Chapter 3771

This is his only chance of winning. Just the sword of fate is not enough to turn ye Xiwen around. However, if you count the three swords of fate and the last sword to cut fate, you have the hope of really killing the terrible enemy in front of you.

The evil corpse crazy respect is not in the peak state at all, and even his life is passing. This is his greatest opportunity.

Now, from the battlefield, jianzun and beitianzun can only be regarded as barely supporting. They may be broken at any time, and there is not much time left for him.

"But how dare you hurt me? I will let you taste the most terrible torture in the world and let you die crying!" The evil corpse crazy Zun's palm shook slightly, and the severed phalanx grew again. This injury was not enough to hurt muscles and bones, but it had completely made him angry. "I will devour your flesh and blood, and let your soul sink in my corpse world forever and ever, and suffer all hardships!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice of the evil corpse crazy respect fell, in an instant, it had already hit Ye Xiwen in front of him. The blow was not given the terrible power of the sword of fate.

He pierced the chaos directly, and the Qi of chaos boiled instantly. He ran directly to Ye Xiwen's face to smash his head.

"Bang!"

On Ye Xiwen's body, the treasure clothes of fortune emerged directly, and hundreds of millions of immortal lights broke out, which directly guarded him, and the fist of evil corpse crazy respect was directly blocked.

"The treasure clothes of fortune? The famous Taoist weapon of the emperor of fortune in those days. Unfortunately, in the hands of your God, it is a tyrant and should belong to me!"

The evil corpse crazy Zun saw the treasure clothes of creation, and a look of greed flashed in his eyes, not only because of the mystery of the treasure clothes of creation, but also because it contains the mystery of the rise of the God of creation, which everyone wants to know.

"You first try to see if you have such strength!" With a sneer, ye Xiwen cut out the sword of fate in his hand while the evil corpse was slaughtered by the crazy Reverend.

"It's no use. Unless you can cut chaos again, you don't even have the ability to break my defense by relying on the sword of fate itself. Ha ha, ha ha, how much physical strength do you have after you cut chaos!" The evil corpse crazy Zun laughed and was not afraid of Ye Xiwen's sword. He trained himself into magic tools. Naturally, he was not afraid of the expedition of magic tools of the same level.

"I can't cut chaos? You think too much!" Ye Xiwen roared again. The mana that seemed to have been exhausted in his body was suddenly completely filled, and then this surging mana directly poured into the sword of destiny.

The sword of destiny is held high, as if it is not a sword, but a long river of destiny.

"Cut chaos!"

Another sword fell, but this move was completely beyond the expectation of the evil corpse crazy respect. He didn't expect Ye Xiwen to recover so quickly, and he had recovered in an instant.

No, no, ye Xiwen must have a magic medicine for recovery. Otherwise, it can't be so terrible.

The evil corpse crazy Zun reacted quickly. At the moment when the sword fell, he had already reacted. Although this was completely inconsistent with what he said arrogantly before, at this time, there was no choice.

"Brush!"

His figure flew out thousands of miles in an instant, directly avoiding the edge of the sword of fate.

"Pooh!"

At this time, a huge blood mark on his chest burst out instantly, and the blood sprayed into chaos.

Although he had just avoided the bad luck of being cut into two sections by Ye Xiwen's sword, he was swept by Ye Xiwen's sword Qi and tore a huge wound. Endless blood was sprayed out, which could not stop at all.

Moreover, due to the aggravation of his injury, he could not stop his aging. White hair began to appear on his dark hair.

This is enough to prove that the evil corpse crazy respect is not really invincible, nor is he without weaknesses. If he is a general half step master, this injury is not enough to let him show such a decline.

But the evil corpse crazy respect is obviously different. His life has come to an end.

It can even be said that if he didn't have to fight for the last hope, he wouldn't even come out of his grave. He would only reluctantly resist the passage of time in the grave. In the end, he would have no strength to get out of the grave. In the end, he would naturally die in the grave and be buried in heaven.

It is impossible for him to live through the next era. Strong as him, he has to lower his arrogant head in front of the passage of time. Facts have proved that eternal life is the eternal avenue of practice.

But now that he is out of the grave and intends to fight this last time, he has no way out. A considerable part of his skills should be used to suppress the passage of time in his body, delay his aging, and try to stay young and peak.

