Chapter 839: What is divine punishment?
“It’s such a shame that this situation happens at this time, what a plan!”
“But, do you think you can do anything to me like this?”
"Stop joking! I'm Natsume Yang, even the Divine Punishment wants to do something to me, just break it for me!"
Xia Muyang’s eyes were as bright as lightning, and he raised his right hand and shouted loudly.
“Click!”
Endless icy power burst out, condensing into an ice sword that shot straight into the sky, and then swung it suddenly.
“Boom!”
The next moment, it was like the sky was torn apart.
Bai Ling looked at the thunder and lightning in the sky in horror, and was torn apart by the sword.
The terrifying sword intent, even the thunder and lightning, could not resist it. He refused to retreat, and the clear sky was revealed again.
“The first calamity has passed. Next, there will be wind, fire, and weakness!”
“If it were someone else who was going through the divine punishment, I would be a little worried, but for him, I’m not worried at all!”
“His strength has exceeded the limit that this world can bear!”
“The laws of this world are just ordinary things to him!”
Ye said something from the side, not worried at all that Natsume Yang would not be able to survive the divine punishment.
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ling felt that Xia Muyang's aura suddenly weakened.
Then, a terrifying strong wind visible to the naked eye, with the terrifying power to tear apart steel, roared ferociously.
“Puff!”
Facing such a terrifying and powerful wind, Xia Muyang lost more than half of his flesh and blood in an instant, revealing his horrifying white bones.
The most terrifying thing is the head, with only two eyeballs and a cluster of soul fire left!
It doesn’t look like he can survive.
The sharp pain of cutting flesh completely overwhelmed him, but Natsume Yang did not make a sound.
He will not succumb to such pain!
“Gangfeng is weak, so what, he wants to do nothing to me, Xia Muyang, break it for me!”
The majestic voice of the gods resounded throughout the sky, rumbling and exploding, making the air tremble.
His words were like the will of the gods, and the wind seemed to be much lighter.
“Wind Swordsmanship, Cut!”
The Ice Spirit Knife came out automatically, exuding supreme sharpness, and the space seemed to be shattered.
“Bah!”
With the sword coming out, a huge hole was torn open by the strong wind.
“Woooooo!”
With another strike of the sword, the strong wind howled, and was torn apart and dissipated.
“Is it the final fire disaster? Is there still decay? Then come!”
Natsume Yang’s body burst out with amazing vitality!
He saw that the natural energy around him was like a whirlpool, turning into a rolling torrent and pouring into his body.
His body, muscles, veins, flesh and blood quickly cling to it, reshaping the body of an immortal.
It was at the moment when Xia Muyang's body had just solidified.
“Zizzizi!”
His body was suddenly corroded to create a big hole, his flesh and blood disappeared, and a horrifying sound of corrosion was emitted.
This was even more unbearable than the flesh-cutting just now, and the severe pain almost made Natsume Yang faint.
“But how could I, Natsume Yang, collapse here!” Natsume Yang bit her tongue heavily.
Then, a terrifying white flame suddenly appeared in the sky, like a flood, submerging Natsume Yang.
Then, there was lava, completely covering Natsume Yang.
Then, there is the Amaterasu flame, which is said to never go out.
The terrifying temperature, I’m afraid Natsume Yang won’t even have a skeleton left.
