Chapter 455: The King of Hades Disasters the World
A word about the King of Hell arouses murderous intent from all directions!
Under the windbreaker, a hand was slowly raised. It was a big brown hand wrapped in thick skin, and it had four fingers. At this time, the middle two fingers pointed at Lu Sansi, but he didn't know what they meant.
"Huh? What do you mean, sir?" Lu Sansi frowned and placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, looking very alert.
"Your left hand and right foot...can you take them off and give them to the King of Hell?" As soon as the King of Hell opened his mouth, the other hand hidden in the windbreaker moved the Blood Ming Sword, and two Blood Ming Sword Qi approached Lu Sansi!
"Don't even think about it!" Lu Sansi shouted in a deep voice, and then he drew his sword to block it. He quickly drew out his sword, trying to block the two sword energy under his sword, but who would have expected——
"clang!"
The moment the sword came into contact with the sword energy, there was only the slightest resistance. The long sword in Lu Sansi's hand broke immediately. Just when the two blood sword energy was about to cut off Lu Sansi's left hand and right foot, a magnificent momentum came from the sky.
Come and intimidate all directions!!
"Xue Ming! The grudges of the past will be settled today!!"
Chen Xiong's voice descended from the sky accompanied by a sky-shattering palm seal. Its power directly dispersed the two Blood Ming Sword Qi, and hit the Blood Ming King with undiminished power——
"I have killed too many people. I can't remember your revenge!! Haha!!" The Blood Hell King showed no fear and casually threw the Blood Hell Sword in his hand. The palm prints and the Blood Hell clashed instantly.
, the mountains and rivers shook, dust flew for hundreds of miles, and all the martial arts people who were watching were shaken thousands of meters away by the aftermath!
At this time, the owner of the palm print descended from the sky, and it turned out to be Changsun Qiangu, the Lord of the Northern Desert in the border city desert!
"You don't need to remember, because... you can't survive today!! Take the move——!" Changsun Qiangu raised his palm again, and a sandstorm suddenly rose up around him, raging for a while. It was difficult for ordinary people to get close to a thousand meters, because every person in the sandstorm
Every grain of sand contains astonishing power. If you are not careful, you may die suddenly and inexplicably in a sandstorm.
"Tiansha purifies the devil's palm!"
The palm of purifying demons, the King of Hell will save his life!
Changsun Qiangu's palm gathered 99% of his power, and it was a true immortal move——
"boom--!!"
With one palm strike, there was a loud roar, storm wind, and wild sand all flowed into the palm of their own accord, adding fuel to the flames and climbing to the top!
"How can the King of Hell die without life? You are so naive! You are so naive! Ha--drink!" The King of Hell laughed wildly, and his laughter shot straight into the sky. However, he saw the windbreaker dispersed, and the two bloody swords clashed and turned into thunder, reappearing the urgent thunder of the past.
The trick——
"Hiss, hiss, hiss~~~"
Urgent thunder turned into a dragon, the two dragons merged into a front, and the black thunder blades gathered at one point, and actually pierced Changsun Qiangu's palm print without any hindrance. Although the power of the thunder blade was reduced due to the palm print, it could still be easily removed.
Enemy life!
"You want to kill me like this, you are so naive!!" Changsun Qiangu closed his palm into a fist, jumped up, punched the side of the thunder blade, and drove it into the abyss. Then there was a roar from the abyss,
And accompanied by wild sand, it shot out from the abyss.
"It seems that your strength is not as good as before. Although I don't know the reason...but I will kill you while you are sick!!! Crazy Sand Palm——!!" Changsun Qiangu converged the power of three successes. Although the power was reduced,
But there was a steady flow of artistic conception, and the palm winds were sent out continuously, so that the King of Hell was overwhelmed and was hit by several palms.
However, the King of Hell has an astonishing physique. How can he be defeated by just a few palms? The few palms that failed to fall on him were like scratching an itch. Later, the King of Hell simply stopped blocking him and just let one strike pass.
The wind from the palm hit him, but he didn't move a step.
"It doesn't hurt or itch, your moves are useless!!" King of Hell mocked, but Changsun Qiangu didn't care about this and continued to use his palms quickly.
"It's useless! It's useless! It's useless!!!" The King of Hell seemed a little impatient. Just when he was about to walk towards his grandson Qiangu, he discovered that his body was out of control!
"It seems that you have discovered... that your body cannot move... because the shock caused by my palm wind hitting you has caused your whole body to fall into a state of paralysis unconsciously... Now, you just
A target for me to slaughter! As long as the power of my palm wind is increased by another 20% and I continue to hit you, your body will soon disintegrate due to the seemingly harmless vibration! Suffer death!!"
After Changsun Qiangu said this, he immediately increased the power of his palm wind by 20% and hit the King of Hell with one blow. After the third blow, a crack actually appeared in the heart of the King of Hell!
"Damn it! Damn it!!" The King of Hell looked angry, but he couldn't move.
Suddenly, the King of Hell became quiet, and the anger and anxiety on his face turned into a cold smile——
"Are you satisfied? Did my panic just now make the thought of 'I can kill the King of Hell' appear in your mind for a moment? Thank me! It was I who gave you that moment of fantasy and hope! Now, accept the reality.
!!!Hahahaha!!" The Blood Hell King laughed wildly again, but saw that his whole body was filled with cracks. The next moment, he actually escaped from the palm of his grandson Qiangu with a golden cicada move!
"boom--!"
The shell of the King of Hell that remained in place was shattered by the wind of the palm, but the body of the King of Hell was not injured!
"How could this be so!?" Changsun Qiangu asked in surprise, but the person who responded to him was——
"The King of Hell sentenced to death and blood and death to death!!"
