"Are you giving up?"
Looking at Su Yun who crashed into the crowd, Yi Kuangshi and Jian Lanyi looked at each other with confusion in their eyes, and then they rushed towards the crowd.
At this moment, all the spiritual cultivators present had locked onto Su Yun. The crowd's profound energy was making a noise, their swords were trembling, and the sound of 'buzzing' resounded through the sky.
I believe that everyone present has never seen such a magnificent scene as today.
Millions of spiritual practitioners.
Millions of war swords!
The target only refers to one person, and the murderous intention is only for one person!
At this moment, I am afraid even Daluo Jinxian will perish.
However, if you can kill nearly a million spiritual practitioners, even if you die, it will be a worthy death!
Yi Kuangshi held the sword tightly and approached quietly.
Jian Lanyi and the old man Xue Jian didn't hesitate. They just saw the crutch in the old man's hand. The surface of the stick immediately split open and turned into a dark and thick sword. Everyone was ready to go. It seemed that they were ready to wait for Su Yun. After his death, he began to seize the Holy Cloth of Haotian.
Now that Su Yun is not dead, these people are united together for the time being. Once Su Yun falls, this place will turn into a battlefield bigger than the 'Qianyun Zongjian Mountain', and countless spiritual practitioners will be buried here, and This battle for the Haotian Saint Cloth will also shock the entire world.
"Sword Girl!!"
Kuangshi Yi suddenly approached Jian Lanyi and called out in a low voice.
Jian Lanyi turned his head and looked at him warily, without saying anything, but he held the sword in his hand tighter.
"Miss Sword, please don't be nervous. I have no ill intentions towards you. I just want to tell you that the situation here is so complicated now. There are many masters and strong men. There is only one piece of Haotian Saint Cloth. There is not much chance for us to capture it alone. , why not... how about we unite and seize the Holy Cloth of Haotian together?" Yi Kuangshi whispered: "After we take the Holy Cloth of Haotian, leave here, and then find a time to have a fair duel, the winner will be How about getting the Holy Cloth of Haotian?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Lanyi's tense face relaxed a little, and he quietly looked around.
The situation is now in chaos. To be honest, people who are stronger than her are not guaranteed to obtain the Holy Cloth of Haotian. The reason why everyone gathers here is actually just taking a chance.
"Okay, I can cooperate with you!" Jian Lanyi nodded.
If two people act together, not only will they have a higher chance of obtaining the Holy Cloth of Haotian, but at least their ability to protect themselves will be stronger.
"Very good. In that case, you and I must trust each other. I will go get the Haotian Saint Cloth later, and you can cover my evacuation. Is that possible?"
"Why don't I go get the Holy Cloth of Haotian and you cover me?"
"Oh, it's all the same. If you can't trust me, then just go get it."
Yi Kuangshi laughed.
Jian Lanyi said nothing, raised his sword and leaned forward.
People's eyes can already see Su Yun floating in mid-air.
People from three floors inside and three outside surrounded him, and each sword was already glowing. With the next breath, the immeasurable sword energy would hit him. Not to mention killing him, at least it could kill Haotian. The divine power of the Holy Clothes was destroyed.
Without the Holy Cloth of Haotian, Su Yun couldn't even hold on for a breath!
Unprecedented sword pressure.
The terrifying sword energy.
At this moment, it seemed that the entire sword world was trembling.
Blah blah blah...
The swords pointed straight at the sky!
A super powerful sword move launched by millions of spiritual cultivators, an offensive launched by millions of Xuantian beings.
This kind of scene can be said to be rare in ten thousand years.
And today, right next to the ancient battlefield 'Thousand Clouds Sword Mountain', a magnificent scene is about to take place.
Not to mention that the people watching were frightened, even those who were preparing to attack Su Yun were in a state of excitement. How exciting would it be to be able to witness such a majestic and majestic scene
"go to hell."
The Master of Mighty Sword Valley in the distance looked at Su Yun who was surrounded by the crowd quietly, with a sinister expression on his lips.
No one would survive such an offensive.
Absolutely not.
This scene today will go down in history!
boom! ! ! ! ! !
The terrifying sword energy surged out from the sword in the hand of a spiritual cultivator, flying straight like a meteor.
It was like a spark falling into a dry firewood, igniting the entire scene!
And just after he launched the offensive, the people around him also immediately launched an offensive.
boom!
boom!
boom!
boom!
…
Other swords that were full of energy also sprayed out sword energy.
A flash of cold light flashed.
Wielding a sharp blade.
Just like the goddess scattering flowers, just like the stars falling, all the offensives are moving towards one goal and one direction! !
The void was shaken.
The earth cracked open on its own.
The sky became extremely dark, the clouds and mists dispersed, and the strong winds stopped.
Su Yun, who stood in the center, was not panicked at all. He held the death sword in one hand and closed his eyes slightly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
This calmness is admirable!
However…
The moment the first sword energy struck, four virtual images suddenly rose up around him.
It is the virtual image of the beast of the Holy Spirit!
Green Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu!
The moment the virtual images of the four holy beasts appeared, they were immediately fused and digested to form a colorful shield, wrapping Su Yun tightly! !
"What's this?"
When people from a distance saw it, they were all confused.
When the first sword energy hit Su Yun's body, the seven-colored shield immediately reflected the sword energy back with a clang, and the reflected sword energy was attached to the seven-color light, which was particularly strong.
