Chapter 106 Chapter 106 Killing Sword VS Killing Sword
"Can't hide!"
Yuan Futu looked horrified under this terrifying murderous intention, and despair surged in his heart. But at this moment of life and death, another sword shadow appeared in his mind.
The surface of this sword shadow showed an extremely real blood color, as if it was made of solidified scarlet blood. It seemed ordinary, but inside it contained a desire to hate the world and kill all the people.
This idea was imprinted directly into his mind by Yuan Futu using the Eye of Reincarnation on the Tianxuan Cliff, but its origin came from the first sect leader thousands of years ago.
"The "Tianxuan Sword Jue" is a sixth-level martial art book that is enough to shake the imperial court. If you want to break the killing sword, you must use a stronger killing sword to force the strong and kill to stop the killing!" Yuan Futu suddenly understood.
With this in mind, Gong Lian's eyes suddenly opened, and a blazing purple light erupted from the pupil of his left eye, and strange patterns with an ancient aura emerged.
"Die!"
Pang De was sure of victory at this moment. He used the true energy of the Dharma God Realm to drive his killing sword, which was extremely powerful. The disciples around him retreated dozens of feet away to avoid being affected, but suddenly, he smelled another smell in his breath.
Murderous intent, but the ferocity of this murderous intent far exceeded his imagination, causing a scene to suddenly appear in his mind.
Hundreds of thousands of creatures were imprisoned on the barren sand. In just an instant, the bodies of all the creatures exploded, and endless flesh and blood filled the sky. Blood filled his mind. This scene was extremely real, as if it was happening right in front of him.
, just imagine what kind of terrifying killing intent can achieve such a point of annihilating all things in an instant. The killing sword that I understand suddenly feels narrow and insignificant, and it is simply dwarfed by comparison.
The next moment, large areas of blood burst out, and Yuan Futu slashed his sword across the sky, completely unleashing the thoughts imprinted in his mind.
"It's a killing sword... a killing sword that destroys gods and Buddhas!" Shen Wuyu opened his mouth and said intermittently.
But Nangong Qiushui kept shaking his head and said: "It's impossible. He has only been in Tianxuan Sword Sect for a few months. How can he understand the killing sword? What's even more weird is this killing sword..."
Jian Twelve, who always maintained absolute calmness, had a look of shock on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the sword intention of this killing sword is extraordinary, and it is different from the remaining sword I realized on the Tianxuan cliff hundreds of years ago.
The intention is very similar, to kill the world and exterminate all living beings... In order to practice this idea, the first sect leader slaughtered countless creatures and almost entered the devil's path because of it. However, I only gained something by observing the remaining sword intention, but
It is far from being as perfect a killing sword as Pagoda."
Shen Wuyu's throat rolled, and he said hoarsely: "But...but the remaining sword intention has long since disappeared, and he has not massacred thousands of creatures. How can he understand this kind of sword intention without personal experience?"
Speaking of this, Jian Twelve's eyes suddenly narrowed and he said word by word: "Chaos Spiritual Treasure!"
Two killing swords clashed in the air. One was powerful with the true essence of the Dharma God, and the other was a sword with the intent to kill all living beings. Each had its own advantages, and their power actually reached a strange balance, just like when Fang Huanzhen fought with
Like Li Cangtian's battle, the two energies did not explode, but fell into an extremely delicate balance.
At this time, the two people maintained the posture of drawing swords, with the sword tips facing each other, each using the killing sword, restraining and balancing each other, no one dared to act rashly, and a deadlock was formed.
"You actually practiced the killing sword!" Pang De was almost furious. For him, who was extremely talented, Yuan Futu's powerful strength now showed him a solid slap in the face.
Yuan Futu's mouth was still dripping with blood, and he sneered: "You wanted to kill me, so you made the killing sword, but it is only for a certain person. Your killing intention is too narrow, so narrow that as long as I die,
Your killing sword will no longer exist
, but mine is different. Kill all the people, destroy all the gods and Buddhas. For me, all living things in this world should die... No, even the heavens should be killed. Only with my killing sword can I do it.
Save all sentient beings and create an infinite world!"
He spoke eloquently about the truth he understood from the sword intention. Although his tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact, every word was like a heavy hammer falling on Pang De's heart.
The furious Pound shook his head, as if he was trying hard to get rid of these thoughts that were poured into his mind. Because of the force, the hairband fell off, and he looked like a madman with red eyes.
Terrifying.
"So what, no matter how powerful your killing sword is, it is still condensed from Yuan Li, but mine is the true Yuan of the Dharma God realm. The difference between the world and the sky is like cloud mud!"
Pang De roared, murderous intent surged in his eyes!
Yuan Futu was right. If he died, Pang De's killing sword would lose its trust and disappear, but as long as he didn't die, this murderous intention would only continue to grow and become endless.
In an instant, this balance was on the verge of collapse. There was very little true energy stored in the natal pearl in Pang De's body. At this moment, he released it without any scruples, without even considering that it might cause the Yuan Shen Sea to fall into silence.
The consequences of the moon not functioning.
"Oops!"
Yuan Futu's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the two confronting killing swords were slowly collapsing in his direction.
Pound kept grinning ferociously, emptying out the Soul Sea desperately, but he was somewhat similar to Lin Wan'er at that time, but Wan'er had unshakable determination, but he was possessed by the murderous intention that invaded his brain.
On the steps, all the sword masters stood up and looked at this scene with fearful expressions, but no one dared to act rashly. All eyes were focused on Jian Twelve.
Nangong Qiushui never took back the sword intent condensed on his fingertips. He seemed to have predicted that this scene would happen, and said: "Sect Master, if this sword intent collapses, Yuan Futu will definitely end up with no bones left. It will be over soon."
Let’s have this sword debate!”
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Jian Twelve said in a deep voice, watching every move of the two people on the ring attentively.
Nangong Qiushui said anxiously: "Wait a minute, does the sect master want to watch the descendants of Elder Fang die in this arena?!"
When Jian Twelve heard this, an incomprehensible smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "How could he die? He is the master of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure!"
At this time, this balance has been completely broken, and the two killing swords are heading towards Yuan Futu with the force of breaking through the embankment, which is unstoppable!