The ultimate move of the Blood Ming Dynasty, the King of Hell is condemned to death! When this move first appears, there are storms and dark clouds, the earth is dark and the sky is dim, and everything in the field of vision is desolate and despair!
"bass--!"
The Blood Nether Sword pierced through the air - this sword was very fast, too fast to dodge! This sword was very fierce, and no one was alive under the sword!!
"What a calamity!!" Changsun Qiangu exclaimed, and when he moved his palms again, his power was already less than six degrees. How could he withstand the death sentence of the King of Hell?
"Ghosts from the underworld dare to commit murder in this world. Has the world changed?"
At this time, I heard a voice of calm and powerful Tianwen coming from outside the sky. Immediately, endless sword power came from all directions. Even the Blood Hell King couldn't help but look up at this time -
In the distance, a proud figure stands in the sky, with long white hair, a flawless robe, a face like ruby, a fairy-like appearance, and a nearly one-meter long white beard swaying in the wind. Once you see him, you can't take your eyes away.
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The mysterious old man raised his sword finger and pointed it towards the Blood Nether Sword Gang, and saw a powerful sword energy that was not under the Blood Nether Sword Gang pierced through the air and hit the Blood Nether Sword Gang!
"Bang--!"
The collision of the swords finally turned into a pure explosion, scattering the surrounding sandstorm and saving Changsun Qiangu from death.
"You're not bad!" The Blood Hell King pondered for a moment, spit out these three words, and then fired a line of Blood Hell sword energy towards the figure in the sky, and jumped away while the latter was waiting to deal with it...
The mysterious old man in mid-air waved his sleeves to dissolve the blood and dark sword energy. He looked at the direction in which the King of Hell was leaving. Although he had the ability to catch up, he did not start to catch up.
"Old man! Hurry up and catch him and kill him! Keeping him will only cause endless troubles in the future!" Changsun Qiangu saw that the old man obviously had considerable strength and immediately encouraged him.
"This beast has no life and no death... Even if its body is destroyed, it can't really kill him... Little hero, if you are willing, you might as well go to the Eternal Palace and let's discuss the whole method of this beast together.
?" the old man invited.
"Wangu Que? I haven't heard of it, but old man, you are indeed very powerful. As long as you have a way to kill the King of Hell, why don't I come with you? However, I don't know your name yet. My name is Changsun Qiangu.
, from the desert." Changsun Qiangu agreed without even thinking.
"Haha, I'm rude. I, Zhongli, am the protector of Eternal Palace. Changsun Xiaoxia, come with me. Let's talk in detail on the way..."
An old man and a young man were walking on the road to Eternal Palace, and the martial arts battle was interrupted because of this minor incident.
Three days later, the news about Zhong Wang Shanhe's broken arm and serious injury spread throughout the northwest martial arts world. There was a reason for the incident, and no one blamed him. After all, his opponent was the Bloody King of Hell. How many people on the Chinese continent dared to say that they could defeat him?
Escape intact?
About ten days later, another rumor came out in the martial arts world. It was said to be a rumor, but it should be said to be a call from martial arts people: the martial arts battle could not be carried out normally, and yet another Blood Hell King appeared in the martial arts world. Therefore, if someone could
Eradicating the Blood Hell King will make you the undisputed supreme king of martial arts!
Fair conditions, but not many people are willing to put them into practice. Even Lu Sansi, who had previously been eager to become the supreme martial artist, did not take any practical actions.
A month later, in the depths of the abyss, a body that frightened the world slowly stood up. The cultivation in the past two months had completely restored him to his peak state, and even showed signs of being better than Cong Tian——
"This time, even if you reappear, I will be fearless!! Because - I am - the King of Hell!!!"
With a roar, the Blood Hell King jumped from the bottom of the abyss, flew out of the abyss, and once again stepped on the land of China!
Three heads and six arms, three bodies and six legs, and a body of one hundred feet!
After that day, the Blood Hell King brought trouble to Shenzhou. He not only appeared in the northwest martial arts forest, but also often appeared on the battlefields of Demon Realm and Sin Realm. He slaughtered the soldiers of both armies indiscriminately, causing the number of casualties on both sides to double.
Several times!
The more you kill, the more cruel you become!
The more you kill, the more ruthless you become!
The more you kill, the more addicted you become!
The Blood Hell King was like a purposeless killing machine, setting off bloody storms one after another on the Chinese mainland. The people of China were miserable. During this period, the Demon Realm and the Sin Realm joined forces once, and the Northwest Martial Arts teamed up once.
It was to kill the King of Hell, but the result was that killings occurred more frequently, and all those who participated in the war were either dead or disabled!
The innocent wailing continued in every corner of China, and half a year passed in such a state of confusion——
An unknown person lost his family, friends, and lover, and lost all the meaning of existence. He even forgot his own name, and had almost no other thoughts in his mind. At this moment, he was not afraid of the King of Hell coming to claim his life...
He didn't know how long he had been walking, but when his way was blocked by a block of ice, he looked up and saw——
"The Lieque Sword Pillar... This is the legacy of Sword Lord... It is the last item left by Sword Lord in the world..."
Kneel down on both knees, nodding your head without raising your head.
He knelt in front of the sword pillar without speaking or begging...
What's going on in your heart?
What is lingering in your mind?
What moves through the body?
The world has already endured so much sorrow that it may collapse at any time because it cannot bear it...
Innocent people have been crying for centuries, and it has been so long that innocent people are no longer innocent...
Is there still hope for this world?
Are there still miracles in this world?
If so, what is the hope?
If so, where is the miracle?
Can the deceased hear the lamentations of all living beings?
Will the sword of miracles cut through this haze of despair again?
