Chapter 707: Immortal, Da Ula!
Ye Xiuwen shouted 'slash', while Da Ula had a frightened look on his face and retreated sharply. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
But at this moment, it was too late, Ye Xiuwen's Burial Sword, what it contained was not only the power of the Great Dao, but the law.
And under this law, you are hit by a sword, and I am also hit by a sword, and the name of 'buried sword' comes from this, which has a meaning of dying with the enemy.
Of course, ordinary people can't use this kind of desperate sword at all, because if you want to drive this style of swordsmanship, then you must be more vigorous than the other party's vitality.
Otherwise, if this sword goes down, your enemy is not dead, but you are dead, it will be a little funny.
Of course, Ye Xiuwen is different, he has such a domineering weapon as the Nine Yang Divine Technique in his body, even if his heart is bombarded, he has the ability to restore it.
Therefore, Ye Xiuwen was not afraid at all, and with a direct blow, he fixed the big Ula at the moment.
This sword, just from hitting the opponent's lower abdomen, Da Ula's body was directly fixed in the sky by heavy ink, and he couldn't move anymore!
"Damn, where did you learn the 'Death Sword'?" Da Ula's face was ugly, and he vomited a mouthful of blood directly. Obviously, in the face of this kind of law, even he can't fight against it.
"Go to hell and ask the ghosts! Belch! ”
Ye Xiuwen was also hit by a sword, but at this moment he was much more relaxed than Da Ula.
He's already been injured like this, maybe he's used to it!
"Damn! Aren't you afraid of death? This is a sword, but it is a burial of others."
"I'm sorry, I don't need you to teach, Lao Tzu has already received it, this sword will kill you! Chop me! ”
Ye Xiuwen burst out with an angry shout again, and the sword of heavy ink appeared out of thin air, directly penetrating the heart of the big Ula!
"Poof!"
Da Ula's heart was pierced, and his eyes widened in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't want his heart to be pierced, and the blood pressure caused by it directly made him vomit a lot of blood.
Crimson blood gushed out, and Da Ula's whole person immediately fell into extreme weakness.
His hands hung down, and the whole person, completely relying on the two heavy inks, supported him!
His eyes were unwilling, his heart was churning, and he was even about to burst out of his body with a vicious curse.
However, maybe he doesn't have this opportunity, because the death sword represents the power of a law and a power of fairness.
If you are hit by a sword, I will be hit by a sword, and it depends on who dies first.
As a result, Da Ulla couldn't bear such a heavy injury, and his expression was extremely depressed.
"Poof!"
Just when Da Ulla was on the verge of death, the same fatal sword also fell on Ye Xiuwen's body.
The heart was pierced, and under that huge force, it almost caused Ye Xiuwen's body to lean forward!
The red blood flowed out and gushed out desperately along Ye Xiuwen's mouth, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen was laughing, his smile was so hideous, so gloomy.
Because he won this game, he won completely!
"Ugh!"
A large amount of blood loss made Ye Xiuwen dizzy, he felt that it was almost over, if he continued to lose blood like this, maybe Da Ula would die, and he would not be able to live.
"Close!"
Ye Xiuwen grabbed it with his big hand, withdrew the burial sword, the vision disappeared, and his whole person, along with the dead body of Da Ula, fell from the air.
At this moment, Ye Xiuwen's expression was sluggish, and the death of vitality actually made him feel as if he was immersed in the realm of death.
It was the world of the dead, a place of eternal darkness.
It's not hell, because in hell you can see demons and demons.
And here, you will see nothing, you can only see the dark space, and the space is empty.
Here, there is no sun, moon and stars, no mountains and rivers, nothing at all. And all there is only the darkness that can not be seen at a glance!
This is simply terrifying, Ye Xiuwen definitely doesn't want to stay here, he wants to escape,
"Ugh! Maybe this time, it's a bit big, Jiuyang Divine Trick, fix it for me,"
A trace of consciousness was not extinguished, which made Ye Xiuwen struggle and escape from the darkness.
He didn't want to die there, so he was frantically running the Nine Suns Divine Technique to repair his broken heart.
This kind of repair, unusually slow, is undoubtedly equivalent to a rebirth.
He needs time, only a quarter of an hour is enough,
But, perhaps, he didn't have the time anymore, for he had seen something terrible, the body of the great Ula, actually moved.
"Huh! Hahaha! Hahaha! ”
Da Ulla did move, and not only did he move, but he let out a maniacal laugh one after another.
That kind of wild laughter shook the wounds on his body, but he didn't care at all, and still laughed.
"Hahaha! Humble slave, it seems that you have not yet realized that you are mortal, hahaha! If you are not willing to bombard your own Shouyang, how can you kill me? Hahaha! ”
Da Ula's laughter grew more and more rampant, and he gently raised his large, blood-stained hand and pointed it at his head.
"Why? Why? ”
Ye Xiuwen's lips and teeth moved slightly, and he conveyed this puzzle and passed it into the ears of the big Ula.
"Because, because I'm immortal, hahaha! Only the head of the sun is left, this one cover door! Hahaha! My slave, you're in too much danger, so you'd better die! ”
When Da Ulla said this, the person had already moved, and he would definitely not let Ye Xiuwen have any possibility of escaping.
Because the Death Sword is simply terrifying, it is the only martial art in this world that can threaten him.
And he died because of this, he was killed by the burial sword, and his head was directly blown off.
So when he heard Ye Xiuwen shouting out the Death Sword, he was shocked, and he pretended to be insupportive, just to trick Ye Xiuwen into thinking that he was dead, so that Ye Xiuwen could withdraw his martial arts.
And Ye Xiuwen was indeed fooled, he withdrew his martial arts, and this was taken advantage of by Da Wula.
"Hahaha! My slave, I know you must be unwilling, but facts are facts, goodbye! ”
Da Ula's smile is getting more and more rampant, more and more hideous, and his body, with this rampant, this hideous, has been driving rapidly from a distance!
That kind of speed was extraordinary, just a few positions, and he had already come to Ye Xiuwen's face.
He poked out the shriveled hand and grabbed Ye Xiuwen's head directly!
"Bang!"
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