The spiritual cultivator was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, his body was pierced by the sudden counterattack of seven-colored sword energy, and his whole body exploded.
This power is at least seven or eight times more powerful than his sword energy! !
If one person was killed by a counterattack, there would be a second person and a third person.
All the reflected sword energy hit the seven-colored shield and was rebounded. The rebounded sword energy received an extremely terrifying increase. The seven-colored light was attached to the surface and directly attacked the master who released it.
"This... what... is going on???"
The mad lion Yi and the old man with the blood sword in the distance were all shocked.
puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff…
The body of the person who was pierced by the colorful sword energy exploded directly. How many attacks were there, that weird big shield reflected as many attacks as possible!
The amount of sword energy that rebounded reached hundreds of thousands. Those who were still preparing to release sword energy at Su Yun saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright, and they hurriedly stopped.
But he saw circles of blood mist bursting out around him with Su Yun as the center.
Countless corpses and blood splashed in the air, and dazzling blood flowers bloomed, dyeing the entire world red.
These people felt as if they had fallen into a world with only blood and flesh. The whole world had changed, and the breath of terror and the depressing atmosphere invaded the world with a 'beep' sound.
I don’t know how many spiritual practitioners died with this move...
It rained blood from the sky.
Those who had not yet had time to launch an offensive towards Su Yun were stunned.
They stared at that person in a daze, looking at the person tightly wrapped in the colorful light. Their hearts had long been filled with fear and shock.
This scene, which is like Shura hell, will leave an indelible shadow on how many people's hearts? Cultivators cultivate themselves, cultivate Tao and cultivate heaven and earth, but on the road of slowly cultivating, they have never seen hundreds of thousands of spiritual cultivators die at the same time. This kind of thing only existed in the ancient wars between gods and demons! !
"This is impossible... this... is impossible..."
The Master of Mighty Sword Valley stared blankly at the mushroom cloud composed of blood mist in the distance. He seemed to have lost all his three souls and seven souls. He looked stupidly, with an old face full of shock.
Waves of sobbing cries resounded in the sky, which were the overflowing souls of the dead spiritual practitioners. They gathered in the sky and tried their best to make their voices heard. Such a wasted death was simply unacceptable to them! !
"Such a method... simply surpasses real magical power..." Jian Lanyi murmured.
"How could this happen? This...is this the power of the Holy Cloth of Haotian?? No!! No, no! If the Holy Cloth of Haotian has such power, how can it be lost by the Mighty Sword Valley?"
"Who the hell is this guy!! Who the hell is he??"
"ah!!!!"
Waves of hoarse sounds of panic came out.
People were completely crazy, shaking, and scared.
Their courage was completely shattered.
This strike killed nearly 300,000 people! The remaining beings were either seriously injured or disabled, and their combat power was completely lost! !
Such a unique blow was rare in the world, and some impatient sects were completely defeated by this move.
Daluo Jinxian is nothing more than that.
L…
Blood and water mixed with bones and flesh fell from the air to the cold ground. The dense crowd around him became much looser. People stared at the person in the center like a statue. At this moment, how could anyone dare to attack Su Yun again?
The whole world fell silent.
The wind has stopped and the clouds have stopped, and the sun and moon have lost their light.
The strange scene is like a piece of red-hot iron, burning in people's hearts.
This scene will be unforgettable for everyone.
Su Yun turned around and stared at the people around him. His blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent, and the demon blood in his body was ignited by the blood all around. It was boiling, hot and restless. At this moment, he felt an inexplicable desire. Starting to kill, hungry for more lives to be destroyed.
"Su Yun!!!"
At this moment, an anxious and frightened voice suddenly emerged from the sword box.
Su Yun came to his senses and asked Shen: "What's wrong?"
"You just... killed so many people..." Ling Qingyu's voice was full of urgency!
"They want to take the Holy Cloth of Haotian and take my life, so they have no choice but to kill them." Su Yun said coldly. At this moment, his demonic nature was completely seduced and he didn't have much compassion at all.
"But... so many people died at once, the fierce energy exploded, the blood energy and the violent energy broke out!! The fierce sword... The fierce sword moved strangely!!"
Ling Qingyu shouted, his voice full of fear.
"A vicious sword? What a vicious sword?"
Su Yun frowned. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.
Sonorous!
At this time, a magnificent light flashed in the Wuji Sword Box!
Immediately afterwards, a sword shadow took the Wuji Sword Box as its source, rushed out of the sword box, magnified infinitely, went straight to the sky, and quickly turned in a circle with Su Yun as the center.
Sonorous! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The light and shadow swirled in a circle, then quickly retracted into the sword box and disappeared.
Then…
Only then did Su Yun feel a deep sense of fear, astonishment, and trembling that was difficult to express in words.
The fervent demonic nature in the body suddenly disappeared, and the person suddenly calmed down.
He looked at the spiritual practitioners around him, only to find that they were all frozen.
then…
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...
The bodies of all spiritual practitioners are like broken glass, all shattered.
Whether it was Yi Kuangshi who ranked first in the British Sword Ranking, or the old man with blood sword, Jian Lanyi, Mighty Sword Valley Master... everyone's bodies were all chopped off, their souls were gone, the mountains were turned into particles, and the earth was instantly shattered. For the abyss, the sky is twisted, and the sun and moon are dimmed.
In an instant, these millions of spiritual cultivators were wiped out with one sword!
Millions of corpses!