The battle fluctuations were so great that there is no intact place left in this place.
The rocks collapsed, the old trees broke, countless birds and beasts suffered the disaster and turned into blood mist. None of the survivors dared to stay any longer and fled in panic!
Ye Tian was fine. He stood in the battle circle, his body straight, his eyes bright. The power of darkness surged, isolating all the energy outside and preventing it from getting close.
Shan Youde and the other two escaped at the first opportunity, but were still affected, looking dirty and miserable.
"As a young swordsman of the Sword Sect, you actually took advantage of people's unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack. You are really unworthy of your reputation," Wutan's face was cold. Another Nine Palaces Killing Arrow flew out, soaring into the sky, carrying endless murderous intent, and went straight to Zhan Feng's body.
When he refined six Nine Palaces Killing Talismans, one was used by the Tantai tribe and one was used to kill Yin Yuhong. This time the killing obviously didn't work, but he didn't expect that Kunsuo Yifang and Nine Palaces Killing Talismans could kill the three saints. He just wanted to teach them a lesson.
The remaining four were each a trump card that could kill a powerful enemy and save a life. But now he used two at once, which showed that the rage in his heart was enough to burn the sky.
The streaks of blood were all caused by the manifestation of murderous aura. Anyone who had just completed the Hundred Dynasties would die if they touched them, without exception!
Zhan Feng's calm demeanor finally changed a little when the second forbidden talisman appeared, and it became solemn.
“Among thousands of great ways, only the way of sword is unbreakable and unmatched!” His body was glowing, emitting countless sword energies, swift and fierce. Under this, everything seemed fragile and turned into ashes.
However, without the Purple Cloud Sword in his hand, the sword energy he manifested was so fragile, just like a dead tree, and was easily crushed into nothingness under the rays of blood.
"Nine Palaces Killing—Combination!"
The killing ban fell, and supreme power exploded. The destructive power was earth-shattering, and all in all directions were destroyed!
The place was filled with blood mist, like the Asura Hell, eerie and terrifying, with a pungent smell of blood. Spots of blood, like tiny blood diamonds as small as dust, were flying all over the sky, dyeing the void red, making it look enchanting and weird!
The blood mist dissipated, the blood light faded, revealing the scene inside. Zhan Feng was in a very miserable state, seemingly weak and powerless, half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale and bloodless, but his eyes were emitting thousands of sword intents, as if they wanted to tear the sky apart. It was extremely horrifying!
With a clang sound, the Purple Cloud Sword was as powerful as mountains and rivers. The Nine Palaces Killing Forbidden Talisman was finally defeated and turned into ashes!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Wutan staggered back, his sea of consciousness buzzed and shook, severe pain swept through his heart, and the forbidden talisman was broken, causing him to suffer severe trauma. This was not a physical and mental injury, but a trauma from the soul.
"Without a sword in your hand, you are nothing more than that!"
Wutan was indifferent. Instead of retreating, he advanced. His fist was like a meteorite, hard and indestructible. He swung it towards the Ziyun Sword fiercely. With a clang, he was disappointed. The king's divine weapon was hundreds of times stronger than the spiritual weapon. With his current strength, he could not shake it at all.
"If I break through the Hundred Dynasties period, destroying the king's magic weapon is not a fantasy." Wutan muttered.
Immediately, he took another step forward, and the earth shook violently and cracked. Since he could not break the Purple Cloud Sword, he would take it today and let Zhan Feng lose this fang.
"I take back what I said before, you are very strong! But that's all!" With a wave of his hand, the Purple Cloud Sword seemed to have a sword spirit. When Wutan approached, it turned back, transformed into a purple rainbow, and fell into Zhan Feng's hands.
Holding the Purple Cloud Sword, he was like a god possessed, his momentum surged, millions of sword energies shot out, the sound was terrifying, the heaven and earth were shaking, the void around him shattered inch by inch, the sword energy was so terrifying, every stroke was like a revived king's magic weapon!
At this moment, he stimulated his potential and burst out with a fighting power comparable to that of the Son of God, or even stronger. Even Ye Tian, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, couldn't help but look down and began to worry about Wutan.
The sword energy was like rain, the light was dazzling, and there was a constant crackling sound. This was the sound of cutting through the void, sharp and piercing. One could imagine how fast and how lethal it was.
"Sleepy!"
Wutan raised his hand and the trapped party flew out, forming a barrier. It was not to protect himself, but to trap the millions of sword energies. However, under the sword energy all over the sky, everything seemed pale and powerless. Almost in the blink of an eye, the barrier was like a sieve, full of holes, and the forbidden talisman exploded.
However, in the blink of an eye, a blood-colored forbidden talisman flew out from Wutan's hand, broke through the siege, and blood spread everywhere, carrying terrifying lethality, covering Zhan Feng.
"Merge!" The soul power surged, the Nine Palaces' ultimate killing powers merged into one, erupting with terrifying destructive power, and dust covered the sky.
"Return to the true self, break the sky with one sword!"
At this moment, a loud roar exploded in the dust, and thousands of sword energies in the void quickly merged together, condensing into a sword shadow of a hundred feet, which broke through the air and slashed down angrily. Even a hundred-foot-high mountain could not withstand such a terrifying edge and turned into powder!
