It started with a golden breeze and drizzle, the poster shocked the world with one strike Chapter 1047: Seeing the True Self with One Sword, Extreme Demon, Hell Knife
Chapter 1047: Seeing the True Self with One Sword, Extreme Demon, Hell Knife
See the black sword curtain fall.
Master Tianjing's eyes were like water, and all the energy and energy in his body burst out, forming a shocking sword intent.
"Zhenwu Kendo, you can see your true self with one sword!"
Master Tianjing gave a low drink.
The sword in his hand was raised.
Then the sword was slashed out, and a bright sword light burst out, accompanied by a deep sound.
The sound vibrated loudly, like a giant whispering.
This whisper made the sword in Master Tianjing's hand tremble slightly, as if it was resonating.
The changes in the sword light shook the mind, and the sword rain was as bright as the morning glow, illuminating the black mist of the sky and earth like daylight, making it extremely dazzling.
Yang Xu, who had not yet left, couldn't help but take a breath when he saw this sword.
The power of this sword was so powerful that he could not comprehend it at all.
This sword made him feel suffocated.
The sword radiance was too strong and terrifying, making him feel like he was being killed by a sword.
"Why, even though the strength has been suppressed, why is the sword energy still so terrifying?"
Yang Xu thought in his heart.
And in his eyes, the bright sword light collided with the black sword light.
The world seemed to suddenly become extinguished.
"Your sword is so brilliant!"
Sikong Bulao said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, the bright sword light swept towards him.
"It's just a pity!"
As he finished speaking, the bright sword light seemed to be suppressed by a heavy gravity and began to collapse, unable to reach Sikong Bulao.
"Yeah?"
"How do you feel about my sword?"
After the bright sword light disappeared, a deep voice came out in front of Sikong Bulao.
A very dull sword light appeared.
But when he saw the sword light, Sikong Bulao's eyes changed drastically.
His eyes became extremely solemn.
Because there were changes around him, Master Tianjing's figure appeared around him, it was an image, not a real person.
"This is the real sword move that allows you to see your true self with one sword!"
Sikong Bu Lao looked at Master Tianjing's shadow and said.
"yes!"
"After the dazzling youth, there is the true self, which is also the essence of this sword."
"Even if my strength is now suppressed by Hai Zhongshen, I still have a trace of the power of the domain!"
"This sword is driven by the power of my mind!"
When Master Tianjing spoke, his entire figure turned into light and shadow, and he slashed out with a sword.
Outside.
What everyone saw was Master Tianjing slashing out with his sword.
There is no sword energy above the sword light.
But everyone felt an extremely heavy pressure.
"So what if you see your true self! With my sword, everything will be destroyed!"
"kill!!"
An extremely strong murderous aura came out along with Sikong Bulao's voice.
At this moment, Sikong Bu Lao's figure began to transform into a demonic shadow. The aura emanating from his body made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the blood in his whole body was about to freeze.
"die!"
"Extreme Demon, Hell Knife!"
Sikong Bulao's eyes blazed with a frightening ferocious light, he was vicious, cruel, and inhumane, and he killed with one strike.
The sword intent with great terror and evil aura completely erupted, the sky seemed to darken, and blood poured out from the soles of the feet. The cold and ruthless sword intent would pull people into hell and drown them completely.
This moment!!
The hearts of those watching the battle felt as if they were being stared at with ruthless eyes by a terrifying demon from hell!
It makes people fall into a purgatory full of coldness and without any emotion.
The slightest movement of mind may lead to complete collapse!
This sword is like a demon, and its meaning is like hell!
The light of the sword collided with the light of the sword.
Shattered at the same time.
Only this time, Master Tianjing was knocked back by the terrifying sword intent, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a visible bone mark appeared on his body.
As for Sikong Bu Lao, he only took three steps back.
But there was also a sword mark on his chest.
Blood kept pouring out.
Feel the pain in your chest.
"Master Tianjing, your sword is very powerful. If your strength hadn't been suppressed, I'm afraid this sword could have penetrated my body!"
"Too bad not! As long as you don't kill me with one blow, these injuries are useless to me!"
Sikong Bulao said coldly.
As he spoke, the blood-flowing sword marks on his body quickly condensed into scars, leaving only one sword mark. It could be seen that a sword had cut it open just now.
"With your injuries and strength, it's almost impossible to unleash that sword strike just now!"
"If I swallow your flesh and blood today, my strength will definitely take a small step forward!"
"Yang Xu, leave this to me. You go and deal with Mu Qingxuan and the others. Don't let me down. I'm very optimistic about you!"
Sikong Bulao looked at Yang Xu and said.
Yang Xu nodded.
He wants to kill Mu Qingxuan and Yu Peiyu.
now
in one place.
Among the several figures in black robes, Mu Qingxuan's eyes were sharp. The long sword in her hand was unusually scarlet, and on it was a blood-red rune, which seemed to be quietly melted away by the blood.
Buzz!
A sound of sword chanting resounded throughout the sky
The sword moved, and a dazzling bloody light erupted. Immediately, a blood-red sword light suddenly rushed out and attacked the people in black robes around it.
The man in black robe was instantly enveloped by the sword light.
Then the body split into two.
Mu Qingxuan's bloodline is the bloodline of swordsmanship.
This is also the reason why she has a special talent for kendo.
After the sword light, the scene became somewhat quiet.
boom!
Suddenly, a figure shot out from under Mu Qingxuan's feet.
The visitor's palms were red and his speed was extremely fast.
Mu Qingxuan, who had just drawn her sword, had no time to resist, so she could only instinctively draw her sword to resist.
Bang!
The body was knocked backwards and flew out.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood spurted out,
The long sword in his hand supported the ground to stabilize his body.
"As expected of someone who came down from the Heavenly Gate, his strength is extraordinary. What a pity!"
"You're still close!"
The person who appeared looked at Mu Qingxuan with a cold expression.
Of course, although the attack was successful, the attacker did not strike again.
Mu Qingxuan is a person above Tianmen. He doesn't know if the opponent has any other trump cards.
now
Yu Peiyu moved and appeared next to Mu Qingxuan. She checked Mu Qingxuan's injuries and her eyes focused.
Although Mu Qingxuan vomited blood from the corner of her mouth, her injuries were not serious.
Because she has armor on her body.
"I'm fine, but the situation is not optimistic now. I'm afraid we need to find an opportunity to leave through Tianmen!"
Mu Qingxuan looked at Yu Peiyu and said.
"Can't you leave and go to Tianmen again?"
Yu Peiyu heard this and said in a deep voice.
The situation here is very bad now, and stronger masters will appear soon, so he wants to take Mu Qingxuan away.
"There are coordinates here. We can directly enter the Zhenwu Temple above the Ditian Gate. If we go to other places, we don't know where we will be?"
Mu Qingxuan said.
"call!"
At this moment, a figure came quickly.
It was Yang Xu. He fell down and looked at Yu Peiyu and Mu Qingxuan.
"Uncle Master!"
When some disciples of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple saw Yang Xu, their faces showed joy and they shouted towards Yang Xu.
But what greeted him was Yang Xu's bloody palm.
In the blink of an eye, he shot out his palm, hitting several people in a row.
All the blood from these people was sucked into his palm.
"Uncle Master, you!"
Some people looked at Yang Xu in horror.
"See His Majesty!"
The man in black robe who had previously wounded Mu Qingxuan saluted Yang Xu.