Tang Chen (who had regained consciousness at this moment) suddenly raised his head and looked around. I saw several figures floating in the air, each with an extremely powerful aura, especially the old man with blond hair and white robes at the head. Although his appearance had gone through the years, his aura and outline were familiar... "Qian...Qiandaoliu?!" Tang Chen's pupils shrank and he shouted, "It's you! You He's still alive!" Immediately, a hint of bitter self-mockery appeared on his face, "It seems... you have also failed and failed to pass the test of the Angel God..."
Qian Daoliu's figure slowly descended and landed not far from Tang Chen, looking at his former lifelong enemy and best friend with a complicated expression. The Tang Chen in front of him has long lost the all-powerful and heroic Haotian Douluo style of the past. All that remains is the vicissitudes and fatigue that have been tormented by years and suffering, but the pride and perseverance in his eyes have not changed.
"Yes, I failed too." Qian Daoliu sighed, "I chose another path, the Guardian Angel Temple, waiting for the new successor. But you... Tang Chen, what happened to you in these years? Why did you become like this? And became the king of killing in this killing city?"
The two old men who had stood at the top of the continent for nearly a hundred years met again in this sinful place. For a moment, they were relatively speechless, with only complex emotions flowing in the air. They briefly described their experiences over the years. Qian Daoliu mentioned the development of Wuhun Palace, the changes in the mainland, and also mentioned... Haotian Sect's genius twins and the current situation.
When he heard the words "Haotian Sect", Tang Chen's turbid eyes suddenly burst into frightening light, and asked urgently: "Haotian Sect? How is my sect?"
Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, glanced at Golden Crocodile Douluo and others next to him, and finally decided to tell the truth. He said solemnly: "Tang Chen, the situation in the mainland has changed dramatically. With the rise of the Wuhun Empire, the unification war is inevitable. The Shangsan Sect... stands on the opposite side of the empire. Jiayuguan In the first battle, the Haotian Sect...Tang Xiao, Tang Hao...and all the Haotian Sect elders who participated in the battle were all killed. The Haotian Sect...has been destroyed in name only."
"What?!"
Like thunder in the sky! Tang Chen's body swayed violently, the color on his face instantly faded, and the newly restored clarity in his eyes was instantly swallowed up by endless shock, disbelief, and overwhelming grief and anger!
"Xiao'er...Hao'er...all...died in battle?! Haotian Sect...is gone?!" He murmured to himself, and every word seemed to be laced with blood and tears. His lifelong efforts, the sect he protected, were... all destroyed in one fell swoop? !
An indescribable aura of violence erupted from his body like a volcano! The killing thoughts that had just been suppressed were once again aroused by this huge stimulation, mixed with the overwhelming anger of bereavement and family destruction, and almost burned his reason to death again!
"Qian! Dao! Liu!" Tang Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes instantly turned blood red, filled with crazy killing intent. He stared at Qian Daoliu, his voice was as hoarse as the roar of a beast, "It's you! It's your Spirit Hall! It's you who killed my descendants! Destroyed my sect! Old man! I will fight you until death!! Ahhhhhh!"
Complete madness took over his mind again! But this time, what drives this body is no longer the evil thoughts of the Nine-Headed Bat King, but the extreme grief and anger of Tang Chen himself after losing everything! And this power is far more terrifying than before!
Boom!
A huge, dark red magic sword, entwined with the aura of endless killing, with a ferocious demon head on the hilt, appeared out of thin air in Tang Chen's hand! ——Shura Demonic Sword!
The terrifying murderous aura of Shura swept across all directions, even purer and more heart-stopping than the previous blood evil realm!
"Brother!" Upon seeing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately stood in front of Qian Daoliu with a solemn expression, "He's crazy! Let me do it!"
Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Chen, who looked like a madman and held a magic sword, with a trace of regret flashing in his eyes, but more of a solemn look. He knew that any explanation at this moment was in vain. He slowly took a step back and said in a deep voice: "Second brother, be careful! The one in his hand is the Shura Demon Sword, which is extremely powerful! At this moment, he is the real combination of 'Haotian Douluo' and 'King of Slaughter'!" The fighting spirit boiled, "I have long wanted to meet you, a person as famous as my elder brother! Let you see the strength of my newly promoted ninety-ninth level! The golden field, fully open!"
The bright golden light burst out again, clashing with the dark red Shura murderous field!
"Kill!" Tang Chen let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice. He held the Shura Demon Sword in his hand, his body turned into a stream of blood, and he slashed down with the sword! A simple chop, but it contains the terrifying killing will to tear the world apart and judge everything! Before the sword arrived, the fierce sword intent was about to tear apart Golden Crocodile Douluo's golden domain!
"Well done! Golden Crocodile Heaven-shaking Fist!" Golden Crocodile Douluo did not dare to neglect, he concentrated the power of the Golden Crocodile King into his right fist, and punched out, the huge golden fist shadow hit the sword like a mountain!
Boom——! ! !
This collision is far greater than before! The golden fist shadow and the dark red sword light were annihilated crazily, and the shock wave generated directly completely razed all the surrounding buildings within hundreds of meters to the ground! Even the male lion, Qingluan and others who were watching the battle had to retreat continuously and use their soul power to resist!
Deng Deng Deng! Golden Crocodile Douluo was so shocked by this sword that he took three steps back. A shallow white mark appeared on his fist, and there was a faint pain! There was a look of horror on his face, what a powerful attack! This Shura Demonic Sword is indeed terrifying!
"Nine Jue of Haotian·Shock!" Although Tang Chen was crazy, his fighting instinct seemed to be stimulated to the extreme. He walked up to him like a ghost, the Shura Demon Sword trembled violently at a strange frequency, and with the power of shaking and disintegrating all defenses, it pointed at Golden Crocodile Douluo's chest!
"Golden Crocodile Scale Armor!" Golden Crocodile Douluo shouted, the golden scales on his chest glowed brightly, resisting this sword!
锵! Sparks fly! Golden Crocodile Douluo was knocked back again, and blood surged in his chest!
"Broken!" "Broken!" "Tangled!"... The Shura Demonic Sword in Tang Chen's hand seemed to come to life, perfectly integrating the essence of the Clear Sky Hammer into the swordsmanship. The attack was like a violent storm, with the unique sense of domineering and power of the Clear Sky Hammer. Each sword was powerful and heavy, yet cunning and sharp!
Golden Crocodile Douluo brought the defense and strength of the Golden Crocodile King's spirit to the extreme, using his fists, claws, and tail at the same time, like a ferocious beast in human form, fighting fiercely with Tang Chen! The roar was endless, and the entire killing city continued to collapse and destroy under the fierce battle between the two!
This is already the top competition in mainland China! It is the collision between the ultimate defense and power of the Golden Crocodile King and the ultimate attack and killing of the Shura Demonic Sword!
For a time, the fight was so evenly matched that it was hard to tell the difference!
Qian Daoliu watched with furrowed brows. He could see that Golden Crocodile could temporarily deal with the crazy Tang Chen with its new breakthrough level and strong defense, but after a long battle, facing the indestructible Shura Demonic Sword and Tang Chen's miraculous fighting skills, he would definitely suffer!
"Can't delay any longer!" Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with determination. Tang Chen must be subdued as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous! He slowly raised his hand, and behind him, the angel's shadow loomed.
Tang Chen, who fell into madness, seemed to feel the threat, and his attacks became more violent. The bloody light on the Shura Demon Sword almost turned into substance! A sword attacked the golden crocodile...
Golden Crocodile Douluo's huge body crashed to the ground. His hard golden scales were covered with sword marks of varying depths. The deepest one almost penetrated his shoulder blade. Blood gushes out, dyeing the ground beneath him dark red. He was panting violently, and every breath affected his serious injuries. His eyes were full of disbelief and horror. The aura of killing and destruction contained in that dark red giant sword not only tore apart his defense, but also almost froze the origin of his martial spirit.
