Chapter 707: Unparalleled Danger (Part 2)

Thousands of bright lights are like waterfalls, tracing thousands of miles across the void, and the dazzling light covers the radius of thousands of miles.

The "Huang Wuhou" in the Shenxu realm almost exhausted his lifelong skills to launch the "Disillusion of the Heaven" in the inherited secret technique of Wuhou.

The Wuhou Castle hundreds of miles away, hundreds of thousands of monks, closed their eyes at the same time, under the dazzling light that covered everything in the world, under the shocking pressure, their souls trembled.

The former Wuhou's power returned to the earth again.

Everyone couldn't help but shout and cheer, and their blood was surging, but under the spiritual power of the power of the vast void, the world was silent, and they were even lacking in breathing ability.

The realm of divine emptiness is worthy of being looked up to by people, and it is known as the supreme realm of stepping into the third level of Tongtian with half a foot.

Wushuang's dim body was beaten to pieces, and a broken sword appeared in his hand and slowly stabbed forward.

In an instant, a striking lightning flashed through the vast Xu and tore the millions of bright lights apart a vacuum.

The entire void shook slightly, and it seemed that a mysterious ripples were generated, annihilated everything around it.

The dazzling light of Huang Wuhou, who was like a god-like man, staggered and found himself stabbed by a broken sword.

The broken sword buzzed continuously, generating billions of pure sword intents, filling his body and rushing into the soul level.

At the same time, a supreme sword energy that is unyielding to fate rushed into the sky and the sky, causing the heaven and earth to change color and the sun and the moon to lose its beauty.

However, under the endless blow of the disillusioned sky, this unyielding sword energy was like a meteor flashing in the night sky, blooming with a moment of brilliant light.

...

Wuhou Ancient Castle, a secret underground hall.

Buzz ~~~

The gorgeous white light flashed, and a vague figure gradually emerged on the ancient teleportation array.

Yang Fan found that there was a little dust around him.

As soon as he appeared, he touched the ban here.

"Who?"

Three men dressed in a simple costume and holding long swords suddenly rushed over.

"Yang is from the 'Xiandao Sect'..."

As soon as Yang Fan was halfway through, he immediately stopped.

At this moment, thousands of dazzling lights covered the radius of thousands of miles. Even Yang Fan, who was in the underground hall and the other three guards subconsciously closed their eyes.

A shocking sword energy rushed into the sky, and in the bright lightning that was soaked in the sky, a nearly empty flash of lightning seemed to cut open the void.

"Am I still late?"

Yang Fan felt very uneasy.

Buzz ~~

A terrifying fluctuation came from the space.

"It is hard to imagine that the intersection between the two actually produced faint space ripples."

Yang Fan's senses that penetrate the sky and the earth capture changes in space.

Space ripple is an existence that can almost crush everything in the world.

It can generate space ripples, even if it is weak, but it proves that the attack strength has reached a level that can affect space stability.

This is a means that only the legendary third-level powerhouse of Tongtian can have. It can be seen how powerful the two produce when they intersect.

At that moment, Yang Fan sensed the blood light faintly emerging in the void, and was shaken by the strong sword intent that rushed into the sky. This was also the reason why the power at that level exploded, and the time was extremely short, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Swish-

Wushuang's sword that was shocking through the nine heavens was fleeting under the endless light of the disillusioned sky.

Then, the heaven and earth shaking, and the terrifying aura continued for a moment, and the vast power of the vast divine power that disillusioned the sky slowly faded.

At this time, everyone adapted to the environment and saw two people on the field.

Wushuang held a half-cut sword in his hand and stabbed into Huang Wuhou's body, and he himself was half-kneeling on the ground.

The sword just now weakened the impact of space distance on him to a minimum in a short moment.

Huang Wuhou's white hair drifted in the wind, and blood stained on his beard. On his old face, he was surprised for a moment, and then he showed a hint of happy smile: "I can use this 'disillusioned sky' strike before stepping into the grave, and I will die..."

