Chapter 610: One sword, the world is broken, Tang Chen goes against the will of heaven
All the cultivators in heaven and on earth were stunned.
They thought Tang Chen would be besieged and killed by many powerful people.
They never expected that it was Tang Chen who blocked the pressure of many churches with his sword.
"Why do you feel that it is the leaders who should run away, not Tang Chen?"
"Your combat power does not match your realm. Why is it so?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. The gap between Golden Immortal and Xuanxian is so huge."
Countless cultivators shook their heads, unable to believe that what was happening in front of them could actually exist.
Boom...
The master of the alien plant flowered with a snap of his fingers, spreading all over the void, exuding a faint fragrance, and also concealing murderous intent.
"Three sounds of killing will kill you and others, and it depends on whether you have this ability." He showed his true body and said indifferently.
Tang Chen was speechless, his left eye showed a golden pupil, like an immortal golden light, and his right eye was a purple pupil, like a unicorn coming to the world.
The emperor's might appeared, shaking the earth and mountains.
The shadow of the emperor stood tall in the world.
The empress was heroic and beautiful, holding the Human Emperor Sword.
"Emperor Fist!" Tang Chen shouted.
He threw a heavy fist, and the purple-gold fairy light was as vast as the sea, stirring the sky, as if breaking the sky and shaking the avenue.
At this moment, the master of the Yizhu Palace realized how terrible Tang Chen was. He felt cold all over and dared not be arrogant anymore. He said deeply: "Jianhua Wanshu!"
All things grow on the earth, and their shapes are flowers.
Within a thousand miles, the whole world is full of flowers, and the gorgeous and misty fairy light shines on the nine heavens and ten earths, and it kills Tang Chen.
Boom...
The flowers withered and scattered around, sad and hazy.
But Tang Chen's angry fist was like a broken bamboo, crushing everything in front of him like a rotten tree.
The flower sea of the master of the Yizhu Palace dissipated completely, revealing his true body.
She is extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than the beauties in the paintings, but she is a man.
Blood is flowing from the corners of her mouth, and the red beauty makes all men feel moved.
"It turns out to be a demon, no wonder she speaks in a weird way, rootless." Tang Chen sneered.
The eyes of the master of the different plants flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Huangquan Bianhua!"
A faint light lingered around her palms and fingers, and a Bianhua irrigated by Huangquan water appeared.
The bright red is like blood condensation, containing the fluctuations of the present and the past.
Huangquan Bianhua blooms with a strange light, and the immortal power contained in it is not dared to touch it casually even for the middle-level Xuanxian.
Wherever the power passes, the vegetation withers and the earth withers, as if life has been taken away.
"Years lament."
Tang Chen's supreme bone emerges with time runes, and his five fingers clenched to control the sky, and it bursts out violently.
The world sighed, time passed quietly like a white horse passing by, and two different forces of time intertwined in the void.
Space sometimes collapsed, sometimes condensed.
The spreading silk waves turned some people into old men on the spot, and their teeth fell out and died.
Crack!
Cracks appeared on the surface of the Yellow Springs Bianhua, as if it could not resist the age rune of the Supreme Bone.
The pupils of the Yizhu Palace Master shrank, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw a pure white giant hand like the anger of the Rune Ancestor, slapping him to the ground with blood and flesh.
"The Yizhu Palace Master was defeated!?"
"The Palace Master of the Wanhua Church is the top existence in a certain domain, and is said to be able to control the domain master. How could it be..."
"Supreme Bone, Emperor Power, Xuanxian Weapon, this person has endless treasures and martial arts."
In the mountains and forests, exclamations fluctuated.
Tang Chen's eyebrows showed ancient demon spirit symbols, his palms and fingers were as smooth as jade, and he looked down at the alien palace master in the pit with a slight shake, and said contemptuously: "Die."
The pure white giant hand raised, and the fairy light bloomed, like the judgment of heaven, and it roared down.
Boom...
Suddenly, the mighty sword light shattered the earth, and the alien palace master who was guarding rose against the sky and slashed at the pure white giant hand.
The void was shaken, and the sword light and the giant hand were both annihilated.
