Chapter: 1125
At the beginning, the Ziji Shatter he used could completely break through the defense of the Great Wuji Sword Formation. At that time, he had not yet broken through the eight rounds of the Emperor's Realm.
Now that he had broken through, the power of Ziji's shattering kill was even more terrifying, and he was actually easily resisted by the Great Wuji Sword Formation.
"The power of the Great Promise Sword Formation has become stronger?" Huangfu Wuji muttered to himself, frowning slightly.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuowen stomped the sole of his foot, and the countless cold sword lights surrounding him, like shooting stars, flew toward Huangfu in the sky above.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen held the bone spear in his right hand, leaped forward, and instantly arrived in front of Huangfu's drone. With a shake of his right hand, a terrifying spear burst out.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen no longer held back his hand, and used his mental strength and spear intent at the same time. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Huangfu Wuji, he had to use his hole cards without reservation.
Huangfu Wuji was fearless, two purple knives emerged from his hands again, like wind wheels, the purple knives were flying and stirring, forming a purple net-like energy, overflowing and grazing.
Keng Keng Keng!
The sound of metal and iron clanging continuously resounded continuously, accompanied by countless sparks, forming a scene of dazzling sparks in front of Huangfu's aircraft.
Whoosh!
Among the countless sparks, a cold bone gun passed by, and with a buzzing sound, it directly flew towards the center of Huangfu Wuji's eyebrows.
Feeling the plundering cold light, Huangfu Wuji's complexion changed slightly, he swept his right hand, and the purple blade was blocked between his eyebrows, he only heard a jingle sound, he only felt a huge force, and then Huangfu Wuji retreated repeatedly above the void.
Taking the last step with his right foot, Huangfu Jiji barely stabilized his figure, his face flushed, and his blood boiled.
"Huangfu Wuji, with your strength, you dare to let me Zhuowen die? How did you come to be so arrogant? Or are you just good at talking?" Zhuo Wen suddenly sneered.
As soon as these words came out, many people in the square focused their eyes on Huangfu Wuji, with strange expressions on their faces. What Zhuo Wen said was correct. At the beginning, Huangfu Wuji was full of self-confidence, and boasted to Haikou to let Zhuo Wen come up to his death.
But the current situation is that Zhuo Wen is not damaged at all, while Huangfu Wuji is completely at a disadvantage. This is simply a slap in the face!
Huangfu Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was hot, revealing a look of anger.
"Little bastard, that was just your luck, now let's see how I deal with you!"
Huangfu shouted angrily, and once again used Ziji smash, and at the same time used the third blade, this time he must completely kill Zhuo Wen on the ring, so that he can relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Idiot! The same moves are useless to me."
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly, squeezed the sword formula with his right hand, and shouted in a low voice: "The Weeping Blood Style of the Great Promise Sword Formation!"
At the same time, Zhuowen's Niwan Palace was running at a high speed, and the spiritual power of the fifth grade poured out unreservedly, making the power of the Great Wuji Sword Formation swell to the extreme.
Countless rain of blood fell in the Great Promise Sword Formation, and suddenly, the Great Promise Sword Formation turned into countless bloody lights, rushing toward Huangfu Wuji in a rustle.
Boom!
Coincidentally, Huangfu Wuji's Ziji slashing also came one after another, three huge purple blades from mountain peaks slashed on the Great Wuji sword array at the same time.
Then, the three purple blades froze completely, and then were shrouded in countless blood light, with a click, the huge three purple blades were completely shattered into countless purple light powders by the blood light.
The blood light was like a broken bamboo, and it swept towards Huangfu Wuji again, and the terrifying bloody smell permeated, almost tearing Huangfu Wuji into powder.
At this moment, Huangfu Jiji, the only expression on his face was fear, boundless fear.
In any case, he never imagined how Zhuowen's mental power could be so powerful, and the first sword of the Great Wuji Sword Formation, the weeping blood style, was so powerful that it reached such a terrifying level.
"It's not that the power of the Great Promise Sword Formation has increased, but that Zhuo Wen's spiritual power has been promoted to the fifth rank, and he can display the full power of the Great Promise Sword Formation."
At this moment, Huangfu Wuji finally understood the reason why the power of the Great Promise Sword Formation had increased so much, because Zhuo Wen was now a fifth-rank Arcanist, and he had brought out the full power of the Great Promise Sword Formation.
Pooh!
The blood light blasted on Huangfu Wuji's chest suddenly, and then Huangfu Wuji flew backwards like a butterfly with broken wings, blood gushing out like a fountain, his face pale.
"A fifth-rank arcanist, this Zhuo Wen's spiritual power has reached the fifth rank, it's too scary!"
"This Zhuo Wen is only about twenty years old, and his mental power has reached such a terrifying level, isn't it amazing?"
At the moment when Huangfu Wuji flew upside down and was eliminated, the square boiled up. When Zhuo Wen used the Great Wuji Sword Formation to instantly crush Huangfu Wuji, everyone knew that only the fifth-rank mental power could unleash such a terrifying fifth-rank Yuan Formation. power.
The Qing Emperor, who was originally calm, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes the moment Zhuo Wen used the fifth-grade spiritual power. He also did not expect that Zhuo Wen was so young that he could cultivate to the fifth-grade mental power, and his talent was terrifying.
"This son's talent in spiritual power can be called a peerless evildoer." Qingdi thought to himself, and he valued Zhuo Wen a lot.
