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Chapter 972 Space Artistic Conception

Sixteen blood-red war swords, wrapped in infinite sword energy, blasted towards the Emperor God.

At this moment, a strange blush appeared on Emperor God's face, and he felt that the blood in his body was boiling.

"That is the artistic conception of blood. Blood Sword One actually merges the artistic conception of blood and the artistic conception of sword into one!"

Someone exclaimed.

Lu Ming's eyes condensed, Xue Jianyi was indeed the second-ranked genius on the Thousand Talents List. He was extremely powerful. He not only comprehended two powerful artistic conceptions, but also fused them together.

Moreover, Lu Ming could see that Blood Sword One's blood artistic conception and sword artistic conception had both reached the fourth level. How terrifying is the fusion of two fourth-level artistic conceptions?

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The fusion of the two artistic conceptions inspired thousands of sword energies, completely covering the Emperor God and blocking all his escape routes.

Golden sword energy rushed out from the Emperor God's body, and he kept slashing out. With each sword strike, infinite sword energy would be destroyed, but more bloody sword energy would be replenished.

For a moment, Emperor Shen was actually at a disadvantage.

"No way, the Emperor God is actually at a disadvantage. The Emperor God will not be defeated, right?"

"Both of the Blood Sword's artistic conceptions have reached the fourth level, and the fusion has been successful. They are indeed powerful, but the Emperor God should have more than this!"

All around, people were talking a lot.

At this time, the Emperor God frowned slightly, and he actually gave up blocking and allowed the sword energy to pierce his body.

Many people's hearts were raised, wondering what the Emperor God meant?

Phew!

The sword light penetrated through, and the Emperor God's figure collapsed, becoming nothing more than a shadow. Then everyone saw that the Emperor God's body had appeared dozens of meters away.

As soon as his figure appeared, there were swords piercing him from all around, but when he took a step forward like taking a leisurely stroll, his figure disappeared immediately, and the next moment, he appeared again dozens of meters away.

Just like this, his figure kept flickering, and the endless sword energy from all directions could not do anything to him.

"Shunpo, this is the legendary Shunpo!"

Someone shouted in shock.

"What? Shunpo? According to legend, it is necessary to understand the artistic conception of space in order to perform Shunpo. How is it possible? Did the Emperor God understand the artistic conception of space?"

“Oh my God, it’s definitely a space artistic conception!”

There were exclamations one after another, and the people who spoke out were all older people.

“It’s actually a spatial artistic conception!”

Bai Shijing, Yan Kuangtu and others also took a breath of cold air.

Lu Ming's pupils also shrank sharply.

There are thousands of artistic conceptions in the world, and of course there are high and low artistic conceptions. Two of the most famous artistic conceptions are the artistic conception of time and space.

Time and space.

There are thousands of artistic conceptions, time and space are king!

The artistic conception of time and the artistic conception of space are the kings of thousands of artistic conceptions, which shows how terrifying they are.

And the Emperor God actually understood the artistic conception of space.

"I really didn't expect that the Emperor God actually understood the artistic conception of space, and successfully integrated it with the artistic conception of the sword. He is indeed the unparalleled person who ranks first on the Thousand Talents List. However, judging from his spatial artistic conception, it should only be at the third level of perfection.

It has not broken through level four, otherwise it would be really invincible!"

Bai Shijin said with serious eyes.

The Emperor God used spatial artistic conception to make the Blood Sword look extremely solemn. He waved his sword fingers continuously and launched a violent storm-like attack. However, the Emperor God's body flashed and the surrounding sword energy could not do anything to him.

call out!

Suddenly, the Emperor God slashed out a sword out of thin air.

This sword was just slashed at random into the air, and it didn't seem to be aimed at Xue Jian Yi, but Xue Jian Yi's expression suddenly changed and his figure retreated sharply.

call out!

Just as the blood sword retreated, a sword light struck the place where he had just stood.

The Emperor God's attack can pass through the void and launch a terrifying attack on Blood Sword One.

Weird and terrifying, if this emperor god becomes a killer, he will be the most terrifying killer in the world.

Phew! Phew!...

The Emperor God's war sword kept slashing out of thin air, and then, sword light appeared out of thin air around Xuejian Yi, slashing at him.

Xue Jianyi retreated sharply and kept retreating.

The Emperor God used Shunpo and chased the Blood Sword at top speed, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

"It seems that the Emperor God's attack has a distance limit!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved and he saw the trick.

The Emperor God's spatial conception should have distance restrictions. If they are too far apart, his sword energy cannot pass through the space to attack others. This is normal. If there are no restrictions, he can take people hundreds of millions of miles away.

Head level, this cannot be described as terrifying.

However, as the Emperor God's cultivation and spatial conception improve, this distance will become longer and longer, and the further back, the more terrifying it will be.

Time and space are king, it is not just a matter of words.

As the distance between the two people narrowed, Xue Jian was passive at first, at a disadvantage, and could be defeated at any time.

Buzz!

At this time, the blood sword's spine glowed, and a blood-red battle sword floated above its head. This battle sword had seven golden chakras all over its body.

This is the bloodline of Blood Sword One, a god-level seventh-level bloodline!

The blood sword merged with the blood and turned into a huge blood-red sword. The sword energy soared into the sky and slashed out. The space vibrated. The emperor's sword energy that attacked him shattered.

Whoosh!

The bloody war sword slashed towards the Emperor God.

"Defeat! Tiangang Emperor Sword!"

The Emperor God strode forward, uttered a word coldly, pointed his sword forward, and slashed down with all his strength.

Wow!

At this moment, the space above the head of the Blood Sword seemed to suddenly shatter, and the endless sword energy, with the intention of cutting the space, slashed down towards the Blood Sword.

"That is a low-grade god-level martial skill, and it is also a low-grade god-level bloodline martial skill!"

A supreme figure shouted, shocked.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and their pupils widened sharply.

God-level martial arts, low-grade god-level bloodline martial arts, the Emperor God actually comprehended such terrifying martial arts from his bloodline, he is not yet in the Spiritual God realm.

Even among the terrifying and powerful people in the spiritual realm, there are still many who have not yet comprehended god-level martial arts.

Keng! Keng! Keng!...

Countless rays of terrifying sword energy fell on Xuejianyi's sword. The blood-red sword shook violently, but after just a dozen breaths, the huge sword seemed unable to withstand it.

God-level martial arts, so powerful!

"break!"

There was a roar from the blood sword, and the blood sword aura soared into the sky. The blood sword spun very quickly, like a drill, rushing out of the range covered by the sword aura, and then with a flash of blood, it transformed into the blood sword one again.

At this moment, Xue Jianyi looked a little embarrassed, his breath was weak, his face was pale, and there was a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"I lost!"

Xue Jian let out a long sigh and surrendered to the Emperor God.

As Xue Jian Yi surrendered, the aura on Emperor God's body also converged. At the same time, the Dragon of Luck on Emperor God's head swallowed 90% of the Dragon of Luck on Xue Jian Yi's head.

Many people around him also sighed.

It's not that Blood Sword One is not strong enough, it's that Emperor God is too strong.

However, after this battle, everyone finally saw part of the Emperor God's strength.

The cultivation level of the eighth level spiritual fetus is at the peak, he can master the artistic conception of space and the artistic conception of sword, and he also understands low-grade god-level bloodline martial arts. Such strength is really amazing.

Bai Shijin, Du Songjue, Yan Kuangtu, Bai Chixue, Fatty and others all had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

The Emperor God is too powerful, can Lu Ming fight with him?


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