Chapter 262: I'm Coming
Chu Zhenyu was worthy of being a battle-hardened veteran, even if he was no longer able to dodge the attack, he still adjusted the spiritual energy to his back waist in time and built a thick defensive force. At the same time, he returned his sword and slashed at Sima Hui's throat regardless of it.
At the same peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, Chu Zhenyu believed that Sima Hui would not be able to break through the defense with one blow, and might even have to make a defense to prevent himself from cutting his throat.
Unfortunately, things didn't develop as Chu Zhenyu expected, and Sima Hui's strength penetrated all his defenses almost unhindered, easily cutting him off. The terrifying force even went all the way after severing his body, tearing apart the spatial structure within a radius of two meters.
The upper half of Chu Zhenyu's body flew up like rags, and his blade could naturally only slash into the air.
"You are the ...... of the Ouyang family" Chu Zhenyu's words stopped at this moment, and the terrifying spatial power spread, tearing him apart with the spatial structure.
"Who are you from the Ouyang family?" Yang Dingtian suddenly felt trembling all over, as a foreigner with a trace of the Ouyang family's bloodline, he understood the terrifying nature of space power far better than Chu Zhenyu. In terms of the strength displayed by Sima Hui, he had at least half of the Ouyang family's bloodline, far more powerful than the Yang family's thin bloodline!
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you are dead!" Sima Hui pointed at Yang Dingtian and said in a mocking tone, "I said that I don't need guards at all. ”
Yang Dingtian's heart was like ashes, and he knew that he couldn't even delay time.
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"Young master, the head of the family, he ......" Han Qing, who has always been calm, actually stumbled a little when he spoke. When the heads of the two families left, they had left the life indicators for their juniors to remind them if the progress of the two of them was going well, and now these two life indicators were in the hands of Han Qing. He watched in disbelief as the two indicators went off one after the other, not even more than a minute apart. At this time, it was only five minutes before the head of the house launched a surprise attack.
"What?" Chu Binglan and Yang Yutong spoke almost at the same time, and they looked back in amazement, feeling that they had heard it wrong. It had only been five minutes since the raid was launched, and with the strength of Chu Zhenyu and Yang Dingtian, no matter how quickly they would be defeated, they were the strongest peak people of the Chu and Yang families!
Facts speak louder than words, however, and the lights on the vital indicator have been completely extinguished, leaving no indication of life.
The tide of enemies of the Sima family was also verifying this ominous speculation, and their faces showed no panic, even a certain feeling that victory was already in hand.
Sima Hui's reappearance on the battlefield extinguished everyone's last vestiges, and the survivors of the Chu and Yang families had to admit a cruel truth: the assassination of the head of the family failed, and they couldn't even achieve the goal of buying time.
Who is Sima Hui and how powerful is he? Is there any hope in the face of a formidable enemy who can kill two heads of the family in an instant?
Even Yang Yutong, who has always been arrogant, didn't feel his tremors, and unprecedented despair enveloped everyone.
Chu Binglan felt a wave of dizziness, almost crushed by the fact that her father was defeated, but she didn't show any sadness on her face, but instead seemed calmer than usual. She also has a younger brother, and many subordinates and friends to protect, and now she is the new head of the Chu family, and she must lead the clan to break out, even if there is only one person left, at least she can leave the last hope for the Chu family.
Yang Yutong seemed to have similar thoughts to Chu Binglan after a short trance, and the sadness quickly faded on her face, replaced by unprecedented firmness and burning determination.
Chu Yang and the two glanced at each other, nodded heartily, and at the same time prepared to burn their soul fire and lead their clansmen to fight Sima Hui to the death.
At this time, the spiritual message sounded, and Sima Hui's electromagnetic blocking seemed to have lost its effect, and the spiritual message came across time and space.
"Don't be afraid, I'm coming!" Wang Hao's message is short and clear, but it has a reassuring and powerful appeal.
Chu Binglan suddenly felt that her eyes were a little moist, and she quickly wiped them, only to find that Yang Yutong was also doing the same thing.
A dazzling light of fire came from the direction of the city gate, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. The flame burned all the way, tearing through Sima Hui's defense line like a sharp knife, slashing through the waves of people with invincible momentum.
The Chengtian Sword was turned into a giant sword by Wang Hao, and every swing could sweep down a piece of enemies. The pure spiritual energy like a tide converged on him like a river entering the sea, and was then swallowed by the little purple whale.
In the continuous battles, Wang Hao's strength increased rapidly, and he saw that he had reached the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm, and there was only a line between him and the Heavenly Spirit Realm.
The massive amount of spiritual energy makes him always full of fullness, and he always has a strong desire to fight without vomiting or unpleasantness, as if every swing of the sword is the ultimate enjoyment in the world.
Driven by this emotion, Wang Hao was like a raging dragon, and the Chengtian Sword was his minions, cutting down all those who stood in his way with unrivaled force.
As an ancient artifact, the Chengtian Sword has a sharpness that other weapons cannot match, ordinary standard weapons are almost shattered when touched, even earth-level treasures cannot withstand more than two impacts, and the soldiers of the Sima family are often broken by Wang Hao with a single blow.
Gradually, fear crept up on every soldier's face, it was one thing to die in battle, and it was another thing to send him to death, and confronting Wang Hao was basically equivalent to sending him to death. As a result, Wang Hao's surroundings almost became a vacuum, and wherever he rushed, the enemies retreated one after another, and no one dared to step forward to stop him.
With Wang Hao as the arrow, the Beihai Elite and the Titan Legion formed a huge arrow formation, aiming directly at the depths of the line where Chu Binglan and the others were.
An alarm flashed in Wang Hao's heart, and the Eye of Insight observed a clear spatial fluctuation half a meter on the right side of his body, which was a sign that someone was trying to teleport.
Without any hesitation, Wang Hao slashed out with a sword like lightning, giving a head-on blow to the enemy who tried to approach.
As soon as Sima Hui flashed out of the space, he saw the big sword like a door panel coming towards him, as if he had predicted his arrival.
An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped Sima Hui, and the Shadow Dragon Slash, who was originally going to attack Wang Hao, had to temporarily retreat to protect the front door.
With a bang, a circle of shockwaves spread, and the first confrontation between the two caused violent spatial fluctuations.
The pain like ten thousand ants devouring his heart came across the Chengtian Sword, along Wang Hao's wrist all the way up, almost instantaneously throughout his body, he felt that there were many tissues in his body that were torn, and that power was undoubtedly the power of space.
A confident smile crossed Sima Hui's face, as the illegitimate son of the Ouyang family, he had half of the Ouyang family's bloodline, and his spatial power had never been invincible. Although this sword was forced to defend, it still sent enough spatial power into Wang Hao's body, although it would not die, but at this moment, there must be many organs that have been torn apart by powerful spatial fluctuations.