Chapter 1882

The sixth sword wielded with the power of God, coupled with the blessing of duality, is far more powerful than the sixth sword wielded for the first time.

Yang Yi hung in the starry sky and stared at the bloody skull virtual shadow radiating hundreds of millions of kilometers ahead. In the bloody area in the center of the virtual shadow, a faint sword light was expanding.

In an instant, the sword light spread the virtual shadow of the bloody skull.

Under the influence of this sword light, the whole bloody skeleton collapsed.

When the bloody skeleton collapsed, the sword light didn't stop expanding, but continued to expand at a very fast speed and swept towards Yang Yi.

"The sixth sword again..."

Yang Yi's face was ugly. Zhuo Wen's sixth sword was too strong, much stronger than the previous sixth sword, and even gave Yang Yi a sense of crisis of extreme fear.

"It's easy to calculate!"

Seeing the terrible sword light radiating in all directions, Yang yiben wanted to use his powerful void force to avoid the sixth terrible sword.

However, when he used the force of emptiness, he found that his whole body was surrounded by a terrible sense of stagnation. It was this sense of stagnation that made Yang Yi's force of emptiness impossible to start, and it was difficult to find a sense of direction.

Zhuo Wen just considered Yang Yi's powerful void power, so the sixth sword he waved escaped in this form, which interfered with Yang Yi's void power.

The sword light speed is too fast and the quantity is too much. In an instant, it wraps the starry sky where Yang Yi is.

"If you wield the sixth sword, you will die. You can withstand the powerful sword light."

Yang Yi's eyes twinkled. He vaguely guessed the price of the sixth sword. He didn't have to resist the terrible sword light. As long as he supported the sword light, Zhuo Wen would have to die without burial.

At the moment when the sword light completely drowned Yang Yi's figure, Yang Yi did everything he could, not only covered all his star power on the surface, but also took out a ring full of rust from the spirit ring.

As soon as the ring is opened, it emits a dark black light, and its body surface is covered with a dark black light mask.

"Back!"

Mo Yan's pretty face changed slightly and controlled the Luoyan whale to retreat again. The scope of the sixth sword was too wide, which was much larger than the bloody skull.

Moreover, the sword light of the sixth sword is so terrible that Mo Yan Wushang can feel it. Just a touch of sword light can completely kill Luoyan whale and destroy anyone in Luoyan whale.

When the sword light converged, the black mask around Yang Yi was fragmented, and Yang Yi's whole body was broken and disheveled, just like a beggar.

The ring filled with rust in Yang Yi's hand completely collapsed into countless fragments at the moment when his body was revealed.

Pooh!

Yang Yi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and looked very depressed. Then he whispered with gloomy eyes: "I still underestimated this son's sixth sword. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect the power of this son's sixth sword to reach this level."

"If you can seriously hurt me, this son will die without regret."

Pooh!

However, before Yang Yi finished his words, an iron sword fiercely crossed his waist, and then Yang Yi was directly cut off by blocking his waist.

"You..."

Yang Yi looked at the severed and separated lower body, his eyes narrowed to a little, and then he saw the indifferent Zhuo Wen behind him.

"Surprised I'm not dead?"

Zhuo Wen looked at Yang Yi, who was cut in half. His eyes were very cold.

The battle was too fierce. He lost too many things. Cangjie, Fuxi, Dongfang, Nangong, Beichen, Ximen, and even Xiaohei and Chenghuang sacrificed themselves in order to bear the price of the sixth sword.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen was full of murderous intention to Yang Yi. He wanted to cramp and peel his bones.

Yang Yi's face was gloomy. Although his body was cut in half, he was still very calm. He pinched the Jue with both hands, and then his whole body poured out a powerful force of emptiness. His speed increased in an instant. He wanted to escape here with his upper body.

Unfortunately, Yang Yi did not escape for long, but was blocked by a powerful invisible ripple, which turned into a ring and surrounded Yang Yi in a range of tens of feet.

"The power of double Tao..."

Yang Yi's face changed slightly. He immediately turned and looked at Zhuo Wen walking slowly.

The sixth sword completely damaged him, and his strength was not one in ten. Moreover, he was cut off by Zhuo Wen's sword just now. His strength was greatly damaged again. Now only his upper body is left, and his state is very poor.

What made him more incredible was that Zhuo Wen used the sixth sword, but he was safe, which really made him unimaginable.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen ignored Yang Yi's shock. With a wave of the iron sword in his right hand, he cut a sword mark again. He cut off Yang Yi's remaining right arm.

With his arms flying, Zhuo Wen deliberately controlled the iron sword to make Yang Yi feel the actual pain.

Sure enough, his right arm was cut off. Yang Yi's face was pale and his face muscles twisted.

Originally, it was easy to shield pain with his strength, but Zhuo Wen invaded Yang Yi's pain nerve with the power of Tao and meaning, making Yang Yi's pain more sensitive than ordinary people.

"This sword was returned for Cangjie."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were as cold as a demon. He pulled out a sword again. He controlled the power of the sword. He cut a layer of meat at the wound on Yang Yi's upper body, and blood splashed. Yang Yi almost cried out with a painful hum.

