Chapter 1583
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"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
In the face of the combined attack of Jian Wuchen's five ultimate trump cards, the area where the central city was located seemed to have ushered in its doomsday. In an instant, it entered a doomsday filled with death.
The sky was collapsing, the earth was cracking, the mountains were crumbling, and the rivers were drying up. The merciless destruction of the doomsday was vividly displayed before everyone's eyes at this moment.
There were some tyrannical existences in the Ancient Ming Battlefield who wanted to kill Xiao Fan, Jian Wuchen, and the others. But in the face of Jian Wuchen's terrifying attack, they instantly froze and retreated far away in fear, not daring to take another step forward.
Suddenly, the boys and girls outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield who were cheering for Jian Wuchen stopped because they were completely shocked by the power of Jian Wuchen's attack. Their bodies turned cold and they trembled, unable to say anything. Their eyes were filled with deep reverence and strong worship for Jian Wuchen.
At this moment, everyone stopped breathing and their hearts stopped beating. Their eyes were fixed on the battlefield. They didn't even dare to blink as they stared at Jian Wuchen, who was like a god and a demon.
As for Xiao Fan, he was temporarily ignored. In the eyes of countless people, there was only Jian Wuchen's figure.
But at this moment!
Xiao Fan moved!
Xiao Fan was still standing quietly in the same place. His gloomy eyes were still filled with extreme cruelty as he faced Jian Wuchen's world-shaking attack. It was as if he was watching a big joke and fireworks with undisguised ridicule and contempt on his face.
The next second!
Xiao Fan raised his right hand unhurriedly and slowly extended his right index finger. There was no aura fluctuation from his body. It was as if he was simply pointing at Jian Wuchen's five ultimate trump cards!
The impossible happened when Xiao Fan pointed with his right index finger!
The attack formed by Jian Wuchen's five ultimate trump cards instantly stopped in front of Xiao Fan's finger. The earth-shattering scene of the world's destruction seemed to have been casually wiped away by an invisible hand. It disappeared without a trace in an instant, returning peace and tranquility to the world!
As for Jian Wuchen, it was as if the world had been frozen. He stood motionless in the air not far from Xiao Fan, completely unaware of what had happened!
In the next second, the tip of Xiao Fan's right index finger gently pushed forward by an inch!
In an instant!
Jian Wuchen's King Sword Celestial Laksana was the first to shatter in the air. Then, the small golden sword seemed to have a spiritual consciousness. It let out a shrill cry full of fear and despair. Then, it dissipated inch by inch in the air, turning into countless golden light spots. It gradually disappeared into the air and could no longer be seen.
Then, Xiao Fan's right index finger continued to gently push forward!
Jian Wuchen's Heaven Sword Nine Styles, the ninth style, Myriad Swords Return to Origin, issued the same horrifying sword cry as the small golden sword. Then, it cracked inch by inch and collapsed bit by bit. Bit by bit, it completely disappeared in the sky and could no longer be seen.
It wasn't over yet. Xiao Fan's right index finger gently pushed forward for the third time!
This time, it was the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword!
The dark purple Purple Firmament Thunder Sword trembled violently. The dark purple light on it flickered as if it was struggling. But when Xiao Fan's right index finger stopped moving, the dark purple light on it completely dimmed, and no more light shone.
After letting out a mournful cry, the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword fell from Jian Wuchen's side. It turned into a dark purple streamer and directly stabbed into the ground, leaving only the dark purple sword hilt trembling outside the ground!
Still, it wasn't over yet. Xiao Fan's right index finger gently pushed forward for the fourth time.
In an instant, the Heavenly Sparrow Life Stone suspended above Jian Wuchen's head began to turn from a dazzling blood-red color to a bleak snow-white color. The endless essence energy within the Heavenly Sparrow Life Stone quickly dissipated like a river bursting a dam. It permeated the air and left Jian Wuchen forever.
The Final Magic Sword in Xiao Fan's body hurriedly acted like a whale swallowing. It turned into a big mouth in Xiao Fan's body and swallowed all the essence energy escaping from the Heavenly Sparrow Life Stone.
In just the blink of an eye, all the essence energy was completely devoured by the demonic saber. Not a single bit of it was left outside.
The last time!
Xiao Fan's right index finger gently pushed forward for the fifth time, which was also the last time!
Suddenly, under Xiao Fan's last finger, the drop of True Dragon Blood that had been absorbed by Jian Wuchen directly rushed out of Jian Wuchen's body.
Then, under Xiao Fan's finger, the drop of True Dragon Blood exploded on the spot and completely disintegrated. It turned into countless drops of True Dragon Blood that sputtered in the air, making the surrounding area look like a rainstorm of True Dragon Blood. The scene was almost dream-like.
In the end, it was still Mo Dao who took advantage of the situation from behind. He quickly took action and quickly collected the Dragon Clan True Blood that Xiao Fan had shattered with a finger.
After doing all this, Xiao Fan finally stopped. He slowly withdrew his right hand and lowered it again. His dark eyes looked at Jian Wuchen again, full of mockery and sneer.
The surroundings were deathly silent. It was so silent that time stopped and everything froze. The whole world seemed to have stopped moving forward and stayed at this point forever.
Everyone inside and outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield was completely lost. Not only did they lose the ability to speak, but they also lost the ability to think. It was as if they were just empty shells standing there, motionless.
As for Jian Wu Chen, he was similarly frozen in place in a daze. He was no different from the others. He was similarly deathly silent, similarly terrified, similarly trembling, and similarly terrified to the point of suffocating to death!
Moreover, it was also at this moment that Jian Wuchen finally understood the true meaning of Xiao Fan's words. What was true despair?
What he saw before him was true despair!
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