Chapter nine hundred and sixty seventh true and false emperor
"Lin Dao, Lu Qing, you and the other five go down to help Liu Dong!" Holding the sword, Master Su's expression remained calm.
Hearing this, Lin Dao held a feather fan, nodded slightly, and took a step forward. His figure broke through the clouds and rushed straight to the plain.
Lu Qing was carrying the giant sword, with bloodthirsty lust in his eyes, and sneered: "My lord, Liu Dong is not afraid of that guy, how can I, Lu Qing, be afraid!"
Bang bang! Lu Qing swung his sword out, tearing apart the clouds and mist, and also rushed downwards.
The other three third-level Lingwu warriors looked at each other and rushed downwards. Looking at the leaving figures of the five people, Young Master Su continued: "Set up the formation!"
Dozens of guards came out with swords in hand and sat down at different positions. Their swords floated up one after another, and the sharp sword energy poured out in vain all around.
The sword pointed at the sky, and countless sword energies rushed towards the Young Master's sword. For a moment, Young Master Su's aura surged again, reaching the level of martial arts.
"Eight Cold Sword Formation!" The Eight Cold Sword Formation is extremely famous in the Eight Cold Hell. With the power of this sword formation, Young Master Su was able to withstand the attack of a martial arts expert without defeat, but now he faces three martial arts masters.
As a powerful person, he didn't know how many moves he could hold on to.
"My lord, the fate of Blood Prison is in your hands!" There was a sound of hunting in white clothes, Young Master Su took a step forward, and raised his Young Master's sword. On the large hilt of the sword, Young Master Su held the sword and danced, the shadow of the sword
Flashing.
A sword shadow emerged around Young Master Su, and finally condensed into eight sword shadows.
Eight terrifying pressures pervaded the shadow of the sword, and three different rules were integrated into it.
As the son of Bahan City, Young Master Su has extraordinary talent. He has understood the three rules and has evolved three magical powers so far.
When he stopped, Young Master Su slashed through the air with his sword and shouted coldly: "Qiankun Kanli shook Gen Xundui's mouth..."
Eight sword shadows turned into streams of light and shot out, landing ten feet away, occupying different ancient positions. Eight vortexes emerged above the sword shadow, and the aura of heaven and earth rushed towards Young Master Su crazily.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed, and the pressure of heaven and earth spread out. With the help of the pressure of heaven and earth, Young Master Su Qi's aura surged again, and he was no less than a warrior in the martial arts realm.
"Bagua Sword Formation!" The power of heaven and earth condensed out. Young Master Su's eyes seemed to be through the clouds, and he could clearly see the three shadows below, "Turn!"
The eight sword shadows rotated crazily, and the pressure of heaven and earth spread with the Blood Evil Peak as the center, covering the entire plain. The fighting Blood Prison Army felt this aura, and they were all shocked and immediately shouted: "The Blood Prison is invincible
!”
Lin Dao held a feather fan and glanced meaningfully at the top of the Blood Fiend Peak: "Young Master Sword!"
The feather fan was waved, and pieces of feather-like air swords emerged beside Lin Dao. A slender sword emerged from the middle of the feather fan. Whenever the fan was swung down, dense air swords shot out.
, arousing pieces of blood in the mouth
The feathers were floating like snowflakes, and Lin Dao's body was as light and light as the floating feathers.
On the third level of Lingwu, Lin Dao's cultivation was enough to sweep through these warriors. But at this moment, an enchanting figure walked in the sea of blood, and where this figure passed by, the crowd fell in pieces.
Raising his head, Lin Dao looked at the enchanting figure in front of him with a solemn expression, "Han Zong Xu Ran!"
"Jun Zijian Lin Dao! Rumor has it that Jun Zijian has an extraordinary appearance. The slave family was not disappointed when we saw him today!" Xu Ran wiped his lips and smiled, his face was like a peach blossom, and he smiled sweetly.
However, behind this smile was concealed endless murderous intent. His figure stopped in vain, and the petals formed by condensed sword energy shot out and enveloped the forest road.
