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Chapter 1556

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The whole place fell silent.

"Fu 'er …"

The night wind didn't understand the mood and blew noisily, covering up the heart-wrenching cry. It was as if the world was still beautiful and everyone could still live happily.

"If you're dead, then you're useless." Jiang Mingcheng casually kicked Fu 'er away, sending her tumbling away like a fragile doll.

Yan Li struggled to stand up. He used his strength to force the cyan steel sword out of his body bit by bit and fell to the ground. After taking two steps, he fell to the ground again. Little by little, he crawled to Fu 'er's side and held up her broken body with an expression that couldn't be explained with words.

Fu 'er couldn't open her eyes anymore. She used her good hand to touch the wounds on Yan Li's body and said weakly, "Master … run … quickly …" Then her little hand slipped down.

Yan Li gently pulled Fu 'er into his arms and stroked her little head as if she was just asleep. He coaxed softly, "My good Fu' er, sleep in peace. Master won't let these demons and monsters disturb you. One sword is enough."

Everyone sneered and surrounded him with malicious intentions. Yan Li, who had been stabbed eight times, was like a fish on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

"He's probably crazy," Tantric Sect Protector Ping Yue said coldly with his arms crossed.

Jue Liu glanced at the Heavenly Cycle Domain and said with a smile, "I've checked Wang Yan's body. He died the same way as Su Jin. It seems that he fell for his trick. Unfortunately, the City Lord has already used the God State first. If he can't form the Law Domain, how can he use the Sword Intent Concealing Spirit? Without this move, who can he deal with? "

Jiang Mingcheng laughed softly. It was because he saw this clearly that he didn't panic even when the hostage committed suicide. "My friends in the pugilistic world give you face and call you Yan Shifang, but in my eyes, you're just a child. Calling you boy Yan is already polite. Why do you think you can take down Longling City all by yourself? Even without this hostage, you wouldn't be my opponent. Now, I'll give you two choices. One is to continue with your trick, and I'll keep my word and spare your life. The other is to kneel down and kowtow to me, and I'll let you live as my dog. You see, I am still benevolent towards you. Even after being offended by you, I still wholeheartedly want to spare your life. You should know how to cherish it. "

"That's right, that's right. Don't waste the City Lord's nurturing, hahahaha …"

Yan Li stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion. The Li Cliff materialized in his hand and he fiercely plunged it into the ground, making a sudden muffled sound.

"Wu Shi …"

Everyone looked at each other and suddenly felt like they couldn't laugh anymore.

The Li Cliff was slowly unsheathed. The sound of the sword's spine rubbing against the scabbard pierced everyone's ears and strongly stimulated their flesh and blood, making their blood restless. A helpless sense of nakedness came from their souls, making them feel like rotting corpses exposed to the sun. Filth and stench had nowhere to hide.

They saw that with the cracked half of the sword as the center, a dark black halo spread out in all directions. It went to infinity and then bounced back from infinity, as if it had constructed a river of time. Many strong things hit the sword, and the cracks spread further.

Like the ripples of the river of time, they kept hitting the sword, and more like forging iron, causing the color of the sword to constantly change. The sound was like a giant hammer hitting the hearts of Jiang Mingcheng and the others, causing their bodies to stiffen and their hands and feet to almost be unable to move.



"What …"

"What's wrong with me …"

The customers of Long Ling Manor were quick-witted enough to want to flee, but it was extremely difficult for them to take a single step. In the past, these great experts who could travel hundreds of feet in a blink of an eye were now crawling like snails, scrambling to escape from this situation that terrified them.

"Damn it, what kind of magical ability is this?" Jue Liu shouted.

"City Lord, City Lord, save me, I don't want to die!" Ping Yue of the Tantric Buddhism Sect could no longer maintain his indifference and cried out in fear.

"Could it be that I want to?" Jiang Mingcheng did not say these words, but his instincts were constantly warning him to immediately leave this place. If he delayed for even a breath, he would lose his life here. But the pride in his heart of the Divine Domain prevented him from moving.

"You want to defeat me under the Divine Realm?" He raised his hands, the star power madly surging, forming a vortex that connected the heavens and the earth like a tsunami. Then it transformed into a giant hammer that smashed at Yan Li.

Everyone was delighted to see this.

"Stop the War …"

The black ring of light suddenly shrank and all the clamor stopped. The giant hammer strangely hovered above Yan Li's head, and he did not even raise his head to look at it. As if time and space had stopped, the fleeing patrons were horrified to find that, except for their thoughts, everything else had stopped. Breathing, heartbeat, and the flow of blood.

"It's Invincible in Ten Directions!"

"It's Invincible in Ten Directions!"

The two protectors thought of it at the same time, and then everyone else thought of it.

Why was Yan Shifang called Yan Shifang? Was it really just because his friends in the jianghu were giving him face?

"No!"

