Chapter 857: Explode the Great Sage!
"Fuyun, stop playing, take off his head first, and go back to the errand!"
Among the three of them, one said indifferently, and at the same time, the terrifying holy thought locked Ye Wushuang and wanted to take off his head!
Play?
Ye Wushuang's eyes froze, and the killing of the magic sword seemed to be a little sharper!
"Boom!"
The previous Great Sage called Burial Cloud saw the Demon Sword killing, and a black light suddenly shot out from his eyebrows, turning into a huge coffin and rushing towards the Demon Sword!
"This sword is good, I'll take it!"
Fu Yun said domineeringly, and the coffin slowly opened, as if it was a coffin of a buried god, permeating a kind of aura that buried the heavens and the earth, making the magic sword tremble!
"I don't give my things, you can get them!"
Ye Wushuang's brows sank, and then he snorted coldly, and his mind turned down, and the magic sword was quickly withdrawn.
"In that case, then I will be buried with you. Seeing this, Fu Yun's eyes were cold, he stepped into the air, and said to the other three: "You suppress him for me, I will bury him alive today!"
"Then, let's see if you bury me first, or if I kill you first!"
Ye Wushuang's color was cold, and he lowered his head and said to Zhuo Wenjun: "Close your eyes!"
Seeing this, Zhuo Wenjun did as she said, at this moment, she also knew that it was nine deaths and one life, the four terrible great saints joined forces, plus the trapped killing array, Ye Wushuang's chance of survival was too small.
Moreover, there is also her burden dragging down by her side!
"Ye's life, isn't it something that anyone can take if they want to, you great sage, isn't it amazing?"
Ye Wushuang carried the magic sword, rushed into the sky, and killed the great sage!
"Zhenshen Monument!"
"Dragon's Blood Sacred Body!"
In an instant, Ye Wushuang's methods were displayed together, the golden holy feather spread out in the air, several Tongtian Divine Monuments were suppressed again, the vast avenue killing spread, and the Saint King's secret technique had supreme power, which seemed to be able to suppress the heavens!
"I've used it once, I've used it again, ignorance!"
Seeing this, Fu Yun snorted disdainfully, the black ancient coffin hovered above his head, trembling suddenly, and instantly turned into hundreds of zhang, and a black vortex appeared on it, abruptly sucking the nine Heavenly Divine Monuments into it!
In an instant, Ye Wushuang's figure turned into an extreme light, and it also brought the burial cloud closer!
"Sword of Destruction!"
Coldly poured out a sentence, the magic sword slashed, the demon cloud was monstrous, black ripples filled the void, and the magic sword quickly passed through the ripples and slashed towards the body of the burial cloud!
"The Hand of the Heavens!"
Burial Cloud shouted, the blood cloud rolled, and a bloody hand covering the sky came out of it, falling towards Ye Wushuang Town, with the power to kill Ye Wushuang!
But.
Ye Wushuang was unmoved, he didn't even take a step back, let alone dodge, the magic sword in his hand slashed away without stopping, and he was indomitable!
"If you continue, you may be able to hurt me, but that means you'll soon be reduced to a mess of pup!"
Fu Yun's eyes narrowed, if Ye Wushuang continued to kill and did not retreat, maybe the magic sword could hurt him, but it meant that Futian's hand would be slapped into meat sauce, and he would definitely die!
Zhuo Wenjun also heard Fu Yun's words, and couldn't help but open her eyes, but she happened to see the shallow sneer on the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth, which made her trance!
At this time, Ye Wushuang smiled!
Let Zhuo Wenjun be at a loss!
"War Dragon Dao!"
Suddenly, the three words gently echoed in the void, and Ye Wushuang's figure rushing over gradually blurred, and when he protected Zhuo Wenjun in his arms, the magic sword in his hand was also slashed on Fu Yun's body without reservation!
This blow blessed two traces of the sky, and the undefeated sword intent and the killing of extreme destruction were blessed eighteen times, even the Great Sage could not bear it!
Boom!
The magic sword stood on Fu Yun's body, and the terrifying body of the Great Sage couldn't stop it!
"You ......"
In an instant, Fu Yun's face changed, and he regretted it instantly!
A terrifying sense of death enveloped his heart, and when he looked down, the magic sword left a hideous bloody mouth on him, almost cutting him in two!
With a bang, his people were slashed for thousands of meters, sweeping across the void all the way, and the smashed void burst one after another!
At the same time, streaks of blood also exploded into blood mist in the void!
Bang!
The bloody hand that covered the sky also fell on Ye Wushuang's body as scheduled, and the death and destruction brought by it could be felt even by Zhuo Wenjun, making her think that she would soon turn into blood foam with Ye Wushuang!
However, at this time, Ye Wushuang firmly protected her!
The bloody hand that covered the sky smashed down, slashing through his body, but strangely there was no threat to him, and it fell to the ground with a bang!
Well?
In an instant, the eyes of the other three great sages stared, staring at Ye Wushuang's figure, with a touch of incredulity, beheading a great sage, and withstanding the attack!
"Ahh
The funeral clouds in the distance roared angrily, spitting out blood one after another, extremely embarrassed!
This blow, he was careless, not only made him injured, but also suffered a heavy blow, and the facts also proved that he was ignorant!
An extreme grievance and shame spread from the bottom of his heart, the great sage, hurt by the sage, just how ashamed!
Bang!
However, as soon as his roar ended, the endless Immortal Saint Soldiers pierced through the sky and killed them endlessly, making Fu Yun's eyes widen and his roar swallowed in his stomach.
Immediately urged the black ancient coffin, suspended in the air, and gradually enlarged!
"Don't wait any longer, if you don't kill him, we will die when we go back!"
Seeing this, the other three people didn't care about bullying the less, they all stepped out of the air, and the palm that shook the sky fell, and the 100,000 Immortal Saint Soldiers trembled!
However, it did not cause damage to Ye Wushuang, and the Dragon Blood Holy Body turned eight times, giving him eight breaths of time to be immune to all attacks!
"Invalid!"
The faces of the three of them sank, and their eyes suddenly turned fierce, "I don't believe you can be immune to them all!"
Boom Boom Boom ......
The palm prints of the three of them kept smashing down, and the endless Dao poured down like an ocean, bombarding Ye Wushuang frantically, as if he would not stop until he wiped out Ye Wushuang!
Ye Wushuang's face became heavier and heavier, he glanced at Su Jiaojiao in his arms, gritted his teeth, and took back the Immortal Saint Soldier to block those Dao and kill!
At the same time, he held Su Jiaojiao and quickly retreated, the Eye of Destruction was opened, and he quickly looked for the formation base, and if the formation base was broken, there would be less suppression!
"Kill!"
Seeing this, the four of them seemed to be crazy, and the four black ancient coffins were suppressed from all directions, and they didn't spare any hands at all, as if they were immortal with Ye Wushuang!
Bang!
Eight breaths passed, and the effect of the Battle Dragon Dao had also disappeared, and the Endless Dao fell on him, making him snort, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth!
"His means are gone!"
The faces of the four of them were even more ruthless, and the terrible killings were overwhelming!
That terrible killing made Zhuo Wenjun desperate, he couldn't stop it, the attack of the four great sages and powerhouses, not to mention the sage realm, even if it was a great sage, he didn't dare to face it!
"If you want Ye's life, you will be made to pay the price!"
Ye Wushuang's heart sank like iron, and there was a hint of madness flashing in his eyes......
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