Chapter 137: The Power of a Sword
As soon as the sword light came, a circle of strange spatial ripples suddenly appeared twenty steps away from the disciples of the Forbidden Heavenly Sword Sect.
Under the pressure of the golden sword light, a blood-colored figure appeared in the void.
Seeing this scene, except for Li Mingran, all the disciples of the Forbidden Heavenly Sword Sect were shocked.
And the blood-clothed cultivator whose Fog Concealment Technique was broken by the golden sword qi, in the face of this lightning strike like a golden dragon in front of him, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately slammed the sword in his hand to the center of his chest.
Rumble!!!
I heard a loud bang, and the next moment, the blood-clothed cultivator who was the front was actually under this blow, and a circle of blood-colored mist burst out around his body.
Before everyone could react, the whole person of the blood-clothed cultivator was like a red cannonball, and it was blasted out at an extremely fast speed.
From a distance, countless cyan green bamboos were smashed by the blood-clothed cultivators who flew out, and the sound of clattering green bamboos breaking was endless.
After a long while, the sound of green bamboo breaking stopped.
When everyone opened their eyes and looked fixedly, they saw that the blood-clothed cultivator was lying five hundred steps away.
From a distance, the Blood-Clad Cultivator lay there motionless, like a puddle of red mud on the ground.
Although in their hearts, everyone in the Forbidden Heavenly Sword Sect believed that the blood-clothed cultivator would definitely die, but the previous series of performances of the blood-clothed cultivator still made them a little uncertain.
So much so that after a long while, someone muttered in a low voice:
"That guy was covered in blood and didn't move, this time he should be dead... ”
"It should be, the power of Elder Li's blow can be called an earth-shattering shock, don't you see that under the blood-clothed cultivator's initial block, the blood vessels up and down his body were shattered by the power of that sword, and a bloody mist appeared all around his body. Now he is probably too dead to die. ”
"Yes, that blow just now is something that even ordinary Jindan stage cultivators can't resist. No matter how powerful this kid is, he only has the cultivation of the foundation building period, and he was not bombarded into powder mustard on the spot, and it is already incredible that he can leave a whole corpse. ”
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Hearing the whispers of the disciples around him, Li Mingran didn't dare to be careless, the battle just now gave him the illusion that he was a killer in the Shadow Moon Stream again, and at this time, he could only really put his mind at ease by going to the bloody cultivator to make up for it.
Thinking of this, I saw Li Mingran's legs move, and the whole person disappeared in place. A moment later, he was in front of the Blood-Cloaked Cultivator.
Just as he was about to put a sword on the blood-clothed cultivator's body, he saw a broken sword pass through the blood-clothed cultivator's body, and that location was the heart of the blood-clothed cultivator.
At this time, there were even a few broken bamboos stuck in the body of the blood-clothed cultivator, which were obviously caused by the blast of his own blow just now.
Looking at the blood-clothed cultivator in front of him who had almost turned into a bloody person and had no trace of life, Li Mingran finally let go of the last trace of vigilance in his heart.
His hand, which was about to mend his sword, also slowly fell.
With the golden sword returned to the sheath, the dazzling golden protective true qi around Li Mingran's body was also recontained in his body, and the feeling of oppression in the battle disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the blood-clothed cultivator who had turned into a corpse under his feet, Li Mingran suddenly sighed and said
"You have such cultivation at a young age, if it is a holiday, you will definitely create a reputation on the Lingyun Continent. It's a pity that there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell that you want to break into. If you hadn't insisted on going your own way, and you had to force the old man to use a deadly move, you wouldn't have ended up where you are now. Pity.. It's a shame ... ”
Li Mingran whispered in a slightly pitiful tone, turned his fingers into a sword, and bowed down to prepare to break open the corpse of the blood-clothed cultivator and take out the only antidote.
At the moment when Li Mingran's right hand had just pierced into the chest of the corpse of the blood-clothed cultivator, a sharp pain suddenly came from his ankle!
Startled, Li Mingran immediately pulled out his right hand inserted into the corpse of the blood-clothed cultivator, and at the same time, his consciousness scattered, and he began to search for the surrounding enemies.
But as his fingers were withdrawn, a stream of black blood spurted out of the corpse of the blood-clad cultivator at an extremely fast speed, splashing above his eyes.
For a moment, Li Mingran only felt as if his eyes were on fire.
The sudden pain made Li Mingran can't help but let out a miserable scream.
But Li Mingran was worthy of being a monk with rich combat experience, and almost at the same time as his eyes were injured, the protective true qi around his body had already spread out.
In an instant, a colossal sword qi shot indiscriminately in all directions with Li Mingran as the center!
In the face of the rain of deadly swords that scattered out in all directions, the blood-clothed cultivator who was supposed to be a corpse disappeared in place with a whoosh before the sword rain came!!