433: C433 War(6)

C433 War(6)

"Boom..." A figure flew backwards like a falling star, not slowing down in the slightest after being sent flying a hundred miles away.

"Eh? Is the Spirit Profound Clan in the upper realm so rich? A replica of the 'Eastern Emperor Bell'. This guy actually has such a divine weapon." Ye Wufeng let out a soft exclamation of surprise. Initially, he was thinking of punching him until his face was covered in flowers. He didn't expect that a defensive divine weapon would suddenly jump out and block his punch.

Stopping his body, Duyang Saint gasped for air. This punch... It was too fast, he couldn't even react in time. It was too powerful. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to resist it. If it wasn't for the automatic protection of the divine artifact, he would have been finished by this punch. Looking at the shallow fist mark left on the imitation Eastern Emperor Bell, he felt a chill run down his neck. There was actually someone who could punch a hole in the defensive divine artifact with his bare hands.

"Void Shattering Step!" The distance of a hundred miles was crossed with a single step.

"Sky Shaking Fist!"

"Sky Severing Finger! '"

"Heaven's Stomp!"

"Whip leg!"

"Elbow swing!"

After a series of close combat blows, Duyang Saint and the clock flew around in the air like a sandbag.

"Pu... Puff... " A mouthful of fresh blood was spat out as though it was free of charge. Putting aside the increasing number of fist imprints on the bell body for the time being, Duyang Saint, who was hiding inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, could not take it anymore. Every punch and kick contained a terrifying vibration. Although there was less than one percent of the force of the attack when it hit his body through the defensive divine tool, however, that wasn't something he could withstand.

"Speed Wind, speed Wind, quickly come and help. I'm not going to be able to hold on any longer. I called you here to help, not..." Duyang Saint's furious roar came to a halt. The Wind Speed Saint that he had specially summoned to help him was confronting a black insect. The black insect didn't move, it just laid there lazily. He didn't know whether it was sleeping or not, but the Wind Speed Saint was covering its face with both hands. There were tens of thousands of wounds all over its body that were bleeding. It was obvious that it was being attacked by something. It was ten thousand times more miserable than his current condition.

"Ah..." Hearing his words, the Wind Speed Saint couldn't help but let out a furious roar. “ You've caused me so much trouble! How dare you follow your orders and come here to die with me! " He was extremely aggrieved. The thing that he was most proud of was his speed. He was confident that he could easily save his life in front of a Saint with a higher cultivation base than him. That was why when Duyang Saint spent a huge sum of money to find him, he agreed without hesitation. If he couldn't win, then he would just run away. Anyway, there wouldn't be any danger. What he didn't expect was... He had just exchanged fire and he had already encountered two people who could restrain him. It wasn't one but two.

That black bug was just lying there, but in front of him, it was as if he was being suppressed by dozens of divine mountains. His speed was completely sealed, not to mention moving at high speed. He couldn't move at all. His most proficient long-range wind-type divine ability immediately defected as soon as it was used. Turning around to attack him, what made people speechless was that there was another thing with super fast speed that kept attacking him. It was so fast that he couldn't even see what hit him like this. All he could do was cover his face and get beaten up.

"Du Feng, you, how did you end up like this? Why are you standing there and getting beaten up?" Duyang Saint said in puzzlement.

"F * ck you, I don't even have the protection of a divine tool, the Eastern Emperor Bell. How could it not be so miserable? Do you think I don't want to run? That black bug can use Gravity Domain, I can't move at all. It's already good that I'm not crushed to death." The Wind Speed Saint roared again and again.

"Puff..." In an instant, another thousand wounds appeared, and blood gushed out from them.

Duyang Saint's eyes narrowed. This was too strange. He had no idea what was attacking him. How could there be such a fast attack? Unless...

"Time is still, hahaha..." The Wind Speed Saint laughed in extreme anger. Under this level of divine ability, there was no possibility of escaping at all.

Time is still? Duyang Saint felt as if he was struck by lightning. Wasn't this a great divine ability of time that only Venerables could master? Could it be that a Venerable was interfering?

"Humph, you still have the leisure to care about others?" Ye Wufeng coldly harrumphed. His right arm suddenly shook, and he struck out forty-nine punches in an instant.

"Forty-nine layers of Sky Shaking Fist!"

"The divine artifact, the Eastern Emperor Bell, finally couldn't bear the heavy burden. The surface of the Eastern Emperor Bell was covered with cracks and spider webs, and it shattered and collapsed.

"What?! You shattered the Eastern Emperor Bell?" Duyang Saint felt the world spinning around him. This Eastern Emperor Bell imitation was the ultimate treasure of Spirit Profound Clan. It wasn't that it was very powerful, but the significance of its existence. It was precisely because a powerful expert had bestowed this item to them tens of thousands of years ago that they were able to call themselves' royalty '. This thing was not his private property, but was temporarily kept by their faction. Duyang Saint had brought it out on his own accord this time. Now, the symbol of the royal family had been shattered. Even their branch wouldn't be able to bear the consequences of this.

"It's broken, it's broken! Du Yang, you... you have caused a huge disaster!" Du Feng's Saint roared in shock. It didn't even bother to use its arms to protect its face. The surviving Saint from the Spirit Profound Clan were all dumbfounded. It was over. Something big was going to happen!

Duyang Saint stared blankly at the divine tool fragments that filled the sky, his expression changing constantly. It was over. Not only him, but all the people he had brought with him were also finished. His bloodline was finished. The fury of the patriarch and the old ancestor was beyond imagination.

Suddenly, his face turned incomparably ferocious. Both of his eyes stared fiercely at Ye Wufeng like blood and said, "It's you. It's all your fault. Even if I die, I will never let you live a good life!"

Suddenly, his palm kept striking his chest, spurting out mouthfuls of blood essence.

Like a mad devil, he dipped his hand into the blood essence and drew a profound pattern.

"Kid, I want you to die with me!" Duyang Saint suddenly roared.

"Cannon fire, kill!"2

"Not good! Mr Ye, he has sacrificed all of his blood essence to give the order to the Void Warship! Run!" Ling Xuantian's facial expression changed drastically. He jumped out from the darkness and shouted.

"Rumble..." A terrifying cannon barrel extended from the Void Warship, and a terrifying black ball of light condensed from the black cannon barrel. The aura of destruction produced crackling sounds, and just by looking at it, one would be able to see the scene of the world being destroyed.

"Hahahaha... Die, die, everyone die together!" Duyang Saint had already fallen into a frenzied state.

"Du Yang, you have gone mad. You want us to die together with you?"

"I'm crazy! The Eastern Emperor Bell is destroyed! We're dead meat! Hahaha, hehehehe, die, die!"

"Rumble..."

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