The sword that Chang Xiran slashed out was called Angry Heavenly Court in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Dayou is the royal court of the ten thousand worlds, and I also have the supreme momentum of destroying it with a sword. Although it is impossible to be so strong in reality, it can also be seen that it is confident in this sword.

Especially when Chang Xiran slashed out this sword, the entire sky was surrounded by his sword qi, and the strong and wild sword intent could feel the pain of the skin just by feeling it, and those with slightly lower cultivation could not even get close.

But it was the sword that the tyrant dragged and slashed at the weapon held by a deadpool who didn't even have a name, but the result was another slap in the face.

The sword waves rolled up under the wild force tide blurred the sky in an instant, dazzling people's eyes.

Chang Xiran's great sword of a thousand swords was once again shaken open by his own power, scattered, and shocked to the point that it was all over the air.

On the other hand, the Grim Reaper soldier still existed, without a single crack or damage, but the blade-wielding Deadpool was shocked by Chang Xiran's violent power and died on the spot. When he died, he spit out a mouthful of blood, stained with a few sad small swords, and the small sword immediately lost its brilliance, and Chang Xiran's sad clutch sword was actually damaged because of this.

"Bastard!" Chang Xiran was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Over there, Meng Qihong also realized that it was not good, so he first rolled up a wave of qi, like clouds and mist, wrapped Deadpool, slowed down his speed, delayed his movements, and then pointed out wisps of finger wind, or killed the divine soldier, or killed the waiter, and tried to attack at the same time.

This hand has finally worked, and the speed of Deadpool's killing has been greatly reduced, but no matter what Meng Qihong does, the Death Soldier will not be affected. As for Deadpool itself, if you die, you will die, and if you die, you will have another again, but it is the continuous production of dirty blood that makes the cultivators afraid and avoid.

The ghost clan is already numerous, although the Terran cultivators are powerful, but they rely on the endless number, but they have always resisted the attack of the Terran race. Now with the addition of Styx Deadpool, the tide of battle has suddenly reversed and begun to tilt in the direction of the ghost clan. Not only Yuan Tianzhong, Chang Xiran and others were forced to tie their hands and feet, but even Wei Tianchong and the others were caught off guard by the roaring group of ghosts and Deadpool, and were forced to retreat.

The black fog in the sky, which had been dispersed by sunlight and flames, had recondensed.

At this time, Tang Zheng snorted and flew up.

He hadn't made much of a move before, just observing the situation on the battlefield, until this moment Styx Deadpool had made a move, and Tang Zheng knew that it was finally time for him to make a move-so many Death Soldiers, he had long been greedy.

Quickly flew to a Styx Deadpool, and the Styx Deadpool swung his scythe at him and wanted to slash it, but Tang Doom didn't even flash a finger to poke it.

Chang Xiran was shocked when he saw this, and shouted: "Tang Zheng retreat, that weapon ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Deadpool's scythe, which he couldn't break with all his might, turned into countless crystalline points of light and disappeared under one finger, and the Deadpool also died after losing the Death Soldier.

Chang Xiran was like someone had stuffed a big bun in his mouth, and he couldn't speak, so he could only look at Tang Zheng stupidly.

This...... How is this possible?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out.

Tang Zheng didn't have time to pay attention to him, and after receiving the black sand, he had already flown to another Styx Deadpool, and still pointed out, the Death Warrior had been shattered again, and the Deadpool was also dead.

It couldn't be easier.

Tang Zheng concocted it like this, killing all the way, and the Styx Deadpool, who had just killed all the cultivators to the point of losing his armor, couldn't even stop a move in Tang Zheng's hands, just like a worm, he died when he was pinched by Tang Zheng.

Seeing this, all the cultivators cheered at the same time.

When the Hades Emperor Zhaoluo saw it, he was greatly distressed.

These Styx Deadpools are not easy to obtain, it is difficult for him to become an emperor for thousands of years, and now they have been destroyed by the Tang Dynasty, this is simply a stab in the heart, if he has the heart. But what shocked him the most was how this human did it.

The Reaper Soldier is made of the projection of the blade of reincarnation, and it is the embodiment of the law of the Great Dao, and nothing can be destroyed. Since the existence of the Underworld, no one has been heard of who can destroy the Reaper.

But now, this man has appeared, and he has destroyed the past one by one, all the way like a withering and decaying.

At that moment, Zhao Luo suddenly remembered a hexagram he had felt not long ago.

He was originally a star disk spirit who entered the underworld to cultivate into a ghost emperor, and he was gifted in divination, but he could faintly feel the power of some cause and effect, and draw some inferences about the future. Although it is not certain, it can always feel some edges and directions. It is precisely because of this ability that he can turn evil into good fortune every time, gradually grow up in this vicious underworld, and eventually become a powerful Hades Emperor.

And not long ago, he sensed that there was going to be a big change in the underworld.

He couldn't see where this change came from, but he could feel that the upcoming Nine Shadows Festival would be the starting point of this change. In this change, a new powerful emperor will be born, but the old emperor will also fall.

He didn't know who would be born and who would fall, but he realized that this was a grand event of crisis and opportunity.

That's why he came in person and planned this huge event according to his feelings.

If he succeeds, he will become the newborn and stronger emperor, and get out of the fetters that have trapped him for thousands of years;

If it fails, then he is the fallen emperor, and everything is not to be mentioned.

