Chapter 2585

Su Liyang turned into a shadow and ran back and forth in 99 mountains and rivers. Each jump could blow a fist and hit Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen kicked fiercely, and the purple sun was suspended over his head. With the help of the power of the purple sun, he jumped up and slammed into Su Liyang.

Zhuo Wen's speed is no slower than Su Liyang's. The two people burst together in an instant. The terrible aftereffects are like a tsunami on the sea.

Many friars on the edge sacrificed their own defense means to resist the aftermath of the battle between Zhuo Wen and Su Liyang.

Moreover, some unlucky friars, because they were directly destroyed by the shock wave emitted by the collision between the two people, scared the friars next to them, and quickly stepped back for a distance.

Bang!

After a hundred rounds, a figure was directly blown upside down, then turned around in mid air and forcibly stopped.

When they looked, they found that the figure blown away was Zhuo Wen?

"It seems that Su Zu still has the advantage. We should be able to decide the outcome soon. We will be able to leave this damn place at that time!"

When the people saw that the figure that was hit and flew was empress Zhuo Wen, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that as long as Su Liyang won, they would be really free.

"Die!"

A cold cry came, and Su Liyang suddenly swept out of the 99 mountains like a rainbow towards Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, Su Liyang is like a falling meteor, gorgeous and terrible.

The power of this strike was so powerful that a terrible earthquake was set off in the tens of millions of miles around, and the monks around turned pale one after another. It can be seen how terrible Su liyang's strike was.

Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled, his right hand touched the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly a gray Qi came out, turning into a towering sword Qi.

And in this sword spirit, there is a death threat that shocks the heart.

Boom!

As soon as the death sacrifice sword came out, it took the Changhong of death and fiercely chopped at Su Liyang. After a while, Su liyang's falling potential stagnated in the air.

Bang bang!

Then there was a continuous burst of sound in the air.

Su liyang's pupils shrunk. With a dull hum, he flew out upside down. The death sacrifice sword was also blown down and fell into Zhuo Wen's hand.

"What artifact is this?"

Su Liyang stopped and stared at the death sacrifice sword in Zhuo Wen's hand.

When the death sacrifice sword was cut in his hand just now, he actually felt the threat of death, and the blow just now made his blood boil. Although he was not hurt, it also had some influence.

Especially Su Liyang felt the breath of heaven in this death sacrifice sword, and the breath of heaven was very strong.

Su Liyang is no stranger to this breath, which is very similar to the Tao rhyme flowing on the surface of Tao fruit.

"This is probably an artifact of preaching. No wonder this son is so confident that he used to have this artifact of preaching as his backing." Su Liyang secretly said in his heart, full of enthusiasm.

Thinking of this, Su Liyang was more likely to win the death sacrifice sword in Zhuo Wen's hand.

Even if it is a Taoist artifact, he is extremely confident in the power of great mountains and rivers. As long as he kills Zhuo Wen, the Taoist artifact will naturally be his.

Zhuo Wen saw the greedy color in Su liyang's eyes. He knew that Su Liyang should have guessed that the death sacrifice sword in his hand was an artifact of preaching. I'm afraid he had his idea on the death sacrifice sword in his hand.

"Mountains and rivers change!"

Su Liyang kneaded the formula with both hands and took time. The surrounding 99 mountains and rivers were combined to form a stone giant, while Su Liyang integrated into the chest of the stone giant and became the core of the stone giant.

The huge stone giant roared angrily, and the huge stone arm roared from the air and blasted hard at Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen held the sword in his right hand and his eyes were dignified. He cut out with a sword. For a while, the sword Qi full of death rose to the sky.

Although the sword spirit was terrible, it collapsed under the stone arm of the stone giant. Then the huge stone arm continued to roll down.

Zhuo Wen was covered in purple fog. He narrowly escaped the blow of the stone giant, jumped up, and the death sacrifice sword cut out again. It blew dozens of feet in the chest of the stone giant.

The gap of tens of feet is indeed large, but it is not worth mentioning compared with the huge body of the stone giant, but the stone giant is like self-healing, and the stones in his chest creep up and heal completely.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were dignified. The stone giant was not only terrible in flesh, but also terrible in self-healing ability. It was a human machine.

The terrible sound of breaking the air sounded in Zhuo Wen's ear. Zhuo Wen suddenly raised the death sacrifice sword and blocked it in front of him. Then he flew upside down and barely stabilized his body thousands of meters away.

It turned out that the sound of breaking the air was another huge stone arm of the stone giant.

Bang bang!

The stone giant came again, Zhuo Wen welcomed him, and immediately they fought together.

Although the power of Zhuo Wen's death sacrifice sword is really terrible, the stone giant is not weak, and the two men are basically equal in battle.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure approached slowly.

This is a black as like as two peas. He looks just like the hero, and on his shoulders stands a red sized red bug with a thumbs size.

"Father Shanhe, I underestimated the strength of this old guy. I actually raised my strength to the level of banbu Tiandao Lord with the help of great mountains and rivers. Although my strength increased rapidly, it was at most the same as that of banbu Tiandao Lord. It was difficult to kill."

The young man in black, with his eyes as black as ink, looked at the huge stone giant in the mountain and river hall above, and the young man in white who kept running around the stone giant. His eyes were as murderous as a tsunami.

With that, the young man in black stamped on the ground, and soon the whole ground roared, while the young man in black rose like a shell and swept towards the top of the mountain.

At the moment, the Shanhe temple has long been in ruins, leaving only the battle between Shanhe's ancestors and Zhuo Wen, and those monks hiding on the edge are frightened for fear that they will be affected.

They knew that if the ancestors of Shanhe didn't untie the prohibitions around dahaoshan and he, or were defeated, they couldn't leave here at all.

Blue halberd hid behind Ziwei Xingjun, trembling all over and asked Ziwei Xingjun, "Ziwei adult, do you think he will win?"

Ziwei Xingjun's eyes were slightly frozen and sighed: "if brother Zhuo's separation can come, he should be able to win, but now his strongest separation is not here. According to this situation, it's difficult for me to judge who wins or loses."

Blue halberd's pupil shrank. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen still had a separate body, and as ZIWEIXING said, the separate body was stronger than Zhuo Wen's present master.

Thinking of this, blue halberd worships Zhuo Wen more and is full of reverence.