Chapter 3779 (2/2)

The sword of fate in Ye Xiwen's hand is blooming with terrible light. It seems that a hero is reborn in it. It is becoming extremely terrible. At this time, his breath seems to be more fierce than before.

”Crazy, this must be crazy!”

The ghost grandma on the era ghost ship saw this scene, and the wrinkles on her face jumped wildly.

In her eyes, ye Xiwen, who would rather die together than kill the heavenly demon king, became extremely dangerous.

Horizontal afraid of Leng, Leng afraid of not dying!

And now ye Xiwen doesn't want to die!

In this case, whoever is right is unlucky. If you change to yourself, the situation is not much better.

The face of the Lord of supernatural powers who confronts chaos Ba Zun has also changed. He is not afraid of any expert, but he is afraid of this guy who wants to bury you without his own life.

Chaos tyrant Zun is not strange, or he has seen it for a long time. When ye Xiwen didn't have this strength in those years, it was just equivalent to the ordinary peak Tianzun. Even his avatar said to kill special, and his disciples said to kill.

When did you really see him.

As an enemy, he only felt a great headache, but as an ally, he felt at ease.

”Crazy, crazy, you're going to die, don't pull me!” The Lord wudian was a little incoherent at this time. Ye Xiwen tried his best to hurt him if he wanted to die.

However, he has no way. If he doesn't want to be killed by Ye Xiwen's sword, he can only do his best.

”Demonize the world!”

With a long roar, the Lord Wutian directly blew out three strikes, one hit shocked mountains and rivers, one hit destroyed heaven and earth, and one hit destroyed the era!

”I won't die. You're the one who's going to die!”

Ye Xiwen shouted, and the sword of fate had directly met the demonized world of the Lord wudian.

For a moment, chaos collapsed and the earth fell apart. The attacks of both sides have passed many people's understanding of power.

”Bang!”

”Bang!”

The terrible forces of both sides were added to each other. The heavenly demon king retreated again and again, bleeding from his mouth, and his injury was more serious. He didn't have more skills to suppress the injury in his body. In this case, his injury worsened too quickly.

Ye Xiwen also retreated from the bombardment, and even ejected some fragments of internal organs from his mouth. His face was pale, and the whole person looked extremely miserable.

His injury is not an old injury, but the present one.

”Cut you!”

Ye Xiwen rushed to kill him again, regardless of his injury. Even if his injury worsened, he wanted to kill the Lord wudian alive.

Wutian demon king constantly roared and burst out his terrible strength, and fought hard with Ye Xiwen.

”Boom!”

”Boom!”

”Boom!”

A terrible collision sound exploded in the chaos. The two figures played the power of killing the world every minute and second in the chaos. It was terrible.

At the end of the fight, they don't want to defend. They must kill each other in chaos. Each blow directly bombards each other and wants each other to die.

The wudian demon king has a body that is half a master, which is extremely difficult to kill, while ye Xiwen, wearing the treasure of creation, is also extremely difficult to kill.

However, in this case of letting go, they often chatter blood. Chaos is filled with the blood of the two people, and life and biochemistry become a vast ocean.

All the people who are concerned know that they are committing suicide. The problem is to see who can't hold on, but in fact there is no difference. Even if one dies first, the other just dies a little later.

Under this suicidal attack, the injuries that can bury them have long been buried. It just depends on when they explode.

”Boom!”

It was another terrible collision, and their figures collided with each other in chaos.

The terrible light that set off covered everything and plunged it into endless chaos.

Everyone's eyes widened because they all knew that it was a decisive blow and the last blow that both sides could make.

After that, no new attack broke out, which was a decisive blow.

The endless light dissipated, leaving only the wudian demon king coughing up blood. Half of his body was directly cut and rotted. Even his recovery ability as the Heavenly Master could not be recovered, only waiting to die.

”Unexpectedly, I was dragged to death by a God one day!”

His smile was very tragic. As soon as his voice fell, his body suddenly exploded. In a moment, he died. (to be continued) eight