"Master Lin, can you bear to destroy the flowers with your cruel hands?" Xu Ran's figure disappeared, but his seductive voice resounded in Lin Dao's ears.
Closing his eyes, Lin Dao spread out the feather fan in his hand, holding the sword in his hand, Lin Dao walked in the rain of swords like a leisurely stroll in the garden. When the sword came out, each sword hit the petals.
With his slightly superior cultivation level, even if Lin Dao couldn't kill Xu Ran immediately... he could still suppress him.
Compared to Lin Dao, Lu Qing's side was locked in a tough fight, waving his giant sword and causing sharp bursts of wind.
Under the fierce offensive of Xue Xue, the leader of Qi Zong, Lu Qing fell completely below... and was suppressed. Lu Qing was also well aware of the gap between himself and Xue Xue, and his purpose was to silence Xue Xue.
The remaining three third-level Lingwu warriors were mixed in with the Blood Prison Army, their figures erratic, and they were specifically targeted to kill the Lingwu realm warriors they dealt with.
With the help of these three people, the Blood Prison Army also reversed the previously defeated situation, but still fell below.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the sound of killing soared into the sky! Looking at the scene of fighting below, the warriors watching in the void were all moved. Tens of thousands of people were fighting, and the battle was extremely fierce.
Tianyan Sect, Han Mu stood in the void with several Tianyan elders. Looking at the scene below, Han Mu chuckled and said: "This is a good show!"
"It's just that battle that determines the survival of the Blood Prison!" Han Mu raised his head and looked at the Blood Evil Peak shrouded in clouds and mist in the distance, "The Emperor of the Blood Prison, this momentum is not weak, actually no less than the martial arts realm
!”
Obviously, everyone onlookers mistook Young Master Su on the Blood Evil Peak for the Blood Hell Emperor.
The two lords of the Demon Realm and the head of the An clan, An Ren, also thought so. The three of them took a few steps forward. Although the steps were gentle, after taking a few steps, the auras of the three people gathered together to form an aura prisoner.
Prison, covering the peak of blood.
The imprisoned aura descended from the sky, falling on Young Master Su like a huge mountain. Young Master Su looked indifferent, raised his sword, and shouted coldly: "The universe is in danger!"
Four sky-reaching sword shadows flew out and landed in the sky above Young Master Su. As Young Master Su struck down with his sword, the four huge sword shadows shot out downwards, tearing apart the rolling clouds and mist.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed on the four sky-reaching sword shadows, like falling stars, shooting directly at the three Dark Blades.
Raising his head and looking at the sword shadow shooting towards him, Dark Blade sneered: "A mere blood prison emperor is nothing more than this!"
Stepping out, its terrifying martial arts will filled the air, and the dark blade punched out, stirring up space ripples. It only took a moment to tear the void apart, and the space waves rolled out and rushed towards the sword shadow.
Whoosh! With half a step of martial arts, the pressure of heaven and earth, the four sword shadows pierced the wave of space, trapping the dark blade figure, and the four sword shadows spun in vain to form a simple sword formation again.
"This sword formation can only trap that person for nearly a hundred breaths!" Young Master Su raised his sword again, and the other four sword shadows shot out again, falling towards Naxia, one of the Lords of the Demon Realm, and also killed him.
Trapped in the sword array
Without the coercion of heaven and earth condensed by the eight sword shadows, Master Su's aura immediately weakened.
Only the Lord of the Demon Realm has not been trapped by the sword formation for a long time. He raised his steps and stepped forward: "This sword formation is quite mysterious. It can actually trap Dark Blade and Naxia, but only for a few dozen breaths!"
"However, for a mere Blood Hell Emperor, one from this sect is enough!" The Qiangu Sword finger pointed forward casually, and the power of heaven and earth condensed on his fingertips. This finger merged with the martial arts will to reach the sky.
The roaring sound came from the sky. When the sound came out, an extremely terrifying pressure swept over him. Young Master Su raised his head, and a finger that reached the sky suddenly came down on him.
"Broken!" A sword broke the sky! Several sky-reaching sword pillars shot out, and Young Master Su's figure blended into it.
