175. The old man who was beaten miserably
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As soon as the unspeakable terrifying murderous aura appeared, everything began to wither, the dark clouds in the sky were eroded by the darker turbidity, the molten earth cooled and turned to ash little by little, even if it was the twist and chaos that rolled between the heavens and the earth all the time, it was cut open, and a terrible wail suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth, which was the scream of the will of darkness and chaos.
The quaint bronze long sword, with the traces of time, does not have a trace of brilliance, but just existing in this world makes heaven and earth fall into an absolute state of slaughter.
The raging earth, water, wind, fire, and calamity power dissipated as if it had encountered some kind of terrifying attack.
Even though he was old, he still held the hilt of the sword tightly with his palm, which was as powerful as a youth, but the green tendons skyrocketed, as if it would take a lifetime of strength to hold this bronze long sword, which was less than a few catties.
Even though the enemy's sword had not yet been swung, it seemed to have infinite pressure coming out of thin air, and with a muffled snort, Moses' body bent abruptly, and the earth cracked rapidly under his feet, as if he could no longer bear the pressure of the slaughter like the sky and the earth cracking, and tried his best to raise his head, his eyes flashed with a pale and demonic light, and his expression was extremely ugly, but he gritted his teeth and said word by word:
"The ancient artifact Zhuxian Sword has come at the right time, and I have been preparing for this moment for countless years. β
"Don't be ashamed, let the demons die. The long eyebrows looked cold, and they danced the Zhuxian Sword with extreme difficulty, and the blade of the sword was pressed down little by little, with Moses' body as the center, a sword mark that spanned more than ten miles appeared at his feet, from shallow to deep, and gradually became deep and terrifying, and a blood line appeared on Moses's face, from the forehead to the chest and abdomen, blood suddenly splattered out.
Even though the sword blade was still far away, the terrifying murderous aura that was enough to make heaven and earth return to the desolate world had turned into sword qi.
At this critical moment of life and death, Moses let out a long roar, and the white bone staff in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of fine bones, constantly changing and combining, and actually formed a hideous and evil white bone long knife, but there was no blade, Moses opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood in his heart sprinkled on the knife, and the blood spread and multiplied wildly, and finally turned into a dark red blade like amber.
In an instant, an endless mournful wail sounded, as if countless unjust souls were roaring, and in it, a low tiger roar resounded, and the sound shook for hundreds of miles
"In order to fight against the Zhuxian Sword in your hand, I searched hard in the world for a hundred years, only to find a piece of the bones of the ancient divine beast in the extreme west, take the resentment and sorrow of thousands of sentient beings, smelt the infinite soul and soul, and sacrifice for a hundred years to cast such a magic knife, called Tiger Spirit, please taste this resentment that belongs to me. β
Moses looked up to the sky and roared wildly, and the tiger demon sword swung upward, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth darkened, and countless terrible howls rang out, like endless vicious curses, converging into a dark wind that swept the heavens and the earth towards the sky.
The sword qi of the Xuan Immortal collided head-on with the sword qi of the Tiger Demon Sword, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell into a silent realm, time seemed to be slowed down, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be repeatedly ravaged by an invisible hand, and Moses' inherent enchantment was shattered in an instant.
For a moment, like 10,000 years, the contestants who have been completely reduced to spectators and the commander-in-chief of a certain villain Boos can't tell what Fang Cai's collision is, they only feel that there is a sudden darkness in front of them, and when they come back to their senses, they have been blown away dozens of meters away, buzzing in their ears, and everything they see in front of them is dim and blurry.
"Hey, what happened just now, did the nuclear bomb explode. "Athena's goddess healing blessing is still waving in the body, Li Wei first regained his senses, and now Moses' inherent enchantment has disappeared, and the field has returned to his harmonious crystal palace, but even \u662
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Turning his head to look, the long-eyebrow Taoist didn't know when he came down from mid-air, and Moses was far away, the latter looked extremely desolate, his black robe was cut all over the place, and his body was densely covered with large or small blood marks, dyeing the whole person like a bloody person, and the tiger demon knife in his hand was densely covered with spider patterns, and it seemed that he was not far from being scrapped.
And the long-eyebrow Daoist seemed to be safe and sound, lowering his eyebrows and staring at the Zhuxian Sword held tightly in his hand, and was silent.
"Hahaha, Sword Demon, it turns out that you have become so weak, the forbidden spell that my teacher issued with his life and soul back then, the injuries caused by it are still in your body, are you ...... now? Can you still wield the Immortal Sword a second time?"
The contestants gradually came back to their senses, and when they heard Moses' words, they all looked at the hands of the Changmei Daoist, and the simple bronze sword became translucent at this moment, and there was a sense of looming.
Changmei raised his head, his expression still solemn: "Even if you can't use the divine sword, but with Ziying, Qingsuo, it is completely enough to kill you, the demon." β
After finishing speaking, Shou Mei raised, the purple and green swords turned around the body, and the sword light gathered, forming a brilliant sword light pillar and hitting directly, Moses still laughed as if no one was around, and the half-crippled tiger demon knife in his right hand was a prostitute
The battle situation entered the most intense stage in an instant, the sword qi and the demonic qi collided endlessly, the infinite explosion wave swept the heavens and the earth, and the black and white figures intertwined and rotated, sometimes running on the earth, sometimes flying into the nine skies, and the people with worse eyes couldn't see what was going on at all.
