Martial God Space

Chapter 3776: perish together

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After a loud shout, Ye Xiwen's whole body directly knocked the chaos into nothingness, and he was in front of the Evil Corpse Mad Lord in an instant.

"Death Chaos!"

Ye Xiwen's sword fell directly. The whole chaos was shaking violently, and endless chaos energy surged out. What an amazing blow.

The Evil Corpse Mad Lord did not expect that Ye Xiwen would explode directly. He had a trump card, but Ye Xiwen also had a trump card. Both sides now had the most terrifying trump card.

"The power you borrowed is not yours after all. I will kill you!"

The Evil Corpse Mad Lord roared wildly and punched out. Although the power Ye Xiwen exploded at this time was really terrifying, he could see that although he seemed to be unparalleled in power, Ye Xiwen had a fundamental His weakness, this weakness, is himself.

Whether it was the Treasure Cloth of Creation, the Sword of Destiny, or the Supreme Ancestral Talisman, the power they unleashed was astonishing, but their common fatal weakness was Ye Xiwen himself.

He himself is too weak, which limits the performance of these treasures.

"Boom!"

The attacks from both sides still hit each other like a tide.

The Evil Corpse Mad Lord was severely cut in half by Ye Xiwen with the Sword of Destiny. It was extremely miserable, but Ye Xiwen himself was also blasted away, leaving a huge bloody hole in his chest.

At the last moment, the Evil Corpse Mad Lord knew that it was impossible to block the sword, so he decided to kill both sides.

Countless corpse energy breeds in Ye Xiwen's body. This is the last and most terrifying method of the evil corpse mad master.

It was originally used to attack half-step masters, but now it is used to attack Ye Xiwen. One can imagine what kind of attack Ye Xiwen is suffering at this time.

"Suppress me!"

Ye Xiwen forcibly suppressed the injuries on his body. At this time, he had no time to treat his injuries.

After suppressing the injuries on his body, Ye Xiwen flew out again. The Sword of Destiny in his hand was blooming with light all over the sky. The fairy light was shining like a line of horses in the whole chaos.

"No matter what cards you have, you are dead today!"

Ye Xiwen looked up to the sky and roared, and the whole chaos was immersed in his roar.

As the divine dynasty of creation accelerated its decline, countless living beings died tragically. The resentment of these living beings before their tragic death was transmitted into his mind, making him extremely angry.

"This sword will kill you on behalf of all the people in the world!"

The sword light ignited the entire chaos, and then it was like billions of sword lights condensed together, and they slashed down directly.

Opposite him, the Evil Corpse Mad Lord had no time to say anything more. In other words, he had no time to say anything. He only had time to put his body that had been cut in half back together, and then he fiercely moved towards the void. One punch blasted out a world of zombies, using the power of the world to suppress Ye Xiwen.

But this time, in front of this sword, he was too small, and there was no force that could stop him. The world of the corpse path that he blasted with one punch was no match at all, and it was destroyed on the spot.

It turned into corpse energy that filled the sky and dispersed into the chaos.

The force of this sword was not reduced, and the sword fell down, hitting the fist of the evil corpse mad master.

"Boom!"

The fist of the Evil Corpse Mad Lord was shattered on the spot, and was blown into a ball of blood mist in the air.

"ah!"

The Evil Corpse Mad Lord screamed. This blow was even more terrifying than the one just now. Ye Xiwen broke all his attacks with one sword. His attack again was unable to cause any damage to Ye Xiwen. .

This is the saddest part for him. Ye Xiwen won this game!

Thinking of those tragically dead creatures, Ye Xiwen's anger completely exploded! "

"boom!"

The sword fell hard, landing on the body of the Evil Corpse Mad Lord, directly killing the Evil Corpse Mad Lord. This sword was so terrifying that the entire chaos was cut into a billion-mile-long chain. Terrifying cracks, horrific scars that even Chaos cannot recover.

"The last sword!"

Ye Xiwen slashed the Evil Corpse Maniac to pieces with one sword, but did not stop. He knew that this blow had wounded the Evil Corpse Maniac, but it was not considered a kill. The half-step master's vitality was really terrifying. Well, if you let him go, the consequences will be unimaginable.

By then, no one knows how many living beings will suffer at his hands. In order to recover, these former supreme beings will do anything.

Opposite him, the evil zombie maniac had formed a new body, but at this time he had been severely injured. He was no longer as peak as before. It could be said that his whole body was covered with wounds. Blood continued to flow down.

