Chapter 820

After all, he was defeated at the most critical moment, and Yan Wu finally made a move with the god of death.

One is one of the nine great god kings of the West, and the other is the first person under the realm of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Heavenly Realm, and the confrontation between these two people represents the competition of the most peak power of the two Heavenly Realms.

"Fist of Eternal Victory!!"

"Death's Wings !!"

Bang......

The two major killing moves fiercely fought together, especially Yan Wu's Eternal Victory Fist, as soon as it touched the Wings of Death, it immediately exploded, and then turned into a surging chaotic force, in the dense Wings of Death, surging vertically and horizontally, shattering those Wings of Death.

"Good boy, there are such means, I have to say, our Western gods are better than your Eastern gods, they have innate deficiencies, you have cultivated the power of various elements to make up for each other, and we, just cultivate an element to the extreme, although the power is strong, but, the same realm is not as good as you, the power of chaos, including all the elemental power, although your realm is not as good as mine, but the strength is not much weaker than me, good, after so many years, there is finally a person who arouses my fighting spirit. ”

was broken off the wings of the god of death, the god of death not only did not have any surprise and anger, on the contrary, the god of death became more excited, no wonder he would be like this, in the Western Heavenly Realm, the nine god kings will not do it, and the main god will not do it with them, for a long time, although their strength is strong, but it is impossible to find someone to compete, which forms an extreme loneliness.

Now that he has finally found someone who is qualified to fight him, the Grim Reaper is naturally excited.

Yan Wu was not as excited as the god of death, because he knew that his strength was not as good as the god of death at all, although he could still compete for the time being, but after a long time, he was doomed to failure. At that time, he is not the only one who is miserable, Zhou Yuan, Wen Tailai and others will all die, the emperor will not come out, and no one will be able to compete with the power of the god king.

"I hope that the Emperors can sense everything that is happening here and be able to rush here as soon as possible. Yan Wu prayed in his heart, but the ** in his hand did not stagnate for half a minute, and now he wanted to grab a glimmer of life, hoping to stop the god of death.

"Dao God Whirlwind Slash !!" Yan Wu opened his mouth and spat out, and a small sword like a hair slashed towards the god of death. This is his natal artifact, the Dao God Whirlwind Slash.

When the Dao God Whirlwind Slash appeared, it was only as thick as a hair, but on the way to the god of death, the wind rose, and it soon became the size of a normal artifact.

This divine whirlwind slashed up, the cold light flashed, the sharp breath swallowed continuously, and even the space around it was constantly distorted, it can be seen that this sword is an extremely sharp artifact, and the power is earth-shattering.

"Destroying the Sky and Slashing !!" Yan Wu didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, as soon as he made a move, it was the strongest killing move and the strongest spell, because his realm was not as good as the god of death, so he wanted to seize the opportunity and couldn't have the slightest reservation.

Yan Wu stretched out his index finger in the air and dotted it again and again, and the Dao God Whirlwind Slash that hit the god of death immediately flew up and down, crossing the mysterious trajectory one after another, slashing towards the god of death.

"Interesting, the attack power is getting stronger and stronger, and one move is stronger than another, and it seems that when I reach the last sword, I have the strength to hurt me. The god of death sneered bloodthirstily, he had already seen that Yan Wu, the god of perfection, did have some strength, although it was not as good as him, but it was not much worse than him, such a character could indeed make him fight happily.

"The Scythe of Death!!" The Grim Reaper manipulated the Scythe of Death, and slashed out dozens of times against the whirlwind of the Dao God, and the movements were wide open and closed, violent and masculine.

Although the Dao God Whirlwind Slash flew up and down, rushing left and right when he cast the Nine Slashes of Heaven Destruction, and the trajectory was simply difficult to fathom, however, the Grim Reaper had insight into his trajectory at a glance, and he held the Death Scythe in his hand, and every time he slashed, he was ready to hit the Dao God Whirlwind Slash, splitting this powerful artifact to the side.

"The last slash, destroy the !! of the universe" Soon the first eight slashes were exhausted, Yan Wu roared unwillingly, and then, the Dao God Whirlwind Slash suddenly paused, and then it was raised high, from the nine heavens, towards the god of death.

In an instant, the space began to distort, and a large amount of space power, the power of time, were all poured into the Dao God Whirlwind Slash, earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness, thunder, the power of the seven elements, were also extracted from the void, condensed the power of chaos, all of which were integrated into the Dao God Whirlwind Slash.

