C805 A Giant Palm Falling from the Sky
C805 A Giant Palm Falling from the Sky
At the same time, his body suddenly shot out, passing through the water surface, into Yun Zhongzi's close combat.
Jiang Xiangtian was not good at controlling the sword with his Qi, his spirit had already been infused into the White Fish Sword, his Spirit Qi and consciousness had become extremely weak.
"I've said it before, you're still far from it!" Yun Zhongzi roared out, his handsome face fierce, his black hair fluttering in the wind like a waterfall, he had already unleashed his strongest move.
The stars filled the sky!
Yes, a river of stars suddenly appeared within his sword light, with countless dazzling stars and dim ancient stars rising and falling within it.
Natural phenomenon!
It was as if Yun Zhongzi had already become a creation god, and that iron sword was his tool to create all kinds of things, creating a river of stars that radiated all over.
At this time, his temperament had changed. He was like a god, ethereal, ethereal, and holy! It was as if it contained the power of the heavens that could not be offended.
Whether these stars were summoned from the depths of the universe by Yun Zhongzi, or condensed from the energy of heaven and earth, it was unknown.
But everyone knew that this move was extremely strong, and Jiang Xiangtian was simply unable to resist it. In an instant, the entire audience was in complete silence as they watched this miraculous scene without moving their eyes away.
Clang!
Jiang Xiangtian did not care how the strange sights formed, he just had to break them with his own strength. As long as it was broken, the holiness would no longer be there, and the power would no longer be there.
Jiang Xiangtian suddenly waved his sword, chopping down on top of a star. The star exploded and shot out a few dots of fiery light, changing constantly in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, he felt a wave of powerful might attack him. It actually split open his palm, causing fresh blood to flow out. His chest was also extremely annoying, and a stream of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
"So what if you step into Zhen Wu realm? So what if he became a Deity? I will kill them just the same! "
Jiang Xiangtian raged as he charged forward, never backing down. He roared again and again, the White Fish Sword in his hands recklessly slashed at the stars.
But the power of the stars was simply too terrifying. After Jiang Xiangtian slashed down three times, the White Fish Sword cracked open, leaving only the bare broken sword. Countless stars turned into shooting stars that struck his body.
Jiang Xiangtian instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
"Aiya!"
"Mr Jiang!" Many of the Junior Group members cried out in alarm and despair. Many of the girls shed hot tears, feeling endless sorrow.
Yun Zhongzi's strength was just too tyrannical, almost like a god. Although Jiang Xiangtian had raised the real sword and was extremely strong, compared to the power of his Genuine Martial Arts Stage, there was still a big gap.
"Jiang Xiangtian, you're finished! Immediately, you will die! " But Hero Hua, Zhang Luoying and the others were celebrating with great excitement.
Jiang Xiangtian was a supreme expert on the righteous path of martial arts, and also a proud and lofty idol. As long as he was killed, the five great clans and three great sects could change history and dominate China.
Jiang Xiangtian did not fall down, his entire body was drenched in blood, his hair was in a mess, his face was pale white like a sheet of paper, but after retreating dozens of meters, he still landed on the mountain slope, his face was unyielding.
"Junior brother, don't fight anymore, you're definitely going to die!"
Yun Zhongzi withdrew the galaxies that filled the sky, and only saw stars revolving around his body, illuminating his body in divine light, giving him a very sacred atmosphere, as if he was a god.
Jiang Xiangtian abandoned the sword and the White Fish Sword fell to the ground, letting out a crisp sound.
Everyone in Junior Group was shocked. Mr Jiang had abandoned his sword, could it be that he wanted to admit defeat? Do you not dare to fight with Yun Zhongzi anymore?
"No. I will fight until the last drop of blood is drained. I haven't fallen down yet! " Jiang Xiangtian bellowed, and suddenly, the majestic Psychokinesis was activated.
Crazy Psychokinesis, it enveloped the entire Sword Tomb Pool, enveloping more than half of Fragrant Mountain.
In the surroundings of the Sword Tomb pond, thousands of ancient swords that were rotten to the point of collapse suddenly rusted and fell, radiating brilliance with resplendent brilliance. It was as if countless suns had risen up in this mountain, becoming a bright and clear place, and cold light shined down onto the mountain forest.
"What?" Countless swords came from all directions as they were summoned by the Psychokinesis. They moved as fast as lightning and instantly traveled a great distance, arriving in front of the Sword Tomb Pool.
To stab Yun Zhongzi!?
"What a strong sword intent!" You actually used the sword intents of over ten thousand Evil Martial Cultivator s, and took them as your own! At this time, it is equivalent to tens of thousands of warriors attacking me together! "
Yun Zhongzi raised his eyebrows, his hands dancing in a circle as though he was moving in a different world.
Close at hand was the world.
In this small world, Yun Zhongzi was the hero of all the gods and the ruler of all.
The ten thousand sharp swords suddenly stopped in the night wind around him, suspended in the air. Even the falling snowflakes suddenly stopped.
There were too many swords, forming an extremely large sword ball that shot out beams of cold light. They intersected and reflected each other, blooming with a sharp killing intent. It was especially cold.
Killing intent filled the sky!
The sword aura filled every inch of space!
"You can't do anything to me!"
Both of Yun Zhongzi's eyes darkened as his hands danced crazily. Suddenly, the trembling sword ball shot out explosively, like fireworks.
