Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 878
Jian Fengyun was under the coercion, and he could clearly see that the huge blade in the void was composed of sword energy gushing out from fifteen willow-leaf double-edged blades, and its power was comparable to that of a peak emperor!
"Boy, the person who killed my holy courtyard has already doomed you to die without a whole body!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, driving the magic formula in his hand, controlling the huge blade.

At the same time, he flipped the palm of his left hand and took out a silver-white chain. This chain was filled with the breath of space law, and the moment it appeared, it exuded the pressure of an imperial-level spiritual weapon, which was not an ordinary thing.

The middle-aged man came out with a chain, and the silver-white chain immediately danced and rolled towards Jian Fengyun, intending to block Jian Fengyun and trap him.

The moment the chain was swept out, the void instantly burst, and the space turbulently surged out, as if besieged on all sides, with nowhere to escape.

But at this moment, that general Jian Fengyun's eyes froze, and his blood suddenly trembled.

Even ignoring the damage caused by the turbulent flow in the space, he stepped directly and headed towards the sky.

In the next moment, only a muffled bang bang was heard, and in the middle-aged man's shrunken eyes, the huge blade light controlled by the hand shattered directly, turning into the prototype of twelve willow leaves with double blades.

"not good!"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, as if he had sensed something, his figure retreated quickly at this moment.

When retreating, he waved his palm and grabbed the silver chain, wanting to take it back.

At this moment, a streak of gray sword energy pierced through the air, several tens of feet long, and appeared above the middle-aged man's head in an instant.

Under the gray sword aura, time seemed to stand still.

Jian Fengyun's figure flashed out from the void at the same time, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the silver-white chain, and pulled it back.

The middle-aged man immediately felt a tightening of his hands, and the figure that stepped back suddenly stopped at this moment.

"This thing fell into your hands and wasted. Give it to me."

A flat voice slowly came out from Jian Fengyun's mouth, with a chill in it.

"Let me go."

The middle-aged man let out a loud shout, and his cultivation in the late stage of the emperor state exploded instantly, and he yanked hard with his right hand, as if he wanted to pull the chain back.

That is to say, with the help of his pulling power, Jian Fengyun grasped the situation, his figure instantly turned into a streamer, and went straight to the middle-aged man.

At the same time, a gray sword energy had once again condensed in his hand, exuding a breathtaking sword light.

"The chain is still life, you choose one."

A faint voice came into his ears, and the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. The gray sword energy that had just escaped was concentrated at this moment, and most importantly, it was still thinking about his heart and came straight to him!

At this moment, the heart of the middle-aged man jumped wildly, and a huge sense of crisis suddenly rose up.

He is in the late stage of Emperor Senior Realm, that's right, from the point of view of cultivation, he can easily suppress Jian Fengyun.

However, the gray sword aura condensed by the white-robed youth in front of him was really weird, and it seemed that his life would be directly taken away by the sword aura if he didn't pay attention.

The middle-aged man felt right. The sword energy transformed by the law of time does not need too much power. Its law power can make time stagnate. During the stagnant time, the opponent has no resistance at all. It is slaughtered by it, so this sword Fengyun cannot be measured by cultivation.

But if he was asked to give up the chain, he would be extremely reluctant.

This thing is not his own, but a treasure bestowed by the Holy Court, and he just rented it out for use.

This chain is rich in the power of space, it can easily shatter the void, its power is unpredictable, it can be said to be a big arm of his strength.

However, the young man in front of him wanted his arm right now, so he couldn't help hesitating.

"Fight it, everyone use secret techniques to summon the Holy Spirit!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart.

"call!"

When his voice fell, he saw the power of the metal law in the middle-aged man's body violently surging, and his spiritual power burned up in an instant, golden light burst out all over his body, and his aura soared to the peak of the emperor's state in an instant.

However, the skyrocketing breath only lasted for a moment, and the strength that had just been promoted to the peak of Emperor Senior Realm was emptied in an instant, like a well that was drained, almost exhausted.

I saw that middle-aged man's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and a wisp of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Not only him, but also the other 14 people!

"boom!"

A huge phantom appeared above the heads of the middle-aged man and 14 people.

This figure was about a hundred feet tall, and looked extremely majestic, like a god.

When it appeared, an astonishing coercion spread out, the surrounding space was shattered, and the space turbulent flow rolled out.

"kill!"

The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, and pinched the magic formula in his hand, and saw the god-like phantom above their heads punching out, hitting Jian Fengyun who was coming forward with gray sword energy.

"Boom!"

The giant fist struck the gray sword energy in Jian Fengyun's hand in an instant.

In an instant, there was a shocking loud noise from above the void. Under this punch, the gray sword energy in Jian Fengyun's hand was directly shattered, turning into wisps of gray light and dissipating in the air.

The space that Jian Fengyun rushed to was even more cracked by the giant fist at this moment, the space that was shattered like a spider web, gushed out space turbulence.

After a while, the void returned to Pingjin, and the space cracks slowly began to heal, but Jian Fengyun's figure was not seen.

"Is he dead?"

Including the middle-aged man, 15 people gathered at the same time, looked at the void ahead, and began to size up.

What they used just now was the secret technique of the Holy Court, compressing the power of their own laws, and then burning their spiritual power, instantly raising their cultivation base by a small level, and then using the unique magical power of the Holy Court to condense the phantom of the Holy Spirit.

The phantom of the holy spirit is formed by the cultivation strength of 15 of them, which is comparable to the powerhouse of the emperor.

His punch is not much better than a supernatural power of a strong man in the Great Emperor Realm.

"Are you looking for me?"

A cold figure slowly sounded in the void.

In an instant, the middle-aged man and 15 people were stunned at the same time, and looked forward, only to see that there was no human figure in the air that had been bombarded by the phantom of the holy spirit.

"Don't look for it, it's behind you."

The voice sounded again.

"You are not dead!"

The middle-aged man turned around abruptly, his eyes widened when he saw the figure of the young man in white robe standing behind him.

"Death?" Jian Fengyun smiled slightly, and said, "I'm here to let you die, how could you die?"

"Impossible, the attack of the phantom of the Holy Spirit is comparable to that of a great emperor, and you, a warrior at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, can't escape at all."

(End of this chapter)