Chapter 865 Return to Dust

After Shangguan Lianyue performed the ultimate secret of the Wedding Dress Divine Art, Chu Yu was enveloped by the radiance released from her body.

In an instant, he felt a strong, vigorous, pure and vigorous true energy entering his body. He was too familiar with this power. Wasn't it Shangguan Lianyue's true energy?

"Lianyue, what are you doing?" Chu Yu asked. In fact, he already had the answer in his mind, but if he did this, Shangguan Lianyue's cultivation would disappear.

Who has not experienced untold hardships to cultivate to their level? Talent, potential, luck, and skills are all indispensable. From a certain level, losing their cultivation is more difficult for them to accept than losing their lives.

"Don't think too much, do as Han Xu tells you." Shangguan Lianyue said. Chu Yu also knew that now was not the time to hesitate. He also believed in Han Xu's character. If Han Xu had other ways, he would definitely not sacrifice Shangguan Lianyue in exchange for victory.

So, Chu Yu calmed his mind, and a simple flying knife appeared in his left hand. This flying knife was the same as the one Chu Ziyan had used before, and they were both flying knives that the Hidden Sword God had used before.

This flying knife was sharper and more powerful than the flying knife in Chu Ziyan's hand, and it also contained a trace of the will of the Sword God. It can be said to be one of the strongest weapons in the Three Realms. From the perspective of power alone, it is not even inferior to the artifact.

The surging power injected into his body in an instant made Chu Yu's skin begin to crack. He felt that his meridians seemed to be burst by the huge true energy. Chu Yu did not have a strong body like Han Xu, and it was still very difficult for him to accept the full power of a peerless supreme in a short period of time.

However, Chu Yu endured the pain in his body and tried his best to run the Phantom Flying Knife Technique. Three flowers appeared on his head, and he had already gathered the momentum.

At this moment, the huge pressure from Chu Yu's body could no longer be concealed. A dazzling light rose, and Zhuge Zhaixing's expression changed drastically. From this light, he felt a huge crisis.

"How could there be such a strong power fluctuation?" Zhuge Zhaixing felt the breath coming from the innate formation, and was also very shocked. He always had a plan, but when the plan came to the last step this time, he repeatedly encountered unexpected situations.

In fact, it was not Zhuge Zhaixing's fault. It was because the last move of the wedding dress magic skill had never been used by anyone in the Three Realms, and he had no way of knowing the relevant information in advance.

However, although he was surprised, he was not panicked. The innate formation gathered all the supreme luck in the Three Realms, and even the space barrier of the Three Thousand Worlds could be broken, not to mention suppressing several world-class supremes in the Three Realms.

Zhuge Zhaixing quickly formed seals with both hands, and a terrible storm suddenly blew up in the innate formation, and unmatched power attacked everyone indiscriminately.

The Buddha's golden body suddenly swelled, and the angry Vajra Dharma image supported a starry sky, and took the initial attack.

However, the Buddha's power could not last too long. After a few breaths, the golden body was broken, and blood flowed from the corners of the Buddha's mouth, but he still defended immortality and used his body to block in front of everyone.

At the moment when the Buddha's golden body was broken, Chu Yu's eyes burst into a terrible brilliance. His left hand drew a perfect arc in the air, and the flying knife was shot, turning into a stream of light and running towards Zhuge Zhaixing.

This stream of light seemed to be the only color between heaven and earth, time and space seemed to solidify, and only the flying knife was still moving.

In a short moment, it seemed like a hundred years had passed. The flying knife carried the power of thunder and fire, and the colorful stream of light continued to expand in Zhuge Zhaixing's pupils.

He wanted to move aside to avoid it, but a fierce murderous aura had already locked him firmly. He knew that he would not give up until this knife hit him.

The phantom flying knife never misses its target. Once it is launched, it will definitely hit the target.

Therefore, Zhuge Zhaixing could only choose to take it head-on. He controlled the innate formation to shoot out gorgeous streams of light to intercept the flying knife, but the flying knife faced the power of the innate formation and was unstoppable. In a flash, it hit Zhuge Zhaixing.

The next moment, blood bloomed.

"Hit!" Leng Zong supported the exhausted Chu Yu and Shangguan Lianyue, staring at the direction of Zhuge Zhaixing, not only him, but also others.

Unfortunately, Zhuge Zhaixing's figure was still there. Although the flying knife hit him, it still deviated slightly from the original direction under the layers of attack of the innate formation and failed to hit the vital point. It only penetrated Zhuge Zhaixing's left shoulder.

"Hahaha, it seems that the heavens are not on your side." Zhuge Zhaixing laughed crazily. In his opinion, this knife should be the opponent's last trump card, but he still resisted it. Although he was injured, it did not affect his control of the innate formation. As long as the innate formation was still there, his plan would succeed.

However, after Zhuge Zhaixing finished laughing, he found that no one responded to him. He looked at the people who were suppressed by the formation and could not stand straight, and an inexplicable sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Although those peerless supremes were suppressed by the innate formation and could not breathe, although their last trump cards had been played, their eyes were still firm, and they had no sense of failure at all.

This is not normal.

Do they have other means?

Zhuge Zhaixing subconsciously looked at Han Xu, but saw that Han Xu was still standing behind the Buddha at this moment. He was bent over, still looking exhausted.

The next moment, Zhuge Zhaixing's pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged into his heart. He felt a fierce murderous aura descending on him. Subconsciously, Zhuge Zhaixing frantically mobilized the power of the innate formation. From the battle, the colorful true energy turned into ferocious tentacles and surrounded Zhuge Zhaixing.

He didn't know where the danger would come from, so he could only include all directions in the defense range.

But it was too late.

With the speed of those tentacles, Zhuge Zhaixing could be protected in an instant, but just when there was only a hundred meters left, a touch of purple sword energy penetrated Zhuge Zhaixing's chest.

Zhuge Zhaixing lowered his head and saw the tip of the Ziwei Sword and the blood flowing along the blade.

Behind him, Han Xu's figure gradually solidified.

In the end, Zhuge Zhaixing heard Han Xu's cold voice: "Zhuge Zhaixing, you lost."

"No..."

Zhuge Zhaixing wanted to say something, but Han Xu didn't give him a chance.

He decisively drew out the Ziwei Sword, and the extremely sharp sword energy instantly took away all of Zhuge Zhaixing's life.

"I have been planning for hundreds of years, but in the end it's all in vain!" Zhuge Zhaixing let out a long sigh, and his body was shattered in the Ziwei sword energy and turned into dust.