He drew the sword out of its sheath, and a golden sword light appeared.
This was an attack in which Zi Chen used up his last trace of holy power. The entire golden sword light, in addition to the power of the sword drawing technique itself, also contained Zi Chen's holy power.
The sword light cut through the void and moved straight forward. The light continued to expand, like a horse training.
This sword light is very bright, but not as dazzling as those energies, and even looks soft.
Geng Lan had long known that Zi Chen had this trick. He had seen it with his own eyes and was frightened away by this weird thing. He had always been wary and had reservations.
In other words, he has been waiting for Zi Chen to use this move.
Zi Chen finally used it when his defense was gone and when the energy in his body was out of control. It must be said that the timing was very precise and in place, and the sword was also very timely.
If he was unprepared, no saint would be able to block this sword.
But now, for Geng Lan who was well prepared, this sword... was still very strong and still unstoppable.
The moment he saw the light of the sword, Geng Lan's pupils shrank suddenly, and deep fear emerged in his heart. He saw the light of the sword and deliberately defended himself, but found that his movements changed and he was unable to catch up with the light of the sword. line speed.
In his eyes, whether the sword was prepared or unprepared was the same, because there was no way to avoid it.
It was hard for him to imagine that there was such an unavoidable sword in the world.
Now Geng Lan can finally understand why Luo Fei couldn't dodge this knife back then. Now it's his turn. Even if he had expected it, he couldn't dodge it.
There is no way to avoid it, only defense.
The shining sword light passed over Geng Lan's body and continued to spread hundreds of meters backwards before dissipating.
Geng Lan's expression froze, and he stared at Zi Chen with disbelief in his eyes.
He had expected this strike, had been waiting for it, and was always prepared. But he didn't expect that he couldn't dodge it.
There was silence all around, a dead silence.
Everyone was staring blankly at the field, not knowing what the specific result would be.
Could it be that Saint Geng Lan was killed by a heavenly sword with just one blow?
"impossible."
Geng Yuanmin didn't believe that a powerful saint could be killed like this, and beheaded with one sword, even though Zi Chen's sword did look extraordinary.
On the other side, Feilang and the saint of the Nico family also did not believe that Geng Lan would die like this.
Zi Chen also didn't believe that Geng Lan would die. He stared at Geng Lan's indifferent expression with a sneer and said indifferently: "There is no point in acting in front of me."
There was a glimmer of light in Geng Lan's frozen expression. His eyes regained their vitality, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said to Zi Chen: "You..."
"Buzz."
However, with just one word, he saw a golden light beside Zi Chen. This golden light was a sword that had shrunk many times. The surface of his body was completely enveloped by the holy power, like a holy sword.
As the light trembled, the holy sword flew towards Geng Lan at an even faster speed.
Zi Chen's sarcastic words sounded: "Don't think that I don't know. Your soul has suffered a great deal of damage, and you still want to hide it in front of me. You are simply ignorant."
The sword spirit passed directly between Geng Lan's eyebrows, and the holy power belonging to Zi Chen fully exploded in the opponent's sea of consciousness. The already severely injured soul let out a shrill scream, and then was extinguished in the scream.
Geng Lan's vitality disappeared, and the light of holy power flowing on his body converged. A line of blood appeared from between his eyebrows, and then spread downwards. His body was divided into two and fell towards the earth.
The Saint is indeed very powerful, but Zi Chen's methods are endless, and the knife just now dealt Geng Lan a fatal blow.
If Zi Chen's perfect spiritual mind wasn't paying attention to all of this, he would definitely think that Geng Lan was dead, and the other party would also cheat his death and give him a fatal blow.
Unfortunately, with the lessons learned from Geng Lan's hiding last time, Zi Chen would not make the same mistake again. The sword spirit that appeared subsequently gathered the holy power that had just been recovered in Zi Chen's body and killed Geng Lan.
Geng Lan's body fell to the ground, making a loud noise, but the surroundings remained quiet.
Everyone seemed to be petrified, staring blankly at the venue.
A heavenly realm actually killed a saint.
The person killed was still a senior saint, not an injured saint like Luo Fei.
Geng Yuanming's face has lost all color. He just wants to fight for his own destiny. Before coming, he and his family have gone through many deductions and are very sure that the Yao clan will be destroyed this time, and for To be on the safe side, fortunately, we paid some price to call the Nico family.
But the result was that all three saints in their family were killed this time.
This loss is the Geng family's biggest loss after the last turbulent battle. Under such circumstances, their position as the dominant force may be shaken.
"How could this happen?" Looking at Geng Lan's body, Geng Yuanming could not accept the scene before him, and the Geng family disciples were also completely desperate.
There was silence all around, and this result was beyond all expectations.
"It's terrible, it's really terrible. The three saints from the Geng family were killed like this." The faces of Mugang outside showed deep horror.
The expressions of the people around him were not much different from his.
Three of the six saints were killed in this way, and the whereabouts of one was unknown. The remaining two were restrained by Guangyao.
