The figure of the sword bearer followed closely behind Ye Shaohan, and the sword light surged like a poisonous snake that he could not get rid of.
With a calm look on his face, Ye Shaohan was not afraid of the incoming sword light and stepped back unhurriedly. At the same time, the forbidden magical power of humanity was activated again, and the pressure of heaven and earth was condensed.
The five bright sword lights stagnated in vain, and then Hungry Ghost Dao's body swept out, and his will-filled fist fell directly on it, destroying the five sword lights.
"It would be better to be buried in the ground forever if the pain continues like this!" Ye Shaohan murmured, his figure stopped, slightly silent, holding the sword, he faced two of the sword bearers, and the remaining three sword bearers
Otherwise, Ye Shaohan directly handed it over to Tiandao and others to deal with it.
After losing their sanity, although the sword bearer knows the sword style and martial arts will, he does not know how to use magical powers and can only engage in the most brutal collisions.
The collision between will and will, what Ye Shaohan is not afraid of the most is this kind of brutal collision.
For a time, several strands of will collided in the palace, and the strong wind that rolled out set off waves of blood, and the pungent smell of blood lingered on the tip of the nose.
Ye Shaohan closed his eyes slightly, and also did not use his magical powers, just the most brutal collision.
Sword energy, blood flying! Clothed as white as snow, without a trace of blood, Ye Shaohan was able to move through the offensive of the two sword bearers with ease.
The auras of the two sword bearers became weaker and weaker, and finally dissipated completely, and their bodies fell directly into the blood pool.
After getting rid of the two sword bearers, Ye Shaohan turned around and went straight to the other sword bearers. The sword left traces and joined the four sword corpses. The other three sword bearers only persisted for a moment and also fell.
The waves of blood were tumbling in the blood pool, and the terrifying will converged in the Moon God's Mark like a tide. Ye Shaohan put away his sword and looked at the blood pool that had fallen into dead silence in vain. There was a vague expectation in his eyes, "It's so thick.
The evil spirit of blood!"
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Shaohan concentrated his mind and merged into the surrounding void, controlling the rules of killing again. The rules flowed like water, and endless murderous intent emerged in vain above the blood pool.
The murderous aura condensed into rain and fell.
Ye Shaohan's mind moved slightly, and the shadow of the murderous body appeared around him, bathing in the bloody rain, frantically absorbing the murderous aura of the palace.
Its illusory shadow gradually condensed, and after a while, the body of the killing body changed. First, the feet actually materialized, and this materialization approached upwards at a slow speed.
"When the killing body is completely materialized, then this killing magical power will be achieved!" Ye Shaohan murmured, he was extremely looking forward to this killing body. Perhaps this is also his strongest magical power, even stronger than the magical power of heavenly tribulation.
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Blood rained down one after another, and ancient sighs fell.
It rustled down, fell into the wind, and the breeze rippled. Ye Shaohan stood in the rain of blood, letting the rain fall on his body, looking at the rain of blood with a somewhat lonely expression.
With his mind condensed, Ye Shaohan saw too much in this bloody rain, scenes of the fall of strong men.
The blood rain merged into the body, and more murderous intent poured into the killing body.
The body of the Killing Body gradually took shape, first its feet, then its legs, lower abdomen, and chest!
A heaven-destroying aura pervades it, and this aura alone is no less than an ordinary martial arts will.
A whirlpool appeared in the blood pool below, and its blood evil energy swirled crazily, transforming into murderous aura.
Ye Shaohan controls the rules of killing, and the rules are integrated into the body of killing like flowing water.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth became extremely violent, beating the void around him. Ye Shaohan looked at the killing body, and everything around him was ignored by him.
For a moment, in the sky above the palace, its endless blood emerged from the Tomb of the Immortal Sword like a tide and condensed together.
Looking around, the red light in the sky is boundless, covering the entire void, covering up the originally gray sky of the Immortal Sword Tomb.
An oppressive aura filled the air, Xianxu Jian frowned slightly, and looked solemnly at the palace shrouded in blood, wondering what was happening in the palace.
The terrifying soul power swept out, and Xianxu tried to check the scene in the palace, but as soon as the soul touched the palace, a terrifying force bounced away.
"What a terrifying power!" Xianxu's expression became more serious. If he hadn't noticed that Ye Shaohan's aura was intact, he would have really thought that something had happened to Ye Shaohan.
Bang bang! Dozens of dull sounds rang out, and several Spirit Master Realm warriors took half a step back, with traces of blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
The souls of these spiritual master realm warriors are not as powerful as Xianxu. Although they withstood the rebound of the force, they also suffered some effects.
The faces of Xian Luo, Lonely Emperor and others also darkened. Their experiences were like those of Xian Xu, and the souls that poured out were rebounded one after another.
Ding! A clear sword chant resounded from the rocks in the distance, followed by a shrill sword chant all over the sky. Next to the tombstones, the swords were shaking slightly, and a wisp of murderous aura floated out, and they were involved.
