Chapter 100: Heaven and Earth Spirit Primitive Demon Sword
Wow!
I saw that the tornado suddenly shattered and opened up at this moment, turning into a majestic yellow rain and pouring down. The countless golden light also dispersed at this moment, like an extremely sharp blade, eroding every hole.
And passed.
The majestic yellow rain suddenly fell to the ground, and the yellow liquid immediately corroded deep pits on the ground.
Poison Kung Fu!
As the great elder of the Five Poison Sect, Tian Cansou's poison skills are naturally top-notch.
And those extremely sharp sword lights were also terrifyingly sharp, flashing with a chilling edge as they continued to sweep towards Tian Cansou.
Just when An Jing was about to continue his offensive, a loud shout suddenly appeared next to him, and he couldn't help but look over.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I saw Liu Qingshan stepping on the air, and the air in the air was suddenly pressed by a powerful force, making a frightening and terrifying sound of explosion.
boom!
I saw that Liu Qingshan immediately moved the arm in his hand, and the majestic internal force was poured into it continuously.
Qingshan big palm print! Broken river!
I saw Liu Qingshan's arm slapping forward, a palm print between heaven and earth, crushing down with domineering power from under the faint night sky.
All of a sudden, there was a buzzing sound ahead.
A cold light suddenly appeared in An Jing's eyes, he took a deep breath, and the black and white sword light surged.
The sword light soaring into the sky fell like a meteor, and met the palm mark mercilessly. A loud sound echoed around the Pilu Hall, and it felt as if the eardrums had been shattered.
The huge palm print was torn into pieces, then turned into energy and spread out to both sides.
Everyone watched An Jing draw his sword and clash with each other. They were shocked by this level of attack.
"This swordsman's strength has greatly increased after he acquired the incomplete Evil Suppressing Sword!"
Tian Cansou had regained his composure and was breathing heavily.
An Jing also stepped back, his arm trembling slightly, and a trace of blood flowed down his left arm.
"Everyone, we can't give this swordsman a chance to breathe anymore. If he really escapes, I don't think you all want to see it."
Ling Yuhua also frowned, stretched out his fingers, and several silver-white flying needles appeared.
"Chichi! Chichi!"
Under the moonlight, several flying needles came quickly.
An Jing felt a chill arise spontaneously, and subconsciously raised the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.
"Ding ding ding!"
Several flying needles hit the blade of the Suppressing Evil Sword, then made a series of crisp sounds and fell to the ground.
Gu Renwo shouted coldly, and saw that the internal force in the body gathered on the blade, turning into countless black undercurrents that stretched and contracted.
These undercurrents are like giant black pythons, faintly emitting a terrifying sense of devouring, as if even the moonlight scattered on their bodies will be swallowed and absorbed.
The black python breaks the sun!
Countless black undercurrents shaped like black pythons were seen bursting out from the blade, rushing towards Anjing like a ghost at a speed like a ghost.
An Jing watched the black giant pythons rushing towards him, his eyes gradually filled with a cold wave.
The evil-suppressing sword in his hand turned and faced him at an extremely delicate angle.
Guigu horizontal swordsmanship! Qiankun style on the wrist!
"If you want to defeat me with this move, your Guigu swordsmanship must be cultivated to at least the ninth level." Gu Renwo smiled coldly, the sword energy overflowed, and the strength was 100%.
"Yeah?"
At the next moment, An Jing placed the spirit essence of heaven and earth in his chest, and then pulled out the ordinary long sword from his waist with his left hand.
Gui Gu's vertical swordsmanship! Reverse sword holding element style!
An arc spits out from the sword blade, forming a sword light that travels against the current, and surges away.
Gu Renwo frowned suddenly, and then my heart trembled. Not only did this person practice the Guigu Zongheng Sword Technique to the eighth level, he could even use the left and right bows at the same time!?
Above the night sky, the sword light fell rapidly and rushed towards the black giant python in front. The moment the two collided, the surrounding air waves swept away wildly.
"Bang bang bang!"
Everyone's eyes reflected the turbulent energy, and they quickly retreated back to avoid being affected and to preserve some internal strength.
Gu Renwo felt as if his body had been hit by a heavy hammer, his face was paler than a piece of paper, and he floated away.
Compared to Gu Renwo, An Jing's feeling was also uncomfortable. He could clearly feel the burning pain in his chest. With such a powerful attack, if it weren't for the Suppressing Evil Sword, he really wouldn't be able to suppress this demon.
Teach the masters.
At this moment, a violent wave of air surged over again, coming from the flank like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
An Jing suppressed the shock in his heart and gathered his inner strength again. The Suppressing Evil Sword suddenly shot out a ray of cold light in his hand.
boom!
In the night sky, a leg shadow and sword light collided with each other, making a muffled sound.
"Boom!"
An Jing stomped the sole of his foot, releasing all the aftershocks to the ground, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly fell into pieces.
"Who the hell are you!?"
Tian Cansou retreated slightly, looking at An Jing in front of him with a solemn look on his face.
Many masters fought fiercely against An Jing, but he could still hold on for so long. Who among the people present could not be moved?
Although he relies on the power of the Suppressing Evil Sword, who is he and why can he defeat this Suppressing Evil Sword?
Not only Tian Cansou, but also all the experts present frowned and looked at An Jing.
"It doesn't matter who I am." An Jing sneered, and after adjusting his breath slightly, his body flashed.
"Don't let this swordsman go."
Xi Jikui also shouted coldly.
After saying this, the dragon and phoenix rings in his hand shook, and two bursts of energy shot out, pointing directly at An Jing's neck and waist.
"Clang!" "Clang!"
As soon as An Jing moved the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, he suddenly felt a violent surge of energy, and his body shook violently.
This Xi Jikui is a master in the smallpox realm and has deep internal strength.
Zhang Shuang and Gan Yue naturally felt hot in their hearts when they saw Di Ling Yuan that day, and they would not let An Jing leave easily.
In an instant, many masters took action one after another, directly slicing An Jing's sword energy away, all trying to kill him.
Even though Anjing relied on the power of the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hands, he felt great pressure after seven or eight rounds. If he made a wrong move, he might die at any time.
"There are too many masters."
An Jing also secretly said that it was not good. Even if he relied on the sharpness of the evil-suppressing sword, it would be too difficult to take away the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with so many masters.
If the experts present try their best to block him, the possibility of him breaking out is extremely low.
At this time, An Jing suddenly felt that the Suppressing Evil Sword seemed to be moving strangely, as if it was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his arms. At the same time, the Suppressing Evil Sword seemed to be making strange whistling sounds.