In fact, the sword intent of this extinguishing is extremely subtle.
It is as subtle as a hair, it is almost negligible, but... the power it produces is earth-shattering.
Although Bai Ye could be regarded as comprehending the Sword Intent of the God of Extinguishment, he did not fully grasp it, and there was even a huge gap between grasping it.
However, even if it is the first glimpse of the doorway, the power released by this Desperate Sword Intent is still shocking.
Bai Ye only felt that all the defenses and powers of Maharaja Qiutian were as fragile as paper paste in front of Mie Shen Sword Intent!
This is something he can't possess even when he uses his divine power to the limit.
It's not that the divine power is weak, but the divine power is different from the sword intent of the of extinction, and the role of the divine power is multi-faceted.
It has only one effect!
That is destruction!
Destroy all destruction.
No wonder it is called Desire Sword Intent, I'm afraid the true gods can't bear this terrifying Sword Intent, right?
Bai Ye's arms trembled lightly, his heart beating crazily, and there was a trace of hideousness in his eyes.
He panted slightly, and walked towards the Great Lord Qiutian over there with his sword.
He stepped on the void and walked very lightly, but every step seemed to be on the heart of the people present. It was extremely heavy and it was difficult to breathe.
"stop!"
"You stop it!"
At this time, a low roar sounded.
Just look at the old man from Qingshan and a group of strong men coming over.
The people are full of anger, offering extraordinary power to attack the white night.
but.
In front of Bai Ye, these powerful men who were incomparable in the past are incredibly vulnerable.
As long as Bai Ye didn't turn around, he didn't even move his head, and moved on, completely ignoring the attacks of these people.
When a person's terrifying blade slashed into Bai Ye's neck.
Whoosh!
A white light flashed, and Bai Ye's body shone with a figure wearing a robe of fairy style.
As soon as this figure appeared, he stretched out his hand to pinch the blade that had been slashed with extreme precision.
The blade was frozen instantly.
The man stiffened slightly and immediately urged to break away from the blade, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the blade apart, as if the blade was stuck to the fingertips of the phantom.
"hateful!"
He was anxious, gritted his teeth frantically, and seemed not to give up.
It was the old man Qingshan who noticed something and immediately drank, "Let go!"
"Huh?" The man was taken aback and looked sideways.
But he saw the ghost's fingers squeezing the blade lightly.
Huh!
A strange power spread along the blade instantly.
Just look at where the power goes, the blade turns directly into dust! When this power was transmitted to the man's body along the hilt of the knife, his body was like falling sand, completely splashed into powder, and died on the spot.
The people around them all trembled, and their pupils shrank wildly in fright.
They saw this trick clearly.
However, they cannot imagine or believe.
Because that man... was shaken to death by the power of this phantom.
Whether it is the blade or the body!
How much power does it take to do this? What is going on with this phantom? How strong is this person...?
People's brains are crazy, and the fear in their eyes gradually increases.
However, because of their loyalty to Maharaja Qiutian, they did not choose to give up at this time, instead they gritted their teeth and raised their sword to kill again.
But the phantom is too powerful.
It raised its hand, grabbed it in the air, drew out a sword of gasification, and danced wildly.
The superb swordsmanship and terrifying swordsmanship was that these strong green mountains had no power to fight back, and there were people who were cut to pieces and died.
If this continues, these people not only can't stop Bai Ye from going to kill the Vengeful Heavenly Monarch, but are afraid that they will have to get in with his group.
The situation is getting worse.
"Oops, if this goes on, we are going to lose! We are going to die!"
Dang Feiyang shivered all over here, his teeth trembled, trembling crazily.
"I... shall we run away..." Hua Jiangyue asked in a dry voice.
"Fleeing? Brother Qi is not paying attention?"
Dang Feiyang trembled.
"But... we can't help my brother if we stay here, so it's better to go back and move rescue soldiers..."
"Rescue soldiers? What to rescue soldiers? Even the older brother can't fight this person. Do you think our housewife can deal with this person? It's over! Everything is over! Everything is over!!"
Dang Feiyang said weakly, and the whole person seemed particularly decadent at this moment.
Hearing the sound of painting Jiangyue, he was also desperate.
However, at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded nearby.
"It's really useless rubbish. Qiu Tianjun will recognize you as relatives, which shows how stupid he is."
This unceremonious yelling made Dang Feiyang and Hua Jiangyue stunned.
Dang Feiyang looked sideways at the sound source, only to realize that the speaker was a masked man standing beside him.
The man's face was calm with his hands behind, as if he was not at all intimidated by the scene in front of him.
Dang Feiyang still remembered that he seemed to be the one who handed the sword to Maharaja Qiutian before
people.
"You are so courageous, you dare to talk to us like this? Are you tired of life?" Hua Jiangyue was annoyed, and immediately grunted and said coldly.
