"Pa!"

Ye Xuan's left hand stretched into the void, as if holding something.

The palm of God's hand was also empty in the air, as if it was on the top of God's peerless weapon that had shocked the whole heaven.

"The blade of time!"

Ye Xuan drank lightly, left hand slightly empty grip, then volley a pull.

"Bang Dang!"

To the astonishment of all the people present, the tall sky blue god pulled out a long knife as thin as paper from the void. It's a cold sword. All the immortals just don't think they can find any suitable words to describe it.

The face of the knife is like a clear spring flowing slowly, and it seems that the mysterious and unpredictable time is turning.

The birth and death of civilization, the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, the birth and death of the void, and even the big bang all seem to be in this thin knife.

"The blade of time!"

When the blade of light was pulled out, the whole movement between heaven and earth stopped in a second. The yellow fallen leaves stop in the void, the turbulent water freezes, and even the flowing air solidifies all the time. Even many of the strong men who cultivate immortals and the half blood werewolves of the dark race are there.

The wolf king of the dark race, who runs rapidly in the void, also condenses in the void. With Ye Xuan as the center, within a few kilometers, it seems that the so-called time is no longer passing. The face of the wolf king of dark origin was frozen with an expression of great horror.

At that time, when the blade of light was pulled out, ye Xuan's hair became gray with the speed that all the human flesh eyes on the scene could see. However, ye Xuan didn't care about it at all. His eyes were still not happy or sad, only reflecting the figure of the dark wolf king.

"Chop!"

Ye Xuan took a step forward, holding his left hand in the distance, and cleaved to the wolf king.

The sky blue sky god shadow behind Ye Xuan, holding the "blade of time" at the same time, slashes at the dark wolf king.

"Wow

It was like the river of time was completely split in two. The boundless sky blue sword light, crossing a hundred meters away, enveloped the dark wolf king and crossed his body.

"Click!"

After the sky blue sword flash, the sky god's virtual shadow seems to be unable to bear it, starting from the sky blue blade tip. Then the blade, handle, hand, arm and shoulder of the God, and finally the whole body of the God gradually disintegrated into countless pieces of sky blue, and then scattered into the void with the wind.

And ye Xuan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly fell to the bottom of the valley. Ye Xuan's slender body swayed in the sky, almost fell from the air.

"The great skill of immortality of the spirit of heaven is too much for me now."

Ye Xuan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"But it's worth it to deal with the dark wolf king."

Looking at the wolf king of dark origin who stopped in the void, ye Xuan showed a smile.

"What's the matter... Is this the only effect of that earth shaking sword?"

At this time, all the immortals gradually woke up from the frozen time, and looked at the sky with a look of incomparable shock. The result is surprised to find that ye Xuan seems to be seriously injured, and his whole body's Xiuxian breath is dim. However, the wolf king of the dark ancestry stayed in the void strangely, and seemed to be unharmed.

"Ye Xuan's knife just now completely condensed the time in this range. Ye mietian absolutely paid a great price. What ancient gods did he summon to make that incomparable sword. But... How could the wolf king of the dark race be unharmed? "

Noah couldn't understand it.

With Ye Xuan's knife just now, Noah had to read the ancient books of the holy see in northern Europe before. In the most ancient legend of the holy see in northern Europe, the archangel cultivator who was closest to the God of heaven was able to exert his amazing magic.

However, it seems that the wolf king of the dark race has not been hurt at all?

"Oh! Ow! Ouch

The other half blooded werewolves, seeing that ye Xuan's knife was invalid, and their own dark wolf king was unharmed, had already begun to howl happily for the dark wolf king, but these half blooded werewolves with no brains were just howling, but they were as if they were stuck in the neck, and the cheering stopped suddenly.

In the eyes of everyone present.

The dark wolf king's hair quickly turned gray, and finally fell off one by one. The strong muscles of the dark wolf king's body also rapidly atrophied. Originally, it was a strong heart beating violently, and the beating speed became slower and slower. Finally, it seemed that it was about to wither, and stopped beating completely. The dark wolf king, who was more than five meters tall, finally shrunk and became two or three meters tall. The dark wolf king seems to have spent hundreds of years in a flash. In a flash, the dark wolf king has changed from a god level werewolf who is full of prime years to a dying werewolf who can hardly walk and lift his fingers.

The blade of time, a knife cut a hundred years of time!

"... you!"

The dark wolf king turns his head hard and uses all his strength to raise the wolf's claw and point to Ye Xuan, trying to say something to Ye Xuan. Unfortunately, this seemingly simple action has consumed the last aura of the dark wolf king.

"PATA!"

He has lived in this world for more than 100 years, and his pseudonym is palitzer. He has experienced countless historical events. Palitzer has traveled around the world, met many strong men who practice fairyland, participated in the two world wars, and practiced fairyland mythology. The head of the dark wolf clan died in the valley of the wolf in such a mysterious and indescribable way.

The body of the dark wolf king fell to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.

But all the immortals stood there dumbfounded and did not dare to move. Even the half blood wolves were petrified. They couldn't believe what happened in front of them. In the whole wolf Valley, only Ye Xuan coughed.

"Cough... Cough..."

Ye Xuan stood in the void, coughing violently. Every time ye Xuan coughs, his Xiuxian breath decays, and even his hair turns gray. At the end of the day, ye Xuan's black hair turned into half gray and half white. Ye Xuan's spirit of cultivating immortals was like a candle in the gale. It seemed that it would go out completely at any time.