The Raging Sword Overwhelms the World is the fourth level in the "Tianxuan Sword Art", and its power is far greater than that of the killing sword.
Facing this raging sword intent, Shen Wuyu was filled with dragon energy, forming a cyan barrier in front of him, like an invisible wall.
The next moment, the bloody sword light touched the cyan barrier, and the front section suddenly exploded, like a bloody flower blooming in the sky.
And above the dragon energy, countless extremely deep black lines instantly appeared, spreading at a crazy speed.
Shen Wuyu was almost crazy and seemed to have lost his mind a long time ago. The last thing he wanted to see was Genzo dying in front of him.
The hand of Jian Twelve held the Wang Sword steadily and powerfully.
"Stop!" Genzo's voice was squeezed out from his tight throat, appearing high-pitched and hoarse.
Jian Twelve turned his head sideways and said with a deep smile: "Don't worry, you won't be lonely on the road to Huangquan."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud click, and the cyan barrier made of dragon energy was completely shattered, turning into pieces of material similar to glass shards.
However, this angry sword did not stop, it shot directly into the giant mouth of the ancestor dragon, penetrated instantly, and burst out from behind the head, carrying the cracked flesh and blood.
"Old Shen!" Genzo roared with all his strength, his whole body was trembling, and he looked at this scene with an expression of disbelief.
Although Shen Wuyu transformed into an ancestral dragon with the help of an immortal weapon, he was not the body of a real ancestral dragon after all. When the sword light of the angry sword disappeared, an unusually harsh roar came out of its mouth, and the dragon energy around it quickly faded, and the entire dragon My body gradually became illusory.
Jian Twelve stared at the slightly rickety figure through the large thick green mist.
Shen Wuyu regained his body, but there was a shocking wound on his chest, which seemed to have been penetrated by a sword, showing a fist-sized, bloody passage.
He shook his body, stood unsteadily and fell to the top of the Tongtian Sword Tower. He smashed the tiles above and coughed violently. His whole body was stained with blood, and the cold rain flowed down.
Jian Twelve raised his head and laughed wildly, "So what if it's an immortal weapon? Under my king sword, it's not just rubbish."
Shen Wuyu's aura became weaker and weaker. He saw that the blue scales on his body were peeling off piece by piece. The scales were mottled with cracks and dull, and the dragon energy condensed inside was also rapidly passing away. Only then did he understand. , it turns out that this fairy weapon has been completely damaged.
"I lost."
Shen Wuyu said these three words reluctantly. He had been planning for so long and had considered almost every aspect, why the final result was like this.
Wrong, he left out a person and a sword.
The man is Yuan Futu, and the sword is Wang Jian.
If Yuan Futu had not appeared in time, I am afraid that Jian Twelve would have died in his own hands when he broke through; if it had not been for Wang Jian, he would have been the one who fell now.
But even if I regret it in every possible way, it is of no use now.
"The immortal weapon is fused with my flesh and blood, and is now damaged. I will have the same life soon, but I hope you let Genzo go. He is just doing things for me, and his crime will not lead to death." Shen Wuyu said, and blood flowed from it. The corners of his mouth drooled.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Ken Twelve's mouth, which was sure to win, and he did not speak. He just turned his head and looked at Genzo with his eyes as dark as night.
From those eyes, Genzo did not see himself, but he felt a strong sense of fear for no reason, making his whole body tremble like chaff, and a cold breath extended along his back.
The next moment, a trace of pure black smoke appeared on his body, and there was more and more smoke, and it gradually became thicker.
"You...ah!!!"
In an instant, a power of refining and filth swept through his body. Genzo felt that all his meridians, bones and flesh were being burned by the fire. This kind of pain hit his head, making him roar hoarsely, and his body was in black. Under the envelope of smoke, it was gradually corroded, turning into droplets of decaying liquid that fell down along with a few strands of ice rain.
Bang!
Genzo's head was completely exploded by the power of the real demon, killing the law enforcer.
Shen Wuyu's face showed a look of sorrow, as if he had already guessed that Jian Twelve would do this, so he did not roar like a madman, but lay helplessly on the broken tiles, looking at the gray eyes with his cloudy eyes. Tianji said calmly: "That's fine... I won't be lonely on the road to Huangquan."
When Jian Twelve arrived at the top of the tower, he found that Shen Wuyu had died, with peeled off ancestral dragon scales scattered around him.
Jian Twelve stood on the top of the tower, looking down at everything in the world. He felt that he had stepped on the top of the world. No strong man could restrain him. After a while, he would absorb Yuan Futu's Chaos Spiritual Treasure and he would no longer be able to use it. How long will it take for Tianxuan Sword Sect to surpass Yishan Temple and become the only supreme sect in the imperial world?
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The secret realm of Sword Tomb.
I don't know when, Yuan Futu has gradually recovered his strength. He is sitting cross-legged in the center of the secret realm. All the spiritual treasures are suspended around him with him as the center. The chaotic airflow binds them like chains, absorbing the energy contained in them. The powerful essence inside.
In his mind, the past and valuable experiences of the predecessors of the Sword Sect are still emerging, which have benefited Yuan Futu a lot. If there is enough time for him to digest, then whether it is practicing sword techniques, casting spiritual treasures or formations, Your legal cultivation will be greatly improved.
This precious wealth can be seen with the eyes of reincarnation, so only he can obtain it.
Yuan Futu opened his eyes, and the purple petals imprinted on the red pupils became brighter and brighter. There were four in total, almost filling the entire pupil.
However, at this moment, the petals gradually gathered and blended, eventually forming an extremely unique pattern, like a purple magatama slowly flowing in the center of the pupil.
"The second realm?"
The memory fragments in Yuan Futu's mind became brighter again. In his consciousness, he discovered that the Eye of Samsara has three realms. The first realm is "undead", the second realm is "Shura", and the third realm is For "reincarnation".
Now, as the brand inside changes, Yuan Futu clearly realizes that the Eye of Samsara has reached the second realm, which is the Shura Eye.
Before going to the world of turbidity, all four petals of the Eye of Samsara had been evolved, and it seemed that it had reached the peak of the Shura Eye. But now, with the continuous blessing of the power of those spiritual treasures, the Eye of Samsara seems to have finally been completed. The first stage of transformation is to reach the realm of Shura Eye.