Chapter 1876

The sixth sword is the ultimate sword with five steps of blood splashing, and it is also a decisive sword for gambling on life.

At the beginning, Zhan Bi, a demigod, waved his sixth sword at the cost of his life, and even hurt the God who was a big gap from him.

This sword is enough to strangle any warrior below the God, and Zhuo Wen blessed the double meaning on the sixth sword at the moment of waving the sixth sword.

The sixth sword wielded by Zhuo Wen is much more powerful than Zhan Bi in those years. Once this sword is wielded, it can kill the gods.

Although Yang Yi's apparent strength is the peak of demigod, Zhuo Wen has a wonderful feeling. Yang Yi's speed is mysterious and unpredictable, and has not shown real strength all the time.

He guessed that Yang Yi's real strength should be the God of heaven. In fact, his strength is even above the two people who bite the Lord and fight with the God of heaven.

Therefore, at the moment when Yang Yi shot, he did not hesitate to use the sixth sword with five steps of blood splashing.

The fuzzy figure opened a pair of fuzzy eyes. He stared coldly at Yang Yi below. An unimaginable pressure emerged from these fuzzy eyes and rolled on Yang Yi layer by layer.

Keng!

The iron sword in the fuzzy figure's hand was empty, and he beheaded Yang Yi.

When this sword is cut off, Yang Yi will surely fall to the ground with his head in a different place.

Not far away, in the independent void, countless black fog constantly condensed into the body shape of the Lord.

At this moment, the Devourer also noticed the iron sword virtual shadow cut off by the blurred human shadow, and his face was as white as snow.

The pressure revealed by the iron sword virtual shadow was so terrible that he didn't even dare to take the initiative to face the iron sword virtual shadow.

He knew very well that he would die if he faced the empty shadow of the iron sword.

"How could this boy have such a strong hand?"

The Devourer looked at Zhuo Wen not far away with lingering fear, and his eyes were full of fear.

Even now Zhuo Wen is in a poor state, his whole body is covered with countless chaps, and a blood mist gushes out of his body. His vitality is passing with time.

But the Devourer still didn't dare to despise this son. The blood splashing five steps and the sixth sword alone could completely annihilate him. If Zhuo Wen just used this sword, he would die.

"I wonder if Yang Yi can take the sword?"

The master's eyes fell on Yang Yi, who was forced out of the void channel by the powerful sword idea, and muttered in a low voice.

Yang Yi's eyes were cloudy. He looked up at the virtual shadow of the falling iron sword and said coldly, "what a troublesome guy. He's going to pull me into the water even if he works hard?"

Then Yang Yi turned his right hand into a sword finger and drew a circle clockwise in front of him. Then the circle drawn by Yang Yi suddenly collapsed, and the terrible force of the void continued to reorganize to form a huge black halberd.

"Halberd crack!"

Yang Yi's eyes were cold, and the black halberd was thrown out. Where he died, the surrounding void seemed to be squeezed and burst out one after another.

The void passed by the black halberd forms a huge void gully, which can shock the eyes.

Bang!

The black halberd was really terrible, but the blurred figure was still cold, and the iron sword virtual shadow stood on the black halberd impolitely.

Then, the magnificent black halberd was split into countless black powder by the iron sword virtual shadow.

However, the blurred figure also shook violently under the terrible impact. Zhuo Wenming could see that the blurred figure became extremely dim under the impact.

Obviously, the collision, although the fuzzy figure has the upper hand, has also paid a considerable price.

But Zhuo Wen can't manage all this. Now he has 90% of the chapped area of his body, just like human shaped ceramics that are about to break.

The power of Cang Jie who remained in Zhuo's style completely disappeared, and Zhuo Wen's life gradually passed with the disappearance of Cang Jie's power.

"Before he dies, I hope this blood splashes the fifth step and the sixth sword to completely kill Yang Yi."

Zhuo Wen turned his head hard, stared at the dim and fuzzy figure in the sky, and waved an iron sword again. The sword fiercely cut Yang Yi's body, breaking out a frightening horror sword light.

But soon, Zhuo Wen found that the terrible sword light began to shrink at the moment of explosion, and finally narrowed into a trivial light spot until it disappeared.

At the moment when the sword light disappeared, Yang Yi's embarrassed figure slowly walked out of the other side of the sword light.

At the moment, Yang Yi's eyes were cloudy and her clothes were messy, just like a beggar.

"Your sixth sword is very strong. Unfortunately, you are reluctant to kill me."

Yang Yi's eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, and a sense of killing slowly diffused from his body, and his breath increased layer by layer, breaking through the early days of God, then growing, reaching the middle of God, and finally stopping at the late days of God.

"Originally, my cultivation was hidden deep enough. Unfortunately, I was forced to reveal the prototype by your sixth sword. It really annoyed me." Yang Yi said coldly.

