The sword that Chang Xiran cleaved was called Raging Broken Heaven in the Heavenly Sword Sect. There is the supreme aura of the king's court of the ten thousand worlds, and I also destroy it with one sword. Although it is impossible to be so strong in reality, it can also be seen that he has confidence in this sword.
Especially when Chang Xiran slashed this sword, the entire sky was surrounded by his sword aura. The tyrannical and wild sword intent can feel pain on the skin just by feeling it, and those with a slightly lower cultivation level can't even get close.
But it was this tyrant's cruel sword that was slashed on a weapon held by a deadpool that didn't even have a title, but the result was another severe slap in the face.
The wave of swords rolled up under the wild force dazzled the sky in an instant, dazzling people's eyes.
Chang Xiran's great sword with a thousand swords united into one was once again shaken by his own strength, shattered, and shattered to the sky and everywhere.
On the other hand, the death soldier still existed, without a trace of cracks and no damage. Instead, the bladed Deadpool was shocked by Chang Xiran's violent force and died on the spot. When he died, he still vomited a mouthful of blood, contaminated with a few sad little swords, that little sword immediately lost its brilliance, and Chang Xiran's sad clutch sword was damaged because of this.
"Asshole!" Chang Xiran was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.
Over there, Meng Qihong also realized that it was not good, so he first rolled up a wave of air, like a cloud and mist, wrapped the Deadpool, slowed its speed, delayed its action, and then clicked on the wind, or killed the gods, or killed Deadpool, both temptation and attack.
This move finally worked, and the speed of the Death Servant's killing was greatly reduced, but no matter how Meng Qihong did it, the Death Soldier was not affected. As for the Deadpool itself, let it die when you die, and you will regenerate one after you die. On the contrary, the filthy blood that is constantly produced makes the practitioners fear and avoid it.
There are already a large number of ghost races. Although there are so many cultivators of the human race, but relying on the endless number, they have been able to withstand the offensive of the human race. Now that Styx Deadpool joins, the situation of the battle has been reversed, and it has begun to lean towards the direction of the ghost race. Not only Yuan Tianzhong, Chang Xiran and others were forced to bind their hands and feet, but Wei Tianchong and others were also caught off guard by the howling group of ghosts and dead servants, and they were forced to retreat after practicing.
The black mist in the sky that had been dispersed by the sun and flames has once again condensed.
At this time, Tang Jie snorted and flew up.
He hadn't taken much action before, just observing the situation on the battlefield. Until this moment, Styx Death Servant made a contribution, Tang Jie knew that it was finally time for him to take action-with so many Death God soldiers, he had long been greedy.
He quickly flew to a Styx Death Servant, and the Styx Death Servant waved his sickle at him and tried to cut it down. Tang Jieshan didn't flash his finger.
Chang Xiran was shocked when he saw this, and shouted, "Tang Jie is going back, that weapon..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the sickle of the Deadpool, which he could not break with all his efforts, was turned into countless sparkling spots of light and disappeared under one finger. The Deadpool also followed after losing the death soldier. Its demise.
Chang Xiran was like a big bun stuffed in his mouth. She couldn't speak any more, she could only look at Tang Jie stupidly.
This... how is this possible
He can't figure it out, nor can he understand it.
Tang Jie didn't have time to talk to him. After collecting the black sand, he flew to the other Styx Deadpool. He still pointed out. The death soldier had broken once again, and the dead servant died.
It couldn't be simpler.
Tang Jie did the same, killing all the way. The Styx Deathservant, who had just killed all the cultivators to lose his armor and armor, was unable to stop even a single move in Tang Jie's hands. It was like a bug that was killed by Tang Jieyi. Pinched to death.
Seeing this situation, all the practitioners cheered at the same time.
The Emperor Zhaoluo was heartbroken when he saw it.
These Styx death attendants are not easy to obtain, it is difficult that the assets he accumulated over thousands of years as an emperor have been ruined by Tang Jie now. This is simply a knife in the heart, if he has the intention. But what shocked him most was how this human being did it.
Reaper soldiers are created by the projection of the blade of reincarnation, but they are the embodiment of the law of the great road, and nothing can be destroyed. Since the existence of the underworld, I have never heard of anyone who can destroy the Death Warrior.
But now, this person appeared, and he destroyed the past one at a time, all the way like a ruin.
At that moment Zhaoluo suddenly remembered a scene of hexagrams he had felt not long ago.
He was originally the Astrolabe Spirit who entered the underworld and became a ghost emperor. He was talented in calculating, but he could faintly feel the power of causal destiny and draw some inferences about the future. Although it is not true, he can always feel some side and direction. It is also by virtue of this ability that he can turn a good luck every time, grow up in this fierce underworld, and eventually become a powerful underworld emperor.
But not long ago, he felt that there will be a big change in the underworld.
He couldn't see where this change came from, but he could feel that the upcoming Jiuyou event was the starting point of this change. In this change, a new powerful emperor will be born, but the old emperor will also fall.
He didn't know who would be born and who would fall, but he realized that this is a grand meeting of both crisis and opportunity.
Because of this, he came in person and planned this huge event based on his feelings.
If he succeeds, he will become the new and stronger emperor and walk out of the fetters that have bound him for thousands of years;
If it fails, then he is the fallen emperor, and nothing is mentioned.