If you really age to that point, although the half step master is still strong, it is obvious that you are not enough to see the person in front of you.

However, now, he was badly hurt by Ye Xiwen's sword, but he suddenly broke his skill, so that his cultivation couldn't stop his lost life at once, and his hair was gradually turning white.

"So you're just like this. How long can you live?" Ye Xiwen looked at him coldly. "Look at your ugly appearance. It's like a lost old dog struggling to survive!"

"Time, time, time!" The evil corpse looked at Ye Xiwen crazily. Ye Xiwen broke his skill and reduced him to this point. An unimaginable killing intention flashed in his eyes.

"Kill you now, and then go to encircle and suppress the Tiandao of the Wudao era and seize the last opportunity. I still have a chance to survive, so you must die!"

The evil corpse crazy Zun has also been forced to a dead end. Ye Xiwen in front of him can delay time and let him die with the power of time alone.

But he can't. procrastination is death, but he doesn't know. Ye Xiwen doesn't intend to procrastinate. He can wait, but all the people in the world can't wait, and the God of creation can't wait.

Every minute, every second, countless creatures died miserably. The wail went straight to Ye Xiwen's mind. After his prime minister's divine reign, he was vaguely connected with the common people in the world and could feel their despair and desolation.

"Roar!"

The evil corpse Kuang Zun shouted loudly. In an instant, the boundless corpse Qi spread out, as if it had solidified the time. He was burning the origin of life in order to solidify the time and stop him from aging. At least, he had to survive this period of time, kill Ye Xiwen and devour his blood essence, so that he could prolong his life for a period of time.

He's crazy to survive!

After the boundless corpse Qi spread out, the injury on the evil corpse crazy Zun improved at an amazing speed, and his white hair turned black again.

He seemed to be reborn and returned to his peak. It was not the time before he was greedy, but the real peak, which was the top state before many eras.

This feeling intoxicated him and almost immersed him in the feeling of the peak period.

"Dong Tianzun of the God of creation forced me to this share. You are a dead end!"

The expression of the evil corpse crazy respect became more and more indifferent. The laws of the corpse family poured out of his body, and his whole body was shining and fixed the whole chaos.

"It's not certain who will die and who will live. All these things about you are false and illusory. In fact, there is no peak at all. Let me personally break your fantasy!"

Ye Xiwen felt that the evil corpse crazy respect became stronger, but he was not afraid, only a war.

"False? How dare you say I'm false?" The evil corpse Kuang Zun burst out and drank. His body directly rushed to Ye Xiwen, like a blink. He didn't know how much faster than before. In an instant, he had come to Ye Xiwen.

"The corpse way is eternal!"

Evil corpse Kuang Zun blew out a fist. In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to be rendered into a corpse world by the power of this fist. No one could stop this power.

With unimaginable power, this punch directly hit Ye Xiwen.

"Bang!"

The border on Ye Xiwen's fortune treasure clothes broke. At this time, the evil corpse crazy respect is the real terror and real strength. Compared with him at the peak of this time, when he was greedy and panting before, he was like a clown, and there was no comparability at all.

The fist directly hit the treasure clothes of the creator, and there were energy ripples on the treasure clothes of the creator. Although it blocked the fist and didn't let the fist penetrate, the power of terror and violence attached to the fist still directly hit Ye Xiwen.

"Poof!"

Ye Xiwen took a breath of blood and burst out a blood flower in the chaos. His whole person flew backwards for thousands of miles, and finally stopped. He just felt that his whole body and viscera were surging up and down.

If someone else, even the highest heavenly being, is hit by the fist across the treasure coat of creation, the flesh will be blown up in an instant.

This is the real fighting power of the evil corpse crazy respect. It's terrible to the top.

"I can't use ten moves to kill you, let alone you wearing the treasure of fortune. Even if the emperor of fortune was wearing the treasure of fortune, I can still defeat him!" As the evil corpse crazy respect recovered to the peak state, his heart seemed to return to the stage when he was arrogant in heaven and earth and didn't pay attention to everyone.

"If you want to kill me, try it!" Ye Xiwen heard the cry of a phoenix in his body. The injury he had been injured by the earthquake had recovered. His whole body was shining. He held the long sword of fate and went forward without retreating. He killed again. (to be continued)