Several ferocious birds in the Hundred Dynasties Great Perfection Stage were chopped into blood mist as soon as they flew into the air, and their remaining feathers fluttered down one after another. Such power was like the arrival of the power of heaven, and it was extremely terrifying!
Wutan did not move, and the expression on his face did not change. What changed was his eyes. Suddenly, a bright white light flashed in those eyes. If someone looked at him at this moment, they would be shocked to find that there was a sword shadow evolving in his eyes, exactly the same as the sword shadow that was falling.
—The ever-changing celestial phenomena!
At this moment, Wutan no longer held back, and finally displayed his magical powers, changing the celestial phenomena!
When using this magical power, Wu Tian had a very wonderful feeling. He felt that his eyes had turned into the eyes of heaven, able to peek into the mysteries of heaven and earth and the origin of all things. The mysteries contained in the sword shadow did not need to be comprehended at all, and he could understand them at a glance.
In the sea of consciousness, the magical talisman was rotating and shining. Gradually, a sword shadow condensed on the talisman, shining brightly like a speck of dust. If it were not glowing, it would be difficult to see with the naked eye.
As the sword shadow appeared, Wu Tian's clothes fluttered, and he pointed a finger. A sword shadow rushed out from his fingertips, which was a hundred feet long. It looked exactly the same as the sword shadow used by Zhan Feng, and even its power was the same.
"impossible!"
Instantly, Zhan Feng's eyes were filled with disbelief. He understood the Dao of Sword better than anyone else, and he also had a certain understanding of Wu Tian, who had never been involved in the Dao of Sword. But why could he use the same attacking and killing methods at this moment? !
Not to mention Zhan Feng, even Ye Tian and the others were shocked. After spending so many years with Wu Tian, they didn't know that he had such a way of attacking and killing.
Boom…
The two sword shadows roared and collided in the sky. The violent sound resounded through the sky and the earth, like a raging wave hitting the shore. The terrifying air wave spread wildly, sweeping everything!
puff!!
Wutan and Zhanfeng both spat out blood at the same time, and their bodies flew out like meteorites, smashing thousands of feet away, and a deep pit immediately appeared in that place.
Compared to the gloomy and unbelievable Zhan Feng, Wutan's heart was filled with joy. Seeing the extremely powerful sword energy at that time, he wanted to avoid the edge temporarily, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the Wanhua Tianxiang and wanted to try whether he could copy this move.
But he didn't expect that it actually worked. What excited him the most was that the power was comparable to that of the one Zhan Feng himself had displayed.
This proved that the sword art that Zhan Feng displayed was not created by the power of elements. It also proved that he could copy all sword arts, except for magical powers.
With this powerful method, Wutan felt at ease.
With one step forward, he took the initiative to attack, and specifically targeted the opponent's weaknesses, fighting in close combat. Every move and style in the God of War Book seemed simple, but was extremely powerful.
At this moment, Wutan's long hair was fluttering and his clothes were rustling. He was simply a human-shaped beast. His fists and feet were attacking with gushing power, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.
His body was glowing and was several times more powerful than the spiritual weapon. As long as he was not hit head-on by the Purple Cloud Sword, he could not cause any harm at all.
For a while, Zhan Feng was defeated step by step, looking very embarrassed and feeling extremely aggrieved.
Close combat is the fatal weakness of sword cultivators. They are definitely no match for Wutan, who is known as the Son of Heaven. Every time he uses his swordsmanship to force the opponent out, the opponent can always use the same swordsmanship moves to fight back.
It was also Zhan Feng's bad luck. If it was an elemental spirit, Wutan would definitely be defeated, and a miserable defeat, after all, his cultivation level was there.
"puff!"
A punch was thrown out, a seemingly simple punch, but it contained terrifying power. Zhan Feng immediately spat out blood and his sternum was broken countless times.
His body was like a meteor, crashing into an ancient tree that was so big that several people couldn't surround it. The tree broke in half on the spot and smashed down, destroying a large area of dense forest and even a mountain peak collapsed.
Wutan was like a god or demon, his eyes flashing a terrifying light. He chased after them in an instant and stomped on them hard. The earth shook violently, and the broken ancient tree stumps, which were weaker than tofu, were shattered in an instant. Wood chips flew all over the sky, and even the old tree roots buried in the ground were not spared, leaving a pit hundreds of feet deep!
Fortunately, Zhan Feng dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been in great danger.
"What kind of monster is this Wujitiao guy?" Shan Youde widened his eyes and stared at the humanoid Tyrannosaurus in disbelief. His fat body was shaking, and he was shocked and excited.
"Brother Tian, you are so awesome!" Zhang Ting was stunned for a long time before he uttered these words.
"Brother Wutan, you are so awesome!" Tan Tai Xianling's big eyes were full of little stars and full of admiration.
"Wu Tian, how did you do it? How many secrets do you have?" Ye Tian didn't say anything, his heart was still restless.
With only the cultivation level of the Perfection Stage of Expanding Meridians, he was able to beat the Little Sword Saint Zhan Feng so badly that it seemed he had no power to fight back at all. Ye Tian believed that he could never do such a brutal act.
Therefore, he would never believe that Wu Tian only relied on his pure physical body and strength. There must be other means. This means is to be able to simulate the same sword moves as Zhan Feng.
But he watched for a long time and couldn't figure out how Wutan did it.
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