Chapter 1047: A Sword to See the True Self, Extreme Demon, Hell Knife
I saw the black knife curtain fall.
The Venerable Tianjing's eyes were like water, and all the essence and spirit on his body burst out, forming a shocking sword intent.
"True martial arts kendo, see the real self with a sword!"
The Venerable Master of Tianjing let out a low shout.
The long sword in his hand was raised.
Then a sword slashed out, and a brilliant sword light burst out, with a deep voice.
The voice vibrated loudly, like a giant god whispering.
This whisper made the long sword in the Venerable Master's hand tremble slightly, as if it resonated.
The sword light changes, shaking the heart, the sword rain is bright, like the morning glow, the black fog of the sky and the earth shines like day, dazzling to the extreme.
Yang Xu, who hadn't left yet, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this sword.
The power of this sword was too great for him to comprehend.
The sword made him feel suffocated.
The sword was too strong, and the horror was boundless, making him feel like a sword had been shocked and killed.
"Why, the strength has been suppressed, why is the sword qi still so terrifying!"
Yang Xu thought in his heart.
And in his eyes, the brilliant sword light collided with the black sword light.
It was as if the heavens and the earth had died at once.
"Your sword is extremely glorious!"
Sikong Immortal said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, the brilliant sword light swept towards him.
"It's just a pity!"
His voice fell, and the brilliant sword light, as if suppressed by a heavy gravity, began to collapse, and he could not reach the face of the immortal.
"Really?"
"How do you feel about my sword?"
After the brilliant sword light disappeared, a deep voice came out in front of Sikong Immortal.
A very bland sword light appeared.
But seeing this sword light, Sikong Immortal's eyes changed greatly.
His eyes became extremely solemn.
Because of the changes that appeared around him, the figure of the Venerable Master of Tianjing, emerging around him, was an image, not a real person.
"This is the real sword move to see the real me!"
Sikong Ageless looked at the Venerable Master of Tianjing and said.
"Yes!"
"After the brilliance, it is the true self, and it is also the essence of this sword."
"Even if my strength is suppressed now, I still have a trace of domain power!"
"The urging of this sword is the power of my heart!"
As the Venerable Master Tianjing spoke, his entire figure turned into light and shadow, and a sword slashed out.
Outside.
The scene that everyone saw was Tianjing, and the Venerable Master slashed out with a sword.
There was no sword qi above the sword light.
But everyone felt an incomparably heavy pressure.
"What about seeing the real me! Under my sword, destroy everything! ”
"Kill!!"
An incomparably strong murderous aura came out with Sikong Ageless's voice.
At this moment, the figure of the immortal began to turn into a demonic shadow, and the aura emanating from his body made people fall into an ice cave in an instant, and the blood in his whole body was frozen.
"Die!"
"Extreme Demon, Hell Knife!"
Sikong Immortal's eyes shot a terrifying fierce light, cruel and cruel, inhumane, and killed with one sword.
With great terror, the sword intent of the great evil aura also completely exploded, the sky seemed to be dark and dark, blood gushed out from the soles of the feet, and the cold and ruthless knife intent wanted to pull people into hell and completely drown.
This moment!!
The hearts of those watching the battle seem to be stared at with merciless eyes by a terrifying evil ghost from hell!
It makes people fall into a purgatory full of coldness, as if they have no emotion.
The slightest movement of the mind can lead to a complete collapse!
This knife, the knife is like a demon, and the knife is like hell!
The sword light collided with the sword light.
Shattered at the same time.
Only this time, the Venerable Master of Tianjing was shocked backwards by the terrifying sword intent, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a knife mark on his body that showed bones.
As for Sikong Immortal, his figure is only three steps back.
But there was also a sword mark on his chest.
Blood kept pouring out.
Feel the pain in your chest.
"Tianjing Lao Dao, your sword is very powerful, if it weren't for Ling's strength being suppressed, I'm afraid this sword would be able to penetrate my body!"
"Unfortunately not! As long as it doesn't kill me with one hit, these injuries are useless to me! ”
Sikong Immortal said coldly.
As he spoke, the bloody sword marks on his body quickly condensed into scars, leaving only one sword mark, which could be seen to have been cut open by a sword just now.
"Your injuries and strength, it's almost impossible to burst out with that sword just now!"
"Swallow your flesh and blood today, and my strength will definitely be one step smaller!"
"Yang Xu, leave it to me here, you go and solve Mu Qingxuan and them, don't let me down, I'm very optimistic about you!"
Sikong Bulao looked at Yang Xu and said.
Yang Xu nodded.
He still has to kill Mu Qingxuan and Yu Peiyu.
now
In one place.
Among the several black-robed figures, Mu Qingxuan's eyes were sharp, and at this moment, the long sword in her hand was unusually scarlet, and on it, a blood-red rune seemed to be quietly melted away by blood.
Airplanes!
A sword roar resounded in the sky
The sword moved, bursting with dazzling blood light, and then a blood-red sword light swept out violently, attacking the black-robed people around.
The black-robed man was instantly enveloped by sword light.
Then the body splits in two.
Mu Qingxuan's bloodline is the bloodline of the sword.
This is also the reason why she has a special talent for kendo.
After the sword light, the scene was somewhat silent.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a figure shot out at Mu Qingxuan's feet.
The palm of the hand is bloody, and the speed is extremely fast.
Mu Qingxuan, who had just taken out her sword, had no time to resist at all, so she could only instinctively draw her sword to resist.
Boom!
The body was knocked down and flew out.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood spurted out,
The long sword in his hand supported the ground, and he stabilized his figure.
"It is worthy of being a person who has come down from the gate of heaven, and his strength is not ordinary, but it's a pity!"
"You're still a little close!"
The person who appeared looked at Mu Qingxuan with a cold expression.
Of course, although he won the first blow, the person who came did not strike again.
Mu Qingxuan is a person above the gate of heaven, and he doesn't know if the other party has other hole cards.
now
Yu Peiyu's figure moved, appeared next to Mu Qingxuan, checked the injuries on Mu Qingxuan's body, and her eyes froze.
Although Mu Qingxuan vomited blood from the corner of her mouth, the injuries on her body were not serious.
Because she has armor on her.
"I'm fine, but the situation is not optimistic now, I'm afraid we need to find a chance to leave!"
Mu Qingxuan looked at Yu Peiyu and said.
"Can't you leave and step on the gate of heaven again?"
Yu Peiyu heard this and said in a deep voice.
Now the situation here is very bad, and a stronger master will soon appear, so he wants to take Mu Qingxuan away.
"Here are the coordinates, we can directly enter the outside of the True Martial God Temple above the Earth and Heaven Gate, if we go to other places, we don't know where we will be?"
Mu Qingxuan said.
"Whew!"
At this moment, a figure galloped in.
It was Yang Xu, his figure fell, and his eyes looked at Yu Peiyu and Mu Qingxuan.
"Uncle Shi!"
When some disciples of the True Martial Dao Temple saw Yang Xu, their faces showed joy and shouted at Yang Xu.
It's just that it was Yang Xu's blood-colored palm that greeted him.
In the blink of an eye, the palm of his hand slapped out, hitting several people in a row.
All the blood on these people was sucked into the palm of his hand.
"Uncle Shi, you!"
Some people looked at Yang Xu in horror.
"See His Holiness!"
The black-robed man who had injured Mu Qingxuan before saluted Yang Xu,
(End of chapter)