Chapter 1875

At the moment when the black vortex was broken, the phage Lord burst back without hesitation, and his eyes stared at the powerful sword light from the storm with great fear.

Whoosh!

"Bite the sword!"

With a cold hum, the long tentacle derived from his head suddenly broke. Then the long tentacle kept creeping and finally turned into a black giant sword.

This giant sword is quite extraordinary. What's more strange is that there are black eddies around the giant sword.

The black whirlpool is about the size of a thumb. It is dense all over the body of the giant sword. These black whirlpools are full of extremely powerful swallowing power.

At this moment, the sword light glanced in front of the devouring master, who was cold eyed and wiped the sword body with the right sword finger.

When the finger of the sword slowly slid to the tip of the sword, the sword was like an arrow off the string, and suddenly shot out, directly stabbing at the sword light.

Just listen to the terrible roar. Although the sword light is powerful, the sword eaten by the Devourer is stronger, which directly annihilates the sword light.

After annihilating the sword light, the phage Lord sighed and thought that although Zhuo Wen's strength suddenly increased, it was not enough compared with him.

"What are you thinking now?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, and immediately the Devourer turned his head. His pupils narrowed and he found that Zhuo Wen had appeared behind him.

"You..."

When the Devourer wanted to say why Zhuo Wen was so fast, Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the iron sword with his right hand and cut out the second sword at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears.

In cutting out the second sword, he did not stop, but cut out the third sword again.

The two sword lights were combined to form a huge cross sword light, which swept in front of the Devourer in an instant.

Pooh!

The cross sword light passes through the phage master in an instant, and the phage master's pupil shrinks and is cut into four sections by the cross sword light.

Zhuo Wen looked coldly at the Devourer who had been blasted into four sections by the sword light, but it was not a special accident. After all, his overall strength doubled after his Tao meaning was promoted to double.

Originally, Zhuo Wen's blood splashed with five steps of sword light with one heavy meaning blessing can hurt the phagocyte. Now the Tao meaning has been promoted to double, and the sword light urged by him can hurt the phagocyte completely.

Moreover, the speed of the double path, which means Zhuo Wen's blessing, is much faster than the speed of the eater itself. That's why Zhuo Wen swept behind the eater. The latter didn't find Zhuo Wen and was hit by Zhuo Wen with two sword lights.

The phage that was blasted into four segments by the sword light formed four black fog, constantly creeping and close to each other. It was obvious that it planned to reorganize.

Zhuo Wen will not let him succeed and kill him while he is ill.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen pulled out a sword again, which has the power of breaking the rules.

The sword light burst out and turned into a myriad sword like a meteor.

A scream came, and immediately the Devourer, who was blasted into four sections to form a black fog, was completely stirred into countless black powder by the thousands of swords.

"Disappear!"

Zhuo Wen looked at Sen Han and drew out the fifth sword with a clang.

The fifth sword has reached the peak power of Zhuo Wen, which is the most powerful move in his history.

The fifth sword was too powerful. The Devourer, who was stirred into countless black powder, made a more terrible scream. He knew that if he was hit by the fifth sword, he would die completely.

Keng!

Unfortunately, when the fifth sword light swept out, the emptiness around the Devourer scattered into countless fragments suddenly became independent and formed an independent emptiness.

This independent void twisted like a vortex and disappeared in front of Zhuo Wen.

The fifth sword cut out of the ground passed directly in front of the isolated and disappeared void, and just crossed the disappeared void.

At the same time, an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly rose from his heart.

Bang!

A palm fell quietly behind Zhuo Wen. If Zhuo Wen felt it, he stepped on his right foot, and the double meaning spread under his feet and retreated quickly.

Unfortunately, the speed of this palm was too fast. At the moment when Zhuo Wen retreated, it hit Zhuo Wen's back heavily.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen vomited blood, and then the repulsive force burst out, and immediately looked at Yang Yi not far behind.

"The reaction is good!"

Yang Yi's mouth was slightly tilted. He stared at the retreating Zhuo Wen indifferently and continued: "your talent is really good and beyond my expectation."

Zhuo Wen flew out upside down and stared at Yang Yi with calm eyes.

At this moment, the image of Yang Yi in his heart suddenly expanded countless times, as if at this moment, the Yang Yi he faced was no longer the demigod Yang Yi before, but a peerless strong man who weighed heavily on him.

Although Yang Yi's breath is still the peak of demigod at the moment, that momentum gives Zhuo Wen this extremely subtle feeling.

"Who the hell are you?"

This subtle feeling made Zhuo Wen involuntarily ask this sentence, which even he felt inexplicable.

Yang Yi didn't answer Zhuo Wen's question directly, but muttered to herself: "you should only produce five swords in a row this time. After five swords, you must have a blank period to ease."