Zi Chen's current state seems to be very weak. In order to kill Geng Lan, he has consumed too much energy. At this moment, his heart and the colorful holy tree are constantly replenishing the consumed holy power for him. As long as he is given After a period of time, he will soon be full of energy, and soon he will be able to kill a saint again.
Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Feilang and the remaining saint looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.
At this moment, they were not afraid of Guangyao, but Zichen.
The latter obviously has such powerful combat power before he has even broken through and become a saint. Once he breaks through, wouldn't he be able to challenge several saints?
Leaving the other party behind would inevitably become a serious problem, so the two of them rushed towards Zi Chen without hesitation.
During this period, Guangyao did not stop the two of them because his reaction was slower.
"Uh-huh." "Uh-huh."
The two charged forward, targeting Zi Chen. They wanted to kill Zi Chen while he was weak.
Seeing the two men rushing towards him, Zi Chen had just recovered some holy power and began to surge. Then he held the scabbard in his left hand and placed it across his chest. His right hand rested on the handle of the knife, and a powerful aura was released. .
The two people walking forward felt Zi Chen's still strong aura, their expressions were slightly startled, and their speed slowed down a bit.
But after just one meal, the two of them accelerated again.
But at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from a lonely building.
The moment they heard the scream, the two of them stopped completely and looked back.
In front of my sight, somewhere on a plain, there was a three-story castle standing. All the buildings around it were shattered in the battle just now, but this castle was still there. On top of that castle, there were words There are three big characters on it: Treasure Pavilion, which looks like a treasure house of the Yao clan.
The screams were echoing. Many people didn't understand who made the screams, but the two saints from the Nico family knew very well that the screams were their companions, the ones who disappeared inexplicably before. Saint.
He entered the treasure pavilion for some unknown reason, and now listening to the scream that has disappeared, it seems that he has been killed.
The closed castle door opened, and Zhongdian appeared at the door, looking at the two saints with an indifferent expression. In his hand, he was also carrying a corpse, which was the corpse of the saint.
One more saint dies, leaving two remaining.
The two of them looked at Zhongdian, their hearts trembling with fear, and they had the urge to run away.
But for some unknown reason, Zhongdian did not walk out of the Treasure Pavilion. Instead, he stood beside the open door and looked at the two of them coldly.
"Uh-huh."
During such a delay, Guangyao came to Zi Chen's side.
The two saints were obviously shocked by Zhongdian's appearance and had no time to pay attention to Zi Chen. They were frightened and their expressions changed, but soon, they looked at each other again, and there was some kind of fluctuation in their eyes.
"Go to hell."
Not knowing whether they had guessed Zhongdian's situation, the two of them ignored Zhongdian standing in front of the castle, but turned around and rushed towards Zi Chen, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
The shining jade hand was pointed out, and a golden light blocked the two of them, while Zi Chen took advantage of the moment when the opponent attacked and began to retreat.
He deliberately activated the effects of the Seven-Colored Holy Tree and the Heart of the Gods, and saw the auras of heaven and earth from all directions converging crazily towards Zi Chen. At the same time, these auras were constantly converted into holy power after encountering the Seven-Colored Sacred Tree.
There was silence all around, the fighting had stopped long ago, and the life and death of the tribe completely depended on this battle of saints.
"The Brilliant Slash of Light."
A cold low drink came from Guangyao's mouth, and a large piece of golden light manifested into a sharp blade of light in front of her. The sharp blade exuded the unique fiery aura of the Yao clan.
"Peng."
Guangyao's attack met with the Saint's blow, and a violent energy shock erupted. At the same time, the Saint's body also flew backwards. During the flight, blood overflowed from the corners of the opponent's mouth and a look of shock appeared on his face.
Obviously fighting alone, he is no match for Guangyao.
Feilang, on the other hand, charged towards Zi Chen, and his strength was comparable to Geng Lan.
"boom."
A burst of energy exploded in front of Zi Chen, and the resulting wave shook Zi Chen away, but did not hurt Zi Chen at all. During this period, Zi Chen continued to recover his energy consumption.
Under extreme speed, Zi Chen kept dodging, and Feilang seemed unable to do anything to him.
Looking at such a battle, many people showed worries on their faces. It was obvious that if Zi Chen recovered his energy consumption during the retreat, he could kill Feilang like he killed Geng Lan.
Another saint, who was very different from Guangyao, had suffered some minor injuries at this moment.
If this continues, the final victory will be won by the Yao clan.
But in such a situation, even outsiders watching the battle can see why the two saints on the field did not flinch.
There was Geng Yuanming on the other side. He stood in the sky, his pale face full of resentment, and he also had no intention of backing down.
Xingchen was recovering from his injuries quickly, and all his attention fell on Geng Yuanming to prevent him from suddenly escaping.
Geng Yuanming, who had a gloomy expression, suddenly showed a sneer on his face, and two powerful auras of saints appeared from the horizon.
