The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 535: Many Enemies
The surrounding time suddenly distorted, and the power of the time barrier was constantly being cut and worn away by the hurricane with feathers. This time, seeing the golden bell being knocked into the air, Wang He might have used his last strength, manipulating the hurricane to launch the final attack. full blow.

All the power contained in the hurricane and the feathers was stimulated at this moment, and the feathers wrapped in the wind, at this time, it is belittled to say that the iron is turned into mud, even the time barrier of Dao Xun is constantly being suppressed. obliterate.

"You should be considered a strong man, but it's a pity that you met me." After Dao Xun used the luck spell, he had a solid foundation in his mind. But it is worthwhile to be able to kill Wang He.

An iron sword appeared in his hand again, and dazzling sword moves were used again. In an instant, hundreds of tiny sword qi appeared around Wang He's side.

The sword qi condensed by the power of time naturally possesses the power of time. It does not need time at all when attacking. They can reduce the period of time for the attack to leap to almost zero.

Therefore, all the sword energy seemed to suddenly appear around Wang He, up, down, left, right, and in all directions, completely blocking all Wang He's escape routes.

"Snake Transformation Clan, it's in danger!" Wang He was powerless to dodge, his eyes widened, and there was a moment of remorse in his expression. From his point of view at this moment, if he had known that Daoxun was such a strong man, even if Young Master Ling died Leng Tianfeng's subordinates, they shouldn't have rushed to seek revenge, and now, they might have provoked a big enemy for the tribe.

With a murmur, the sword energy came to him for countless hours, Wang He couldn't even let out a painful roar, and was cut into countless pieces.It fell towards the ground, and before it landed in the air, the pieces of flesh and bones shrank rapidly, and finally turned into fly ash, leaving no trace, not a single drop of blood flowed out.

"Hiss!" At the same time as Wang He died, the hurricane he sent broke through Dao Xun's time barrier at the same time, and countless extremely sharp feathers in the hurricane instantly tore Dao Xun's robe.

Hundreds of thousands of feathers were wrapped in the hurricane, and tens of thousands of holes would have to be cut, but due to the existence of luck spells, just when the hurricane tore the barrier of time, it turned to the place with the fewest feathers , and only thousands of holes were left on Dao Xun's body.

In addition, at the last moment, Wang He had already died, and the power of the hurricane was greatly reduced. Although the cuts and skins of Dao Xun's robe were torn apart, that's all. It's just embarrassing.

After all, the robes were turned into palm-sized fragments and flew away, and bloodstains dripped from his body, dripping red with tiny purple-golden drops.

Originally, the holy world kung fu that I had practiced, when it reached its peak, the blood in my whole body was flooded with the power of the holy source, and it was dyed golden, but after the San Gong was rebuilt, it returned to the bright red color of ordinary people. The power gradually merged into the blood of the flesh, but for some reason, the blood was stained with a purple-gold color.

The hurricane dissipated, and the feathers fell to the ground. Although Dao Xun looked a little embarrassed at this time, there was no sound around him, and no one dared to make a joke.

The attack just now, even the Nine Spirits who were far away from the center of the battle to see the excitement, and people from other tribes who heard the noise were also affected, and they had to defend themselves, and it even felt difficult. They didn't even dare to think about the attack they were facing.

Had they gone, I am afraid they would no longer exist in the world.

"The Snake Race hopes to be interesting, and this is the end, otherwise I don't mind taking your luck." Dao Xun grabbed another set of robes from the small world and put them on himself, looking at the other two War Emperors, whispered to himself.

Although there were many wounds on his body, they were nothing more than cut through flesh and blood, and with the blessing of luck spells, it looked terrifying, but none of the wounds were at vital points, so it was nothing serious.

At this time, Wang He was dead, so it was better to deal with the remaining two war emperors first.

Facing this way, Dao Xun didn't stop his shot, grabbed an iron sword again, stepped forward, and came to one of the war emperors, but the war emperor was distracted, responded in a panic, and raised his spear to parry.

What happened in front of him just now, he is still unwilling to be convinced at this moment, it is an attack beyond the realm of the war emperor, any of them facing such an attack, not to mention being killed by a second, has no resistance, but being Dao Xun Having resisted like this, and even beheaded Wang He in that kind of attack, the damage he suffered can even be said to be negligible in such a battle.

How could there be such an unreasonable thing in this world? He couldn't figure it out. Dao Xun seemed to be just a young boy, but Wang He, who had cultivated to the post-war period, had spent 450 five years and had the ability to fight. With the strength of the Emperor Realm, Wang He can live for thousands of years, and in the remaining time, there may be a chance to break through to the Zhan Emperor Realm.

This kind of talent is already a rare genius in the Snake Race for a hundred years, not to mention that from the very beginning, Wang He did not underestimate Dao Xun, and it can even be said that he has been in a state of desperate explosion. Emperor's siege.

He couldn't figure out why this kid Daoxun was still alive, wasn't he just in the middle stage of the War Emperor?All this is too unscientific.

The death of Wang He made the hearts of the two remaining war emperors sway. One of them reacted in a panic under Dao Xun's attack. After a few moves, he was already unable to parry. Dao Xun broke his weapon and cut off an arm.

And the other one was even unresponsive and didn't come forward to help. When the other came back to help, it was over. Dao Xun cut off the head of the war emperor who was wielding a spear with a sword.

Just as he was about to turn around and kill the last battle emperor, people from the Snake Clan flew in the distance in a hurry, and there were at least a hundred of them.

Mostly in the early stage of the King of War, there are only a dozen or so people in the middle and late stages, and only three people in the peak stage, and there are six people in total in the state of the King of War, three early stages, one in the middle stage, one in the late stage, and one in the peak stage, and one who surpasses the state of the King of War. Take the lead and fly.

Not only in the air, but also on the ground there is a large group of people who exude an aura similar to that of the Snake Race, running to chase them, but they are only warriors, and they should be soldiers who have not yet developed wings. Stationed outside the city, it is still far away at this time, so there is no need to think about it.

But Dao Xun, who flew from the sky, frowned. The one who took the lead, as expected, should be in the Zhandi realm.

I didn't expect that so many people from the Snake Clan would come to participate in the Ceremony, which was no worse than all the masters of some middle-level tribes gathered together.

After a battle just now, most of the strength in the body has been consumed. Is it necessary to pull You Tianjun out to save the field? There was no room for You Tianjun before, so he has been letting him recuperate in the small world, but I saw that ten thousand years in Black Dragon City before. After the previous scene, Daoxun didn't discover the real mystery of this world, so Daoxun didn't plan to call You Tianjun out easily.

In those pictures, among the enemies of Black Dragon City and Black Dragon City, there were saints, holy spirits, and even higher beings. You Tianjun is just the most common saint in the holy world. If you get him out, you will provoke someone more powerful Existence, on the contrary, made it worse.

Dao Xun didn't know if there was such a thing in the wild world.

The hesitation was only for a moment, although there was some hesitation in his heart, Dao Xun's face did not change in any way, so what if the enemy is strong and we are weak, nothing that can make him afraid has not yet been born in the heavens and myriad worlds.

At this time, the long sword swung, ignoring the people of the Snake Clan who were flying towards them at a high speed, and swung it towards the War Emperor beside him.

(End of this chapter)