Boom…Boom…Boom…
Han Tan Peak was shaking, and everyone's heart was shaking too. The chaotic storm swept every corner, and the dark sword power of the Yunyang Sword Master and the overwhelming pressure of the Mingpeng Patriarch were all destroyed by the storm without a trace. Between heaven and earth, it was as if an ancient demon god suddenly awakened stood, and everything became as humble as dust.
"This... this is..." Ming Xiao's face was as pale as paper and his voice was trembling. Unlike before, this was a kind of fear and trembling that was directly imposed on the bottom of the soul, and could not be stopped.
The pupils of the Sun-Meteoric Sword Master expanded to their maximum, and even his clenched hands were shaking violently. Looking at Yun Che in his sight, for the first time in his life, he could not believe his eyes and perception no matter what.
The sudden surge of profound energy at that moment almost crushed his body as a God King!
“You…” The Master of the Meteoric Sun Sword trembled as he thought of something, which was the only possibility he could think of based on his lifelong knowledge: “Forbidden… Technique!”
Yun Che’s mouth curled slightly. He stretched out his arm, and as the Sun-Meteoric Sword Master’s pupils suddenly shrank, he slowly extended a finger towards him, and then… flicked it lightly.
Snap!
The distortion of space radiated from Yun Che’s fingers to the front of the Master of the Meteoric Sun Sword in an instant.
In extreme shock, the master of the Yunyang Sword reacted a tenth of a second slower. In his horror, the Yunyang Sword instinctively turned sideways, and the mysterious energy and sword intent that had been dormant for a short time suddenly erupted violently in front of him.
BANG!!
There was a dull sound, and the Yunyang Sword Master's eyes went dark as he was shaken. His figure retreated dozens of feet in an instant, and his right arm holding the sword was numb as it trembled...
In his pupils that shrank again, he saw Yun Che’s terrifying face with a hideous smile. He saw clearly that just now, it was just the power of Yun Che’s finger snap!
At this moment, the sky darkened, and the breath of Ming Peng, an ancestor who had lived for tens of thousands of years, was obviously disordered. He let out a long roar, and a hundred-mile hurricane swept across the sky. This time, the howling of the storm was even more violent, and it shrank rapidly as it sank, and in a flash, it turned into a dark wind blade that was the same as the previous one, but obviously more terrifying.
Swish!
The dark wind blade cut through space and swept straight towards Yun Che's back.
Yun Che still faced the Master of the Meteoric Sun Sword and did not turn around, as if he did not notice the approach of the dark wind blade. In an instant, the dark wind blade was within reach, and there was no possibility of avoiding it.
Patriarch Ming Peng was overjoyed when he saw this. He should have been as calm as an old tree, but at this moment he let out a ferocious howl: "Die!"
Wherever the dark wind blade passed, the space was shattered into countless pieces. At this moment, Yun Che's arm suddenly stretched backwards, and he actually used his palm to directly grab the dark wind blade that had almost broken the sky.
Snap! !
His palm touched the dark wind blade, but the dark wind blade did not penetrate through it, and it did not even explode with power. Instead, it froze directly in Yun Che’s palm. Then, it twisted and struggled desperately between Yun Che’s five fingers like a pitch-black long snake that was restrained by seven inches, emitting bursts of piercing screams, but it could not break free no matter what.
Originally wanting to take the opportunity to stab Yun Che with a sword, True Man Yunyang was completely stunned at the sight, his entire body was so horrified that he could not move.
Yun Che's five fingers suddenly clenched together.
With a light sound, the dark wind blade from Patriarch Ming Peng, condensed by the hundred-mile storm, instantly shattered between Yun Che's folded fingers and turned into broken black smoke.
"Ah...ah..." Mingxiao's body fell limply to the ground. The usually majestic and powerful leader of the Mingpeng tribe, his body and soul were both shattered by fear.
Yun Che’s figure flashed, and he had completely disappeared from there… and in the next moment, he appeared above Patriarch Ming Peng like a ghost, and his right arm, which was wrapped in red and black profound energy, suddenly fell down.
Boom! !
