Huge handprints pressed down from the sky, like a divine punishment for the destruction of the world.

Countless silver figures flew into the handprint like a storm, slashing towards the palm of the hand with a fierce aura.

The entire void was fluctuating, and the overflowing energy was raging across the entire void.

The power of the mudra was weakened, and the speed was slowing, but his range was too large, enveloping everything in an attempt to make it impossible for Yechen to avoid it.

"Boom!" The handprint was pressed, and a large mountain below shattered silently, and the range where Yechen was located was all shrouded in it, and I don't know how many silver figures were pressed below.

Looking at the collapsed mountain range below, Wen Chuan laughed softly: "Hehe, if you don't die, you're crippled!"

Suddenly, a silver figure slammed into Wen Chuan's back, knocking his body out of the air and smashing into the rocks below.

The silver brilliance slowly dissipated, revealing Yechen's figure.

Yechen stood in the void and said lightly: "Even if your strength is stronger than mine, I have many ways to clean you up." ”

"Boom!" The rocks below exploded, rushing out of Wen Chuan's embarrassed figure, originally dressed in white, but now stained with most of the ashes.

"Hehehe, you actually succeeded in the sneak attack. Wen Chuan flew to the opposite side of Yechen and said with a sneer.

Yechen stood in the void, pinned his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Come, let me see all your means." ”

"Then you should be ready for the consciousness of death!" Wen Chuan turned out six small flags in his hand, and the small flags turned into silver light and flew into the void, spreading in six directions, and then, the six small flags were connected by a faint silver dotted line between them, forming a complex pattern.

Yechen shouted softly: "Six-pointed Star Array, you still understand the six-pointed Star Array? Hehe, it's really not from us here." ”

The power of the six-pointed star array turned into a complex starry sky, and Yechen seemed to be completely dark, and the stars above his head had the power to shoot down and blast towards Yechen's body.

"Hehehe, this is the real power of death, the real cultivation avenue, what you have learned is just a side way. Wen Chuan sneered and said, "Yechen, see how you break through my formation." ”

Yechen looked up at the sky, looking at the power that was sprinkled like a meteor shower, blue light appeared in his pupils, and then the blue flames suddenly swept forward, and the silver death power that was beaten down dissipated under the sweep of the blue flames, and the flames swept up from below, and the six-pointed star array was also swept away.

"What kind of power is this. Wen Chuan's pupils shrank, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Kill your power!" Yechen was usually ahead, and the blue flames continued to sweep out, rolling towards Wenchuan in the distance.

"Damn, do you want me to use the magic weapon. Facing this blue flame, Wen Chuan's face looked very jealous, his right hand held the hilt of the sword, and his figure exploded in the void.

Wenchuan retreated too quickly, and the blue flames of Yechen were faster, sweeping towards Wenchuan like blue waves, and they were about to drown Wenchuan in the blink of an eye.

The hand on the hilt of the sword that Wen Chuan had been holding finally moved, and the long sword behind his back was unsheathed, at this moment, the power of death soared, and the entire sky seemed to be filled with a fierce momentum, and the breath emanating from the sword, piercing Yechen's skin was faintly painful.

Yechen looked up and looked ahead incredulously, shocked by the sword in Wen Chuan's hand.

For the understanding of the magic weapon, Yechen knows best, in the human race, the sword is known as the first magic weapon.

But in front of this sword, the Zhuxian Sword was overshadowed, and the sword intent emanating from this sword actually surpassed the power of the Zhushen Sword.

Yechen's eyes became fiery, such a sword was more tempting than several imperial weapons.

The blade is long and narrow, and the whole is silvery-white.

Wen Chuan held the sword in his hand and slashed it fiercely, the sharp sword light raged in the sky, the endless death qi raged like a raging storm, the blue flames of the night were shattered by one piece, and the flames in the sky dissipated.

The cold ghost fire is Yechen's strongest supernatural power, but it was shattered by Wen Chuan's sword.

In the void, Wen Chuan said fiercely: "Okay, very good, I didn't expect you to let this sword magic weapon be used, Yechen, you have to die today." ”

Wen Chuan's figure suddenly rushed forward, his eyes were full of killing intent, the sword was exposed, once it was spread, it would attract countless treasure hunters, Wen Chuan didn't dare to slack off, and he lowered his determination to kill Yechen.

The body turned into lightning and flew through the void.

In the distance, Yechen abandoned the magic sword and replaced it with a silver spear.

"Hmph, a sect-level spear dares to fight against it. Wen Chuan snorted coldly, the long sword slashed out fiercely, and the sharp sword surged towards Yechen, and the entire sky seemed to be split in half.

Yechen was holding the silver spear in both hands, and at the same time, a ripple of air suddenly appeared on his forehead, this air ripple was not very obvious, especially under the ravages of Wenchuan's sword, it would not matter this tiny detail at all.

The deadly sword finally approached Yechen, enveloping Yechen's whole body, this is an irresistible force, even Yechen, it can't be spared under this fierce sword, this sword is too powerful.

Yechen turned out huge scales from the storage ring and enveloped himself, and the sharp sword slammed into the scales, flipping Yechen and the scales together, and pressing them on a mountain peak, the boulder of the mountain peak was crushed by Yechen, and the huge anti-shock force caused Yechen's arms to crack open, spilling scarlet blood.

The shield couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the side, and the sharp pain between his arms deeply irritated Yechen's nerves.

The power is too strong, and it is really unstoppable.

"Boom!" The soul vortex slammed into Wen Chuan's soul fiercely, Wen Chuan only felt that a mountain hit his head, and the whole person was black, falling from the sky, and his body smashed into the rocks below like a boulder.

"Damn, that sword is so strong, it should have something to do with me. Yechen gritted his teeth and said viciously, then he endured the pain and flew up, grabbed the scales back with a grasp of the void in his right hand, and put them back into the storage ring, and then his body flew up suddenly, and the silver spear turned into a huge spear shadow, stabbing down fiercely.

"Boom" the whole piece of rubble shattered, and a huge sinkhole appeared.

Immediately, Yechen fell towards the sinkhole below, and in the process of falling, the silver spear continued to ravage below, even if it smashed Wenchuan to pieces.

Below, a sudden killing intent emerged, and a silver arc-shaped sword slashed towards the falling Yechen in the distance.

Yechen was alarmed, stepped on the silver light, and his body slipped out far away.

A white figure shot out from below, and Wen Chuan roared angrily: "Yechen, you wait for me!" Then, a small boat appeared at Wen Chuan's feet, carrying him into the distance, this speed made Yechen unreachable.

"What a magic weapon!" Yechen looked at the flying boat at Wen Chuan's feet and licked his lips.

(End of chapter)