Wangchuan Tianjing, knowing his fate and asking for guilt, came with a sword, and billions of sword lights shot up into the sky.
In a world-shattering scene, under the cloud of swords that covered the sky and the moon, a figure with white hair in plain clothes stood in the sky, with murderous aura all over his body, and gods and ghosts were frightened.
The Wangchuan Heavenly Realm, which was destroyed by hundreds of millions of sword lights, was filled with rubble. On each huge rubble, stood a powerful fourth realm powerhouse. The most powerful people had reached the realm of kings.
"Too deceiving!"
In the void, God Wangchuan looked at the collapsed small world, his expression sank, he stepped on his feet and rose into the sky.
The Sovereign of the Royal Road came out in person, with golden light shining all over his body, heavy palms to destroy the dead, and attacked the sky to know his fate.
"boom!"
In the past, the co-owners of the world, the present Wangchuan God fought for the first time, the sword and the palm, the ultimate confrontation.
The two, one returned to the mortal body, the other flourished in the Spring and Autumn Period, when the heaven and earth from different eras fought against each other, and as soon as the war broke out, they were divided into clouds and mud.
The human sword rises, the purple divine light cuts through time and space, and the imperial way is boundless, but it cannot stop the edge of the human sword.
The blood stained the sky red, and God Wangchuan let out a grunt, and stepped back a few steps.
The absolute strength gap cannot be surpassed. Nine hundred years ago, nine hundred years later, the power of Zhiming has never changed.
The sword that transcends the boundaries of the human world forms itself in the three thousand avenues, and wherever the sword goes, it is invincible.
"Who the hell are you!"
Ten steps away, Lord Wang Chuan stabilized his body and looked at the white-haired young man in front of him with a shocked expression.
The nonsense was over, Ning Chen didn't say another word, his figure flashed past, and he jumped up.
With a loud bang, the human sword slashed the sky, and an earth-shattering sword cut through the night sky and descended from the sky.
Lord Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, folded his hands together, and blocked the attack.
The extreme road and the imperial road were violently impacted, and the arm of the Lord Wangchuan came with a huge force, and his body quickly fell down.
In the void, the fallen God of Wangchuan smashed boulders one after another, and barely stopped at a distance of thousands of meters.
In the sky, Su Yi's figure disappeared, and instantly came to the front of God Wangchuan.
The human sword was swung down, the sword mighty and mighty, and the God of Forgotten River was smashed out in front of him again.
Absolute swordsmanship, invincible in the world, even if the cultivation base is completely lost, today's Zhiming, the strength is far above all the emperor's supreme.
After nine hundred years of silence, except for those who participated in the battle of the Demon Killer, very few people in the world can recognize the appearance of fate, and the same is true of the Lord Wangchuan.
However, no longer acquaintances, the battle has ended, and the Lord of Wangchuan also vaguely guessed the identity of the person who came.
There is only one person in the world who can cultivate such a sword!
The former co-lord of the world, the Marquis of Fate!
"boom!"
Before he could finish his thoughts, Jianguang rushed forward again, and the continuous offensive did not leave the slightest chance for respite.
Lord Wangchuan stepped back a few steps, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"drink!"
Unwilling to lose at this point, the Lord of Wangchuan gave a deep shout, and the golden light all over his body rose into the sky, the supreme imperial might, shaking the entire Wangchuan star.
The Supreme Emperor of the Imperial Dao, the supreme powerhouse who was supposed to be invincible for an era, is now being forcibly suppressed. The Lord Wangchuan is uncontrollable in his heart, and the origin of the Imperial Dao rises sharply, trying to reverse this disastrous battle.
Seeing this, Ning Chen's expression did not change in the slightest. He stepped out and disappeared again.
The only person in the world who can control the two heaven and earth gods, Huang Quan and years at the same time, Ning Chen manipulates the laws of time and space, and his combat power is doubled.
The movement technique that cannot be captured, every time Suyi appears, it is at the most difficult point to defend.
The rumble shook violently, and a sound was pressed, and the sword light was fatal. Around the God of Wangchuan, one after another boulders were crushed into dust by the aftermath of the war.
Strong, strong, strong, strong is beyond words, the first person in the world of martial arts reproduces the world-shattering combat power.
From the corner of the mouth of God Wangchuan, blood splashed out again and again, and the laws of the emperor's way that permeated his body were constantly impacted by sword energy, and were riddled with holes.
The sword that is difficult to resist, even the Supreme Emperor of the Imperial Way can't compete, the injuries accumulated, and gradually reached the limit.
"What are you still doing, don't take action!"
Pushing to the limit, Lord Wang Chuan glanced at everyone outside the battle situation and said angrily.
Under the imperial order, outside the battle, on the boulders, all the fourth realm powerhouses looked at each other, forcibly suppressed the shock and fear in their hearts, and rushed towards the battle.
"Help Zhou to abuse, be punished!"
In the void, Ning Chen said in a cold voice, the sword turned and the sword reached the sky.
After an instant, the sky and the sword cloud stirred, and the endless sword pressure spread out, and the sky and the earth changed color.
"boom!"
In the cloud of swords, thunder strikes, and after an instant, hundreds of millions of swords rush down from the sky, like a rain of swords, descending on the world.
The most terrifying sight, all the fourth-level powerhouses in the Forgotten River Heavenly Realm were horrified, and they used all their strength to resist the sword robbery that fell from the sky!
"what!"
The next moment, Jian Yu descended, and in the battle, screams sounded, the fourth-level powerhouse who once ruled the world is now like a candle in the wind, and even his life is not under his control.
In the center of the battle situation, the heart of Wangchuan God was surging, and it was hard to believe the scene in front of him.
The gap, the absolute strength, is difficult to make up, making people desperate.
