In an instant, a group of figures fell from the sword tomb.
“Ahem, bastard!”
Zhou Wuya roared when he saw this.
At this moment, although one of his arms was shattered by the backlash, his spirit was still in good condition, and the sword intent in his eyes was not extinguished at all.
The emperor’s mighty power……reborn from a drop of blood, that shattered arm is also recovering rapidly.
“Sword Master.”
Seeing that Zhou Wuya was safe, the elders of the Sword Tomb breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly came to him.
“Moruotian, you dare to come to my sword tomb to be presumptuous, and you are not afraid that my sword tomb ancestor will bury your soul like a thousand years ago!”
Zhou Wuya stared coldly at that… the illusory shadow that appeared beside Yan Luotian… “Presumptuous!”
Hearing that Moruotian was sneering, his expression froze, and then his anger erupted.
“What kind of thing are you, you dare to talk to this deity like this.”
The moment the words fell, countless phantoms shattered from Moruotian’s body, turning into ghosts with deep breaths, sweeping away towards Zhou Wuya.
“cut!”
Zhou Wuya glared angrily, and the sword light swept across.
The two collided in an instant of one ten thousandth, % second.
Clap! The next moment, Zhou Wuya was slapped on the face.
The terrifying force directly smashed his entire head into smashed watermelons and turned them into debris.
——Faced with the great power of the Jiuzhongtian like Moruotian…., even if he is the sword master, he is just a grasshopper that is slightly bigger than the average ant.
“die!”
The furious Moruotian raised his hand to completely refine Zhou Wuya.
“Do not!”
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, the disciples of the Sword Tomb were extremely shocked and angry.
The power of Moruotian is far beyond their imagination. The terrifying and monstrous power seems to be irresistible at all, like an endless abyss, and people can’t see the slightest hope.
“Okay, let’s go.”
At this moment, Ye Ling’s faint voice sounded.
Click.
The black sky shattered instantly.
The last moment is still there: the laughing Moruotian’s voice suddenly stopped 1.
2, like a duck being strangled by the neck.
“you……!”
Morotian turned his head in horror.
“How could you have…”
“Noisy, shut up for me.”
With a flick of the broken fishing rod in Ye Ling’s hand, the half of the fishing rod broke through the space and came to Moruotian in an instant.
Seeing this, Moruotian immediately came back to his senses.
The fluctuating voice of the primordial spirit Hei Lian just now really startled him, but after reacting to it, Moruotian felt that it was nothing more than that.
“Joke, don’t you think I’ll be caught by this kind of thing…”
Moruotian laughed and was about to shatter the half of the fishing rod.
But the next moment, there was a look of horror in his eyes.
And Yan Luotian, who was watching from the side, also suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the scene in front of him.
Chapter [-] The Power of Fate
Some people may have doubts about some things, so let me talk about it.
There are a few chapters ahead, that is, the content of the update on the [-]st of this month, um… that’s what happened, you should be able to detect it.
Anyway… I couldn’t go back and change it when I got it back, so I can only try to save this plot later.
Sorry for the inconvenience caused to you.
——I want you to die, but you cannot live.
I want you to live, but you can’t…die.
As Ye Ling’s eyes closed, an extremely mysterious force appeared from him, as if the power to carry out the entire avenue had already emerged from him.
It was Yan Luotian who first noticed this.
Because of his horrifying discovery, in just a moment, his inner world was out of his control! He was sweating profusely in shock at this situation, and his eyes looking at Ye Ling also became a little more uncertain.
