Nine Realms Sword Master

Four blood swords like pillars of heaven slashed at the forest under the peak, and the whole forest fell into the end of the world, and the bright red sword intent filled the forest like raging sea waves.

Everything in the forest was destroyed and turned into ashes, any vegetation and living beings were wiped out, even the earth was chopped into pieces, the scene was horrific.

Feng Qingyu and other dozens of souls watched this scene with dull eyes, each with a dull and unbelievable expression.

"Elder Sang! Your Tianxia Peak disciple is still among them, you...you are..." Huang Zhiyuan said tremblingly.

Although Bai Ye beheaded Zhuo Ming and Li Yu, it was absolutely impossible for him to kill all the hundreds of Tianxia Peak disciples. If Sang Dongming did this, wouldn't he kill all these hundreds of disciples?

"Bai Ye can kill even people in the Martial Soul Realm, how can those disciples in the Absolute Soul Realm escape his poisonous hand?" Sang Dongming's eyes were full of madness, and he swung the blood sword in his voice: "The Desperate Formation will definitely kill you!" Drop Bai Ye, Bai Ye killed so many people in my Tianxia Peak, if I let him run away again, how can I explain to the sect? So I will kill him at all costs! Kill!!! Kill!!!”

Hearing Sang Dongming's almost roaring roar, all the souls sighed.

This Great Elder of Tianxia Peak has already been shadowed by Bai Ye. I am afraid that he knows in his heart that there must be surviving disciples in the forest under the peak, but he has already started to do whatever it takes to kill Bai Ye. The lives of these disciples depend on him. It doesn't matter at all.

boom boom boom boom...

The blood sword bombarded wildly, and the huge sword shadow slashed wildly, like cutting vegetables. The souls felt that the ground under their feet was heaving together, shaking non-stop.

This continued for about a hundred breaths of effort, and the strength of the Desperate Formation gradually weakened. Sang Dongming panted heavily, the blood sword split in his hand, and the Desperate Formation stopped functioning.

"Is it finally over?" The one-hundred man looked at the forest under the peak with a pale face.

At this moment, there is no forest under the peak there, it has been completely destroyed long ago, nothing exists, only a huge black hole is left.

"Is this the power of the Desperate Formation?" Huang Zhiyuan trembled.

"The power of the Desperate Formation is determined by the power of the caster. This is not the real power of the Desperate Formation, but this kind of destructive power is amazing enough." Feng Qingyu murmured.

"Bai Ye should have died, right?" Huang Zhiyuan sighed and said, "It's a pity for a genius. If he keeps a low profile, doesn't make such a publicity, and devotes himself to cultivation, he will be famous all over the world in the future and become a powerful person. Can there be today's disaster?"

Feng Qingyu didn't speak,

Doubt flickered in his eyes.

In fact, he still doesn't understand why Bai Ye provokes Tianxia Peak. He is a person without a heavenly soul. Although he can defeat people in the soulless realm by relying on the secrets of fighting and brute force, but there are endless masters in the peaks of the world, how can he compete against him alone? Provoking Tianxia Peak is courting death.

"It's finally over!" The long-hanging solemnity in Sang Dongming's eyes finally dissipated, and he took a step forward and jumped over there.

Under such a terrifying offensive, it is impossible for anyone to survive!

No one would believe that Bai Ye was still alive. At this moment, there might not even be a fly alive in the forest under the peak!

Bai Ye was dead, the nightmare in Sang Dongming's heart dissipated, and he became much more relaxed.

Now he only needs to retrieve the Death Dragon Sword, and he can return to the Peak Master. Even if hundreds of these elite disciples die, it will be worth it if he obtains the Death Dragon Sword!

wait!

Sang Dongming's eyes suddenly froze, staring at the black hole, with a strong expression of disbelief.

I saw a small red dot in the center of the dark hole, the red dot looked like a person...

"Someone survived?" The soul man also saw the red dot, and shouted involuntarily.

The crowd was immediately attracted, and looked there one after another.

"Shouldn't it? Impossible!" Feng Qingyu's eyes trembled a few times, and she quickly walked towards that place in disbelief.

He didn't believe that Bai Ye was still alive under such terrifying intensity.

Sure enough, when everyone approached there, they suddenly discovered that the red dot was indeed a person, and it was indeed Bai Ye.

He floated cross-legged in mid-air, surrounded by the rolling sword intent released by the Desperate Formation, which flowed around the skin and squeezed into his body bit by bit.

Sang Dongming immediately froze, unable to take another step!

Bai Ye... isn't dead?

"Is he absorbing this sword intent?"

Someone yelled.

People finally understood why Bai Ye was able to survive this terrifying slash! He actually absorbed all the surging sword intent!

His skin was extremely red, as if it would burn at any moment.

"so amazing!"

"This is terrible! He was able to absorb this sword intent!"

"Is this an accident?"

The souls were shocked again and again.

Feng Qingyu stared at Bai Ye with her eyes fixed.

Accident? He didn't think it was an accident, he always felt that all this seemed to be controlled by Bai Ye.

And Sang Dongming was already furious, rushing towards Bai Ye with killing intent on his face.

"Why aren't you dead yet? Go die quickly!!"

He formed a claw with one hand, tore it off in the air, and the vast force sent out a wave of air and slapped it.

But Bai Ye, who looked like the Fudo Ming King in mid-air, opened his eyes suddenly at this moment, and a surge of fighting spirit burst out from the depths of his pupils.

