Chapter 839: A Shocking Sword

The roar continued to sound, and the sky was dyed purple by purple flames, and in the joint attack of everyone, the entire platform began to collapse, and the huge mountain peak also shook.

Huge cracks appeared in the mountain, and countless rocks rolled down the cliff with a rumbling sound.

A fine light flashed in the eyes of the medicine dust in the center of the pillar of fire, and suddenly a phantom figure walked out of its body, and it was a person-tall primordial infant, but this primordial infant looked like a substance, and it would be more appropriate to say that it was a doppelganger.

After this primordial infant appeared, he pinched the trick with both hands with Yaochen, and countless mystical spiritual tricks were shot out of his hands, blending into the purple flames of the void, and the flames rolled in the four heavens and the earth, and the violent aura began to contract.

Suddenly, the purple pillar of fire shrank, and together with the surrounding flames, it converged and turned into a huge purple flame, which looked like a purple sun from a distance.

Everyone could feel the terrifying power contained in that purple fireball.

"Fire Realm!" Suddenly, a faint voice came from the fireball, and then the purple fireball slowly rose into the air, and Yaochen below held the fireball in his right hand, with a crazy smile on his face.

"Hahaha, Sword Evil Old Turtle, don't hide!" Yao Chen laughed loudly, as if he was a flame god of war, purple flames wrapped around his body, and his right hand held a huge purple fireball.

Suddenly, Yaochen threw the fireball into the air, and then roared in his mouth: "Burst!"

As soon as the sound fell, the purple fireball exploded violently, and the entire fireball turned into a destructive force that swept in all directions, booming! The mountain collapsed, and the flames were monstrous.

"Not good!" The sword demon's face changed, the light on his body flashed, and a set of spirit armor appeared, and at the same time, the golden long sword in his hand was thrown, and the long sword suddenly flew out, turning into a golden sword curtain in front of him.

The other two distraction monks also reacted instantly, almost simultaneously recalling their puppets, blocking in front of them, urging the mana in their bodies, quickly pinching the trick, urging the puppets to launch a defense.

The onlookers flew out one after another, even if they were standing in the air in the distance, at this moment it was as if they were in a furnace, and the hot breath seemed to set the sky on fire.

"What a powerful medicine dust!"

"Worthy of a fire maniac!"

Exclamations sounded in the crowd, and among the onlookers monks, there were also masters of the distraction period, and their faces were full of shock at this moment.

The terrifying purple flames swept the entire mountain into it, the trees on the mountain had long since turned to ashes, the waterfall next to it had completely dried up, and even the rocks on the mountain had melted, making it look like a purgatory.

The sword evil urged the sword curtain to block the flames from the outside, although his face was solemn, but it looked like he could cope with it, Lan Rong also launched a defense, and the aura on his body flickered, blocking the purple flames from the outside.

Another Ten Thousand Law Sect Distraction Stage cultivator also struggled to defend himself, his face was extremely solemn, and the three of them were instantly forced into passivity by the medicine dust.

At this time, Yaochen had already reunited with Yuanying, and suddenly his body shook and disappeared in place, and when he appeared in the next moment, he was already standing in front of the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect Distraction Period monks.

Looking coldly at the huge puppet in front of him, the purple flames in Yaochen's eyes jumped, and he suddenly shouted: "I'll let you see today who is looking for death!"

After speaking, the purple flames all over Yaochen's body soared, and with a grasp of his right hand, an eight-foot-long ancient war knife appeared in his hand, and the next moment the war knife was wrapped in rolling purple flames.

Then Yao Chen raised his sword with both hands, and a terrifying purple flame sword hundreds of zhang long appeared in the heavens and the earth.

Chop!

The sword fell, and when the god killed the god, the huge puppet was directly cut in half, and the distraction period monk of the Ten Thousand Law Sect behind showed a frightened look on his face, and the defense outside his body was vulnerable, and he was cut through by the sword like a devastating sword.

No!

An unwilling roar came out of this mouth, and the next moment, the body was cut in half, and the body was burned into ashes in the purple flames.

Holding the sword in his right hand, the purple flames were rolling, and the domineering image made everyone tremble for a while.

"Uncle Yaochen is amazing!"

"Haha, see if they still dare to be arrogant, whoever dares to be arrogant, Uncle Yaochen will give him a knife!"

"Hehe, it looks like our worries are a little unnecessary"

Zi Yuntian and the others, who were still a little worried before, became extremely excited, and their faces turned red with excitement.

The purple flames disappeared in the air, and the sword evil looked at Yaochen from a distance, with a thick fear in his eyes, and Lan Rong saw his junior brother die in Yaochen's hands, although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to step forward.

"Hehe, Sword Evil Old Turtle, don't you want me to give you an explanation? You are still satisfied with this explanation, if you are not satisfied, I will cut him again and give you an explanation" Yao Chen's right hand combat knife pointed at Lan Rong in the air.

Lan Rong was shocked, and hurriedly retreated, for fear that Yaochen would really give him a knife, he had seen the horror of Yaochen just now, and he didn't have the confidence to block Yaochen's terrifying knife.

"Old ghost Yaochen, don't think that my Ten Thousand Law Sect will forget about this matter, you wait!" Lan Rong put down his cruel words, beckoned the Ten Thousand Law Sect monks in the distance, and left in a hurry.

When the sword evil saw that the people of the Ten Thousand Law Sect had retreated, he didn't dare to face the medicine dust alone, snorted coldly, and quickly left with the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Yaochen just sneered and watched the sword evil leave, without chasing, but others didn't notice, at this time, Yaochen's eyes showed deep exhaustion, and the purple flames on his body disappeared.

It wasn't until soon later that Yaochen flew up and flew in the direction of the Yaowang Valley Flying Boat, but he fell down weakly halfway through, and everyone on the flying boat was shocked, and the monk surnamed Lei flashed out, rushed to Yaochen's side, hugged Yaochen, and rushed onto the flying boat.

"Senior Brother Yaochen, how are you?" the monk surnamed Lei looked at Yaochen with an anxious expression

"Don't say so much, urge the flying boat with all your might, and hurry back to the sect!" Yaochen's voice was weak, and he hurriedly ordered.

"Understood" The monk surnamed Lei nodded, asking Lin Chuan to take care of Yaochen, he turned around to control the flying boat, and after a while, the flying boat turned into a streamer and flew in the direction of the Medicine King Valley.

The monk in the distance saw the scene of Yao Chen falling from the sky, and instantly understood, it turned out that Yao Chen was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and Sword Evil and Lan Rong were actually scared away.

Even so, the power that broke out in the battle just now was still terrifying, and the power displayed by Yaochen was absolutely powerful, why it was so weak that no one knew it.

However, the surrounding forces that had a close relationship with the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Law Sect hurriedly sent a message to the two major sects, but when the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Law Sect monks rushed back, the monks of the Medicine King Valley had already gone away, and it was impossible to pursue them, so they could only retreat in anger.