Tang Chen stood majestically, with the Shura Demon Sword pointing diagonally at the ground. The dark red brilliance of the sword circulated and buzzed, as if he was excited by drinking the blood of a strong man. He also had scars on his body, but compared to Golden Crocodile, they were almost negligible. The surging Shura divine power surged through his body like a tidal wave, making him look like a demon returning from hell. The pressure enveloped the whole place and was suffocating.
At this moment of deathly silence and shock, a peaceful but extremely majestic voice broke the silence:
"That's enough."
The voice was not high, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, with a strange power that calmed all restlessness.
A golden light fell from the sky, holy, warm, and vast, as if it was condensed with the light from the core of the sun. The light dissipated, and an old man quietly appeared in front of Golden Crocodile Douluo. He was wearing a simple golden robe, with white beard and hair, but his face was as rosy as a baby's, and his specific age could not be seen. The most eye-catching thing is his eyes, which are as clear as the blue sky and as deep as the vast sea of stars, containing endless wisdom and majesty.
He did not look at the seriously injured Golden Crocodile behind him. He just waved his hand lightly, and a halo of pure divine energy enveloped Golden Crocodile Douluo. The terrible wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it could not be healed instantly, at least it stopped deterioration.
"Brother..." Golden Crocodile Douluo struggled to speak, with shame in his tone.
Qian Daoliu raised his hand slightly to stop what he was going to say, and looked calmly at Tang Chen, who was facing him with a fierce aura.
The blood in Tang Chen's eyes dimmed slightly, but his fighting spirit became even higher.
One side is as dark as blood, with murderous intent piercing the bones, as if it is dragging the world into boundless purgatory.
One side is golden and holy, shining brightly, as if to purify and burn all evil.
Two completely opposite god-level domain powers collided fiercely in the air, making a heart-wrenching "chichi" sound. The space began to distort, blur, and even tiny black cracks appeared! Everyone watching the battle, whether they were the spirit masters of the Wuhun Palace or the powerful men spying from afar, were all shocked and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by the terrifying collision of fields.
He took one step forward, and the ground exploded. He looked like a bloody meteor, carrying the terrifying power of judging all things and slaying gods and demons, and slashed down towards Qian Daoliu!
The power of this sword is far greater than any previous blow against Golden Crocodile Douluo! Wherever the sword edge passed, the space was forcibly torn apart, leaving a long black trail that could not be healed for a long time.
Faced with this earth-shattering sword, Qian Daoliu's expression remained calm, but his eyes had become extremely sharp. He was well aware of the power of the Shura Demonic Sword and would never dare to neglect it in the slightest.
"Angel Holy Sword!"
He shouted lowly and held it empty in his right hand. Endless light and sacred energy instantly gathered together, condensing into a huge holy sword made purely of golden divine light. On the holy sword, the flames of Seraph are burning, and the runes are flowing, exuding the brilliant power of purifying the world.
He did not choose to dodge, but faced the falling bloody giant blade and waved the angel holy sword in his hand!
「Holy Judgment!」
Gold and dark red, two extreme colors, two sword blades containing the power of different gods, collided in mid-air!
——!!!!!!‖
The deafening sound of gold and iron echoed throughout the world, and the terrifying sound turned into a substantial shock wave, spreading crazily in a circular shape in all directions, knocking down houses in the distance, and lifting up the ground layer by layer!
The center point of the collision erupted with enough light to instantly blind a mortal's eyes, as if a small sun exploded there! The destructive energy turbulence raged crazily, tearing everything apart.
Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu's figures shook violently at the same time, and they each slid back dozens of meters before they stabilized their bodies.
The first confrontation was evenly divided!
Tang Chen's arms were slightly numb, and his heart was awe-inspiring. Qian Daoliu's use of the angel's divine power has reached an advanced level. The divine power is peaceful but extremely tough, which happens to restrain the killing and corrosive characteristics of his Shura divine power to a certain extent.
