Chapter 6462 The Emperor's Sword(1/2)
The war broke out instantly.
Bai Ye and others attacked dozens of battle souls and launched fierce attacks.
Xiao Chen sacrificed the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed at the thin old man.
Since you know the weakness of the thin old man, you can't beat him and run away.
As long as you leave a certain range, the thin old man will have nothing to do.
"Boy, have you made up your mind to be an enemy of me?"
The thin old man is full of murderous intent.
"Stop talking nonsense, you are the one who destroyed today."
Xiao Chen shouted coldly and pointed it like a sword, depicting it repeatedly in the air.
The next second, fire was created in the void, surrounding the thin old man.
"No matter what the damage is, this cool feeling is full of sensation."
Xiao Chen looked at the flames in the sky and muttered in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, his divine palace trembled, and a phantom walked out of his eyebrows.
The moment the phantom walked out, it turned into a giant dozens of meters high.
"Dharma-like heaven and earth?"
The thin old man looked at the giant with a surprised look. Now there is such a heritage in this world?
However, he has been since ancient times and no matter how old he lives to this day, he is an extraordinary person.
"I want to see what Xuanyuan has taught you!"
After the thin old man finished speaking, he turned into a burly giant, and with a wave of his hand, extinguishing the flames around him.
Then, he rushed towards the giant that Xiao Chen's soul turned into.
Bang.
The two giants collided, the void trembled, and even cracks appeared.
"It's interesting."
Xiao Chen looked at the giant turned into a thin old man and raised his eyebrows slightly. This was the first time he had completely used his magical powers to fight!
"Come on the sword!"
With his loud shout, the Xuanyuan Sword turned about a hundred meters and fell into the hands of the giant.
"kill!"
The word "kill" fell from Xiao Chen's lips.
The sword light burst out with a dazzling golden light, slashing towards the thin old man in the waist.
The thin old man dared not be careless. After all, this is the divine sword of Emperor Xuanyuan, who has killed countless powerful imperial soldiers!
"snort!"
The thin old man snorted coldly, avoided the attack of Xuanyuan Sword, and looked at the deepest part of the secret realm here.
Rumble.
The ground trembled and the rocks rolled down.
A blood light rose from the sky deep in the sky.
Swish.
The blood light came near and turned into a blood-colored giant axe.
Xiao Chen looked at the blood-colored giant axe and his eyes shrank. Demon soldier? The blood evil spirit alone is extremely terrifying!
Then, he looked at Xuanyuan Sword.
Buzz.
The Xuanyuan Sword was obviously also inspired by the blood-colored giant axe, and it kept trembling and making a buzzing sound.
Even golden dark patterns appeared on the Xuanyuan Sword, which was rare in the past.
It can be seen that Xuanyuan Sword has also taken the lead in this battle!
"Boy, sacrifice your soul and I will make you immortal, how about it?"
The old man returned to his normal size, and his thin fingers stroked the blood-colored giant axe. The dark red lines on the axe surface suddenly lit up, and countless twisted resentful souls were wailing.
"I'll let you pass away!"
Xiao Chen shouted coldly, and his eyebrows shone again.
I saw the giant in the Dharma image of heaven and earth shattering the void and rising from the ground.
Swish.
The golden light turned into war armor and instantly covered the surface of the giant.
When the Xuanyuan Sword fell, the entire space was cracked like a spider-web.
"Hmph, then I will draw your soul myself!"
The old man snorted coldly, and the blood axe soared into the size of a mountain.
The moment the axe blade slashed on the golden giant sword, the shock wave swept out, and everything within a range of hundreds of meters around turned into ruins.
when!
The sound of gold and iron clashing through the sky.
Xiao Chen's Dharma image took three steps back, and each step was to step out of a huge pit several meters deep on the ground.
Blood-colored runes rose all over the old man's body, his shriveled body suddenly expanded, and a Falun composed of nine blood-dropped skulls appeared behind him.
"Blood Sea of Futu!"
As the old man made a gesture and sniffed, viscous blood oozed out of the ground, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a huge wave.
Countless bone arms poked out from the sea of blood, and grabbed Xiao Chen's ankle and dragged it down.
Xiao Chen's sword technique changed, and Xuanyuan sword divided into thousands of golden lights.
The sword energy formed a large formation of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, forcing the sea of blood back three feet away.
"A little trick!"
The old man's axe handle suddenly stopped, and the sea of blood suddenly condensed into eighteen demons with three heads and six arms, and rushed over with a steel fork bone hammer in his hand.
The strangest thing is that the faces of these demon gods are actually seventy-sixth-something to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's face changed. What kind of magical power?
"I'll break it!"
Without waiting for Xiao Chen to do anything, the sword soul left the Xuanyuan Sword and instantly turned into seven divine swords, re-evolving into the supreme sword formation.
The sword peak roared, and the blood-colored demon turned into blue smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Immediately afterwards, the Xuanyuan Sword's body shot out, mixed with the aura of the human emperor, and headed straight for the old man.
The old man's eyes shrank and disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, nine clones appeared, and each clone held a blood-colored giant axe.
The axe light intertwined into a blood-colored cage, but it shattered the moment it touched the sword light.
"Xuanyuan taught a good disciple!"
When the old man finished speaking, he saw that there were stone walls with countless magical powers carved before, lit up.
All supernatural powers were embodied at this moment!
It was like dozens of people who used their magical powers together and rushed towards Xiao Chen.
Click.
The Dharma image of heaven and earth is shattered.
puff.
Xiao Chen vomited a large mouthful of blood and his face was extremely pale.
"Use the Emperor's sword!"
Suddenly, the sword soul shouted loudly.
"Um?"
When Xiao Chen heard the words of the sword soul, he frowned, but after hesitating for a moment, he immediately used the Xuanyuan Sword to slash out a sword.
"Damn it, it hurts a little bit. I hope this old guy... deserves this sword."
Xiao Chen cursed inwardly, and the sword slashed at the stone wall and the old man on the stone wall with an unmoved momentum.
To be continued...