Chapter 117: One Sword, Two Flashes, Killing the Saint, the Strange Movement of the Black Mystic Immortal Sword

The blood pill and soul pill were destroyed by Tang Chen?

This scene made Mo Yunlei stunned.

Not only him, but all the onlookers were also turned to stone.

These two blood pills and soul pills are made from the condensation of infinite blood and soul, and their medicinal power is so powerful.

And Tang Chen also said that these two pills are comparable to elixirs.

Tang Chen burned such a precious thing without any hesitation.

It's really... too fierce!

After the shock, everyone looked at Tang Chen with respect.

Although blood pills and soul pills are precious, they are purchased with the lives of millions of people and hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

Every trace of the medicine's power was stained with blood.

Every ray of red incense is filled with wails.

As Tang Chen said, he never disdained such crooked ways.

Today, he exposed the Five Thunder Sect's conspiracy and burned the blood pill and soul pill in public.

Not only does he express his attitude towards cultivation, but he also gives an explanation to the millions of people and hundreds of thousands of practitioners who have died.

If it were any other cultivator, most of them would have taken blood pills and soul pills and hid in a corner to secretly refine them, so they wouldn't care about Xuzhou's life and death.

The more they thought about it, the more respectful the crowd looked at Tang Chen.

Such a cultivator is respectable!

It’s hard to find forever!

"Do you have anything else to say now?"

Tang Chen turned his head and glanced at Mo Yunlei.

Mo Yunlei looked embarrassed.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else, but in the end he found that nothing could come out.

In front of Tang Chen, Mo Yunlei felt like a clown.

No matter what you say or do, it will just look ridiculous.

"As long as the ancestor can kill Yi Zizui, everything will turn around!"

Mo Yunlei no longer looked at Tang Chen.

He shifted his gaze and looked deeply at the fierce battle high in the sky.

Tang Chen saw through Mo Yunlei's thoughts at a glance.

He didn't speak, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

Some people are like this and won't shed tears until they see the coffin.

The best way to deal with such a person is to let him watch despair come.

High in the air.

The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and the laws are raging.

Two flowing figures are colliding fiercely.

Their speed is so fast that it cannot be caught by the naked eye.

The legal aftermath caused by each collision is enough to make the void tremble violently.

Space cracks appeared one after another, then collapsed, and finally turned into patches of mottled black holes.

Inside the black hole, everything is turbulent void.

Even if a real strong person is involved, he will escape death.

call out!

call out!

The two streams of light suddenly separated.

Saint Yunchong's whole body exuded the aura of law, and his skinny face was holding a faint smile.

The other side.

Yi Zizai holds a sword in one hand, his face expressionless.

But if you look carefully at the past, you can see that his energy and blood are a little tumbling and restless, and his spiritual power also seems a bit disordered.

"The Infinite Sword Master is nothing more than that!"

Saint Yun Chong's smile became even brighter and he said disdainfully: "I thought you were a formidable enemy that required all my strength to resist. Unexpectedly, you are just an embroidered pillow. After I kill you, I will kill that boy with the innate chaotic body." Capture him and exploit him!"

"I heard that Master Xue Jian once gave this boy seven Mysterious Sword Immortal Pills and replaced the Blood Pills with Mysterious Sword Immortal Pills. I can still accept it!"

After saying this, Saint Yunchong turned into a stream of light again, and the power of law was like a dragon, covering the sky, and headed towards Yi Zizai in a mighty manner.

"Sage Yun Chong's fatal blow!"

The crowd was horrified.

Many people feel that Yi Zizai is in trouble now.

In the series of battles just now, Yi Zizi was obviously at a disadvantage.

Now that Saint Yunchong had launched his killing move, Yi Zizi would still be seriously injured and half disabled even if he didn't die.

"Coming!"

At this time, Tang Chen suddenly said something.

within sight.

Yi Zizai looked directly at Saint Yun Chong who was coming to kill him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "What a lot of nonsense!"

After saying this, Yi Zizi tightened the white jade sword in his hand.

Only a click was heard!

The white jade sword actually cracked!

Inside the sword body, there is actually a dark soft sword with a body as thin as a cicada's wing!

Buzz…

With the appearance of the pitch-black soft sword, the entire space was filled with high-pitched sword chants.

All space cracks were annihilated, all clouds were dispersed, and even the power of Saint Yunchong's laws was cut off.

The sky and the earth are empty, there is only the sword.

All the heavens are swords.

"This...this is impossible!"

"Why...why has your aura changed completely?"

Just the endless sword chants made Saint Yunchong feel like a light on his back, and his body stiffened in place.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Yi Zizi's aura was several times more powerful than before, sharper and colder, as if he himself had turned into a peerless fairy sword.

"Is it possible that he didn't try his best before and was just perfunctory with me?"

A terrible thought came to Saint Yun Chong's mind.

In the previous battle, he had used all his strength.

If Yi Zizai is really just perfunctory, then his strength...

Saint Yun Chong shuddered.

He looked up at Yi Zizai, but at this moment, a dark sword light had arrived.

Poof!

The head of the saint rose into the sky with clouds.

At the moment of death, he opened his eyes wide in surprise and clearly saw a headless corpse broken into two pieces, falling powerlessly from a high altitude.

One sword and two flashes.

In a flash, the saint's head was cut off.

In a flash, the saint's body was cut off.

In an instant, the world fell into a strange silence.

Everyone looked at the head of the saint Yun Chong and the two broken pieces of his body falling to the ground, and they were speechless for a long time.

Then look at Yi Zizai.

I don't know when, the black soft sword was wrapped in the white jade scabbard again.

Yi Zizai casually carried it on his waist, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the void and hid.

There was no declaration of victory, and no other movements.

It seemed that he had just done a trivial thing.

"I didn't expect it to be a king!"

Tang Chen looked at the direction where Yi Zizai disappeared, and couldn't help but joked.

At the same time, Tang Chen also looked at the black Xuanxian sword on his waist.

When the black soft sword appeared just now, Tang Chen keenly felt that the black Xuanxian sword had a strange vibration.

When the white jade scabbard wrapped the black soft sword again, the abnormal movement of the black Xuanxian sword disappeared.

It came suddenly, and disappeared even more suddenly.

"The Black Mystic Immortal Sword is the sword of the Black Mystic True Immortal. Could it be that Yi Zizai has some connection with the Black Mystic True Immortal?"

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This protector of the way doesn't look that simple!