Qian Daoliu was also shocked in his heart. The light and shadow of the angel holy sword in his hand dimmed slightly, and there was a faint sting from the tiger's mouth. Tang Chen's power was extremely domineering, and what was even more terrifying was that the cold murderous intention contained in the Shura divine power was so pervasive that it could penetrate through the angelic flames and try to erode his mind.
"Okay! Take another move from me!" Tang Chen's fighting spirit boiled. He shook the Shura Demonic Sword, followed the sword, and attacked again. This time, the sword power was no longer a simple slash, but turned into a bloody sword shadow that filled the sky. Each sword shadow was extremely solid, containing the sharpness of tearing apart the soul, like a blood prison net, moving toward Qiandaoliu.
Qian Daoliu's eyes condensed, and the phantom of the seraph behind him spread out its six wings, and endless holy light spurted out.
"Angel·Holy Light Spiritual Array!"
The angel's holy sword danced in his hand, drawing countless mysterious golden trajectories, and instantly laid out layers and layers of defensive barriers composed of sacred runes in front of him. On top of the barrier, the holy flames were blazing, and the power of light was as rich as liquid.
log。 Every time the sword shadow shattered, a layer of barriers dimmed and shattered. The power of holy light and blood evil annihilated each other, energy fragments flew in all directions, and the scene was thrilling.
In the blink of an eye, all the bloody sword shadows dissipated, and only the last thin layer of the holy light barrier spread by thousands of streams remained.
The control of power by both of them has reached its peak, and the transition between offense and defense is dazzlingly fast.
The moment Qian Daoliu grabbed the barrier to offset the last sword shadow, he launched a counterattack. His figure flashed, as if blending into the light, and instantly appeared on Tang Chen's flank.
"Holy Glory·Spear of Light!"
The Holy Angel Sword disappeared, he put his hands together, and an extremely condensed golden spear shining with dazzling light instantly condensed, and shot towards Tang Chen's ribs at a speed beyond visual capture! This blow maximizes the speed and penetrating power of light!
Tang Chen has rich combat experience. The moment the sense of crisis hit, the Shura Demonic Sword had already spun to block.
"Asura·Block!"
The thick blade of the demon sword accurately stopped in front of the light spear.
咚!
With a muffled sound, the light spear exploded, turning into countless golden light spots and dissipating. Although Tang Chen successfully blocked it, his body was staggered by the huge force contained in it.
Qian Daoliu's attack was like a tidal wave, without interruption. His figure flashed again and appeared in another direction. With his hands swaying, countless golden feathers condensed by the sacred flame shot towards Tang Chen like a gust of wind and rain.
"Angel·Thousand Feathers Kill!"
Tang Chen roared angrily, and the Shura Demon Sword danced airtight, forming a dark red sword curtain.
「Shura Sword Prison!」
Ding-ding-dang-dang...the intensive collision sound is like a heavy rain hitting plantains. Most of the light feathers were crushed by the sword curtain, but some fish that slipped through the net penetrated the defense and made small wounds on his body. The holy flames burned at the wounds, sending bursts of stinging pain. They tried to invade the body, but were forced out and annihilated by the majestic Shura divine power.
Two peerless Douluo at the pinnacle of the world, each representing the will of the gods behind them, had an earth-shattering showdown in this killing place. Their speed is getting faster and faster, and their power is released without reservation, hitting from the ground to the air. Every collision triggers strange phenomena in the sky and earth, thunder and lightning, and howling wind, as if the end of the world is coming.
The angelic power of Qiandaoliu is majestic, both offensive and defensive. It is especially good at long-range attacks and energy control. The purifying power of the holy flame has a strong restraint on the evil spirits in the world. However, Tang Chen's Shura divine power is a god-king level power with an extremely high level. Although its attributes are biased toward killing evil, it is by no means an ordinary evil spirit. Its pure power and destructive characteristics greatly reduce the purification effect of Qiandaoliu.