But now, when he saw the power of the shattering Reaper, he was completely shocked.

Shocking to shocking, thousands of years of cultivation have already taught him the fighting spirit of not giving up until the last moment, a quality that is not unique to human beings. Even though his heart was full of turmoil, Zhaoluo still did not give up the fight.

He let out a long howl, and the Styx Deadpools retreated at the same time.

At the same time, countless ghost kings and ghost generals roared towards Tang Tribulation.

Since this human can restrain the Reaper, and it seems that he alone can do it, let the ordinary ghosts pile him to death. After this person is dead, let Styx Deadpool take charge of the battle.

Zhaoluo's idea was simple and straightforward, although Styx's Deadpool's exit would make the battle difficult, it was better than being wiped out by the Tang Tribulation.

But just as Styx Deadpool retreated, Tang Zheng suddenly spat out blood and shook his body a few times.

"He can't hold on anymore?" Zhao Luo couldn't help but think.

At this time, the ghosts were still pounced, and Tang Zheng had not yet received any major attacks, and the only reason why he vomited blood could only be the result of the previous battle with Deadpool.

Zhao Luo had already thought for the first time that this was most likely the price paid by Tang Tribulation to destroy the Death God Soldiers.

Yes, how existed the Reaper Soldiers, even if the human race could destroy it, how could it be so easy to destroy it, and there was no need to pay any price.

Just at this time, Styx Deadpool retreated, and the demons attacked. When Tang Zheng saw it, a relaxed look appeared on his face, and he had already flown towards the rear.

Obviously, he didn't plan to deal with the ghosts at all, he wanted to take this opportunity to recuperate and recover himself.

Zhao Luo immediately realized that something was wrong, and if he was given time to rest, he was afraid that when Styx Deadpool came out again, it would be another opportunity for him to show his power.

The thought turned, and he whistled again, but it stopped Styx Deadpool from retreating.

Styx Deadpool did not retreat but advanced, and went to kill the cultivators.

Seeing this, Tang Zheng was helpless, so he could only reappear. There is no way, there is really no one but him who can fight against the Grim Reaper.

The soldier word trick was used repeatedly, and one death soldier after another shattered.

Every handful of crushing made Zhaoluo's heart ache.

He could only keep comforting himself, and this person was almost unable to hold on.

It's just that the tenacity of human beings is reflected at this moment, no matter how tired, prostrate, powerless, and vomiting blood Tang Zheng is, he just insists on not retreating, crisscrossing the River Styx Deadpool, fighting bloody battles. One Deadpool after another was killed by him, and a third of the three hundred Styx Deadpools were killed by Tang Zheng like chopping melons and vegetables.

When a full hundred Styx Deadpools fell, Tang Zheng's body was also crumbling, but he just didn't fall, and he still insisted on attacking one after another. His body was covered in blood, some from ghosts, some from himself, and some from other cultivators, his face was full of exhaustion and pale, as if he were seriously ill, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his body was swinging, which was a sign of excessive exertion and loss of strength.

But he was still fighting, fiercely, and constantly fighting.

It's like a miracle, a god of war who never gives up.

Under the influence of this will, almost all the cultivators were moved, and they all began to work hard.

They are more desperate, more enthusiastic, more vigorous, and more resolute.

One cultivator after another pounced to protect Tang Tribulation, helping him block the attacks from ordinary ghosts, so that Tang Tribulation only needed to go all out to deal with Deadpool. Later, Tang Zheng even saved the strength to fly, and Yuan Tianzhong personally took action, holding Tang Zheng to control the clouds and fog, just hoping to save a little mana for him.

As a result, Styx's casualty count rose to one hundred and fifty.

He can't hold it anymore, he can't hold it anymore!

Zhao Luo said fiercely in his heart, he looked forward to, he cursed, he prayed, he waited.

But the miracle just doesn't come, but Styx Deadpool is still dying, falling, and withering.

When Styx's casualties reached one hundred and eighty, Zhaora finally sensed that something was wrong.

Why is this guy still holding on? Can he still hold on?

Why would a guy who was obviously unable to sustain himself after killing fifty Deadpools grit his teeth and persist in killing twice as many enemies?

Zhao Luo had never seen a Saint Seiya, and he didn't believe that will could replace mana.

If you can replace the strength by gritting your teeth, the Star Luo Realm should be the world of the multi-toothed demon.

So when Styx Deadpool died one hundred and eighty, he finally realized that something was wrong.

He began to scream, he began to give orders, and the Styx Deadpool began to retreat again.

Tang Zheng's body shook violently again, and he almost fell into the clouds.

This scene made Zhao Luo hesitate again, and his speed slowed down a little.

Tang Zheng was very unkind, gritting his teeth and stomping his feet to kill several Deadpools.

The hesitation turned into determination, and Styx Deadpool continued to retreat, this time no matter how Tang Tribulation behaved.

Seeing this, Tang Zao laughed: "It's better to stay!"

The figure flashed, the previous exhaustion, helplessness, and defeat were swept away, and the body swept towards the group of Deadpools like electricity, pointing out like arrows, brushing and brushing the ground to continuously point at the Death Soldiers.

At this point, Zhao Luo can finally be sure that he has been fooled.

All along, this human being has been acting.