With just one strike, blood gushed out of Patriarch Ming Peng’s seven orifices. Yun Che turned his body again and landed on the side of his left wing. He grabbed down with both hands at the same time, and a black light instantly pierced through Patriarch Ming Peng’s left wing.
hiss
This was definitely the most terrifying tearing sound that anyone had ever heard in their life... At that moment, everyone felt as if their hearts were being torn apart.
The most terrifying tearing sound I have ever heard in my life, accompanied by the most terrifying scene I have ever seen.
The fifty-mile-long giant wings of Patriarch Ming Peng were ruthlessly torn off from his body by Yun Che with his bare hands!
The screams at that moment were so shrill and cruel, and the red blood pouring down from the sky created a huge bloody rainstorm under the Hantan Peak.
But this was not the end. Yun Che turned again and stepped directly onto the right wing. His somewhat pale hands, which looked like they came from hell to Patriarch Ming Peng, cruelly tore off its huge right wing under the flash of black light.
For the Ming Peng clan, the pair of huge wings is a symbol and life. Losing both wings not only destroyed his wings, but also completely crushed all his will and faith. This Ming Peng ancestor, who had been in seclusion for many years and was actually the supreme being in the Eastern Realm, let out a scream that resounded through thousands of miles, but it was an indescribable pain and despair.
BOOM!!!!
With the last punch, Yun Che casually struck its broken body.
Under this attack, the will of Ming Peng, who had completely collapsed, did not resist or struggle at all, and allowed the violent dark power to surge into his body, destroying his body into pieces... For him now, death is the best relief.
Wow
The wings were still dripping with blood as they fell. Thousands of holes had already appeared in the body of Ming Peng Patriarch. Blood rain was overlapping and falling like crazy. The disgusting stench was quickly spreading across the entire Hantan Mountains.
Ancestor Mingpeng...died!
His death was more miserable than any other death he had ever seen, heard, or experienced in his life.
Yun Che descended from the sky, his flowing black hair and black clothes not stained with a single speck of blood.
boom!
boom!
The pair of giant wings of Patriarch Ming Peng fell one after the other, stirring up a hundred miles of bloody dust. Yun Che’s falling body suddenly turned, and his five fingers formed a claw, heading straight for the Master of the Meteoric Sun Sword.
The condition of the Yunyang Sword Master at this moment can basically be described as a ruptured liver and gallbladder.
Facing the suddenly approaching Yun Che, his sword might was overwhelming. As the number one swordsman in the Eastern Realm, he was able to draw his sword extremely slowly and awkwardly, and the sword intent he released was even more chaotic.
Yun Che’s five bent fingers collided with the Yunyang Sword, but there was not even a moment of obstruction. The Yunyang Sword… the core magic sword of the Yunyang Sword Domain, shattered like a fragile ice crystal layer by layer under Yun Che’s claws, from the tip of the sword to the blade, and then to the hilt.
Click, click, click, click…
Wherever Yun Che's hand reached, the broken blade flew away. As the hilt of the sword was completely shattered, Yun Che's five eagle-hooked fingers had already grasped the wrist of the Master of the Sun and the Moon Sword. With a dull "bang", the sleeve of the Master of the Sun and the Moon Sword broke into pieces, and his pupils suddenly lost their color.
"Do you really think you are worthy of being my opponent?"
Yun Che's low moan could be heard beside his ears, and every word was filled with the coldest and most disdainful ridicule.
Facing Yun Che’s explosive strength, he and Patriarch Ming Peng, two Level 10 Divine Kings, were so humble. Thinking back to their previous words… those were actually the most ridiculous, shameful and ignorant jokes they had ever said in their lives.
The Sun-Meteoric Sword shattered, and with it the faith that he had upheld throughout his life. As Yun Che opened his five fingers, his body fell backwards like a piece of rotten wood, and fell heavily to the ground. His eyes stared at the dim sky, but it was empty and colorless.
Until his death, he had no idea who Yun Che was, or why he was so vicious and cruel.
Yun Che stepped on the ground.