Tang Chen's attacks were wide open and closed, extremely domineering, and the Shura Demonic Sword was indestructible. Every blow contained the terrifying power of shattering mountains and seas, forcing Qian Daoliu to concentrate all his energy to deal with it, and it often required more soul power to resolve the terrifying impact.
The battle fell into a stalemate, and neither side could completely overwhelm the other in a short period of time.
Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind: "Continuing like this is not an option. His Demonic Shura Sword's attack power is too strong. Although my Holy Angel Sword can resist it, it will be lost if it is defended for a long time. Moreover, his divine power seems to be endless. Is it because he is blessed by the Demonic Shura Sword? We must change our strategy..."
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he once again used speed to close the distance. He slowly raised his hands, and the golden light around him became extremely restrained, but his aura increased at an alarming speed.
"Tang Chen, take my last move! This move will determine the outcome, as well as life and death!"
The phantom of the Seraphim behind him became extremely solid, as if a real angel god had descended into the world. The vast sacred pressure made all the members of the Killing City watching the battle from a distance unable to help but want to worship.
The sky seems to have completely turned into a golden kingdom of God!
Tang Chen felt the extremely condensed terrifying energy that could threaten his life. His pupils suddenly shrank, but the fighting spirit on his face burned to the top.
Hmph He held the Shura Demonic Sword tightly with both hands and raised it high above his head. All the Shura divine power around him, and even the monstrous killing energy, poured into the sword crazily.
"Just what I want! Come, Qiandaoliu!"
The Shura Demonic Sword buzzed like never before, and the dark red light swallowed up all the surrounding light. The sword seemed to turn into a miniature black hole, pulling everything and destroying everything. A huge bloody demonic shadow loomed behind him, looking at the world indifferently.
The final showdown is about to begin!
The entire battlefield, the air solidified, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the ultimate light and the ultimate killing, condensing crazily, waiting for the final explosion! Everyone held their breath, their hearts almost jumped out of their chests, and their eyes were fixed on the two figures that looked like gods and demons in the sky.
A trace of determination flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and the solid seraph shadow behind him suddenly merged with his own body! The vast sacred energy compressed and condensed inward at an unprecedented speed, and all of it merged into the radiant angel holy sword in his hand. The size of the holy sword has not increased, but the light on it is so intense that it is impossible to look directly at it. The space around the sword body continues to collapse and repair in a cycle, as if it cannot withstand this extreme power.
「Angel·God’s Glory Slash!」
He shouted loudly, his voice solemn and solemn, as if the gods were pronouncing judgment. The holy sword in his hand fell slowly, without any earth-shattering momentum. There was only a golden thin line that was pure and condensed to the extreme, splitting the sky and spreading silently towards Tang Chen. This blow contained his entire understanding of the divine power of angels and his lifelong cultivation. It also mobilized the huge power of faith. It was a blow that transcended the ordinary world!
Facing this return to nature but extremely dangerous blow, Tang Chen's pupils contracted and he felt unprecedented pressure. But the pride in his bones and the monstrous fighting spirit brought by the Shura Demonic Sword will not allow him to retreat!
"Shura·Destroy the world!"
He let out a thunderous roar and poured the Asura power rushing in his body into the Asura Demonic Sword without any reservation. The demonic sword made a joyful and bloodthirsty roar, and the dark red lines on the sword pulsated violently like blood vessels. The terrifying aura of killing and will to destroy soared into the sky, even triggering the clouds high in the sky to form a huge bloody vortex!
The muscles in his arms were stretched, and the blood vessels were bulging. He vigorously swung the magic sword that seemed to weigh more than a mountain. A dark red sword of destruction slashed across the sky and the earth. Wherever it passed, everything withered, and the space was shattered inch by inch like a broken mirror, revealing the dark void behind!
The thin golden thread and the dark red sword collided in mid-air!
The expected shocking explosion did not happen immediately.
At the point where the two come into contact, time and space seem to have frozen for a moment.
The next moment——
Buzz! ! !
A horrifying shock wave that cannot be described in words was the first to erupt! The pure energy turbulence swept wildly in all directions like a tsunami.