Moreover, his full head of black hair turned completely white at some point, turning into a pure white, and all kinds of skin wrinkles appeared. This is almost impossible for a top expert like him. of.

The old age of the martyr!

But with that sword strike, all his life essence had been cut away, and he had no strength at all to maintain his peak state.

At this time, his face finally showed a look of fear. He was afraid of death. Yes, he was very afraid of death. If not, he would not have come to the Martial Arts Era to try his luck and collapse in the Martial Arts Era. In this gluttonous feast, he found his vitality.

He was so arrogant before that he didn't take Ye Xiwen seriously at all. He was confident that Ye Xiwen could not cause him any harm at all, but now it really looks like this is not the case at all.

Ye Xiwen truly has the ability to kill him!

"You're already like this, why are you still lingering? This sword will take you to where you should go!"

Ye Xiwen roared, and his aura increased crazily, becoming more and more terrifying. He wanted to kill an unparalleled master and achieve a feat that no one had ever done before.

After the Fortune God Dynasty's fund reached its peak and the God of Creation ruled the world, the God of Fortune Dynasty once again showed that people can do it.

"If you want to kill me, I will bury you with you!"

After experiencing the initial fear, the Evil Corpse Mad Lord fell into a terrifying rage. He had never been forced to such a desperate situation, and he did not lack the courage to fight to the death, if necessary. if.

After the battle until now, he was so seriously injured and his lifespan had come to an end. Even if he killed Ye Xiwen, he would not be able to catch up with the gluttonous feast.

He couldn't catch up with this eternal feast, but he could take Ye Xiwen away!

Take him to be buried with you!

After an angry roar, a terrifying force boiled out from his body and turned into a terrifying attack. It was a dark place where no light could be seen for eternity, and the endless corpse air filled the air. It is an unparalleled battlefield. No one knows where this place is.

And just on this battlefield, a figure emerged from the world. With his appearance, one person absorbed the stone energy that had been filled for hundreds of millions of years on the entire battlefield. He was born as an emperor, and even the sky would not tolerate him. Boundless disasters were brought upon him, but he was able to survive them all.

Wherever he goes, corpse paths spread. This is the scene of creation!

And he is the only Creator God!

This was the situation when he was born, and he integrated that scene into his martial arts, completely turning it into a terrifying move called Corpse Path Creation, which created this terrifying scene.

The vast world directly turned into a borderless tide, connecting the past, present and future, as if running through the long river of time, and then directly evolved into a blow, blasting towards Ye Xiwen.

In an instant, the entire chaos of the universe changed color. No matter what kind of strong man he was, he was shocked by this attack. What a terrifying attack it was, it was too strong.

Is this evil corpse mad master trying to reopen the corpse era in this chaos

This is the ultimate blow!

But the person who unleashed the ultimate blow was not only the Evil Corpse Mad Lord, but also Ye Xiwen. The Chaos Slashing he unleashed at this time had really reached its extreme.

Even those half-step masters have changed their colors.

"Are these two going to die together?"

Everyone was shocked by the attack of these two people. Such an attack, even for a half-step master, would require burning all the life force in the body to accomplish anything.

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying loud noise, and that ray of light seemed to be the light of creation, drowning everything. Chaos was annihilated and turned into nothingness. After these two terrifying attacks collided fiercely, the resulting frenzy was drowned. Everything overwhelmed the two of them.

This terrifying frenzy has even spread out of the battlefield and swept directly to several other battlefields. The half-step masters on other battlefields were shocked.

"Two died? Jiejie, just right!"

After the initial shock, Grandma Ghost just smiled coldly. Her expression was stern, and she was not moved at all by the death of the evil corpse mad master. There was no friendship between them in the first place. They just wanted to It’s just a gluttonous feast to carve up the martial arts era.

Now that one of them dies, they can all get more.

Moreover, he was also shocked by the blow just now. Ye Xiwen, the Heavenly Master, actually had the ability to threaten them. Now both of them were hurt, which was naturally a good thing.

She stepped up her offensive, but the sword master in front of her could no longer hold on any longer. Only half of his body was still fighting, and the remaining half had been cut off by the ghost grandma.

But he never gave up and refused to give up!

"The Dongtian Zun Seal on your body belongs to me, Jie Jie!" Grandma Gui smiled ferociously, looking at the Sword Master with cold eyes, as if looking at a dead person who has been dead for a long time. (To be continued.)