boyutpedia Chapter 202
Chapter 202
The sword in Zhou Ping's hand shone with a cold light, and every swing brought out a sharp sword energy. However, as the battle continued, his human body gradually felt exhausted.
Sweat continued to seep from his forehead, dripping onto the ground under his feet, and was instantly swallowed by the dark breath.
But his eyes were still as firm as iron, and he held the sword in his hand tighter.
He knew very well that
at this moment, he was shouldering the fate of the entire Daxia.
Master Chen assisted Zhou Ping on the side, and the wooden stick in his hand waved soft but tenacious light, trying to interfere with Qianmo's actions and buy Zhou Ping a chance to breathe.
"Zhou Ping, we must fight quickly, the power of this altar is getting stronger and stronger, we can't drag it on any longer!"
The master's voice was low and powerful, and it was particularly clear on this chaotic battlefield.
Zhou Ping nodded slightly and took a deep breath.
With the Master in front to resist for a moment,
He gathered the strength in his body to the extreme, ready to use the earth-shaking sword.
He squatted slightly, his legs like a giant tree rooted in the earth, as steady as Mount Tai.
The long sword in his hand slowly raised, and the light on the sword became more and more dazzling, as if it dispelled the surrounding darkness a little.
At this time, the world seemed to be quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Ping, as if time had stopped for this moment.
"Hah!"
Zhou Ping roared, the sound was as deafening as thunder.
He jumped up suddenly, and the long sword in his hand chopped down with an incredible speed and power. A huge sword energy instantly shot out from the blade. This sword energy was like a white lightning that cut through the sky, carrying endless destructive power, sweeping towards Qianmo and the dark altar.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a harsh roar, and a deep gully appeared on the ground, and the land on both sides of the gully was instantly turned into powder.
He was ready to repel Qianmo in one fell swoop, while smashing the dark altar behind him!
Everyone gasped when they saw this sword. Zuo Qing widened his eyes, and the long sword in his hand unconsciously tightened. He silently prayed in his heart that this sword would succeed.
"Daxia Sword Saint, you must succeed..."
He murmured in a low voice. During the battle between Wang Mian and Xia Simeng and the whispering clone, they couldn't help but pay attention to the sword energy, and their eyes were full of shock.
"Is this the strength of the Sword Saint..." Xia Simeng thought.
And the people of Team 136 also stared at this scene in a daze.
Because Zhou Ping's sword broke the mountains and rivers, and at this moment, most of the fog was dispelled.
They saw it clearly.
"If this sword hits me, I guess there won't be any residue left..." Zhao Kongcheng swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice.
Hongying subconsciously grabbed Su Yi's arm beside her, with a nervous light flashing in her eyes.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the sword in front of them!
Yi frowned, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.
As the one who plays the role of the sun path and has the strength of a demigod without darkness,
he has a keen perception of the power of darkness, and he feels that things will not be so simple.
The darkness in front of him is not an ordinary evil spirit, the energy is ridiculously high, and I don't know what power Yi Yu and Qian Mo have used.
This is also the reason why he is going to observe first.
He still can't be careless.
Although his strength is not weak, there are gods everywhere in this world. He can't be too arrogant. There are still many unknown powers.
If he is not careful, he will be doomed.
The sword energy instantly came in front of Qianmo. Qianmo felt this powerful force and did not dare to take it head-on, so he quickly retreated.
However,
The sword energy did not mean to let him go, and followed him like a shadow.
At the same time, the sword energy also attacked the dark altar. The black flames and strange runes around the altar trembled violently under the impact of the sword energy.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, it seemed that the whole world was about to be shattered by this force.
The dark altar was hit by the sword energy, and a huge black mushroom cloud instantly erupted. The mushroom cloud was mixed with countless gravel and flames, splashing around.
Everyone was shocked by this powerful impact and retreated again and again. Everyone fell directly to the ground. Only Su Yi stood in place and pulled Hongying, who was holding his hand and protecting him.
Everyone had no time to be surprised why Su Yi did not fall,
but looked at the place filled with smoke.
"Did it work..."
Wu Xiangnan licked his cracked lips, his eyes gleaming with hope.
However,
Su Yi shook his head slowly, telling him the answer in advance.
Wu Xiangnan saw Su Yi shaking his head from the corner of his eye, and his face suddenly changed.Very solemn, the hope that had been ignited in his heart was half extinguished.
"No way... this sword can't cut the altar?"
"It's another matter whether Qianmo can be defeated, but how can this dead altar..." Zhao Kongcheng looked at Su Yi and closed his mouth halfway through his words.
He followed Su Yi's gaze and saw that the black light at the originally destroyed dark altar was flashing again, and it was even stronger than before.
Black smoke continued to pour out like a surging tide, quickly spreading and covering the entire battlefield.
Seeing this, everyone's heart sank, and the hope that had just risen was instantly shattered.
Su Yi... divined correctly again!
"How could this be..." Chen Muye muttered to himself with a pale face.
Si Xiaonan clenched his fists, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Zhou Ping consumed a lot of physical strength because of this sword, kneeling on one knee, gasping for breath.
Master Chen hurried to his side and helped him up.
"Zhou Ping, how are you?" Master Chen asked with concern.
Zhou Ping waved his hand, "I'm fine, but the dark power is too strong. I didn't expect that this sword couldn't completely destroy it."
Qianmo walked out of the smoke and dust slowly. Although he was a little embarrassed, his aura was still strong.
He looked at Zhou Ping and Master Chen, with a hideous smile on his face.
"Do you think you can stop me like this? Too naive! The power of this altar is endless, and the coming of the ancient gods is unstoppable!"
The real body of Yi Yu also saw the altar erupt again, and was overjoyed.
"Haha!" He commanded the two infinite realm clones to launch a fierce attack on everyone again.
The black arrows and energy waves poured down like a rainstorm, and the mask team and the Phoenix team had to resist again with difficulty.
Zuo Qing waved his long sword and tried his best to resist the arrows, but his arms were gradually numb and his movements became slow.
"No, we can't hold on like this!" He shouted loudly. Wang Mian and Xia Simeng's defensive barriers were shaky under this round of attacks and could break at any time.
Moreover, the Dark Altar was not damaged at all, and Master and Sword Saint were also defeated, while their summoning altars were even more evil.
"Everyone hold on!"
Xia Simeng gritted his teeth and said under pressure.
The members of the Phoenix Team and the Mask Team also tried their best. They knew that if they gave up at this moment, it would mean death.
But... what good method is there now...
Everyone really couldn't think of other possibilities,
Unless... the Great Xia God came...