Chapter 4184

Zhu Yangchi was shocked. He stared at the Taiyou holy sword. His heart beat violently. He could clearly feel the death breath on the Taiyou holy sword.

This sword is too dangerous to threaten his life.

Zhu Yangchi roared, stopped pestering Zhuo Wen and quickly retreated.

"Cut!"

Zhuo Wen hung in the air. He looked at Zhu Yangchi indifferently. He pinched the sword finger of his right hand and cut it down in the void.

Taiyou holy sword turned into an endless sword light, fell from the sky and stood on Zhu Yangchi's head.

Zhu Yangchi can't avoid it. He can only urge the universe to block in front of him.

Boom!

The sword light rose into the sky, the prestige broke the void, and fell on the heaven and earth world at the moment, which completely shook the heaven and earth world.

The world of heaven and earth is crumbling. It has completely collapsed and turned into countless energy fragments.

Under Zhu Yangchi's frightened eyes, the sword light turned into a light and completely penetrated Zhu Yangchi's eyebrows.

Zhu Yangchi stared at Zhuo Wen. His spirit was completely crushed by Taiyou holy sword. He fell from the air in peace.

When his body finally fell to the ground, his body was torn apart and broken into countless powder. He couldn't die anymore.

Up and down in the holy city, countless monks are like petrified, quiet and in a mess.

They stared at the disappeared body of Zhu Yangchi, opened their mouths and couldn't say a word.

Originally, Ling Xinghai, who was lying between Zhuo Wen and the divine City, held his chest with both hands and had a good time, had long ago disappeared the ponderous smile on his face. Instead, he was stunned and deeply frightened.

Zhu Yangchi died like this.

Ling Xinghai suddenly felt a sharp look and came straight.

His neck was stiff, he slowly raised his head, looked at Zhuo Wen in front, was staring at himself coldly, and grinned at him.

Ling Xinghai was so creepy that he couldn't help retreating dozens of steps.

"Ling Xinghai! Now it's your turn!" Zhuo Wen walked slowly to Ling Xinghai, and his plain voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy. He retreated again and again. He was a little angry and said, "you hid your accomplishments. The city is really deep! If brother Zhu hadn't been too careless, how could you kill him so easily!"

Zhuo Wen kept walking and said carelessly, "Ling Xinghai, I've already told you that neither of you is qualified for me! Together, you are still qualified!"

"But you didn't listen to me. You had to go one-on-one with me, so you don't regret your death!"

Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy. He whispered, "Zhuo Wen, there's something to say! If you let us go, I'll withdraw from huxu territory immediately with my army, and I can offer the treasure house of Zihuan clan with both hands!"

Zhuo Wen was not surprised by Ling Xinghai's softness. He just shook his head and said with a smile, "my kindness can only be given to you once. If you miss it, you miss it!"

"Today, you and your army must leave your life here!"

Ling Xinghai's face changed greatly. He suddenly shouted and said, "all the troops listen to the order and give me a hand to kill this son. After that, I have a lot of rewards!"

As soon as Ling Xinghai said this, 50000 troops of the purple magic clan not far away rushed in a neat and uniform way, and terrorist offensives swept in, pointing directly at Zhuo Wen.

"How despicable. Ling Xinghai was deliberately delaying time just now. In fact, he secretly contacted the 50000 army to encircle and suppress elder martial brother Zhuo!"

In the holy city of huxu, Sammy saw this scene and couldn't help shouting abuse.

Countless monks in the city of God are also abusive. They scold Ling Xinghai for being despicable and shameless. They say it's a single challenge, but they turn back and send an army to encircle and suppress Zhuo Wen.

Ling Xinghai naturally didn't have time to pay attention to the curse in Shencheng. After 50000 troops launched the offensive, he also made a thunderbolt attack, hoping to completely destroy Zhuo Wen under this joint offensive.

Ling Xinghai offered up the heaven and earth world, and mysterious starlights swept out of the heaven and earth world, just like ten thousand rivers into the sea, pouring in from Zhuo Wen's head.

At the same time, 50000 troops also raided together and bombarded Zhuo Wen heavily.

At this time, with Zhuo Wen as the center, thousands of miles around were filled with colorful lights, and then there was a continuous sound of terror.

"Kill!"

Ling Xinghai roared, and fifty thousand troops came. Not long after the attack fell, they rushed to Zhuo Wen.

But soon, Ling Xinghai was shocked to find that 50000 troops had just approached Zhuo Wen's range of about tens of feet, and burst into blood fog one after another.

And he finally found that dozens of feet away from Zhuo Wen, array patterns and brilliance circulated, emitting terrible Qi.

These array patterns are like meat grinder. If 50000 troops approach, they will be crushed into powder.

In the blink of an eye, there were 10000 troops who were unknowingly crushed into powder by these dense array patterns. Life and death were unknown.

The remaining 40000 troops were so frightened that the dead dared not rush up and retreated one after another.

"Come, don't go!"

The indifferent voice came from the core of the explosion regiment. I saw that the dense array patterns rushed out like swimming fish and completely wrapped 40000 troops.

In the endless circle of array patterns, screams come and go, and a large number of monks fall under the rolling of array patterns all the time.

In the explosion group, a figure came out, surrounded by a powerful magic sword to block the terrible explosion energy around him.

"Good... So strong! This is the real strength of Lord Zhuo!"

In the holy city of huxu, countless monks looked at the slender figure coming out of the explosive regiment with blazing admiration.

This moment, this figure, they will never forget, unforgettable.

Ling Xinghai was completely frightened. He could no longer care about his 50000 army and ran away like a lost dog.

"Ling Xinghai, you can't escape!"

Zhuo Wen looked at Ling Xinghai's back and made a sword finger with both fingers in his right hand. The center of his eyebrow was a little, and the powerful spirit condensed into a huge sword shape.

With a flick of his fingers, the huge spirit sword broke through the air and disappeared.

The speed of the divine soul is much faster than that of the flesh. The meaning of the divine soul sword is formed by the divine soul. Its speed is far less than that of the Taiyou holy sword.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen's spirit has already reached the peak of the heaven and earth disaster. He now gave birth to a spirit sword. Even if the strong man at the peak of the heaven and earth disaster resists hard, his spirit will also be seriously damaged.

And Ling Xinghai, however, how can he withstand the fierce attack of Zhuo Wen's terrible spirit in the later stage of the disaster.

Ling Xinghai, who was originally fleeing, was actually always on guard against Zhuo Wen's movement behind him. When he found the meaning of the divine soul sword, he had not reflected it. The meaning of the divine soul sword had already appeared in the back of his head.

Under his incredible eyes, he disappeared into the back of his head, went deep into his divine soul, stirred wantonly and made waves in his divine soul world