Chapter 282: Kill out of the South China Sea

In an instant, Yu Zecheng turned around and rushed over, and one sword light after another was fired. He did not use all his strength, but used the flowing light to continuously fire sword light to disperse Hai Jiansha's energy. Yu Zecheng was slowly gathering his strength and slowly feeling the other party's thoughts.

Hai Jiansha was shocked. She felt that she had been trapped and the crisis was imminent. She had to use thunder means, otherwise she would definitely lose. She did not hesitate and began to prepare a set of sword techniques, powerful and terrifying sword techniques. The sword techniques that required her thirty years of youth and lifespan to use. The lifespan of the sea clan was long, and thirty years were just a short moment for them.

This set of swordsmanship requires tens of breaths of preparation time, which is normal. The more powerful the spell, the longer the preparation time is. Now Yu Zecheng is still testing the attack, so Hai Jiansha resolutely began to prepare to use this set of swordsmanship, just tens of breaths, and she should have a chance.

The answer is no, there is no chance. In an instant, Yu Zecheng sensed Hai Jiansha's idea through the demonic thoughts, and the tentative attack immediately turned into a strong attack. He seized more than ten breaths and must not give the other party this opportunity, otherwise the other party would use powerful swordsmanship, and then he would be alive and dead.

The blink of an eyebrow, and the decisive victory of life and death in an instant. This is the fate of a sword cultivator. It is enough in an instant. Either you die or I live.

Yu Zecheng's sword technique moved, and the flying sword disappeared instantly, rushed into Hai Jiansha's Dayan sword formation, and rushed towards Hai Jiansha, as if a moth pounced into the raging flames, putting it to death and then resurrected, and rushed violently in an instant without any effort.

Charge, slash, charge, and then slash. Yu Zecheng resolutely, without turning back, and rushed forward fiercely, and rushed into Hai Jiansha's sword formation, like a shark pounced on the stacked large net, either the fish died or the net was broken.

Hai Jiansha desperately issued her swordfish sword spear, trying to stop him, kill him, attack him, and kill him in the sword net.

Yu Zecheng was in Hai Jiansha's sword fish sword net, and in these countless sword lights, he hid, let, avoid, slash, stab, or lead, or strait, and was continuously hit by swords, and blood splattered everywhere, but he didn't care at all. He looked forward without caring about the wounds, and instantly rushed out of the thousands of sword light net, ten feet away from Hai Jiansha.

Yu Zecheng was a sword and a sword, and the tiger's winged sword took the lead. The majestic and vast white gold sword energy was like a rainbow in the sky. Eighteen sword lights were slashed out, and each sword contained ten thousand pounds of force to slash towards Hai Jiansha. At the same time, several scattered winged sword energy were emitted in the dark, slashing in an unknown direction.

Hai Jiansha broke left and right, and released countless sword energy to resolve all Yu Zecheng's attacks, but nothing was meaningless. Yu Zecheng got closer and closer, and he had already come to her, and the last blow was released.

All of this is to cover up the last sword. The last sword, the last move of the Golden Wing Sword, is called slashing. It will neither emit sword light nor emit sword energy. Without any sword technique bonus, it is just a simple slash. When Yu Zecheng was practicing this sword, he was extremely curious. This sword seemed to be a sword technique in the martial arts world. It requires the cultivator to hold a flying sword in his hand, rush to the other party, and slash out with one sword.

This is simply a joke, without any changes or magical uses of the sword technique of the immortal cultivator. If this sword was not listed as the strongest move of the Golden Winged Sword, Yu Zecheng would have considered it a beautiful joke.

At this time of this battle, Yu Zecheng had no thoughts about this slash, which was a sense of his body and a natural reaction. He rushed over and slashed out with a sword.

The golden-winged sword refined by Tianxin Sword was slashed straight out in Yu Zecheng's hand, with a dignified and upright sword.

When the sword was slashed out, Yu Zecheng held the golden-winged sword tightly in his hands, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed to Hai Jiansha. Suddenly, Hai Jiansha's expression changed and immediately escaped to activate the 49 Great Yan sword formation, turned into a phantom, merged into the sword formation, and resolved this attack.

But it was too late. Although her body was no longer there, or it turned into reality, Yu Zecheng slashed with a sharp sword and passed by. Even if she turned into nothingness, this sword would cut through nothingness, and could not avoid it or hide. With the slash of this destiny, Hai Jiansha would die under this sword. Suddenly, her body slowly recovered in the air and turned into reality again, saying:

"Good sword technique."

"Peng" Hai Jiansha was divided into two parts, and her body was cut into two parts by this sword. She died on the spot and fell from the air.

In the eyes of many sea tribes in the vortex, a brilliant platinum sword rainbow that could not be seen flashed out. In an instant, it was rampant in the South China Sea. Hai Jiansha, the best swordsman, was cut off twice. Everyone couldn't believe this fact. Only the broken body of Hai Jiansha who was falling in the sky, and her forty-nine swordfishes that had lost their master's control, flew around everywhere, showing that this was not an illusion.