"Are you... are you brother's subordinate? If you are, then don't you hurry up and help your brother? If your brother has any shortcomings, I will definitely not let you go. Come on, come!" He yelled, and directed the man to let him participate in the battle.
Although Dang Feiyang was unhappy with this person, as long as this person got involved, he would probably not survive.
Dang Feiyang will not care about a dead person.
What surprised Dang Feiyang was... this person really got on.
There was almost no hesitation.
This person was so happy, it was beyond their expectations.
I saw that he took a step and walked forward, the eyes on the mask still showed a touch of playfulness and indifferent.
But after not taking a few steps, he spoke.
"You have to retreat quickly, don't make any fearless sacrifices, do you hear that? Get out of here!"
The indifferent voice rang out, extremely rude.
And as soon as this voice fell, the green mountain elderly people over there did not hesitate, and immediately moved back and distanced themselves directly from Bai Ye.
When they retreated to this person's side, everyone including the old man Qingshan clasped their fists together.
"grown ups."
A respectful cry came out.
When Dang Feiyang and Hua Jiangyue saw it, they were shocked and their mouths opened huge.
How is this going?
Why did the old man Qingshan who loyally follow Maharaja Qiu Tian treat this person so respectfully? Even salute him!
How did this happen? Who is this guy?
The old man Qingshan is so respectful to him, is this person special?
The two are really messy.
Thinking that I had insulted this person before, Dang Feiyang and Painted Jiangyue trembled even more...
However, he saw that man jumped and jumped to the side of Maharaja Qiu Tian.
"Ok?"
Bai Ye stopped immediately.
But seeing that the man directly picked up the smashing knife in the hands of Maharaja Qiu Tian, staring blankly at Bai Ye, a violent and arrogant aura was released.
"who are you?"
Bai Ye felt something was wrong and asked in a deep voice.
"Oh? Bai Ye, did you forget me? Interesting and interesting!"
The visitor smiled faintly, then reached out and took off the mask from his face.
A face with a somewhat evil charm was reflected in Bai Ye's eyes, and Bai Ye finally recognized the person's identity.
"Ling Jian?"
Bai Ye let out a deep voice.
"Yes, I didn't expect we would meet here, Bai Ye."
The incoming person was Ling Jian calmly.
Bai Ye is a thousand words, is it absolutely impossible to say that this guy who was with the Cangtian Cliff Lord will actually appear here, and... is actually on the side of Maharaja Qiu Tian?
How is this going?
Why is Maharaja Qiu Tian involved in Ling Jian? Could it be said that Lord Qiutian also came from the Shocking Temple?
And... the current Ling Jian is totally different from the original one, it's like two people.
Although the original Ling Jian was powerful, even in the face of the white night, he could not take advantage of it. He almost disappeared from the Shocking Sword, and the current Ling Jian, the strength can be said to be the highest! His breath... even stronger than Maharaja Qiu Tian!
How terrible.
Could it be that... this Ling Jian is not a clone, but the main body of Ling Jian?
Bai Ye's heart was in solemn thoughts.
If it were Ling Jian’s body, then the situation would be extremely bad. He fought against Maharaja Qiu Tian to this point. He had fought with so many souls before, and the current consumption was extremely huge. Fighting, I am afraid that the odds of winning are not high.
The situation has become unfavorable...
"Well, Qiu Tianjun, don't pretend to be garlic anymore. If you can still fight, stand up quickly. Are you willing to kill us if you really want this person? When it comes to this juncture, don't hide it again. Up!"
At this moment, Ling Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and kicked Maharaja Qiu Tian, and even uttered an extremely unceremonious word.
When these words came out, everyone was confused.
Dang Feiyang and Hua Jiangyue here are quite angry, seemingly failing to understand the meaning of Ling Jian's words.
As for Qingshan's people, they didn't react much, as if they were used to it.
But when Bai Ye heard the sound, he was frightened.
Maharaja Qiu Tian was even beaten by him to protect the body, how could he still have the power to fight?
Is Ling Jian talking nonsense?
Or is it... Maharaja Qiutian can really fight again?
Bai Ye's brain is a little confused.
However, in the next second, an incredible scene appeared.
Just seeing that Maharaja Qiu Tian, who was half kneeling on the ground, suddenly carried the Abandoned God Sword, stabbed the sword to the ground, and then stood up tremblingly...
Bai Ye's eyes drenched, and the hand holding the sword tightened a bit.
But he heard the hoarse voice of Maharaja Qiu Tian.
"The time is indeed almost...it should start, but...Ling Jian, once this technique is performed, I will definitely lose control. By then, I will rely on you..."
"You start soon." Ling Jian looked rather impatient.
Maharaja Qiu Tian nodded lightly when he heard the sound, then he held the Abandoned God Sword in both hands and closed his eyes...
