To be honest, the gentleman is a little panicked now!
He was not sure whether this black columnar torrent had any special damage to the soul.
but!
There is a high probability of this -
Just listening to the wailing of countless souls in the steel puppet made me panic, and I didn't want to be one of them.
This way of death is too hopeless.
So... I was shot even while I was lying down?
How many times has this happened? Why are you pointing at me alone?
A gentleman starts to doubt his life a little, so is it okay to just be a soy sauce?
Fortunately!
The master of the real sword is not strong enough to use his body to touch the high temperature and lethality of the giant cannon!
Although anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance, there is a huge gap in strength between the real sword master and the steel magic pattern puppet. In terms of tonnage, size, defense, damage, and viciousness... the real sword master said that he was blocking the car with a mantis arm.
Pretty much the same.
Just like the steel puppet can withstand the sword energy of the real sword master countless times, but the real sword master only needs to be hit by the steel puppet and he will be turned into a piece of meat.
but!
Under the crushing force of despair!
Master Zhendao has a Buddhist heart that is extremely firm, and his dazzling Buddha eyes can see through life and death with a clarity and calmness.
So, he... brazenly carried out the method of death he chose!
——Fight to death!
Without saying a word, the somewhat withered left arm grabbed Zhang Youde's pulpy body behind him and pulled him into his arms. His clothes were stained with blood. Feeling the sticky touch on his arm, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with thick blood.
Deep sadness and helplessness.
Fortune plays tricks on people!
A good Buddhist disciple still has a great path to Buddhahood, but it is a pity that he has a bad fate!
It hurts! I feel sad!
The only thing that can be done now is to let him rest in peace, return his soul to the west, and reincarnate again.
At least!
The corpse can no longer be insulted, this is the final bottom line.
Therefore, the true sword master held a human figure in one hand and a sword in the other. His somewhat old and even shriveled body once again burst out with the sharpness of the angry King Ming.
Iron as a knife, indomitable!
Even if you have no energy left, you still need to fulfill your commitment!
This is the meaning of a swordsman!
"tread---"
As soon as the legs of the real sword touch the ground, the pile skills that have been honed since the beginning of cultivation bring not only the immovable stability of the lower body, but also the powerful explosive power during movement.
Therefore, if you don't move, you will be fine. If you move, you will be like a rabbit!
With the killing and containment brought by the previous Buddha Fire sword, and the slow and cumbersome slashes of the steel puppet itself, this little gap time is enough for the real sword master to dodge.
Instantly!
The force generated under his feet, fascia, pores, texture, muscles... were compressed to the extreme like springs in an instant.
Suddenly!
A powerful explosion occurred here. With a "bang" sound, cracks opened in the ground instantly. The powerful reverse thrust caused the real sword to quickly rush out of the pit and leap to the surface.
After arriving on the surface, a golden bead magic weapon at Zhen Dao's feet suddenly expanded, emitting a long Buddha light, and carried him quickly into the sky.
The body is like a golden light!
While tossing and turning in the air, some were embarrassed to dodge the torrent of artillery fire and the double attack of the steel spine.
In the gap, he was almost exposed to the high temperature of the artillery fire, and struggled to escape despite the loss of body moisture and horrific large-area burns.
boom--
During the collision! The dull heavy blow of the steel spine shook the square, dust and sand flew up, and part of the square was once again divided into two parts. The ground sunk inwards like a sponge, creating deep ravines.
at the same time!
The dazzling black torrent of artillery fire also dissolved the ground of the square once again, creating a scorching hole that penetrated dozens of meters deep.
The terrifying heat turned the whole square like a red-hot iron plate, constantly evaporating the water on the ground.
White smoke is rising...
Instant time!
It was a real escape, but the entire square was shattered into pieces.
And the original position of the real sword has been completely obliterated, just like a piece of cake being chopped by a knife. The tragic scars made the real sword take a deep breath.
but!
Immediately, he carried the golden bead magic weapon to the puppet's back and ankle area.
He held the Xuhuo Jiedao with trembling hands, and the Buddhist knife with cracks on the back of his head shimmered with light, diffusing the sword's intention. At the same time, he slashed the gap between the puppet's ankles with one stroke.
Zheng!
This time there is no shining sword energy, no abundant Buddhist power, or even power, only simple slashing that has been going on for decades and hundreds of years.
Ordinary collisions of matter!
but!
The true sword master's unyielding and pure belief in the way of swordsmanship and his judgment of the weaknesses of all things are enough to cut through iron with one sword.
Therefore, he can be called a Buddhist master!
clang------
In an instant, Qingyin's chops were melodious, and the burning Xuhuo Jiedao cut a deep knife mark along the gap between the puppets with great force. The wound was still "sizzling" with green smoke. This was the purification of the Buddha's power.
Demonic energy.
Next!