And Yan Wu's whole body flickered, and in an instant, he arrived next to the Dao God Whirlwind Slash, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and he held this artifact in his hand Then, he personally held the Dao God Whirlwind Slash, and slashed towards the God of Death.

Airplanes......

The powerful aura surged from the Dao God Whirlwind Slash, and the power of this slash was much more powerful than the previous eight slashes combined, this is the metamorphosis of the Nine Slashes of Destroying the Heavens.

"Good moves, the power is indeed amazing, but your realm is not enough, you can't kill me, God of Perfection, what a rare existence, it's a pity, it's going to be buried in my hands today, I'm glorious......" The god of death sneered, and the scythe of death in his hand also rippled with a strange red light.

"The sword breaks through the sky!!!" Death's face also became serious, because he had already sensed that Yan Wu's sword was not so easy to fight.

Bang......

The Dao God Whirlwind Slash and the Death Scythe slammed together, waves of powerful power fluctuations, frantically condensed between the two, and then exploded violently with a bang.

In the center of this violent explosion, the Grim Reaper did not move at all, but Yan Wu retreated hundreds of feet.

Yan Wu held the artifact Dao God Whirlwind Slash in his hand, and in the confrontation with the god of death, he only felt an irresistible force spread to his body, and then, his body was thrown out, although he did not suffer any serious injuries, but this huge force shook him away, and he tried his best to stabilize his body eight hundred zhang away.

Yan Wu didn't have time to catch his breath, and the whole person shot out again, smashing towards the god of death. If he wants to defeat the Grim Reaper, he can only fight quickly, and the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for him.

"Tearing King Slash !!" Yan Wu used the most powerful killing move.

Holding the Dao God Whirlwind Slash in his hand, Yan Wu's entire aura climbed to the peak, and then slashed at the Grim Reaper.

He jumped across the distance of eight hundred zhang, and the power of the Dao God Whirlwind Slash in his hand was also increased to the limit, above the artifact, the most dazzling light, in this light, Yan Wu gave people the breath induction, and the god of death was the same.

"Dead !!"

Bang......

At the same time as Yan Wu slashed down, an earth-shattering sword slashed towards the god of death.

"Breaking the !! Gate of the Dead!!

Bang......

In front of the god of death, a huge portal appeared, this portal is like stone, simple and desolate, look carefully, but it looks like stone is not stone, like jade not jade.

Then, a terrifying scene happened, on the stone door, there were a large number of cracks, of course, this is not a real crack, but a trace, in this trace, there is actually blood and water flowing, and the speed of drawing is getting faster and faster, and finally a mysterious pattern is formed.

Wow......

The portal finally opened, and all those quaint and desolate breaths were gone, replaced by endless death, resentment, hatred, all emanating from it.

"Collect !!" A word burst out of the Grim Reaper's mouth, and then, from this huge door of the undead, a huge suction force erupted, just taking Yan Wu into it.

At the moment when the portal closed, Zhou Yuan and the others heard the earth-shattering sound of bombardment inside.

Yan Wu's voice also conveyed, "If you want to seal me, how is it possible, my tearing king slash can split the artifact in two, the entire heavenly realm, there can be no super artifact, your portal, at most, is just an artifact, it can't lock me up, you want to include me in it, you will only eat the bitter fruit, in the end, your door of the undead will also be cut by me, even if I am defeated in your hands today, as long as I can destroy your artifact, it is worth it." ”

Thundered......

Inside the Gate of the Dead, the sound of anger and violence continued to be conveyed, looking like this, it seemed that Yan Wu was exerting great power in it, constantly bombarding the entire Gate of the Dead, wanting to break through from the inside and destroy the Gate of the Dead in one fell swoop.

However, a long time had passed, a full quarter of an hour, and the movement inside was still there, and the door of the dead showed no signs of being broken.

The Grim Reaper was outside, constantly striking out the power of death and merging into the door of the dead.

Yes......

Suddenly, inside the door of the undead, there was a scream, and then the door opened, and a figure flew out of it, without looking, you knew that this must be Yanwu.

The God of Perfection in the Eastern Heavenly Realm was not the opponent of the God King after all, and the God of Death was unharmed, while Yan Wu was already seriously injured.

"You're right, my door of the dead is indeed an artifact, but the infinite will to die contained in it, combined with the entire door of the dead, even if the emperor wants to break it, it will be very troublesome, you are a god of perfection, even if you fight for your life, it is impossible to do anything about the door of the dead. I've had enough of playing now, it's time for me to send you to the realm of the undead......" The figure of the god of death continued to magnify, and a visible shadow shrouded towards Yanwu.