While Zhou Bai and Xiang Tiandi were fighting to the death in the Arena of Heaven.
Yun Chonghe and Ying Luan, who had escaped from the central city in hopes of reaching the battlefield, finally arrived at the edge of the battlefield.
The two old men were shocked when they saw the scene of Zhou Bai punching Xiang Tiandi until he was forced to kneel on the ground by Xiang Tiandi's punches in the distance.
Ying Luan laughed excitedly. "Did you see that? Zhou Bai! My student! Even the Thunder Marshal is no match for him now! "
"I told you that Zhou Bai has the potential to become an immortal! He will definitely become the savior of mankind! "
Yun Chonghe stroked his beard and smiled. Then, his expression turned serious as he looked at the projection. Xiang Tiandi had transformed into his demon form and his huge wings covered half the arena.
Seeing this scene, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and horror.
"That's … a mutation … but it doesn't look like it. It looks more like the demonic bloodline of the Sky-Toppling Sect …"
"Let's go!"
…
At this moment, following Elder Heaven Sword's awakening, his entire body had already transformed into a giant sword that was hundreds of meters long. Under Yun Chonghe's control, it slashed down from the sky and landed on the Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence's head with a force that could tear the world apart.
However, the Death Plague Heaven Monarch did not move. Instead, she continued to move her limbs, showing off her graceful figure and exuding a primitive allure.
She knew that there was someone present who could help her block this attack.
As long as this person was present, she would never have to worry about being ambushed. All she had to do was focus on suppressing Li Xiuzhu.
At that moment, Fan Ming, who had been watching from the side, was covered in a layer of bright silver armor.
He did not want to gang up on Li Xiuzhu with the other immortals, but he would not allow others to ambush the Death Plague Heaven Monarch either.
Fan Ming's body moved as he looked at the huge sword falling from the sky. He had already created a shockwave and appeared in front of the huge sword at an astonishing speed. He then stopped abruptly, causing the shockwaves to collide with each other, creating a series of sonic booms.
In the face of the oncoming giant sword, Fan Ming had no intention of backing down. In other words, his battles had always been about using strength to defeat strength, using toughness to overcome toughness.
Fan Ming looked at the gigantic sword descending from the sky and gently clenched his fist. As the air was squeezed and exploded, an explosive crackling sound rang out.
However, the clenching of his fist seemed to shock the souls of everyone present. They felt like their consciousness was about to leave their bodies and be sucked into Fan Ming's hand.
At this moment, Fan Ming's right hand seemed to carry with it an endless amount of magic. Every single move he made caused the world to change, and the hearts of humans to sway along with it.
There was no change in the Primordial Spirit, no display of any martial arts moves, and no use of Spiritual Opportunity.
Fan Ming threw a simple punch without any fancy moves, directly using his fist to hit the strongest point of the giant sword.
If Marshal Ninth Firmament of the Thunder Clan wanted to win, he would have to defeat his enemy's strongest point.
Yun Chonghe's expression changed when he sensed this. 'After Elder Heaven Sword woke up, he immediately became completely distorted. He can only rely on his last bit of consciousness to let me throw out a sword, and then he will completely lose control. Even so, the power of this sword is definitely at the level of an Immortal, and it's also an attack with the power of distortion.
Even if he's the Thunder Clan's Marshal, he can't block this sword with just his physical body alone … '
In the next moment, the giant sword that Elder Heaven Sword had transformed into collided with Fan Ming's fist. Fan Ming was too close to the sword, and did not give Yun Chonghe any chance to change his position.
As the fist and the sword collided, a deafening sound rang out. There was an explosion within a radius of a hundred miles, and the aftermath of the collision of the two forces spread out in all directions. Mountains exploded one after another, and some of the cultivators with lower cultivation bases felt as if they had been smashed by an invisible hammer, and they retreated with blood flowing from all seven orifices.
Amidst the earth-shattering collision, when the giant sword struck Fan Ming's fist, it was like a machete striking a steel plate. The giant sword sank slightly, and then its momentum was stopped, unable to move an inch further.
Fan Ming's figure did not take a single step back.
Yun Chonghe was shocked when he saw this. "What a terrifying physical body!"
The Heavenly Lord of Death Pestilence glanced casually at Elder Heaven Sword, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Marshal Ninth Firmament, Fan Ming, had been a God for tens of thousands of years, and was proficient in all thunder techniques in the world.
Before his Tendo was distorted, he had tempered his body with the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning when he was at his peak. His divine body was said to be able to repel all evil, and his combat power could no longer be measured by pure Dao.
He disdained sneak attacks, and even more so, disdained to team up. In battle, he had always used absolute strength to finish off his opponent.
However, Elder Heaven Sword was a mutant that had been guarding West Peak City, and the Celestial Court was wary of him. Now that he had completely transformed, it was naturally impossible for him to be blocked by Fan Ming so easily.
The entire giant sword twisted violently, and flying swords kept growing out of the metal blade, covering the entire blade like a mountain of knives and a sea of swords. At the same time, they were densely packed like needles, squeezing and intertwining with each other, becoming denser and denser.
Fan Ming frowned slightly when he saw this. 'Mutation? This feeling … is it the Heaven Sword? '
When the giant sword fell, he thought it was some kind of artifact. Now that he realized that his opponent was a mutant, he did not want to continue to touch it with his bare hands.
Fan Ming took a slight step back, and his body shook slightly, setting off a strong gust of wind.
Then, he threw a punch with his other hand, and the air was whipped and compressed into a solid state in an instant.
Under the immense pressure of the unavoidable force, the layers of airflow directly turned into a diamond-like state. Then, with a loud bang, it collided with the giant sword's body. It was as if an invisible giant palm was dragging the Heavenly Sword, and then forcibly pushing the giant sword upwards.
However, after throwing a few consecutive punches, Fan Ming felt that something was wrong. Although Elder Heaven Sword had turned into a sword, he was still like a living creature. Not only did he struggle with all his might, but he also emitted all sorts of extreme emotions. Flying swords of various shapes kept growing out of the sword's blade, and within a short period of time, it had expanded into a mountain of swords.
Moreover, with every punch he threw across space, the mountain of swords before him would grow even stronger and become even larger.
If it were to continue growing like this, it would not be impossible for it to become a mountain range that spanned tens or even hundreds of kilometers.
And if there was no limit to this growth, then it would be possible for it to destroy the entire planet one day.
'I can't let this monster continue to grow.'
Fan Ming narrowed his eyes, but he did not hold back. He threw punch after punch, sending the mountain of swords that was getting bigger and bigger into the sky. It flew all the way out of the atmosphere.
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