As for Huangfu Wuji's defeat, Emperor Qing didn't feel much, after all Zhuo Wen defeated Huangfu Wuji upright, so he didn't feel wrong. JrNovels.com
Now that he had broken through, the power of Ziji's shattering kill was even more terrifying, and he was actually easily resisted by the Great Wuji Sword Formation.
"The power of the Great Promise Sword Formation has become stronger?" Huangfu Wuji muttered to himself, frowning slightly.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuowen stomped the sole of his foot, and the countless cold sword lights surrounding him, like shooting stars, flew toward Huangfu in the sky above.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen held the bone spear in his right hand, leaped forward, and instantly arrived in front of Huangfu's drone. With a shake of his right hand, a terrifying spear burst out.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen no longer held back his hand, and used his mental strength and spear intent at the same time. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Huangfu Wuji, he had to use his hole cards without reservation.
Huangfu Wuji was fearless, two purple knives emerged from his hands again, like wind wheels, the purple knives were flying and stirring, forming a purple net-like energy, overflowing and grazing.
Keng Keng Keng!
The sound of metal and iron clanging continuously resounded continuously, accompanied by countless sparks, forming a scene of dazzling sparks in front of Huangfu's aircraft.
Whoosh!
Among the countless sparks, a cold bone gun passed by, and with a buzzing sound, it directly flew towards the center of Huangfu Wuji's eyebrows.
Feeling the plundering cold light, Huangfu Wuji's complexion changed slightly, he swept his right hand, and the purple blade was blocked between his eyebrows, he only heard a jingle sound, he only felt a huge force, and then Huangfu Wuji retreated repeatedly above the void.
Taking the last step with his right foot, Huangfu Jiji barely stabilized his figure, his face flushed, and his blood boiled.
"Huangfu Wuji, with your strength, you dare to let me Zhuowen die? How did you come to be so arrogant? Or are you just good at talking?" Zhuo Wen suddenly sneered.
As soon as these words came out, many people in the square focused their eyes on Huangfu Wuji, with strange expressions on their faces. What Zhuo Wen said was correct. At the beginning, Huangfu Wuji was full of self-confidence, and boasted to Haikou to let Zhuo Wen come up to his death.
But the current situation is that Zhuo Wen is not damaged at all, while Huangfu Wuji is completely at a disadvantage. This is simply a slap in the face!
Huangfu Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was hot, revealing a look of anger.
"Little bastard, that was just your luck, now let's see how I deal with you!"
Huangfu shouted angrily, and once again used Ziji smash, and at the same time used the third blade, this time he must completely kill Zhuo Wen on the ring, so that he can relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Idiot! The same moves are useless to me."
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly, squeezed the sword formula with his right hand, and shouted in a low voice: "The Weeping Blood Style of the Great Promise Sword Formation!"
At the same time, Zhuowen's Niwan Palace was running at a high speed, and the spiritual power of the fifth grade poured out unreservedly, making the power of the Great Wuji Sword Formation swell to the extreme.
Countless rain of blood fell in the Great Promise Sword Formation, and suddenly, the Great Promise Sword Formation turned into countless bloody lights, rushing toward Huangfu Wuji in a rustle.
Boom!
Coincidentally, Huangfu Wuji's Ziji slashing also came one after another, three huge purple blades from mountain peaks slashed on the Great Wuji sword array at the same time.
Then, the three purple blades froze completely, and then were shrouded in countless blood light, with a click, the huge three purple blades were completely shattered into countless purple light powders by the blood light.
The blood light was like a broken bamboo, and it swept towards Huangfu Wuji again, and the terrifying bloody smell permeated, almost tearing Huangfu Wuji into powder.
At this moment, Huangfu Jiji, the only expression on his face was fear, boundless fear.
In any case, he never imagined how Zhuowen's mental power could be so powerful, and the first sword of the Great Wuji Sword Formation, the weeping blood style, was so powerful that it reached such a terrifying level.
"It's not that the power of the Great Promise Sword Formation has increased, but that Zhuo Wen's spiritual power has been promoted to the fifth rank, and he can display the full power of the Great Promise Sword Formation."
At this moment, Huangfu Wuji finally understood the reason why the power of the Great Promise Sword Formation had increased so much, because Zhuo Wen was now a fifth-rank Arcanist, and he had brought out the full power of the Great Promise Sword Formation.
Pooh!
The blood light blasted on Huangfu Wuji's chest suddenly, and then Huangfu Wuji flew backwards like a butterfly with broken wings, blood gushing out like a fountain, his face pale.
"A fifth-rank arcanist, this Zhuo Wen's spiritual power has reached the fifth rank, it's too scary!"
"This Zhuo Wen is only about twenty years old, and his mental power has reached such a terrifying level, isn't it amazing?"
At the moment when Huangfu Wuji flew upside down and was eliminated, the square boiled up. When Zhuo Wen used the Great Wuji Sword Formation to instantly crush Huangfu Wuji, everyone knew that only the fifth-rank mental power could unleash such a terrifying fifth-rank Yuan Formation. power.
The Qing Emperor, who was originally calm, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes the moment Zhuo Wen used the fifth-grade spiritual power. He also did not expect that Zhuo Wen was so young that he could cultivate to the fifth-grade mental power, and his talent was terrifying.
"This son's talent in spiritual power can be called a peerless evildoer." Qingdi thought to himself, and he valued Zhuo Wen a lot.
As for Huangfu Wuji's defeat, Emperor Qing didn't feel much, after all Zhuo Wen defeated Huangfu Wuji upright, so he didn't feel wrong. JrNovels.com
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