Not far away from the Devourer, his pupils tightened into a needle, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "the later stage of God? Have you been hiding your strength before?"

Yang Yi didn't even look at the Lord, but stared at Zhuo Wen below and said, "you are the first person to annoy us. Although you will die even if I don't do it now, I still want to kill you myself."

Speaking of this, Yang Yi stepped out and walked slowly towards Zhuo Wen. With each step, the starry sky under his feet was like the contraction of air pressure, which was very strange.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen was unable to move. His eyes calmly stared at Yang Yi, who was coming, and he didn't feel any fear.

"Die!"

Yang Yi also looked at Zhuo Wen calmly. When he pinched his right hand, the void burst, forming a huge void halberd.

Holding the empty halberd, Yang Yi took Zhuo Wen's chest and expected to kill with one blow.

Unfortunately, when Yang Yi's Halberd was about to pierce Zhuo Wen's heart, a dark shadow swept in front of Zhuo Wen's body.

"Zhuo Wen, run away..."

The appearance of the shadow was beyond the expectation of Zhuo Wen and Yang Yi. After hearing the words of the shadow, Zhuo Wen felt that there was a strong force on his body, and then he was driven by the force.

At the moment of flying backwards, Zhuo Wen turned his head hard, but his eyes were red and found that the shadow was not someone else, but Fuxi.

At the moment, there are four tomb guards around Fu Xi. In these four tomb guards, there are four real immortals who have guarded Fu Xi for thousands of years: the East, the south palace, the west gate and the north star.

In front of Fu Xi, the four tomb guards combined into a tight stone shield, which blocked Yang Yi's attack for a moment.

"Dongfang, Nangong, Ximen and Beichen are really sorry to involve you four in this battle." Fuxi looked bitterly at the coffin inlaid in the four directions of shidun.

"Sir, why do you care about this? If the four of us had not been accepted by adults, we would have been dead. Our lives were given by adults. Why are you so polite?" Dongfang laughed.

Beichen's cold voice came: "the East is right. Your excellency is polite. Our lives are given by adults. It's our responsibility to live and die together with adults."

"Hey, hey! I listen to Beichen." Simon's simple and honest voice came.

Nangong was graceful and said, "a gentleman does something and doesn't do something. It's a must for a gentleman to know kindness and repay. Ha ha..."

Listening to the words of the four people, Fu Xi's eyes were red, but he couldn't help it now. If he didn't rely on the power of the four real immortal soldiers, he couldn't resist Yang Yi in the later period of the God of heaven.

"Overestimate your strength!"

Yang Yi's eyes were cold and he held the empty halberd in his hand. Then the halberd spun violently and roared out the terrible wind of nothingness.

Under the control of Yang Yi, the halberd tip blew directly on the stone shield, and then the stone shield collapsed completely.

The four bronze coffins embedded in the four corners of the stone shield were swept out, and then the coffin covers were opened one after another, from which four mighty figures were swept out.

These four people are naturally Dongfang, Nangong, Ximen and Beichen.

"Sir, let's go first!"

The four people took a deep look at Fu Xi behind them, and then their breath soared. This surge increased by hundreds and thousands in a short time, as if there was a fire running continuously on them.

"Burning God? It's just four wastes. What's the use of burning God?"

Yang Yi's pupils shrunk, and he immediately sneered. The halberd in his right hand flashed forward. For a long time, countless halberd shadows were like a heavy rain, enveloping the four people.

"Burst!"

The four people in the East showed a determined look. At the moment when the halberd shadow shrouded them, they detonated their own yuan gods one after another.

Four terrible explosions rang out, and four terrible mushroom clouds rose in the starry sky.

Yang Yi didn't expect that the four people in the East should explode themselves so decisively. For a moment, they were caught off guard. They were broken through the halberd shadow by the four yuan God self explosion shock waves and blew in front of him.

Pedal pedal!

Yang Yi groaned and burst back involuntarily. His eyes stared at the mushroom cloud exploded by the four yuan gods, looking very angry.

However, before he recovered, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

Moreover, in the process of approaching the shadow, its breath is growing at a rapid rate, which is more terrible than the previous four Oriental people.

"Yang Yi, even if I die, I will burn your jade and stone."

Fu Xi's eyes were calm and focused on the approaching Yang Yi, and his Yuanshen was burning, making his whole body burst into dazzling light like the scorching sun.

Yang Yi wanted to escape, but Fu Xi burned all the power of the original God in his body with a half god body, and suddenly burst out a terrorist force comparable to the God of heaven, like a mountain heavily pressing on Yang Yi, making it difficult to walk.

Bang!

Another huge explosion resounded. Fuxi completely detonated himself at the cost of Yuanshen combustion. The terrible and gorgeous explosion completely filled the surroundings.

At this moment, the starry sky seemed to rise another huge sun, and the figures of Yang Yi and Fu Xi were completely submerged in the terrible explosion energy.