C632 continuous cutting
C632 continuous cutting
He would not respond to Mo Tian's pleas for help, nor would he help out.
Some only wanted to escape from this place. It was more important to protect themselves.
Right now, Xiao Fan's strength was too strong, he was terrifyingly strong, so they had already lost the chance to turn the situation around.
Other than Xiao Fan, there was also the existence of a Tri-Tibetan Mage, which was similarly a terrifying and powerful enemy.
If they were to save Mo Tian, the situation would be even worse.
Mo Tian did not have much fighting strength left, with Xiao Fan's intent to kill, he would be killed sooner or later.
Once the few of them stayed behind and were entangled with the Tri-Tibetan Mage, Xiao Fan would destroy them one by one. That would be a true disaster.
Furthermore, staying was not their only choice. Even if they did not have the divine tool on Xiao Fan, waiting a little longer would allow them to acquire enough destiny and energy to become Immortals.
Retreating and dodging Xiao Fan's attacks was their most sensible choice right now.
The others all agreed with Jian Xuanqing's words, they should not have taken the risk to save Mo Tian.
In the blink of an eye, all of them burst forth with their maximum speed as they fled in all directions.
"Want to run?" It's not that simple! "
Xiao Fan who was about to make his move against Mo Tian realized that the seven of them were trying to escape and immediately summoned the seven Godly Generals to assist the Tri-Tibetan Mage to stop the seven.
Although Tri-Tibetan Mage was strong, if the seven of them wanted to escape, they could not stop all seven of them.
Once his Divine General came out, with the Tri-Tibetan Mage holding them back, it would be hard for the seven of them to escape.
Moreover, he would not allow these people to escape. Today, he had to kill these people.
"Mo Tian, it's time for your death!"
Summoning out the Divine General, Xiao Fan once again attacked Mo Tian with overflowing killing intent.
With the movement of Xiao Fan's big wheel, a buddhist palm that was flickering with a bright and resplendent Buddhist light smashed down towards Mo Tian.
Pfft!
Mo Tian retaliated with all his might, the force brushed past his body and took down a few pieces of flesh, the blood in his mouth was like a fountain.
With a thud, his body smashed a deep hole into the ground, and dirt flew everywhere.
Mo Tian's face was pale to the point of death, his eyes filled with fear.
Now that he was seriously injured, he didn't have much strength left to fight back.
Xiao Fan was simply too strong, and he was getting closer and closer to death.
With a flash of golden light, Xiao Fan arrived in front of Mo Tian with a single step. The surging golden energy in his palm roiled as it smashed towards Mo Tian.
At that moment, Mo Tian had already lost all hope. The strong palm wind was tearing his skin apart as a series of bloody wounds appeared, and fresh blood sprayed out from them.
At this moment, he was powerless. Death had arrived.
Even though his skin and flesh were being torn apart, causing him to feel an incomparable amount of pain, he was still unwilling to give up.
Their long wait of more than three hundred thousand years would soon end, but they did not expect that because of Xiao Fan, they would be unexpectedly greedy, and would die at the hands of Xiao Fan today.
If they had continued to wait, if they had not known about Tri-Tibetan Mage's prophecy back then, they would not have such a miserable ending.
What was coming had finally arrived. Xiao Fan's palm was like a bolt of lightning, striking right at Mo Tian's head.
The current Mo Tian was the one who was truly afraid. He could feel the acute pain of destruction coming from his body.
Powerful palm power was destroying his life force and taking it away from him.
With a bang, Mo Tian's body exploded, and fresh red blood splattered onto the ground.
"Mo Tian has been killed, damn it!"
"This damned Xiao Fan, the energy that he summoned is also that terrifying. Also, there's this old bald donkey, San Zang!"
When Mo Tian was killed, the seven of them felt even more miserable, and their hearts were in complete disarray.
They had originally wanted to escape, as they did not want to continue entangling themselves with Xiao Fan.
Originally, there was only one person, San Zang, who couldn't stop them.
He did not expect that the energy that Xiao Fan had summoned would be so terrifying, coupled with the fact that he had used all his power from the Tri-Tibetan Mage to obstruct them from escaping, it was a success.
Mo Tian had already been killed by Xiao Fan and only the seven of them were left.
Next, they would have to face Xiao Fan head on.
Without the existence of the seven Godly Generals, the seven of them together would still have some chance of winning.
But now that there were seven more Godly Generals, each of them could stop any one of them.
This made it impossible for the seven of them to join hands and gave Xiao Fan the chance to kill each of them.
Facing Xiao Fan, a single person simply could not endure it.
The situation had developed to this point, and it was already a life-and-death battle.
Personally, Xiao Fan had to die for the remaining seven people. Otherwise, when the time came, the Great Destruction Immortal Array from the lower realms would be activated and all living beings would be slaughtered.
After absorbing the last remnants of Mo Tian's energy, Xiao Fan turned around and charged to the other side.
He waved his Sword of Heaven, and slashed down at the Sword Qi.
Streams of grayish-red sword beams, like a torrential downpour, slashed toward the Sword Profound Blue from the sky and covered the earth.
In order to survive, he would not be scared by Xiao Fan's attack and lost his will to fight.
In an instant, the Sword Xuanqing released all of the energy within his body, and even burned a portion of the power of the origin.
Jian Xuanqing's body was encompassed by the flickering sword beams, and the dense sword beams were like a vast ocean as the sword hums roared.
Each of these sword gleams had the power to destroy mountains and rivers, and they were extremely powerful.
A greyish-red sea of sword radiance came slashing down. The Sword Cyan brandished the azure and violet longsword in his hand and slashed down in front of him.
BOOM!
The two powerful sword glows clashed against each other, erupting with a blazing light. The violent energy of thunder and lightning roared and surged.
The intense collision caused the surrounding space to distort. From afar, a shining mushroom cloud rose, and every bolt of lightning was like a nuclear explosion.
It was like the scene of the apocalypse, causing one's hair to stand on end and despair.
"Too terrifying. This battle today is even more terrifying than the one five thousand years ago!"
The spectators were all trembling in fear.
This was especially true for those who had witnessed the battle five thousand years ago. They felt even more terrified.
This was a battle of life and death between true experts of the lower realms. Today's battle was even more vicious and terrifying than it was five thousand years ago.
The fierce explosion continued. The remaining six people were stunned and their expressions became even more serious.
If the Sword Xuanqing was also cut down by Xiao Fan, the few of them would have already finished.
They did not wish for Jian Xuanqing to be killed so easily, but the reality was cruel.
An even more dazzling ray of light flashed, carrying a terrifying power as it pierced through a person's body.
Immediately after that, a miserable and desperate sound rang out. The body that was penetrated by the light had exploded, and a bloody mist rose up from the sky.
"Dead!"
At that moment, the remaining six old monsters' faces were deathly pale, their old flesh twitching in fear.