However, under the shadow of this sky-reaching finger, everything was illusory and shattered! Bang bang! The heaven and earth roared and the blood evil peak shook wildly. The sword pillar broke with a bang. Young Master Su's figure was like a kite with broken strings, and he was flying towards the stone.
The sword falls to the bottom of the mouth
Bang bang! The figure fell on the rock, and the young master spat out a large mouthful of blood. His white clothes were stained with his own blood. At this moment, the sword array formed by the surrounding guards all collapsed, and it condensed on Young Master Su.
The sword energy also dispersed one after another, and the pressure of heaven and earth disappeared. Without the help of the pressure of heaven and earth, Young Master Su Qi's momentum dropped to half a step of martial arts. Looking at Qiangu who was stepping forward, the indifference on Young Master Su's face finally disappeared.
It was replaced by incomparable solemnity.
The sword formation was broken, and its eight sword shadows also dissipated. The two trapped martial arts masters immediately stepped out. Standing behind Qiangu, the coercion of the three martial arts masters spread out, and the entire Blood Evil Peak was
Unable to withstand the pressure, the rocks collapsed, and the roar echoed in the mountain streams. Seeing this scene, several sighs sounded in vain in the void, and the Blood Hell Emperor was defeated.
The Blood Prison Emperor was finally defeated by the combined efforts of three martial arts realm warriors, but this was also expected, and the onlookers warriors were not too surprised.
With a calm look on his face, Han Mu shook his head, "This trip was in vain. The strength of this Blood Hell is a bit exaggerated! The strength of Half-Step Martial Arts is considered good in the Lonely Hell, but in the eyes of the Martial Arts Realm, Half-Step Martial Arts and Lingwu are not the same.
No difference!"
"The Emperor of the Blood Prison is nothing more than this. The 300,000 people in this Blood Prison belong to my demon domain!" After saying that, Qiangu raised his right hand again, pointed it as a sword, and pointed it downwards.
The cold shouts fell on Young Master Su's ears like thunder. Young Master Su's body shook and spurted out blood. Under the pressure of the three martial arts, he could not move. He could only watch helplessly as the sky-reaching finger shadow crashed down.
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Ding! The shadow of his fingers covered an area of dozens of feet in radius, covering the sky-reaching stone sword, Young Master Su and others. However, the moment the shadow of his fingers was about to touch the stone sword, there was a futile sound above the stone sword.
A shocking sword roar.
On the stone sword, a terrifying sword intent condensed out. This sword intent soared into the sky and shattered the finger shadow that reached the sky.
Seeing this, the faces of Qiangu and the three of them all showed a strange look. In this sky-reaching stone sword, they felt a terrifying sword intent, but this sword intent definitely did not belong to Young Master Su.
"Weird! The stone sword actually contains a trace of sword intent!" Qiangu looked a little embarrassed when his finger was broken by the sword intent.
Young Master Su also looked at the stone sword with a strange expression. In the past few months, Ye Chen had been standing on this stone sword to practice. This stone sword had been contaminated with Ye Chen's sword intention and aura.
His eyes fell on the stone sword from a distance, and Han Mu wondered: "Strange, why does this stone sword exude an aura that I am quite familiar with!"
"It's ridiculous to try to stop this sect with just a stone sword!" His martial arts will completely exploded in Qiangu's body, turning into a terrifying storm that swept through the entire Blood Evil Peak in an instant.
The martial arts will was extremely terrifying. When it was condensed, the blood evil peak shook more and more intensely. The huge rock suddenly collapsed in an instant, and the dust flew and rolled out.
As Qiangu took a step forward, his martial arts will descended on the stone sword, and the remaining sword intention immediately shattered. After all, the stone sword was an ordinary mountain stone. The stone sword could not withstand this pressure.
, cracks appeared on its surface, clearly visible 6
"With one palm, there is no more blood prison!" Qiangu raised his right hand, and the terrifying sword energy emerged. He was about to take a shot, but at this moment, a biting coldness filled the air in vain.
At the same time, a voice with endless chill echoed in the void within a hundred feet: "Really?" (To be continued)