I'm picking up pieces in the post-apocalyptic world

Chapter 1038 Killing With One Sword

"Oh my god! Su Chen has been promoted to the fifth stage of the holy rank!"

"How did he do that?"

Seeing this scene, all around were exclaimed.

They could see clearly that before Su Chen clearly only had the cultivation base of the third stage of the holy stage, but he was promoted to the level of the fifth stage of the holy stage in a blink of an eye.

It made him feel extremely surprised and unbelievable.

At the same time, I also understood, no wonder Su Chen dared to challenge the sixth stage of the holy stage, because he had the trump card in his hand to advance at any time.

Qi Qingquan and the others froze for a moment, then became excited.

Su Chen's combat power is far superior to that of the same level, and killing the enemy by leapfrogging is as easy as eating and drinking.

Promoted to the fifth stage of the Holy Stage, it is absolutely possible to crush Fan Xian and others.

"This guy really came prepared!"

The people of the five super races sighed with lingering fear.

Before, they wanted to make trouble against Su Chen.

Fortunately, after listening to the words of the ancestor of the undead race, he did not act rashly.

Otherwise, he would definitely be slaughtered by Su Chen.

The expressions of Fan Xian and the others also changed.

Su Chen's promotion to the fifth stage of the holy stage was completely beyond their expectations and made them feel heavy pressure.

The shadow of the tree of names.

Su Chen's reputation for killing enemies by jumping up and down has already spread.

Then can they still kill Su Chen?

At this moment, the four of Fan Xian felt a little uneasy.

But this is the end of the matter, and it's hard to get off the tiger.

Even if they don't kill Su Chen, Su Chen will definitely not let them go.

So there was only one way left, and that was to kill Su Chen.

"He is only the fifth stage of the holy stage, there is nothing to be afraid of, let's join forces and kill him!"

Fan Siyang pulled himself together, roared loudly, and rushed towards Su Chen first.

Han Jianyi and the other three also understood the truth, gritted their teeth, and followed behind Fan Siyang.

"Unbelievable!"

There was a look of disdain on the corner of Su Chen's mouth.

Just as the four of Fan Xian charged forward, a hundred long swords full of lightning appeared muran above his head.

Each handle exudes a terrifying thunder wave, which has reached the level of a sacred weapon.

Oh my God!

All are holy swords!

The moment the hundred holy swords appeared, everyone was stunned.

They have all seen holy swords before, but the appearance of a hundred of them at once brought them an indescribable shock.

"How did he do it?"

Fan Xian's eyes widened, filled with a layer of deep horror.

He really couldn't imagine how a person could control a hundred holy swords?

If the hundred holy swords attack them, even if they have the means to reach the sky, they will never survive!

Gu Chun was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ran away.

"We're all waiting to die!"

Su Chen would not let anyone go, and kept a distance from Fan Xian and the others.

Immediately, a hundred thunder-type holy swords were chopped off.

During the flight, they continuously gathered together, like a galaxy, exuding bright light and terrifying destructive power.

"Fight him!"

Fan Siyang roared desperately, and quickly pulled out a shield the size of Zhang Xu to block in front of him.

He knew very well that it was too late to escape now, and the only way was to desperately resist.

"But... can you resist it?"

Facing the extremely terrifying Hundred Swords Guiyi ultimate move, Fan Xian's heart completely collapsed, and he stood there dumbfounded.

Han Jianyi lost his soul in the same fright, and turned around and ran away just like Gu Chun.

However, under the shadow of Hundred Swords Returning to One, everything they did was in vain.

The next moment, there was a loud bang.

The thunder-type holy sword that merged into one quickly slashed down.

The four of Fan Siyang were all turned into powder, and there were no bones left.

(End of this chapter)