Chapter 1657: One sword

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"Kacha, Kacha!"
As Emperor Wujue and Xiantashi's strength soared, the ground under both feet of Zhen Shenzi shattered directly.
This ground is not an ordinary inside, but is refined with Nine Heavens Profound Iron, and then fused with other materials. It is extremely strong, and even a quasi-god of the pseudo-sage vein level cannot be crushed in one blow.
And further down is the body of that semi-artifact.
Sure enough, as the ground shattered, a horrible light spread out from under the ground, directly dragging the feet of the child.
His feet collapsed a bit.
"Xiangtai, Emperor Wujue!"
Zhen Shenzi's face flushed, his eyes widened, staring at both Xian Tashi and Di Wujue.
"Zhenzi, you must kneel down today!" Xiantai said in a cold tone: "This underground is the body of a semi-sacred tool."
"Haha, you must kneel down!" Di Wujue's eyes were cold, and the power on his body slowly increased, and the powerful force of suppression was transmitted to his hand to suppress the child.
Zhen Shenzi's body was tensed, and his temples were sweating, supporting the suppression of Emperor Wujue and Xiantai Shi.
"kill!"
At this moment, Ming Chaoshui's eyes were scarlet, and his figure walked up, wanting to help Zhenzizi.
But when they first walked a few steps, the aura of the two great powerhouses, Emperor Jiansan and Xian Qiantian, soared.
"Call me!"
Xian Qiantian and Emperor Sword waved their sleeves, and the two of them rushed into the undercurrents with violent power.
"Yes!"
At almost the same moment, dozens of half-step quasi-gods behind the two of them shot one after another, and there were a dozen of them who had condensed pseudo-spiritual powerhouse Thunder Ting.
In an instant, the magical powers filled the sky, and dozens of fierce killing auras rose.
The overwhelming divine light emerged, surging in, and directly submerged the figure of the nether tide water.
"what!"
The sound of the screaming of the undercurrents sounded, and the whole person flew out fiercely, and fell heavily to the ground, covered in blood.
"Haha..."
The two great powers, Emperor Jiansan and Xian Qiantian, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
"Haha..."
"The North Desert Temple is just like this!"
"Why do I think it is strong? Master of Alchemy, God Child Town God?"
"Isn't it obvious that I'm not at home and doing alchemy and fighting here?"
. . . Many powerhouses of the gods and immortals looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, each looking at the of the town. As long as this old guy loses, things will be completely settled today.
The harsh laughter resounded in the void, and the members of the North Desert God Pavilion were completely defeated.
The surrounding forces sighed, but they didn't expect the matter to develop to this point, but there was no force to interfere in this matter, and the skills of the gods and immortals were beyond their imagination.
"The of town, kneel down honestly, you can let you go back, otherwise you will be taken to the fairy clan's heaven for a few years." Xian Da looked at the of town with a sneer sneer.
"Pooh!"
Zhen Shenzi's face was pale, and his eyes were cold and said: "I am exhausted today, and I will not do anything to insult the temple!"
"Oh, you are toasting and not eating fine wine, we let you kneel down today!" Di Wujue said with cold eyes.
"What a big tone!"
Just when Di Wujue's voice fell, a rolling voice came from the sky.
This voice was full of anger.
"Who!"
Emperor Wujue looked at the void coldly.
"Please retreat, otherwise you will kill you!"
This voice was full of endless majesty. With the sound of this voice, a powerful sword aura rose from the horizon. This sword aura was mighty and majestic, with the atmosphere of destroying the world.
Suddenly the people on the ground felt the breath of death.
"Run!"
"The stubble is coming!"
"It seems to be the breath of a quasi-sacred weapon!"
"It's terrible, there is a terrifying guy from Beimo Temple."
. . .
At this moment, many powerful people onlookers turned into beams of light and withdrew. These people stood in the sky above the Great God City. Only the gods, the immortals, and the powers of the North Desert Temple remained on the entire street. .
"Hmph, look for death, there is a seed!" Di Wujue stared coldly into the void and said, "Don't hide your head and show your tail!"
"I'm behind you!"
Suddenly a voice rang behind Di Wujue, a figure that had already torn the space appeared. The owner of this figure was naturally Lin Feng, and a sword shadow flashed in Lin Feng's hand.
This sword shadow slashed on the head of Emperor Wujue with the force of smashing Huashan.
No one had expected Lin Feng to appear so strange.
"Roar!"
As if feeling a huge crisis, Emperor Wujue roared to the sky, let out an angry roar, a powerful force emerged, and even the power to suppress the child was pulled back to resist this sword.
It's a pity!
It was Lin Feng who made the shot in name, but in fact it was the Sea Emperor in Lin Feng's body, and even part of Lin Feng's power was integrated.
"boom!"
A huge rumbling sound sounded, and this sword shadow slashed directly on Di Wujue's head, and suddenly a rumbling sound was made. This was the collision between the power of Di Wujue and this sword shadow.
Unfortunately, the collision belongs to the collision.
It's hard to stop this sword!
Under a sword, Di Wujue's whole person was split in half, and the two bodies were directly blown out in the void. The Yuanshen was also severely injured, and the blood was spilled in the void, and Emperor Wujue uttered a stern cry. Roar.
"boom!"
At this moment, the Zhenzi who lost the suppression of Emperor Wujue was like a volcanic eruption. The hair on his whole body exploded, and a terrifying force shook the fairy step away.
"kill!"
At the moment when Xian Tashi was shaken off, a terrifying sword shadow had already come across the air, slashing from the arm of Xian Tashi, and immediately the arm of the elder of Xian Tashi was cut and fell into the void.
Blood splattered the sky, and the true body of the fairy step position disappeared.
Lin Feng's figure stood in the void like a god, holding a sword shadow, pointing towards the sky.
This scene made the people of Beimo Shen Pavilion roar excitedly.
"Roar!"
"Okay, good cut!"
"The pavilion master is good!" Many people looked at Lin Feng wearing the costumes of the pavilion master of the North Desert Temple, so they directly called Lin Feng the pavilion master.
"It's me. Human race!" Li Xunjiu looked at this god-like figure and wept with excitement.
"Pavilion Master is finally here." Ming Chaoshui stood up trembling.
"Lin Feng!"
In the distance, Emperor Jiansan and Xian Qiantian stared at this figure with horror on their faces.
These immortal and protoss people hurriedly backed away, preparing to leave.
"Injured so many people in my North Desert Temple? Humiliated the North Desert Temple? Just left?" Lin Feng's icy voice sounded, and the sword shadow in his hand pointed to the sky, covering all the group of people under the sword shadow.