Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the magnificent and unparalleled sword momentum rose into battle, shot out from the ruined city wall, rushed into the sky, and immediately slashed against the air, pointing at Bai Che.

The sword momentum was boiling, like flames dancing in the air, and in the blink of an eye, countless sword qi were derived, like a rain of swords in the sky, and they all "fell"!

Ten courses!

Momochi!

Three hundred!

Eight hundred!

In the blink of an eye, this area of the dilapidated city wall, which has been mired in fog all year round and is as deep as "yellow sand in the sky" all year round, suddenly appeared a clear area, as if the pool had been drained.

At that moment, Bai Che realized that this deep fog was the "reservoir" of the breath gathered here, the source of the power of such a sword array.

"Not good!"

The two words of the heart and the road, the sense of locking around the body is even stronger, and the feet are even more inches into the ground, like stepping on a swamp, and every one of the sword qi in the sky is extremely clear to be perceived by him, and the power of each path will not be weaker than the Realm Grandmaster, and every sword qi slash can directly split a strong bull in half.

There are as many as 800 Dao, no matter whether there is any remaining momentum, Bai Che has already consciously been forced into a desperate situation.

In less than a breath, eight hundred sword qi roared and slashed, covering a wide area, half a football field, no matter how unparalleled his body was, he couldn't escape the killing range in an instant.

What's more, these eight hundred sword qi itself has the potential to lock in addition to the momentum of slashing.

Only the years are undefeated......

Saying that it was too late, Bai Che reacted almost immediately, in order to slash the god realm, as much as possible to ensure that he did not exhaust the precursor of the sea of qi, and swung out a sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

Whoosh!

Snort!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yujun was stunned and speechless, dumbfounded, only to see the sword qi in the sky slashing down like rain, and a dim and unpretentious light slashed away from the hands of the White Pavilion Master.

In the line of sight, countless breaths collided and exploded and annihilated, like fireworks blooming in the day, the void roared wildly, and the residual breath continued to spread, transforming into a huge arc of light, and in less than a breath, the end where Ye Yujun was located also began to appear The shocking scene of mud and gravel being stirred into the air began to appear.

This is just a residual breath, you can imagine what kind of killing power Bai Che in the eye of the storm is enduring!

A sword of the years, inspired by the quasi-true yuan breath of the God Realm, although it is not the peak combat power, but it is still slightly better than the combat power of the Thousand Mountains Realm, and in the blink of an eye, the sword rain in the sky is charming, and a clear "channel" suddenly appears.

Bai Che's eyes lit up, and he was as experienced in combat as he was, beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators, he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to "linger for breath" and fly out of the sword array killing range, but instead rose up and stepped up along this clear "sword path".

Whoosh!

He looked down in the void, and couldn't help but take a cool breath in his heart.

Almost two breaths later, there was a spectacular and terrifying scene on the ground where he had been standing under the city walls.

Hundreds of sword qi roared down, sweeping vertically and horizontally, half a football field in a radius, directly cutting half a foot to the ground, smoke and dust all over the sky, not dispersed for a long time, the visual range, once less than a meter away, shocking to the extreme!

Oh, he stepped into the air and landed on the dilapidated city wall, and in the face of this "devastation", he felt unbearable.

If the Heavenly Machine Tower's original level is a test of the spiritual will, this wall-breaking sword formation is a real top-level physical level killing.

In such a short period of time, the few countermeasures he made, as long as he made a mistake, have now been shattered and buried in the rain of swords.

Taking a few deep breaths, in the thick fog of smoke and dust, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, inside the dilapidated city wall, desolate and vast, under the extreme eye, he seemed to see the sparkling light, there seemed to be the existence of a small lake, the ancient style building was like a silhouette on the side, virtual and real, difficult to distinguish.

Could it be a mirage?!

In the forbidden land, there is such a beautiful scenery? This was different from what Bai Che had imagined at the beginning.

Chapter 590: Forbidden Land