Chapter 1887: Great Sword (1/2)

Chapter 1887: Great Sword

Translator: LawEditor: Hitesh_

When Ji Hao made this sword move, everyone else was fighting with full power.

The space fell apart, and the Chaos power boiled.

Countless people surrounded Pan Yu and attacked again and again, like some headless flies flying around a mountain, attempting to tear it down with their fragile bodies!

Yu Meng, Yu Hu, and some other colony world saints didn't know how many times they had been slapped away by Pan Yu. They couldn't stop vomiting blood; their faces were ghastly pale and their powers unstable. They seemed to even directly fall from the level of saints that they had achieved not long ago.

They didn't remember how many times they had attacked Pan Yu or now many holes they left on his body, or how many of their friends died in his hands. Many familiar faces were gone, and some of their close friends had died, but Pan Yu continued floating in the air, unhurriedly waving his arms, as if nothing serious was happening.

Following a thunderous roar, Xing Tian raised his giant axe and charged at Pan Yu. Pan Yu flicked him away again with a finger. Millions of miles away, Xing Tian's body exploded into blood mist. But within a blink, the blood mist merged back into Xing Tian's body. Xing Tian charged again at Pan Yu, showing no fear to death. One more time, Pan Yu flicked him away.

Fuxi, Xuanyuan, Shennong, Suiren, and the other former emperors stood tremblingly on clouds as they looked at Pan Yu with pale faces. They had been through a lot. But still, an unreasonably powerful being like Pan Yu made them feel powerless and hopeless.

They couldn't break him, nor kill him. No matter how badly they hurt him, he could recover momentarily by devouring a poor Yu Clan saint.

Emperor Xuanyuan had already taken the Xuanyuan sword back from Si Wen Ming. He made hundreds of sword strikes on Pan Yu with all his power, but failed to leave even a scar. His heart was shaken; that nearly indestructible and determined heart of sword was almost broken.

If the two masters, who were trapped in Pan Gu world by the natural fortune of the humankind, hadn't been struggling against Pan Yu, some of the group of former human emperors would have fallen long ago.

Yu Hu burst into a shrill scream, as he was turned into a cloud of blood mist by Pan Yu. The blood mist spread all over the sky. Pan Yu slightly opened his mouth and inhaled towards the blood. A metal world emerged from the blood mist. Everyone on the scene saw the metal creatures which were running about in that world.

A strand of pure original world power erupted from the blood mist and flew into Pan Yu's mouth. The metal world collapsed immediately, breaking into pieces. Countless metal creatures shrieked and cried while their bodies fell apart, turning into streams of natural powers that disappeared into the suddenly emerged black hole in the core of the world.

”Yu Hu!” Yu Meng and the other Yu Clan saints screamed. They shook their heads madly, splashing their cold sweat all over like a rain. Some of them shrieked hoarsely, turned around, and fled towards the outside of Pan Gu world with all their powers.

Heroes who were willing to fight to death could hardly be found among Yu Clan people. At this moment, abandoning their comrades and running was their natural instinct.

Pan Yu gave a sarcastic smile. While swallowing Yu Hu's Pan Jin world, he spread his hands and created a dark swirl to drag all the fleeing Yu Clan saints back to him. As same as before, they couldn't run.

Thud!

A dazzling pagoda fell on Pan Yu's head, raising a cloud of purple mist.