Chapter 200 Kill the ancient demon and sacrifice your flesh and blood for my lord
"Buzz!..."
At that moment the arm stretched out from the blood pool.
Ripples of spiritual power spread out from that huge arm like ripples, pushing away Amon's condensed sword power in just an instant.
"Zheng!"
Seeing this situation, Amon did not panic, but proudly pushed forward the palm with the sword finger raised.
"boom!"
When the two forces collided, the strong wind stirred up, like a sickle, kept flying over the blood pool.
"Zheng!"
There was only a stalemate for a moment, and as another sword sound sounded, the palm of the huge blue-gray hand was scratched by Amon's long sword.
Immediately, Amon's sword force poured down again, pressing the palm of the giant hand back into the blood pool little by little.
The demon cultivator behind the giant hand was shocked and angry when he saw this.
They didn't expect that Amon's sword would be so powerful.
Then I heard a demon yelling:
"If you offer your flesh and blood, you can live forever in my Lord's body. Why are you hesitating?!"
"We are willing to sacrifice our flesh and blood for our Lord!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon cultivator in front of him, with zealous eyes, blew himself up one after another and sank into the pool of blood below.
"boom!"
As more than a dozen demon cultivators sank into the blood pool, the demonic energy suddenly rose from the huge blue-grey arm. The arm that was about to retreat into the blood pool under the pressure of Amon's sword slowly began to grow again.
.
At the same time, a huge amount of demonic energy began to gather at the tip of the index finger of that palm.
Finally, this huge demonic energy gathered into a green willow leaf at his fingertips.
"call!……"
A strong gust of wind blew, and the green willow leaf flew out from the index finger of the magic hand, flying straight towards Amon's flying sword, Kuchiki.
Finally, the willow leaf hit the tip of Kuchiki's sword.
"Bang!" In the loud noise, the seemingly weak willow leaves actually hit the rotten wood and trembled, and the sword power that had been accumulated for a long time was shattered in an instant.
"Bang!" The moment the sword power shattered, Amon flew out, grabbed the hilt of the rotten wood with his hand, and then slashed hard on the willow leaf with his sword.
"Boom!" Amidst the explosive sound, the willow leaf was split in half by Amon's sword.
Immediately, Amon raised his sword again and used all his strength to regain the power of the sword. Then the sword was as powerful as the sea, and he slashed hard at the huge blue-gray demonic hand.
And the moment Amon slashed out with his sword, the giant blue-grey hand suddenly brought its index finger and middle finger together to form a sword-like shape.
The moment the two fingers came together, a majestic sword energy aroused the power of heaven and earth, turning into a willow leaf-shaped sword energy, heading straight towards Amon's sword.
"Boom!" The two swords collided. Amon's sword power collapsed almost instantly, and his figure flew straight backwards, hitting the Jade Bone Grassland like a cannonball.
And that willow-leaf-shaped sword energy is just missing a corner.
After a slight pause, the willow leaf-shaped sword energy then chased Amon again, seemingly determined not to stop until he killed Amon.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Amon fell heavily into the Jade Bone Grass.
"Just a sword energy from the remnant body of the ancient demon has such power. There is indeed no end to a sword. It's a pity that my sword journey, Amon, will stop here today."
Looking at the willow-leaf-shaped sword energy that was stabbing him, there was no panic or fear on Amon's face, only deep regret.
"That's all, although it would be better to die by Su Chan's sword, but if I can die by the sword of an ancient demon, I, Amon, have come to this world in vain."
Amon suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then looked directly at the willow leaf-shaped sword air path that was falling rapidly in the air.
"call!……"
At this moment, another strange gust of wind blew across the grassland, and then Amon saw with a look of astonishment that the Jade Bone Grass beside him seemed to have come to life.
, suddenly all made the same move.
Even though this action looks very crude, as a swordsman who has practiced swords all his life, he can still recognize it at a glance——
"Draw your sword."
All these jade bone grasses are drawing their swords together.
A blade of grass is drawing a sword.
This thought inexplicably made Amon's scalp feel numb.
And then, something even more surprising happened to him.
One after another sword intent, one after another that is not inferior to his Canghai Sword Intention, is growing out of the Jade Bone Grass beside him.
Ten ways, a hundred ways, a thousand ways...
Amon's face froze there. He had even forgotten that death was right in front of him, and only these thousands of terrifying sword intentions remained in his heart.
"Zheng!——"
And as a mighty sword roar sounded, thousands of sword energy shot out from the grass around him like arrows off the string.
There was a loud noise of "Boom!"
The stunned Amon only saw the willow leaf-shaped sword energy, which shattered under the bombardment of thousands of sword energy.
At the same time, the jade bone grass rose from the ground beside him, and under the leadership of a young figure, charged towards the monster in the blood pool.
In a daze, Amon felt that what he saw was not some grass, but a demon-slaying monk who was famous for being fierce and not afraid of death.
"That legend... is actually true?!"
Amon suddenly remembered that ridiculous legend.
He endured the severe pain in his body and sat up from the ground, trying hard to look in the direction of the blood pool.
Then he saw that the Jade Bone Grass began to rush into the blood pool desperately, killing the giant hand in the blood pool.
Gradually, each jade bone grass began to change into a human form in Amon's eyes. He was taller, shorter, older, younger, with different stature, appearance, and even the swordsmanship he used.
The only thing they have in common is their fearlessness in facing that monster.
When someone falls in front, someone from behind immediately takes over without hesitation.
At this moment, Amon no longer doubted the legend.
"it is true."