Yu Zecheng reached out and grabbed it and flew in the air. The power of this innate qi capture hand appeared. All the forty-nine swordfishes were caught by him. They struggled hard, but their owner was dead. Without the support of the true energy, they gradually calmed down and turned into forty-nine flying swords, which were loaded into Pangu's world by Yu Zecheng.

At this time, Hai Jiansha's body fell into the sea, stirring up waves, and blood stained the sea surface red. This charming beauty of the sea tribe ended.

In an instant, countless sea warriors in the sea screamed wildly. Hai Jiansha was the idol of these sea warriors. She was gentle and generous. She treated her subordinates and took care of her. Now she died like this. All the sea tribes in the vortex went crazy and rushed out of the vortex to pounce on Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng felt the original power coming from after killing Hai Jiansha. Looking at the hundreds of sea warriors, the flying sword trembled and rushed into the crowd. He suddenly burst into blood in the sky, without any mercy, sigh, sigh, and praise. Only death is the brave. The brave die first, the coward die later, and no one who swings the sword will remain.

The sword light was like rain, the sword energy was like waves, only the sword. In a blink of an eye, blood rain fell in the air. Hundreds of sea warriors all died here in battle. Yu Zecheng's sword light turned, and above this vortex, there were only two sea tribes still breathing.

The two shrimp soldiers were the only sea clans that survived here. They were collecting Hai Jiansha's corpse, so they did not charge. After surviving, Yu Zecheng glanced at them and withdrew the sword light, an enemy like Hai Jiansha was worthy of respect. He did not kill the two of them, but turned around and flew towards the shore.

In the Yuanzhou continent, Yu Zecheng finally stepped onto the solid land, his legs and feet suddenly became weak, and he almost collapsed, and he rushed out, killing him out, and he didn't know what happened to them.

Yu Zecheng flew to a cliff and reached out to send a sword explosion into the air. Suddenly, the sign of Xuanyuan Sword appeared in the air. This was a small sword control technique. He used this as a mark to send a signal to Cheng Lan and the others.

Yu Zecheng began to heal the wound, swallowed pills, healed the wounds, and restored the true energy. The only thing he could do now is wait until Cheng Lan and the others appeared.

About two hours later, two black dots appeared in the distance. They supported each other and fled to this side. Countless black shadows behind them were shouting and killing Zhentian behind them.

Yu Zecheng left the sword and stood up, responded to the two of them, rushed over, pulled up one with one hand, spread the golden wings, and instantly rushed. The three of them turned into streams of light and flew away from afar. Amid the sound of chasing behind, they flew out of the South China Sea and entered the Yuanzhou continent.

None of the sea tribes stepped onto the shore, but just watched them leave from a distance, shouting from behind, and watching the three of them leave.

Yu Zecheng flew out ten miles with the two of them. The three of them landed. Yu Zecheng put them down. The two began to breathe heavily. Their bodies were covered in blood and were injured. There were no pursuers now and they began to heal.

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The three of them looked at each other, laughed and came out of the South China Sea and arrived in Yuanzhou in the army of thousands of horses.

Everyone was resting, Cheng Lan said:

"Damn, the little girl from the Dragon King of Jujube is really capable. I fought with her for half an hour. If Qi Wen hadn't secretly helped her, she wouldn't have been able to kill her. Thank you Qi Wen."

Gu Lun Qiwen said:

"Thank you, brother, if you didn't pull me away, I wouldn't have come out."

The three of them looked at each other and the battle was so vivid that everyone recovered almost, Cheng Lan said:

"Let's go, let's continue rushing, the journey is still far."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, the keel sailboat is broken, so we can only walk by sword. Let's go."

The three of them said they would leave, but no one was moving. Yu Zecheng stood up with his sword. They were all in the air, but no one flew towards the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Just leave like this? I'm not willing to give up. My keel sailboat is broken, how can I retreat like this?"

Cheng Lan said:

"So too. I have never been so embarrassed. How could I leave like this?"

Gu Lun Qiwen said:

"We are Xuanyuan disciples. When will the Xuanyuan Sword Sect suffer this loss? After returning, how can we face others and not leave. If we don't take revenge, we won't go there."

Yu Zecheng said:

"They have many people, but we are not afraid. Kill ten today and twenty tomorrow. Sooner or later, there will be a day when they are killed. If they were not killed as turtle sons, I would not go in the South China Sea and not make up for the losses of the dragon bone sailboat, I would never leave."

Cheng Lan also shouted:

"Uncle, I have never been so angry. The little girl in the yew dragon king, I must tear the body into pieces. If I don't leave, I won't leave, and I will fight to the end."

Suddenly the three of them smiled, all of them pressed the sword light, and they were determined to reach out and held it with their right hands together and said:

"Brothers work together to cut off gold. They never leave each other and run rampant in the South China Sea."
Chapter completed!