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Chapter 302: Su Mu’s Fury, the Immortal Sword Arrives!
In the vast void, two thoughts collided.
"If you want to kill me, just do it directly. Why bother making up these excuses?"
The ancient ginkgo tree made an indifferent sound.
"Humph, a demon is a demon. No matter how advanced it is, it cannot change its unteachable nature."
The old voice said.
"Noisy."
hum!
A ginkgo leaf suddenly broke through the air and shot towards the deer cart.
The colorful deer felt a strong sense of crisis and retreated uneasily.
That's when.
The curtains of the deer cart move automatically even without wind.
Then a heart-pounding wave came out from the deer cart and collided with the ginkgo leaves.
boom!
Ginkgo leaves are broken.
But that wave was also reflected back.
"presumptuous!"
The presence of the deer in the car was irritated.
The curtains were blown up.
An old man appeared.
A long sword was suspended in front of him.
The long sword contains the sword intent of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.
When the sword's power trembled, everything changed color.
"Yang Wanxu, the elder of Hunyuan Palace."
The major giants recognized the old man and showed strong fear on their faces.
Yang Wanxu, a powerful being of the four calamities.
After entering the Tribulation Realm, your strength will increase dramatically every time you overcome a tribulation.
Most of the other giants are first-tribulation and second-tribulation monks.
Yang Wanxu is a powerful being of the fourth calamity.
The gap is huge.
Yang Wanxu flicked his finger on the sword.
In an instant, a terrifying dragon roar was heard.
At the same time, the void shook and the wind and clouds changed color.
next moment.
The long sword in Yang Wanxu's hand burst out with sword energy like a rainstorm, attacking the ancient ginkgo tree in an overwhelming manner.
Others gasped.
If there were anyone else present, I guess no one would be able to block such an attack.
However, these sword energies were blocked by the leaves of the ancient ginkgo tree.
"As expected of a Four Tribulations Power."
"Can the Lord of Mist fight against the Four Tribulations?"
"Why do we feel something is wrong?"
The giants around have already sensed something fishy.
The Lord of Mist's performance doesn't look like a monster that has just survived a calamity and is in a weak state.
Yang Wanxu looked a little solemn.
At this moment he also realized that the Lord of the Mist might not have survived the tribulation at all.
This seems to be a game dominated by the fog.
But he was not afraid.
So what if it’s a bureau.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks can be broken.
He took a deep breath, and the sword energy in his body surged like a river, gathering on the sword.
The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if an ancient blue dragon was about to break free from its restraints and release the power to destroy the world.
"One sword cuts the sky!"
Yang Wanxu let out a low shout and suddenly rushed out of the deer cart.
Boom!
The man and the sword became one, like a meteor streaking through the sky, heading straight for the ancient ginkgo tree.
In an instant, he arrived in front of the ancient ginkgo tree.
Then the long sword in his hand turned into a dazzling sword light, instantly tearing through the space, and with an indestructible momentum, he chopped down fiercely at the roots of the ancient ginkgo tree.
The ancient ginkgo tree is not to be outdone.
Its main root was like a green dragon, whipping Yang Wanxu fiercely.
Rumble!
An unimaginable collision.
It was as if the two ancient gods between heaven and earth were fighting fiercely.
Suddenly, the wind rose, thunder roared, and lightning flashed, and the whole world trembled.
next moment.
Yang Wanxu's arms felt numb and his body was blown thousands of feet away.
His face changed drastically.
The power of the taproot of the ancient ginkgo tree is truly terrifying.
But at the same time, Su Mu was already solemn.
I saw an obvious sword mark on his taproot.
His taproot was cut.
For a moment, Su Mu also felt angry.
Boom!
In an instant, the power in Su Mu's body boiled like magma.
The origin of thunder!
He no longer pretends.
At this point, there is no point in pretending.
"The origin of thunder!"
Rolling thunder surged out from the ancient ginkgo tree.
At this moment, Su Mu was like the incarnation of heavenly punishment. Thunder roared as the branches swayed, the sky and the earth changed color, and the void in all directions trembled under his thunder.
Then, the rolling thunder turned into a thunder giant ten thousand feet tall.
Such a mythical scene shocked the surrounding monks.
"What a terrifying thunder!"
"The power of this thunder is no less than the previous heavenly tribulation."
"What heavenly calamity? We've fallen into a trap. This is clearly the power of thunder controlled by the Lord of Mist."
"What is the old mist demon going to do? Why is it pretending to be undergoing a tribulation to lure us here?"
The monks from various major forces looked terrified.
"Why else? He was just trying to show weakness on purpose and catch us off guard."
"Yes, its strength is ridiculously terrifying. If Yang Wanxu hadn't appeared, our major forces would have been in great trouble today."
A group of giants also reacted and their expressions were extremely ugly.
They thought they were hunting the Lord of the Mist.
After all this fuss, it turned out that the Lord of the Mist was just trying to take advantage of the situation.
Are they themselves the real prey?
"Well, Lord of the Mist, it is worth my high regard for you."
Seeing this, Yang Wanxu was not afraid, but felt a sense of excitement as if he had met a worthy worthy opponent.
"Jianyi!"
A shadow of a sword appeared in his body.
The phantom of the sword transformed into a giant sword that reached the sky and confronted the Lord of Thunder.
"The origin of the storm."
Su Mu continued to mobilize other original forces.
For a moment, the world was in turmoil.
