Chapter 676

This sentence was very abrupt!

Especially in such a quiet time, it seemed like thunder.

It shocked everyone's heart.

At this moment!

The demon soul could directly defeat three of the five great sword masters.

How strong!

Even a figure like Jian Yutian would not be able to win easily.

However!

Some people claimed to defeat him head-on.

For a moment!

Everyone's heart was filled with ridicule, disdain, fear and other emotions.

Turning around!

But Tang Jue came with a long sword in his hand.

He walked directly in front of the demon soul and said a long sword.

The first sentence!

Almost burned the whole place.

"My father asked me to defeat you!"

Shock!

Stunned!

Fear!

All emotions appeared on everyone's faces.

Even the demon soul felt incredible.

After a moment, he laughed wildly towards the sky.

"Hahaha... How can you defeat me?"

He waved the Yuanmo Kuangjian in his hand.

There was a loud explosion!

The void exploded!

The black demonic energy rolled back like a wave.

The terrifying aura made the entire Sword God Palace tremble.

Mu Chengxue, Jin Ri and Yin Yue changed their expressions again.

Because the power of this sword was several times stronger than the one that Mo Hun used to defeat them just now.

In other words!

Mo Hun defeated them without even using his full strength.

Although he relied on the power of the Yuanmo Kuangjian, his own strength did surpass everyone else.

"Hehehe, Jian Yutian, all five of you sword masters have been defeated, and now you want a junior to come and die!"

Mo Nitian grinned.

Tang Xuan said calmly: "I don't think so! Jue'er, are you sure?"

Tang Jue pondered for a moment, "90%! After all, my father said that people should be humble!"

Tang Xuan smiled: "Not bad, you finally remembered my words!"

The whole audience was silent!

Damn!

Is this human language?

It's right to be humble.

But what do you mean by 90% sure?

It sounds like the devil soul is a fish on the chopping board.

Can you manipulate it at will?

What a joke!

Mu Chengxue couldn't help but shouted: "Don't be careless!"

Tang Jue said curiously: "I'm not careless!"

"Okay, okay! This is an extreme provocation to my devil soul! I decided to kill you here!" The devil soul showed a ferocious face and murderous aura.

Tang Jue shook his head: "No, you can't do it!"

The devil soul's pupils shrank violently.

"I hope you can hold on longer, so as not to die too quickly and fail to appease my anger!"

After saying that, he raised the Yuan Mo Kuang Sword and slashed it down with force.

Although it was a simple sword.

But the speed, strength, and angle were all perfect.

Mu Chengxue gritted his teeth.

"I didn't expect his strength to have reached this point!"

Jin Ri said with a dead look on his face: "Even if he doesn't use the Yuan Mo Kuang Sword, it's impossible for me to defeat him!"

Yin Yue sighed deeply, with frustration in her eyes.

Mo Ni Tian crossed his arms and was very proud.

He spent all his efforts to build the Demon Soul, and even spent a huge price to get the assistance of the peerless treasure to improve his strength to this point.

The current Demon Soul, even he may not be able to defeat it.

In Mo Ni Tian's view, a mere Tang Jue.

There is no power to fight back.

In an instant, he will be killed.

The heavy sword fell with unparalleled power.

The eyes of the demon soul were cold and full of confidence.

The power of this sword has reached its peak.

If Tang Jue fought hard, he would be shattered by the power of the Yuan Mo Kuang Sword.

If he chose to dodge, he would be completely locked by his own sword.

At that time, he would just die more miserably.

So!

Winning is a sure thing!

But the demon soul was not satisfied. He not only wanted to win, but also to win beautifully, cruelly, and win so that everyone would be speechless.

Tang Xuan looked at Tang Jue's back, his eyes were like the deep sea.

Among the people present, only he knew how terrible Tang Jue's potential was.

As soon as he was born, his foundation was polished by himself, and then amplified ten thousand times.

If we only talk about potential, Tang Jue is higher than himself.

But potential is always potential, whether it can be brought into play is also a question.

"Jue'er, it's up to you!"

It seems that he heard Tang Xuan's words.

Tang Jue's face showed a ruthless and crazy expression.

He held the sword with both hands, and the spiritual energy burst out and wrapped around the sword.

The powerful spiritual energy kept rubbing and ignited the air.

Boom!

A raging flame instantly burned on the long sword.

Tang Jue's chest rose and fell, and he breathed slightly.

At this moment, the long sword in his hand was as heavy as a mountain.

He lowered his body slightly, and spit outThree words.

"Demon Flow Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in Tang Jue's hand burst out like a meteor across the sky.

Wherever the sword pointed, the heaven and earth trembled, the sky echoed, and the wild wind was completely torn apart.

The devil's soul suddenly trembled all over, and his face changed slightly.

This sword gave him the feeling of being indestructible.

It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could resist this sword.

In a trance!

Everyone felt that the whole world disappeared, leaving only this terrifying sword light representing extreme destruction.

Before the expression of horror appeared, the two swords had already collided fiercely.

Clang!

The sound of metal and iron clashing!

The sky was shocked and the earth shook.

The aura that emerged in the void was instantly torn apart.

The devil's soul felt that his arm was shaking violently.

The opponent's sword intent gave him a terrible feeling that could not be surpassed and matched.

His own sword intent did not even last a breath.

Directly shattered.

Then, Tang Jue's sword intent was no longer blocked and shot forward.

Will die!

The sweat pores on the back of Mo Hun stood up.

The whole person felt suffocated.

What kind of terrible sword intent is this.

He roared, and tried his best to spit out the remaining spiritual energy in his body and infuse it into the Yuan Mo Kuang Sword.

The Yuan Mo Kuang Sword emitted a black light, blocking him like a barrier.

Clang!

Tang Jue's Demon Flow Sword slashed on the black barrier.

"Break it for me!"

With a deep shout, the Demon Flow Sword Intent forcibly tore the barrier of the Yuan Mo Kuang Sword and came towards the throat of Mo Hun.

Mo Hun retreated frantically, and every step he took created deep ripples in the void.

But he retreated quickly, and the Demon Flow Sword was even faster.

After two weakenings, the power of the Demon Flow Sword Intent was greatly reduced.

Mo Hun suddenly raised his head.

The sword of the devil flow almost brushed his scalp.

Boom!

It was like a hurricane passing through, and Mohun felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart.

Although he was not hit by the sword, his head was in great pain, and there was even blood dripping. At the same time, a burning smell came from his nose.

His face was horrified, and he retreated frantically, pulling away, and his eyes were already blood red.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it, but his hands were covered with blood.

The top of his head was even more painful.

The body of Tang Jue's devil flow sword was wrapped in the flame of destruction, which directly burned his hair and scalp.

Mohun seemed to fall into an ice cave and was completely stiff.

Just a little bit, he was cut off.

Yes!

Just one sword!

The whole audience was silent!

Everyone looked at Tang Jue with incredible eyes.

"Just now... what happened?"

"No! Did the Demon Soul let up? How did he become so weak?"