Chapter four hundred and eighteen swallowing sword light
But even knowing this flaw is useless. Even if No. 7 really can't use divine light, Bai Candong is still no match for him.
"As long as he can't kill me, I still have a chance. I need more sword light, more sword light, enough sword light to kill No. 7." Bai Candong continued to cut out the love silk sword light, and kept
Hidden and silent, all the sword light is scattered in the air, waiting for the moment to condense.
If it were to deal with ordinary real people, the sword light struck by Bai Candong now is enough to kill a holy real person, but No. 7 is different. Bai Candong feels that the current sword light is not enough to kill or trap No. 7.
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No. 7 is like a killing machine. Even if his body is restrained, every part of his body can be used as a weapon.
The shoulders, head, hair, and even the buttocks are all extremely lethal. If his body had not been bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, Bai Candong would have been killed countless times.
Bai Cangdong has been traumatized again and again, and even the Saint Cloth of Virgin has been torn in many places. If he continues, I am afraid that the Saint Cloth of Virgin will be directly broken into pieces.
Once the artifact is completely shattered, there is no way to repair it, and Bai Candong's cultivation level will drop by one level. Not daring to take such a big risk, Bai Candong took back the Virgin Saint Cloth that had numerous cracks and took back the True Life Seal.
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Without the starlight blessing and body protection of the Virgin Saint Clothes, Bai Candong's situation became even more difficult. The dark iron heavy sword in his hand failed to completely block No. 7's attack. His chest was hit by his shoulder, and his sternum was suddenly sunken.
It almost crushed my heart.
"Condensation!" Bai Cangdong finally couldn't hold on any longer and condensed the love silk sword light to resist No. 7's subsequent attack.
I saw divine light flashing in the air, and countless sword light fragments re-condensed. The sword light almost filled the entire cave space, isolating Bai Candong and No. 7.
No. 7's eyes did not change, and his body forcefully knocked away the sword light that was as dense as crystal, and charged towards Bai Candong domineeringly.
However, the dense sword light finally blocked No. 7, giving Bai Candong a chance to retreat. What Bai Candong was most worried about did not happen, and the rope that tied the immortals was not cut apart by the sword light.
With Qingsi's sword light blocking No. 7's movement, Bai Candong finally had a chance to breathe. He swam in the sword light to avoid No. 7's attack. Although No. 7 could break through the sword light, his movements were also hampered.
Some influences gave Bai Candong no chance to dodge like before.
The sword light was constantly destroyed by No. 7, and kept regenerating. Bai Candong fought fiercely with No. 7 in the group of sword lights, but he was still at a disadvantage. The most important thing is that Bai Candong's sword light could not hurt him at all.
No. 7, even his skin cannot be cut. No. 7's body is as indestructible as a god or a Buddha.
"What a terrible guy." Bai Candong frowned secretly. If his sword can't hurt No. 7, then in the end of the battle, once his power is excessively consumed, he will be the only one defeated in the end. No. 7 has already established his position.
invincible position.
But Bai Cangdong had already thought of all the ways he could think of. Even his strongest attack could not break No. 7's body, and he could no longer make his attack stronger.
If it can't be broken, it can't be broken. No matter how murderous the murderous intention in Bai Cangdong's heart is or how deep the anger is, it will not be of any help to his current situation.
"That's enough." No. 7 suddenly stopped and did not continue to attack Bai Candong, with an evil smile on his lips.
"What's enough?" Bai Cangdong had a very bad feeling in his heart.
No. 7 did not answer Bai Candong, but just opened his mouth, like drinking wine, and actually sucked the love silk sword light that Bai Candong shot into his belly. In the blink of an eye, he sucked in a large piece of sword light, and No. 7
Hao's body also began to glow with a faint sword-like brilliance.
Bai Cangdong was horrified. He finally understood why he had that bad feeling in his heart.
The Love Silk Sword Light was originally left by the Holy Emperor. Since the Holy Emperor had bad intentions, the sword skills he left behind naturally had ulterior motives. Now he finally knows the purpose of the Love Silk Sword Light. This No. 7 can actually absorb the Love Silk Sword Light for himself.
Originally, there was no divine light in him, but now Bai Candong has produced so many immortal and immortal sword lights. If No. 7 completely absorbs them and uses them for his own use, Bai Candong simply cannot imagine what it will be like.
Such a situation.
"Damn, the Holy Emperor is indeed a bastard, every step is calculated." Bai Cangdong was furious and wanted to disperse the sword light.
However, he was shocked to find that the sword lights in the air were completely out of his control, and they all rushed towards No. 7's mouth, making the sword light on No. 7 become stronger and stronger.
Bai Candong gritted his teeth and looked at No. 7 who was sucking the sword light wildly, trying desperately to calm down. Anger and designed resentment would not help him, but would make him lose the chance of survival.
"What should we do? Is there any other way to defeat No. 7? There must be other ways." Bai Candong stared at No. 7 who was swallowing the sword light.
The Love Silk Sword Light cannot hurt No. 7 because the Love Silk Sword Light is too scattered. But if such a huge Love Silk Sword Light is swallowed by No. 7 and condensed into a whole body, the sword light will definitely be stronger than Bai Candong's current god.
The light is much stronger.
Originally, Bai Candong was no longer a match for No. 7. If No. 7 was allowed to have such a terrifying divine light, Bai Candong could completely foresee his own end.
Even if he was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, Number Seven could kill him effortlessly.
"How can I break open No. 7's body and kill him? This is my last chance." Bai Candong stared at No. 7 with burning eyes. He would not give up defeating No. 7 until the moment he died.
The sword light all over No. 7's body flashed, and there was no need to use his mouth to suck it anymore. The pores all over his body opened, and the sword light of love surged towards No. 7's body like a whirlpool in the ocean.
"Speaking of which, I should also thank you. If it weren't for you, it would be difficult for me to regain my life. And this powerful sword light. All of these are thanks to you. After killing you, I will use this sword to
The light that travels across the world and embarks on the road of sainthood is also due to your contribution." No. 7 looked at Bai Candong with a smile: "Tell me your name, and I will name this sword light after you, so that it can be passed down.
All over the world, it can be regarded as a memorial to you."
Bai Candong ignored No. 7 and saw that most of the Love Silk Sword Light had been absorbed by No. 7. Now the divine light on No. 7 was no longer weaker than him. Once No. 7 absorbed all the Love Silk Sword Light, it would be him.
There is no doubt about his death date.
"Don't you even want to keep your last name? That doesn't matter. Death is like a lamp going out. No matter what reputation, it has no meaning for a dead person. If you can die for my path to becoming a saint, then
It is also your glory." The sword on No. 7 was shining brightly, and when he looked at Bai Candong, it was as if he was looking at a dead person.