Chapter: 8049

"The Venerable Qifeng has fallen?"

"Oh, my God, I'm not mistaken, is this a dream? Is it an illusion?"

"It's fallen, the team of Canglong Temple, the strong people who have crossed the catastrophe have fallen, it's over, Zhang Hanyang may make a shocking reversal, oh no, who is that old man? It's terrible!"

"He is by no means a second-order crossing tribulation, he must be a third-order powerhouse!"

"Our Nanshan Realm has come to the third level of Transcending Tribulation. This is Zhang Hanyang's hole card? This... is really explosive news."

The fall of the strong man who crossed the catastrophe.

The 800 million disciples of the Canglong Palace panicked.

"His Holiness is dead."

"The adults are all dead."

"What to do, what shall we do?"

They thought of retreating.

Seeing this, Liu Qingfeng from behind gave a wry smile: "Old Yue is going too fast."

"Did it affect the situation of the battle?" Han Long asked nervously.

"Fortunately, the impact is not big. It should be able to escape hundreds of millions of people. I originally wanted to swallow 90% of these, but this can't be done. I ordered that the enemy's front half of the army be hit hard! 50 million elite soldiers, Don't let one go!"

Liu Qingfeng gave the order decisively.

"kill!"

Shocking roar, rippling the audience.

Ten phalanxes moved collectively.

The three guardian phalanxes in the front row rushed forward quickly holding their energy shields.

The seven phalanxes in the back gathered together to form a circle.

brush!

70 million monks combined to strike a sky-shattering sword light. Regardless of the attack strength, it only looks like the middle and late stages of Dacheng, but the scale is so huge that it makes the scalp tingle.

The hundred-mile-long sword energy is constantly condensing.

This process is very difficult, and it was also taught by Zhang Han. The success rate is only one-fifth.

If the opponent wants to escape, they only have two chances to make shots, so it still depends on some luck.

And these elements of luck, Liu Qingfeng didn't like it, so he went to ask Yue Wuwei for advice.

then......

"solidification!"

Yue Wuwei's majestic power of thought accelerated the concentration of the sword energy, and the blue-colored sky-shattering sword glow, once successful, slashed away horizontally, as if cutting space.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sword light is hundreds of miles long, and the width of the blade is also one mile.