With a loud bang, the space where the Lord of the Meteoric Sun Sword was located was directly turned into pitch-black powder. The number one man who had dominated the Eastern Realm for a thousand years and was admired by countless Xuanists was crushed to death so easily and thoroughly. The Meteoric Sun Sword was shattered and his body was not left!
Yun Che said that he only had one chance, and if he didn't surrender, he would die!
Huh…Huh…
The airflow in the Hantan Mountains was completely disrupted, with storms of all sizes sweeping in chaos. The bloody odor, which became more pungent than the last, made the Xuanists, who were used to seeing death, shudder all over and feel their chests churning.
Dongfang Hanwei used all her willpower to barely avoid fainting, but her face was so pale that not a single bit of blood could be seen.
Although she was young, as Princess Donghan, she had witnessed many deaths, but she had never seen such a cruel death... It was easy to kill, but they tore off its wings and destroyed its body, making the mountain rain with blood; it was obviously dead, but they destroyed its body without leaving even a trace of bone.
What kind of person is he? Is he a devil who enjoys such cruelty and violence?
Two level ten God Kings were crushed to death by one person. It should have been shocking and earth-shaking, but what filled the Hantan Mountains and appeared on everyone's face was only fear and trembling... The death of Patriarch Mingpeng and Lord Yunyang Sword was not just the nightmare of the two of them, but the nightmare of all those who were present and witnessed everything.
At this moment, they all vaguely saw an extremely eerie and terrifying shadow covering the sky of the Eastern Realm.
At the top of the Cold Cloud Peak, which was dyed a deep blood color, Yun Che slowly turned around. The moment his eyes swept over them, the eight sect masters and grand elders all trembled as if their souls were pierced by a poisonous blade.
Plop!
Ming Xiao knelt fiercely, his knees slamming into the ground with such force that they almost broke. His head also slammed heavily onto the ground, his entire upper body completely sticking to the ground covered with the blood of his ancestors: "The Ming Peng clan is willing to follow His Majesty until death. From today on, His Majesty's orders are the decree of heaven for our Ming Peng clan!"
His attitude was so humble that it couldn’t be any more humble. He threw his dignity at Yun Che’s feet in front of everyone. His voice was trembling slightly, but every word was deafening, as if he was afraid that Yun Che couldn’t hear it clearly.
A wolf may still have a fighting spirit when facing a tiger or leopard, but an ant facing a fierce god...fighting? That is just the most meaningless and stupid joke.
What’s more, he is such a ferocious and cruel evil god.
The gods, whose wills were already on the verge of collapse, finally lost all faith under the leadership of the Dark Owl. They all knelt on the ground, trembling and cowering, shouting words of surrender that they had never said before and had never dreamed of saying...
In the Hantan Mountains, the figures and the mysterious boats were so quiet. Today, they watched two level ten God Kings come to the world, and watched them shattered in an instant.
Dark clouds were rolling in the sky. The weather in the Eastern Territory had changed, completely changed.
The eight Divine Kings, like eight jackals with their guts pierced and legs broken, crawled in front of Yun Che. Without Yun Che’s words, they dared not even move, let alone stand up.
Even when facing the Great King in person in the past, they had never been so humble... Because at least, as the ruler and rule maker of the East Ruins Realm, the Great King would not suddenly and brutally kill them for no reason.
Yun Che looked at them indifferently, without any trace of satisfaction or complacency. He whispered, “Remember, you can only be loyal once!”
"From today on, if any of you show even the slightest disobedience or disloyalty... you will know the consequences."
His tone did not change, nor did he release any breath, but when the last sentence fell, it was as if a demon had suddenly been planted in everyone's heart, and a silent fear spread from the depths of his soul to his entire body.
He wasn't just trying to intimidate others...what he hated most now was betrayal.
Ming Xiao lowered his already humble posture even more, and said in a fearful tone: "Your Excellency's grace of sparing my life, Ming Xiao will never forget it, and I will never have any other thoughts. From now on, anyone who dares to offend Your Excellency will be the mortal enemy of my Ming Peng clan. If...if I disobey, I will be punished by heaven and earth."
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