Chatper 595 (1/2)
"what!?"
"Some kind of beast spirit!?"
The heroes lost their voices, all shocked.
Although they couldn't recognize what Yang Xuan's huge monster arm with dragon scales was, everyone felt a violent and ferocious power from this arm, which seemed to be able to overturn rivers and seas and kill all spirits.
"This is the unicorn arm. You, a human child, have actually obtained the divine power of the fire unicorn family!"
Kunwu's eyes widened, and he finally recognized what this strange arm was, with a look of disbelief on his face, because the fire unicorn clan had already been wiped out in the war of annihilation 100,000 years ago.
"A little eyesight, yes, this is the unicorn arm of the fire unicorn family."
Yang Xuan sneered, his speed unabated, he clenched the purgatory sword in his left hand, raised his unicorn arm, and slashed towards Kunwu with a sword condescendingly.
boom!
The power of a mountain torrent erupted, including the true essence of the sun that burns the sky and boils the sea, as well as the triple killing sword intent and the profound meaning of fire, so that the power of this sword exponentially increased exponentially, destroying everything.
"Iceland!"
Kunwu's complexion changed suddenly, his body glowed with strong light, and an icy light gang shrouded his body, which was several meters in size.
This is his domain. Although it is only a prototype, it has unparalleled defensive power.
If he is not boasting, several strong men at the peak of divine power may not be able to shake him with a joint strike.
"Break it for me!"
Yang Xuan didn't care, the sword was cast out, and he slashed at his domain with lightning speed.
Click!
The crisp sound is clearly audible.
Then, the sound of ka ka ka continued.
Under the shocking gazes of countless people, the icy light gang outside Kunwu couldn't resist, and it kept cracking open. The cracks were as dense as cobwebs, and they were likely to collapse at any time.
"impossible!"
Kunwu roared and hurriedly used divine power to repair his realm.
"It's impossible, break it for the young master!"
Yang Xuan shouted loudly, and a golden flame gushed out from the purgatory sword like boiling magma, and a brain burned the broken ice-cold light.
Kunwu's pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled away.
However, it was still half a beat.
Yang Xuan's body was like lightning, his aura was like a rainbow, and the purgatory sword in his hand slashed down with boundless and huge force.
puff!
Blood spattered, and a left arm flew off.
Under the edge of the purgatory sword, Kunwu's body protection divine power is useless.
If he hadn't dodged in time, he wouldn't have had his arm cut off, but his head would have been in a different place.
"what!"
Kunwu screamed, clutching his broken arm and retreating again and again.
The broken arm was bleeding profusely, and the mouth was spitting blood, and there were a few pieces of internal organs mixed in the thick blood water. Obviously, the inner palace was severely damaged by the killing sword intent and the profound meaning of fire contained in Yang Xuan's sword.
"A sword broke Kun Wu's arm!"
The audience was dead silent, everyone was petrified, and there was only one thought left in their minds, that is, Kun Wu's left arm was cut off by Yang Xuan's sword.
However, is this true! ?
A young man who first entered the realm of reunification, with just one sword, cut off the arm of a half-step supreme.
Who would believe it if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes?
Everyone looked at Kunwu, who was howling in pain, and Yang Xuan, who was dancing wildly, and their eyes fell on the purgatory sword in his hand involuntarily.
Everyone understood that the reason why Yang Xuan was able to cut off Kunwu's arm was that on the one hand he was strong enough, and on the other hand, he relied on the black long sword in his hand.
This black long sword is quite strange, and it does not release such powerful divine fluctuations like other artifacts.
But just such an ordinary-looking long sword broke through Kunwu's domain in one fell swoop, and even cut off one of Kunwu's left arms.
"What level of artifact is this!"
"Could it be a superb artifact!"
"What a joke, the best artifacts have never appeared in our ancient continent. It is rumored that there are in the depths of the ancient region, but throughout the ages, we have never seen that person find it."
The group of heroes talked a lot, and their faces were full of horror.
No matter whether the purgatory sword is a superb artifact or not, they all know that this sword is not simple, anyone who gets it can kill the enemy by leaps and bounds, and it is unparalleled.
Yang Xuan stood with his sword and did not pursue Kunwu.
It's not that he didn't want to, but that he used the unicorn arm to consume so much qi and blood that his body was depleted and very weak.
"Beast, you dare to break my arm, I want you to die without a place to be buried."
Kun Wu stopped the bleeding from his broken arm and roared wildly.
The dignified half-step supreme was actually cut off by a young junior in front of everyone's eyes. What a shame and humiliation. When the news spreads, he is bound to become the laughing stock of the world, and it will be stigmatized for thousands of years.
"Kill me, do you think you can do it?"
Yang Xuan's face was pale, and he held back his weakness and weakness. He held the purgatory sword high above his head and said, "I wanted to kill you with one sword, but your strength is beyond my expectations, but it doesn't matter, you can stop me first. Sword, can't stop my second sword."
"Extremely powerful!"
Kunwu narrowed his eyes and squeezed out four words between his teeth, his expression became solemn, but then he grinned again.
"The power of the extreme gods is strong, but are you sure you can hit me?"
That being said, he retreated a few hundred meters back, and took the healing pills and took them.