Storm whirlpools appeared one after another, powerful enough to swallow up mountains and rivers.
A terrifying storm swept towards Yang Wanxu.
Yang Wanxu looked calm, and his figure moved freely in the storm, as if he had merged with the world.
Both sides once again resorted to different tactics.
The sword light and the storm intertwined into a thrilling picture.
"Hunyuan Sword Net."
Yang Wanxu suddenly used his sword intent to guide the spiritual power of heaven and earth, forming sharp sword nets, trying to suppress the storm and the ancient ginkgo tree.
The storm power of the ancient ginkgo tree continued to impact the sword net of the Sword God.
When both sides found that such a collision could not do anything to the other side, they changed their killing moves again.
"Storm Giant."
The storm turned into a storm giant.
"Sword Two."
A second sword shadow flew out from Yang Wanxu's body.
"I want to see how many magical sword shadows you have."
Su Mu's tone was stern.
All the origins were displayed.
The origin of the earth, the origin of wood, the origin of water, the origin of mountains, the origin of ice, the origin of fire and the origin of metal.
The remaining seven origins all came into the world.
The strong men around were so frightened that they lost their voices.
Only at this moment did they understand that when the Lord of Mist fought against them, he was not serious at all.
Yang Wanxu couldn't remain calm anymore.
He had a total of seven magical sword shadows, two of which he had already used, leaving five to go.
This is no match for Su Mu's source of power.
What's more, he couldn't use all seven magical sword shadows.
Because the load was too heavy, his spiritual consciousness could not bear it.
When Yang Wanxu originally arrived, he came with the mentality of being the mastermind behind the battle, to end it completely.
Unexpectedly, he actually put himself into a vortex of life and death.
At this moment, he, like other giants, was dragged into the quagmire of battle by the Lord of Mist and could not escape at all.
"How could this be?"
Yu Tianque's eyes were blank and his expression kept changing.
Sometimes I hate, sometimes I feel annoyed, and sometimes I regret.
She hated the Lord of the Mist because he was so powerful but pretended to be weak, causing her to make the wrong choice again.
I also feel upset and regret my choice.
Looking at the current situation, if Tianfengshan chooses to help the Lord of Mist, perhaps the Lord of Mist may still be undefeated.
The benefits that Tianfeng Mountain would gain in that case would be unimaginable.
It can be imagined that as long as the Lord of the Mist does not die today, the future Xuantian world will be dominated by the Hunyuan Palace and the Mist Forbidden Zone.
If Tianfeng Mountain can occupy a prime position next to the Misty Forbidden Zone, there will be no need to worry about future benefits.
Not only Tianfeng Mountain.
Vajra Temple, Qilin Palace and Wan Yao Palace also regretted it.
After all, they originally had the opportunity to become allies of the Misty Forbidden Zone.
Especially Qilin Palace, which had made the right choice twice, but it was wrong this time.
One mistake will make the two previous correct actions go to waste.
Qianshan, who was still sitting on the deer cart, had a gloomy expression on his face.
Back then, he had despised the Lord of Mist.
It turns out that the Lord of the Mist is at the same level as the Master.
How could he have the qualifications to despise the Lord of Mist?
the other side.
Yang Wanxu has already sensed that he is no match for the Lord of the Mist.
At this point, he had no choice.
He closed his eyes
In a moment, the sword energy around him was strong, like the stars gathered in the sky.
After about two breaths, he opened his eyes again, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"Ling Xiao!"
A deep and majestic roar came from Yang Wanxu's mouth.
The words fell.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and gathered in front of Yang Wanxu.
Then, a faint sword light gradually condensed into shape.
As the sword light became brighter and brighter, a green sword emitting a faint cold light appeared in front of everyone.
The sword is covered with intricate ancient runes, flowing with mysterious supreme power.
The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it could cut through the void at any time.
"Lingxiao Sword!"
"The Immortal Sword of Hunyuan Palace, Lingxiao!"
The monks from all major forces were terrified and stared at the green sword.
This is a treasure that surpasses Xuanbao, a true immortal sword.
"Lord of the Mist, you must be killed!"
Yang Wanxu's voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if an immortal was declaring the fate of the giant ginkgo tree.
The Lingxiao Sword seemed to sense Yang Wanxu's will, and the sound of the sword became louder.
next moment.
Yang Wanxu's figure was like a dragon soaring into the sky, rushing towards the majestic ginkgo tree again.
An unrivaled torrent of sword power suddenly erupted.
"cut!"
With a low shout from Yang Wanxu, the Lingxiao Sword instantly turned into a dazzling sword light, with the momentum to tear through the void, and suddenly slashed towards the thick trunk of the ginkgo tree.
Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be cut open, revealing tiny cracks.
The giant ginkgo tree felt this horrifying attack, and its branches and leaves began to tremble, releasing bursts of green light in an attempt to resist the invasion of the sword.
However, the power of the immortal sword cannot be easily resisted!
There was a loud "bang" and the sword finally hit the trunk of the giant ginkgo tree.
Suddenly, the entire tree trunk was shaken by a huge force, cracks appeared on the surface, and even countless leaves were injured by the sword energy and fell down one after another.
At this moment, the giant ginkgo tree was finally severely damaged.
"kill!"
The other old monsters who were undergoing tribulation were extremely excited when they saw this.
They seized the opportunity and rushed towards the giant ginkgo tree in unison, ready to give the fallen dog a beating.