C972 Clean up
C972 Clean up
"How can there be such a forbidden card …" An unstoppable power … "
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
"Divine Armor!"
Bishop Iskandar was filled with shock and he could not believe what he saw. In a panic, he could only summon his strongest armour to protect himself.
As a member of the Tenth Order Profession, she was an existence equivalent to a Great Emperor.
Unfortunately, it had been a long time since he had fought in a head-on battle.
Facing Gu Huang's use of his strength and Sword Truth, it was completely unheard-of and completely unheard-of.
Furthermore, the power of the Forbidden Card, the seal, was completely unexpected.
Forbidden cards could almost suppress all known powers.
Unless his portion of power had never appeared before.
Green Clothes Without Desolation!
This was definitely a spell that he had just created. Only this could explain why he couldn't feel even the slightest trace of magic fluctuations.
"Armor of Death!"
"Shield of Darkness!"
"Iskandar, no need to panic. I don't believe that his power will last for long."
"As long as we can survive, it will be his death."
"Mayor Luo, what other treasures do you have? Stop hiding them and quickly take them out to kill him."
President Bo Ke waved his hand and summoned Death Magic Congregated Armour and a huge dark shield that tightly covered himself. Facing the power Gu Huang had unleashed, he had truly never heard or seen anything like it before, and felt fear from the depths of his soul.
Cultivating in death magic all year round, his perception of death was sharper than anyone else's.
People will die.
"Wu Huang, why aren't you dying, and why are you resisting?"
"Isn't it better to just die honestly?"
"Since you want to resist, your fate is destined for you to die!"
"Blade of Destiny!"
Luo Thirteen's eyes were extremely red. Looking at Gu Huang's sword light that filled the sky, he also felt a deep unwillingness and fear. He simply gritted his teeth and directly brought out an incomparably bizarre weapon.
It was like a sword, but not a sword. It was like a blade, but not a blade. Each side had their own blades, filled with an endless ice-cold will.
Silver rune s covered the sky as they interweaved, and the Blade of Fate turned into a silver ray of light, piercing towards Gu Huang's head in the blink of an eye, shattering countless sword lights along the way.
"Fate!"
"It's just a joke!"
"Break!"
Facing the Blade of Destiny's piercing attack, Old Devil Huang let out a cold laugh. Countless golden sword lights overlapped and a total of 999 sword lights fused together to form a giant golden sword that came crashing down.
The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart. The void rumbled, as if the boundless universe itself was collapsing.
The silver Divine Edge and the golden sword of light clashed in the air, the rune cracked, the silver dimmed, and the Divine Edge cracked inch by inch.
"Crack!"
An incomparably clear sound resounded through the void. The Edge of Destiny was broken into seven pieces, falling to the ground in pieces. It was as if it was made of scrap metal and was of no use at all.
"Pfft!"
"No …" Edge of Destiny … You actually broke the Blade of Fate … "
"Devil, you are a devil."
"You are the same as your master, a devil who disobeys fate."
Luo Thirteen's figure retreated. Blood wildly spurted out of his body as his hair was disheveled and his eyes filled with fear and panic. He looked at Gu Huang as if he was looking at a devil.
Just what kind of power was it?
The Imperial Armament s, the ones that contained the Power of Destiny, had actually shattered.
Even though it was just an Inferior Grade Imperial Armament!
However, they had to spend their lives cultivating and tempering for countless years. Just based on this, they were able to destroy the Imperial Armament.
They are two rebels!
"Royal Luo Family will be removed from the Nine Prefectures. I'll start from you today."
"Kill!"
Old Devil Huang was filled with killing intent, like an unrivaled great devil that had been revived from his deep slumber in the endless abyss.
Right before Luo Thirteen's incomparably terrified eyes, his head and body were dismembered, blood flying in the sky, soul light escaping, trembling, but in the next moment it was similarly destroyed by the sword light.
The Genuine Spirit was defeated and the Vital Imprint was destroyed.
Even the chances of reincarnation had disappeared.
"Young Master, mighty!"
"Boss Huang, kill them all!"
"Little brother, don't keep any of them."
"Young master, they've all been slaughtered."
Old Lion King, Jin Yuanbao, Feng Qingliu, the Yellow Dragon, and even the Vice President Ott were extremely excited as they all shouted loudly, making a huge reversal.
He never thought that he would be able to ignore the Forbidden Card and release a terrifying fighting strength similar to that of the War God s.
Killing the Emperor was like slaughtering a dog.
How terrifying was this? And what kind of tyrannical battle power was this?
Could this be the Green Clothes Without Desolation, the true power that came from the Cultivation Side and the magic side? What was displayed under the Heavenly Tribulation was extremely rare.
"War God!"
Meng Qingcheng's bright eyes were filled with joy and shock. Seeing her husband's performance, she could only call him War God.
It was not a divine ability, nor was it a battle skill, nor was it a technique. It was purely a martial intent.
If it wasn't the War God, then what was it?
But it could still bear the name of the War God.
This was definitely not the Green Clothes Without Desolation, which combined with the Cultivation Side and magic, but it was another type of technique that had never appeared before.
Could it be that my husband created this Supreme Martial Dao?
"War God!"
"Wu Huang, you dare to call yourself a god, what do you think you are?"
"Do you really think you've won?"
"Sire is about to arrive. You will all die without a doubt."
While Bishop Iskardar was shocked, he was naturally unwilling to be killed. It was a pity that he had miscalculated today and did not know much about him. In the countless years that had passed, his Epoch of Disaster had never appeared again.
Lord, as long as we can stop him …
The Lord will definitely save us.
"Master, you mean that four-winged Avian?"
"What a pity!" He can't come. "
"It's time to send you on your way."
"From today onwards, wherever I, Wu Huang, go, Judgement Hall, and Assassin's Association will be removed from the list."
"Kill!"
Old Devil Huang rolled up his sleeves, and the golden heavenly passage above his head shot out billions of rays of resplendent golden light. Endless amounts of terrifying sword light erupted from within, like an unending torrent.
Within a circumference of a hundred miles, sword light filled the air. Regardless of the sky or the ground, all of them were crisscrossing sword light.
Blood, severed limbs, screams, and wails formed a hymn of death.
Ten breaths!
Only ten breaths had passed.
On the ground, in the sky, other than Gu Huang and a few others, there was no one else left alive. Besides the bloodstains on the ground, there were no complete bones.
Three thousand Condemning Knights, six great adjudication envoys, five hundred members of Assassin's Association, as well as Vice President Bo Ke, Archbishop Iskandar, and Mayor Luo Thirteen, all perished.
The scene was deathly still, with rivers of blood flowing on the ground. The air was filled with the thick smell of blood.
"Young Master, mighty!"
"May I ask Young Master what is this method …"
Old Lion King roared towards the sky, his entire being was filled with joy and surprise, he could not help but want to ask what kind of method Gu Huang had in mind.
"Jin Shan, are you crazy?"
"What identity does Young Master have? How could these trash have anything to do with Young Master? It was clearly us who killed them together."
The Yellow Dragon had lived for countless of years, and had long since become smart. It was clear that the Young Master did not want to reveal this portion of strength, and if not for the Forbidden Card, it would not be possible for it to be used.
It didn't matter if they were doing well or making trouble, all of this had to be placed on their heads.