Volume 2, Chapter 454: Killing All Around.
He moved, but did not pay attention to the golden giant of sky punishment, but let the funeral body continue to deal with it.
He then went towards the people in Heaven to kill.
As he moved forward, heavenly punishment was unleashed. Countless thunders lingered, tearing through space. Above the sky, with him as the center, countless thunders raged, thousands and millions of them.
He was like a meteor cutting through the sea of stars, slashing down with lightning. Wherever he passed, the people in the Heavenly Court along the way were instantly chopped to pieces.
Screams accompanied by roars of lightning and thunder came one after another.
He raised his sword high and slashed again. The sword swept across the vast wilderness and slashed out with a loud bang. The ground in front of him was filled with rolling waves of air and roaring sounds. He killed thousands of people with one sword.
The Dharmakaya and the Immortal Ring broke into pieces.
However, the sword's force did not stop as it rushed across the sky, and fell into the ground thousands of feet below the Heavenly Road. The rivers, lakes, hills and mountains shattered at the touch and turned into ruins.
He held a jade flute in one hand, and the long tune made people panic when it started, and the murderous calamity came when it ended.
"The sea is turbulent."
"Sword Sea."
"Thousands of miles of ice."
He launched several forbidden techniques in succession, but the forbidden techniques this time were different from the previous ones.
With the blessing of the Immortal Emperor's cultivation, the scale of the forbidden technique is more than a hundred times stronger than that of the lower realm.
I saw huge waves rising out of nowhere, rushing forward with the force of toppling the sky, and the entire sky turned into a turbulent ocean.
Tens of thousands of broken swords in the sea of swords came from the distant ancient battlefield, manifested in the human world, and suddenly fell down. The upside-down iceberg also covered the sky and the battlefield.
In just ten breaths, he used two swords and three moves, killing and wounding tens of thousands of enemies.
Broken Sword Mountain, which was originally in a state of fatigue and disadvantage, suddenly reversed the situation.
Looking at Ye Tingmu who suddenly rushed out, the heavenly warriors were filled with despair. He was like a god of death, a Shura from hell. Every move he made was a magic that could shake the heavens.
As they were caught in the middle of it, they had no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered.
They were terrified, confused, and scared. Their fighting spirit had dissipated and they just wanted to escape. To them, an enemy like Ye Tingmu was too terrifying. He could fight against the heavenly punishment while killing them as if he was in an empty space.
How could they resist? Each of his attacks was so terrifying that anyone below the level of an Immortal King would die if touched by one, and even an Immortal King would be seriously injured.
"It's so scary, why is he so strong?"
"Did he kill the Heavenly Thunder so quickly? That was the Heavenly Thunder of the Twelve Avenues."
"What should I do? I can't stop it at all. Am I really going to lose..."
“........”
Compared to the demoralized and shattered confidence of the Heavenly Court’s army, the Broken Sword Mountain and the Ten Thousand Saints on Earth were filled with great confidence.
Seeing their own king, their own immortal master, killing people everywhere, they were filled with fighting spirit, and shouted wildly as they charged forward.
"Brothers, charge! Follow the Sword Master and wipe them out."
"Hahaha, Sword Master is awesome, I feel full of strength again..."
"Does the number of people matter? It's useless. Just piles of trash together will only turn into a pile of trash. Haha..."
"The immortals in heaven are nothing more than this. My king kills them like slaughtering pigs and dogs..."
"Big brother is awesome."
"......"
He was still drawing his sword, still releasing forbidden techniques, and terrifying pressure emerged from him from time to time.
Ye Tingmu became more and more excited. Looking at the three days of blood, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, always with confidence and pride. To be honest, he had never fought such a prosperous battle.
In the past, my opponents were always stronger than me, and being one realm higher than me was considered rare. I would often have to cross three or four realms to fight with others.
Every time I have to try my best to win a narrow victory. The battle is so frustrating. I am obviously very strong, but others just want to suppress me with their realm, and I have no way to do anything about it.
After all, it has never been you who choose your enemies, but your enemies who choose you.
But today is different. He has reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm and is infinitely close to the Immortal Lord realm.
Today, as he stood here, his realm was the same as the strongest person here, also at the peak realm. When fighting with people of the same realm, he had always been invincible.
He madly unleashed his sword moves and forbidden techniques, as if they were free. He wanted to completely defeat the people of the Heavenly Court with an absolutely overwhelming attitude. He wanted to tell Santian that after this battle, he was the absolute king of Changhe.
The 200,000 troops of Heaven were in a miserable state, and some of them had already started to choose to flee.
No one can stand Ye Tingmu's fighting style. His sword can destroy thousands of miles away. Qu Luo either creates a huge formation, a sea that is overturning the sky, or a fire that burns the sky. He will bring an iceberg to you at any time.
Or summon a stone giant.
When he raised his hand, either the God of Thunder or the God of Wind responded to his call. The howling winds for thousands of miles were just the beginning. How could these small soldiers and insignificant people fight against them? They were not even on the same level at all.
At this moment, Ling Wanxiang and the other emperors in the Heavenly Court naturally noticed the changes on the battlefield, and they knew that the situation would be critical if it continued.
They began to get rid of their opponents and prepared to work together to kill Ye Tingmu first. Only in this way would they have a chance of winning and reduce unnecessary losses.
"You two hold back the Demon Lord, and the rest of you come with me to kill Zang."
"yes!"
They started by sending out two people to hold back Feng He and his men, and then the rest of the emperors attacked Ye Tingmu.
In less than a moment, they gathered 30 saints and, under the leadership of Sikong Lei, launched an attack on Ye Tingmu.
Ling Wanxiang also wanted to try to break away, but Qingfeng entangled him tightly and he couldn't get away no matter what he did.
This made him very depressed. He was obviously the strongest man in the world, but now he was fighting so uncomfortably.
He quietly grasped the immortal bone, and now he could only play his last trump card, otherwise he would lose the battle today.
He really didn't expect that Ye Tingmu actually didn't take the heavenly punishment seriously at all, and was able to do two things at the same time, resisting the heavenly punishment while still having time to influence the situation of the battle.
How could anyone reason with this? To be honest, at this moment, as he held the Immortal Bone, he felt uneasy in his heart, because he was not sure whether this thing could defeat Ye Tingmu.
After all, this guy didn't even care about the punishment from Heaven. So he was a little unsure, but now that things had come to this, he had no way out.
I can only give it a try.
At this moment, Ye Tingmu looked at the thirty emperors rushing towards him, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. Back then, I was the Immortal King, and you couldn't do anything to me. Today, I am at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, what can you use to fight me?
He complained a few words in his heart, looked at the thirty-one gods, and closed his eyes.
Sikong Lei took the lead, his eyes full of murderous intent, "Zang, or should I call you Ye Tingmu? Today I want you to pay for your blood debt with blood..."
"kill!"
Ye Tingmu snorted coldly, "Just you guys? You don't know your own limitations."
He suddenly opened his eyes, and the Thirteen Swords of Heaven and Earth and the Sword Domain of Heaven and Earth were activated.
With him as the center, a circle of energy spread outward, extending and spreading, covering the entire battlefield, even the battlefield of the burial body and the golden giant in the distance was covered by him.
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