"Master Huang, how are these two perverted powerhouses fighting. "Even though he has the strength bonus of the Golden Saint Seiya, and the seventh sense that allows him to slow down and watch carefully, he doesn't have a high sense of fighting, so Li Wei really can't tell who has the upper hand, anyway, he feels that both of them are suddenly in a mess\u768
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4, came back to his senses, and now the closest to him was actually Huang, so he had the courage to ask, and at the same time prepared for battle, and was ready to shout for help if something was wrong and let Sheng Peng come to the rescue.
Huang didn't care, stared at the battle situation in the distance, and said casually: "At present, it is the real person with long eyebrows who has the upper hand, the light of the sword he produces is extremely fast, and it is conservatively estimated that he has broken through the sound, every blow is extremely powerful, the point is that the range is very far, and Moses' strength is not weak, but the range of attack is not as far as the real person with long eyebrows, and Moses is looking for opportunities to get close to the real person with long eyebrows for most of the time......"
"But the scoundrel is that once Moses gets closer, the long eyebrows will be united with the sword, and after a hard fight with Moses, he will stay away with the sound, and then carry out long-range bombing again after opening the distance, this move is too scoundrel, after the body and sword are united, although he can't move flexibly and can't load for a long time, but this move can almost burst out nearly twice the degree of sound in a straight short range. Sheng Peng took over the topic with an annoyed expression.
"Is it a kite flying tactic? Peng Zai, I suddenly feel that something is wrong, before you could fight hard with Changmei without falling behind, and then tie with Huang, but you and Huang's strength can't beat Moses, and Changmei is stronger than Moses? β
"When he fought with Changmei, he didn't take it seriously from beginning to end, not to mention the Zhuxian Sword, he didn't even use the body sword many times, and even the strength of the sword light was less than half of what it is now, he was just playing tricks on me. Speaking of this, Sheng Peng's heroic eyebrows were raised, as if he was infinitely sullen.
Until this moment, no one could interfere in the battle between Changmei and Moses, and in the distance, the subordinates of the Demon King Army were also watching from a distance, and the two groups of people looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became hot.
"So, do you want to continue with our undecided victory?" said Oba Bull as he stepped forward to make a declaration of battle, and for a moment, the two groups of people immediately looked at each other.
Just as the flames of war were about to start, a sudden sound interrupted the civil war of mankind.
"Bloodline Tantra - Years"
The powerful magic power suddenly descended on the battlefield, the battle situation changed suddenly, and the expression of the real person with the bright eyebrows who was fighting with Moses flashed a trace of solemnity and consternation, so clear and unmistakable imprinted on his face, it has not disappeared for a long time, and a sword light slowly condensed in front of him, ready to shoot, but it was so slow, like an old ox pulling a cart, let Jean's heart worry.
The time around Changmei was distorted by this powerful magic, thus slowing down the passage of time, and sensing that something was wrong, Changmei frantically urged Gu Zhenyuan, but it was too late, Moses approached with a cruel smile, and a touch of "emptiness" full of extinction and nothingness bloomed on Changmei's chest.
The robe on his chest passed away like dust, and a dazzling stream of blood flowed from the mouth of the long eyebrow, and when the blow was successful, Moses smiled and retreated sharply.
"Tut-tut, this is a very wonderful opportunity, thank God, thank you to the ancestors, I have been looking forward to this opportunity for three hundred years, but it is a pity that Moses chose to flee in the end, but it is okay, let me do the final blow, so that I can appreciate the sweet pleasure of revenge. β
"If you don't flee, you will die, Moses, yes, take revenge, I'll come. β
Two figures stepped into the battlefield, one was dressed in a gorgeous black dress, the other was white, blood-red eyes, the complexion was sickly pale, every move was indescribably elegant and calm, and there was a ghostly coldness and blood, two fangs protruding from the mouth, and a pair of bat wings behind the back gently fanned.
The other figure was wearing only a pair of leather panties, and the muscles on his body were like works of art carved out of marble, showing the masculine beauty of a man, his face was a little ugly, but he had a majestic temperament like a mountain, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying and wild feeling like the king of all beasts.
"Honorable Sword Demon Your Excellency, I think you have forgotten about me, but this is also right, after all, when you entered the Dark Council alone, I was just an insignificant blood baron, and I was even directly bombarded to death by a look full of sword intent from you, if it weren't for my mother's life...... Oh, these are all in the past, it doesn't matter anymore, let me introduce myself again, the current Speaker of the Bloodline, the only survivor of the Sri Lankan family, and the last prince of the Bloodline, Antah. Sri Lanka, now ...... Let's settle the old scores. β
"King of the Beasts, Dao'an, blood debt, revenge. β
There is a strong contrast between Anta's chatter and Dao'an's short silence, and if they meet for the first time, they are quite happy, but right now, the momentum that continues to soar from the two of them makes people laugh.
