Evil Emperor No nonsense.
The huge eyeball between the eyebrows instantly condensed a terrifying dark red light beam.
Light of Time and Space!
This is his original skill, which can distort time and space, causing the person hit to age and decay instantly!
Wherever the light beam passed, the space shattered inch by inch.
With the momentum of destroying everything, he went straight to Venti.
Within Godwind City, Qian Renxue's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"Be careful!"
However.
Faced with this blow that was enough to kill Limit Douluo instantly.
Venti didn't even raise his eyelids.
He just lightly plucked the strings in his hand.
Ding--
The crisp sound of the piano is particularly abrupt on this battlefield full of carnage.
The next moment.
A wall of wind, only the size of a palm, appeared in front of him out of thin air.
The terrifying red light, which was enough to distort time and space, hit this thin wind wall.
Poof.
It's like fire falling into the sea.
Instantly extinguished.
Not even a bit of smoke came out.
The whole place was dead silent.
Evil Emperor's huge one eye suddenly widened and its pupil contracted violently.
"This... how is this possible?!"
"That's the original power! How could you do it so easily..."
Venti tilted his head and looked at the ugly Big Eyeball in front of him.
"Origin?"
"Is that kind of thing difficult to understand?"
There was still a smile on the young man's face, but this time, there was a little less warmth in the smile, and a little more indifference belonging to the gods.
"And..."
"I don't like being looked down upon."
"Especially by such a unique-looking one-eyed monster."
Venti Slowly raise your hand, palm upward, and open your fingers.
"Wind God's Ode."
Speak out gently along with these four words.
The originally calm sky suddenly changed.
There are no signs.
Countless cyan flowing winds emerged out of thin air, instantly turning into a huge eye of the storm.
The eye of the storm was no ordinary whirlwind.
Instead, it is composed of countless wind blades that are ten thousand times sharper than the blade.
The powerful suction force explodes in an instant.
"That's..."
Evil Emperor felt that his body was light.
His body, as huge as a mountain, flew towards the eye of the wind uncontrollably.
It's not just him.
Those soul-guided battleships behind him, those densely packed Soul Beast army.
It's like dust trapped in a vacuum cleaner.
Everything is out of control!
"No!!"
"What power is this?!"
"Open the protective cover quickly! Full power! Reverse propulsion!!"
On the flagship of the Sun-Moon Empire, alarms sounded.
All engines were operating at overload, emitting long tail flames.
But in front of that force named "Divine Authority".
This Soul Guidance Technology, which represents the crystallization of mortal wisdom, seems so ridiculous and weak.
Thousands of battleships, along with tens of thousands of Soul Beast.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of horrified eyes across the continent.
He was forcefully dragged into a ball.
Battleship hits battleship, Soul Beast squeezes Soul Beast.
The sound of twisted steel, the sound of broken bones, screams, and explosions.
intertwined into a symphony of death.
And the center of it all.
Evil Emperor is struggling like crazy.
His tentacles whipped the surrounding space wildly, and his mental power exploded desperately.
"Let me go!!"
"I am the master of Evil Demon Forest! I am the future Beast God!!"
"How could you possibly trap me!!"
He couldn't accept it.
He, who was arrogant just now and was ready to conquer the world, was now being pinched like a fly in someone's hand.
Venti was suspended high in the sky, looking down at the "garbage ball" bound by the storm.
"Master?"
"In front of the wind, no one can dominate everything."
"Except freedom."
Venti's fingers gently closed.
"So, please be quiet."
Boom!!
The storm suddenly shrank!
The eye of the wind, which was originally a suction power, instantly turned into the most terrifying meat grinder.
The ultimate wind element turns into the sharpest cutting line in the world.
Those indestructible soul-guiding alloys were cut open like tofu.
Those rough-skinned and fleshy Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast couldn't even scream and turned into blood mist.
"Ahhhhhhhh--!!!"
Evil Emperor let out one last shrill scream.
His proud spiritual barrier was as fragile as a piece of paper under the erosion of the wind element.
Countless wind blades penetrated his body and cut off his tentacles.
Even his huge eyeball was full of cracks in the storm.
Sky Curtain's live broadcast is extremely cruel and real.
It completely presented this scene before everyone's eyes.
There is no intense back and forth between you and me.
There is no 300-round battle.
Just one move.
Just a move.
The Sun-Moon Empire invasion army that made the whole continent feel despair, and the eighth-ranked super Ferocious Beast Evil Emperor.
It's just gone.
The storm gradually subsided.
The army that originally covered the sky has disappeared.
Only countless broken wreckage and rain of blood were left, scattered on the sea.
The whole world is eerily quiet.
There is only the sound of waves crashing on the shore.
Venti stood in mid-air, the harp in his hand disappeared.
He glanced at the red sea water below and shook his head slightly.
"It's really hard to beat."
"I thought it would make me sweat more."
Finished.
He turned around and looked in the direction of Godwind City.
The harmless smile appeared on his face again.
It's like a teenager who has just finished his chores and is waiting for praise.
"Get it done and call it a day."
"Now, no one will bother us drinking, right?"
Within Godwind City.
Qian Renxue Looking at the smiling face of the young man in the sky, I felt my throat was extremely dry.
She wants to talk.
But he found that he couldn't make a sound at all.
This is... the strength of Venti?
Is this the bard who only knows how to drink and act like a fool all day long?
Destroy the country with one move.
In one thought, the gods and demons were slain.
The sea breeze carries a strong fishy and salty smell.
That's not just the smell of sea water.
It was the rusty smell left behind after hundreds of thousands of creatures were instantly annihilated.
On the sea, the steel fleet that originally covered the sky has long disappeared, replaced by countless fragments that rise and fall with the waves.
In the middle of the sea that was dyed dark red with blood, only a few warships at the very edge of the fleet managed to escape.
But at the moment they are like a lonely boat that has lost its power in a storm.
Stopped there like death.
No ship dared to move at all.
The engine died.
All the muzzles of the cannons were drooped, like the heads of defeated roosters.
On the deck, those Sun-Moon Empire soldiers who were usually high-spirited and arrogant at this moment were all pale-faced and slumped to the ground.
Some have even lost control of their bodies, and their crotches are wet and hot.
Just now.
Just a few breaths ago.
They witnessed with their own eyes the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord that occupied most of their field of vision, the almost invincible patron saint in their hearts.
It was ground into a ball of minced meat.
Together with the entire proud main fleet, they were like biscuits crushed by a naughty boy.