Chapter: 7184
The terrifying power of the soul surged out, unexpectedly condensing a gigantic black sword in front of him.
In the state of demon dyeing, the purple-gold color of the soul sword intent was completely infected by the demon energy, the color was completely dyed black, and the breath became extremely terrifying.
Zhuowen grabbed his right hand across the air, and the Ten Thousand Zhang Excalibur suddenly released a terrifying storm of sword energy, sweeping across Zhuowen's body, and countless broken stones were annihilated into dust.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen let out a soft shout, and slashed forward with his right hand. Following his gesture, the Excalibur was swung out, and a terrifying wind swept away, colliding with bloody lightning.
Tear!
For a moment, time seemed to stand still, flowing very slowly.
But this phenomenon of time stillness didn't last long, and then Xuefeng found out in shock that the bloody lightning he swung was cut off by the mighty sword.
In an instant, the countless gravels suspended around Zhuo Wen couldn't withstand the terrifying shock wave generated by the collision between the two, and they all shattered into fine powder one after another.
"Cut again!"
After cutting through the bloody lightning with a sword, Zhuo Wen stepped into the air and appeared not far above the blood maple.
I saw Zhuo Wen raised the sword finger of his right hand above his head, looked down at Xue Feng, and then swung his hand down heavily.
The Wanzhang Excalibur slashed down from the sky, and terrifying explosions exploded around the starry sky, forming terrifying black hole vortices.
"This guy's soul is actually so powerful, I'm afraid it has reached the level of the late stage of Fatian Xiangdi, or even stronger!"
Xue Feng's pupils contracted into needles, and he could feel that the black sword was purely condensed by Zhuo Wen's soul power, and its power was so extraordinary that it gave him a feeling of trembling all over.
"Damn it, the mere ants of anti-ancient starlight..."
Xue Feng let out an angry roar, holding up the Scarlet Scepter.
In an instant, countless bloody thunderbolts erupted from the bloody scepter, each thunderbolt was tens of feet thick.
With Xuefeng as the center, all of them are surrounded by blood-colored thunder eyes in a radius of billions of kilometers, like a sea of ??blood-colored thunder.
These blood-colored thunderbolts began to continuously condense and combine, and finally formed an unprecedented huge blood-colored thunder dragon.
Roar!
The blood-colored thunder dragon roared upwards, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the chopped black sword.
Boom!
The blood-colored thunder dragon collided heavily with the black divine sword, bursting with endless rays of light, and all the gravel and continents floating around were crumbled into powder.
Zhuo Wen hung in midair, his eyes were slightly condensed, and secretly said that Xue Feng was indeed a strong man in the late stage of Fatian Xiangdi, and the power of this blow was really so powerful.
The Wanzhang Divine Soul and Sword Intent in the state of Moran actually fell into a disadvantage.
"Break it!"
Seeing that the Wanzhang Excalibur fell into the wind, Xue Feng gave a cold smile, and then let out a loud roar. The blood-colored thunder dragon in mid-air let out a shocking roar, and its aura instantly rose to the extreme.
The Wanzhang Excalibur was pushed back continuously, and even more violent serial explosions resounded in the surrounding starry sky.
"Little bastard, you are dead!"
Xue Feng's eyes were scarlet, she jumped up, and her huge body landed on top of the huge blood-colored thunder dragon.
At this moment, the blood-colored thunder dragon was like a god's help, whether it was breath or body size, it instantly increased several times, completely suppressing the Wanzhang Excalibur.
Zhuowen was still hovering in the air, silently looking down at the bloody thunder dragon approaching below and the Wanzhang Excalibur being pushed upward by the bloody thunder dragon.
"Xue Feng, you underestimate me!"
Zhuo Wen said these words slowly, and fierce bloody flames spewed out from the depths of his eyes.
The billowing demonic flames gushed out, like a single spark that could start a prairie fire, rushed out in an instant, and attached to the Wanzhang Excalibur.
Immediately, the blade of the Wanzhang Excalibur skyrocketed again, from ten thousand feet to tens of thousands of feet, and the terrifying aura crushed the surrounding space like a torrential rain.
In an instant, the imposing blood-colored thunder dragon was completely suppressed by the divine sword, and it didn't dare to fly up any more.
"cut!"
