Chapter 2126
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What？
The four of Wuji Tianzun looked at each other in dismay when they heard the words of Ziyang Tianzun.
“Did I hear wrong？”
“What did that old bastard say？”
“He said that if our five sects submit to the Qingyun Sword Sect, he will give us a way out？”
“Isn’t he getting senile?”
“Damn it, who does he think he is? Just by himself, he still wants to contend with us. Does he think he is the Everlasting Blue Sky Great Emperor?”
“At the end of his rope, he still dares to speak arrogantly. I think he’s tired of living.”
“Kill him.”
The Primordial Saint Lord has long hated the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable to death. Hearing the words of the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable at this moment, his anger flared up, and he took the lead in making a move.
“Clang！”
In the hands of the Primordial Saint Lord, ared long sword appeared, releasing a bloodthirsty light.
“Blood-Drinking Sword！”
The Taichu Saint Lord recognized it at a glance and said, “This sword was the weapon of the Primordial Saint Lord when he was young. It was originally an ordinary sword that couldn’t be more ordinary. Later, it followed the Primordial Saint Lord through several tribulations. It is said that it also devoured the blood of countless living beings and forcibly grew from an ordinary sword into a peerless holy weapon.”
“Although this sword is not as good as the Sword of Slaying the Gods, it is extremely sharp.”
The Primordial Saint Lord flew out, holding the Blood-Drinking Sword, waving a mass of sword lights, and forcefully splitting down in the air.
This blow was very powerful.
The Primordial Saint Lord had the intention of killing the enemy with one sword.
The Purple Sun Celestial Venerable stood where he was, with no fluctuation of breath all over his body. Only when the Blood-Drinking Sword was about to fall did he look up.
“Boom！”
When the Blood-Drinking Sword was still half a meter above the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable’s head, an invisible iron shield seemed to appear, blocking the Blood-Drinking Sword and colliding with a string of sparks.
At this time, the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable made a move.
He stretched out two fingers and clamped the Blood-Drinking Sword between his fingers at once. Looking at the Primordial Saint Lord, he smiled and said, “I said you’re a weak chicken, and you still don’t accept it. But in fact, you’re really a weak chicken.”
“Hmph！” The Primordial Saint Lord snorted coldly and exerted strength in his arm, trying to pull the Blood-Drinking Sword back from between the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable’s fingers.
However, the Blood-Drinking Sword was like rooted between the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable’s fingers. No matter how hard the Primordial Saint Lord tried, it was of no avail.
“You like this sword so much. If it’s destroyed, will you be very distressed？”
After the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable finished speaking, he folded his fingers.
“Click！”
The Blood-Drinking Sword was broken on the spot. At the same time, the Primordial Saint Lord was sent flying.
After landing.
The Primordial Saint Lord looked at the remaining half of the Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand, and his eyes turned red.
This sword was not only a saint weapon but also accompanied him all the way from his childhood. It could be said that in the heart of the Primordial Saint Lord, this sword was his closest partner.
The Purple Sun Celestial Venerable breaking the sword was equivalent to killing his partner.
This cannot be tolerated！
Just as the Primordial Saint Lord was about to speak, he suddenly saw that there were cracks on the body of the only half of the Blood-Drinking Sword left in his hand.
“Not good——”
Just as the Primordial Saint Lord shouted that it was not good, the Blood-Drinking Sword completely shattered. Not only did it shatter, but it also turned into powder.
He reached out and grabbed nothing.
“Ah……”
The Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler couldn’t help but roar towards the sky, so angry that every strand of his long hair stood on end, like an enraged male lion.
He was truly furious.
First, the Desolate Ancient Pagoda was destroyed, and now the Blood-Drinking Sword was also destroyed. He wished he could tear the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable into a thousand pieces.
“You old bastard, I’m going to kill you, ahhh…”
The Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler charged towards the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable while roaring.
“Kill！”
At this time, the Wuji Celestial Venerable let out a furious shout.
He could see that the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler was no match for the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable. Therefore, only by everyone attacking together could they kill the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable.
“Boom！”
The great battle broke out.
This time, four Saint King powerhouses attacked together, all charging towards the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable.
It could be said that this was the most powerful battle in the Eastern Wilderness in ten thousand years.
The four Saint Kings attacked together, and all kinds of lights intertwined, turning into terrifying killing intents, countless strands, accompanied by all kinds of strange phenomena, earth-shattering.
The four Saint Kings advanced powerfully, with the killing intent overwhelming the sky and the divine light dancing, as if brighter than the sun and the moon.
“Kill！”
The four of them roared in unison, and the sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, rumbling like thunder, spreading for countless miles.
In the Great Emperor Battle Array, all kinds of killing intents filled the air, splitting open countless pitch-black black holes, just like the chaos at the beginning of the world.
The scene was extremely terrifying.
This was a peerless offensive, with countless void images emerging, golden lotuses appearing on the ground, and all kinds of terrifying killing moves being launched forward, with only one target, that is, the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable.
It was too terrifying.
Even with the protection of the Great Emperor Battle Formation, those Qingyun disciples outside still felt extremely cold all over, their hairs stood on end, and their bodies were almost about to explode.
The means of the four Saint King powerhouses were too terrifying, as if they were going to blast this sky apart.
”Retreat！”
With an order from the Wine Sword Immortal, the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect retreated one after another.
Only Ye Qiu, Yun Xi, the Hundred Flowers Fairy, Green Luo, Yun Shan, the Eight-Treasure Golden Toad, the Long-Browed True Person, Niu Dali, the four Sword Immortals, and a few city lords still stood in place.
Yun Shan and the Eight-Treasure Golden Toad stood at the very front of the team, blocking some of the remaining power for them.
Everyone looked at the battlefield, holding their breath.
In the Great Emperor war.
I saw that the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable’s face was calm and he was not intimidated by the offensive of the four Saint Kings. With a gentle stroke of his right hand, wisps of Dao rhymes appeared following his gesture, blocking the attacks of the four Saint Kings round after round.
”What？”
When everyone saw this scene, their hearts seemed to stop beating in shock.
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable stood still, blocking all the attacks of the four Saint Kings with just his right hand, which could be regarded as a miracle.
“The Grand Elder is too powerful.”
“He easily blocked the attacks of the four Saint Kings.”
“As expected of a Peak Saint King！”
“……”
Similarly, in the Great Emperor Battle Formation, the four Saint Kings were also completely shocked.
They originally thought that once they made a move, the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable would resist with all his strength, but now, the other party blocked all their attacks with just one hand.
And that casual look, as if a peerless expert was fighting against four ordinary people without cultivation.
“How could this be？”
“How could that old immortal’s strength be so terrifying？”
“Several Dao Brothers, it seems that it won’t be easy to kill that old immortal！”
Just as the Wuji Celestial Venerable and the others were communicating, the sound of a sword chant rang out (sounded).
“Qiang！”
The sound of a sword chant moved the nine heavens.
The next moment, I saw the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable put his right index finger and middle finger together and made a stroke in the air.
A ten-thousand-zhang sword qi whistled out, immediately spanning the long sky and pressing down.
In an instant, the four Saint Kings’ hairs stood on end. This sword qi was like a mountain range stretching for thousands of miles, weighing hundreds of millions of catties.
The sword qi continued to press down.
Soon, the four Saint Kings were bent over, and it seemed that they were about to kneel on the ground.
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