The speed at which Ji Chengsong's body was repaired was far from keeping up with the speed at which his body was destroyed, and when he rushed out of the sword rain with all his strength, it was already the end of the crossbow.

Even so, he gritted his teeth and swung the sword.

The mangled arm barely gripped the hilt of the sword, stabbing the sword maniac's throat from the bottom up.

"Dying throes. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in the sword maniac's eyes, and he raised his sword and easily defused Ji Chengsong's attack.

It was not easy for him to possess Zhang Songwen, expecting that this battle would allow him to have a good time, but unexpectedly, Ji Chengsong's fighting style was like a reckless man, and he could obviously use the giant sword to block the sword qi to fight a war of attrition, but he didn't care about it, and rushed straight over.

Previously, when the sword maniac saw Ji Chengsong tricking Zhang Songwen to expand the light mask and let him in, he thought that this was a scheming opponent, but now it seems that it was just a move that he had in a flash of inspiration.

Ji Chengsong was lured by the sword maniac long sword, lost his balance, and fell to the ground, and then he actually laughed while coughing up blood.

"What's so funny, you're not crazy. Sword Maniac frowned.

"I'm laughing because you're losing. ”

Ji Chengsong said, staggered to his feet, and raised the giant sword again, but his sword did not stab at the sword maniac again, but the sword blade reversed and stabbed deeply into his chest, piercing himself in half.

In the next second, an extremely tyrannical spiritual power suddenly erupted from Ji Chengsong's body, and this spiritual power was so strong that it directly set off a storm in the ring.

When the storm dissipated, Ji Chengsong had already changed his appearance.

It doesn't look like a human.

The black lines that originally covered his body turned into large black patches, and the skin of his whole body seemed to have been corroded by something, and there were pitholes everywhere, and the fingertips were connected, so that the fingers could not be separated, and the ten phalanges broke through the flesh and poked out, and the tips were connected to form two bone blades.

The giant sword that pierced through his body turned into two carapaces, protecting his chest and back of his heart respectively.

"It's ...... Enchanted?"

The sword maniac's eyes froze, and his face became cautious.

Thousands of years ago, he also broke through the ruins left by others in search of opportunities, and also found a book of exercises in it.

At that time, the sword maniac took a cursory look at it twice, and found that it was a demon path classic, so he burned it with fire, but the general outline on the secret book, even after this thousand years, was still imprinted in his mind very clearly.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency by losing more than it loses, so the void is better than the real, and the lack is better than the surplus.

The way of the devil is to be born and extinguished endlessly, so to be born and destroyed, and to be exhausted.

The devil does it with the way of heaven, and it is insufficient, and the way of heaven with the devil is infinite. The way of heaven is always balanced, and the way of the devil is always changing, so it is insufficient, and even infinite. The Tao is one, and the heavenly demons are born.

At this time, the changes in Ji Chengsong were somewhat similar to the situation recorded in that magic book, at the cost of the overdraft of vitality, he improved his cultivation several times, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed the bottleneck of the late stage of the Yudan, and his cultivation reached the peak.

Although the sword maniac does not boast of being a person in the righteous path, he is not ashamed of the demonic behavior, he saw Ji Chengsong fall into the devil, and he was ruthless when he made a move.

A sword stabbed out, and a little cold light turned into thousands of sword lights, enveloping all the vital parts of Ji Cheng Song Zhou's body, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false sword light, and it was impossible to avoid it.

This sword is exactly the subtle move in the sword madness sword style.

It's a pity that after Ji Chengsong turned into a demon, the toughness of his body increased greatly, and in the face of such a clever move of the sword maniac, he didn't dodge, and let the sword light stab a series of blood holes on his body. I saw his right arm probing, and the bone blade pierced the heart of the sword maniac, which was a rogue style of fighting for his life.

The sword maniac's sword move was taken over in such a way, he felt like he was comparing with a blind man, a deaf man against the qin, and he was depressed and only hated Zhang Songwen for not being able to cultivate enough, unable to exert the original power of the sword move, and crushed Ji Chengsong into pieces of meat.

The sword madness was angry, and when he saw the bone blade stabbing at him, he didn't want to retreat half a minute, and he wanted to use the sword to shave Ji Chengsong's arm into white bones, but when the blade of the Wufu Sword slashed Ji Chengsong's arm, it was bounced away.

The hardness of Ji Chengsong's body is actually getting stronger!

The sword maniac secretly screamed that it was not good, but at this time, he wanted to retreat again, and it was half a minute too late.

The bone blade sliced under his ribs, cutting an inch-deep wound, blood gushing out, and in the blink of an eye, it soaked through the red robe.

"How dare you hurt me!"

The sword maniac was angry and ashamed, although this was not his own body, but he was carelessly injured by this, and he lost face somewhat.

With the sharpness of the Wufu Sword alone, he could no longer cause serious injuries to the demonized Ji Chengsong, but he had other means.

The sword tossed and turned, widening the distance, and then stood still, erected the long sword, and continued to inject spiritual power into the sword.

The sword body of the Innocence Sword was gradually covered with a layer of green mang.

The sword mang, a move that can only be used by cultivators who have comprehended the sword intent.

According to the different attributes of the spiritual power in the sword infused by the cultivator, the color of the sword spawned is also different.

Zhang Songwen's own spiritual power is a wood attribute, so the color of the sword on the Wufu Sword is cyan.

Maintaining the sword mang's light consumes extremely spiritual power, and even with the original cultivation realm of the sword maniac, it can't last long.

The sword was wildly calculated, and with Zhang Songwen's remaining spiritual power at this time, it was only enough for him to swing a sword.

One sword, enough!

"Knock, knock, knock, knock—"

Ji Cheng Song Dynasty's sword rushed wildly, like a bloodthirsty beast.

The sword maniac took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and the green mangs on the sword were uncertain.

When Ji Chengsong ran in front of him, the sword suddenly soared by three feet, and the sword maniac made a mistake and passed by him.

Then, a cyan light lit up from Ji Chengsong's body, neatly dividing him into two halves from head to toe.

After the blow, the spiritual power in Zhang Songwen's body was almost completely drained, and the possession state of the sword madness could no longer be maintained.

With a "dang long", the sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Zhang Songwen maintained a kneeling posture on one knee, he was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger, but there was a strange look in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Although he fought with Ji Chengsong as a sword maniac, as a possessed person, he could be regarded as having personally experienced this battle, which gave him a lot of insights, especially in terms of understanding the sword intent, which deepened a lot.

Zhang Songwen was rejoicing in his gains, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that after the death of a cultivator, the spiritual power in his body should disappear, but the spiritual power fluctuations that came out of Ji Chengsong's body not only did not dissipate, but became stronger and stronger!

Zhang Songwen reluctantly raised his head and looked at the two "corpses" on the ground.

I saw that these two pieces of stump were pulled by blood, and they slowly closed towards the middle position!

Ji Chengsong, not dead yet!