"Stubborn!"

No. 28 was annoyed and angry, and being able to put down her body to persuade her to surrender seemed to her to be an unprecedented huge concession.

Yan Xing's words were unashamed, and she didn't know what to do, which made her feel that her dignity was being provoked.

"Humph! Yan Xing, you have the ability to protect your life, but your subordinates are very weak, can you protect their lives?"

"These little ones are loyal to you, and it's a shame to die."

No. 28's eyes were fierce, and then she turned to look at No. 7 and clapped her palms, she couldn't get used to Yan Xing's spirit, and she was looking forward to seeing the other party show a look of pain.

Valuing love and justice is also a stinking problem that these civilizations have.

No. 7 Mu Ran nodded, and then his eyes flashed slightly, and he quietly activated the hidden secret hand.

"Ah! Ahh

In the night, all seven people trembled, and knelt on the ground in extreme pain, their expressions were hideous, their eyes were about to split, and wisps of wriggling black light appeared in the depths of the child's hole, rapidly eroding the whites of their eyes.

As the black expanded, the aura dissipated, the sanity was lost, and the aura became eerie.

"Night, Lord Night, quick, go!"

"Ah! My lord! Kill me, please kill me! Whoa, whoa—"

What a strong pain it was, making the True Immortal Giant also wail for it, and he only wanted to die heartbreakingly.

"Teacher, senior brother, I, I'm so cold......

Xiaoxiao Hongchen's body trembled, his little face turned pale, and his eyes, on the other hand, had gradually been swallowed up by pitch black, and the last bit of divine light was about to dissipate.

"Senior sister!

」

"Kill—"

Wei Yuan's eyes cracked, and he forcibly stood up, raised his fist, pinched chaos in his hands, and gathered all his strength to bombard the formation barrier.

Thundered!

The tremors roared, and the light of destruction rose, but the enchantment created by the Holy Realm was so tenacious that it resisted such a violent blow without the slightest damage.

"Huh? What a strong will!"

No. 28 was surprised, and glanced at Wei Yuan with some surprise, just a tenth-order, he could do it to such an extent.

"I'm sorry, Lord Night, please don't spare your hands, kill us!

」

Wei Yuan used up his last strength and fell to the ground, as if he had already guessed what these enemies were going to do. Holding up the last bit of strength, he turned his gaze to look at Xiaoxiao Hongchen, his junior sister, and the rest of the people, their eyes were already filled with darkness, and they stood there with a blank face.

"I'm sorry Master, I lost my words and didn't protect my little sister, I'm sorry ......."

Before the words fell, the last gleam in Wei Yuan's eyes dissipated, and then he stood up with a blank face, staring at Yan Xing in the distance with a cold gaze.

"You guys, there's really no limit."

Yan Xing sighed softly, shook his head, and looked at No. 28 and the others with extremely indifferent eyes. He swore he would slaughter these guys with his own hands, definitely!

"The lower limit?"

"Hehe, hehahaha, Yan Xing, then let me see where your lower limit is, and if you can't bear to slaughter your own subordinates!"

"Go! Kill him—"

Under the order of the 28th, the formation barrier suddenly collapsed, like a beast out of the cage, and the seven people in the night exhausted their means and killed Yan Xing.

For the first time, they exerted all the power of the True Immortal in a place other than the Inheritance Stone Tablet, and they were blessed by external forces, which was much stronger than their peak state.

"Yan Xing, although these little guys are all controlled, they are still alive, and their consciousness and mind are all in a state of wake......

Poof!

Before the words of No. 28 were finished, he was directly stunned, looking into the distance in a daze, Yan Xing slapped it, and blasted a woman in a white dress into a meat patty, and the blood was mixed with meat foam, splashing all over her body.

"Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear that."

Yan Xing frowned, digging his ears with his bloodstained fingers, looking teasing, with a slightly crazy gaze, squinting at No. 28 and the others.

"You,

You ...... you guy."

Rumble!

Poof!

Katsa!

The hands rose and fell, the feet kicked and the axe slashed, and the brilliance dissipated in an instant, and the night of the seven people had all been ambushed, and each of them could resist one and a half moves.

No matter how powerful they were, they were always just true immortals, and the gap between them and Yan Xing was too great. No. 28 also knew this, she didn't want these people to cause harm to Yan Xing, in order to breathe a sigh of pain, and break his state of mind.

But obviously, her calculations failed, and the other party, like them, was an emotionless existence.

The night of the seven died completely, even the soul particles were annihilated, and through the secret link of No. 7, you can clearly know this, it is indeed completely dead.

"What other means, bad moves, use them!"

Yan Xing's body was distorted, blood stains fell, drops of true immortal essence blood fell, and the terrifying mass tore through the space, smashing holes tens of millions of kilometers in diameter in the sea of magma and fire.

I can't help it......