Immediately afterwards, the ultimate light and the ultimate dark killing energy suddenly exploded!
The sky seemed to be torn in half, one half was pure gold, and the other half was bloodthirsty dark red! The strong light swallowed up everything, and all the spectators were temporarily blinded in an instant, and their ears were shaken by the devastating sound wave and lost their hearing!
At the center of the explosion, two figures shot out like meteorites!
The phantom of the Holy Angel Sword in Qian Daoliu's hand shattered suddenly, turning into golden light spots that filled the sky and dissipated. His face was as white as paper, a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, his body fell uncontrollably, and his breath was instantly sluggish to the extreme. After all, he relied on the weapon condensed by his own soul power and the power of faith. Facing the real artifact Shura Demon Sword, he fell into a disadvantage in this ultimate confrontation without any fancy! Although he managed to save his life by virtue of his ninety-ninth level of peak cultivation and the special nature of the angelic power, his internal organs had been severely damaged by Shura's power, his meridians were damaged, and he had completely lost the ability to fight again in a short period of time.
Tang Chen also felt uncomfortable. Although he defeated half of the attacks with the power of the Shura Demonic Sword, how could it be easy for Qiandaoliu to take that blow that was the result of a lifetime of cultivation and faith? The terrifying impact also caused his internal organs to shift, his energy and blood boiled endlessly, and the jaws of the hands holding the sword burst apart, dripping with blood. More importantly, the continuous fierce battles with the two peak Douluo, Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu, especially the final showdown with Qian Daoliu, were a huge drain on his spirit and soul power. The injuries on his body were already quite heavy when added up.
He barely managed to stabilize his body and landed on the messy ground. He used the Shura Demonic Sword to support his body and panted violently. The light in his dark red eyes flashed, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress the injuries and the churning blood in his body.
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The five priests, who had been waiting for a long time and had been making eye contact for a long time, saw Qian Daoliu falling seriously injured. Tang Chen was obviously at the juncture when his old strength had just been exhausted, his new strength had not yet been regenerated, and his injuries were not serious. Without any hesitation, he launched an attack at the same time!
They knew that Tang Chen was no match for him if he fought alone, even if he was injured. But when five people join forces and their strength is greatly increased, the chances are great!
"Ninth Soul Skill·Ten Thousand Jun Destroy Kill!" - Qianjun Douluo (level 96) took the lead in launching it, and the true form of the Panlong Stick martial spirit appeared. The giant stick carried the terrifying power of collapsing mountains and cracking the ground, like a pillar of heaven collapsing, hitting Tang Chen's head! The strength is even stronger than before!
"The Ninth Soul Skill·Conquer Demons and Demons!" - Demon-Conquering Douluo (Level 97) took action almost simultaneously. The Coiling Dragon Staff waved out stick shadows all over the sky, blocking the space for Tang Chen to dodge. The wind of the stick was unparalleled and fierce, and there were bursts of dragon roars.
"The Ninth Soul Skill: Ice Flame Extermination Arrow!" - Light Feather Douluo (level 96) was suspended in the air, and the holy ice flame bow was drawn to the full moon. An arrow that combined the ultimate cold and blazing holy flames instantly condensed, locked onto Tang Chen's aura, and shot out with a whoosh! Wherever the arrow passes, the space is half frozen and half burning, the trajectory is erratic, and the power is terrifying!
"The Ninth Soul Skill: The Fury of the Sky-Burning Lion King!"——Lion Douluo (level 99) let out a deafening roar, and the martial soul's true body, the Flame Lion, roared to the sky. The endless dark red flames were like a volcano erupting, turning into a huge flaming lion, opening its sky-devouring maw, and pounced on Tang Chen from the front. The temperature of the flames was so high that it seemed to be able to burn the void! As a level 99 peerless Douluo, his attack power is the most terrifying!