"Die? You think too highly of yourself, or is your swordsmanship stronger than mine?"
A cold and contemptuous voice sounded.
Tang Chen glanced over and saw that the person who came was the Wanjian Patriarch of Jianshan Sect.
The master of Yizhu Palace was covered in blood, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "Wanjian, thank you."
"You're welcome. This kind of disciple raised by wild fox Zen doesn't know the general situation. It's better to kill him to save the immortal energy."
The old ancestor of Wanjian had white hair, but his face was unusually handsome, and he sneered.
Two powerful leaders of the sect leader level took action!
Countless people swallowed their saliva, how can they fight?
And the other sect leader was eyeing them covetously.
This battle is very difficult!
Tang Chen raised his head and smiled, as if he was extremely disdainful of the old ancestor of Wanjian.
In the way of swordsmanship, I have never seen anyone stronger than you.
"Thunder Sword!"
The old ancestor of Wanjian shouted softly, his eyes nurtured thunder.
In an instant, a sword formed by a ray of lightning stood behind you, and its appearance was extremely vague.
But it can also be seen that the old ancestor of Wanjian has reached the level of sword.
Seeing this, countless sword cultivators lowered their heads and bowed their heads.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you? Have you ever stepped into the sword world?"
The ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords stood with his sword in hand and mocked.
Just as he was about to burst into laughter, the Leiwu Sword became dim for some reason, and even had a slight crack.
Boom...
The fairy light was warm and gentle, the cloud cranes danced, and the beautiful figure of the fairy shadow was even more jaw-dropping.
The original sword spirit, facing the heroes, with thousands of Dao on his head and fairy rhyme under his feet, his expression and appearance were the same as Tang Chen.
The sword spirit is the final destination of countless swords.
Bang!
The Leiwu Sword shattered, turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Everyone was shocked and naturally saw what it was.
"Sword spirit... Wow!"
The pupils of the Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he pointed at the original sword spirit. He attacked with extreme anger, spitting blood and roaring.
The muscles on the cultivator's face twitched. The Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch was really unlucky.
I thought the sword could crush Tang Chen, but I never thought that Tang Chen's swordsmanship was thousands of times stronger than him.
This was the first time that Tang Chen used the original sword spirit in front of the world.
"Leiwu Sword? Just a fly-headed junior."
Tang Chen bathed in the fairy light, with an extraordinary saintly face, sneered.
To be honest, the sword is not above the sword spirit.
Moreover, Tang Chen's is the original sword spirit. Even if a person cultivates a sword spirit, it can't compare to it.
The Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch had a venomous look in his eyes, and he said sharply: "Yujian Hao Jue!"
The Thunder Sword was reborn.
The way of the Thunder Sword derived endless lightning sword light between heaven and earth.
Thousands, tens of thousands, endlessly, the sharp sword light of lightning tore through all living things in the world.
"Rebirth on the other side."
The Lord of Yizhu Palace was also deeply shocked, but he quickly reacted and pinched the seal with his hands, and said in a deep voice.
The Yellow Springs Bianhua reappeared.
The bright red brilliance seemed to lead the soul to death, covering Tang Chen.
The leader attacked together, invincible in the world!
Tang Chen raised the black Xuanxian sword in his hand and waved it calmly.
The original sword spirit did the same action.
Boom...
One sword, the world is broken!
The Yellow Springs Bianhua shattered.
The lightning sword dissipated.
The bodies of the Lord of Yizhu Palace and the Ancestor of Wanjian were stripped of flesh and blood alive, and miserable screams spread everywhere.
If it weren't for the Xuanxian God Realm providing the majestic immortal power, they would have been dead souls under the sword.
The whole audience was silent.
Many people's jaws dropped at once.
Xuanwei Jinxian, almost killed two powerful leaders with one sword!
Too... too amazing!
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Author's words:
Brothers, I caught a cold, a very bad gastrointestinal cold. I basically stayed in the toilet all day. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and went to see a doctor. If I can come back smoothly before 8 o'clock, I will continue to update. If there is no update after 8 o'clock, I will update twice. I will find time to make up for the missing time. I am very sorry~
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