"Hmph, let's go to Huangquan together, and in your current state, you will also cooperate with this god to say this?" Fox Baiye looked at the injured Sword King with disdain, and then ordered to Nayatotip under him: "Eat him!" ”

Nayatotip immediately raised his huge giant palm and suddenly pressed towards the Sword King, the giant palm fell all the way, and the houses within a radius of several hundred meters were crumbled, cracked, and turned into sawdust, rubble, stones, and discarded steel blocks flying everywhere under the pressure of the palm.

Some monks who were not in a hurry to escape were hit by the boulders that flew out, as if they had been hit by a monk of the Spirit King Realm, and they let out a miserable scream in their mouths, and they fell to the ground in an instant, losing their ability to move, and could only watch helplessly and desperately as they were buried alive by the gravel.

"Help me, I don't want to die yet!" A monk buried most of his body in the sand and gravel cried out in despair. However, the monks in Pingshan Pass were focused on escaping, and no one cared about him at all.

Suddenly, he grabbed the foot of the passing monk and held on to it!

"Help me, take me along."

"Fuck off, don't drag me down."

The fleeing monk stomped on his arm with his other foot, even if the buried man was his former comrade.

"Don't leave me, take me with you!" The monk's arm was covered in bruises, and he still wouldn't let go!

"Let go, if you hold me again, you will ask me to die together, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The monk, who had been caught, had a look in his eyes, drew his sword, cut off his companion's arm, and fled to the harbor without looking back.

"Ah, my hand, I curse you not to die!" The monk who lost his arm could only look at the sky in despair, where the giant palm was falling, and his life would completely disappear at the moment when the giant palm fell!

Nyathotep was so powerful that no monk could have the idea of fighting in front of it. He could only leave his companions behind and flee alone.

In this desperate situation, there was only one person, without fear, even if he was seriously injured at this time, the fighting spirit in his eyes had never diminished.

The sword king held the cicada-winged sword with both hands and held it high above his head, showing a very pious posture of holding the sword, like a fanatical believer, believing in and worshipping the gods.

"Hmph, at this time, I'm still pretending!" Fox Baiye snorted coldly.

At this time, the giant palm has shown a crushing momentum and is falling towards the Sword King, and the situation is as desperate as the Monkey King facing the Monkey King!

But in this desperate situation, the Sword King suddenly spoke: "Entrust your faith to the sword!" ”

Seven words, spit out softly from his mouth, telling the life of Jian Xiu, each word has a shocking power that weighs more than 10,000 catties and points directly to people's hearts!

At the moment when the font spit out, the cicada wing sword in the sword king's hand suddenly trembled violently, and in Pingshan Pass, a breeze suddenly rose, messing up everyone's hair, and they were dressed. It also made the monks, who were either fleeing or fighting, stop what they were doing and cast their eyes on them.

Next, they saw an unforgettable scene, among the ruins, there was an old man, under the giant palm that destroyed the heavens and the earth, held out a light!

"That's the Sword King!" Someone recognized him and burst into tears of excitement!

"Sword Technique: Wind and Sunset to Yellow Springs!"

The sword king's soul burned violently, turning into a cicada wing sword that surging endless power poured into his hand, and after receiving the power, the cicada wing sword suddenly exploded and turned into stars and white spots, like pear blossoms scattered into Pingshan Pass.

"Huhuhu~~~" The wind rises, the wind is urgent, and the wind is angry!

When Hu Baiye saw the scene in front of her, she faintly felt that something was wrong, and she immediately said: "Crush him!" ”

Nyathotep also roared in his mouth, and the giant palm added a huge pressure to the sword king!

The giant palm annihilated everything, and everything turned into powder in all the realms it passed, but it stopped in front of the Sword King, and it was only less than a trace away from the Sword King's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and it just couldn't fall.

"What's going on?" The fox white night was frightened!