When the real sword was about to attack again, he saw the head of the steel demon pattern puppet rotating 180 degrees like a millstone. The cold barrel looked at him and spit out a torrent of malice.
"Woo-"
A sharp and twisted wail lingered in my ears.
at the same time!
The steel spine in the puppet's hand suddenly rounded, and the strong wind howled, plowing the ground and sweeping towards the real sword master. The saw teeth that kept opening and closing were like the saw blades of an electric saw, and cutting the ground was as easy as sawing wood.
random.
Coming all the way, there is a long and narrow crack behind you.
Seeing this, the real sword was about to fly again, but suddenly, in the gaps between the various mechanisms on the steel puppet's body, countless vicious products like black oil centipedes appeared in the "swirling" wriggling motion,
It's like there are a lot of centipede nests in the mecha.
It’s a bit overwhelming!
This design suddenly became very anti-human. How could humans raise bugs in mechas?
Gentlemen would almost vomit after seeing this. This is comparable to the monster with deformed internal organs in the sky.
Just as disgusting.
Gentlemen now have reason to believe that there must be something wrong with the aesthetics of the people in this demonic realm.
It's too curious, and it doesn't take into account what people's stomachs can tolerate.
I’m really fed up with this visual pollution…
Then, the real sword saw endless black oil centipedes crawling out of the puppet, opening their fangs ferociously, moving their legs, and suddenly pounced on the real sword master who was close at hand, just like a rain of insects waterfall.
It was a nightmare scene that made my scalp numb.
The master of the real sword, whose heart was as sharp as a sword, was stunned when he saw it!
Zhizhizhi——
Facing the black oil centipedes crawling out one after another from the gaps in the puppet, the real sword did not dare to hesitate, and directly cut off the centipedes with two backhand swords, and then rushed forward.
Then... he controlled the golden bead magic weapon and immediately moved away from the steel puppet. His intuition told him that these centipedes were poisonous, and being bitten would be very bad.
The movement of the master of the real sword was like stabbing a centipede's nest. Countless palm-sized black oil centipedes became more and more violent. They didn't care about the height and distance. They pounced directly in the direction of the real sword, emitting sharp bullets like bullets.
neighing.
Visible to the naked eye!
The swarm of centipedes like a tide rose and fell behind Zhen Dao, and centipedes kept rushing towards it, and then fell to the ground with a "pah, pah, pah" and continued to rush towards Zhen Dao.
Suddenly!
Now the real sword can't even get close to the puppet. It can only hide its head and run away, dodging attacks in a very embarrassed manner. If you are not careful, it will become a piece of meat or be eaten by a centipede.
"Amitabha----"
?
But even though Zhen Dao and Gentleman are now in such miserable condition, this makes the top-ranked King of Tears and Make-Up feel even more interesting.
My hands are itching unbearably!
Dozens of malicious teardrops rose up. Each one was large in quantity and of high quality. Then the endless malicious teardrops were thrown out by the Lord of Tears.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under Laizhuang's seemingly weak and sad appearance, what is hidden is the terrifying power of a peerless evil. Just a simple movement of her arms is like bombs exploding.
The crackling sound of the air is endless.
moment!
Under the throw of tear makeup, these ten malicious teardrops disappeared in front of the eyes. The speed trajectory could no longer be observed with the naked eye, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before.
This time!
Even the Supreme Being only had a cold look in his eyes, feeling as if a doomsday-like malice was coming over him. He was so shocked that he had no time to alert the gentleman.
Then...the gentleman fell into the trap.
It was so sudden that the real sword master didn't even know what happened, and even the gentleman himself was confused.
"Holy shit?"
"Bullying honest people?"
this moment!
Justice and warmth completely disappeared from the consciousness of the gentleman, replaced by endless darkness and malice. Even thinking was full of pain, violence, anger and blood... The tragedy of endless creatures flashed before the eyes of the gentleman, without any trace.
The exhausting negative emotions turned into countless nightmares that tortured me.
The outlines of countless monsters are frantically burrowing into his body, supporting him toward the deepest depths of the sea.
sink!
sink again!
Huhhhhhhh——
The gentleman can hardly breathe. His mind is filled with thoughts of revenge and destruction of the world.
Reason is gradually disappearing, and a monster seems to be breaking out of his body. A gentleman's instinct is to suppress endless violent emotions and control himself.
but!
How ridiculous is one's own resistance compared to the endless and endless tyrannical malice?
He may now be polluted to the depths of his soul, and he can't even feel that he is still alive.
but!
This feeling of despair and depravity goes away as quickly as it comes.
Almost at the same time, the Supreme Being in the distance poured the endless malice of the ten worlds into his soul.
but!
The amount was so great that even the Supreme Being had some pessimistic predictions that his soul might not be able to bear such a terrifying ocean of malice and would collapse on its own.
Things are getting worse!
Just as he had predicted before, the Immortal Polluter was definitely a pervert and had no humanity whatsoever.