Chapter Seventy-Six: Swordsmanship
The spirit of the edict stands in his hands.
How tall a figure of more than ten feet is.
The crowd stood in front of him like a flock of tiny rats looking up at a giant elephant.
The rumbling majesty of the gods was suppressed, and it was about to break the backs of the people.
But the crowd still stood straight.
The cold and majestic voice of the voice vibrates, like a thunderbolt that fills the entire illusionary world, making people's hearts chill.
Then the words fell, and the huge figure was surrounded by the Dao power that surged around, and the Dao robe on his body fluttered without wind, and the mighty Dao power set off a terrible storm in the illusion world.
Immediately, he suddenly stretched out his palm again, and with a big flip, there seemed to be boundless mysterious power in his palm.
"Let's all turn to ashes!"
The rumbling and indifferent voice shouted, and the giant palm was suppressed violently!
This palm fell, as if the sky was overturned.
The giant palm crushed down, suppressing the illusory world.
The boundless pressure seems to be about to crush everyone in the illusion world into powder.
However, on the ground, the leader of the Ghost Riders, Kou Sui, looked up to the sky, and he looked at this monstrous palm pressing, not only did he not fear, but laughed wildly, and his eyes were full of cold light!
"Dog thief!"
"Just a phantom spirit, how dare you call it the number of days?!"
"Do you think that the monk has escaped, and my Red Owl Cavalry is a soft persimmon that you can knead casually?!"
He shouted loudly, and his murderous intent ran wild!
His expression was even more crazy!
"Why do you think I didn't run away with the monk, but let the monk go out alone?"
"If the monk doesn't go out, how can you be so eager to show up!"
"And Benjue, where did you get the opportunity to cut off your head with your own hands?"
Kou Sui laughed madly!
His expression distorted in the midst of his hurried words.
The originally cold face was revealed to be extremely cruel, tyrannical, and full of boundless rage.
Facing the big palm that fell from the sky, he held the bronze sword in his hand, and in the terrifying and terrifying smile, a terrifying sword intent and murderous aura emanated from him!
"Break your hand with a sword!"
The sound of exclamation is like thunder!
Kou Sui slashed out with a sword!
This sword slashed out, and the sword light slashed, cutting out a fierce and incomparable sword like a wild dragon.
The sharp sword gang rushed up to the sky, the sword qi roared, as if the vicissitudes were agitated, and the sword light was torn, and the big palm that was pressed down was slashed with a sword!
The giant palm broke off and suddenly collapsed into ashes.
"Thou ...... How dare you?!"
The palm of his hand was cut off by a sword, and the spirit of the edict looked stunned, as if it couldn't be believed.
"Why don't you dare?! Today, it's you who should be damned!"
An icy voice rang out.
A sword slashed the giant palm of the spirit of the edict, and the aura emanating from Kou Sui's whole person became even more terrifying.
All the expressions on his face were gone.
All that was left on his face was coldness and indifference.
It seems to be able to break the life and death of the world, seven emotions and six desires.
His eyes showed a cold glow, and his scalp was numb!
In those eyes, all the emotions and thoughts that seemed to belong to people had been completely extinguished.
He looked coldly at the huge figure in front of him.
The bronze sword in his hand revealed a blood-colored cold light, and in the cold light, there seemed to be countless souls who died under the sword crying and wailing!
"Two swords cut off your head!"
He said coldly.
The words fell, a terrible cold light appeared, and a fast unimaginable sword light rushed up to the sky.
This sword, the sword rushes into the sky, and the mountains and rivers are broken!
The sword aura was so shocking that the ghosts and gods were discolored!
Boom!
The sword gang roared, and the fierce sword qi instantly slashed upward, passing through the neck of the spirit of the edict.
Then a crisp crack appeared in the neck, and a huge head was slashed off.
Above the skull, the eyes of the spirit of the edict were still full of consternation.
It seems that he didn't expect that in his eyes, a mere mortal would be able to cut such an amazing sword.
The huge head fell, and then his sword qi raged, and the head and headless body all turned into ashes.
One sword cuts off the hand, and the second sword beheads the head!
Swordsmanship is superb, and those who are in it will die!
"Dead?"
The spirit of the edict was slain, and many of the ghost-faced horsemen on the ground all looked at each other with a look of surprise in their eyes.
Is this spirit of the edict really so easy to be killed?!
Faintly, they seemed to be able to feel something, and everyone's eyes were constantly roaming around the phantom array.
Not only them, Kou Sui held the bronze sword in his hand and did not put it back into its sheath.
He just stood with his sword in hand, as if waiting for something.
Sure enough, at this moment, in the illusionary world, suddenly a terrifying Dao power rose up!
"If the edict is not broken, my body will not die!"
"It's ridiculous that even mere mortals dare to say that they will kill me?!
In the void, the voice of the spirit of the edict sounded again.
The sound seemed to sound from every corner of the illusory world, and the rumbling loud sound shook through, and the entire illusory world seemed to vibrate.
Immediately after, in the stunned gaze of everyone, five huge and incomparably large figures appeared from all directions of the illusion world.
These five figures are all more than ten zhang.
And they looked exactly the same, as if they had been carved out of a mold.
The only difference is the robes they wear.
These five huge figures, one is wearing a green robe of Xiaotai, one is wearing a black silk gossip robe, one is wearing a cyan five thunder robe, one is wearing a Eight Crane Xianyun robe, and one is wearing a Nine Dragons dust-repelling robe!
Five people stood at the five corners of the phantom array.
They all lowered their eyes, their eyes were round, their faces were full of anger, and they shouted in unison,
"Town!"
The words fell, the power of the phantom array evolved, and the five figures all turned their palms and pressed down.
But as soon as the word town fell, on the ground, a sneer appeared on Kou Sui's face,
"If the edict is not broken, you will not die?"
"I can cut the cause and effect, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to kill a single edict spiritual sense?"
The words fell, but his figure disappeared out of thin air.
In the illusion, a light wind blew.
Then the words of these five figures came to an abrupt end.
Their movements froze, and from the eyebrows of the five of them, a sharp sword mark appeared in all of them, directly splitting their bodies in half from top to bottom.
"This ......"
The unwilling words came out of the mouth of the cyan robed figure, and then the five figures turned into ashes together.
This time, the five figures collapsed, and the coercion that shrouded the phantom realm disappeared in an instant.
This sword directly slashed the spiritual sense of the spirit of the edict.
On the land of the illusory world, Kou Sui's disappeared figure reappeared.
It's just that at this moment, he seems to be young, like a young man, and he seems to be old, like an old man.
His whole body seems to be constantly fluctuating in time, making his life go on and on.
His hands trembled, and the bronze sword in his hand whimpered incessantly.
It seems that he can hardly carry the sword intent on Kou Sui's body.