Stopping the flow of time and space in the Divine Realm? Jiang Mingcheng's heart was about to jump out of his chest as he roared unwillingly at the world. "Move, move, move … Ah …"

Crack crack crack!

Jiang Mingcheng found that his stiff bones were groaning under the strain. Because of the pain, he was ecstatic. The power of his primordial spirit followed his will and surged out, activating the entire Divine Realm.

"I am the master of the Divine Realm, the ruler of this world. This is the rule of the Heavenly Dao, and no other will can surpass me!" He shouted loudly, and the power of his primordial spirit surged out ten times, a hundred times more than before. The giant hammer wildly expanded like a bubble, and in the end, it became a towering mountain nearly three thousand zhang tall, almost piercing a hole in the sky.

"Divine Realm, Giant Peak! Smash him to death for me! "Within the Divine Domain, an abnormally shrill voice that seemed to have lost its composure exploded. The Giant Peak began to descend, and the air was subjected to the intense pressure, emitting an ear-piercing "humming" sound. It was as if a giant's foot was crushing steel bit by bit.

But Yan Li still did not look at it. Instead, he closed his eyes and gently leaned his head against Fu 'er's.

"Invincible in Ten Directions …"

"Clang!"

After the sword was unsheathed, there was no other sound in the world except for the sound of the sword, which was like a dragon emerging from the water. Leaving Cliff seemed to slowly draw a circle in the air, and then a deep black sword light spread out. With the birth of the sword soul, this move was no longer limited to the four directions of north, south, east, and west, but also left, right, up, and down. There were also the two subjective poles of time and space.

A strong Conceptual Domain was a total of ten directions.

The sword light spread out in ten directions, and no one could escape. First, it was Absolute Flow. When he could finally move his eyes, he saw the sword light drown him, and he saw his body turn to ash bit by bit. All of this happened without a sound, as if his destruction was already an established fact.

Next was Ping Yue. No matter how much he released the Flame of Buddha's Fury, it was useless. He wanted to escape, but the sword light drowned him first. He let out a terrified scream, trying to leave one last mark on this world. But he could not hear his own voice.

The Divine Realm exploded.

The explosion was a phenomenon of rapid bursting, but there was no sound. Everything was like a mime.

When Jiang Mingcheng discovered that the Divine Realm was bursting, the first thing he thought of was not how serious the backlash would hurt him, but how desperately he wanted to get out of this quagmire. But he found that under this deep black sword light, he could not fly with the celestial implement. "Yan … Yan Li, Yan Shifang, okay, I know I was wrong, I know, don't kill me … I, don't kill me … please spare me, I'm willing to be your slave … by the way, money, I have plenty of money, I'll give it all to you, I'll give it all to you …" He thought of Dragon Order City, which he had built with his own hands. His divine sense covered a radius of ten miles at the same time, just enough to observe the residents of the whole street. He liked to spy on the wives of the rich and the husbands of the rich, watching them having sex. Occasionally, he would give them pointers, and then watch them quarrel. In the Tower of Light of Dragon Order Mansion, he was like a god, managing his believers. He gave every believer equal treatment, and he enjoyed and was obsessed with all of this.

All of this changed in an instant. Dragon Order City no longer belonged to him, and so did his life. Darkness enveloped him, and he struggled unwillingly, roaring, cursing, crying, begging for mercy … in the end, not even a speck of dust was left.

A fault appeared in the power of the stars in the space. Starting from a certain height, the power of the stars no longer descended.

Like the harshest and most merciless time, it passed mercilessly, not caring that people were flirting in order to attract its attention, and easily destroying inestimable mansions.

The night wind blew merrily, and it just so happened to be within the range of Tong Chi Street. There were no obstacles within ten miles, and they could fly however they wanted, no longer having to worry about crashing into walls.

In the distance, the battlefield had already stopped. Having escaped this disaster in fright, they temporarily lost the will to fight. They all gathered towards Yan Li.

Yan Li stood up with Fu 'er in his arms. He had already sensed the uninvited guests, and did not want to be disturbed at this moment, so he planned to leave. However, there was not a single drop of his sword soul left, and his Source Sea was empty, so he had no choice but to walk. After two steps, the Leaving Cliff shattered into dust. He put it away and continued walking. After another two steps, he suddenly felt a strong burning sensation in his arms. He stopped and looked down woodenly, only to see that Fu 'er's body was glowing for some reason.

"Fu 'er?" His dry heart seemed to have been injected with a drop of Spirit Spring Water, and his throat became slightly moist as he let out a low call.

Suddenly, Fu 'er's corpse left him, and floated in the air. Her head, hands, chest, abdomen, and feet suddenly exploded with bright starlight. Her originally dim left foot also gradually began to glow, as though it was a sign that a star was about to be born.

A sentence suddenly burst out in Yan Li's mind: When she grows seven stars, bring her to see me. Although the words of Buluo City's high priest were conveyed by Shen Liuyun, he had always remembered them very clearly.

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