, blending into the blood clouds above the palace.
Xianxu took a deep breath, "What a terrifying murderous aura!"
The Lonely Emperor lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. The sword beat slightly, and a wisp of sword energy also floated out and merged into the void.
Wow! Among the dead mountain peaks, a wisp of breeze came slowly, swirling the blood cloud, and the bloody rain sprinkled again, and every drop of rain contained a bit of piercing murderous intent.
"Bloody rain!" Xiao Luoxue murmured, reaching out her hand to hold the dripping rainwater. However, the rainwater stood strangely still in mid-air. Soon, the rainwater poured towards the palace.
The drizzle falls all over the sky and falls in the same place.
In the palace, Ye Shaohan also raised his head and stared at the dense rain of blood.
Its heaven-destroying aura became increasingly terrifying, filling the entire palace, and finally broke through the void and echoed across the nine heavens.
The rain lasted for a long time. Ye Shaohan stood in the rain, calmly looking at the killing body in front of him. When the last drop of rainwater merged into the killing body, the blood cloud in the void had disappeared.
"Alas!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. The killing body in front of him looked exactly like Ye Shaohan. Most of its body had materialized, but this materialization had not reached the neck, and its entire head had not yet materialized.
"There is still a little bit to go before the magical killing body can be completed!"
"However, it won't take long for the killing body to be completed!" Ye Shaohan raised a smile on his lips. There was still a sword pillar that had not been destroyed in the Immortal Sword Tomb, and there was also a pool of blood there.
"Half an hour, almost lost time!" It has been about half an hour since Ye Shaohan stepped into the palace. Putting away the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan turned around directly, glanced at the skeletons below, and took a step forward.
His murderous body turned into a stream of light and merged into Ye Shaohan's body. Ye Shaohan's aura surged, but eventually fell silent.
The moment Ye Shaohan stepped out of the palace, his magnificent palace collapsed, and dust rose up thousands of meters high.
The expressions of Xianxu and others changed slightly, and they stared straight at the churning dust. After a moment, a figure in white appeared in everyone's sight.
Seeing this, Young Master Su and Qing Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Shaohan stepped forward, his white clothes still not stained with a trace of blood.
However, when he saw Ye Shaohan's eyes, Xianxu's heart was slightly shaken. Ye Shaohan's eyes were still calm, but the calmness at this moment gave people an inexplicable palpitating feeling, like entering an ice cellar.
Xianxu is not the only one who feels this way, other warriors also feel this way.
Ye Shaohan walked over, and he naturally noticed the changes in his body. After integrating into the killing body, his every move can bring an inexplicable shock to people.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time!" Ye Shaohan said calmly. Although he deliberately restrained the aura brought by the killing body, there was still a hint of oppression in his calm tone, at least Xianxu and others thought so.
"What happened to the fifth generation in the palace!" Xianxu nodded slightly, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes. The only thing that was certain was that the fifth generation had become much stronger.
Previously, Lonely Emperor had the confidence to fight Ye Shaohan, but now when he looked at Ye Shaohan, he knew that even if he faced Ye Shaohan, his chance of winning was very small.
"The second sword pillar has been destroyed. Next is the third sword pillar!" Ye Shaohan looked around. The second sword pillar was destroyed by Ye Shaohan and the sword corpse. No one had any injuries.
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Therefore, Ye Shaohan no longer allowed time for everyone to rest, and headed directly to the location of the third sword pillar ahead.
The third sword pillar is also the entrance to the third-level sword tomb. It has undulating peaks and mountains, and the figures of Ye Shaohan and others are swaying on it, extremely vigorous.
After several consecutive battles, Ye Shaohan also established a reputation among everyone. At least for now, the strength of the entire team was united.
The dragon of life and death led the way, and everyone took less detours. After a while, the third sword pillar reaching the sky finally appeared in everyone's sight.
Standing on the steep mountain, Ye Shaohan looked down and saw a flat plain below, with the sword pillar stuck on it like a big mountain.
What concerned Ye Shaohan the most was the blood pool covering more than a hundred feet. It was filled with blood and looked extremely formidable.
Stepping on the stone platform, Xianxu followed Ye Shaohan's line of sight and immediately took a breath, "So many sword bearers!"
In front of his eyes, he saw slow-moving figures walking in the blood pool, their bodies stained with blood, and their terrifying aura permeated these figures, there were hundreds of them.
Young Master Su and others also stepped on the stone platform. When they saw the hundreds of sword bearers below, everyone took a few breaths. Even if most of the hundreds of sword bearers were at the Spirit Master level, there were still dozens of them.
His reputation is comparable to that of a half-step spirit emperor, and there are even a dozen or so names that are comparable to the spirit emperor realm.
When these swordsmen are gathered together, even if their strength cannot be compared to Ye Shaohan's team, there is not much difference.