Chapter: 3159
At the moment when the sword was cut, strands of purple ripples emerged from Zhuo Wen's body, and these purple ripples were condensed in Zhuowen's sword, making the sword's power reach the strongest moment in history.
"The power of the fourfold Tao?"
Above the blood flame, the man in blood armor saw the purple meaning in that sword at a glance, and his eyes showed a trace of surprise.
The sword piercing the thorns with the blessing of the fourfold Dao will is extremely powerful, and the countless thorns with sharp sword intents rotate continuously in a spiral shape, directly blocking the path of the seven blood-robed men who are at the peak of the gods.
"The first appearance of the sword light!"
After the seven blood-robed men at the peak of the gods, Zhuo Wen slashed at the ninety blood-robed men at the later stage of the gods behind him. At this moment, he chopped out several sword lights in a row.
The moment these sword lights slashed out, a terrifying white light erupted, enveloping more than twenty blood-robed men in the late stage of the gods in the front.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Zhuo Wen cut out the sword, Zhuo Wen also came to a free period, and the remaining 60 or so late-stage blood-robed gods wrapped Zhuo Wen in one after another, and blasted out their methods one after another.
Immediately, Zhuo Wen's body was filled with continuous muffled crackling sounds.
Even though Zhuo Wen had Yang Yu's protection, he couldn't help but his whole body was boiling with qi and blood, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior Brother..." Lianmeng couldn't help whispering worriedly.
But Zhuo Wen didn't flinch because of this, even though surrounded by more than 60 late-stage gods, Zhuo Wen exchanged injuries for injuries, and slashed out with a sword with his right hand, and a blood-cloaked head of a late-stage god fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen has unreservedly used the fourfold Taoism, his whole body is filled with purple, and his whole body looks very ethereal.
The blessing of the fourfold Taoism on his divine sword gave Zhuo Wen the strength to kill the gods with one sword in the later stage.
Pooh!
Pooh!
...
A sword was swung, and heads fell to the ground one by one. Zhuo Wen completely exchanged his life for his attack. As long as it was not a fatal injury, Zhuowen would basically ignore it. The frequency is extremely fast.
In just an instant, Zhuo Wen killed another 20 late-stage gods, and the remaining forty late-stage gods blood-robed people all burst back with fear in their eyes.
The guy in the early days of the gods in front of him is so terrifying that he almost gave up defense and only focused on attacking.
It can be said that Zhuo Wen in front of him is more deadly than these killers, and this kind of person is the most terrifying.
At this moment, Zhuowen was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his clothes were stained red with blood. Although he had Yangyu's defense, the aftermath of the combined attack of so many gods was not so pleasant for Zhuowen.
But Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely bright. Seeing the remaining more than forty blood-robed people in the late stage of the gods fleeing, Zhuo Wen cut out the divine sword with his right hand, and immediately used the sword to stab the thorns.
The terrifying thorns were like a giant python, and instantly rolled up more than a dozen gods in the late stage. Then Zhuo Wen jumped up, bent his right wrist, and threw the Excalibur out by him.
I saw the divine sword spinning continuously, like a boomerang, passing over the necks of more than a dozen blood-robed men who were engulfed by sword shadows and thorns, and instantly took off their heads.
"die!"
At the same time, the seven blood-robed men who were at the peak of the gods had already smashed Zhuo Wen's sword shadow thorns. He went out and came towards Zhuo Wen to attack and plunder.
However, before the seven blood-robed people at the peak of the gods came, Lianmeng was the first to grab Zhuo Wen and fly back, and the yin and yang Pisces rejoined to form a rotating protective shield.
The man in the blood armor also looked a bit ugly. Like other men in blood robes, he underestimated Zhuo Wen.
How could he have imagined that Zhuo Wen was so ruthless, and this kind of ruthlessness was not only towards others, but also towards himself. Facing the ninety blood-robed men in the late stage of the gods, he gave up defense and directly attacked.
Unexpectedly, those blood-robed men were caught off guard by him.
"This kid is hiding really deep, and he has comprehended the fourfold Taoism. He has never revealed the power of the fourfold Taoism before, just to create an unexpected effect!"
The blood-armored man's eyes darkened slightly. He stared at Zhuo Wen who was kneeling next to Lianmeng. For the first time, he showed a cautious look. He no longer dared to underestimate the cultivator in front of him who was only at the early stage of the god.
"Who is that guy? In such a short period of time, he actually killed seventy late-stage blood god killers instantly? Am I wrong?"
"You read that right, the scene just now is absolutely true, and this kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of a god, it's incredible!"
"Didn't you see the purple meaning on this kid? This is the power of the fourfold Taoism. It's really amazing. This kid is not very old, but he can comprehend the fourfold Taoism. It's really commendable. I don't know who the big A disciple who can sit down."
"..."
Outside the blood killing formation, many monks had already gathered, and they were all attracted by the blood killing formation.
