"No!"
Ji Hao killed Yu Mi with one sword. Yu Mi, who claimed to have the power to predict the future, failed to predict his own death. Under the suppression of the laws of heaven in the Pangu world, his 100% strength was suppressed to only 35%, and he had no resistance. The power completely fell.
The Pangu Sword roared continuously, and the low and sonorous roar was not like a long sword, but like a heavy axe. Just killing Yu Mi, he also killed an innate treasure. This seemed to awaken some kind of primitive wildness in Pangu Sword. He shook slightly, causing Ji Hao's blood to boil violently. The damage caused by the arrow book's backlash quickly subsided amidst the roar of Pangu Sword.
Countless foreign nobles witnessed with their own eyes the scene where Ji Hao killed Yu Mi with one sword as if he were killing a chicken, and their minds went blank.
Fortunately, those 'colonial saints' who came from a conquered foreign world and relied on their own fighting to obtain high positions. They had been on the battlefield for a long time, and they were shocked by the death of a great nobleman, but they were not afraid. On the battlefield, people of any high status may fall, right
But for those local nobles who came from Panyu's world and enjoyed high positions, Yu Mi's death was a shock to their souls - Yu Mi, who claimed to be able to predict the future, was killed so easily. Behead? That is a majestic crowned saint!
Even when Ji Hao used the Nail-Head Seven Arrow Book Curse to kill the two crowned saints just now, it failed to have such a big impact on these local nobles.
Things like curse killing are too illusory. The visual impact brought by the invisible and traceless power of the curse is definitely far less than that of a face-to-face killing with blood all over the ground - Yu Mi was killed with a sword without any resistance. This It caused some kind of subversion in the psychology of many local nobles.
"Impossible!" Several young Yu clan nobles screamed with red faces and heart-breaking screams. Especially the young people of the Lanaohe family, they were as overwhelmed as the sky was falling, holding their heads in their hands and kneeling on the ground subconsciously.
The banquet hall that had just been in chaos became strangely quiet. The chaotic crowd stopped in horror and looked at Ji Hao with dull eyes, looking at the sword in his hand. There were also extremely wise and experienced foreign nobles on the battlefield. They looked at the four sword lights that Ji Hao swept out with increasing horror.
Ji Hao's cold and ruthless voice suddenly sounded in Yu Meng's ears: "Take your people, take your allies, and leave the hall!"
Yu Meng shivered violently, and the hair on his body suddenly stood up. A great sense of crisis descended out of nowhere. His eyes suddenly turned black, and his internal organs almost twitched. He turned around, glanced at several of his close subordinates, and then quickly sent a few warnings to some people in the hall using secret methods.
While doing this, Yu Meng had already led people to the entrance of the chaotic hall in an extremely arrogant manner. He pulled out a golden scepter decorated with a wolf's head, swept away the chaotic crowd blocking the entrance, and rushed out of the hall in large strides.
The moment Yu Meng rushed out of the hall, the four sword lights swung by Ji Hao had settled in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of the hall.
The dense sword light emitted cold light, like four huge swords standing in the corner of the hall. Accompanied by the sharp and piercing sound of the sword, the sword light suddenly changed color - standing in the east was the dark and deep sword light of the Avenue of Destruction; Standing to the west is the aura-filled sword light of the Creation Avenue; standing to the south is the golden sword light of the Sun Avenue; standing to the north is the cold and quiet silver sword light of the Taiyin Avenue.
The four-color sword light settled, with the place where Ji Hao's feet were as the core, an array of stars reflected in the sky, corresponding to the underground spiritual veins, and clouds and smoke rising up and down, as if there were countless mountains and rivers slowly flowing, suddenly spread out came, instantly covering the entire hall and the hundreds of thousands of foreign nobles in the hall.
This is Ji Hao's imitation of the Taoist Yu Yu's Slaying Sword Formation. With the help of the power of the heaven and earth formation, he mobilized the huge power of heaven and earth to form the heaven-slaying and earth-slaying sword formation. As soon as the formation was formed, the roof of the entire hall disappeared without a trace, leaving only countless ancient stars hanging quietly above everyone's heads like cold and heartless eyes, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.
The earth roared slightly, and turbulent and sharp winds roared along the ground. Wherever the invisible wind passed, the bodies of countless foreign nobles below the waist were cut with wounds that were as deep as the bones.
Regardless of whether they were wearing heavy armor or protected by secret treasures, when the invisible wind swept by, no one's clothes were torn in the slightest, but their bodies had been severely damaged.
There was rain of blood and screams could be heard endlessly. The highest-status saints present finally recovered from the shock and anger of Yu Mi being executed in public. They pointed at Ji Hao and shouted: "Kill him!"
Ji Hao smiled, and he raised the Pangu Sword. Yu Yu's swordsmanship set off waves of waves in his heart. His entire body turned into a sharp sword light, and the endless meaning of the swordsmanship swept through the void. , turning the entire hall into a dense sword field.
Countless rays of sword light fell from the sky, falling from the cold and ruthless stars of the ancient world, like a heavy rain covering everyone's body.
Countless rays of sword light erupted from the ground. The sword light, which was dozens of feet long, rotated rapidly against the ground like a windmill. Wherever the sword light passed, countless stumps and broken arms erupted like a volcanic eruption.
Countless sword energy meanders and flows in the air, like small streams, and then converges into a big river, and finally converges into a river. The river formed by countless sword energy condenses is surging, and wherever it passes, whether it is armor, battle robes, or secret treasures, , flesh, were all torn to pieces.
Sword, sword, sword…
The aliens in the hall were in a state of confusion. They seemed to see that everything in the hall had been transformed into extremely sharp swords due to the infection of some invisible force.
The long table turned into a sword, the bench turned into a sword, the wine cup turned into a sword, the wine jug turned into a sword, and even their own long hair turned into a strand under the erosion of the sword's will. The sword was straight and clanging.
Countless swords were dancing wildly, countless swords were stabbing at each other, and countless swords were eagerly devouring flesh and blood.
Large swaths of foreign nobles let out shrill howls. Before they could figure out where the strange things around their bodies came from, it was as if they were cut by countless extremely sharp swords at the same time, and their bodies suddenly exploded into a ball. Blood mist.
Sword shadows flew, sword aura flew into the sky, blood rolled in the hall, and evil aura surged into the sky. Hundreds of thousands of foreign nobles gathered here happily to prepare for a banquet and celebration, but most of them were slaughtered by the terrifying sword formation in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)