Chapter 776: Death

"It's over, Song Shan's combat strength, I'm afraid it's almost close to the late stage of the True Martial Realm, and Duanmu Lan can't delay even a moment. ”

"This Chu Tiance has no chance, even if Song Zhaorong can't escape with him, it is easy to kill him. ”

"I didn't expect the Song family to be so well prepared, and they had hidden a powerful Divine Fire Realm Ancestor early on, blocking the strong man of the Duanmu family. ”

Sighs continued to sound, and countless martial artists seemed to have seen Chu Tiance's body and soul extinguished.

In the midst of this sigh, there is little schadenfreude, replaced by deep worry and tension.

Of course, none of these people hoped that Chu Tiance could grow up smoothly, and almost every one of them hoped that Chu Tiance would die.

What they were worried and nervous about was that once Chu Tiance died, the Song family and the Duanmu family might set up a war.

The two most powerful and terrifying families in Zifeng City, once they fight with all their might, this is not a problem of the city gate on fire and the fish in the pond at all, but the sky is falling apart and all souls are annihilated, and the entire Zifeng City is afraid that it will be completely plunged into the flames of war, and no family can get out of it.

They can only hope that under the pressure of the Demon Gate, the Duanmu family will hold back their anger and defend the enemy first.

However, once the battle begins, the final result is very likely to be that Zifeng City will be broken without attack, and everything will be over.

"Boy, just tie your hands, I won't kill you. ”

Song Zhaorong's voice was low, but a glimmer of afterglow was always paying attention to the crazy and agitated battle at the edge of the valley.

It's just that Chu Tiance's face that met his eyes did not have a trace of panic and fear.

Between the extremely handsome eyebrows and eyes, there is only absolute calmness, and a clear and sharp killing intent.

"Thousand Swords Annihilation, Sword Shadow!"

With a clear shout, Chu Tiance suddenly sealed his hands, and the sword shadow hanging in the void suddenly became brilliant, and slashed straight towards Song Zhaorong.

The mighty sword intent burst out suddenly, and the sword shadow skyrocketed ten meters in an instant, domineering, fierce, and sharp, and an indescribable destructive force erupted from the depths of the sword intent. It was as if fire was falling from the sky and the earth's veins were boiling, and they suddenly swept out, not dodging or dodging, and directly devouring Song Zhaorong.

"The pinnacle of the middle of the ladder! How the fuck is this possible!"

Song Zhaorong roared wildly, his voice full of uncontrollable shock and horror.

For a moment, he only felt that his body was swallowed up by a gushing volcano, and every inch of his muscles and bones were diffused with burning pain, and every time he advanced, he carried tremendous pressure. At this moment, it seemed that what was in front of him was no longer a young man who had just been promoted to the Yuan Soul Realm, but a True Martial Realm powerhouse who had been famous for a long time, and he broke out with all his might.

"This circle!"

"Song Zhaorong, who can resist the full outburst, this magic circle has definitely reached the middle grade of the ground level, how can this kid be?"

"Not only that, this is not a complete magic circle, it is more like an array eye, with such power, the grade should be higher!"

"Impossible, I must have seen it wrong, the Duanmu family must have a secret hand to contain Song Zhaorong. ”

The moment the formation was formed, everyone knew that this array had reached the middle grade of the ground level.

However, although everyone can see it clearly, in fact, the vast majority of people do not want to believe the truth in front of them. They were more willing to believe that although this Sword Shadow Array Eye had reached the middle grade of the ground rank, its true power was far inferior to that of the ordinary middle grade spirit array, and only in this way could they reluctantly convince themselves that the cultivation world was still the same as before.

But right now, this vast piece of flame sword light has completely destroyed the illusory world they have built in their hearts.

The exclamations were filled with horror and shock, and the faces of the jaw-dropping were engraved with endless confusion.

At this moment, the vast majority of spectators even annihilated the envy, jealousy, and anger in their hearts.

"I'm coming!"

Song Shan suddenly broke off and stepped out, slashing down like a mountain of crazy knives.

A roar suddenly sounded, and the sword shadow suddenly converged like a shell, and thousands of sword rays flew wildly, slashing at the blade.

In an instant, the sword shadow slashed down hundreds of times, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was endless, almost continuous into a loud sound. The Heaven and Earth Essence Yuan continued to shatter, and a trace of fine black cracks continued to emerge and quickly dissolve, and the space within a radius of hundreds of zhang was constantly shattered.

"How is this possible? Can't even break through Song Mountain?"

Song Zhaorong's eyes widened, and his voice began to tremble.

The warriors who were watching the battle around were already silent, only a pair of dull eyes, looking at this unimaginable battle.

Suddenly, Song Zhaorong's ears trembled slightly, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

At the end of the mountains, the roar of constant agitation has stopped, and the strong and tyrannical coercion strikes quickly.

"It's too late, the mission has failed. ”

Unlike the warriors who fought outside the valley, all the spirits were attracted by the strength of the sword formation, and Song Zhaorong always paid a trace of attention to the battle at the edge of the valley. At this moment, the battle stopped and the killing intent attacked, and it was obvious that the winning side was the Duanmu family's Divine Fire Realm Ancestor.

Although he didn't know who this ancestor was, the Duanmu family's martial arts aura had been extremely familiar for hundreds of years.

The Divine Fire Realm Ancestor is thousands of miles away in an instant, and it is impossible to escape.

"Although you can't be captured alive, it's always a good thing to kill this son. ”

Song Shan's eyes suddenly closed slightly, the long knife wrapped his body, and the seven orifices flowed blood at the same time. The next moment, there was a roar, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed color, and the terrifying power exploded, and the entire earth cracked into an incomparably deep ravine in an instant, like an angry dragon, smashing towards Chu Tiance.

Almost at the same time, Song Zhaorong's body soared, and immediately like a goshawk swooping down on its prey, it swooped straight towards Chu Tiance's head.

Still in mid-air, Song Zhaorong's body immediately turned into a huge fireball, and it exploded immediately.

One up and down, two extremely majestic and extremely tyrannical forces suddenly converged.

"It's over, it's really dead this time. ”

"The two True Martial Realm detonated themselves in the middle stage, even the strong people in the late stage of the True Martial Realm were in danger, no matter how strong the formation was, it was meaningless. ”

"I really can't imagine that these two old guys of the Song family are so decisive. ”

Amidst the terrifying roar, all the warriors watching the battle were retreating frantically.

The two mid-stage True Martial Realm powerhouses blew themselves up, and their strength was not trivial, even if they were in the middle of the True Martial Realm at the same level, they could all be hit hard.

"Miss, danger!"

Duanmu Yan grabbed Duanmu Mingyue, who was frantically rushing towards Chu Tiance, and Zhenyuan locked Duanmu Mingyue in an instant, and his body quickly exploded.

"I swear by Duanmu Mingyue, the Song family, and all the bloodline branches, I will slaughter them all!"

Two lines of clear tears flowed slowly, Duanmu Mingyue's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.