With the cultivation base of these monks, they can clearly see what happened in the blood killing formation. The scene of Zhuo Wen beheading many blood-robed killers just now is deeply fixed in everyone's mind. JrNovels.com
"The power of the fourfold Tao?"
Above the blood flame, the man in blood armor saw the purple meaning in that sword at a glance, and his eyes showed a trace of surprise.
The sword piercing the thorns with the blessing of the fourfold Dao will is extremely powerful, and the countless thorns with sharp sword intents rotate continuously in a spiral shape, directly blocking the path of the seven blood-robed men who are at the peak of the gods.
"The first appearance of the sword light!"
After the seven blood-robed men at the peak of the gods, Zhuo Wen slashed at the ninety blood-robed men at the later stage of the gods behind him. At this moment, he chopped out several sword lights in a row.
The moment these sword lights slashed out, a terrifying white light erupted, enveloping more than twenty blood-robed men in the late stage of the gods in the front.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Zhuo Wen cut out the sword, Zhuo Wen also came to a free period, and the remaining 60 or so late-stage blood-robed gods wrapped Zhuo Wen in one after another, and blasted out their methods one after another.
Immediately, Zhuo Wen's body was filled with continuous muffled crackling sounds.
Even though Zhuo Wen had Yang Yu's protection, he couldn't help but his whole body was boiling with qi and blood, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior Brother..." Lianmeng couldn't help whispering worriedly.
But Zhuo Wen didn't flinch because of this, even though surrounded by more than 60 late-stage gods, Zhuo Wen exchanged injuries for injuries, and slashed out with a sword with his right hand, and a blood-cloaked head of a late-stage god fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen has unreservedly used the fourfold Taoism, his whole body is filled with purple, and his whole body looks very ethereal.
The blessing of the fourfold Taoism on his divine sword gave Zhuo Wen the strength to kill the gods with one sword in the later stage.
Pooh!
Pooh!
...
A sword was swung, and heads fell to the ground one by one. Zhuo Wen completely exchanged his life for his attack. As long as it was not a fatal injury, Zhuowen would basically ignore it. The frequency is extremely fast.
In just an instant, Zhuo Wen killed another 20 late-stage gods, and the remaining forty late-stage gods blood-robed people all burst back with fear in their eyes.
The guy in the early days of the gods in front of him is so terrifying that he almost gave up defense and only focused on attacking.
It can be said that Zhuo Wen in front of him is more deadly than these killers, and this kind of person is the most terrifying.
At this moment, Zhuowen was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his clothes were stained red with blood. Although he had Yangyu's defense, the aftermath of the combined attack of so many gods was not so pleasant for Zhuowen.
But Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely bright. Seeing the remaining more than forty blood-robed people in the late stage of the gods fleeing, Zhuo Wen cut out the divine sword with his right hand, and immediately used the sword to stab the thorns.
The terrifying thorns were like a giant python, and instantly rolled up more than a dozen gods in the late stage. Then Zhuo Wen jumped up, bent his right wrist, and threw the Excalibur out by him.
I saw the divine sword spinning continuously, like a boomerang, passing over the necks of more than a dozen blood-robed men who were engulfed by sword shadows and thorns, and instantly took off their heads.
"die!"
At the same time, the seven blood-robed men who were at the peak of the gods had already smashed Zhuo Wen's sword shadow thorns. He went out and came towards Zhuo Wen to attack and plunder.
However, before the seven blood-robed people at the peak of the gods came, Lianmeng was the first to grab Zhuo Wen and fly back, and the yin and yang Pisces rejoined to form a rotating protective shield.
The man in the blood armor also looked a bit ugly. Like other men in blood robes, he underestimated Zhuo Wen.
How could he have imagined that Zhuo Wen was so ruthless, and this kind of ruthlessness was not only towards others, but also towards himself. Facing the ninety blood-robed men in the late stage of the gods, he gave up defense and directly attacked.
Unexpectedly, those blood-robed men were caught off guard by him.
"This kid is hiding really deep, and he has comprehended the fourfold Taoism. He has never revealed the power of the fourfold Taoism before, just to create an unexpected effect!"
The blood-armored man's eyes darkened slightly. He stared at Zhuo Wen who was kneeling next to Lianmeng. For the first time, he showed a cautious look. He no longer dared to underestimate the cultivator in front of him who was only at the early stage of the god.
"Who is that guy? In such a short period of time, he actually killed seventy late-stage blood god killers instantly? Am I wrong?"
"You read that right, the scene just now is absolutely true, and this kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of a god, it's incredible!"
"Didn't you see the purple meaning on this kid? This is the power of the fourfold Taoism. It's really amazing. This kid is not very old, but he can comprehend the fourfold Taoism. It's really commendable. I don't know who the big A disciple who can sit down."
"..."
Outside the blood killing formation, many monks had already gathered, and they were all attracted by the blood killing formation.
With the cultivation base of these monks, they can clearly see what happened in the blood killing formation. The scene of Zhuo Wen beheading many blood-robed killers just now is deeply fixed in everyone's mind. JrNovels.com
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