Heavenly Sword Divine Emperor

“No! How could you be all right?”

Seeing Lin Ye was safe and sound, Yu Wenmo was dumbfounded, his body was shaking, and his face was full of horrified expression.

Thunderbolt’s anger prison, plus Thunderbolt Domain, is already his strongest move.

If even these cannot hurt Lin Ye, then he really can’t do anything about it.

Fear. In addition to fear, Yu Wenmo has no other thoughts on Lin Ye!

Not just Yu Wenmo, everyone present was shocked!

Except that Sun Wuyu and Ji Ling knew Lin Ye’s strength, they were not too surprised. The others, including Yan Shihao and Shen Lingxiao, who had always believed in Lin Ye, were shocked.

When thunderbolt fell in anger, they were desperate in their hearts. Unexpectedly, Lin Ye gave them a big surprise!

“when!”

The nine gods are floating in the air, emitting Force of Thunder from time to time.

At this time, the shocked people sobered up, all attracted by Jiuzun Shending, looked at it, and immediately expressed a surprised expression.

They are not weak, it is natural to see that within the nine gods, there is a breath of thunderbolt.

“His … It’s these nine gods who replaced Lin Ye to absorb those thunderbolts!”

“That’s Thunderbolt’s anger, it’s Peak Saint’s full blow! Could the nine gods be Paragon Sacred Artifact? Otherwise, how could it have absorbed those Thunderbolt?”

“Oh my God, Lin Ye but Half-Saint, why did you have Paragon Sacred Artifact?”

For a moment, everyone pointed at Jiuding, curious.

Yu Wenmo looked at the nine gods, but gradually showed a bitter smile.

“Paragon Sacred Artifact … again Paragon Sacred Artifact!”

Yu Wenmo was especially bitter in his heart. He knew that he had lost this time, and it was a complete defeat!

He did not expect that there would be that many Paragon Sacred Artifact in Lin Ye’s hands! Even more, the nine gods are more scary than Paragon Sacred Artifact!

Otherwise, it is impossible to absorb all the damage of Thunderbolt’s anger prison!

A Five-Half-Half-Saint with several pieces of Paragon Sacred Artifact on his body, no one can think of.

Opening his eyes slowly, Lin Ye’s Essence, Qi and Spirit recovered to Peak, looking into Yu Wenmo’s eyes, expression cold.

“Yu Wenmo, what method do you have?”

Hearing this, Yu Wenmo’s face went completely, and he took away all the previous bitterness and unwilling.

Even if he knew he would lose, in front of so many people, Yu Wenmo could not admit defeat!

Anyway, he is an old man, taking advantage of the sky, even if defeated, it is better than admit defeat.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Wenmo’s right hand opened, and the purple thunderbolt surged, condensing into a sledgehammer in an instant.

The lightning blooming on the hammer contains the powerful power that exudes the power of Saint!

Holding the sledgehammer in both hands, Yu Wenmo’s breath suddenly rose a bit.

However, Lin Ye has not changed any expression.

At this time, Yu Wenmo seemed to be powerful, but the formidable power of this one move was a little weaker than the previous thunderbolt rage plus thunderbolt domain.

“weng weng weng! ”

Nine statues of giant tripods floated slowly to form an array, which suddenly enveloped Lin Ye.

“Drink!”

Lightly shouted, Yu Wenmo’s body is spinning, holding the sledgehammer in both hands, the whole person is like a roc bird, leaping high, the person is in the air, and suddenly shakes his hands, the sledgehammer that is completely condensed by thunderbolt Dumped out.

In the whistling sound, the sledgehammer bloomed countless thunderbolt and fell to Lin Ye.

“Thunderbolt!”

The burst of drinking suddenly sounded, and the sledgehammer suddenly burst after touching the nine gods.

The underlying thunderbolt is just like a firework. It constantly erupts and blooms. The electric light is shining and the power is amazing.

For a moment, the entire Space has stagnated, giving a strong sense of oppression.

“bang bang bang!”

The thunder roared, however, the nine gods were shaking, spinning continuously, absorbing all the lightning into the tripod.

As for the Force of Thunder, even Lin Ye’s body didn’t touch it, it just disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Yu Wenmo frowned, and an ominous premonition appeared in her heart.

“Looks like, you are already … Qianqi donkey is poor!”

The voice of cold words gradually sounded, Lin Ye stood up, raised his hands, and pressed forward sharply.

Suddenly, the nine gods were suddenly inflated a bit, like Wonton, and absorbed all the thunderbolt into it.

The thunderbolt sledgehammer in the air quickly disappeared after losing the thunderbolt.

At the next moment, the nine gods triumphantly flew out and surrounded Yu Wenmo with a thunderbolt!

“weng! ”

There was an invisible wave rippling between the nine gods, and Yu Wenmo was unable to escape, and was suddenly affected by that wave. It was like being trapped in a quagmire and unable to move at all!

After struggling for a while, Yu Wenmo’s face changed drastically, his face full of horrified expression, suddenly looking up, staring at Lin Ye hardly.

He knows that Lin Ye is going to shoot!

Sure enough, Lin Ye slowly raised his right hand, the flames appeared bright, and cold light surged above the blade.

“Jiuding Town God!”

“One sword Guanghan Nineteen Provinces!”

“Thirty-two times attack!”

lightly shouted, Lin Ye, holding the flames in flames, slammed out one sword.

At the same time, a special wave broke out of Jiuzun Shending, imprisoning Yu Wenmo as a whole.

His face changed drastically, Yuwen silently rescued himself, but he couldn’t mobilize any power, and could only watch with open eyes. The word qi swept across, passing his body in an instant!

“pu!”

Almost as soon as sword qi cut Yu Wenmo’s body, he flew out of the air like a kite with a broken wire.

Every inch of skin, the pain of heartbreaking lungs, like a tide, constantly invading his nerves!

As soon as he landed, Yuwen could not help but tremble, his skin cracked, and red blood flowing out.

His cheeks were incredibly white, with no trace of blood.

Jiuding Zhenshen, Heavenly Sword Twelve Styles plus thirty-two times the attack, and Yu Wenmo was injured at the time, not in its heyday, and could not stand Lin Ye’s offensive.

However, others did not see it, thinking that Lin Ye defeated Quan Sheng Yu Wenmo, all took a breath of air.

Insignificant Half-Saint, defeated Peak Saint, which completely broke their perception!

It can be said that there is no feat before the ancients, no feat after the feat!

Withdrawing the flame Chi Ming, Lin Ye calmed his breath and stepped towards Yu Wenmo.

One sword Guanghan Nineteen Provinces, plus 32 times the attack, and the use of Jiuding Zhenshen throughout the process, made him a bit overwhelmed.

“You lost! Give it back!”

Lin Ye’s words were cold and Yu Wenmo’s smile gradually became bitter.

Without any hesitation or resentment, Yu Wen silently transferred all the points to Lin Ye.

“hiss……”

Seeing this scene, many old students couldn’t help showing surprise and looked at Yu Wenmo in shock!