Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Death Battle

In the sea of fire, the blood-red long sword flew upside down and returned to Shen Shenmiao's hand.

The scorching waves of air rushed madly towards all directions, and the people who saluted on the high platform were all blown red-faced, thinking to themselves what kind of trick this was.

"Body and sword in one! Unexpectedly, Shen Shenmiao had already been able to summon the fire spirit of the Red Flame Sword. ”

Among the four halls and seven peaks, Gu Ming, the hall master of the Duzhen Hall with the highest status, saw this scene and exclaimed: "The family is full of heritage, but I didn't expect that after using this kind of taboo, Shen Shenmiao's talent will go further. ”

Originally, after this kind of infusion technique similar to the Demon Dao was cast, the inheritor could only get one-twelfth of the ability of the infusion.

But now it seems that Shen Yizhai must have used some other methods to make his son inherit everything perfectly, and even his natural physique has changed greatly.

This kind of integration of body and sword, merging with the sword spirit, and obtaining a more powerful power increase, can only be achieved with an extremely strong understanding of the way of the sword.

At the very least, in the realm of cultivation to reach the realm of enlightenment, it is only after practicing kendo for a hundred years that there is this kind of understanding.

Shen Shenmiao is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but the talent he shows at this moment is far beyond his peers.

After this sword, Shen Shenmiao stood indifferently in the field.

In his opinion, Su Qingming had no ability to take this sword at all, even if he didn't die, he wouldn't have the ability to resist.

Just a few breaths later, Shen Shenmiao noticed something strange around him.

All of them stared behind them with wide eyes.

Shen Shenmiao turned around suddenly.

Bang!

An extremely deep sword aura erupted from the sea of fire, and then swept across the entire high platform.

The flames scattered in all directions, and in the sparkling firelight, a figure appeared.

Su Qingming stood in front, with some slight damages on his green clothes, and there were several deep sword marks on his right shoulder and waist.

Looking at the figure that appeared at some point, Shen Shenmiao's face was full of horror.

There was no angry figure, a voice white as snow, and his eyes were cold and ruthless, as if everything in the world was like a stone in his eyes.

"Sword Spirit!" Countless people exclaimed.

"It's him!" Gu Ming's pupils shrank, and he said with a solemn expression.

"Who is he? Primordial Sword Spirit? How could it be like this? Several elders standing behind him asked in surprise.

On the high platform of the Shen family, Shen Yizhai suddenly got up and said incredulously: "Sword Sect outcast!" Didn't you last time you were picked up by a gourd on Sword Shrine Mountain, why did you still appear here. ”

After the initial panic, Shen Shenmiao regained his composure and said indifferently: "A dead thing without spiritual intelligence, with your mana in the Ning Yuan Realm, you can't produce a few swords at all. ”

"A sword is enough." Su Qingming said lightly.

The words fell.

That sword spirit turned into a black qi out of thin air, and then instantly drifted to Su Qingming's body, just like a person.

A small whirlpool suddenly appeared, and countless heaven and earth spiritual qi slowly poured into it.

As more and more aura poured in, the black qi became lighter and lighter, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Everyone looked at this scene and frowned in confusion.

Shen Shenmiao's pupils shrank, and his face was full of disbelief.

"It's also a sword spirit possession!"

An elder exclaimed.

In the sky, the figure of that sword spirit completely dispersed, and Su Qingming's aura began to rise suddenly.

The first floor, the second floor, the sixth floor of the Ning Yuan Realm...

In the end, it came to an abrupt end at the peak of the Dust Realm.

"Nine breath time."

An indifferent voice sounded in Su Qingming's heart.

The sword spirit possessed his body, allowing him to have the combat power of the peak of the dust realm in the time of nine breaths.

Su Qingming exhaled deeply, feeling an unprecedented strength.

The feeling of being invincible in the world as in his previous life has returned, and it seems that the whole world is under his control.

"Even if it's the pinnacle of the Dust Realm!"

Shen Shenmiao squinted his eyes and said disdainfully: "Even if you forcibly improve the realm with the secret method, you can hold on for a few breaths, and you are only at the peak of the dust realm." ”

"Nine breaths."

Su Qingming said lightly: "Nine breaths of time, it's enough." ”

A majestic black aura instantly enveloped the Taichu Sword, and even his entire body.

"I said, if I can abolish you once, I can abolish you once, I want to see where your father is looking for a Cave True Realm monk to give you infusion."

Su Qingming strode forward and said indifferently: "Your father is gone, soon, you will be with your father." ”

Rumble!

Su Qingming swung out a sword.

His right arm seemed to turn into a black python and pounced straight ahead.

One breath...

Shen Shenmiao used the mana of his whole body to split out a sword, and the blood-colored sword light collided with the black giant python in mid-air, and then shattered.

Before he could come back to his senses, the second black python followed, slamming into Shen Shenmiao's body, making a dull voice.

Two breaths...

Su Qingming's sword was endless.

Everyone looked at this scene as if they were stunned, even Gu Ming, the hall master of the Duzhen Palace, did not recognize what kind of swordsmanship the young man was using.

You must know that as one of the most powerful sword cultivators in the world, Gu Ming's horizons are only broad, and few people can compare to him.

Even a great sword immortal like him, who was about to break through life and death with half a foot, couldn't recognize the swordsmanship used by the young man.

Even if they guessed at a very early stage, Su Qingming would definitely be a little different if he could do so many incredible deeds along the way.

But no one could have imagined.

This young man is actually so strong that many people even think of the Shen family demon who is in charge of the cave heaven.

The same against the sky.

Gu Ming couldn't help but praise and said: "Although I don't know where he learned his sword moves, but just look at Su Qingming's sword, attaching the sword qi to the sword, not pursuing an instantaneous explosion, but maintaining a certain degree of strength and stable attack, this understanding of the way of the sword is somewhat beyond the perfection of ordinary people, I didn't expect that his sword path cultivation has been so superb." ”

Shen Yizhai looked at the scene with a dead face.

Bang!

The black python hit Shen Shenmiao's abdomen after the sixth impact, and the latter spat out a mouthful of blood on its back and flew upside down.

Su Qingming walked over leisurely, and the Taichu Sword was like an abyssal python.

Shen Shenmiao covered his chest and stared at Su Qingming.

"Demon Dao Infusion, although you can forcibly improve the realm, but your foundation is too poor, just like a castle in the air."

Su Qing said indifferently: "You don't have a chance!" ”

With every word Su Qingming said, Shen Shenmiao's face became more and more gloomy.

Immediately after, he slammed into the ground, and his figure jumped into the air, like a god descending to earth.

He raised the long sword in his hand high, and in a moment, a breath of aura from the peak of the dust realm emanated from the sword body, permeating the entire high platform.

Seven breaths...

The clouds in the sky changed color, as if the moment had stopped.

"Even you, you are worthy to say such big things!"

Shen Shenmiao's eyes were red, his face was hideous, and he looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "I'm going to kill you!" ”

"Sword, extinguish!"

As Shen Shen's words spread out in the sky, the sword body was filled with a violent source of fire, surging and scorching, and a breath of silence rushed towards Su Qingming.