A Washed-Up Martial Arts Master Reborn Thirty Years Ago

Chapter 397 Beheading

The powerful force of Patriarch Sikong burst out.

At this moment,

he burned the vast sea of ​​mana in his body, and formed a seal with his palms, which was similar to the heaven and earth, and unimaginable energy gathered on it!

Just the release of breath made the heaven and earth shake violently at this moment!

In an instant,

Yang Qingyun felt that there was a visible and invisible thought locking his position!

He had a feeling that,

even if he turned into a sword light and crossed the world, he could not escape this attack!

That feeling,

like being watched by the eyes of the sky,

even if he escaped to the ends of the earth,

the next moment, the boundless and terrifying killing calamity of the sky would come, and he and the whole world would be wiped out and destroyed!

This is the strongest killing move of Patriarch Sikong.

It is the bottom-line means he uses to win the battle when fighting against enemies at the same level of the virtual realm!

The price of burning more than 90% of the mana in the body is to control the destructive power beyond the level of his own realm!

This move,

He had killed a powerful man in the Void Realm head-on!

The light of the whole world dimmed, as if suppressed by this extremely terrifying power!

"Can't escape!"

Yang Qingyun's face was solemn.

At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss,

where there was no escape,

where there was no escape!

And that kind of power to destroy the world, as the killing move of Sikong Patriarch against the powerful men of the same level, possessed a terrifying power that Yang Qingyun could not resist even if he exhausted all his means!

Even if he was brilliant and talented, he could not find any means to withstand this attack!

Even if he had practiced to the level of golden body and jade bones, and his body was flawless, enough to withstand the attack of a powerful man in the Void Realm,

but in front of this desperate killing move of Sikong Patriarch,

they would definitely be wiped out!

Sikong Patriarch condensed his palms, and the space of thousands of feet in radius was dark at this moment, and the dark abyss where you couldn't see your hand spread, as if large areas of space were swallowed by that move!

In the distant sky, the celestial phenomena seemed to be moved by its great power. Electric snakes as thick as buckets danced wildly above the sky, splitting the dark clouds and chaos, reflecting the paleness of the world!

But the terrible thunder and lightning did not make too loud a sound,

It seemed that the loud roar of thunder was suppressed by the power emitted from it!

The terrible power gathered,

Until the breath rose to the peak, the whole sky seemed to droop down!

Ancestor Sikong panted slightly, his face was a little pale, obviously this move was also extremely consuming for him, but at this time he showed a grim smile on his face.

"Die!"

Ancestor Sikong raised his hand,

The power that gathered to destroy the world was about to fall,

If this attack was launched,

Even with Yang Qingyun's background and means, he would definitely be killed on the spot without any resistance!

After all, this is a powerful killing move that is enough to kill the great power of the virtual realm,

He has no means to compete with it!

But at this moment,

just as the Heaven-Destroying Seal in Sikong Patriarch's palm was about to fall,

the panic on Yang Qingyun's face disappeared, replaced by a sneer, his mouth slightly opened and closed, and he whispered in a low voice:

"It's over."

Before Sikong Patriarch could react,

suddenly,

he felt that there seemed to be some power suddenly emanating from the place where the knife wound on his waist was lingering,

and it spread out in an instant.

That kind of power was invisible and intangible, neither the will of the sword, nor the true essence of the qi, nor the soul.

Sikong Patriarch even wondered if this was his own illusion.

But then,

the sight in front of him suddenly changed,

the dark sky with dancing electric snakes in front of him, the fragmented earth, and the storm sweeping between heaven and earth all disappeared quickly.

Instead, there was the blue sky, the verdant earth, and the mountain gate of Xuanling Sect not far away.

He was suspended in mid-air,

The breeze blew past him, the leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound, and the disciples of the sect came and went in front of the mountain gate, chatting lively.

Everything was peaceful and good,

where was the violent scene of the doomsday disaster?

"What? Not good!"

Ancestor Sikong was stunned, and then his face changed drastically.

He was shocked,

the scene in front of him was instantly shattered like glass!

But before he could completely return to reality,

a brilliant sword light appeared in front of him,

the sword light seemed to be emitted from the endless stars in the sky, crossing the boundless void and descending, cutting off the heaven and earth, dividing yin and yang,

the layers of space were cut open like a flowing mirror, the sword light jumped out, and suddenly passed through his eyebrows!

In an instant,

Ancestor Sikong's figure suddenly froze there,

all his movements stopped at that moment,

as if the space was solidified,

even the vitality was completely dissipated at this moment!

Patriarch Sikong died.

When the knife that cut off the yin and yang pierced through his forehead, his soul and mind were completely destroyed by this knife!

Then,

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

Between his palms, the condensed Heaven-Destroying Seal had no power to maintain, and the boundless power within it exploded, and the terrifying energy storm swept across the entire world!

The land with a radius of dozens of miles was shattered in an instant, and endless dust rose into the sky. Along with the blazing energy, a fireball like a huge sun rose into the sky, forming a huge mushroom cloud!

Feeling the heaven-destroying fluctuations,

The tens of thousands of warriors from the two major sects of the Holy Ji Sect and the Xuanling Sect gathered at Baili Kaiwai looked at this scene with blank eyes.

With such a terrifying burst of power, even the warriors at the Grand Master level within a radius of ten miles will be destroyed to pieces by this force!

"Hiss, such a terrifying power! How is Senior Brother Yang Qingyun doing?"

While everyone was shocked by the appearance, they were also worried.

Those who have mastered the path of martial arts come first. Regardless of the time of entry or age, Yang Qingyun is the junior of most of the same sects of the sect gathered here.

But the strength he showed and his undefeated power against the Void Realm were undoubtedly recognized by everyone present.

Therefore, some people call him senior brother neatly.

"With this level of power, I'm afraid the consequences will be bad!"

Some people are worried.

This level of power fluctuations, even the collision caused by the desperate confrontation between virtual realm powers, is nothing more than this.

Then Yang Qingyun is only at the late stage of the Grand Master Realm, can he survive?

concern,

Worry,

anger,

Sighs and many other emotions filled the air among everyone in the Shengji Sect.

Although Yang Qingyun's previously shown strength was extremely terrifying, not many people were optimistic about him under this fluctuation.

But after a dozen breaths,

The earth-shattering impact gradually dissipated, and the aftermath of the shock still existed in the world, but it gradually settled down.

There was some kind of fluctuation not far away,

Many fellow disciples raised their heads one after another.

The expression on his face froze, and soon turned into shock and disbelief!

In the sky where the battle was taking place in the distance, a bloody light appeared, red clouds reflected the sky, and a faint whimpering sound came from the air.

This is

The celestial phenomenon of the fall of the virtual realm power!

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