In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

"This is the method bestowed upon me by my master!"

"It's called, Purple Thunder Sword Technique!!"

  Xiao Shang raised his knife to the sky, his expression solemn and majestic!

"Purple Lightning Sword Technique, Sixth Style, Thunder Explodes the Five Mountains!!"

At this moment, there was a vast flash of lightning and electric currents between Xiao Shang's eyes!

  At this moment, he was like the God of Thunder, controlling endless divine power!

Thousands of miles of dark clouds filled the sky, billions of lightning flashed, as if the end of the world had come!

"You little rascals, do you dare to take my sword?"

  Xiao Shang roared angrily, slashed out with the long sword in his hand, and the vast and boundless lightning descended like a tide, annihilating the void and swallowing up the earth! !

The sword slashed down like a flash of light, so fast that it was unimaginable!

The blade light fell from the sky, leaving behind endless afterimages, and interpreting a brilliant purple light that split the sky!

The heaven and earth trembled at this moment, the wind and clouds changed color, brilliant lightning descended, as if gods and demons had arrived, and ghosts and gods were ruling the world! !

  This sword cut down the sea of ​​clouds and split the sky! !

Zhou Wentian looked at the sky full of purple lightning, the crisscrossing sword beams, and the whistling thunder, with only shock in his eyes.

  Such a powerful sword is actually wielded by a mortal!

At this moment, his heart was slightly shaken!

Even so, Zhou Wentian still did not retreat even a single step!

"I am the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou. The Tongtian Altar is the last hope for the Great Zhou! No matter what, I cannot retreat!!"

  He wielded the Emperor's Sword, evolved into a true dragon in the sky, faced the endless vast thunder, and slashed out with brilliant sword energy!

boom! !

  Purple thunder fell, and everything was annihilated!

The blue dragon evolved from the sword energy was destroyed in an instant!

The nine-story altar, amidst the vast lightning, is like a lone boat floating on the vast ocean.

  The raging lightning dissipated, and the area within a thousand feet radius was turned into charcoal!

No matter whether it was the armored soldiers on guard or the sorcerer who presided over the formation, they all turned to dust.

The Tongtian Altar is almost withered.

Only the blood color that permeated the body became more and more rich and colorful, and more and more strange!

"how is this possible?"

There was a hint of disbelief in Xiao Shang's eyes, "Even my Purple Thunder Blade Technique can't completely destroy the altar! Is this really something from the mortal world?"

Amidst the scorched ruins, the extremely disheveled Zhou Wentian struggled to get up, his face pale and his mouth red.

He glanced at the altar that was mottled but still standing, absorbing endless blood and energy, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Then, he slowly turned his head, looked at Xiao Shang who had an extremely gloomy face, grinned, and said arrogantly: "The Tongtian Altar was created by us following the method given by our ancestors and gathering the strength of skilled craftsmen from all over the world! This is an altar engraved with the power of the gods, how can you mortals easily shake it?"

Engrave the power of God?

Xiao Shang's eyes changed slightly.

  He seemed to have realized something. He bit his tongue, and his five bloody fingers brushed across his brows. He whispered, "Heavenly Eye, open!!"

The moment the words fell, a hint of dark gold emerged from deep between Xiao Shang's brows.

  The divine eyes stained with blood and filled with golden light quietly emerged! !

At this moment, the world in Xiao Shang's eyes changed.

All colors disappeared, replaced by pure black and white.

  That is the circulation of yin and yang!

The only light came from the nine-tiered altar.

It was glowing with a bloody golden light, flickering little by little, just like fireflies under the night sky.

  Xiao Shang understood that it was the manifestation of the power of will and the manifestation of the power of faith! !

"Incense Shinto!"

Xiao Shang murmured softly, his eyes showing a little more understanding, "It is indeed the power of God. If that is the case, then I understand Master's intention."

As he spoke, a dark and deep water-ground steel whip with talismans engraved on it appeared in his palm.

"The Divine Whip is designed to strike at gods. Perhaps, I can use this divine weapon to smash the altar!" Xiao Shang's eyes were ablaze with fire, and he transmitted his voice: "Master, how is your injury now? Do you still have the strength to fight?"

Yan Hanqiu said in a deep voice: "Thanks to your elixir, my injuries are almost healed now, and I can support myself to activate the magic weapon with all my strength again."

"Master, I have found a way to destroy the Tongtian Altar. But this requires you to clear the way for me and block the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou." Xiao Shang stared at the mottled and strange altar with deep eyes.

At this moment, this altar was like an evil ghost that devoured lives, madly absorbing the blood and energy on the battlefield.

"it is good!!"

Yan Hanqiu nodded slightly, without asking the reason, and jumped up.

As the wounded Zhou Wentian was gasping for breath, a sword light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The moment he raised his head, he saw the sword energy and the flames that filled the sky! !

That tall and burly figure, moving as fast as lightning, with his sword and body, broke through the army formation and attacked right in front of him! !

boom! !

Brilliant flames burst out and endless sword beams flashed.

Yan Hanqiu was extremely powerful and invincible, and he rushed straight into Zhou Wentian’s three-foot sword circle.

The extremely sharp sword in his hand slashed down against the wind, the sword shadow was like a phantom, and the sword sounded like a sonic boom! !

clang! !

Flames burst out, and the remaining power shook! !

Relying on the divine power of the Emperor's Sword, Zhou Wentian blocked the sword.

  He had never expected that Yan Hanqiu, the leader of the rebel army, would actually step into the forefront alone! !

"Prince Zhou, your swordsmanship seems to be a little slow!"

The sword in Yan Hanqiu's hand moved faster and faster, the whistling sword wind swept through the sky, and only the afterimage of the sword light flickered in the sky! !

Dang——dang——dang——

A series of crisp collision sounds rang out, and the two great divine weapons of the time were now attacking and blocking at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye! !

  The residual power was shaking, the sword wind was disorderly, and there was almost no life within the hundred-foot sword circle!

Everything was crushed into dust in the whistling sword wind!

Yan Hanqiu, relying on his supreme momentum of holding Mount Tai to suppress the North Sea, was forcing Zhou Wentian to retreat step by step, and he was in a panic! !

Every time the sword was slashed out, there was a burst of scorching flames, and many thunders bloomed along with the sword light, completely suppressing Zhou Wentian's imperial power! !

At this moment, Zhou Wentian felt like he was returning to the past.

  The nightmare of the past seemed to linger in his eyes again!

"Damn!!"

Zhou Wentian gritted his teeth slightly, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth!

This extreme feeling of oppression reminded him of the Battle of the North Sea that year.

At that time, he was in command for the first time and was defeated by Yan Hanqiu's rebel army on the North Sea.

At that time, Yan Hanqiu, with the help of the power of divine weapons, controlled the vast ocean and caused endless tides.

Defeated, he was faced with wave after wave of tides in the North Sea!

It lasted for three days straight, without stopping, and it was so stressful that I couldn't breathe! !

If reinforcements had not arrived in time, he would have died.

Now, this suffocating feeling comes again.

(End of this chapter)