"You can do it. Su Chen nodded and said quite seriously.

"Are you sure I want to strike first?" Saint Shura was slightly stunned and poked his nose.

"Then I'll strike first!"

"A suggestion for you. Saint Shura stared at Su Chen and blinked: "Do your best! You, you only have one chance! The last move in life, bloom all your energy!"

"Good. Su Chen nodded.

Around, everyone was silent in a kind of extreme horror, no one made a sound, no one discussed, and the atmosphere was too depressing.

Many people have admiration in the deepest part of their hearts.

At least, Su Chen is still calm, quiet, no fright, no gaffes, and no begging for mercy, isn't he?

This kind of courage, this state of mind, is really a martial arts cultivator, a martial artist who goes against the sky and is not afraid of life and death.

Of course, in addition to admiration, it is more of a pity.

If there was no Holy Shura, Su Chen might be able to grow into an eternal giant!

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

Sheng Yingkun, Nalan Allure and others were desperate, their faces turned pale, but they no longer stopped it, because they couldn't stop it.

The Holy Shura has locked and covered the entire space, and if Su Chen wants to survive, the only chance is to fight!!

Battle Saint Shura, this terrifying and indescribable seventh-layer realm cultivator of the Ancestral Saint Realm.

It's brutal.

Any Floating Tu Domain martial cultivator would be desperate when facing an opponent of the seventh-layer realm of the Ancestral Saint Realm, right?

But Su Chen, there is no choice.

The next moment.

All eyes on it.

In Su Chen's hand, there was an extra sword, the Heavy God Sword.

"Do you really want me to do my best?" Su Chen raised his head and asked with a hint of helplessness.

Do your best?

The Divine Mansion has broken through to the third realm.

The efficiency of the three-force transformation is higher.

Xuanqi, physical body, and divine soul all have a terrifying ascension.

He is now doing his best, and with a single punch from his physical body, he can directly hit the pure power of four million dragon powers, and under the transformation of three forces and the compression of divine power, this number will become the power of twenty-five million dragons, and if the mysterious beast bone is activated again, this number will become seventy-five million dragon power!

With the power of 75 million dragons driving the power of 45 million dragons, he will perform the unyielding sword rhyme again! and then use the Peerless Sword Technique! Even, if Su Chen wants to, he can also come with a wave of soul skill attacks in advance as a prelude!

It was hard for him to imagine how strong this sword would be?

Isn't there a slaughtering knife used to kill chickens?

"Of course. How did Saint Shura know what Su Chen was thinking? He sighed boringly: "My patience is limited, hurry up!"

Holy Shura really didn't want to waste any more time.

In his opinion, pinching an ant to death is already an act of dirty his hands, and it is even more impatient to delay time so much.

As soon as the words of the Holy Shura fell!!

"Absolutely, heavens, sword!" Su Chen suddenly raised his head, word by word, word by word.

Heavy sword, smashed out.

A sword out.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The breath of absolute desolation was torn apart by madness.

The eternal silence, the collapse of space, and the space in front of the entire Martial Dao Divine Monument were as if they had been sent into the Heaven and Earth Mixer.

All the air, heaven and earth aura, void turbulence, void black holes, void boulders, etc., were strangled into powder and nothingness.

The breath of annihilation was like a huge wave of the ocean...... Fill the hearts and bodies of all people.

In front of him, it seems that only pure black silence remains, and in the long river of silence, a sword ray, fluctuating, the sword looks so ordinary, so quiet, but it gives people a breath of eager worship.

It seems that the sword is shot out of the sky.

As soon as the sword came out, all the martial cultivators present seemed to be frozen!! no matter whether they lived or died, there was only one thought left, how could they not feel their own shells......

As soon as the sword came out, the smile, smugness, disdain, mockery, boring, and indifference on the face of the saint Shura...... It's like a cracked soap bubble that disappears and is replaced by fear.

Sagila felt the smell of death.

Moreover, this smell of death, from the depths of his heart, seemed to have sprouted and taken root, and it was so rooted that he couldn't put it aside.

This smell of death transcends space, time, and thinking.

The smell of death filled his mind, nose, and mouth, and he couldn't even blink, shout, beg for mercy, etc.

Even, he forgot to resist, forgot to escape, forgot to resist, and forgot to raise the Shura sword in his hand.

After the blink.

Jianmang, here!

Visible to the naked eye.

When Jian Mang was still about an inch away from Saint Shura...... The body of the Holy Asura was clearly dissolving, as if frost had touched a scorching heat.

It wasn't until this moment that the piercing pain suddenly woke up the holy Shura, and the cold cold sank into the bone marrow, and his brain suddenly sobered up.

The indescribable desire to survive suddenly burst open.

"Ah!!" Saint Shura roared, his eyes were bloody, and he was terrifying, and he raised the Shura sword in his hand desperately.

Vainly trying to make the last resistance, resistance.

However.

The Shura sword had just been raised......

Bite!

A not-so-crisp sound of metal cracking sounded.

At the same second, I saw that the Shura Sword was neatly broken from the middle position.

Shura Sword, Broken ...... It's broken!

That's the Shura Sword, after the addition of the Martial Dao Divine Monument, it has surpassed the Shura Sword of the Wasteland Weapon level!

It just broke off, without resistance, as if it were an ordinary wooden stick.

Saint Shura only felt that his heart was scratched at such an instant.

How could it be that there was only one last thought left in his mind?

How could Su Chen be so strong? How could he not be Su Chen's opponent? How could the Shura Sword be broken directly?

How is it possible that there are too many too many?

Holy Shura can't accept it!

And after that last thought......

Burst!!!

The sword sank deep into the body of Saint Shura.

The body and the soul are annihilated in an instant.

Annihilation turned into nothingness, and there was not even a blood mist left.

It's as if there has never been such a person in the world.

Until the Holy Shura was dead and there was no place to bury him, and there was not even a corpse left, the surrounding cultivators were still in a kind of petrification.

A hundred and ten breaths passed, still petrified.

No one can react to that utter shock.

St. Shura's ...... Unexpectedly...... Actually dead? Not Su Chen's enemy?

This feeling is like the feeling that the richest man in China on the earth suddenly died with money one day.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

There is a dark fairytale-like absurdity to it.

That was the Holy Shura, that was the Holy Shura of the seventh layer of the Ancestral Holy Realm, that was the Holy Shura who broke through four or five small realms in one breath by comprehending the Martial Dao Divine Monument!