Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Sword

With the full-scale outbreak of the Asa Dao, the distance between the woman and him became closer and closer, and the power of the protector of the epoch instrument became useless under the eyes of the shallow path, and the woman could be said to be in danger.

The woman's heart was crossed, and she simply stopped running away, just stood there, watching a golden pillar of light turned into by the shallow road because of the high-speed movement coming towards her.

When the shallow road was less than a hundred miles away from the woman, the woman's face was extremely solemn, and her slender wrist flipped over, only to see a little dark golden light particle emerge, and in an instant, it turned into a long sword, which was held by the woman in her hand.

This is a dark golden ancient sword about three feet long, there are faint cracks on the long sword, the whole body is covered with dense ancient texts, the ancient sword seems to be stained with blood, this blood stain does not know what age left, although the blood stains have dried, leaving only a few faint traces, but still exudes a terrifying evil aura.

Just by looking at it, the soul of the shallow path unconsciously rose a burst of fear, this is the fear that is immersed in the blood, engraved in the soul, eons ago, not to mention his shallow way, even one of his ancestors who has become the supreme supreme has fallen under this sword!

Even if the sword hadn't moved yet, Asamichi had even had an illusion, as if the sword was already on his neck, and it could make someone's head fall to the ground in an instant.

It's just that Asamichi has the power given by his ancestors at this time, and the golden light in his eyes is full of gold at the moment, and he is free from the influence of that sword on him.

However, even if Asamichi was separated from the influence of that sword on him, the bursts of evil qi emitted by that sword still had a great impact on him, and he who could have used eleven points of strength, I am afraid that he could only use eight points of strength at this time.

"It's worthy of the Epoch. Shallow Dao's eyes lowered, and he sighed lightly, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and the bright golden light burst out, "If you are in the same realm as me, with the weapon of the era, I am afraid that it will be easy to kill me, but unfortunately, you are only in the early stage of the king realm!"

Asamichi's words are indeed true, if the woman and the shallow path are both in the true god realm, it is even more exaggerated, even if the woman is only the existence of the peak of the king realm, with the understanding of the artifact of the era for many years, it is indeed easy to kill the shallow path. It's just that the strength of the woman is only in the early stage of the King Realm, not to say how weak it is in the early stage of the King Realm, even if you look at the Ten Thousand Realms, there are not many monks who can reach the King Realm, but what she has to face is the direct descendant of the patriarch of the clan today, Emperor Shakti, who has half a foot into the shallow path of the True God Realm, plus he is now contacting the ancestors of the clan through the power of the bloodline to get gifts, and his strength is already a well-deserved True God Realm, so in comparison, the strength of the early stage of the Female King Realm is so pale and powerless.

The woman's face was bloodless, but her expression was still extremely resolute, holding the weapon of the epoch in her hand, but she did not launch an attack for a long time, because at this moment the woman only had the power of one blow, if she couldn't make a contribution with one blow, she was afraid that she would fall here with hatred.

Asamichi just sneered and said: "Your ancestors once inflicted heavy losses on our clan, but our clan has always admired the strong very much, even if it is on the opposite side, in order to show my admiration for your ancestors, but also to revere the weapon in your hand that once killed one of my ancestors, I decided to give you a chance." ”

The woman was a little puzzled, the people of the Celestial Clan had always been ruthless, and it was impossible for them to have the slightest sympathy for their enemies, so how could they give her any chance?

As if he knew what the woman was thinking, he sneered and said, "I want to see how much power the Tongtian Sword Technique that once killed my ancestor still has in your hands." ”

"You only have a chance with a sword. Six wings spread out behind Asamichi, endless streamers hung down on the top of his head, an incomparably holy aura emanated from him, a slightly illusory golden spear was held by Asamichi in his hand, any weapon should be dull before the weapon of the era, but this slightly illusory golden spear did not have any intention of retreating, but instead there was a roar, as if he wanted to fight with the weapon of the era in the woman's hand.

At this time, Asamichi had already adjusted himself to the best state, and seeing that the woman still didn't make a move, Asamichi couldn't help but snort coldly: "Could it be that the Heavenly Sword Technique created by your ancestors will decline in your hands?"

The reason why Asamichi wanted the woman to hand over this sword was to face the fear of this sword caused by the bloodline in his body, although Asamichi had now received a gift from his ancestors and raised his strength to the True God Realm, but this was only temporary. But if he could find a strong enough whetstone to sharpen himself, maybe even after his ancestor's gift disappeared, he would still be able to remain in the True God Realm! And right now, holding the weapon of the era, but the strength is only this woman in the early stage of the king realm, it is the best whetstone for him, after all, the weapon of the era held by this woman has killed one of his ancestors, after that, the fear of this era weapon is deeply engraved in the hearts of the heavenly clansmen in later generations, if he can face this fear head-on, and overcome it, the future future is limitless!

And the woman saw that this was the case, although she didn't understand her thoughts, but if this was the case, this blow might be able to win her a chance.

The woman slowly closed her eyes and devoted herself to the artifact of the era, as time slowly passed, endless sword intent appeared around the woman, and the momentum of the whole person became more and more powerful, and Asamichi just coldly watched the woman's momentum gradually rise, and did not interrupt.

Finally, the woman opened her eyes, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sharp sword at this moment, and had entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

The artifact of the epoch in the woman's hand was gently handed out, and there was no earth-shattering power, only a death-like silence.

In an instant, the clouds in this small world were thick, and there was a faint coil of thunder and lightning flickering in the clouds, and everywhere the epoch passed, everything was silently shattered, and even the void no longer existed, and all that remained was endless nothingness.

The process seemed slow, but in Asamichi's eyes, the sword light was only a moment, and it had already reached his face!

"Ancestor, let's see how this sword is!" the woman chuckled, no longer afraid of what counterattack Asamichi would make, at this time she had only one thought, that is, to hand over this sword, as for what to do after a sword, she no longer thought about it!