When Sang Dongming saw these pupils, his heart trembled. This fighting spirit was more like a sword, piercing his heart, making his soul move.

His fighting spirit is stronger than before! !

"Broken!" Bai Ye drank, venting his fighting spirit, like a sound wave impacting, instantly shattering Sang Dongming's offensive.

Sang Dongming slapped again, and Bai Ye confronted head-on with his fists, and with a bang, the fists and palms parted.

Bai Ye retreated more than ten people, and Sang Dongming just shook his body. After all, he is the Great Elder of Tianxia Peak. Bai Ye didn't sacrifice the four heavenly souls, and he couldn't get the supreme divine power. How could he be his opponent?

"Thank you Elder Sang!"

Bai Ye stood still, looked at Sang Dongming and said with a slight smile: "Without the power of your Desperate Formation, it would be impossible for me to break through to the second level of my fighting secrets so quickly. Without your help, Elder Sang, I'm afraid I would How can you cultivate so peacefully while still fighting with you Tianxia Peak people?"

"Bastard!!" Sang Dongming was about to go mad with anger, he wanted to kill Bai Ye at all costs, but in the end Bai Ye didn't die, and all the elites of the world were killed by him.

After this matter gets out, he will be ruined!

Wow!

The astonishing energy was released from Sang Dongming's body, venting out like a flame, Feng Qingyu and others around were all forced to retreat by the furious Sang Dongming.

"Bai Ye! I will kill you today. No one can save you in heaven and earth. Anyone who stops me from beheading you will die!! I will use your head to wash away the humiliation I have suffered!!"

Sang Dongming roared angrily, and slapped Bai Ye with his palm.

Yuanli surged and tore through.

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth slightly raised, jumping backwards.

"run?"

Sang Dongming roared, and crazily threw out his palms, and Yuanli palm prints burst out from his palms, and hundreds of them flew out in a few breaths, which was extremely dense and extremely terrifying.

Bai Ye waved his hands, unleashing the power of fighting, hitting the palm prints like sand and stones.

But the strength of this fighting can't completely block the furious Sang Dongming, he is like a mountain, hitting and destroying everything.

Bai Ye couldn't stop backing up, not at a slow speed, but Sang Dongming chased after him even more, releasing his murderous intent.

"Die!! Die!! Die!! Die for me!!"

Sang Dongming roared as he threw out his palm, and the shadow of his palm hit Bai Ye's side, and it exploded immediately, with waves of air constantly impacting his body.

Bai Ye was like a flat boat in a storm, its body swayed non-stop, but it didn't stop running.

The speed of the two reached the limit, and they quickly threw Feng Qingyu and others away.

But at this moment, Bai Ye stopped suddenly.

"Have you given up? Yes, no matter how good your feet are and how fast you are, how can you outrun me?"

Sang Dong yelled, threw off his sleeve robe, and the energy released from his whole body quickly surrounded him, and within a few breaths, it turned into fiery iron chains, blocking his retreat.

"Stop resisting! I'm not Zhuo Ming, nor Li Yu. I'm Sang Dongming, the Great Elder of Tianxia Peak. If you still have four Heavenly Souls and sacrifice them at the same time, maybe you can still compete with me , but you have lost your soul, and you are already useless, even if you understand the profound meaning of fighting, you are like an ant in my eyes!" Sang Dongming said coldly, stepping forward in vain, a force that collapsed the world suddenly Press down, and the ground instantly shatters.

However, Bai Ye remained motionless, his eyes were like stagnant water, without waves, and the terrible pressure seemed to hit the cotton, without any effect.

"Huh?" Sang Dongming frowned slightly, feeling bad.

He only saw Bai Ye touching the sword hilt at his waist.

That is the dead dragon sword.

Sang Dongming's heart beat rapidly a few times, but he calmed down quickly.

"It's ridiculous, the dead dragon sword can't be moved by non-soul people. You have no soul power. To you, the dead dragon sword is just a sword that you can't pull out. Do you still want to use it to kill me? "

"No soul power? Sang Dongming, do you think so from the beginning to the end?" Bai Ye said suddenly.

Sang Dongming's face sank: "What do you mean?"

Bai Ye didn't say a word, but bloody soul marks gradually appeared on his face.

Sang Dongming stared at the gradually emerging soul shadow, his eyes suddenly showed horror.

He recognized this soul pattern! Heavenly Soul Transformation Yuan, the soul pattern that only appears after the second mutation! !

"Impossible... Your Heavenly Soul...isn't it already sacrificed? Once the Heavenly Soul is sacrificed, it will burn out and cease to exist. You are already a useless person. Why...why do you still have Heavenly Soul? And is it the Second Transformation Heavenly Soul?"

Sang Dong yelled tremblingly.

"This is thanks to you Tianxia Peak!"

Bai Ye's eyes froze, he clasped the Dead Dragon Sword with his palm, and pulled it out straight away.

"Do not!!!!!"

Sang Dongming let out a hoarse roar.

A golden light shot up into the sky, tearing the night sky apart.

Feng Qingyu, who was rushing towards this side, froze in her steps.

Everyone stared at the place where the golden light erupted, and rushed quickly.

But there was only a headless figure standing there.

That is the name of Sang Dong, the Great Elder of Tianxia Peak.

His head was broken, and the ground behind him was cut off by a sword, and an endless abyss appeared...