"Your blood, the sinful are not worthy of falling into the world."
In the void, Ning Chen spoke coldly, the sword light waved, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged. The blood of all the fourth realm powerhouses quickly condensed and turned into an island of blood, floating in the heaven and earth.
"You are left!"
Ning Chen looked away, looked at the Lord Wangchuan not far away, and said coldly, "Today, you have no way out!"
The words fell, and Ning Chen's figure swept out again, with extremely fast speed and incomparably powerful combat power, like a god of killing, who would never stop swearing by his sword.
The God of Wangchuan was stunned, and he raised his hand to save his life, and an unprecedented force surged out.
"Um?"
Ning Chen felt it, the figure turned over, and in an instant, he flew out a hundred miles away.
In front of the void, the sky and the earth are rumbling, and the void is swallowed up by an inexplicable force, like a black swamp, spreading continuously.
An unusual move, never seen before, Ning Chen's expression was slightly condensed, and he swung a sword, shaking away the power that was constantly swallowed up from afar.
"drink!"
Seeing the former avoid him, Lord Wangchuan's fearful heart calmed down a little, he snorted, and the black air flow around his body stirred, turbid and cold.
Seeing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. This kind of power is not the law of the emperor, nor is it like any kind of power in the world.
More like, the power of gods and demons!
The suspicion in his heart was difficult to confirm, Ning Chen no longer hesitated, and with one footstep, he quickly swept forward.
Lord Wangchuan snorted coldly, and also swept out, the black air current was turbulent, corroding the world.
Ning Chen's figure rushed into the black air current, protecting the body with spiritual energy from the surrounding world, forcibly resisting the unfamiliar force.
"呲呲"
A strong sound of corrosion sounded, and around Ning Chen, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly dissipated, and it was difficult to stop the erosion of the black airflow.
"You have fallen so far. As the supreme emperor, you are truly a disgrace to the human race!"
Feeling the dark and bloody power in the black airflow, Ning Chen's heart was full of anger, the divine forbidden was opened, and the power of the gods and demons was forcibly separated.
The power of the gods and demons is difficult to enter, and the God of Wangchuan is shocked and unbelievable.
"Shh!"
Within three steps, Ning Chen swung the sword in his hand, and the black air flowed away.
Blood poured down like rain, and God Wangchuan let out a grunt, and stepped back a few steps.
On the chest, the blood overflowed, the robe was dyed red, and the face of the Lord of Forgetting River once again raised the color of fear. For the first time in a thousand years, he felt that death was so close.
"Shh!"
Unable to breathe, the human sword Guanghua slashed again, and the left arm of the God of Wangchuan flew down in response, blood spurting out, fogging his eyes.
"you!"
Severe pain added to his body, and God Wangchuan was shocked and angry, he didn't dare to fight again, and turned around to flee.
"On the battlefield, the wound on the back of a soldier is shame, you, the name of the strong man!"
Ning Chen swung his sword, and the sword light broke through time and space, and slashed towards the fleeing God of Wangchuan.
"Bah!"
The sword light passed by, and a terrifying sword wound appeared on the back of Lord Wangchuan. The wound was extremely deep, and the keel was visible.
The severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made Lord Wangchuan's face distorted and he almost fainted. However, with the support of his survival instinct, his figure continued to swept forward.
A hundred miles, a thousand miles... With the loss of blood, consciousness gradually became blurred, and the Lord of Wangchuan had already forgotten how far he had escaped, and just fled forward mechanically.
All around, the scene gradually changed, the snow and ice were falling, and it was extremely cold.
"This is?"
Lord Wangchuan stopped and looked around, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. Could it be that he has already reached the extreme north
Finally escaped the pursuit of that person!
"Aren't you escaping?"
At this moment, in the void, space ripples appeared, a figure with plain clothes and white hair walked out, the sword was swung, and a sword sealed the throat.
"Uh!"
Lord Wangchuan's eyes shrank fiercely, and the light before his death flashed back, and his body trembled violently.
Ning Chen stepped forward, grabbed the former's throat that was spewing blood, and said with murderous intent, "Tell me, where are their souls!"
The brilliance in the eyes of God Wangchuan, filled with hatred, said hoarsely, "You will never be able to save them!"
"Crack!"
Ning Chen's left hand used another three-point force to crush the former's throat bone by 50%, and said coldly, "There is a method in the world called Soul Search. Why do you think I will keep your soul immortal."
Hearing the three words Soul Search, Lord Wangchuan trembled, and a look of fear clearly flashed in his eyes.
The technique of searching for souls is a forbidden technique. It can turn a person alive into an idiot. Those who are searched for souls can be said to be unable to seek death, and it is extremely painful.
However, after a while, Lord Wangchuan's trembling body gradually calmed down and said helplessly, "Master Ziwei, you are the co-owner of the world, how could you possibly practice this technique, if you really know this technique, you don't need to talk to me here. Silly."
"Don't cry without seeing the coffin!"
Finally losing patience, Ning Chen used his left hand to crush the former's throat.
The body was destroyed, and in the spiritual platform of the God of Wangchuan, the spirit immediately escaped from the body and wanted to escape.
"Can you escape!"
Ning Chen raised his hand and grasped the void, the world around him, time and space stopped, turning into a cage to lock the soul of the God of Wangchuan.
In the cage of heaven and earth, the divine soul of Lord Wangchuan struggled violently, but it was difficult to break free from the shackles of time and space.
"I'll let you spit out everything you've done, bit by bit!" Ning Chen waved his hand to restrain Wang Chuan's soul, and said coldly. Just when the Lord of Wangchuan died, at the boundary of the Wangchuan Star Region, a pair of cold eyes opened and looked into the distance.