Chapter 42: I'm Sorry I'm Back, You're All Going to Die!

The cold gaze carried a sword will with a sword will, and suddenly formed a sword storm that could cut through the void, accompanied by gusts of wind and thunder, and swept away wantonly towards the surroundings. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"It's not good, retreat!" Countless powerhouses were suddenly shocked, and they retreated one after another, and some of the powerhouses who were not in a hurry were suddenly swept into the storm, and their bodies were cut by the sword qi without even a trace of blood.

"Such a terrifying power, just a glance can cause the power of heaven and earth, this person's strength may have reached the realm of immortals!" The dragon clan patriarch took a deep breath and sighed, but he saw with his own eyes that a Phoenix clan immortal realm eighth level powerhouse was sucked into the storm, and was crushed into pieces without even a trace of resistance.

"Don't be afraid, we are tens of thousands of strong men, even immortals will fall if we go all out, everyone must not mess with themselves!"

After moving away from the trajectory of the storm, all the powerhouses stabilized their minds, although hundreds of great demons had died just now, but it did not make them lose their will to fight.

Demon Xiao gritted his teeth and looked at the white-robed young man standing behind the storm, he was the closest just now, and an arm was cut off by the storm in an instant, if it weren't for his cultivation to be strong, and he instantly used his life-saving magical power, I'm afraid he would have ended up with those hundreds of big demons now.

"It's really time for you to come, do you want the three-light divine water in this Yao Pond?" Looking at the nearly 10,000 creatures in the distance, Fang Hao asked with a smile.

"That's right, Your Excellency is strong, since the Enlightenment Lotus Seed has been eaten by you, then we will no longer pursue it, as long as you let the Three Light Divine Water in the Yao Pond out, how about we let you go?"

"Hehe, your proposal is not bad, but it's a pity, I still have a lot of use for this three-light divine water, but I can't give it to you!" Fang Hao still smiled gently.

"It seems that we can't talk about it, since that's the case, we can only see the real chapter under our hands!" The five-clawed golden dragon sighed, this time it is estimated that many clansmen will be killed again.

The negotiation failed, and Mo Xiao suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "Stinky boy, don't think that some strength is arrogant and boundless, our tens of thousands of powerhouses in the immortal realm will consume you to death!"

Fang Hao slowly put away the smile on his face, with a look of regret: "Alas, I originally wanted to let you live, but unfortunately you just don't go to the road, if you have to rely on the road to death, then I can only send you to Huangquan Road!"

"It just so happens that my sword path has just begun, so let's use you old immortals to sacrifice my sword path!"

A long sword that exuded five colors appeared in Fang Hao's hand, and he didn't see any special movements, just slashed towards the front.

"Whew!"

A five-colored sword ray the size of a thousand zhang, accompanied by the aura of killing and destruction, instantly crossed the spatial distance, and cut the thousands of demons, dragons, phoenixes, and other powerhouses who were standing in front of them into two.

The lowest cultivation of everyone is also the powerhouse of the second immortal body realm of the immortal realm, and the body is cut off and will not die, and one by one they want to condense their flesh and blood again and be reborn.

However, no matter how hard they tried, the broken body could not grow again, the corrosion of the law of darkness, the burning of the law of fire, and the power of the law of killing to wear out the vitality made the nearly thousand strong men whose bodies were cut off finally not stand up again, and finally turned into a puddle of minced meat under the ravages of the sword qi.

"Shhh

The powerhouses of all races, who were still full of confidence, suddenly gasped, and slashed thousands of powerhouses in the Immortal Realm with one sword, this young man's strength was terrifying!

If there are more than a dozen swords, will he and the others all have to be explained here? Thinking of this, there are already some strong people from other worlds who have retreated, although the treasure is good, but how can it be as important as their own small life?

"Don't think about running away, this sword cultivator is a killing sword path, he won't give us a chance to escape!" "As a demon emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon World, Mo Xiao saw the killing aura in Fang Hao's sword path at a glance, and he didn't believe that he would stay alive at all.

"Oh, although you are not likable, but your eyesight is good, that's right, none of you can leave today!" Fang Hao looked at the enemies in front of him with an indifferent expression, not feeling the slightest pressure from one enemy to ten thousand.

When the words fell, Fang Hao did not hesitate at all, and another thousand zhang sword qi swept out, even if the powerhouses of all races had already prepared, countless magic weapons and divine powers blasted out, they still couldn't stop the rapid trajectory of the sword qi, and hundreds of powerhouses were still killed.

"Tens of thousands of strong people were beaten by one person, could it be that the sword cultivation is so powerful?" The powerhouse of the martial arts world was a little unbelievable, he didn't feel the immortal aura on Fang Hao's body, that is to say, the sword cultivation powerhouse with the appearance of the young man on the opposite side was still in the immortal realm, which made him a little difficult to accept, although the strong attack power of the sword cultivation was recognized by the three thousand worlds, but this was a bit outrageous, right?

"It's not that the sword cultivation is so powerful, but the exercises that this person cultivates are definitely anti-heaven level divine skills, otherwise no matter how strong he is, it can't be so outrageous!" said the five-clawed golden dragon leader in a deep voice.

Then, he turned around and glanced at the clansmen behind him, and then at the less than a hundred powerhouses left in the Ten Thousand Demon World, and took a deep breath, "At this point, if you don't work hard, you can only fall here!"

"Ten thousand dragons listen to orders! The power of the world, suppressing the heavens, ten thousand dragons sealing the Great Immortal Technique!"

The leader of the five-clawed golden dragon took the lead in spurting out a mouthful of blood, and began to perform the secret technique in a desperate attempt to be devoured by the immortal arts.

The nearly 10,000 dragon clans behind him did not hesitate at all, ignoring the blood that kept gushing out of their mouths, and forcibly used the secret technique.

Ten thousand dragons looked at each other, and the rudiments of a huge world appeared again, directly enveloping Fang Hao and disappearing into the other space.

Before the world disappeared, the powerhouses of all races immediately cheered when they saw the phantom of a Chaos Divine Dragon engulfing the young figure that they hated and feared in one bite.

After venting the joy of the rest of their lives, all the strong men set their eyes on the Yao Pond that exuded a mysterious luster, and they all wanted to occupy it alone.

"According to the prior agreement, half of these three light divine waters are accounted for by your Dragon Realm Dragon Clan, and the rest of our three clans and other powerhouses are divided equally!" said the Qilin Clan Patriarch.

"Wait, you can survive this time, it all depends on the immortal skills of my dragon clan in the dragon realm, we have contributed so much, we should get more shares, I don't want more, we want to account for eighty percent of these three light divine waters!" said the leader of the five-clawed golden dragon in a somewhat weak voice.

"Eighty percent? impossible, I'm the first to disagree!" If it was the heyday of nearly 10,000 dragons before, Demon Xiao naturally didn't dare to speak like this, but now that the other party was devoured by the immortal arts, and everyone was seriously injured, Mo Xiao's arrogant personality flares up again.

"Whew!"

Just as the various clans were arguing over the distribution of interests, a spatial crack suddenly cracked from the void, and Fang Hao, who was dressed in a white robe, held a five-colored long sword and looked down indifferently:

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm back again, and you don't have to fight over distribution anymore, because you all have to die!"