Kendo Venom

Chapter 2417 Fear of the True God

The Wanlong saintess has sharp eyesight, and when she noticed that the punch was hitting the back of the strong man in the outer world, she had already paid attention in advance.

Then when he was sent flying by the impact and was about to crash into Su Xuan, the Saintess of Wanlong shot immediately.

In an instant, a transparent giant hand protruded from the void, directly grabbed the strong man in the outer court, and threw him aside, so as not to affect Su Xuan's perception at the moment.

However, Ximen Changfeng's shot from behind was like a primer to ignite gunpowder. With his move, everyone shot——

First, the people from the Outer World Holy Court retreated to the back to fight him desperately, and then, when the Wanlong Saintess made a move, the deputy city lord Mo Yuan had already set his sights on her, and at this moment, like a tiger descending a mountain, he rushed towards her with blood red eyes past.

Su Xuan couldn't help but wanted to turn around, but at this moment, the sound transmission from the Saintess of Wanlong came in his mind: "Don't worry about me, focus on what is in front of you, I will block them."

Su Xuan took a deep look at the Wanlong Saintess, at this time she had already fought against the deputy city lord Mo Yuan.

The two burst out with the power of the Realm of God, almost completely destroying this space, especially Mo Yuan's deputy city lord, knowing the true identity of the Wanlong Saintess, he didn't hold back anything.

He just wants to do his best to kill the Wanlong Saintess here, as long as she dies, from now on...the Wanlong Sacred Court will no longer have any threats!
At the same time, he finally noticed that the relationship between Saintess Wanlong and Su Xuan seemed somewhat unusual.

It's not like an ordinary relationship between seniors and juniors. Instead, there is an indescribable complexity in it.

Knowing this, deputy city lord Mo Yuan began to set up many schemes in his mind, thinking that if he could not fight hard, he would use Su Xuan to coerce Saintess Wanlong, with the ultimate goal of killing her.

At this time, Mo Zhen took a few pictures of talismans, curled his lips and said, "What old ghost, come here to put on a show, let us decide first."

These talismans are somewhat different from those used by Mo Zhenping in daily life.

In the past, he only showed two hands in total, and he used the wind talisman and the flying talisman respectively. Those two talismans, but those who have fought with him, are already very familiar with them.

However, this time Mo Zhen threw a different talisman for the first time. The surface of the talisman was crooked, as if it was drawn randomly with a brush, in a mess.

But this is a gadget that Mo Zhen researched by himself, but at this moment, he took it out and used it as a clever strategy.

"Amulet—"

Although there are many restrictions on this talisman, for example, it can only be used on enemies that do not exceed one level of its own. In that case, the enemy who is recruited can be forced to stay in place for a period of time.

If it is used forcibly, how long it can stay in place depends on how strong the person who is interested in the talisman is.

And Mo Zhen threw several talismans in succession, because he was going to catch the opponent by surprise.

If one is not enough, then come two, three, or even more.

There is always a chance to hit one. At that time, even if it can only be frozen for a second, it should be enough!
After all, for a true Supreme God, often in this second, the situation can be reversed, and even the weakness can be directly turned into an advantage.

What's more, Saintess Wanlong's own strength is actually faintly and deliberately suppressing Deputy City Lord Mo Yuan. If she gets the chance, she will definitely be able to severely injure the opponent with one blow, or even kill him directly.

Flying out these amulets, Mo Zhen scratched his head and said, "Master of the White House, work harder... We don't have any other good things here for now."

At this time, Su Xuan, whose back was closely watched by many people, completely put his spiritual perception on the sarcophagus in front of him.

He tried to raise one hand, and gently placed it on the surface of the sarcophagus.

All of a sudden, a blast of cold air that pierced to the marrow, bit Su Xuan's palm like a ruthless poisonous python.Then, the cold air continued from the surface of the sarcophagus to Su Xuan's entire left arm, as if it wanted to destroy his arm directly.

In Su Xuan's eyes, the divine fire of burning the sky appeared, and the raging fire ignited, dispelling a lot of cold air.

This also made his left arm not too stiff, and he could barely lift it down, or move it a little.

However, even if there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, that is the real Supreme God, and there is a huge difference from the old man who swallowed the sword and forcibly raised his realm.

Not only that, after Su Xuan learned the truth, he also clearly knew that the remnant soul in the sarcophagus still had a very strong resentment. Once he found out his identity, he would definitely burst out with even more terrifying power.

"It must be faster than him, to purify and suppress this remnant soul first!"

Su Xuan already had an idea in his mind.

Since he was able to destroy him in his prime back then, but now he is only dealing with a wisp of remnant soul. As long as he can use the power of the Samsara Orb, it is impossible to destroy him again.

Su Xuan didn't have any hesitation, because if you take a slow step, accidents may happen.

He directly activated the power of the Samsara Orb, and then turned his hands into swords, and slashed down fiercely, completely cutting off the cold air.

Afterwards, Su Xuan immediately stretched out his other hand, and forcefully pushed open the lid of the sarcophagus that had been dusty for many years.

"Boom boom boom..."

The coffin lid was slowly pushed away, and Su Xuan stared down intently, while holding up his other hand, as long as he found anything wrong, his hand would condense the God-killing Sword and stab downward.

The coffin lid was pushed halfway, and Su Xuan really saw a ray of black soul.

Most of the souls that were sealed in the past were invisible and transparent, but the one in front of me now was extraordinarily pitch-black like ink spilled.

This can also prove that its resentment has reached an extremely deep level.

"Who dares to disturb this deity's deep sleep?"

When this ray of dark remnant soul was gradually illuminated by light, a voice rumbled from Su Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

This voice was like thunder on a sunny day, even just a single word made his blood surge violently, and his bones and meridians trembled violently.

But Su Xuan didn't speak, he had already raised his hand, gathering strength, intending to use the power of the Samsara Orb to give it another blow.

"Um?!"

Everything happened in an instant, and this dark remnant soul seemed to finally open up its perception, and when he noticed Su Xuan's aura, he seemed to be taken aback.

"It turned out to be you? Why haven't you died yet?!"

When Su Xuan heard this voice full of shock and panic, it was hard to imagine that this was actually a true god talking to him.

I don't know how much he was afraid of himself before he was alive.

As a result, Su Xuan didn't speak, and the dark remnant gradually realized that something was wrong.

Its perception wandered around Su Xuan's body, and then suddenly froze.

"You... your cultivation has regressed?"

Dazed for a moment, it laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha, Demon God Su, I never thought you would have such a day. God helped me, hahahahaha!"

Before the laughter disappeared, the dark remnant soul pierced into Su Xuan's body like a sharp arrow suddenly flying out of the darkness...

The speed was really too fast, even though Su Xuan had been prepared with a vigilant look, he still couldn't dodge it.

In the blink of an eye, Su Xuan's eyes gradually lost their original color.

(End of this chapter)