C3886 Not Dead
C3886 Not Dead
Eight Flames also nodded and said noncommittally, "You're right. Just the Jinchi Arrow Formation alone is enough for him to drink a pot of wine. He's at the end of his rope and he's also trying to counterattack?"
The two of them were disdainful. They thought that Wu Yuvlan's actions were just a fearless struggle. However, although the two of them said so, neither of them made a move.
If they were to face this blade, they wouldn't be so relaxed.
Mo Feng Yue laughed coldly at the side and said, "Since the two Grandmasters are actually so confident, then why don't you guys just block this saber?"
Lei Yin's face stiffened, and then she chuckled and said, "Hehe, Lord Si Kou sure knows how to joke. With you and Young Master Fan around, how can we have the chance to show off? Haha."
Mo Feng Yue's face was cold and indifferent. He looked at Ming Tianji with eyes filled with excitement. It was obvious that Wu Yuvlan's strike had ignited the fighting spirit in his heart.
However, Ming Tianji didn't make a move.
At this moment, the golden blade beam that pierced through the sky emitted a dazzling light. It was even more dazzling than the scorching sun. The incomparably sharp blade energy swept across the void, as if it could devour the entire army of one hundred thousand.
Moreover, this blade could be said to be slashing towards Fan Profound Light. After all, he was the commander of the army of 100,000. At this moment, he was controlling the chessboard and standing at the very front.
"Blade Soul Golden Body's bloodline burning technique? I have to say, you have really surprised me!"
Fan Profound Light narrowed his eyes and smiled.
He raised his hand, and two huge energy handprints appeared in the void. They were also golden and very dazzling.
Fan Profound Light pressed his hands together, and the two huge energy seals also closed up in the void. Suddenly, he grabbed the huge golden blade light.
It was as if he had caught a blade with his bare hands. Fan Profound Light had a smile on his face as he stared at Wu Yuvlan, who was standing far away in the Heavenly Tong Pass with a serious expression.
"White Robe isn't here. You can still be my opponent, but if I kill you, I wonder if I can lure Senior Brother Ye out."
Fan Profound Light said with a smile on his face.
He had come as the commander of the first round to fight Xu Baiyi personally, but unfortunately, Xu Baiyi had lost and was stepped into the ground by the giant divine elephant's foot. He shouldn't be able to live anymore.
Therefore, Fan Profound Light's next target was naturally his fellow disciple, the youngest and strongest Swordsman in the Heaven Kylin Palace!
Fan Profound Light exerted force with both of his hands, and all of a sudden, the golden light in his hands shattered, turning into rays of golden light that shuttled back and forth in the void.
This enormous saber light was directly crushed by him.
"The strength of a Mid Divine Chaotic Realm... But this saber strike is comparable to a Peak Divine Chaotic Realm..." This was a very powerful strike, and Wu Yuvlan was only in his twenties. This was a very powerful attack. ___ was only in his twenties, but he was already comparable to a Late Divine Chaos Realm expert. However, although this was powerful, in Fan Profound Light's eyes... Actually, it's a little unsatisfactory.
On the Tong Pass, Wu Yuvlan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face somewhat pale.
"Vice commander, sir!" The leader of the black armored guards was a little anxious.
Wu Yuvlan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "Seems like... he lost."
Actually, everyone could see this point. Not to mention the mighty momentum and terrifying power of the Demonic Beast army, even Fan Profound Light's unfathomable and terrifying strength was enough to make people feel a deep sense of despair.
At this moment, the Golden Chaser Sword crashed into the Heavenly Tong Pass. The grand formation of the Heavenly Tong Pass began to sway, and many of the black armored guards fell down from the sky.
"Suppress the army and crush them..." Fan Profound Light said faintly.
The hundred thousand soldiers listened to his order, and the war drums continued to beat.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Fan Profound Light heaved a sigh of relief. His eyes were calm, but soon after, there was a slight disappointment in his eyes.
It was as if it was different from what he had imagined.
He lowered his head.
At this moment, the ground shook violently. Dirt fragments suddenly flew into the air and rose up to a height of a thousand feet. A terrifying white tornado suddenly rose up in front of the army of a hundred thousand soldiers!
Xu Liusu, dressed in white, appeared in the tornado with his spear!
"He's not dead!" Fan Profound Light was a little shocked this time.