Jiang Xiangtian was stunned, his body shook, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Twenty years. He was indeed raising a real sword, the White Fish Sword, but he had also collected the sword intent contained within the ten thousand broken swords for my use.
He had roamed around his entire life, but had only killed a few thousand Evil Martial Cultivator s. The other few thousand swords were the spoils of war earned from killing the enemy by the previous generations of China's Martial Gods.
The sword intent of these ten thousand broken swords was his true killing move. This move was called 'Ten Thousand Swords Piercing Heart'! He reckoned that even Yun Zhongzi would not be able to hold on!
However, Yun Zhongzi's might had exceeded his imagination, and after stepping into the Genuine Martial Arts Stage, he had already reached the level of god, and was actually unable to suppress the simultaneous attacks of tens of thousands of swords.
"It's time to end this! After today, Jiang Xiangtian will be removed from the martial way in China, and I will be called Emperor! "
Yun Zhongzi used his mind to activate it, causing his energy to surge, every single one of his 48,000 pores releasing a burst of surging Qi, every Qi controlling a treasure sword, which was more than enough.
Then, under the control of his Qi, every single treasure sword turned around, releasing waves after waves of ear-piercing sword hisses, and pierced towards Jiang Xiangtian.
Furthermore, he chopped down with his iron sword again, the stars in the sky started to move once more, each star carried the might of a thunderbolt as they charged towards Jiang Xiangtian.
No one could defeat him!
Jiang Xiangtian's mouth was filled with a bitter taste. For the first time, he felt a sense of despair. Yes, he had already lost control of the ten thousand broken swords. Under this kind of terrifying attack, he had no way of resisting at all.
He was not afraid of death, but he had a faint feeling of regret.
His plan was to unify the martial arts of China, order the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, and prosper together with them.
However, he died before he could make it out of the division. As soon as he captured Ling Nan, he encountered fierce resistance from the clan's forces. Even Mount Shu Kongtong, Dian Cang and the other sects wanted to kill him!
Before he left, he died first. The chief hero's heart was filled with tears!
Facing the densely packed longswords and the shooting stars, Jiang Xiangtian slowly closed his eyes, calm and serene.
He only prayed that Yang Pann did not come over, and the youngsters of Junior Group would together with him, become the remnants of a fire that would burn and spread. There would be a day that they would light up this world of martial arts that was like a dark jungle.
But suddenly, a "ka" sound rang out!
A gigantic palm that spanned tens of metres came slamming down from the sky, shattering countless of treasured swords into pieces, causing the river of stars to shatter and turn into dust. Then, the gigantic palm continued to strike downwards, with a boom, it covered the entire Sword Tomb pond.
Yun Zhongzi retreated a few steps back in an instant. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with shock.
The Phecda Daoist-Minister, Feihong, and Huan Kong, the three of them had completely changed expressions, and their gazes were filled with incomparable shock. They all felt the power of this palm! It had already exceeded their imagination!
Under countless shocked gazes, a tall and imposing figure descended like a deity, floating lightly to the ground.
Yang Pann arrived!
"Yang Pann!"
Jiang Xiangtian had originally prayed for Yang Pann not to come over, but now that he had actually met Yang Pann, he was incomparably moved, but even more so, he was overjoyed.
Because he could clearly feel that Yang Pann's aura was more than ten times stronger than before.
"Yang Pann, you vile spawn! You still dare to come over! Today, let's make a stew and kill both you and Jiang Xiangtian! " When enemies meet, Zhang Luoying shouted angrily.
"Why did you kill me?" Yang Pann asked with a smile.
"If you cripple Zhang Qiufeng's cultivation, you might as well kill him. Our Zhang Family, will never stop with you!" Zhang Luoying gritted her teeth and said.
"Why not kill him? Then according to your opinion, I've already killed him! Will you forgive me a little? " Yang Pann snickered and raised his hand.
A bloody head flew towards Zhang Luoying, she subconsciously reached out her hands to grab it, and saw that it was Zhang Qiufeng's head.
His eyes were still wide open, filled with indignation and resentment. Zhang Luoying was mentally shocked, and fell heavily onto the ground.
This was his beloved grandson.
Zhang Luo Ying's entire body shivered, tears streamed down her face as she pointed at Yang Pann and roared: "Yang Pann, you are really going too far! I will tear you into a thousand pieces! "
"You're very strange. You clearly said that it would be better for me to kill him, but now that I've really killed him, you still seem very unhappy!"
Yang Pann said with a face full of ridicule: "This is simply too funny! In addition, I'll tell you this: I've even killed all of the direct descendents of your family, and not even chickens or dogs are allowed to live, so what can you do to me? "
"Yang Pann, you are too ruthless!"
Zhang Luoying was startled, her eyes widened, after cursing out loud, her body flew out, waving a long and wide golden blade, flying towards Yang Pann.
He was the Patriarch of the Zhang Family and was a member of a big family in China, his strength was not weak either and he had already reached half-step into the Innate Realm. After another ten years of refinement, his strength had increased again, approaching the level of Xiantian.
His blade slashed out, and a dazzling golden dragon immediately soared out from the blade aura, clawing at Yang Pann with its fangs bared and claws bared.
"You're not enough!"
Yang Pann shook his head in regret, he raised his hand and pointed, then with a chi sound, a ray of True Essence pierced through the sky, directly piercing through Zhang Luoying's head.
Brain matter and blood splattered all over, Zhang Luoying could not even hold on to a finger of Yang Pann's, and died a miserable death.