Chapter 2543 Blood Debt Must Be Paid with Blood, Cut the Sky with One Sword!

"Su Chen's real fighting power may have reached the level of a six-tribulation quasi-emperor or a seven-tribulation quasi-emperor. This boy has grown too fast!"

Lei Yanpo said slowly.

"What should we do then?"

The other three quasi-emperors asked with a grim look on their faces, their hearts full of fear.

"Don't worry, if he dares to come to my Ten Thousand Races Alliance, he will definitely die! With the Ten Thousand Tribulations Asura God-Slaying Formation, not to mention Su Chen, even a Nine Tribulations Quasi-emperor will be trapped here! Don't worry, I have already notified the Hall Master, and when the Hall Master arrives, he will definitely die!"

Lei Yanpo sneered.

The other three quasi-emperors were immediately relieved.

Qi Zhongtian, the Hall Master of the Supreme Divine Temple, is also the current leader of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance!

That is a genuine Nine Tribulations Quasi-emperor. As long as he arrives, Su Chen will definitely die.

"If we attack together, the power of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Asura God-Slaying Formation will be even stronger. We don't need to confront Su Chen head-on, we just need to trap him!"

Lei Yanpo said viciously.

"Yes!"

The other three Quasi-Emperors nodded.

Boom!

At the same time, the four Quasi-Emperors also attacked at the same time.

Lei Yanpo sacrificed the Thunder God Heaven-Suppressing Spear, and the Quasi-Emperor of the Netherworld Ghost Clan sacrificed the Netherworld Ghost Flag. The Jidao Emperor Soldier was urged by them and integrated into the Ten Thousand Tribulations Asura God-Slaying Formation.

In an instant, the Ten Thousand Zhang Asura suddenly began to surge, and directly surged to 100,000 Zhang. The aura was terrifying and boundless, and it burst out with a divine power comparable to that of the Nine Tribulations Quasi-Emperor.

"This is interesting!"

Su Chen's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile.

Boom!

The 100,000 Zhang Asura, exuding a monstrous momentum, rushed towards Su Chen across the sky, and the terrifying killing intent seemed to shatter the stars in the sky.

"Break!"

Su Chen's eyes were sharp, his tongue was like thunder, and he suddenly shouted.

Boom!

A chaotic fist print pierced through the eternal void, vast and boundless, and instantly collided with the 100,000-zhang Shura.

The 100,000-zhang Shura trembled violently, and that punch was like an ancient sacred mountain, shaking the 100,000-zhang Shura so much that it staggered and retreated directly.

"What?!"

Lei Yanpo and the other four quasi-emperors were all shocked, and their eyes showed an unbelievable look.

They originally thought that Su Chen was at most a quasi-emperor of the Seven Tribulations.

But now it seems that this 100,000-zhang Shura was actually repelled by Su Chen. How could Su Chen be so strong?

"I won't play with you anymore! Is this immortal battle formation your reliance? If so, then I will break your turtle shell!"

Su Chen sneered, his eyes were extremely cold.

Boom!

In his palm, a brilliant sword light rose, exuding an immortal aura, with the power of time and space flowing, yin and yang energy surrounding it, and a transcendent and extraordinary sword intent spreading.

Faintly, there was a dragon roar, and at this moment, the four directions of the void resonated with Su Chen, with a strange rhythm.

That sword light seemed to be only three feet long, but it exuded a breath fluctuation that made the four quasi-emperors tremble with fear.

"What kind of sword technique is that?"

Lei Yanpo couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Cut!"

Su Chen said lightly.

Crack!

It was like a moment, there were millions of thunders exploding.

In Su Chen's palm, the brilliant sword light was like a blazing river in the sky, instantly penetrating billions of miles of void, from the nine heavens, to the 100,000-foot Shura below, and the Wanjie Shura

Slaughter God Formation.

Cut the dragon with a sword!

This can be said to be the most powerful attack that Su Chen has mastered now. Its power far exceeds that of the extreme imperial art. It comes from the Ancestral Dragon Divine Treasure. It is a sword that a supreme being used to kill the Ancestral Dragon.

Su Chen guessed that this is most likely the supreme magical power of the transcendent.

Crack!

The sharp sword light fell, dazzling and bright as the bright moon. The four directions of the void were shattered at the same time at this moment, turning into a turbulent chaotic turbulence.

The 100,000-foot Shura roared continuously, and the blazing divine light around him rose. As if he felt a fatal threat, he pushed his arms out horizontally to block the sword.

However, what shocked everyone was that the 100,000-foot Shura was extremely powerful, but under the sword of the dragon, it was like paper, torn apart in an instant, and exploded.

The entire Wanjie Shura God-Slaying Array was shaking violently, and then the runes collapsed, and the divine light dimmed, just like an immortal world that was directly cut open by a sword!

"Ah..."

"Save me!"

"Spare my life..."

Hundreds of thousands of powerful people from all races showed extremely terrified expressions at this moment. In an instant, countless people were killed by a sword

, turning into a bloody mist.

The screams were endless, and the world seemed to have turned into a Shura hell, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and broken limbs everywhere.

Hundreds of thousands of strong men formed the Wanjie Shura God-Slaying Formation. When the formation was slashed by Su Chen's sword, they naturally suffered the backlash of the formation.

Most of them were directly annihilated by the sword light and turned into ashes. Even the strong men of the Ten Thousand Races at the edge were shaken into powder, or their bodies exploded, or their souls were annihilated.

"Ah..."

Even the four quasi-emperors such as Lei Yanpo spurted blood from their mouths, their eyes were full of horror, and they flew out directly!

They also suffered serious injuries.

But what shocked them even more and made their scalps numb was that the hundreds of thousands of the Ten Thousand Races army were almost wiped out under Su Chen's sword, and even the Ten Thousand Races Alliance branch hall was wiped out for the most part. The world was like a scene of destruction.

And Su Chen, with white clothes as white as snow, was spotless and floating in the void. At this moment, in the eyes of the four quasi-emperors, he was like a ghost, which made them fear and terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

The power of a sword is as great as this!