Chapter 128 Into the Sword Shrine!

"Immovable - like a mountain!"

With the voice of the emblem, the earth trembled. Several small peaks rose from the flat ground to block it out, and the yellow light flowing on the peaks made it even more cold.

Chen Shuo's eyes narrowed when he saw the peak. This Fang Hui is the same as Liu Yu's strength of fusing the five turns, and now it seems that the strength is comparable. The heavy breath coming from the mountain peak seemed to be like a giant mountain in the sky.

Thousands of kilometers away, everyone watched this strong collision, and their eyes widened and they didn't blink.

Will Donghuo continue to kill strongly, or will this newcomer Fang Hui be superior? This question flashed through everyone's minds, eager to know the result.

"Boom!"

The sword finally collided with the giant ridge, the earth and rocks rolled, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the eardrums of the people who shook with a huge sound were painful.

The sword was like a cutting machine, frantically cutting the giant ridge, and unswervingly and slowly drilled into it, wanting to divide the giant ridge in two.

Chen Shuo's eyes narrowed, because this Fang Hui was someone who knew Liu Yu, and his strength in fusing the five turns was not easy to match. Worried that he would be recognized in the fierce battle, Chen Shuo made up his mind not to entangle with this emblem, and to fight quickly.

But for a variety of reasons. This swept away the thousand armies Chen Shuo did not use all his strength, and now it seems that the situation is very good, but in fact, the sword is already lacking in stamina.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Chen Shuo looked at Fang Hui who was shining brightly in the mountains, and coldly spit out a word, "Explosion!"

Suddenly, the sword exploded violently, blowing the giant ridge apart. Like a landslide and tsunami, countless tiny sword rays swept out, like a rain of rain shooting towards the emblem, and the sky was shrouded in this dense nine-colored sword light.

The Force around Fang Hui was agitated, and he was about to use some skill, but he found a clear and cold voice coming from behind him.

"Twinkle!" "Assassin Mark"

"Shadow Dance" "Holy Shield Strike!"

The green mark lit up on Fang Hui's head, and then Fang Hui only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he saw that Chen Shuo had appeared in front of him. Almost at the same time, the great sword in his hand slashed at the former's shoulder.

Fang Hui felt a pain in his shoulder, and then a wave of dizziness came, and he fell into darkness.

And just when Chen Shuo stunned Fang Hui with a sword, Akali behind the latter also kicked out Fang Hui's vest. The assassin mark on his head was detonated, and strange energy swept through Fang Hui's body.

Under these internal and external troubles, Fang Hui's ** suddenly couldn't bear it and exploded into flesh and blood.

Chen Shuo formed a Force barrier to block the flesh and blood in the sky, stabbed out with a sword, piercing the head of the emblem on the sword, and the Force urged him to destroy his original god. Then he swaggered back with a big sword, and his appearance was extremely hideous.

Coming to the gym, Chen Shuo threw his head to the ground, and still said lightly, "Who else is coming!"

The sound was not loud, but it resounded strangely in everyone's ears. Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Chen Shuo looked around, and he felt like he was proud of the world. But he knew that these people, in this ancient battlefield, could only be the middle and lower ranks at most. And his ultimate enemy is the genius at the pinnacle!

Chen Shuo suddenly felt a little excited, shook his head, and turned around and walked towards the hall. Everyone's eyes followed his steps, but none of them dared to speak provocatively.

It wasn't until Chen Shuo's back disappeared at the door of the hall that the crowd became noisy, and the lively atmosphere washed away all the clouds in the sky.

They know that today, another strong man is showing his edge under their witness!

Chen Shuo entered the Ten Thousand Swords Gate Gym, but suddenly felt a chill hit him, and when he opened his eyes, there was an endless open avenue in front of him.

There are countless ancient mounds beside the road, and a sword with a handle floats on the ancient mound, exuding a piercing light.

Chen Shuo stood there, only to feel the sword qi attacking from all directions. It was as if the next moment, the countless swords were about to slash at him.

Smiling slightly, Chen Shuo waved his shirt and walked forward. Let there be a flood beast in front of him, and I will break it with a sword!

Thinking about it, Chen Shuo took out the bloody sword, and the bloody sword seemed to be excited by the special environment here. Without Chen Shuo's Force infusion, the sword body instantly spread blood, and it turned blood-red in a short time.

A bloodthirsty and ferocious aura emanated from the sword, and the sword aura that filled the sky was blocked by this violent aura, and then he didn't dare to offend again.

Chen Shuo chuckled, "What's the point of bullying these yellow-rank swords here, if you have a kind, go with me to challenge the legendary fairy sword!"

The blood demon seemed to understand Chen Shuo's words, and his breath was slightly constricted, but it still permeated Chen Shuo's body, and wisps of blood qi were entangled and rolling, looking like Shura hell.

Shaking his head helplessly, Chen Shuo took the blood and strode forward, his clothes fluttering, quite chic and extraordinary.

Outside the hall, many people left because Chen Shuo had already entered the hall. But there are also many people who stay, wanting to see how far this Donghuo can go.

In the history of this Wanjianmen Daoist, the oldest is a genius from the Alliance, who walked in this Wanjianmen Daoist for eighteen days, and finally got a five-grade immortal sword.

With the power of the five-grade immortal sword, that person looked at this ancient battlefield, and finally achieved the first result in that big competition, what a majesty! What a domineering!

"You say how many days can this Donghuo last? I'll bet for twelve days!"

"Cut, nine days. I think it would be nice if he could last 10 days. Ten days is a watershed, and many sixth-turn powerhouses didn't last until ten days!"

"Why do you say that, if you stand still in there, don't you stay as long as you want?"

"Hmph, it's really naïve! I'll give you an explanation, in this Ten Thousand Swords Gate Sword Shrine, if you stand still, then the pressure in all directions will become stronger and stronger. In the end, even a piece of dark iron can squeeze you into sesame seeds!"

"Scared!

"Of course, there are only a few times in history when the fairy sword has been born. The most powerful one was the genius from the Alliance, who walked for eighteen days! The second one was fifteen days, and what I got was an eight-rank immortal sword. ”

"Then you mean that as long as you go above the fourteen heavens, you can get the fairy sword?"

"Yes, under normal circumstances. Heavens 1 to 4 are the Yellow Steps, Heavens 5 to 8 are Xuan Steps, Heavens 9 to 11 are Earth Steps, and Heavens 12 to 13 are Universe Steps. I guess this Donghuo will get the Yujie Sword!"