"The rumors that countless monks went there and died on this land in order to seal the demon god are true." "Buzz!..."
At that moment the arm stretched out from the blood pool.
Ripples of spiritual power spread out from that huge arm like ripples, pushing away Amon's condensed sword power in just an instant.
"Zheng!"
Seeing this situation, Amon did not panic, but proudly pushed forward the palm with the sword finger raised.
"boom!"
When the two forces collided, the strong wind stirred up, like a sickle, kept flying over the blood pool.
"Zheng!"
There was only a stalemate for a moment, and as another sword sound sounded, the palm of the huge blue-gray hand was scratched by Amon's long sword.
Immediately, Amon's sword force poured down again, pressing the palm of the giant hand back into the blood pool little by little.
The demon cultivator behind the giant hand was shocked and angry when he saw this.
They didn't expect that Amon's sword would be so powerful.
Then I heard a demon yelling:
"If you offer your flesh and blood, you can live forever in my Lord's body. Why are you hesitating?!"
"We are willing to sacrifice our flesh and blood for our Lord!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon cultivator in front of him, with zealous eyes, blew himself up one after another and sank into the pool of blood below.
"boom!"
As more than a dozen demon cultivators sank into the blood pool, the demonic energy suddenly rose from the huge blue-grey arm. The arm that was about to retreat into the blood pool under the pressure of Amon's sword slowly began to grow again.
.
At the same time, a huge amount of demonic energy began to gather at the tip of the index finger of that palm.
Finally, this huge demonic energy gathered into a green willow leaf at his fingertips.
"call!……"
A strong gust of wind blew, and the green willow leaf flew out from the index finger of the magic hand, flying straight towards Amon's flying sword, Kuchiki.
Finally, the willow leaf hit the tip of Kuchiki's sword.
"Bang!" In the loud noise, the seemingly weak willow leaves actually hit the rotten wood and trembled, and the sword power that had been accumulated for a long time was shattered in an instant.
"Bang!" The moment the sword power shattered, Amon flew out, grabbed the hilt of the rotten wood with his hand, and then slashed hard on the willow leaf with his sword.
"Boom!" Amidst the explosive sound, the willow leaf was split in half by Amon's sword.
Immediately, Amon raised his sword again and used all his strength to regain the power of the sword. Then the sword was as powerful as the sea, and he slashed hard at the huge blue-gray demonic hand.
And the moment Amon slashed out with his sword, the giant blue-grey hand suddenly brought its index finger and middle finger together to form a sword-like shape.
The moment the two fingers came together, a majestic sword energy aroused the power of heaven and earth, turning into a willow leaf-shaped sword energy, heading straight towards Amon's sword.
"Boom!" The two swords collided. Amon's sword power collapsed almost instantly, and his figure flew straight backwards, hitting the Jade Bone Grassland like a cannonball.
And that willow-leaf-shaped sword energy is just missing a corner.
After a slight pause, the willow leaf-shaped sword energy then chased Amon again, seemingly determined not to stop until he killed Amon.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Amon fell heavily into the Jade Bone Grass.
"Just a sword energy from the remnant body of the ancient demon has such power. There is indeed no end to a sword. It's a pity that my sword journey, Amon, will stop here today."
Looking at the willow-leaf-shaped sword energy that was stabbing him, there was no panic or fear on Amon's face, only deep regret.
"That's all, although it would be better to die by Su Chan's sword, but if I can die by the sword of an ancient demon, I, Amon, have come to this world in vain."
Amon suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then looked directly at the willow leaf-shaped sword air path that was falling rapidly in the air.
"call!……"
At this moment, another strange gust of wind blew across the grassland, and then Amon saw with a look of astonishment that the Jade Bone Grass beside him seemed to have come to life.
, suddenly all made the same move.
Even though this action looks very crude, as a swordsman who has practiced swords all his life, he can still recognize it at a glance——
"Draw your sword."
All these jade bone grasses are drawing their swords together.
A blade of grass is drawing a sword.
This thought inexplicably made Amon's scalp feel numb.
And then, something even more surprising happened to him.
One after another sword intent, one after another that is not inferior to his Canghai Sword Intention, is growing out of the Jade Bone Grass beside him.
Ten ways, a hundred ways, a thousand ways...
Amon's face froze there. He had even forgotten that death was right in front of him, and only these thousands of terrifying sword intentions remained in his heart.
"Zheng!——"
And as a mighty sword roar sounded, thousands of sword energy shot out from the grass around him like arrows off the string.
There was a loud noise of "Boom!"
The stunned Amon only saw the willow leaf-shaped sword energy, which shattered under the bombardment of thousands of sword energy.
At the same time, the jade bone grass rose from the ground beside him, and under the leadership of a young figure, charged towards the monster in the blood pool.
In a daze, Amon felt that what he saw was not some grass, but a demon-slaying monk who was famous for being fierce and not afraid of death.
"That legend... is actually true?!"
Amon suddenly remembered that ridiculous legend.
He endured the severe pain in his body and sat up from the ground, trying hard to look in the direction of the blood pool.
Then he saw that the Jade Bone Grass began to rush into the blood pool desperately, killing the giant hand in the blood pool.
Gradually, each jade bone grass began to change into a human form in Amon's eyes. He was taller, shorter, older, younger, with different stature, appearance, and even the swordsmanship he used.
The only thing they have in common is their fearlessness in facing that monster.
When someone falls in front, someone from behind immediately takes over without hesitation.
At this moment, Amon no longer doubted the legend.
"it is true."
"The rumors that countless monks went there and died on this land in order to seal the demon god are true."