Xianhong Road

Chapter 782 Peerless Danger

Thousands of rays of light, like a waterfall, cut across the void for thousands of miles, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

"Huang Wuhou", who is in the realm of emptiness, has almost exhausted his entire life's skills to launch a secret skill inherited by Wuhou, "Disillusionment of the Heaven".

Hundreds of thousands of monks in Wuhou Castle, hundreds of miles away, closed their eyes at the same time under the glare that covered everything in the world, and their souls trembled under the shocking oppression.

The power of Marquis Wu in the past has once again returned to the earth.

Everyone couldn't help shouting and cheering in their hearts, their blood was surging, but under the spiritual power of drawing the power of thousands of miles of void, the world was dead silent, and they didn't even have the ability to breathe.

The state of the gods is worthy of being looked up to, and it is said that half a foot has stepped into the supreme state of the third level of the sky.

Wushuang's gloomy body was riddled with holes, and a broken sword appeared in his hand, stabbing forward slowly.

In an instant, a shocking flash of lightning pierced through Taixu, and forcibly tore apart the tens of thousands of rays of light into a vacuum.

The entire void shook slightly, as if a mysterious ripple had appeared, obliterating everything around it.

The dazzling Huang Wuhou, who looked like a god-man, staggered and found himself stabbed by a broken sword.

The broken sword hummed continuously, generating hundreds of millions of pure sword intents, filling his physical body and rushing into the soul level.

At the same time, a supreme sword energy unyielding to fate rushed to the clouds of the nine heavens, changing the color of the sky and the earth, and making the sun and the moon lose their splendor.

However, under the endless blows of the disillusioned sky, this firm and unyielding sword energy, like a meteor that flashes away in the night sky, blooms with brilliance for an instant.

……

Wuhou Castle, a secret underground hall.

hum~~~
Brilliant white light flashed, and an indistinct figure gradually emerged from the ancient teleportation array.

Yang Fan found that the surrounding area was empty and there was a little dust.

As soon as he appeared, he touched the restriction here.

"who?"

Three men dressed in simple and unsophisticated clothes, holding long swords, rushed over suddenly.

"Yang is from the 'Xiandaozong'..."

Yang Fan just stopped in the middle of speaking.

At this moment, tens of thousands of dazzling lights covered a radius of ten thousand miles. Even Yang Fan and the other three guards in the underground hall subconsciously closed their eyes.

A shocking sword energy rushed up to the sky, and in the brilliance that soaked the sky, a nearly nothingness-like startling lightning seemed to cut open the void.

"Am I still late?"

Yang Fan was very disturbed.

hum~~
In the space, there was a frightening fluctuation.

"It's hard to imagine that the collision of the two actually produced weak spatial ripples."

Yang Fan's penetrating senses capture the changes in space.

Ripples in space are an existence that can almost smash everything in the world.

Being able to generate space ripples, even if they are weak, proves that the attack strength has reached the level that can affect the stability of space.

This is a means that only the legendary powerhouse of the third rank of Tongtian can possess. It can be seen how powerful the two are when they intersect.

At that moment, Yang Fan sensed the faint blood light that appeared in the void of thousands of miles, which was scattered by the Xeon Sword Intent rushing to the sky.This is also the reason why the power at that level erupts and the time is extremely short, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

scoff——

Wu Shuang's sword that shocked the nine heavens, under the endless brilliance that disillusioned the sky, was only fleeting.

Afterwards, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the breath of horror and uneasiness lasted for a moment, and the vast divine power that disillusioned the sky slowly dimmed.

At this time, everyone adapted to the environment and saw the two people on the field.

Wushuang held a half-cut sword and stabbed into Huang Wuhou's body, and he himself was half-kneeling on the ground.

The sword just now, in a short moment, weakened the influence of space distance on him to the minimum.

Huang Wuhou's white hair fluttered in the wind, and his beard was stained with blood. On his old face, he was surprised for a moment, and then he smiled happily: "Before stepping into the grave, I can use this 'disillusionment' blow. Hou dies without..."

Before he finished speaking, he lost all vitality and closed his eyes.

Like a statue, his body stood in place, unshakable.

And Wushuang drew out the broken sword, and barely supported it on the ground, extremely weak.

Moreover, his figure appeared dim, even translucent, about to dissipate.

After killing Huang Wuhou with the Broken Sword, Wushuang did not have the full energy state that Yang Fan had after killing Sanyou Old Demon last time.Perhaps, this is the exclusive privilege of Yang Fan, who has mastered the nature of life.

"Master Wuhou is dead..."

On the Wuhou Castle, countless monks showed deep sorrow.

"Master!!"

Huang Yuyang knelt on the ground, as Marquis Wu's proudest disciple, she was completely powerless at the moment.

"Master Wuhou!!" The man in black knelt on the ground.

thump! !thump! ! ...

In the ancient castle of Marquis Wu, everyone knelt on the ground and worshiped the old and white-haired Marquis Wu standing on the ground.

At this time, a rain fell from the sky, covering the area for thousands of miles.

The drizzle in the sky soaked hundreds of thousands of monks.

In fact, it was not a coincidence that the rain came. The blow from the disillusioned sky shattered the clouds within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Wushuang's weak body barely stood up from the ground, and bowed to Marquis Huang Wu to show respect for this opponent.

Then...he walked slowly and arduously towards his own lonely road.

On the Wuhou Castle, hundreds of thousands of monks watched him leave, but no one did anything.

"Miss Huang, now is the best time to avenge Lord Wuhou. This person is currently in an extremely weak state. Sending a few Xuantong experts will surely kill him..."