"Demon beasts. Changmei just raised his eyebrows, and snorted coldly, the infinite sword light condensed around him, ready to burst into a fierce attack at any time, and the injuries caused by Moses didn't seem to exist at all.
"It's really a dazzling and terrifying sword light, it still hasn't faded after three hundred years, it has reminded me of a long time, I know very well that even after three hundred years of training, it can't level the gap in strength between us, after all, the seven princes of the blood clan back then, almost half of the five beast kings of the beast clan fell into your hands, so, please allow us to ignore the battle etiquette, a little bit of the power of Moses' sin, by the way, please taste the means specially prepared for you by our two clans for more than three hundred years." β
One figure after another appeared behind Anta and Dao'an, Li Wei's heart jumped suddenly, many of these people are the strongest among the non-human contestants outside, why did they all come here at this time, what has become of the battle situation outside?
Most of these people are blood and beast clans, I saw half of them come out, there are more than twenty people, and then without saying a word, they suddenly blew themselves up, and the blood water set off fell like raindrops, Li Wei and the others were dumbfounded on the spot, and they didn't start fighting and abandoning themselves in general force, what else is this doing, but the next moment, these blood and water converged into a vast blood-colored magic array out of thin air, running slowly, and the infinite power of blockade solidified the aura between heaven and earth.
"I have to admit that compared to us who rely on time to improve our natural strength, you oriental immortals who have opened the path of cultivation with their own wisdom and evolved step by step from weak human beings, are too high for the energy utilization process between heaven and earth, and one point of strength can wield ten times more than a hundred times the destructive power, which is really terrifying......
Therefore, we used three hundred years to open this magic circle, at the cost of the lives and souls of ten blood clan powerhouses and beast clan powerhouses, and arranged a sacrificial magic circle that can permanently block the vitality of a hundred miles around you, and it can't borrow the energy between heaven and earth, and it can't even fly, terrifying sword demon lord, can you kill us heroically again like you did three hundred years ago, or ...... What about being torn to pieces by us from body to soul?"
Anta babbled, his blood-colored eyes revealed a touch of crazy murderous desire, he raised his hand gently, his nails grew wildly, and in an instant, he turned into claws like sharp blades, and Dao An on the side didn't say anything, his muscles bulged, and his hair suddenly grew, transforming into a giant erect lion that was more than three meters tall, and his eyes also showed terrifying killing intent.
And behind them, many non-humans gradually stepped onto the battlefield, and they also looked at Changmei with bitter hatred.
"It's just a little demon trick, what a good way, and it depends on the old Dao's purple and green swords, whether they can kill all your demons and evil animals on the spot. "Even though he was injured, bleeding from his mouth and nose, even though he was surrounded by demons and facing each other with knives and guns, his body was still straight, and his hands held Zi Ying and Qing Suo respectively, and his whole body was filled with a strong coercion to the limit.
"So, let's dance in this bloody ball until...... We're the last man left. β
Anta bowed lightly and said lightly the words of a battle to the death, and then everyone rushed forward and kicked off the bloody battle.
"What do you think?" Li Wei asked, and Oba Niu replied without hesitation: "No matter what the cause of this battle is, we must not sit idly by and watch the Demon King Army rage, and we must give just sanctions. β
Because with the appearance of the magic circle, Changmei can no longer fly in the air, and the demon army that is still on the sidelines has joined the battle to besiege Changmei, as the party destined to become a mortal enemy, the enemy must give a resolute blow to any strategic intention, of course, this is just a scene, the point is, even if it is the idea of profiting from the fisherman, no one knows whether the spearhead will turn to them when Changmei is besieged to death, after all, now one side is human, one side is non-human, and the difference is much more than the separation between skin colorsγ
"Well, as a young man full of love and justice, I really can't watch an old and helpless old man being beaten, so let's join forces. β
Li Wei pondered for a while, and decided that he had to participate in this battle, what are you kidding, Moses's strength is so strong that he can't imagine it, don't take advantage of the opportunity when he and Changmei fight to five labor and seven injuries, and wait until the battle is over to face an intact demon army boss, isn't this a proper rhythm to find death.
And at this moment, he can still rely on the carelessness of fighting against the Demon King Army to pull Oba Niu and others as thugs, and he is still in his own inherent enchantment, which can be called the right time and place, and he will be a fool if he doesn't fight.
There is the right to manifest in wartime, every time a contestant is killed, the energy in exchange will greatly increase his final chances of victory, Li Wei sees this very clearly, anyway, this battle continues, no matter how many people die, as long as he and Sheng Peng do not die, it will be an absolute victory.
"Aha, it's really a lively fight, many of them are acquaintances, I don't think you will mind if I interfere with the ancestor. β
I don't know when, the butcher knife monk wearing a robe, but walking like a robber appeared on the battlefield, the huge white bone knife on his shoulder, lazily asked, but did not wait for others to answer, slowly raised the knife, and laughed arrogantly: "Ancestor, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty, come on, fight with Ancestor and me for three hundred rounds." β