Chapter 2466 2469 Ending 1

"The light of a grain of rice, dare to compete with the sun and the moon for glory!" Po Cang was not surprised when he saw the Samurai Spirit behind Mu Hanyan and the three of them, but just sneered contemptuously.

"Boom!" In the void, a group of colorful lights suddenly exploded. The static Void turbulence was instantly shattered, but a more powerful turbulent storm was set off.

Mu Hanyan and the Divine Lord and the Holy Master, like dead leaves in a storm, were directly thrown into the air, rolling endlessly in the turbulent current.

Finally, the three of them struggled to stabilize their bodies and looked at Po Cang again, all with shock on their faces.

At this time, the faces of the three people were all pale, and the red blood slowly seeped from the corners of their mouths, and the Shenwu Samurai Soul behind them was obviously a bit illusory.

One move, just one move, three of the top powerhouses in the Sacred Continent—the powerhouses who have stepped into the realm of divine martial arts, were injured by Po Cang’s sword like this.

On the other hand, Po Cang, on the other hand, was unscathed, and his expression did not even change.

This is the strength of Demon Lord Po Cang, which is by no means comparable to Mie Qianhen Futian and others.

"As expected of the former god emperor and holy emperor, in such a low-level plane, he was able to regain such strength, but you think that with you and these two ants, you can stop my demon. Is it Jun Pocang?" Po Cang said proudly, holding the magic knife in his hand, approaching Mu Hanyan and the others step by step.

If Mie Qianhen and others were replaced, at this time, perhaps at the cost of submission, there would be a way for the Divine Master to live, but he was too lazy to say such words, because he was a Demon Lord and had a reputation as a The pride of the Demon Lord, unless the Divine Lord and the Holy Lord take the initiative to surrender to him, how can he tell the ants in his eyes what conditions.

The three of Mu Hanyan looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Po Cang's words were extremely arrogant and arrogant, but they could not admit that he did have the qualifications to be arrogant and arrogant.

However, after all, two of the three are the true masters of the Sacred Continent, and the other is a former Divine Sovereign, so they will never lose their fighting spirit. On the contrary, Po Cang's arrogance and contempt completely aroused them. As the strongest warriors in the land, they also have their own pride.

"Shengwei, God!" The Holy Master pressed the injury and flew up again.

"God rises, God destroys!" The god master made a seal with one hand, and the sword danced in the sky.

"Bahuang, Shenmie!" Mu Hanyan also shot at the same time.

"Looking for death! With such strength, how dare you repeatedly provoke the majesty of my Demon Lord!" Po Cang shouted angrily, and slashed out again.

Mu Hanyan was nothing to do. Even the two ants in his eyes, the Holy Master and the Divine Master, dared to make another move even when he knew that he was defeated. In Po Cang's view, this was clearly an act of majesty towards his Demon Sovereign. provocative. Under the anger, a Shenwu Samurai Spirit that was almost the same height as his deity appeared behind him and cut out a long sword at the same time.

All around, Feng Qingyu, Huayue, Mu Beichen, Lu Nianxin, Luo Shuiyi and others all changed their faces.

With the previous knife, Po Cang obviously had the upper hand before he did his best. This time, he was angry and sacrificed the Shenwu Samurai Soul, and this Shenwu Samurai Soul was almost the same as the deity. Can the three of Han Yan resist? The moment when this knife fell, it was likely the moment when Mu Hanyan, the Divine Master and the Holy Master all annihilated their souls.

Their hands clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, exhausted all the strength of the whole body, and gathered all the spiritual thoughts, but under the suppression of Po Cang's divine might, they were still unable to make a move.

"Hey..." At this moment, there was a soft sigh in everyone's ears.

This sigh is so desolate, so far away, it seems to have traveled through billions of years of time and space, and has gone through thousands of vicissitudes of life, but it seems to sound deep in my heart, with endless joys and sorrows of life and death. All joys and sorrows.

Just in that sigh, the Shenwu Samurai Soul behind Po Cang shook violently, like a petrochemical motionless.

"Heaven and earth, seal the devil!"

"Feng Wu, Tyrant Saber!"

"Huntian, sword formation!"

"Leiyin, Jiandang!"

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At this moment, Feng Qingyu and the others were surprised to find that Po Cang's powerful divine might had lost its effectiveness.

In an instant, countless sword beams crossed the void, facing the Void Breaking Sword Death.

With the loud bang of "Boom", 10,000 points of starlight sprinkled into the void, shining like stars.

With Po Cang as the center, a powerful turbulent storm surged and roared. Mu Hanyan, the Divine Master, Feng Qingyu, Lu Nianxin and others were swept away by the turbulent storm again.

But this time, Po Cang was also unsteady, and he stepped back several dozen feet before he stabilized his body. Taking a closer look, the dark-gold armor on his body actually had tiny cracks.

The most surprising thing is that his Shenwu Samurai Soul still maintains the posture of holding a long sword high, standing still like petrification, motionless.

How is this going? Mu Hanyan and the others couldn't help but look at that god-martial samurai spirit in doubt.

They knew very well that if it wasn't for the Shenwu Samurai Soul suddenly standing still, with their strength, even if everyone joined forces, they would definitely not be Po Cang's opponent. However, isn't the Shenwu Samurai Soul condensed from the deity's spiritual sense? How could it suddenly stop and not be controlled by Po Cang?

Soon, they had the answer.

"The sigh of the gods and demons is the sighs of the gods and demons!" Behind Po Cang, a strong man of gods and martial arts said tremblingly, with a look of extreme awe in his eyes.

"Zhanyuan, it turns out to be you!" Po Cang's gaze turned to the Sacred Continent, as if penetrating the sky.

It was only then that Mu Hanyan and the others understood that it was Zhan Yuan who made the move, and then controlled Po Cang's Shenwu Samurai and saved their lives.

In the ancient wasteland, Zhan Yuan looked up, as if he could see through the sky, looking directly at Po Cang's gaze.

"Go, kill him!" Po Cang waved his arm, pointed to the sacred continent below, and ordered several subordinates.

"Yes, my lord!" Although several people were in awe of Zhan Yuan, they did not dare to disobey Po Cang's order, and flew towards the Holy Continent at the same time.

"Stop them!" Mu Hanyan took the lead in attacking the few Shenwu powerhouses.

She knew best about Zhan Yuan's situation. Although she didn't know what method he used to display the sigh of the gods and demons and imprison Po Cang's Shenwu Samurai, she was sure that in such a short period of time, it would never be possible for Zhan Yuan. To regain strength, there is only one way to die in the face of these powerful warriors.

As soon as Zhan Yuan died, Po Cang's Shenwu Samurai would no longer be restricted, and at that time, no one would be his opponent.

And relying solely on the Sword Saints and Spiritual Priests stationed on the edge of the mainland and the void, it is difficult to stop these few powerful warriors.

The Divine Master and the others were also very aware of this, and as soon as Mu Hanyan finished speaking, he attacked the few strong Divine Martial Artists at the same time.

It's a pity, with Po Cang, how could it be possible for them to get their wish!