The power of these two killing swords was comparable to a full-strength strike from a powerful mid-level Dharma God, but at this moment, they were struck by the shadow of the chaotic-colored swords and had no power to counterattack.
The blood mist in front of him dissipated, and Pang De didn't even react. He just saw a streak of chaos coming towards him, and then hit him in the belly.
puff!
A bloody arrow shot out of his mouth, and Pang De retreated like an arrow from a bowstring, flying directly out of the arena and hitting a stone pillar not far away.
This stone pillar was about as thick as five or six people hugging each other, and was surrounded by more than a dozen chains as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Pound's body hit it, and with a bang, the stone pillar broke from it, and all the chains snapped.
At this time, an extreme pain penetrated his mind, and Pound screamed hysterically. He felt an unstoppable force erupting in his Dantian, like a violent storm, containing infinite destructive power.
"I...my Yuanshenhai!"
Pang De sensed the crisis, with a look of horror on his face, and watched helplessly as the chaotic sword shadow passed through his belly, broke his soul sea, and hit the natal pearl mercilessly.
His life bead has long been exhausted, and there is no stored true essence. It is too late to evolve to resist this attack. At the moment of impact, the life bead made a muffled sound, and the original soul mark with uncertain brightness on the surface cracked directly.
A hole was created, which continued to spread along both sides, and finally converged at the other end.
At this point, the dim light of the life bead completely dimmed and completely split into two halves.
Plop!
Pang De was half kneeling on the ground, with large mouthfuls of blood pouring out of his mouth. His consciousness was gradually weakening, and he couldn't even look inside. He wanted to reach out to grab some heaven and earth energy to evolve, but found that
I can no longer feel this energy that is everywhere.
"Destroyed...my soul sea was destroyed...I was crippled?!"
Pang De's whole body was shaking like chaff. He knelt on the ground and couldn't stand up. His somewhat distracted eyes looked at the ground absentmindedly, shaking his head constantly, as if he didn't want to admit it, but this iron-clad fact had already proved that the life bead was damaged.
, Yuanshenhai was seriously injured, and he was completely reduced from a cultivator to a mortal.
"Impossible! Impossible! Hahahaha, I have practiced the killing sword and reached the realm of the Dharma God. How can I be defeated by a wild man like you! Come! Let's fight for another three hundred rounds!"
Pound laughed hoarsely, as if he was crazy.
Yuan Futu looked at his almost crazy look and felt incredible in his heart. He looked down and saw that the chaotic color on the Tianyuan Sword had disappeared, and the chaotic liquid energy in the Yuan Shen Sea had also been used up. The chaotic spiritual treasure appeared again.
After the sharp edge, it fell silent again, unable to be sensed.
"presumptuous!"
At this time, a figure descended from the sky and struck with a palm. The palm shadow was filled with crimson essence. The scorching power released seemed to be able to burn the void. It was printed directly on Yuan Futu's chest and knocked him away.
go out.
When everyone present saw the sudden change in the situation, they all screamed in surprise. Shen Wuyu retracted his palm, landed next to Pang De, and pointed his finger at his neck. The crazy Pang De suddenly showed a look of pain.
He lay exhausted on the ground, like a puddle of mud.
"This is just a sword discussion conference, but you actually dare to destroy the human soul sea!"
Shen Wuyu was furious. He had invested a lot of resources and energy in Pang De, and the Tianxuan **** alone was already spent. But now Yuan Futu broke through the Yuan Shenhai with one move. From then on, A cultivator with a bright future suddenly becomes a mortal who can no longer practice, and anyone will be furious.
"Buddha!"
When Lin Wan'er saw Yuan Futu lying on the ground, she was about to stagger onto the ring. Ao Tianbo's hand grabbed her arm like a pair of iron pincers and said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, please calm down. You can't help him in this situation." , the sect leader is still here!"
It seemed that even Lin Wan'er herself didn't know when she started to care more and more about this unscrupulous elder. When she saw him lying on the ground, she felt heartbroken.
At this time, two figures appeared on the ring.
Nangong Qiushui walked to Yuan Futu, helped him up, and said, "How are you?"
Yuan Futu felt like his body was on fire, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain from the killing sword. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm fine."
Jian Twelve looked at Shen Wuyu deeply and said in a deep voice: "Stop it first."
Shen Wuyu's teeth chattered loudly. After hearing the sect leader's words, the hand he just raised couldn't help but fall down, but the true energy in his palm became more and more abundant.
Yuan Futu reluctantly stood up, looked at Shen Wuyu, and said, "I destroyed his Yuan Shen Hai, so what?"
Shen Wuyu clenched his fists, and his heart was filled with anger. The real energy in his body became violent, and a statue of ten feet high was formed behind him. It is said that after reaching the realm of Tianmang, the natal pearl will evolve into a golden elixir. , and if the golden elixir is strong enough, it can condense the Dharma.
"According to the rules of the Sword Sect, even if you are a veteran, I will destroy your Yuanshenhai!"
Nangong Qiushui's expression was gloomy. He realized that Shen Wuyu was not joking, and of course he would not let the situation get worse. The Netherworld Xuanyin Sword in his hand was also getting ready to go.
Yuan Futu sneered and said: "I'm afraid you are mistaken. I destroyed his Yuanshenhai, which did not violate the rules of the Sword Sect, and it was for your sake. Otherwise, I should have killed him directly!"
ah?!!
When all the disciples heard this, they all looked at each other in astonishment, not knowing what he meant by what he said.
Jian Twelve guessed that Yuan Futu must be hiding something, and he knew something about the antagonistic relationship between him and Pound beforehand, so he asked: "Why?"
Yuan Futu cupped his hands and said: "I am telling you, Lord Sect Master, that I did not violate the rules when I destroyed Pang De's Yuan Shen Hai, but it was a matter of course. That day in the back mountain, I was assassinated by Pang De and fell off the cliff. On that day, He had murderous intentions against me, and he also mastered the killing sword!"
Jian Twelve's eyes narrowed. If he wanted to practice killing swords, he must have murderous intent in his heart. Judging from Pang De's sword intent, his murderous intent was indeed vividly displayed in Yuan Futu. It was perfect. Since there were previous That story seems quite reasonable.
"These are all your one-sided words, is there any evidence?" Nangong Qiushui asked.
Yuan Futu snorted coldly and opened his palm. The green iron piece inside made Nangong Qiushui's expression change greatly.