Chapter 1708 Fight to the Death without Retreat

"boom!"

A ray of bitterness, like a sudden winter night, quietly permeated the entire God City.

The cloak fell down, and Helian Wuji's upper body was bare, revealing a complete totem of the silver wolf howling at the moon, holding the handle of the knife at his waist in each palm, bowing his body like a predatory wolf, with an unstoppable ferocity.

Behind him, the pack of wolves growled and howled piercingly.

A woman from the wolf tribe suddenly took out a war drum from the Qiankun bag, placed it on the wolf's back, and hammered it hard with both hands.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The roar of war drums and wolves resounded thousands of miles away in the capital of God, filled with an unspeakable sacred solemnity.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, looking at the group of alien races who were shamed by the world in front of him, feeling quite emotional in his heart.

At the very least, they still have awe and faith.

And what about the human race today?

I am afraid that he has long forgotten the blood flowing in his body, and he is willing to be a lackey of the fairy clan.

"I will give you a chance. If your knife can leave a trace on my body, I will let her go today."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and looked up at Helian Wuji, detached and wanton.

He didn't understand the combat power of Overlord Xiang Chen.

But also in the sequence, Qingqiong, Shengong Lie, had already died in Ling Xiao's hands.

Therefore, Helian in front of him was not a threat.

Now it seems that with the advent of troubled times, people of these sequences will also surface one by one, fighting for the destiny together.

There is no right or wrong in this battle, it is just a matter of calculating and weighing in each other's minds.

"It's a deal."

Helian Wuji smiled freely, and suddenly stepped forward, turning into an afterimage, rushing towards Ling Xiao.

At this time, everyone could only see that a wave of monster power swept across the world, and the piercing sword intent pierced through Cangming instantly.

In Helian Wuji's hands, each held an ancient saber of different length, and suddenly cut it off.

"Buzz!"

Outside Ling Xiao's body, the sword's momentum was ups and downs.

And he directly used his finger as a sword to stir up the situation.

In an instant, the saber's intent was exhausted, and a ray of light fell from the sky, slashing down towards Helian.

The sword intent is vast, like stars falling from nine heavens, shattering the sky!

This sword force is far ten thousand times stronger than when Ling Xiao fought against the Huo Clan before, it made people tremble and feel at a loss and despair.

It was as if any living beings would turn into decay under the force of this sword, and there was no chance at all.

Helian Wuji's pupils were slightly condensed, exuding a dark green color.

I saw the totems all over his body began to bloom with demonic brilliance, and the momentum was at its peak, and on the two ancient knives, there were also endless divine patterns, facing the brilliance of the sword.

When the two knives fell, a bright galaxy seemed to emerge at the end of the world, gathering the supreme magic.

The holy voice of the Great Dao resounds through the universe.

Even behind Helian Wuji, there seems to be a ghostly figure standing upright, stirring the blue clouds, and hanging down the fairy charm of ten thousand ways.

terrible! !

In just one breath, cracks and dust were everywhere on the square.

And the sword glow also cut off Yin and Yang, and fell above Ling Xiao's head.

Seeing this scene, whether it is the contemporary people or those supreme powerhouses hiding in the dark, their minds are broken and their eyes are full of panic.

In this saber gesture, they seemed to see the traces of the long river of time, like reincarnation.

only! !

Just when the saber was about to fall on Ling Xiao's body, he heard the void tremble suddenly, and there was an incomparable fairy sound resounding through the world.

One after another sword shadows slashed out, and the holy power surged, like a great wall of sword energy, annihilated the sword's momentum in one breath.

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair raised, his clothes shaking.

"How can it be…"

Helian Wuji's face was pale, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

The Holy Sword of Hundred Paths should not be controlled by a contemporary person at all.

However, before he could be shocked, he saw Ling Xiao's palm suddenly protruding out, a hundred swords chanting together, destroying all ways, and falling down with a bang with the momentum of opening the sky.

"Buzz!"

Helian Wuji's eyes flickered, and he suddenly bowed his body, his muscles twitching.

On his back, a ghostly figure was shattering his body and struggling to get out.

"Aww!!!"

The resonant roar of wolves resounded through the land of God.

And Helian Wuji's figure climbed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until he was ten feet tall.

"Clang clang clang!!"

The drums of war became more and more urgent, and the terrifying demon power filled thousands of miles, covering the sun with clouds.

Everyone could only hear the sound of gold and iron joining together resounding from the place where the demonic aura was rolling, and a strong bloody aura rushed towards their faces.

But Helian Wuji's figure was directly pressed horizontally by the hundred swords, and he knelt on one knee, his whole body was covered with bloodstains, revealing his white bones, which was shocking.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao never took a step from the beginning to the end. Just waving his hand, he suppressed this descendant of Wan Yao Temple whose combat power was comparable to that of the contemporary sequence, and he was helpless to fight back.

"Helen..."

Huo Yunyi's lips trembled slightly, her heart was broken!

Rao is because of her indifferent temperament, looking at the miserable Helian Wuji at this time, her eyes are filled with mist.

"Emperor Lingxiao, he really deserves his reputation."

Helian Wuji took a deep breath, and stood up slowly, every movement affected the injuries on his body, and the blood spilled all over the ground.

"Are you still betting?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled. The reason why he didn't rush to kill Helian Wuji was because he was testing whether this minister of destiny had

The possibility of serving.

After all, an enemy's enemy is a friend, and since the Wan Yao Temple wants to leave the Jiezhu Hall, Ling Xiao doesn't mind helping him.

"Hehe, I made the emperor laugh. I, Helian Wuji, have no good qualities, except that I don't like to swallow what I said."

However, what surprised Ling Xiao a little was that this human wolf sword demon didn't show any regrets at all, instead his eyes burned with a stronger fighting spirit.

"Wolf demon blood, open!"

"boom!!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, countless bloodstains suddenly appeared on Helian Wuji's body.

And the aura on his body also rose instantly, faintly touching the threshold of the peak of the holy realm.

The originally towering muscles swelled again, like a hill, giving people great oppression.

Then, I saw him raise his head, smile brightly at Ling Xiao, showing a pair of sharp canine teeth, holding an ancient knife in his hand, and rushing towards him.

even! !

At this time, every step he took would crush the ground into pieces, exuding unparalleled ferocity.

"interesting."

Ling Xiao nodded and chuckled, and shook his palm suddenly, only to see a seemingly ordinary ancient battle spear emerge immediately, sweeping across the world.

The terrible sound of breaking wind roared away, smashing hard on Helian Wuji's blade.

"Puchi!"

Even though Helian Wuji's blood was fully opened, he still let out a muffled groan, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

At this time, Ling Xiao's battle spear does not contain a trace of spiritual power, it is completely cast with physical strength.

However, even so, it still shattered all of Helian Wuji's killing momentum.

only! !

Surprisingly, he still refused to take a step back, charging forward with a fearless attitude.

The drums of war are rushing, and the "boom, boom, boom" is shocking.

And that group of wolf youths are all clasping their palms, their eyes full of awe.

The wolves can die, but they will not retreat!