The next moment, the roaring wind suddenly filled the Pingshan Pass, and the tiles on the roof and the signboard at the door were all torn by the wind, swept into the air, and frantically gathered towards the place where the Sword King was. Everyone

All the people in the city, the wind blew so much that they couldn't open their eyes, all of them prostrated on the ground, stretched out their hands to protect their heads, and were all exclaimed in their hearts: "What a violent power this is!" ”

The wind gathered around the Sword King, like a soldier guarding the monarch, holding the giant palm to the death!

The Sword King's face was already as dead as ashes at this time, but he still looked down on life and death Dewei smiled heartily, stretched out his left arm, pointed at Naiatotip, and drank: "Go!" ”

In an instant, countless violent winds turned into murderous blades, forming more than a dozen terrifying spiral tornado storms, the top of which was like a monster's sharp claws, with unparalleled penetrating power, easily piercing Nyathotip's giant palm, completely crushing his palm and turning it into powder.

After shattering his arm, the wind soared into the sky, turning into dozens of huge gray tornadoes that covered the sky, encircling Naiatotip. In the midst of the storm, there is enough power to tear everything apart, and it rushes towards Nayatopep!

"Oh no, get out of here!" When the fox saw such a terrible storm, he had the idea of retreating immediately.

However, when it tried to turn around, it found that its body was affected by the strong wind, and it continued to roll towards the center of the storm.

Nyathotep immediately stretched out his arm and grabbed the hard wall to resist the terrible storm, but in less than a second, the wall exploded directly, and it roared, and fell into the storm with the fox white night!

"Huhuhu......"

The storm is like several huge black dragons, unscrupulously destroying and strangling in Pingshan Pass, countless houses have been uprooted, and boulders have been cut into powder!

Neyatotip, who was caught in the storm, was even more like falling into a huge meat grinder, his huge body was crushed into countless pieces of meat by the storm, and the fox white night was also affected! However, just as she was about to be crushed by the storm, Nyathotep opened his huge mouth and swallowed her into his belly!

The storm lasted a full three minutes, and when it stopped, countless pieces of minced flesh fell from the sky and scattered everywhere!

The monk who fell to the ground slowly stood up, and in front of them, Pingshan Pass had been reduced to a ruin, and the city wall four or five thousand meters high was like a dam washed away by a flood, and a huge gap appeared!

At this time, the sun poured through the gap and fell on the faces of everyone who survived the catastrophe.

"Are we alive?" The monks looked at each other in disbelief, tears welling up in their eyes!

"What about the Sword King, how is the Sword King!" Suddenly, someone asked.

Everyone hurriedly looked for the voice of the Sword King, but found an unacceptable scene!

Under the light of the rising sun, the Sword King stood peacefully in place, his face was extremely peaceful, but he was no longer alive.

"Sword King!" The surviving monks knelt down in unison towards the sword cultivator who had saved their lives, wailing in pain!

………………

In the secret location, Ge Jiumad reported everything that happened in Pingshan Pass to the phantom on the throne, and said: "Father's strategy is really clever, now that the Sword King and Zhao Hanzhou are dead, there is no longer any strength to threaten my father's country!" Now is a good time for us to reign over the world and win hearts and minds! ”

"Hehe, what sword king, Zhao Hanzhou, is not in the old man's calculations, I only used the scene of pretending to be unconscious to completely eradicate them!" The phantom on the throne spoke, and slowly walked out from under the throne, and the faint light in the secret room shone on his face, revealing his true face.

He is actually the master of Tianshu Academy, the ninth uncle who has been "unconscious" since the beginning of the battle! What's even more shocking is that Ge Jiu is crazy is actually his son!

"My father's wisdom is unparalleled, and no one in the world can match it!" Ge Jiu said madly patting his ass.

"Let's go, it's our turn!"

The two of them had just left the secret room, and the team arranged by Uncle Nine was already waiting outside the door. Seeing the arrival of Uncle Nine, everyone knelt down together!

"Congratulations to Uncle Nine, put down the rebellion and dominate the world!"

"Hahahaha...... Okay, let's go and save Pingshan Pass! Uncle Nine touched his beard proudly, and took the lead in striding towards his car!

And at the bottom of death row, another good show is being played.