[Chapter 1061 Flying from the sky, the sword is like a dragon! 】
[Chapter 1,061 Flying from the sky, a divine sword is like a dragon!]
Flying from the sky, the divine sword is like a dragon!
Feng Ziyue was shocked, and couldn't help but look up. He saw red flames flying in the clouds, and a human figure was vaguely visible, but he couldn't see it clearly.
A sword!
With just one sword strike, the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor, which left both Ye Wang Chong and Feng Ziyue helpless, was cut into two pieces by this sword strike!
The dirty blood flew away, and the body of the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor still stood firm, but it had become a decoration and no longer threatened!
This sword not only cut off the head of the Ten Thousand Poisons Corpse Emperor, but also shattered the soul of the Five Poisons.
Taoist Poison's laughter was still stuck in his throat, but his face turned as pale as death.
Is it...what kind of expert is doing this?
Just one sword blow shattered his last trump card!
"puff!"
The Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor, who was connected to his mind, was now beheaded, and the Poison Daoist was also severely injured. His chest felt like a heavy blow, and a mouthful of black blood popped out.
Tie Bofu's hands and feet were so cold that he could hardly move.
Who? Who exactly is he?
Among the current Suzaku Qisu, the one who can kill the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor with one sword may be...perhaps the only one is the Suzaku Sword Master? But why would he help Feng Ziyue and Night King rush out?
After Tie Bofu saw the dragon-like sword light, he felt so frightened that he couldn't think at all.
The Night King was breathing heavily, with the same incredible expression on his face. He raised his head and looked at the steaming clouds in the sky. He narrowed his eyes, but he didn't understand why.
"who is it……"
Although there is the joy of escaping death, at this time, it is more of just shock.
"Which senior came to the rescue? I'm very grateful. Please give me a chance to meet him!"
He looked solemn, lowered his hands, and bowed respectfully toward the clouds.
Feng Ziyue also looked at the clouds on the horizon, thinking over and over again about the dragon-like sword just now. Needless to say, he was shocked.
The power of a sword is so powerful that even Feng Ziyue, who has studied the art of swordsmanship, never thought that the light of a sword could be so fierce and powerful.
It is so strong and fierce that it splits the heaven and the earth.
Even something like the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor can be cut open with one sword. Who in the world can withstand such a sword move?
"I was just passing by here and accidentally saw this vicious idiot and tried my sword..."
A strange voice came from among the clouds - it was obvious that he had forced his throat with force to make a strange sound. This person did not want others to hear his voice.
Hearing Yunxia Zhongren's words, everyone from Fengziyue to Fengziyue was shocked, and their expressions changed drastically.
Just...just trying the edge of the sword.
This light word made Taoist Du almost vomit blood, made Ye Wang Chong look in awe, and made Feng Ziyue infinitely yearn for it.
"Senior's swordsmanship is superb, I admire you..."
Feng Ziyue bent down and saluted respectfully. He had always been humble towards true martial arts masters. Although he was proud, he was not arrogant. This Dragon Sword was worthy of his salute.
"hehe……"
The man in Yunxia laughed dryly, without any sense of pride, "It's just that the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor is too weak. My swordsmanship is not perfect after all. It's a pity that time does not wait for me..."
He seemed to have remembered something, and his tone was quite desolate.
"Young man, your swordsmanship qualifications are far better than mine. In the future, if you become a master of swordsmanship, you will definitely be above me - if we are destined, we will probably see you again!"
After he said this, he suddenly stopped. Ye Wangchong and Feng Ziyue sensed with their spiritual consciousness that Yunxia was still there, but the people inside had disappeared without a trace.
The divine dragon sees its head but not its tail, which can be described as a master!
The two looked at each other and both exclaimed in surprise.
I still can't guess who this expert is, but the power of this sword is dazzling. Even now, Feng Ziyue's chest is still surging with this unparalleled sword intent. For a moment, he can't even care about it.
The top is pale, revealing the figure of a poisonous Taoist.
"What a strong swordsmanship! What a masculine aura! Lord of the Night King Palace, who among the Suzaku Qisu has such martial arts?"
Speaking of which, Feng Ziyue has been staying in Zhuque Qisu for half a year. Most of the masters have heard of it, but his swordsmanship is comparable to that of Suzaku Sword Master, but not as good as that of Suzaku Sword Master.
All the way, this makes it impossible to guess.
"Perhaps they are masters from other stars..."
Ye Wangchong shook his head. He knew all about the masters of Zhuque Qisu, but he had never heard of this person, let alone imagined such a masculine and fierce swordsmanship.
The defense of the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor is already equal to that of a Xingxiu-level master, and he can kill it with one sword. Compared to the time when the Vermillion Bird Sword Master worshiped the Box Sword Intent and defeated the four major Xingxu-level masters, it was very different.
But the sword intent of the Suzaku Sword Master is different from this one, and he has been in seclusion for many years, so he will never take action just for the sake of the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor.
Thinking about it this way, only experts from other constellations can make more likely guesses.
"It's a pity that we have a good relationship. Otherwise, I would definitely ask him for advice."
After seeing such a magical swordsmanship, Feng Ziyue gained some enlightenment in the way of swordsmanship. His heart became clear, and he saw the opportunity for a breakthrough. If he could ask for advice in person, he would definitely have the opportunity to make rapid progress.
It's a pity that this person left in a hurry. Although he said goodbye by fate, he didn't know what year or month it was.
"Let's forget about this for now..." Ye Wangchong shook his head, turned to Taoist Du who was standing beside him, and smiled coldly, "Now, let's solve the current trouble first. Taoist Du has a sinister heart and must be eradicated.
No, otherwise, I don’t know what conspiracy he will have to harm you!”
Taoist Poison's expression did not change when he heard Ye Wang Chong's words. For him, the moment the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor was beheaded, his energy and spirit also disappeared.
This last trick has led to such an end. Could it be said that going against Feng Ziyue is really going against heaven?
He lost his son, the Five Poisons, and his last trump card, the Ten Thousand Poisons Corpse Emperor, but in the end, he still gained nothing!
Now that things have happened, will he regret having accepted Tie Bo Fu as his disciple?
Anyway, Tie Bofu already regretted taking Taoist Du as his teacher. When he saw the light of the sword, which was as sharp as a sword, he was even more stupid.
Such a master killed the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor and saved Feng Ziyue's life just to test the sword's edge. Could it be that this boy's true destiny is so good?
Can a true dragon of the first generation still be a true dragon of the first generation in Zhuque Qisu?
Now Tie Bofu's mind is in a state of confusion. He doesn't want to get Bai Zhiwei anymore. He only thinks about how to retreat, hide back in Stone City, and become his little overlord behind closed doors.