Chapter 240: The Decisive Battle (5)

Suddenly, Wuchen's face became extremely ugly again, not because the Heavenly Measuring Ruler was no match for the Taixu Sword, but because the Taixu Sword suddenly turned around, and Chu Feiyan completely exposed the empty door behind him to himself.

All this is because the eight major families, who have been watching the changes, suddenly made a move, and they suddenly attacked Ye Xiaoxiao at the moment when the two faced off.

And it is also the most powerful Innocent Sword Formation, more than half of the sixty-four people have reached the Initial Realm of Creation, and the rest are all peak powerhouses of the Xuan Annihilation Realm, once this array comes out, it will destroy all vitality, and there is no possibility of stopping until the living creatures in the Great Array are killed. Unless the other party's cultivation far surpasses theirs.

In the face of this array of dustless self-examination, he couldn't resist it, he couldn't imagine that the Eight Great Families would sneak attack at this time, he was not angry in his heart, and shouted angrily: "Elder Duan, can you believe me?"

Duan Xinghe's expression was slightly embarrassed, and he only said: "We have been waiting for thousands of years to kill Ye Xiaoxiao, there is no possibility of giving up such an opportunity, we are not as ruthless as her in case, if she recovers, the entire continent will suffer!"

Although Wuchen was dissatisfied in his heart, he also knew that what he said was reasonable, so he could only try to withdraw the offensive of measuring the ruler, and made up his mind that as long as Chu Feiyan could survive, he would never make another move.

The Taixu Sword collided with the Dirt Sword Array in a hurry, and after a moment of stalemate, it was finally unable to defeat such a large array, and it shattered violently. The Taiji diagram collapsed in an instant, and the burial soul didn't know where it was shocked and flew away. The Five Elements Penetration was also broken together, and the Eight Desolation Pure Land and the Red Lotus Industry were forced out of Chu Feiyan's body at the same time.

What's worse is that although Wuchen has tried his best to retract his strength, but it seems that such a divine weapon as the measuring ruler, the rest of the power is also extremely terrifying, Chu Feiyan resisted this foot in order to protect Ye Xiaoxiao without defense, and suddenly the muscles and veins of his whole body exploded, blood sprayed wildly, and he turned around and became a bloody man.

Chu Feiyan hugged Ye Xiaoxiao tightly and slowly fell from the air, other than that, he couldn't use any extra strength. looked at the beautiful face of the person in his arms, and showed a bitter smile: Maybe this ending is not too bad.

Ye Xiaoxiao closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally opened her eyes with difficulty: "Ah Yan... Ah Yan, are you there?". She suddenly panicked because she couldn't see anything anymore.

"Well, I'm here", Bean-sized tears dripped down her face, hot and heartbreaking.

Lan Lan looked at the two people hugging each other in the sky, crying and red-eyed: "Brother Xiao, can we only watch."

Xiao Qian shook his head regretfully, at this level of battle, they didn't even have the qualifications to participate.

Only the people of Changning were still kneeling and praying, waiting for a miracle to appear. However, the terrifying sword array did not stop, and the sword rain in the sky was about to drown the two of them.

At this moment, a voice of indifference appeared in the sky, and the voice seemed to come from the eternal night sky, which had traveled thousands of miles.

"Get out!" the man said only one word.

Far away in the endless night sky, the silver-haired man stood in the void, he held the ten square seals formed by the Nanji Mountain, looked indifferently at the huge head in front of him, and then the void stepped lightly, and an invisible fluctuation instantly spread to thousands of miles away.

Finally reached the sky above the Innocent Sword Array, the Sword Array collapsed in an instant, and a total of sixty-four people from the Eight Great Hidden Families retreated with serious injuries.

This day shook the world with a kick, no one dared to say half a word, and the war came to an abrupt end!

The morning of the Fifth of October was gray and unusually cold. The sunlight occasionally shone through the thick clouds, shining on the ruined Wangshui City, on the charred Yonghe Temple, and on the countless unclaimed corpses. It was like a frightened coward who only showed up once and then quietly hid again.

The landscape of the Wild Wasteland has undergone tremendous changes, with vertical and horizontal ravines, bottomless pits, melted sand, and a large amount of bare scorched earth, all of which bear witness to yesterday's great battle.

The Three Great Moon Kingdoms have withdrawn to their respective countries; Jing Beifeng, who intended to take advantage of the opportunity, quietly retreated to the foot of the Tianqi Mountain Range; Wuchen returned to Amaterasu after handing over Jinghua City to the awakened Xuan Tianyang; Xuan Tiangang and Zi Ge disappeared with more than 3,000 people.

The village of Changning has also returned to its former calm, and it doesn't look much different from before, except for the collapsed statue of the Holy King. It's just that in the early morning, I can no longer see the happy old man walking around with Ah Chai in his arms, and there are no more groups of women chatting in groups, and there is no longer a trace of smile on people's faces.

Wang Ye and Xiao Qian finally decided to return to Wangshui City and decide to rebuild the Chu State there, perhaps thinking that one day that man would miraculously return again, just as he had come back from the dead several times.

And more people followed Xuantian Yang back to the Stygian Water, from Nanshan County to the north to the northernmost Bingxie City to return to the Stygian Water again. Although the territory is much smaller than before, it is better than being displaced and wandering.

At this point, the dark water, the moonlight, the moon, the moon, the snow shadow is greatly damaged, and it is difficult to recover without decades of rest and recuperation, even the relatively small losses of Chiyan and Amaterasu can no longer bear the pain of war, only the southernmost Nanzhao is still as prosperous as ever.

Everything seems to have returned to its original state, and the situation of the Seven Nations melee since the end of the Cambrian period seems to have come to an end. It's just that everyone's hearts are shrouded in a layer of gloom.

For the world, Wuchen has always been an insurmountable mountain, and his existence extinguishes all illusions.

For the Eight Great Families, the last kick from outside the world made them understand that there are still their unpredictable powerhouses in this world, and their comeback path is still unknown.

As for Wuchen, the ambitions of the Eight Great Families have been highlighted, and it is unknown what impact their existence will have on the Amaterasu Continent in the future. Although his existence can maintain the current balance, the seeds of hatred in people's hearts can never be eliminated, but accumulate deeper and deeper. When the world finds itself no longer strong, what kind of chaos will it be?

As for the two young figures that disappeared in the morning light, it was even more uncomfortable for him, why in the end their expressions were still so calm, their eyes were still pure and clear, and they could not see the slightest malice towards the world, did they do wrong?

If they all die, then everything will disappear, and if they are all alive, it doesn't seem so bad, I'm afraid that if only one of them lives alone, then whoever survives, no one can bear the anger of that person, and the thought of Wuchen here actually sheds a cold sweat. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"The last kick is really domineering!" Wuchen sighed and walked towards the Cangwu Boundary Monument, his tall figure looked a little lonely at the moment, followed by three grief-stricken teenagers.