A child of the Marquis Wu's family, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to burst into tears.

"Huang Yuan, shut up! This is a fair duel. If you kill him at this time, it will only ruin the reputation of Marquis Wu's family. Master's sacrifice to defend his dignity at the cost of his life will also be in vain!!"

Huang Yuyang scolded tenderly, her face full of frost.

The other Wuhou family children were also silent, watching Wushuang leave.

For some reason, Wushuang felt uneasy when he was walking hard.

Could it be a coincidence that the intelligence error during the execution of the mission was a coincidence?
"...Wu Shuang, it's unbelievable that you actually accomplished this mission."

A hoarse voice came from behind Wushuang.

Wushuang paused, perhaps because she was too weak and was attacked behind her, she didn't realize it.

"Who is that..."

The monks on Wuhou Castle found a "shadow" behind Wushuang.

It was a dark shadow, almost hidden in the night that had just fallen.

Looking at it with the naked eye, it seems to be just a phantom, and the outline of the appearance can only be seen clearly at a close distance.

"It seems that you are 'Tian Ying', the No. [-] assassin in the 'Heavenly Killing Pavilion'."

Wushuang's voice seemed weak, but he said sarcastically: "You, who have reached the realm of emptiness, can easily kill me who is extremely weak at this moment, so why use a sneak attack."

"I'm a truly qualified killer..." Tianying's voice was very hoarse: "My mission success rate is [-]%, not only because of my personal strength, but more importantly, I always use the smallest price to do it. Achieve the goal. And, without absolute certainty, I never make a move.

puff-

With a flash of cold light, the sword was cut off with both hands, and it stabbed into Tianying's body in a blink of an eye.

The whole movement was natural, without any signs.

Even Tianying didn't expect that the opponent still had the strength to fight back.

Tianying's body was pierced, but he didn't panic at all: "I forgot to tell you, my physical body is not a physical body, and I ignore all attacks below the realm of the void."

As soon as the words fell, there was a flash of cold light, and a crescent-shaped short sword was drawn, as fast as lightning.

Ding! !

Wushuang reluctantly swung the broken sword horizontally, blocking Tianying's blow.

However, Wushuang was also sent flying more than a dozen feet under that terrifying force, and his figure became more and more bleak, as if there were signs of extinction.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect your body, and it's not a real entity... But the next blow, you will die immediately."

"What nonsense, you have been slow to understand me, do you want to show your sense of accomplishment by killing me?"

Wushuang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed inwardly, "I'm about to enter the next reincarnation, when can I get rid of my fate?"

"That's right!! You can be said to be the most outstanding swordsman genius in Daqin. Your comprehension makes me jealous. If you give you a few more hundred years, you may be able to beat the world. You can kill a person like you in the cradle. What a sense of accomplishment is that?"

Tianying's voice trembled slightly.

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised the crescent dagger in his hand, and said calmly: "My 'Sky Shadow' is quite an example, let you see the 'Dark Night Sky Arc' that I have never used before."

When the two confronted each other, hundreds of lights and shadows appeared above the night sky of Marquis Wu's Castle, coming from all directions.

shhhhhh...

Like thousands of brilliant sword lights, illuminating the night sky.

At the same time, two vast spiritual powers emerged from the ten thousand miles of void, causing the chaotic and panicked Wuhou Castle to fall into a suffocating silence.

This is obviously the aura of two strong men with weak spirits.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect that 'Huang Wuhou' would die. This way, we will be relieved."

One of the men in feather robes stepped on the majestic cloud light for a hundred miles said.

The face of this feather-robed man is somewhat similar to that of General Yun Lu Xiang, Lu Yun and others, with an elegant and elegant aura.

"Lu Yunhou, you put it lightly. This Huang Wuhou was promoted to the realm of the gods before the end of his life. Who would dare to fight him head-on. The martial power of the Wuhou clan is the most amazing..."

Near Lu Yunhou, a ghost-faced man with a dark aura who stepped on a long black river spoke.

"It's Marquis Qi Yuan and Marquis Lu Yun!!"

Among the children of the Marquis Wu family, an elderly man exclaimed in surprise.

As soon as Huang Wuhou died, the two princes brought people to kill him. Could this be a coincidence?

But at this moment, everyone's attention was fixed on the other side: the confrontation between Tianying and Wushuang.

Even Marquis Lu Yun and Marquis Qi Yuan are no exception.

"stop--"

At this time, under the ground, a man's exclamation came, which made Wushuang's heart move.

"I'm late!!"

Tianying sneered, swung the crescent dagger, and the whole night suddenly became darker.

Immediately, the sky trembled, and a bleak arc, almost ignoring the existence of space distance, cut in front of Wushuang.

An Ye Tianhu, a divine strike, is almost as mysterious as Wushuang's previous strike.

clang~~~~
Sparks shot out in all directions, and the sound of metal and iron clanging shook thousands of miles around.

Against the backdrop of two illusory yellow dragons hovering, a mysterious man supported an unshakable yellow-patterned earth cover, blocking Wushuang in an unpredictable way.

The crescent dagger cuts on the yellow pattern mask, no matter how difficult it is to make an inch, it arouses colorful particles tens of feet high, which is gorgeous and spectacular.

At the same time, in the eyes of everyone, the man's figure seemed to be raised without limit, and then raised...to become a giant supporting the heaven and earth, and attracted the gathering of the vast natural forces between the heaven and the earth.

What's even more incredible is that the "broken sword" that was originally in Wushou's hands actually appeared in this person's hands! ! !

(Thank you for your comments... Tomorrow fast food will start to explode)
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