Chapter 578

Shocked!

Shaken!

The ghost Yaksha was killed by Tang Jue with one sword!

Wujie Beihang, Dan Qingsheng, and Yan Xuzi were all shocked.

"This boy is as fierce as his father. He is really a big worry for the three sects of Tiandao!"

"Hmph, the more powerful he is, the more miserable he will die!"

"The Sin Array is complete. Even if a real immortal is here, he will die!"

Wujie Beihang moved his hands, and the Sin Array in the void began to rotate slowly.

Boom!

The movement of the array seemed to rotate the heaven and earth.

The power of the sins of the heavens poured into the array crazily.

Then, the Sin Array began to expand continuously.

The hell scene in the array slowly turned from illusion to reality.

Black fog shrouded it, and pale ghost hands stretched out from the fog.

Then, terrible zombies crawled out one by one.

Those zombies were wrapped in terrible black airflow, condensing into the void.

Hell has come!

Feiyu Jianfei's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Oh my God, from the virtual to the real, connecting two worlds, it turns out that this sin formation... is to forcibly connect hell to reality!"

The Demon Sword Sect Master Chong Yuzhi shook his head.

"No, it's more than that! Hell is the root of sin, full of negative energy. If a warrior touches it, his soul will be distorted and turned into a fierce ghost!"

"They want... to spread sin all over the world and let all of us be swallowed by sin!"

Wujie Beihang laughed wildly.

"Hahaha... you're right, there is sin in everyone's heart, and the sinful energy of hell can trigger the sin in your heart, making you a slave of sin, and forever under our control!"

The Demon Sword Sect Master Chong Yuzhi shouted with his eyes wide open.

"Are you crazy? Doing this is simply insane! Are you worthy of being the leader of the righteous path!"

Dan Qingsheng said slowly: "The winners are the kings and the losers are the bandits. History only records the successful strong, and we, the three sects of Tiandao, are the strong!"

"Strong!"

Tang Xuan smiled and stood up slowly.

"Looking at it this way, we still have some similarities between our ideas! I agree with you!"

"The weak will eventually be dominated by the strong! And you... are also weak!"

Yan Xuzi was full of disdain.

"Lord of the Rebellion, don't be so arrogant. Even you will perish under this great array of sins!"

Tang Xuan laughed dumbly.

"Why do you say that!"

Yan Xuzi pointed at the many zombies that were spreading out.

"Just them!"

Tang Xuan nodded.

"Jue'er, kill them!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Jue moved instantly, and the magic sword in his hand burned with blazing flames.

In an instant, countless sword marks appeared in the zombie group, like a storm raging and erupting.

The sharp sword intent attached to the sword light, outlining a series of beautiful lines.

It was as if a firework suddenly bloomed above the void.

Desolate, cold, and gorgeous.

Wherever the sword energy passed, those terrifying zombies were directly annihilated and turned into the most primitive evil spirit.

"Sword! Demonic flame!"

Tang Jue turned around and swept the sword. A raging flame flew out from the blade and burned the evil spirit to ashes.

In the blink of an eye, the zombies summoned by Wujie Beihang and the other two.

All destroyed!

"How is it possible!"

Seeing Tang Jue slaughtering the zombie army alone, everyone was shocked.

Tang Xuan put his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at Yan Xuzi.

"Now... where do you get your confidence from!"

"You..." Yan Xuzi's face was full of anger, but his body was shaking.

This is too fierce!

"Tell me, what is the purpose of your three sects of Tiandao coming to the prison of sin!" Tang Xuan said lightly.

Although his voice was plain, it was full of supreme majesty, so Wujie Beihang and the other two dared not refuse.

"Humph! You will never know!"

Yan Xuzi gritted his teeth and suppressed his own shock, roaring madly.

"Then there is no point in keeping you!" Tang Xuan smiled.

"Jue'er, kill him!"

Tang Jue turned around without hesitation and flew towards Yan Xuzi.

Yan Xuzi became more and more furious.

After all, he was also a top powerhouse of the three sects of Tiandao, and his cultivation reached the fourth level of the God of Heaven, with strong strength and profound background.

But now he was chased and hacked by a ten-year-old boy.

His anger rose.

"I'll kill you first, little beast!"

He swung his whisk and used the ultimate move of the Taoist sect.

The powerful force rolled up the power of sin, the might of shaking the heaven and earth, which was astonishing.

It seemed as if the sky was about to be torn apart.

How terrible it is when a strong man in the realm of gods gets angry.

Although Tang Jue is powerful and has a solid foundation, he also feels pressured when facing such an opponent..

The Demonic Flow Sword burst out with a terrifying force like a volcanic eruption.

The sharp edge was revealed!

The killing intent was chilling!

The two moves intersected, and the air wave split the sky.

Such a scene shocked everyone.

"Hiss, he is worthy of being the top powerhouse of the three sects of the Heavenly Dao, his strength and cultivation are indeed unfathomable!"

"But, the strength of the young master is not much less! Now the young master is at most a pseudo-god, but he can fight against the powerful gods, which is incredible!"

"Hehe, otherwise how can he be the young master? Fighting across levels is like eating and drinking. Once he advances to the realm of true gods, killing gods in seconds is just a matter of waving his hands!"

Yan Xuzi became more and more frightened as he fought.

Obviously, Tang Jue's strength is far inferior to his own, but the potential and resilience he showed are like a spring.

Even under heavy pressure, he is still as stable as a mountain.

Even faintly, there is still the power of counterattack.

"Damn it, this kid can't be left alive!"

Furious, Yan Xuzi killed even more fiercely.

Tang Jue faced such a strong man for the first time. Although he had some difficulty at the beginning, he gradually adapted.

The magic sword technique in his hand also began to become more harmonious.

Jian Feidao's pupils shrank.

"Hiss, this kid actually broke through the sword intent in the battle, what a terrible talent! Such a talent is probably one of the best in the Ancient Sword God Mansion!"

Qinglang was saved by Tang Jue just now, and he was grateful. At this moment, he also looked guilty.

"I didn't expect that the swordsmanship of the people in the lower world is not inferior to our Ancient Sword God Mansion. It seems that we were frogs in the well before!"

Ziqiong smiled and said, "Hey, I didn't expect you, Qinglang, to be convinced one day!"

Qinglang's old face blushed, and said, "Huh, what? Can't I be convinced? Those perverts on the Sword God List, aren't I convinced too!"

Ziqiong's eyes flashed.

"What do you think he would rank if he entered the Ancient Sword God Mansion?"

Qinglang shook his head slowly.

"I don't know! But it must be a fierce battle!"

His eyes suddenly became fiery.

"Master's lineage has been weak for a long time. The next Sword God Art will definitely be the last. If he can be extradited to the Ancient Sword God Mansion, he will definitely get a good ranking!"

Jian Feidao's expression moved slightly.

This may be an opportunity!

In the void!

Tang Jue and Yan Xuzi are still fighting.

"Wind Sword! Go invisible!"

Suddenly, Tang Jue's sword style changed from a heavy sword that opened and closed to an extremely fast wind.

Puff!

Yan Xuzi's eyes blurred and he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He looked down and saw a sword scar that was deep enough to reach the bone on his chest.

Everyone was in an uproar in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the first to be injured was the veteran Yan Xuzi.

"You...are looking for death!"