Chapter 653: The Great Sword Master Takes Action, Terrifying

Without saying a word, the powerful man attacked Jiang Chen directly, and sacrificed a formation stone. Suddenly, half-human-high dark blood-red stone tablets floated in the air, emitting a strong blood-red aura, illuminating the area within a radius of ten miles in crimson.

Even if one can tell which faction it belongs to with this kind of external means, it is possible that it was stolen and has sufficient tonnage.

Ancient characters lit up on the stone tablet, and an extremely oppressive force spread in all directions. It seemed as if the entire void could not bear it and had a tendency to fall.

Those who were in it felt an indescribable oppression. Even the king began to bleed from his pores, and his body seemed to be squeezed to pieces!

This is only the residual power of this peerless killing formation.

The real horror lies in the fact that the blood-red power on countless stone tablets intertwined to form a giant hand that covered the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, with murderous aura, as if it would not stop until it wiped out millions of lives!

"Luo Tian Blood Hand! This kind of forbidden formation can actually appear in the world."

"Hiss, this was the Shura Clan's ultimate weapon back then. Once this formation is deployed, even the strongest will retreat!"

"Who on earth is this person? He is so cautious. No matter how mysterious he is, he is just a king after all."

"Shut up! The strongest has taken action. How can you and I argue about our identities?"

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Many people recognized this killing formation and quickly retreated again, fearing that they would be affected.

Jiang Chen became the only target in the killing array.

The bloody hand loomed above their heads, and under the terrifying pressure as vast as the mountains and seas, King Pingdeng's face turned green. He almost gave out and fell from the void.

He finally managed to stand firm after grabbing Uncle Wei. He looked at Uncle Wei, then at Tiezhu, then at Jiang Xiaochen, and finally at Jiang Chen. His face turned from green to black.

He really wanted to ask.

Four masters, what the hell did you do in the restricted area that was so earth-shattering and tear-jerking that a powerful person would risk his life like this, empty his family's wealth, and kill you at all costs!

And me.

I'm so damn guilty. Why didn't I think of it earlier? With your power, Uncle Jiang, I should have stayed away from you the moment you came out of the restricted area!

"I'm so stupid, so stupid! I only knew that the three of you were all Nine-Step Kings, but I didn't see that the opponents were all the strongest... I'm so stupid, so stupid..."

King Pingdeng had a miserable look on his face, mumbling to himself in a daze, looking as pitiful as an old widow who had died.

Although Uncle Wei was not so exaggerated, he couldn't help swallowing secretly after looking up at the sky. He held the stone sculpture of life and death tightly, and his hands were shaking slightly.

This Luotian Killing Formation was several levels more terrifying than the Qimen's God-killing Arsenal. It was completely beyond their ability to handle.

Tiezhu was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

"Look, look! I told you I didn't believe it, but now what can I do? Having such a stubborn father is killing me. Zhuzi, I have such a miserable life!"

Only the evil body remained indifferent. It took two steps forward and got closer to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the blurry figure in front of him quite seriously. To be honest, he didn't want to use the six-star demon card unless it was necessary.

Because it is the first time to use a star-level card, it is also equivalent to a trump card, which often brings unexpected gains.

Moreover, a group of old antiques could not provide any ghost energy. Even if he could get some useful things by killing them, it would still be a bit of a loss in Jiang Chen's opinion.

What a pity, why do these people have to push themselves?

His eyes became colder and colder. The powerful man with a blurred face was originally controlling the killing formation and was about to attack. However, for some reason, a creeping feeling that penetrated deep into his bones came over him, and he paused instinctively.

He frowned and was about to continue when another warning sounded in his heart!

"Damn it, is this ever going to end?"

The fuzzy strong man snorted coldly and was about to attack regardless of the consequences.

"Did I ask you to move?"

What! ?

The powerful man was startled as a terrifying sword sound rang in his ears, followed by a sharp pain in his head. This was the backlash of the formation, which also meant that those indestructible dark red stone tablets were being destroyed rapidly on a large scale by something!

He only had time to turn around before he saw a flash of sword light, so fast that it was unpredictable, piercing his chest. His body flew out uncontrollably and was finally nailed to the ground!

The whole place was dead silent.

The expressions of a group of old antiques and top reincarnationists were as if they had seen a ghost. They could hardly believe their eyes.

That King of Samsara, after trying his best and defeating three mortal-level opponents, actually managed to manipulate the strongest sword intent from the long river of time to nail the fourth strongest one!

Such an achievement is unprecedented.

It shocked a group of people.

At this moment, the vague and powerful being was struggling on the ground, trying to stand up, causing the earth to shake, but he was tightly shackled by the sword intent. In addition, there seemed to be countless invisible sword energies penetrating every inch of his body.

Blood was constantly oozing out of his chest and skin. His supreme strength kept erupting, but he couldn't break free no matter what he did. He was nailed there!

"Damn it! King of Samsara, you dare to kill someone like this. One day, I will make sure there will be no peace in the Nine Provinces!" Blurred Zhiqiang spoke with hatred.

At this time, the King of Samsara's face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak, and he even had difficulty supporting this Samsara Sword Domain.

But no matter how weak he was, he always stood tall and straight like a sword, his majestic body like a chasm that could block all disasters.

"No need to wait for it."

As the King of Samsara spoke, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but when his sharp eyes swept over, no one had the slightest doubt that he still had the ability to completely kill that Fuzzy Supreme!

The whole audience was silent.