The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

"Kill!"

At Huang Wuji's command, Di Chen, Wu Yuan and others rushed towards Ji Feixue, Ye Yuanming and others like tigers coming down the mountain.

Huang Wuji handed the purple gold halberd to Wu Yuan. Among the two peak legendaries on their side, Wu Yuan's strength was stronger than Cao Yin, and he was only a few laws away from becoming a great legend.

With the blessing of the purple gold halberd, he could fight against a great legend alone.

And his opponent was not Ye Yuanming, but Ji Feixue.

Ye Yuanming had the immortal weapon Juque Sword. Although his strength was a little weaker than Ji Feixue, with the immortal weapon in hand, the combat power he could exert was stronger than Ji Feixue, and he needed Huang Wuji to deal with him.

"Huang Wuji, you are looking for death, you are seeking your own death! Whatever, you are still dreaming of plotting against us, today we will completely destroy you all, kill!"

Ji Feixue and Ye Yuanming shouted angrily, they already knew the plan of Chen Fan and his team, although they were shocked, they also sneered.

Is it possible to quickly devour their troops?

They have already seen that most of the people on the Tianwu Continent are here, Chen Fan only brought a few people to the southwest desert to attract attention, and their strength is still the weakest.

With the strength of Luo Hao and Jiang Xian, it is easy to destroy Chen Fan and his team, without any effort.

As long as they delay until Luo Hao and Jiang Xian come back to help, then they can attack both ways, and that will be the day when Huang Wuji and his team will be destroyed.

"Hmph, die!"

Huang Wuji's face did not change at all, and the evil-suppressing knife appeared in his hand.

Instantly, a fierce and murderous aura that made people's souls tremble swept out, making the whole world dark.

Chen Fan had already told Huang Wuji about the power of the sword of suppressing evil, which has a great impact on the soul of a warrior. If it is used too much, it is likely to be backfired, and it will become a machine that only knows how to kill.

At this moment, as soon as he activated the sword of suppressing evil, he immediately felt that his soul was hit by a violent impact, and his mind seemed to sink directly into the hell of killing, and his eyes were blood red.

But Huang Wuji was well prepared, and he held on to the spiritual platform, so that he would not be affected by this fierce intention.

Boom!

There was no extra nonsense, no gorgeous movements, just pouring the true essence into the sword of suppressing evil, and slashing directly at Ye Yuanming.

At the moment when Huang Wuji took out the sword of suppressing evil, Ye Yuanming and Ji Feixue felt their souls tremble, and they felt an inexplicable chill, and the illusion of the killing field seemed to appear in front of them.

When Huang Wuji slashed with a knife, the terrifying death knife light directly split the space and slashed down at him, Ye Yuanming only felt that his soul seemed to sink into hell.

"What kind of knife is this!"

But he immediately came to his senses, his face was horrified, and he felt the breath of death from this knife.

He moved without slowing down, and directly urged the Juque sword in his hand, turning it into a door-board sword shadow of a hundred feet in size, and slashed directly at the terrifying knife light that was tearing over.

Puff.

However, this door-board sword shadow of a hundred feet in size was torn into pieces by the knife light of the evil knife in an instant, and continued to slash towards Ye Yuanming with the same fierceness.

"What?"

This scene frightened Ye Yuanming so much that his face turned pale, and he quickly blocked the Juque sword in front of him.

Bang!

The terrifying knife light hit the Juque sword fiercely, and Ye Yuanming clearly heard the cracking sound in the midst of a burst of fire.

At the same time, his arm holding the sword was numb, and the Juque sword hit him fiercely, causing him to spit blood and fly backwards.

"Kill!"

Huang Wuji was like a god of war, unstoppable, with a terrifying aura surging from his body. He stepped wildly and urged the sword to cut Ye Yuanming, who was chopped away.

Bang!

The space trembled and the air exploded.

The terrifying sword light was like lightning, and it instantly killed Ye Yuanming. He didn't even have time to react before the sword light chopped on the Juque sword again.

Dang!

A crisp and pleasant sound rang out, and Ye Yuanming felt as if he was hit hard by an ancient sacred mountain. His internal organs were ruptured and displaced, and his bones seemed to have turned into powder, and blood spurted out like crazy.

"Die!"

Huang Wuji raised his sword and cut again. The terrifying sword light was like a death warrant.

Bang!

The Juque sword could no longer resist this sword.

Dense cracks appeared on the door-like sword body. With a bang, it finally broke into pieces, leaving only the hilt in Ye Yuanming's hand.

Some of the sword body fragments even penetrated Ye Yuanming's body with terrible impact, blood gushed out, and he screamed.

The Juque Sword was broken!

It was directly destroyed by the three swords of Huang Wuji. It was a low-grade immortal weapon.

"Ahhh!"

Ye Yuanming screamed miserably. The Juque Sword was destroyed, and he was bearing the terrifying power of the three swords, especially the last one. He even felt that he had been split in two.

Boom!

Ye Yuanming fell directly to the ground like a cannonball, and large areas of trees were destroyed.

For a moment, there was a brief silence in the space.

Even the two parties who had already collided and started a fierce fight stopped in an instant.

Ji Feixue, who was fighting madly with Wu Yuan, seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water.

Ye Yuanming, was defeated so quickly?

Three swords!

Huang Wuji only slashed three swords, and Ye Yuanming, who had the immortal weapon in his hand, was seriously injured by the sword.

At this moment, Ji Feixue shuddered directly, and a chill from the depths of his bones rushed straight to his forehead.

Originally, they planned to drag Luo Hao and Jiang Xian to deal with Chen Fan and others, and then rush to join them and annihilate Huang Wuji and his men in one fell swoop.

But now...

They just started fighting, and Ye Yuanming, a great legendary strongman, was seriously injured by three swords, and even the immortal weapon Juque sword was broken.

All of a sudden, he felt his heart falling into the abyss.

Escape!

In an instant, Ji Feixue had only this thought in his mind.

Ye Yuanming would definitely not survive. He was seriously injured, and Huang Wuji could kill him with a slap if he wanted to.

Ye Yuanming is dead, and it's his turn next!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

In the blink of an eye, Ji Feixue let out a long roar, and while shouting, his figure rushed towards the distance like an arrow.

As for whether others can escape alive, he can't care.

He is now terrified and dare not delay at all.

"Ji Feixue, damn your grandma!"

On the ground, Ye Yuanming, who was severely injured, saw Ji Feixue's whole body turned into a stream of light, fleeing at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

However, what responded to him was Huang Wuji's terrifying palm print, which fell from the sky and directly slapped him into a pool of meat paste.