Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Way of Tatters

This is an existence that is not much weaker than the War Emperor, very powerful, and the mana is monstrous, tearing the void apart, but it is still trapped.

"Boom!"

A fist mark shot out of the air, unpretentious, and simple, like a light cannon rushing out, blasting towards the middle-aged man.

"Who are you, and why are you pretending to be the protector of the Thehis?" The Tattered King's words are amazing, and people are terrified to think about it.

Because if the person in front of you is impersonating, does it mean that the real protector has been killed?

"Sure enough, it's a trap!" The middle-aged man did not respond to the Tattered King, but stared at Qin Yue coldly, about to kill him.

Qin Yue's heart jumped, this middle-aged man had no fear, even if he deduced that the Tattered King had been hiding by his side all along, waiting for the rabbit, he did not choose to escape, but the killing intent became stronger.

"Today you will surely die!"

The middle-aged man's words were cold, revealing a gloomy look, which looked very gloomy, and an infinite light erupted from his body, isolating the Broken King's martial arts realm, and at the same time shattering that fist mark.

It was the middle-aged man's kendo realm, and the infinite sword light erupted, shattering the fist seal, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting through the void, and then swept in all directions, wanting to break through the martial arts realm of the tattered king strongly.

"Boom!"

The sword qi in the sky swept outward, seemingly chaotic, but in fact, it was a hidden killing machine, destroying ten thousand laws, and terrifying.

There was a void that was cut off by the sword qi and completely shattered, as if the sky had collapsed, and the void turbulence erupted, like a storm crashing on the shore, surging in, making the entire formation space tremble, and the terrifying and oppressive aura made it difficult to breathe, as if the end of the world had come.

"Boom!"

The sword qi in the sky swept across the Void Turbulence, and even if the Broken King's martial arts realm suppressed it, it couldn't resist this kind of attack.

All kinds of martial arts laws, as well as the huge aura of heaven and earth, were originally blended together and turned into a realm-like existence, which was mysterious and unpredictable, but it was still broken, and it was full of holes in an instant.

"Half-step Battle Emperor!"

Qin Yue was surprised, this middle-aged man's cultivation was incomparably powerful, which was staggering, and if he took another half a step, he would be a battle emperor-level powerhouse.

"The top ten war kings of the Zerg are nothing more than that, this king will send you on the road together." His smile was cold, his murderous aura was monstrous, and the invisible killing intent fused with the law of swordsmanship, turning into a peerless sword, pointing directly at the heart of the tattered king's eyebrows, and he had to kill him first.

"Boom!"

The tattered king frowned, his palm reached out and slapped forward, and a palm print flew out of the air, turning into a five-fingered mountain, blocking the peerless sword.

"Poof", "poof"...... The towering Wuzhi Mountain, which is seen horizontally as a peak on the side of the ridge, is incomparably majestic and heavy, but at this time, it is constantly shaking, the earth and rocks are shattered, and it is pierced by a terrible sword.

The law of martial arts against the law of swordsmanship, the power is endless, and the peerless sword rays are wiped out.

These are the two extremes, the middle-aged man is murderous, and the whole person is like an out-of-body peerless fierce sword, constantly attacking, while the tattered king is tolerant of all rivers and all.

"Tattered King, don't think that martial arts can contain everything, it's just one of the three thousand avenues."

After a long attack, the middle-aged man's offensive became more and more ferocious, and the whole aura was fully open, and the sharp and sharp breath made people's muscles hurt, as if the cold wind of winter was blowing like a knife.

"Boom!"

His body was radiant, and terrifying sword rays erupted from his pores, like a round of brilliant sword yang, blooming with infinite sword light, wanting to cut everything down.

"Zheng Zheng ......"

In this process, the middle-aged man's left eye clanged, his pupils contracted, turned into a sword shape, flew outward, rapidly expanded, and finally turned into a three-foot-long blood sword, which he held in his right hand.

"Buzz ......"

The dazzling blood light and terrifying sword intent swept the heavens and the earth, making people's souls tremble, as if they were in the sea of blood in the sword mountain.

There is no doubt that this is a fierce sword, which was sealed in the pupil of his left eye by the middle-aged man, and fed with his own essence and blood, making it even more ferocious.

"Boom!"

The blood sword did not move, its ferocity had already swept the heavens and the earth, and the blood light was everywhere, dyeing the entire formation space red.

The middle-aged man casually held a sword flower in his hand, and the blood sword flickered, shaking the blood-colored ripples, sweeping in all directions, and the void everywhere he passed was distorted and broken, even the martial arts realm of the King of Rags could not be stopped.

"Die!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, urging the sword path law and injecting it into the blood sword in his hand.

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the blood sword that was still sleeping instantly woke up, was completely activated by him, and burst out with a monstrous evil aura.

"Seven Killing Sword!" The middle-aged man roared, holding the blood sword power and slashing down, slashing towards the Tattered King and Qin Yue, known as the Seven Killing Sword, exerting the power of the law of the sword to the extreme, and the void was split in half.

At this moment, the blazing blood-colored sword became the only one between heaven and earth, covering up all the light and turning into an instant eternity.

The fierce sword was born, traversing the heavens and the earth, splitting the void in half, and there was no end in sight.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, and a fist mark appeared, as big as a mountain range and as solid as a rock, protecting the Tattered King and Qin Yue behind him, blocking the fierce power of the blood sword.

"Resist stubbornly, break the Seven Kills Sword for me!"

The middle-aged man roared, and the terrifying blood-colored sword light fell down, and the fist mark was immediately split in two, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

Qin Yue was terrified in his heart, no wonder this middle-aged man had always been fearless, and even threatened to kill the Rag King together.

Obviously, the Seven Kills Sword is where the middle-aged man's confidence lies, and it can definitely be regarded as a hole card, at least a ground-level soldier.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, in the face of the middle-aged man's sword to destroy the heavens and the earth, the Tattered King let out a light sigh, as if he was a little helpless, and his right hand reached out, and it was unprecedented, and he wanted to shake the blood-colored sword with his flesh and blood.

"Arrogance!" The middle-aged man shouted, and the blood-colored sword slashed down and cut into the palm of the Tattered King, but it didn't even cut off.

It can be seen that on the palm of the Tattered King, the countless palm prints are like Dao roots that rapidly spread and grow, taking root in the void, blooming one after another Great Dao flowers, each flower seems to be pregnant with a Great Dao, connecting heaven and earth, and blending all things.

At this moment, all things in heaven and earth seemed to be included in the palm of the Tattered King at once, even the blood-colored sword light was no exception.

Of course, this is not the case, it is just an illusion, but it seems to have come true.

The blood-colored sword could not cut through the palm of the tattered king, and the palm pattern was like a real dragon, quickly wrapped around the blood-colored sword, constantly strangling, and wearing it out.

Based on the laws of martial arts and embracing all things in heaven and earth, this is the avenue of the Rag King.

The dry palm doesn't seem to be more than a foot in size, but it seems to carry thousands of avenues, and it is like the cornerstone of the Yunsheng avenue, indestructible, and has an irresistible Dao power, even the blood-colored sword slashed out by the Seven Killing Sword can't be broken, but is worn out.