Before he finished speaking, he lost all his energy and closed his eyes.

Like a statue, his body stood in place and was unshakable.

Wushuang drew out the broken sword and barely supported it on the ground, extremely weak.

Moreover, his figure seemed dim and even appeared to be in a state of vain and translucent, and was about to dissipate.

After killing Huang Wuhou with the broken sword, Wushuang did not have the full state of energy and spirit like Yang Fan who appeared after killing the Sanyou Old Demon last time. Perhaps this is the only privilege that Yang Fan can only enjoy in control of the nature of life.

"Mr. Wuhou is dead..."

On the Wuhou Ancient Castle, countless monks showed deep sad feelings.

“Master!!”

Huang Yuyang knelt on the ground. As Wuhou’s most proud disciple, she showed powerlessness at this moment.

"Master Wuhou!!" The man in Xuanyi knelt on the ground.

Plop!!!Plop!!!...

In the ancient castle of Wuhou, everyone knelt on the ground and worshiped the old and white-haired Wuhou standing on the earth.

At this time, a rain fell from the sky, covering the radius of thousands of miles.

The drizzle in the sky wets hundreds of thousands of monks.

In fact, this rain came no coincidence. The blow of the disillusionment sky shattered the clouds within a radius of thousands of miles.

Wushuang's weak body barely stood up from the ground and bowed to Huang Wuhou to show his respect for this opponent.

Then... he stepped slowly and arduously towards his own lonely path.

On the Wuhou Ancient Castle, hundreds of thousands of monks watched him leave, but no one took action.

"Miss Huang, this is the best time to avenge Lord Wuhou. This person is in extremely weak now. He sent a few powerful Tongxuan men to kill him..."

A child of the Wuhou family, with bloodshot eyes and a vengeful way.

"Huang Yuan, shut up!! This is a fair duel. If he is killed at this time, it will only make the reputation of the Wuhou family lose. The sacrifice of Master defending his dignity at the cost of his life will also be wasted!!"

Huang Yuyang scolded, his face full of frost.

The other children of the Wuhou family were also silent and watched Wushuang leave.

For some reason, Wushuang felt uneasy when she was walking hard.

Will this intelligence error be a coincidence in the execution of the mission?

"...WuShuang, it's so unbelievable that you actually accomplished this mission."

A hoarse voice came from Wushuang's back.

Wushuang's body paused, perhaps because he was too weak and powerless, and was attacked behind him and did not notice it.

"Who is that..."

The monks on Wuhou Castle discovered that behind Wushuang had a "shadow" appeared.

It was a dark shadow, almost hidden in the falling night.

Looking at it with the naked eye, it seems like it is just a phantom, and the appearance outline can only be seen clearly at close range.

"It seems that you are the number one killer of the 'Tiansha Pavilion' ***, "Tianying".

Wushuang's voice seemed weak, but he said sarcastically: "You who have reached the realm of divine emptiness can easily kill me who is extremely weak at this moment. Why do you need to use sneak attacks?"

"I am a truly qualified killer..." Tianying's voice was hoarse: "My mission success rate is 100%, not only because of individual strength, but more importantly, I will never achieve my goal with the lowest price. Moreover, without absolute certainty, I never take action.

Puff—

A cold light flashed, Wushuang broke the sword with his hands, and in a turn, he stabbed into Tianying's body.

The whole movement was as complete as natural, without any signs.

Even Tianying didn't expect that the other party still had the strength to fight back.

Tianying's body was pierced, but he was not panicked at all: "I forgot to tell you that my body is not a physical body, and Ignore all attacks below the realm of divine emptiness."

As soon as the words were finished, a cold light flashed, and a crescent-shaped short sword slashed, as fast as lightning.

bite!!

Wushuang forced the broken sword to cross and blocked Tianying's attack.

However, Wushuang was knocked away more than ten feet under the terrifying power, and his body became increasingly dimming, as if there were signs of death.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that your body was not a real entity...but with the next blow, you will die soon."
To be continued...