"This sword is returned for elder Fu Xi."

……

"This sword is for Xiao hei and Cheng Huang."

Zhuo Wen's eyes turned red and cut out one sword, but each sword was accurately controlled by him, which could not only achieve the greatest pain, but also prevent Yang Yi from falling.

At the moment, Yang Yi almost vomited blood with anger. Zhuo Wen deliberately didn't let him die happily, but wanted to torture him to death.

Even Yang Yi heard that Zhuo Wen drew a sword on him for the sake of devouring the Lord and fighting, which made Yang Yi almost faint, but Zhuo Wen cut another sword when he was about to faint, which made him wake up immediately.

Zhuo Wen slowly took back his sword and stood up. He quietly looked at Yang Yi in front of him. He saw that there was almost no meat on Yang Yi's upper body. All of them were cut by Zhuo Wen, leaving only a blood red skeleton.

The only complete one should be Yang Yi's head.

"Zhuo Wen, how dare you make me so embarrassed!"

Yang Yi's eyes were very gloomy and looked at Zhuo Wen coldly.

Zhuo Wen stared at Yang Yi's head, but he was surprised. It was clear that Yang Yi was at a dead end. Why didn't he see any panic on his face?

"Death is coming, but you are still so rampant? This last sword was made for me. You deceived me for too long. I'm afraid I had encountered your calculation when I met you?"

"Today, I will completely erase your calculations and wipe them out."

With that, Zhuo Wen's wrist turned, and the iron sword suddenly turned like a fan. Then he saw his right hand cross in front of Yang Yi's head.

Pooh!

Yang Yi's head was directly cut in half by him, but Zhuo Wen's dignified eyes found that Yang Yi's eyes, which were cut in half by him, seemed extremely calm, even some cold and terrible.

Bang!

Yang Yi's head suddenly burst open, and a terrible breath escaped. Zhuo Wen couldn't help falling back. His eyes stared at the automatically burst Yang Yi's head.

Somehow, after killing Yang Yi, he didn't have any relaxed feeling. Instead, he felt heavy, and even a sense of inexplicable crisis rose in his mind.

"Dead, Yang Yi is dead!"

In the distance, Mo Yan Wushang and Shi Ji on Luoyan whale breathed out together, and their hearts were full of joy.

Yang Yi's pressure on everyone is so great that it is like a mountain in all people's hearts. There is Yang Yi, and people don't dare to go out at all.

"The devourer and Yang Yi are dead. We are saved..."

In the world of Luoyan whale, countless martial artists cheered. They all shouted Zhuo Wen's name and praised Zhuo Wen's great achievements.

In particular, the people of the dragon family in the world raised their heads, and their eyes showed extreme fanaticism and worship, because the hero of their dragon family who saved Tiankai continent was named Longwen.

In the dragon's house, Longtian and Jianmu came side by side. They had always existed in the Canglong hall before.

Later, Canglong Taoist priest integrated into Zhuo Wen's knowledge of the sea and helped Zhuo Wen advance to the God of heaven. Then Zhuo Wen was transmitted to the world inside Luoyan whale through the door of reincarnation.

"Worthy of being Lord Longwen, he supported the whole Tiankai continent with one person's strength. He is the hero of the whole continent." Longtian trembled excitedly.

Jianmu was lost. When he woke up, he learned that mu chenxue was seriously injured and didn't wake up. It was like losing his soul. He was numb.

"I think too much!"

Zhuo Wen shook his head and immediately remembered the sacrifice of Xiao hei and Cheng Huang. His heart was full of bitterness.

Although Yang Yi is dead, his old friend is dead. He has no joy of victory at all.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen looked around and wanted to search for the trace of the larva bite, but his face changed slightly and found that the larva bite didn't know when and there was no trace.

The young phage escaped from here while he was fighting with Yang Yi. Obviously, the young phage also noticed Zhuo Wen's trouble in advance and ran away.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He sensed two terrible smells and was quickly approaching here.

After feeling the two breath, Zhuo Wen's forehead was full of cold sweat and his whole body trembled. He found that the two breath were too terrible and powerful.

"So strong, much bigger than Yang Yiqiang..."

Zhuo Wen's face was pale. His knowledge of the sea transformed into a divine soul, and he had the power of the original talisman. His divine knowledge was much stronger than ordinary gods, so he sensed the proximity of the two powerful breath at the first time.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen was really flustered. Even though he had the sixth sword with five steps of blood splashing, he still had no chance of winning. He felt the general difference between him and the two breath. Even if he struggled, he had to drink and hate under the two breath.

"Coming!"

Zhuo Wen trembled, and immediately his eyes fell on the distant starry sky, where two figures in long clothes came step by step.

Although it seems like walking around, each step can span hundreds of millions of miles. Zhuo Wen has never seen such steps, but he guessed the name of these steps.

"Shrink to an inch..."

In Zhuo Wen's mind, he suddenly thought of the powerful magic power he had only heard in rumors.