I'm forced to take over the world

Chapter 1618 There is a horizontal thunder coming from the sky!

"Xu Guizong, do you know what I have experienced in retreat for 30 years!"

Endless red blood dripped from Fang Shiyin's eyes. Anyone who glanced at it would immediately feel a shock and feel a chill in their scalp!

His eyes were bloodshot and red, like a bloody demon god!
"I know, Master thinks you have a bloodthirsty character, that's why he made me the holy son."

"However, this is not the reason for your revenge. Master has treated us with great kindness, but you have repaid the kindness and imprisoned the old man. From this point of view, Master has indeed seen the wrong person."

"If you are established as the Son of God, I am afraid that the entire Holy Land has already been reduced to hell."

Xu Guizong's tone was cold, and the Zhuxian sword in his hand trembled in shock!
That is, the deep sword intent that is about to be unsheathed!

"Stop talking nonsense, if you think you can stop me, then shoot!" Fang Shiyin's eyes were bloodshot, extremely ferocious.

When Xu Guizong got the news a few days ago, he immediately tried his best to rush back to the Holy Land.

His purpose is only two.

First, persuade Fang Shiyin to stop.

Second, persuasion is ineffective, even if you risk your life, you will have to fight Fang Shiyin to the death.

It's just that Xu Guizong knew very well that with his strength, he might try his best to hold Fang Shiyin back for a while.

"It seems that the only option is to attack." A cold light flashed in Xu Guizong's eyes.

Stab it!

The Immortal Execution Sword was unsheathed, and the mighty and deep sword intent immediately swept away like a tidal wave.

"Liuguang swordsmanship - nine stacks of sword intent!"

Xu Guizong let out a furious roar, and the Zhuxian sword burst into light, turning into a bunch of fierce sea sword lights, and slashed away angrily!

There are nine folds of sword intent, and a single strike can increase the strength by nine folds, so tyrannical.

Boom~~! ! !

The mighty sword light, like a tsunami rolling, ravages the air around it, sweeping away!

Sensing the power of this sword, Fang Shiyin's eyes suddenly showed a look of disdain.

"When you and I practiced swords under the Seat of Wrath, you were no match for me."

"Now, you are not my opponent."

Facing this terrifying sword, Fang Shiyin did not retreat, but took a step forward.

The long sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, and he cut it out with a single strike!
"The Flowing Light Sword Technique - Nine Folding Waves!"

Jiudielang is an exquisite swordsmanship realized by penetrating the nine folds of sword intent to the extreme. It has nine folds of strength and is as strong as the sea.

boom!
Fang Shiyin slashed out with a sword, and in an instant, all the endless physical treasures in his body were opened, and the murderous intent that rushed like the sea spread immediately!
boom!
Boom!

The sword moves of the two sides slashed together fiercely, and a violent explosion immediately occurred!

A terrifying shock wave spread from the center of the explosion, sweeping half of the sky!

Sparks fell down one after another, flattening one mountain after another in an instant.

boom!
After one move, Xu Guizong spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Fang Shiyin, have you penetrated the sword intent?"

Xu Guizong knew very well that if Fang Shiyin hadn't kept his hand from the sword just now, he would never have survived.

It was clearly the same move, but he actually sensed an undeniable power from Fang Shiyin's sword.

It was as if he was not fighting a person, but an ancient giant mountain, and was suppressed to death.

"It has nothing to do with you whether I can figure it out or not. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Fang Shiyin couldn't stop laughing, the long sword in his hand fluttered, and his momentum was surging.

The long sword in his hand is not an extraordinary product, but an artifact for protecting the sect in the Holy Land—the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Sword!

"Even if I risk my life, I won't let go!"

Xu Guizong choked out sadly, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Then go to die!"

Fang Shiyin's face darkened suddenly, and the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Sword in his hand suddenly opened and closed like a mad bee and a wave of butterflies, surging violently!
Boom~~! ! !

A series of terrifying shock waves rushed out of his body, like the waves of the four seas, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings.

The strong power turned into a bunch of blood-colored light, pushing everything around, and quickly slashed towards Mr. Xu!
"Ahhh!"

Perceiving the power of this sword, the corners of Xu Guizong's brows twitched violently, startled!
Fang Shiyin's sword was so exquisite that he couldn't catch it at all!
But he still gritted his teeth, mobilized all the strength in his body, and slashed out with a sword!
Boom~~! ! !

The huge offensive, like pear blossoms with rain, turned into a beam of shocking rainbow, and slashed away!

Boom!

The offensives of both sides slashed together fiercely, immediately stirring up thousands of waves, and for a moment, the entire holy land was shaken, as if the sky was falling apart!

Click!

In the blink of an eye, Fang Shiyin's powerful sword immediately broke through layers of sword moves, and slashed at Xu Guizong's body!
puff!

Mr. Xu couldn't dodge in time, and his right arm was cut off in an instant, blood spurted wildly, like blood rain!
Bang chi!

That arm carried the Immortal Execution Sword and flew all the way into the sky, dripping with blood.

"The next strike will kill you."

Fang Shiyin held up the long sword, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he slashed it down!

Boom~~! ! !

This sword is like a tumbling river, and the deep sword intent bursts out, and the terrifying power sweeps across the sky, tyrannical and unparalleled!
Stab it!

In an instant, this sword cut through layers of air, and instantly came to Xu Guizong, less than one centimeter away from his face.

"No!"

Sensing the attack like bees, waves and butterflies above his head, Xu Guizong's face changed wildly, and his heart shook violently.

He had used all his strength for that sword strike just now, but he still lost to Fang Shiyin.

Today, he has been driven into a desperate situation.

If this sword were to be cut off now, he would definitely be separated from his body and die on the spot.

"Huh? This is?"

At this moment, Fang Shiyin suddenly let out a light snort.

He suddenly discovered that a murderous intent as strong as the sun was rapidly approaching.

"Heng Lei, someone turned into Heng Lei!"

He glanced sideways into the distance, and at a glance, he saw a white figure rushing crazily.

Due to the high speed, his figure passed by like a thunderbolt between heaven and earth, approaching the extreme!
The air is under his speed, producing a deafening sonic boom, buzzing!
"Let go of Master!"

Just when Fang Shiyin's sword was about to stand in front of Xu Guizong, a gilded sword light suddenly flashed like the sun's radiance.

Pfft!

Dazzling blood sprayed the entire hall.

Fang Shiyin stepped back on the spot, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

This sword light made him perceive an unquestionable majesty, just like the sword that the Holy Lord of Wrath and Sorrow took them out to practice and encountered a powerful enemy 30 years ago, so tyrannical.

"This is... a sword to level a thousand feet of waves!"

In the blink of an eye, Fang Shiyin could tell what a brilliant move this sword was.

The Flowing Light Sword Technique is the most accomplished technique in the "Sword Intent" created by the Holy Lord of Wrath.

(End of this chapter)