"The ninth soul skill: Qingyao Star Meteor Strike!" - Qingluan Douluo (level 97) transformed into a stream of cyan light, and his body and martial soul Qingfeng Xingyao Qingluan merged into one, like a cyan star falling from the sky, carrying unparalleled impact and sharpness that could tear everything apart, piercing Tang Chen's heart from the side and back! The speed is so fast that it is the best in the field!
Five super Douluo, including one at level ninety-nine, and four strong men at level ninety-six and seven whose strength had greatly increased, at the same time, launched their strongest ninth soul skill without reservation!
Attacks come from all directions, up, down, left, right, front and back! The destructive energy fluctuation instantly completely submerged the area where Tang Chen was. The soul powers of various attributes intertwined, collided, and were annihilated, forming an absolute death zone!
The moment Tang Chen said "hands on", his hair stood on end. The unprecedented sense of fatal crisis was like ice water on top, almost suffocating him!
"My life is at an end!"
Faced with this inevitable and unstoppable fatal situation, a generation of Haotian Douluo actually let out such a sad and unwilling cry of pain!
But Tang Chen, even if he died, was destined to die in battle! They are definitely not people who sit back and wait for death!
"Roar!!!"
His eyes turned blood red in an instant, and he was frantically squeezing every bit of Shura's divine power and soul power in his body like burning the source of his life, even regardless of the aggravation of his injuries! The Shura Demonic Sword felt the master's will to die and burst out with unprecedented screams and bloody light!
"Shura...Blood Prison...Burning Sky!!"
He gave up all defenses, put all his remaining power into the Shura Demon Sword, and then centered on himself, violently swung out a circular bloody sword! Within the sword, there seemed to be endless grievances howling, and the will to kill and destroy was solid, trying to crush all the deadly attacks coming from all directions!
Boom! Boom boom boom! ! !
The deafening explosions were continuous, as if the whole world was crying!
Tang Chen's decisive blow was truly terrifying to the extreme. The ring-shaped sword actually instantly chopped off most of the stick shadows of Qianjun and Jiangmo, split open the head of the Flame Lion of Lion Douluo, and even deflected the green meteor transformed by Qingluan Douluo!
However, the ninth soul skill jointly launched by the five greatly enhanced priests, with its superimposed power, has exceeded the limit that he can bear in his current seriously injured state!
Light Ling Douluo's Ice Flame Extermination Arrow was the first to penetrate the weakening of the sword's gang and hit hard on the body of Tang Chen's Shura Demon Sword. The two completely opposite forces of extreme cold and extreme heat burst out at the same time, eroding his arms and meridians crazily!
Immediately afterwards, the Qingluan star strike that was deflected but not completely dissipated brushed past his ribs, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood, and even white bones could be seen!
As for the front, although the flaming lion was cut open, the remaining flaming claws transformed by Lion Douluo's ninety-ninth level terrifying soul power slapped Tang Chen's chest firmly!
Click!
The heartbreaking sound of bone cracking can be heard clearly!
At the same time, the aftermath of Qianjun and Jiangmo's chopped but still powerful sticks hit his back and shoulders like a heavy hammer!
The momentum on his body collapsed like an avalanche, and the blood in his eyes quickly dimmed. The Shura Demonic Sword let out a cry, and the blood light converged and became dim.
His majestic body shook violently several times, and finally he could no longer hold it up and fell to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust. He fell in a pool of blood, his breath was extremely weak, he completely lost consciousness, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Five worshipers fell around him, all with unstable breaths and pale faces. It was obvious that the explosion just now had consumed a lot of them. They looked at Tang Chen who fell to the ground with lingering fear, their eyes full of shock and fear.
If the big worshiper and the second worshipper hadn't severely wounded him one after another, and if the five of them hadn't joined forces with their strength to be different than before, I'm afraid it would have been impossible to defeat this murderous god with a divine weapon in his hand!
The battlefield was completely silent, leaving only the aftermath of the energy annihilation and the pervasive smell of blood.
The Shura Demonic Sword lay quietly in Tang Chen's hand. Although it was dim, it still emitted a heart-stopping faint red light, as if it was guarding its owner.