Capítulo 1183: Chapter 1123: Great Desolation Fist
Certainly! Here is the English translation of the Chinese text:
“Indeed, it is an incredible sword. Just the blade alone has such sharpness. Sadly, if you think you can tear into pieces just with the blade, you’re overthinking it,” Ye Tian murmured to himself.
The strength of his body.
Especially after integrating the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Tripod, it reached an unbelievable level.
Resisting this attack is not a problem at all.
This Dragon Prison Sword is strong, but if it were only its blade aura, it would only have the power of the Earth Martial Realm Peak Stage or even Half-step Heavenly Martial Realm, which is not a fatal level for Ye Tian.
Even if Chen Qingming were to shatter the sword, it wouldn’t hurt him in the slightest. If not for Ye Tian’s curiosity about what she was hiding in the Divine Martial Academy, he would have killed her long ago.
Everyone in the Divine Martial Field was stunned.
Even the higher-ups of the Divine Martial Academy like Lin Zhenwu were as if they had seen a ghost.
How is this possible?!
Look at Yu Qiong, who at this mont, could only shake his head trembling.
Shaking madly.
Unable to accept it.
“I refuse to believe it!!!” Chen Qingming finally reacted emotionally.
Finally, aside from coldness, there were so other emotions.
“Summon the sword!” Chen Qingming shouted coldly.
The voice was so cold it threatened to freeze this land.
There was a fluctuation in the voice as she raised her hand and pointed.
A stream of blood spanned the void and real space, directly landing on the hilt of the Dragon Prison Sword.
Chen Qingming’s face turned a bit pale.
Apparently, truly wielding the Dragon Prison Sword was sowhat difficult for her, requiring so cost.
“Sizzle…”
The Dragon Prison Sword moved.
Originally, it spanned across the heaven and earth, with its hilt above and the blade below.
Originally, it hung in the sky do like a golden demon pillar, pressing against the void and reality.
But at this mont, it suddenly seed to have a soul.
It no longer looked like a sword.
It was a dragon that danced across the sky do, tearing at one’s mind!
A golden dragon moving instantaneously.
Coming towards Ye Tian, with open jaws and five claws, ready to devour and shatter everything.
For a mont, inside the Divine Martial Field, countless Martial Arts Practitioners found it hard to breathe.
The mont the Dragon Prison Sword moved, it was like the annihilation of heaven and earth, gripping both mind and heart.
Including existences like Lin Zhenwu in the True King Realm, everyone felt a deadly threat!
In everyone’s eyes, there was only the Dragon Prison Sword moving like instantaneous movent towards Ye Tian!
In everyone’s mind, there was only one thought—Ye Tian, undoubtedly dood!
“Ye Tian, let’s see if you can still survive?!!!”
As the dragon prison sword’s lethal golden blade was about to reach Ye Tian, Chen Qingming stood in the sky do and shouted.
The voice carried domination, power, contempt for everything. It was slaughter, silent annihilation, control of all.
“No…”
Ji Qinghe murmured, despairing.
The Ancient and Modern Little Princess also sighed, looking deeply at Ye Tian, knowing this was the last encounter. Such a peerless genius left a deep impression on her. If possible, she hoped Ye Tian could survive, but alas…
In the blink of an eye.
The golden blade of the Dragon Prison Sword seed to touch Ye Tian!
But at that mont.
Suddenly.
“This? Trying to kill ? Chen Qingming, have you eaten too much crap?! Even if you’re here in your true form, you’re still garbage! Since the true form is here, let’s perish together!” Ye Tian’s disdainful voice resonated.
Then, a silver-white, semi-transparent tripod image suddenly opened up, hanging above Ye Tian’s head.
Enveloping Ye Tian.
It was as if Ye Tian was absolutely defended.
At the sa ti.
“Great Desolation Fist!!!”
Ye Tian shouted, throwing a punch at the Dragon Prison Sword before him.
This was a Martial Arts technique given by the Nine Heavens Goddess, though not as good as the Sun God Fist, but passable.
After all, since I learned it, I have to showcase it.
Desolation enveloped heaven and earth.
As if pulling everyone in the Divine Martial Field and all spaces into the barbaric era billions of years ago.
Endless desolation, endless lancholy, endless sorrow.
Between heaven and earth, as if life and vitality ceased to exist, as if there was no longer any pulse of bloodline, only a punch!!!
That punch moved silently, advancing like a hallucination, giving an extrely eerie sensation.
The fist seal seed neither fast, nor big, nor gathered, nor hidden, nor regular, nor sharp…
Not matching any strong flavor. But!
Once this punch was thrown…
That Dragon Prison Sword, that Dragon Prison Sword at the Primordial Artifact level, that Dragon Prison Sword already in front of Ye Tian with endless gold and extre sharpness, actually quivered fiercely!
That tremor seed to be fear.
Then…
“Clang!”
The ear-piercing sound of tal clashing, ripping the sky do.
Resonating in the sky do.
The Dragon Prison Sword seed like a small dragon suppressed by a Sky Covering hand.
Gold dispersed.
Flying backward.
Not just that, as the Dragon Prison Sword flew backward, in mid-air, Chen Qingming’s complexion paled dramatically, devoid of any blood color, a large mouthful of blood gushed out!
“You…” Chen Qingming was not just emotionally affected; she was panicking.
Chen Qingming stared intently at Ye Tian!
Her heart and mind were already in turmoil.
She even forcibly wielded the Dragon Prison Sword?
Yet still couldn’t kill Ye Tian, on the contrary, casually crushed by Ye Tian’s punch?
What a joke!
Not only Chen Qingming, thousands of people inside and outside of the Divine Martial Field nearly fainted from shock, hardly believing what they saw!
“What about you?!”
Ye Tian, however, exuded fierce battle intent. Under the endless desolate aura of the Great Desolation Fist, it seed everyone was affected by the low emotions. But Ye Tian, the instigator of the Great Desolation Fist, completely leaped out of desolation’s mood and instead beca terrifyingly sharp, murderous intent shaking the heavens, without hesitation, throwing another punch.
This punch, however, was aid at Chen Qingming.
“Damn! Little bastard, you forced this on !”
Chen Qingming felt a chill throughout her body, as if suppressed beneath the Nine Nether Cold Ice, inexplicably sensing the taste of death.
How dare she hesitate anymore?
“Sky Soul Flag!!! Co out for !” Chen Qingming scread, her voice changing sowhat…
Her aura suddenly turned sowhat evil.
A sinister howl.
A blood-colored flag erged across the sky. On top of the blood-colored flag, the arrangent of arrays dazzled the eyes, no less than a thousand arrays!
Not only that, on that grand array, there were massive skull patterns, seemingly so ancient totem, black and red, closely resembling live flowing and moving skull patterns.
Terrifyingly, those skull patterns could indiscriminately absorb the aura between heaven and earth!!!
Specializing in absorbing blood energy, death energy, destructive energy.
Not only between heaven and earth, but even the surrounding void was annihilated, hollowed out, extracted…
No shortage of vast VOID power was suddenly absorbed by the skull.
That blood-colored flag!
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