Chapter 6340 No One Left Behind

Wu Maqi had been frightened to death, his face was pale, his teeth were chattering, and he was muttering: "Escape, escape, I want to escape."

He clenched his fists and tried desperately to escape, but his legs felt like lead, extremely heavy and he couldn't move.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Wu Maqi's eyes widened in horror, with a face full of panic. Like a drowning person, he suddenly felt severe mental pain, hugged his head and screamed, and fell into the hills like a kite with a broken string.

Wu Magai and Wu Mageng were the Holy Gods of Three Tribulations and could not withstand Lin Chen's spiritual sword. He had only survived one Holy Tribulation, and he could not resist it.

"What kind of monster is this kid? He's so powerful?"

The Eighth Elder and the Ninth Elder, who were hidden in the depths of the void, couldn't help but gasped when they saw this scene, their old faces full of shock, fear and uneasiness.

The two old men looked at each other and asked in a trembling voice almost at the same time: "What...what should we do?"

"Let's go back and report to the eldest son first."

Seeing each other's frightened look, the two old men had the same thought flashing through their minds, and they wanted to escape without anyone noticing, but they suddenly felt the space in all directions shaking, and silver light shooting out randomly.

"what happened?"

"No, that guy found us."

The eighth elder was confused for a moment, and the ninth elder exclaimed belatedly, and then he saw a silver-gray sword realm coming down from the sky, and a terrifying sword power poured down from it.

Lin Chen's mental power was so strong that when he attacked the old man with crane eyes, he sensed their traces. After casually severely injuring Wu Maqi, he used the Hunling Sword Realm to trap them.

The two old men looked cold and shouted in unison:

"rush out."

Taking the warning from the old man with crane eyes, both of them tried their best and threw out a large number of talismans and energy beads. They all exploded and turned into a torrent of power, which collided with thousands of sword energy coming from above.

Then, the two of them summoned their divine weapons, and when they merged into one, they unleashed their supreme magical power and soared upwards, impacting the Hunling Sword Realm. Immediately, there was a roaring sound, and a torrent of thunder, fire, wind, and lightning rolled out.

It has to be said that they were able to be arranged by Wuma Qitian, and their strength was far superior to the ordinary Four Tribulation Holy Gods, and more powerful than the Crane-Eyed Old Man.

Lin Chen glanced at it lightly, first put the three curved blades into the storage ring, and then swung his sword to slash at the crane-eyed old man who fell into the pit.

"Bag, Ninth Brother, save me."

The crane-eyed old man made a desperate cry for help. He looked at the two old men like a savior, staring at the red old eyes, struggling to resist, but to no avail.

Boom!

The sword energy was like a pillar, like a vast ocean stretching to the sky. The silver light shimmered and submerged his whole body. His body was as brittle as tissue paper and shattered into pieces, followed by his Dantian, energy and spirit, and finally was annihilated by flying ashes.

"Nineteenth brother is dead?"

Hearing the cry of the old man with crane eyes before his death, the Eighth Elder and the Ninth Elder were in a daze for a moment, then showed a strong desire to survive and broke away from the divine weapon. The old man shouted resolutely:

"burst."

Before the shouts ended, they self-destructed their natal divine weapons, all of which were mid-grade supreme treasures. Although their quality was far inferior to that of Daorong Zen Beads and Foluo Yunsuo, they were comparable to the peak strike of the Four Tribulations Holy God.

I saw a tidal wave of thunder, fire, wind and lightning instantly filling the entire Hunling Sword World, twisting and deforming, and then exploding like a volcano.

Boom!

The terrifying energy surges upward like light waves,

A mushroom cloud with a radius of hundreds of miles was formed in the high altitude. It was blue, red, white, and silver in four colors. It was really beautiful.

The next moment, the two old men staggered out from under the explosion in the Hunling Sword Realm. Their faces were as pale as paper and they were out of breath.

But the two of them didn't hesitate for a moment. They simultaneously took out a carbon red ball and hit it in the direction it came from. It exploded like fireworks, forming the word "Wuma" and whizzed away.

This is a signal bead unique to the Wuma clan.

After sending the signal, the two of them seemed to have taken reassurance. They no longer ran away, but stood side by side and looked towards Lin Chen.

The pupils of the two people shrank, and they felt guilty, but they said threatening words on their lips: "Boy, if you have any sense, get out of here quickly, otherwise when the eldest son of our clan arrives, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

Lin Chen said calmly: "Others are afraid of him, but I'm not afraid. You sent the news out just to hope that he would save you. Unfortunately, I'm afraid he can only come to collect your bodies."

When the two old men heard this, their faces twitched, and they said sternly: "Boy, I am indeed no match for you, but you are just wishful thinking if you want to kill them in a short time."

"Yeah?"

Lin Chen smiled indifferently, then condensed the sword of spirit and will to slash at their spirit and will, and then unleashed the infinite killing body from all directions.

Kill kill kill...

At this moment, infinite murderous aura swept out of Lin Chen's body, and the clouds in the sky and the flattened earth were instantly dyed bright red.

I saw one killing clone after another, stepping out from ten directions including the sky, the earth, east, west, north, and south, and rushed towards the two old men, bringing out a blood cloud that stretched for hundreds of miles, bright and clear.

It's glowing and red.

"Little, be careful..." The two old men's eyes were horrified. Before they had time to fight back, they were overwhelmed by ten killing clones, and their bodies were gone in an instant.

Lin Chen was not surprised by this. These ten killing clones had 10% to 100% of his strength, and the ordinary veteran Four Tribulations Holy God was simply unable to compete.

Even though they are the same Four Tribulation Holy Gods as Li Fengzi, Huigang, Long Yan Sword Master and Lei Huang Sword Master, in terms of strength, they are two or three times behind.

"receive."

Lin Chen shouted softly, and saw the ten killing clones dispersed, and the infinite murderous aura returned to his body. Then he turned around with his sword and looked at the three Wu Maqi lying on the ground.

Wu Maqi and the other three were like fish on a chopping board, unable to move at all. Only a pair of eyes were open. When they saw Lin Chen approaching, they instantly showed the light of fear, fear, and despair.

Wu Mageng and Wu Magai felt it particularly strongly because they were chased by Lin Chen once when they were in the Senluo Realm. Now that they experienced it again, it was like a nightmare. Their psychological defenses completely collapsed and they shouted incoherently: "Don't kill us, don't kill us, please, please."

"You two shut up first." Lin Chen said lightly.

Wu Mageng and Wuma Xi nodded with their whole bodies trembling.

"you say."

Lin Chen looked at Wuma Qi.

Wu Maqi swallowed his saliva and said timidly: "Sky Sword Holy God, killing me will do you no good. Tell me your conditions. As long as I can fulfill them, I will agree to them all."

"It seems you haven't remembered where you went wrong. Maybe my sword can make you remember."

Lin Chen's eyes turned cold, and with a slight wave of his finger, Youlong Jianfei flew out and stopped at Wumaqi.

There were blood stains on his neck.