The scarlet in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense, and the sword finger of his right hand was raised above his head, and swung down violently. JrNovels.com
In the state of demon dyeing, the purple-gold color of the soul sword intent was completely infected by the demon energy, the color was completely dyed black, and the breath became extremely terrifying.
Zhuowen grabbed his right hand across the air, and the Ten Thousand Zhang Excalibur suddenly released a terrifying storm of sword energy, sweeping across Zhuowen's body, and countless broken stones were annihilated into dust.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen let out a soft shout, and slashed forward with his right hand. Following his gesture, the Excalibur was swung out, and a terrifying wind swept away, colliding with bloody lightning.
Tear!
For a moment, time seemed to stand still, flowing very slowly.
But this phenomenon of time stillness didn't last long, and then Xuefeng found out in shock that the bloody lightning he swung was cut off by the mighty sword.
In an instant, the countless gravels suspended around Zhuo Wen couldn't withstand the terrifying shock wave generated by the collision between the two, and they all shattered into fine powder one after another.
"Cut again!"
After cutting through the bloody lightning with a sword, Zhuo Wen stepped into the air and appeared not far above the blood maple.
I saw Zhuo Wen raised the sword finger of his right hand above his head, looked down at Xue Feng, and then swung his hand down heavily.
The Wanzhang Excalibur slashed down from the sky, and terrifying explosions exploded around the starry sky, forming terrifying black hole vortices.
"This guy's soul is actually so powerful, I'm afraid it has reached the level of the late stage of Fatian Xiangdi, or even stronger!"
Xue Feng's pupils contracted into needles, and he could feel that the black sword was purely condensed by Zhuo Wen's soul power, and its power was so extraordinary that it gave him a feeling of trembling all over.
"Damn it, the mere ants of anti-ancient starlight..."
Xue Feng let out an angry roar, holding up the Scarlet Scepter.
In an instant, countless bloody thunderbolts erupted from the bloody scepter, each thunderbolt was tens of feet thick.
With Xuefeng as the center, all of them are surrounded by blood-colored thunder eyes in a radius of billions of kilometers, like a sea of ??blood-colored thunder.
These blood-colored thunderbolts began to continuously condense and combine, and finally formed an unprecedented huge blood-colored thunder dragon.
Roar!
The blood-colored thunder dragon roared upwards, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the chopped black sword.
Boom!
The blood-colored thunder dragon collided heavily with the black divine sword, bursting with endless rays of light, and all the gravel and continents floating around were crumbled into powder.
Zhuo Wen hung in midair, his eyes were slightly condensed, and secretly said that Xue Feng was indeed a strong man in the late stage of Fatian Xiangdi, and the power of this blow was really so powerful.
The Wanzhang Divine Soul and Sword Intent in the state of Moran actually fell into a disadvantage.
"Break it!"
Seeing that the Wanzhang Excalibur fell into the wind, Xue Feng gave a cold smile, and then let out a loud roar. The blood-colored thunder dragon in mid-air let out a shocking roar, and its aura instantly rose to the extreme.
The Wanzhang Excalibur was pushed back continuously, and even more violent serial explosions resounded in the surrounding starry sky.
"Little bastard, you are dead!"
Xue Feng's eyes were scarlet, she jumped up, and her huge body landed on top of the huge blood-colored thunder dragon.
At this moment, the blood-colored thunder dragon was like a god's help, whether it was breath or body size, it instantly increased several times, completely suppressing the Wanzhang Excalibur.
Zhuowen was still hovering in the air, silently looking down at the bloody thunder dragon approaching below and the Wanzhang Excalibur being pushed upward by the bloody thunder dragon.
"Xue Feng, you underestimate me!"
Zhuo Wen said these words slowly, and fierce bloody flames spewed out from the depths of his eyes.
The billowing demonic flames gushed out, like a single spark that could start a prairie fire, rushed out in an instant, and attached to the Wanzhang Excalibur.
Immediately, the blade of the Wanzhang Excalibur skyrocketed again, from ten thousand feet to tens of thousands of feet, and the terrifying aura crushed the surrounding space like a torrential rain.
In an instant, the imposing blood-colored thunder dragon was completely suppressed by the divine sword, and it didn't dare to fly up any more.
"cut!"
The scarlet in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense, and the sword finger of his right hand was raised above his head, and swung down violently. JrNovels.com
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