But now, when he saw the power that shattered the Death Warrior, he was completely shocked.
Shocked back to shocked, thousands of years of cultivation, has long taught him the fighting spirit of not giving up at the last minute, this quality is not unique to human beings. Even though his heart was turbulent, Zhao Luo still did not give up fighting.
He gave a long scream, and the crowd of Styx Dead Attendants had retreated at the same time.
At the same time, countless ghost kings and generals roared towards Tang Jie to cover up and kill them.
Since this human can restrain the Death Warrior, and it seems that only he can do it, let ordinary ghosts pile him to death. After this person dies, let Styx Deadpool dominate the battle.
Zhao Luo's thoughts were simple and straightforward. Although the exit of the Styx Deadpool would make the battle difficult, it was better than being completely wiped out by Tang Jie.
But when Styx's death attendant retreated, Tang Jie suddenly vomited blood, and his body shook a few times.
"He can't hold on anymore?" Zhaoluo was shocked and couldn't help thinking.
At this time, the ghosts were still coming, Tang Jie had not received any major attacks, the only reason he vomited blood could only be the result of the previous battle with Deadpool.
Zhao Luo had thought for the first time that this was mostly the price Tang Jie paid for destroying the Death Warrior.
Yes, how much Death Soldiers exist, then even if humans can destroy them, how can they be destroyed so easily without paying the slightest price.
Just at this time, the dead servant of Styx retreated, and the ghosts attacked. When Tang Jie saw that, a relaxed expression appeared on his face, and he flew towards the back.
Obviously, he didn't plan to deal with ghosts at all, he wanted to take this opportunity to recuperate and recover himself.
Zhao Luo immediately realized that something was wrong, and if he was given time to rest, I was afraid that when Styx Deadpool came out again, it would be an opportunity for him to show off his prestige.
The thought turned, and there was a roar again, but it stopped the retreat of the Styx Deadpool.
The dead servant of Styx didn't retreat but moved forward, and went to kill all the cultivators.
Seeing this, Tang Jie had no choice but to reappear. There is no way, there is really no one other than him to fight the Death Soldier.
After repeated use of the Bing Jue, the Death Soldiers broke one after another.
Every time it breaks, Zhao Luo's heart hurts.
He can only comfort himself constantly, and this person is almost unable to hold it.
It's just that human resilience is manifested at this moment. No matter how tired, exhausted, weak, or vomiting blood, Tang Jie just persists, crisscrossing the dead servant of Styx, and fighting hard. One by one Deadpool was killed by him. Three Hundred Styx Deadpools were killed by Tang Jie as if they were cutting melons and vegetables.
When a whole hundred Stygian dead servants fell, Tang Jie's body was also shaky, but he didn't fall, still insisting on attacking one after another. His body was bathed with blood, some came from ghosts, some came from himself, and some came from other cultivators; his face was full of exhaustion and pale, as if he was seriously ill; his forehead was sweating, and his body was beaten. With the pendulum, it is a manifestation of excessive force and loss of force.
But he was still fighting, fierce, non-stop fighting.
It's like a miracle, a god of war who never gives up.
Affected by this will, almost all the cultivators were moved, and one by one began to work hard.
They are more desperate, more passionate, more motivated, and more determined to fight.
One repair after another rushed to protect Tang Jie and help him block the attacks from ordinary ghosts, so that Tang Jie only needed to go all out to deal with Deadpool. Later, Tang Jie didn't even have the strength to fly, and Yuan Tianzhong personally took the shot, supporting Tang Jie with the clouds and driving the fog, just to save him a little mana.
As a result, the number of casualties in Stygian Deadpool has risen to one hundred and fifty.
He can't hold it anymore, he can't hold it anymore!
Zhao Luo said cruelly in his heart, he expected, he cursed, he prayed, and he waited.
But the miracle just doesn't come, but Styx Deadpool is still dying, falling, and withering.
When the number of casualties of Stygian Deadpool reached 180, Zhaoluo finally felt that something was wrong.
Why is this guy still insisting? Can you persist
A guy who was obviously unable to support the killing of fifty Deadpools, why could he just bite his teeth and insist on killing twice as many enemies
Zhao Luo had never seen a Saint Seiya, and he didn't believe that will can replace mana.
If gritted teeth can replace strength, the Star Luo Realm should be the world of multi-toothed monsters.
So when Styx's deadpool reached one hundred and eighty, he finally realized that something was wrong.
He began to scream, began to give orders, and those Styx Deadpools began to retreat again.
Tang Jie's body shook suddenly again, almost falling down the clouds.
This scene made Zhao Luo hesitate again, and the speed slowed down a bit.
Tang Jie was very rude, gritted his teeth and stomped several dead servants.
From this hesitation turned into determination, Styx Deadpool continued to retreat, this time no matter how Tang Jie behaved, he didn't stay there anymore.
Seeing this situation, Tang Jie gave a long laugh: "It's better to stay!"
The body shape flashed, the previous exhaustion, helplessness, and the wait was swept away, the body shape swept towards the dead waiters like an electric, pointed fingers like an arrow, and continuously pointed at the death soldier.
At this point, Zhao Luo could finally be sure that he was fooled.
From beginning to end, this human being is acting.