Chapter 1357 Do it!

  Even if it is just a projection clone, Mingxiu's strength is still strong, and it is by no means comparable to Mingguang's level. The golden blade with astonishing wind was like a comet, with a golden tail like a horse dragging on its buttocks, bombarding the Great Elder and the others indiscriminately.

  At this moment, witnessing such a powerful energy, everyone in the square widened their eyes in unison, and all of them were wondering what level Mingxiu's strength had reached. And the people in Phoenix City and Yan City also had to break into a cold sweat for the Great Elder at this time.

  Can the Great Elder withstand this force? The Great Elder is only a **** rank, if it is an ordinary **** rank, how can he receive this divine power that is still terrifying even if it is suppressed by the plane.

  The golden divine power is like a torrent, flowing endlessly, flowing towards the water wave light and shadow without end. At this time, even Bingfeng could not help but feel palpitations when she saw the cathartic energy of this torrent. She rarely saw Mingxiu make a move, and she never thought that he was so powerful that it was so shocking.

  However, think about it, ten thousand years ago, this guy was beheaded by the devil emperor with a sword, and when he fell, he was already in the realm of the Supreme Realm. And he, who originally had the bloodline closest to the Creator God, now that two thousand years have passed, I'm afraid this guy is more than a little bit more diligent!

  However, such a powerful divine attack did not make the Great Elder back down. At this moment, the Great Elder's originally pair of ancient well-free eyes showed a hint of viciousness after a flash of scarlet, and a low growl burst out from his throat. The gray-gold power turned into a big knife with a red tassel in his palm.

  Boom!

  In his palm, the big knife shook slightly, making a roar that shook the ground. With a strong murderous aura, he raised it high, and met the golden blade head-on. The golden blade and the gray-golden broadsword slammed together fiercely, and powerful shock waves rolled out like water waves. The entire east side of the square seemed to be blown by a storm, and the ground cracked inch by inch. All the buildings on the ground collapsed.

   Fortunately, all those who came here to participate in the grand event were strong men from the mainland. Although their strength was not as high as that of the gods, they still had the strength to escape when two strong men fought. Except for the few people who were caught off guard by Mingxiu's bombardment and almost died at the beginning, no one was injured.

  All the people gathered on the square in the direction of the Nine Spirits Hall, and there were layers upon layers of people, from the ground to the sky. This kind of situation is impossible anywhere on the Central Continent. Except for watching the battle of the heavenly powerhouses, no one will let people pass over their heads, which is tantamount to handing over their heads to other people's hands. But in Yancheng, everyone has no such concerns, and no one dares to fight privately in Yancheng.

  No one can afford this price.

  At this time, everyone's eyes couldn't help showing a thick look of horror. No one thought that the strength of the Great Elder of Yan City was not the ordinary **** level they thought. The big knife in his hand was transformed from energy, the golden color had a hint of gray in it, a color they had never seen before.

  (end of this chapter)