Chapter 1692, bloody battle
The next moment, streaks of purple lightning continued to descend from the sky, splitting the surrounding land into scorched black, and even a huge deep pit was split above the ground.
Zhou Yan showed a dignified look on his face, he took a deep look at Mo Tian, and then gave a cold drink, a group of dazzling white light continuously emerged in front of him.
A terrifying aura erupted from Zhou Yan's body instantly, and a fierce sword intent continuously permeated his body.
"Sword Intent, Sword Intent at the Saint King level? What's going on? Could it be that he has already cultivated to the peak level of the Saint King? But, this is simply impossible. Although there is only one word difference between the Saint King and the Saint Emperor, their strengths are different. Thousands of miles away." Mo Tian saw the white light on Zhou Yan's body, and the look of horror in his eyes became more intense. How could a holy master comprehend the sword intent of the holy king? Moreover, judging from the power of the sword intent that Zhou Yan is displaying now, it has surpassed the ordinary martial artist of the holy king realm.
"Hmph, you don't need to know too much." Zhou Yan's face showed a murderous intent, "Today, you will definitely die!"
"Hahaha! What an arrogant boy, I just like an arrogant and domineering guy like you. Today, I will personally send you to hell." Mo Tian raised his head and laughed loudly, then frantically mobilized the power on his body, a path of darkness Colored thunder and lightning kept falling from the sky. ap
"Boom boom boom!"
The sky seemed to be torn apart, and one black thunder after another kept falling from the sky.
Strains of destructive power continued to wreak havoc in the void, those black thunders kept swimming in the sky, and then turned into chains as black as ink, entangled crazily.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly, and he felt a deadly threat.
There was a look of ferocity on his face, he let out a low growl, and streaks of sword energy shot up into the sky crazily, continuously wreaking havoc in the void, colliding with streaks of pitch-black thunder and lightning.
"Boom!"
Brilliant rays of light continued to bloom, and those black chains were abruptly interrupted.
"What! Why is this little bastard's attack so powerful?" Mo Tian's face was filled with a look of astonishment, and he looked at Zhou Yan in disbelief. Advance to such a terrifying realm by leaps and bounds.
"Impossible! You are definitely not Zhou Yan!" Mo Tian roared crazily, his eyes filled with a strong color of jealousy.
Zhou Yan looked at Motian indifferently, with a sneer on his face, "Do you want to confirm whether I am Zhou Yan? I'm sorry, I am, and you don't want to leave alive today."
"What, you are Zhou Yan?" A look of shock appeared on Motian's face. He could never have imagined that this Zhou Yan was really Zhou Yan. This is simply a fantasy!
"Motian, now, you don't have any chance!" After finishing speaking, Zhou Yan's eyes showed a icy color, and a terrifying sword intent of the holy king also burst out from his body, purple arcs It is constantly flickering in the space, just like stars passing by in the sky.
In Zhou Yan's hand, a long sword slowly emerged. The whole body of the long sword was blue, the blade was wide, the tip was extremely sharp, and the blade shone with a cold light.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, the long sword trembled a few times, and stabbed fiercely at Motian with a mysterious trajectory.
"die!"
"call out!"
A crisp sound of breaking the wind sounded, and sword lights kept flickering around, and then under Zhou Yan's control, they shot towards Mo Tian continuously.
"Damn it!" Mo Tian's pupils couldn't help shrinking when he saw the sword lights shooting towards him. He didn't expect that Zhou Yan's sword intent would be so powerful.
"Pfft!"
Mo Tian was just about to resist Zhou Yan's sword intent, and then forced the opponent back to the original place, but the next second, he found that Zhou Yan's sword intent was invincible at all, and his body protection energy could not stop those swords at all. mean nothing.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Pfft!"
Streams of blood splashed out from Mo Tian's chest, and then turned into brilliant blood flowers in the air.
"puff!"
Sword Qi continuously shuttled through Motian's body, and then heads flew up one after another, then disappeared in mid-air, and finally turned into a pile of minced meat, exuding a faint stench. floating in the air.
The last king and powerhouse fell like this!
One after another sword intent shuttled continuously, and then one after another blood rain continued to fall in the air, and finally turned into blood mist and disappeared invisible, and Zhou Yan fell into a deep sleep again.
This battle is destined to become eternal history.
And Zhou Yan's name resounded through the entire Demon City.
At the same time as the demon sky fell, the entire city of the demon domain fell into silence.
A strong man at the level of the Holy Master fell like this, which was something that no one expected.
"How is this possible? How long has it been? In just a few months, how did his strength improve so quickly?" Someone was shocked. He couldn't believe what he saw. This is really incredible.
How old is Zhou Yan? Even if his potential is against the sky, he shouldn't have broken through to such a level in such a short period of time, right?
"My God! Who is he? Could it be that he is really the legendary Zhou Yan? Unfortunately, didn't Zhou Yan already died on the second floor of the Nine Heavens Pagoda? How could he come out alive?" An old woman looked at Zhou Yan above the void in shock, her eyes full of intense shock.
In their view, Zhou Yan's strength has definitely reached the level of the Holy Master. After all, it is only a few short months. Once enough time is given, I am afraid that no one in this world can suppress Zhou Yan. .
Moreover, the Nine Nether Gates had been completely swallowed by Zhou Yan. Then, to what level Zhou Yan's strength had been raised to, I am afraid that no one could guess, and because of this, when they heard Only when it came to Zhou Yan's name did he show such shock.
Zhou Yan's name, like a stone, smashed heavily into the deepest part of their hearts, causing waves of waves.
…
Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light shot out from his eyes. He saw a corpse lying in front of him, it was that Motian's corpse.
"Mo Tian, Mo Tian, this time, what else do you have to say?"
Immediately, Zhou Yan's body trembled violently, and he felt the energy in his body surging continuously. He knew that this was a sign that his Saint King realm was about to break through to the highest realm.
