Chapter 811: Slash and Answer
"Star Soul Kill, Slash!"
The eyebrows are bright, and the five stars in the sky above the soul lake are like five rounds of scorching sun, bursting out with extremely bright brilliance.
In the next moment, the silver-haired old man swept towards the puppet's soul coercion, shattered, and the puppet with a slightly stagnant body regained its ultimate combat power in an instant. In the terrible sound of the sword, the gloomy long sword swept across, filled with the terrifying sword aura of the true meaning of death, like rolling thunder and lightning that tore through the sky, suddenly across the void, straight towards the silver-haired old man.
A deafening roar suddenly rang out!
Heaven and earth suddenly went into chaos, and vast swaths of frozen soil were thrown into the air, melting, shattering, and steaming.
As far as the eye can see, in a radius of dozens of miles, there is only a bleak breath of death, without the slightest vitality and vitality.
"Damn, how can your soul power be so strong!"
The silver-haired old man opened his mouth, blood spurted out wildly, and his breath suddenly fell by half.
He never expected that Chu Tiance would be able to break through his soul crush in one fell swoop, but instead of successfully suppressing the puppet's actions, he was directly attacked by the puppet with all his strength because of the stagnation of his soul for a moment. The intense pain continued to attack from the viscera, gradually spreading to the limbs, and a little blood even appeared on the back of the shoulder and right arm.
"Puppet, kill!"
Chu Tiance let out a low snort, and his soul suddenly pierced into the puppet's eyebrows.
In the next moment, the puppet's thin body suddenly stirred up an inexplicable sense of majesty, and the long sword was like an axe, slashing fiercely.
The incomparably strong aura of death swept wildly, and this axe seemed to split the ghost door, and infinite evil ghosts roared out from the underworld.
"Fuck, black bones, this waste, forget it if you die, and give the puppet away. ”
The silver-haired old man could no longer care about his demeanor, scolded in a low voice, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and pushed forward fiercely.
The blade is like the moon, but at this time, it is like a huge shield, pushing thousands of mountains, and the sword is worth a thousand pounds.
This is a pure competition of strength, the previous blow failed, the silver-haired old man completely lost the first move, and now it is not said to kill the enemy and escape, even if it is to urge the martial arts, it is too late. This knife did not have the slightest fancy, and it did not even urge the martial arts, but the true essence and power of the silver-haired old man's lifelong penance were all in this push and block, dripping and swaying.
The swords are staggered, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth are stunned, as if stagnating.
The power of the storm turned into a series of ripples, like a tornado of a raging wind and a mighty sea, layer upon layer, and swept madly. 、
However, in the next moment, the silver-haired old man, who was holding the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, suddenly froze and his eyes widened for a moment.
The hands that held the hilt of the knife suddenly jumped up, and then slowly let go, and when I looked down, my eyes were full of deep doubt and horror.
Between the chest and abdomen, a fiery sword light pierced out, and a clear burning sensation was diffused in the limbs and hundreds of bones in an instant.
There was not the slightest pain, only a sense of helplessness and emptiness that was rapidly annihilating life.
The blood flame of the Dark Sword King, in an instant, burned all the essence and blood around the silver-haired old man, and the whole person turned into a dried corpse in an instant.
Until his body and soul were destroyed, the silver-haired old man did not expect that he would die under Chu Tiance's sword.
I didn't expect that he would die so simply under Chu Tiance's sword, without even a trace of resistance or a hint of reaction.
This surging sword qi ripple was enough to easily crush a martial artist at the peak of the ordinary Yuan Soul Realm, and even a half-step True Martial Realm powerhouse, which would never be able to get close. Although Chu Tiance's combat power was extremely outstanding, it was only the early stage of the Yuan Soul Realm after all, not to mention that he still needed to distract himself from manipulating the power of the puppet, so the silver-haired old man did not consider that Chu Tiance might approach from behind.
Even in an instant, he faintly hoped that he could trigger the aftermath of the sword qi and attack Chu Tiance and Duanmu Mingyue.
Then take advantage of this momentary opportunity to escape, and then wait for the large army to come and completely capture Chu Tiance.
But his calculations were a complete error.
The price of his mistake is not only failure, but also his death.
With a thud, the scorched body fell to the ground, turning into ashes in an instant, and then completely turning into nothingness in the wind.
Only a scimitar and a spatial ring were left on the ground.
"Finally dead, my combat power, urging to the limit, facing the strong people in the early stage of the True Martial Realm, can withstand two or three attacks. As a spirit array master, this old man should be considered quite mediocre among martial artists of the same level, if it is the peak of the early stage of the True Martial Realm, it is estimated that he can barely resist a blow without being defeated, if it is a mid-stage blow of the True Martial Realm such as Elder Lan, at most only Yicheng hopes to save his life. ”
Chu Tiance paused and waited for the silver-haired old man to fight, one of the reasons was that he wanted to test his extreme combat effectiveness.
After more than three months of retreat, the various gains accumulated before have basically precipitated, although the realm has not improved, the combat power has increased by leaps and bounds.
"It seems that this time the Heavenly Wolf Sword Sect and them are only accompanying the prince to study, and even the True Martial Realm has died under your sword. ”
Duanmu Mingyue's voice was full of smug smiles, and the sense of accomplishment in her tone seemed to be better than killing with her own hands.
Chu Tiance shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just that he is too light on the enemy, if he always breaks out with all his strength, I want to urge the puppet, at least I need to pay some price." And if he doesn't try to suppress the puppet's soul connection with me, but escapes directly, I am afraid that the chance of success if I want to keep him behind is probably only about 30% at most, and there is a high probability that he will escape. ”
"It's him who underestimates the enemy, but he can't blame him for underestimating the enemy, on the Yuanlong Star, how could there ever be a monster like you. ”
Duanmu Mingyue pursed her lips and chuckled, picked up the space ring and scimitar casually, and threw them to Chu Tiance.
When Chu Tiance heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then gently raised a smile.
Although Duanmu Mingyue has a bit of "Xi Shi in the eyes of lovers", this sentence is not biased.
In the heart of the silver-haired old man, he did not underestimate the enemy, at least after Chu Tiance took a hard knife and urged the puppet, he had already fought with all his strength.
It's just that he never thought that Chu Tiance's combat power was so terrifying and his soul was so strong, that he finally hated Fengxue.
This is a huge mistake.
But it wasn't a mistake.
From beginning to end, all the wrong judgments and all the wrong strategies of the silver-haired old man were not to look down on Chu Tiance and slack off the enemy.
He was not targeting Chu Tiance, but in his heart, all the Yuan Soul Realms were garbage.
"This old guy should have already passed on my news, even if he didn't, with the means of the Demon Gate, I'm afraid he can quickly probe the traces here and analyze the results. Chu Tiance slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and suddenly took out a small array disk from the silver-haired old man's spatial ring, and a trace of curiosity rose in his eyes, "But before that, I want to know an answer." ”
(End of chapter)