"And it takes a lot of money to make a sword. I'm afraid your body can't stand it if you make five swords several times in a row. Moreover, the power given to you by Cangjie is gradually losing, and you can't return to heaven."

Yang Yi's eyes were indifferent and looked at Zhuo Wen with a trace of pity.

Zhuo Wen sighed silently in his heart. What Yang Yi said was right. The five swords were already his limit, and Cangjie's strength was about to dissipate. In addition, now he was seriously injured by Yang Yi at the right time, so he was really at a dead end.

"Zhuo Wen, as your former senior brother, I'll give you a happy way to die today!"

Yang Yi opened her mouth lightly, and with a gentle stroke of her right hand, she suddenly stagnated in the void around Zhuo Wen.

Above Zhuo Wen's head, countless starlight condensed into a huge dragon like shadow of starlight knife.

The shadow of the knife is so huge that it runs across the starry sky, as if it divided the whole starry sky into two halves.

"Zhuo Wen..."

Seeing this scene, Luo Yanjing's black gauze woman, Shi Ji and many Tiankai mainland warriors all involuntarily shouted Zhuo Wen's name.

"Save him!"

The black gauze woman showed a decisive color in her beautiful eyes, which was to control Luo Yanjing to return to save Zhuo Wen.

However, her behavior was immediately stopped by the first mountain god not far away.

"What are you doing?" the black gauze woman looked at the first mountain god coldly.

The first mountain god's eyes were indifferent. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he released all the people of the dragon family in the Canglong hall one after another and looked around with a confused face.

"Your strength is too weak to be Yang Yi's opponent. Take good care of these descendants of the dragon family, otherwise Zhuo Wen's sacrifice will be in vain."

With that, the first mountain god took the Canglong hall and plundered it out in the direction of Zhuo Wen.

The beautiful eyes of the black gauze woman stared at the first mountain god who left, and fell into a state of absence. Finally, she silently put down her hands holding the Yin formula.

"Zhuo Wen..."

The black gauze woman's beautiful eyes lifted slightly, staring at the figure falling slowly in the starry sky in the distance, and her heart suddenly hurt a little.

She had worked hard enough, but she couldn't help Zhuo Wen in the end. She suddenly felt like a failure.

"Zhuo Wen..."

Long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao suddenly looked up and stared at the figure falling on the starry sky.

"Lord long Wen..."

Not only long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao, but also a group of people from the dragon family raised their heads one after another. The confusion in their eyes had disappeared, but was full of worry.

Although the gorgeous star light Sabre shadow is beautiful, its power is extremely terrible. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can clearly feel how terrible the sabre shadow is.

Zhuo Wen stared at the falling shadow of the knife quietly. At this moment, he seemed extremely calm and terrible.

He slowly grasped the handle of the sword, and he planned to draw the sixth sword.

Although this sword needs to cost his life, he has no choice.

Death is imminent, but the closer to death, the calmer Zhuo Wen is.

However, his only regret is mu chenxue.

"Chen Xue, I will die if I lose this war. When I die, I will be reborn in the spirit ring. We will be together forever."

Murmuring in a low voice, Zhuo Wen slowly pulled out the sixth sword.

The sword just came out, and a fierce and unyielding terrible sword spirit rose into the sky.

The sword Qi became more and more terrible. The column formed by the sword Qi pierced the sky, as if it had pierced the sky.

"I'm going to die anyway. This sword is for you, Yang Yi!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly turned his head, looked at Yang Yi behind the shadow of the knife, and suddenly pulled out the sixth sword.

The originally turbulent and terrible sword Qi suddenly stopped, and then began to shrink.

This sword spirit condensed into a trivial point, which is even a fraction of a nail.

Whoosh!

The gathering point of sword Qi was very fast, rushed out of the range of knife shadow and swept in front of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi obviously felt the threat of the point of sword Qi. His eyes narrowed slightly, he couldn't help but step back, then his right hand stretched forward, and independent void appeared in front of him, forming a thick wall of void.

Bang bang!

Unfortunately, under the bombardment of the sword point, huge walls of emptiness were smashed and punctured by this point one after another.

After all the walls of the void were smashed, Yang Yi's eyes were calm. With a stroke of his right hand, a void opened around him, and he stepped into the void gap to avoid the point of sword Qi.

Unfortunately, the point of sword Qi was not simple. At the moment when the void cracked, the point of sword Qi burst, and countless sword Qi overflowed and turned into a huge fuzzy figure.

The figure was tens of thousands of feet large, holding an ordinary iron sword and dancing slowly.

Just dancing like this, the split void collapsed completely, and Yang Yi's eyes were driven out of the void gloomily.

Whoosh!

At the moment when Yang Yi was forced out, the vague figure trembled, and the iron sword in his right hand was suddenly cut off. The speed was beyond Yang Yi's expectation