As their eyes met, a dazzling light flashed in Zhou Aotian's eyes. After which, his silhouette flickered as his longsword slashed out a ten meter long sword rainbow.
"Army Destroyer, kill!"
The ground was instantly annihilated by the powerful Sword Qi, and a wave of Qi swept over like raging waves beating against the shore.
Boom …
The terrifying force slammed into Zhou Yang's body, blasting him up into the sky.
In the next instant, Zhou Aotian leapt up as three different colored sword shadows appeared behind him.
Three Sword Souls!
This was the first time Zhou Yang saw Zhou Aotian's Astral Souls. He didn't expect Zhou Aotian to also be a 3-star Astral Soul cultivator.
Not only that, the three Astral Souls were all main Astral Souls, and one of them was the Greedy Wolf Sword, ranked fifth among the ten Astral Souls.
Howl …
A wolf's howl rang out as the three Sword Souls fused into the Army Destroyer. After which, a silver Heavenly Wolf stepped on two flying swords and rushed towards Zhou Yang.
The might of this attack was even stronger than Ye Zhining's Heavenly Phoenix Astral Soul, and he didn't have the time to open the devil gate.
"Qilin Armor!"
The Qilin Armor formed from 107 true runes enveloped Zhou Yang's body as he slashed out with his sword.
The Upright Yang Sword fused with the Mountain Sword and Heart Sword, transforming into a three-colored ray of light that collided with the Heavenly Wolf.
Boom!
The three-colored ray of light dissipated along with the Heavenly Wolf Sword, but the Army Destroyer was still there.
Bang!
The Army Destroyer pierced into Zhou Yang's chest as the Qilin Armor emitted a faint glow. Zhou Yang's body continued to fly upwards.
"Nine-eyed Astral Soul!"
As the Nine-eyed Astral Soul appeared, a powerful pressure enveloped the area, causing Zhou Yang's body to tremble. Under the augmentation of a Heavenly Dipper Astral Soul, his Quintessential Yuan energy had increased by five times.
But this wasn't the end. After the Nine-eyed Astral Soul appeared, the Magma Giant Astral Soul also fused into his body. Instantly, his Flaming Magnetic Hands grabbed the Army Destroyer. At this moment, his Quintessential Yuan energy had already exceeded the strength of 600 tigers.
The strength of the white tiger was equivalent to the strength of an elephant. His grip exceeded five elephants.
"Buzz …"
His figure stopped in midair, and a huge force blocked the impact of the Army Vanquishing Sword. The pressure on the Qilin Armor was immediately greatly reduced. At the same time, the Flame Magnetic Force erupted, and the Army Vanquishing Sword trembled violently.
"Greedy Wolf, Destruction Army, combine!"
Down below, Zhou Aotian let out a thunderous roar. The image of the Celestial Wolf appeared once again, merging with the Army Destroyer Sword.
Boom!
Suddenly, a huge force exploded and Zhou Yang was sent flying. Blood flowed out of his mouth.
"Zhou Yang, do you know the difference between us now? However, this is only the beginning."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Aotian suddenly clasped his hands together, and the Real Essence of the Wood Star Realm condensed in his hands. Immediately afterward, a bronze-colored power overflowed from his hands, and when he opened his palms, a silver-colored palm appeared.
Bronze Power was only the first stage of Metal Power, similar to Crimson Flame, while Silver Power was the second stage of Metal Power, Silver Power!
"Zhou Yang, I'll let you taste the Sky Shattering Palm that His Highness gave me!"
As soon as Zhou Aotian finished speaking, he struck out with both of his palms, and the silver palm holding the heavy sword slowly floated into the air.
Zhou Yang raised his guard and immediately gathered all his strength. But at this moment, the silver palm suddenly disappeared.
Bang!
In an instant, Zhou Yang felt that his chest had suffered a heavy blow. The blood and Qi in his body surged, and his organs even showed signs of collapsing. Lowering his head to look, he saw a startling silver-white palm print on his Qilin True Pattern.
Crack!
A crisp sound came from his chest. This was not the sound of bones breaking, but solidification.
This kind of solidification was not the same as being frozen, but petrification. At this moment, Zhou Yang only felt that his chest was becoming stiff, as if it had disappeared, and he could not feel anything at all.
Moreover, this feeling was still spreading to the rest of his body.
Chest, abdomen, limbs, and even head …
"Zhou Yang, the power of this palm print will turn your body into metal. At that time, you will become a lump of iron. Now, while you can still gather your Real Essence, quickly use the flames to burn yourself …"
Zhou Yang's heart moved. Fire could subdue metal. Only the Blue Flame True Fire could resolve this crisis. He immediately circulated the Real Essence in his body.
Raging flames wrapped around his body, but this could only temporarily stop his metal transformation. It was impossible for him to recover his combat strength in a short period of time.
More importantly, Zhou Aotian was still eyeing him from below.
"Nine Eyes Astral Soul!"
With a thought, the Nine Eyes Astral Soul appeared again.
"Demonic Eye of Dreams …"
This was Zhou Yang's first time using the Demonic Eye of Dreams. The huge eye in the sky flashed with a dim light, and Zhou Aotian instinctively looked at the Nine Eyes Astral Soul. In an instant, he froze on the spot.
Zhou Yang was very clear that with his current mastery of the Demonic Eye of Dreams, he could not trap Zhou Aotian for too long. He had to recover his combat strength before Zhou Aotian woke up.
The flames in the sky burned even more fiercely, and Zhou Yang's body continued to sink under the flames. When he was about ten feet from the ground, a figure walked over from the other side.
It was an old man dressed in a gray robe, and he had a cold smile on his face.
"Zhou Yang, you've finally fallen into my hands."
The old man's smile widened. The next moment, his figure flashed, and he appeared in the sky above Zhou Yang.
"Ximen!"
The person who appeared was Elder Ximen, who had been judged by Zhou Yang in the past.
After the incident with Xiao Qianjue, he was punished to be sent to the Sword Catacomb as an attendant. Although Zhou Yang had been on guard against this person, he did not expect him to appear at this time.
"Zhou Yang, you never thought that this day would come, right? Haha …"
With a maniacal laugh, Ximen raised his right fist and punched towards Zhou Yang's chest.
Boom!
The power of the Wood Star Realm directly blasted Zhou Yang into the deep pit below. In an instant, Zhou Yang was engulfed by the astral winds in the deep pit.
"Haha … Haha …" His laughter was incomparably maniacal.
"Where is he?"
Zhou Aotian, who had just woken up, asked Ximen.
"Young Master Zhou, please rest assured. Zhou Yang is already dead," Ximen said with a smile.
"Dead? Where's the corpse? "Zhou Aotian looked around.
"The corpse?" Ximen pointed at the deep pit below and said, "The astral winds have already crushed it into powder."
"His Highness wants to see the corpse. He won't be at ease without seeing the corpse, and I won't either," Zhou Aotian said unhappily.
"Young Master Zhou, please don't worry. First, he was heavily injured by your Petrifying Space-Breaking Palm, and then he was blasted into the astral winds by me with all my strength. Even if he didn't die, the astral winds below could easily annihilate him."
Zhou Aotian nodded after hearing this. "Even if he was at his peak, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of the astral winds. However, I have to obey His Highness' order. I think the astral winds won't last much longer. You stay here and guard him. Don't leave until you see the final result."
"This … there's no need."
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