.

His eyes moved and looked deeply at the fierce battle in the sky.

Tang Chen saw through what Mo Yunlei was thinking at a glance.

He didn't speak, but a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Some people are like this, they won't cry until they see the coffin.

The best way to deal with such people is to let them see the arrival of despair with their own eyes.

In the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the laws raged.

Two streams of light were colliding fiercely.

They were so fast that they could not be captured by the naked eye.

The aftermath of the laws caused by each collision was enough to make the void tremble violently.

Space cracks emerged one after another, then collapsed, and finally turned into mottled black holes.

The black hole was full of turbulent void.

Even if a real person was involved, he would die.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Two streams of light suddenly separated.

The breath of laws emanated from the body of Saint Yun Chong, and his skinny face was smiling faintly.

On the other side.

Yi Zizai held the sword in one hand, his face was neither happy nor worried.

But if you look closely, you can see that his blood is turbulent and his spiritual power is a bit disordered.

"The Wuji Sword Saint is just like this!"

Sage Yunchong smiled even more and said disdainfully: "I thought you were a great enemy and I needed all my strength to resist you. I didn't expect that you were just an embroidered pillow. After I kill you, I will definitely capture that kid with the innate chaos body and exploit him!"

"I heard that the Blood Sword Master once gave this kid seven Xuanjian Immortal Pills. I can still accept Xuanjian Immortal Pills replacing the Blood Pills!"

After speaking, Sage Yunchong turned into a stream of light again, and the power of the law was like a dragon, covering the sky, and he rushed towards Yi Zizai.

"The fatal blow of Sage Yunchong!"

The crowd was terrified.

Many people felt that Yi Zizai was in trouble now.

In the previous series of battles, it was obvious that Yi Zizai was at a disadvantage.

Now that Saint Yunchong has launched a killing move, Yi Zizai will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

"Here it comes!"

At this time, Tang Chen suddenly said.

In the field of vision.

Yi Zizai looked directly at Saint Yunchong who was coming to kill him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You talk too much nonsense!"

After the voice fell, Yi Zizai tightened the white jade sword in his hand.

There was a click!

The white jade sword actually cracked!

Inside the sword body, there was a black soft sword with a sword body as thin as a cicada's wing!

Buzz...

With the appearance of the black soft sword, the whole space was filled with high-pitched sword chants.

All spatial cracks were annihilated, all clouds were dispersed, and even the power of Saint Yunchong's law was completely cut off.

The sky and the earth are empty, only the sword.

All the heavens are swords.

"This... this is impossible!"

"How... how did your aura change completely?"

The endless sword chanting alone made Saint Yunchong feel like a thorn in his back, and his body stiffened in place.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Yi Zizai's aura was several times stronger than before, and it was sharper and colder, as if he himself had turned into an absolute immortal sword.

"Could it be that he didn't use his full strength before, and was just perfunctory to me?"

A terrible thought floated into Saint Yunchong's mind.

In the battle just now, he used all his strength.

If Yi Zizai was really just perfunctory, then his strength...

Saint Yunchong shuddered.

He looked up at Yi Zizai, but at this moment, a dark sword light suddenly arrived.

Puff!

Saint Yunchong's head soared into the sky.

At the moment of death, he opened his eyes wide in surprise and saw clearly a headless body broken into two pieces, falling powerlessly from the sky.

A sword flashed twice.

In a flash, the saint's head was cut off.

In a flash, the saint's body was cut off.

In an instant, the world fell into a strange silence.

Everyone looked at the head of the saint Yun Chong, and the two broken pieces of his body fell to the ground, unable to speak for a long time.

Then look at Yi Zizai.

At some point, the black soft sword was wrapped in the white jade scabbard again.

Yi Zizai casually carried it on his waist, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the void and hid.

There was no declaration of victory, and no other movements.

It seemed that he had just done a trivial thing.

"I didn't expect it to be a king!"

Tang Chen looked at the direction where Yi Zizai disappeared, and couldn't help but joked.

At the same time, Tang Chen also looked at the black Xuanxian sword on his waist.

When the black soft sword appeared just now, Tang Chen keenly felt that the black Xuanxian sword had a strange vibration.

When the white jade scabbard wrapped the black soft sword again, the abnormal movement of the black Xuanxian sword disappeared.

It came suddenly, and disappeared even more suddenly.

"The Black Mystic Immortal Sword is the sword of the Black Mystic True Immortal. Could it be that Yi Zizai is related to the Black Mystic True Immortal?"

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This protector of the way doesn't look that simple!