Only one treasure can be used.

If you can't kill Yan Xing, you can only wait, waiting for the doppelganger of Lord No. 3 to wake up.

"Humph! Yan Xing, do you dare to take this sword?"

No. 28 staggered his hands, clenched his right hand, and slowly pulled out a long sword from the light cluster. Its color is unpredictable, as if it is made of endless colorful light, and it exudes an unpredictable atmosphere like a dream.

Destiny!

Destiny!

Yan Xingtong Kong was shocked, and his vision fell uncontrollably, submerging into the countless rays of light that formed the blade. Suddenly, he saw a picture, which was the lament of many civilizations, the last swan song, and the endless beings rushing forward to the end of destruction.

Call! Whew-

Yan Xing came back to his senses, gasping for breath, his eyes revealing exhaustion, and before he knew it, his back was soaked with sweat.

"This sword is called [Sword of Destiny]."

"Again and again, the Great Purge of Civilization has created an endless number of creatures that are bound to perish, taking their final destiny and creating them."

No. 28 stretched out his hand and stroked the body of the sword, his eyes were confused, this long sword has a long history, was born in the beginning, harvested one civilization after another, and witnessed the death of countless living beings.

Those who are struck by this sword will bear the fate of infinite beings and will be finally destroyed.

No matter how strong Yan Xing is, can his weight be compared to the rest of these many civilizations?

The ultimate eraser, the erasure from the information level will not work, then change to a completely different force, use another way, and the result may be completely different.

"Sin deserves death......

"Huh?"

No. 28 frowned slightly, Yan Xing's murmur was so faint that even she couldn't hear it clearly.

"I say, you guys deserve death! What sword of fate? This is the sword of evidence against your iniquity!"

Yan Xing took a deep breath, his gaze became extremely solemn, and no matter how much destruction he said, no matter how much civilization he heard, that kind of perception was also one-sided, and the description of the words was pale and weak, and he couldn't tell about the tragic incident at all.

In the picture just now, he witnessed the destruction of many civilizations "with his own eyes", revealing suffocating despair, pain, anger, and sorrow......

It's so real, it's empathetic, and the depression makes him breathless.

"That's enough!"

"Sin? A worm is worthy to judge us, so accept your fate! This is your fate, and it is your destiny that you will never change!"

"Yan Xing, you're defeated."

No. 28 saw Yan Xing's state at this time, and a strong sense of confidence suddenly rose in his heart, and some of the previous uncertainty disappeared. Since he just glanced at it, he was disturbed by fate, which means that he is not immune to this power.

[In view of the general environment,

If you are slashed by a sword, how can you live?

"Kill—"

Buzzing! Boom!

Even if it is dead and civilization has come to an end, he will still be squeezed out of value and cast into a sharp weapon in the hands of the executioner!

How sad is this?

Yan Xing's expression was complicated, he didn't choose to dodge, it was exactly the same feeling that the eraser gave him, this was also an attack that could not be avoided.

Burst!

No. 28 stood still, a sword stabbed out, and from an extremely long distance, Yan Xing's body trembled, and a colorful and brilliant sword tip slowly emerged from the center of his eyebrows.

This sword comes from the mind, from memory, as long as you see the [Sword of Destiny] or know of its existence, you will never be able to avoid its piercing.

At the end of the earth, cut it with a sword.

Boom –

"Ahhh

」

Yan Xing's limbs stretched out, looking up to the sky and roaring, dense threads of fate gushed out from the seven orifices, and then countless silk threads penetrated every inch of skin, extending and spreading, and the light and shadow overlapped and brightened.

At this moment, the fate of Yan Xing was forcibly connected with those beings who were going to be destroyed in many civilizations, and the endless tide of fate pushed him to fall into the abyss of destruction.

Each thread of fate took away a part of Yan Xing, and his body gradually became transparent, more and more illusory, like light and shadow, as fragile as a bubble.

Wave!

Yan was shattered, and his figure disappeared in the thread of infinite fate, leaving only a colorful and brilliant brilliance that lasted for a long time in the pitch-black void.

No. 28 withdrew his long sword, his body was weak, and he almost fell, and his face was terrifyingly pale.

"Yes, it worked!?"

No. 13 looked solemn, tapped his eyebrows with his sword finger, and his perception spread to the extreme, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and nodded.

"His aura is completely gone."

"However, whether the other party has been killed or not has to wait for news from the outside world to confirm whether Yama exists or not."

The strangeness that Yan Xing had revealed before really made them jealous, even if they used the Sword of Destiny, they didn't dare to guarantee 100% that the other party would definitely die.

"You're right, but I don't think it's possible for him to resist the sword of destiny!"

No. 28 glanced at the long sword in her hand, her expression was confident, as the sword bearer, she clearly sensed how the other party fell into the abyss of death little by little.

Yan Xing, dead.

She was convinced.