Text Text_Chapter 1127 Invincible (1)
Chapter 1127: Invincible (1)
"What?"
Su Zhao and the others were all taken aback, and they couldn't believe their ears.
Five years ago, there were a total of one hundred and ninety-seven Lingxiao Sword Sect cultivators who entered the "Sword Illusion Cave Heaven", and ten of them were elders of the Void Transformation Realm, and the one with the highest cultivation was even a cultivator who had turned into a void for five turns, and they all became the servants of this guy in front of them? How is this possible?
Everyone was a little incredulous, but when they thought of the mountains and rivers that had just gone to the sky, they were all stunned, and then their expressions changed suddenly.
This person has only now turned into a void three transformations, and on his own, of course, he can't be the opponent of the ten Lingxiao Sword Sect Void Turning Elders. However, that Shanhe was a powerhouse at the peak of the Nine Transformations of the Void, and his strength was so terrifying, it was not difficult to capture the more than a hundred Lingxiao Sword Sect cultivators.
What this person said is most likely true.
"Boy, you're killing yourself!"
Su Zhao's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and at the same time as he let out a loud cry, a slender and sharp black long sword flashed in his palm.
"Whew!"
The sword was like lightning, stabbing out, a rich and huge black sword light tore through the void, swept away, at this moment, the dim night sky became even more black as ink, the already faint light seemed to be completely absorbed by the sword light, and the cold sword intent filled the void.
The corners of Tang Huan's lips were slightly raised, and his body suddenly jumped forward, leaving Jiu Ling's back.
"Whew!"
A punch was blasted out, and the fiery red fist shadow swelled sharply, and the black and dark world was actually reflected clearly.
The speed of the fist shadow was extremely fast, and even the void seemed to be constantly bursting, sending out a series of piercing marketing. In less than half a blink of an eye, this huge fist passed through the void of more than ten meters and was imprinted on the sword, and the terrifying energy was rolling and stirring.
One of the five inheritances of casting gods, fist sealing!
"Boom!"
Between the lightning and the stone and fire, the black sword burst open and disappeared.
Seeing this, Su Zhao couldn't help but change in shock, the attack he launched just now, although he didn't urge all the true elements, but it was not something that the Void Transformation Three Transformation Cultivator could easily resist, but the guy on the other side was good, just smashed it with a punch, and easily shattered the sword that he urged.
What shocked him especially was the speed of that fist.
One moment ago, the fist had just appeared, and the next moment it had already come to the front of him, as if the fist shadow was expanding rapidly, and the space in front of him was also being frantically compressed, even with his cultivation of turning into a void, he actually didn't have time to react.
"Bang!"
In an instant, a fierce explosion vibrated up.
Under Su Zhao's horrified gaze, it crashed down on the long sword in his hand with lightning speed, and the terrifying power roared along the sword body like a raging wave, and it spread to the whole body in an instant.
"Hmm!"
Su Zhao felt as if he had been hit by a boulder, his limbs and internal organs seemed to be crushed into powder in an instant, and before he could snort in pain, blood spurted out, and his body was like a falling meteor in the sky, uncontrollably smashing towards the Broken Sword Peak below.
"Boom—"
A loud bang shook the sky.
The Broken Sword Peak seemed to shake violently, and at the waist of the peak, a large area of dust and sand could be faintly seen rolling up like a mushroom cloud, rushing straight into the air at a height of 100 meters.
"Elder Su!"
"Brother Su!"
“……”
In the surrounding void, the four Void Transformation powerhouses of the Lingxiao Sword Sect all exclaimed in shock, shocked and inexplicable, and the Broken Sword Peak and Heavenly Fang City below were even more like an uproar.
At this moment, their eyes when they looked at Tang Huan were full of shock that could not be concealed.
Even Ai Yinghao is no exception.
At the beginning, Tang Huan still relied on the Divine Dream Heart Sect's Void Transformation Powerhouse to capture him, thus forcing him to become a puppet. Now, only five short years have passed, and Tang Huan's cultivation has broken through to the point of turning into a void, not to mention, his own real strength is even stronger.
The elders of the Lingxiao Sword Sect who had turned into four transformations of cultivation couldn't even catch a single punch.
With such strength, it can definitely compete with the powerhouses of the five transformations!
After being extremely shocked, the four Lingxiao Sword Sect elders immediately came back to their senses, obviously realizing this, and their faces became extremely ugly.
Of the four of them, two of them are turning into void for four times, and two of them are turning into void for three times.
The purpose of their appearance in the Mixed Yuan Sect was only to probe the condition of the "Sword Illusion Cave Heaven" node. The Mixed Yuan Sect was originally a subordinate sect of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and with their cultivation, doing such a thing was already a bit overkill, and it was impossible to encounter any danger at all.
The top level of the Lingxiao Sword Sect didn't expect such a change at the Broken Sword Summit at all, and they didn't send a stronger Void Elder to cultivate. If they were dealing with an ordinary Void Transformation Third Turning Cultivator, it would be more than enough, but when they met this person who could defeat Su Zhao with one punch, they would be a little blind.
Alone, none of them are their opponents, if they join forces......
Above the night sky, the four of them were separated by tens of meters, quickly exchanging glances, with the strength that the other party had just shown, even if they joined forces, the victory or defeat was estimated to be five or five.
However, now that they are difficult to ride a tiger, the four elders of the Lingxiao Sword Sect who have turned into three turns and four turns have turned into a void, and in the face of an enemy who has turned into a void and turned three times, they actually fled without a fight, if this is spread, not only will their reputation be discredited, but the Lingxiao Sword Sect will also lose face because of this.
Even if you lose, you have to fight.
What's more, in the end, four enemies and one, it is not yet known who will die in the end!
"Whoosh!"
However, they had just made the decision to join forces against the enemy, and before they could even put it into action, a figure suddenly appeared not far in front of one of the green-robed old men.
This person is Tang Huan, and there is an extra knife in his hand.
The green-robed old man's face was stiff, his eyes were round, and the meaning that emanated from the knife was extremely terrifying, and before the other party could make a move, he felt that his body seemed to be about to burst open, and an indescribable throbbing feeling actually surged out from the depths of his soul.
"Kill—"
As if to embolden himself, the green-robed old man's face was hideous, he gritted his teeth and roared, the long sword in his hand burst out of its sheath, and a bright green light immediately crossed the night sky, making it difficult to force the eyes, and the energy was crazy to spread, and the void actually appeared ripple-like fluctuations.
However, almost at the same time as the green-robed old man took out the sword, the dragon slaying knife in Tang Huan's hand had also fallen forward.
"Dead by the sword!"
The speed of this type of combat skill is even faster than ever.
The blade is pointing, and the sky is cracking.
As soon as the green mang burst out, it had already split two petals and quickly dispersed, and then, Tang Huan's dragon slaying knife directly fell on the green long sword in the hand of the green-robed old man.