"No, the sword energy has been consumed too much, I must leave."
After swinging two swords in succession, Li Fuchen's sword power was only 80% left.
In other words, one sword consumes 10% of his sword energy.
"die!"
Before leaving, Li Fuchen struck out with a full moon sword energy, sending the Sky-shattering Demon Saint flying backwards.
"Want to leave?"
Zhentian Demon Saint couldn't tell that Li Fuchen wanted to leave, so he forcibly stopped his flying body and quickly chased after him.
With Li Fuchen's strength, even if he was holding a supreme sword, it would take at least hundreds of swords to kill him. He didn't believe that Li Fuchen could swing hundreds of swords.
boom!
Whenever the Sky-shattering Demon Saint catches up, Li Fuchen will turn around and strike with his sword.
Seventy percent.
Sixty percent.
…
Thirty percent.
Soon, Li Fuchen only had 30% of his sword power left.
This is because he has been absorbing the spiritual energy from the top-quality spiritual stones. Otherwise, the sword essence would have been completely consumed long ago.
However, it takes time to absorb the spiritual energy from the best spiritual stones, and while escaping and absorbing the spiritual energy at the same time, the efficiency itself is greatly reduced.
Two percent.
One percent.
When the sword's essence was only 10%, Li Fuchen felt that his Dantian and meridians were empty, and he was "weak" like never before. At this time, it was difficult for him to even hold the sword, let alone swing it.
"I don't know if strength is useful."
Li Fuchen poured the power of the Hand of the Moon into the Sky-Slaying Sword.
The next moment, something unexpected happened to Li Fuchen.
The Heaven-Slaying Sword, which was infused with the power of the Hand of the Moon, not only did not lose its power, but also became much lighter. It was extremely easy to swing the sword.
Turning around, afterimages flashed across his arms, Li Fuchen swung three swords in succession. The three sword energy storms were superimposed on each other and struck the Sky-shattering Demon Saint.
The Sky-shattering Demon Saint vomited blood and retreated violently, feeling that the bones in his body were about to be severed.
"What's going on?"
The Sky-shattering Demon Saint was shocked and confused.
He had seen Li Fuchen's previous decline, but now he suddenly became brave, which made him wonder if it was Li Fuchen's plan.
"It seems that at the level of the Supreme Sword, there is no difference whether it is true energy or physical strength that provides energy."
As for the Sky Killing Sword, it is much lighter because of the rules of the stars. The Hand of the Moon contains the rules of the stars, and the Star Rules also contain the rules of gravity, which naturally makes the Sky Killing Sword easy and controllable.
As time passed, Li Fuchen's Moon Hand strength was reduced to only 10%. Fortunately, at this time, the sword's strength had returned to 30%.
On the other hand, Zhentian Demon Saint was exhausted and his breath was weak.
Although as a mid-level holy beast, his vitality was terrifying, but he still suffered some fundamental damage from the successive blows from the supreme sword.
This kind of damage to the source cannot be made up for by relying on vitality. To be precise, it cannot be made up for in a short time.
"I don't believe how long you can hold on."
The Sky-shattering Demon Saint would not give up before, let alone now.
At this moment, he wished he could skin Li Fuchen alive.
When the sword's essence was only 10%, the strength of the Hand of the Moon was restored to 20%.
When the hand of the moon's energy was consumed to 10%, the sword's energy was restored to 15%.
Li Fuchen's situation became precarious again.
After half a cup of tea, Li Fuchen's sword energy was finally exhausted, and the hand of the moon only had the power to make the final blow.
Seeing that he was almost at the end of his rope, Li Fuchen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhentian Demon Saint, who gave you the courage to pursue and kill me, the general elder of the Swordsmen Guild."
A cold sound penetrated from the void, and the next moment, the transparent sword light froze the void, and also froze the body of the Sky-shattering Demon Saint.
"Xuanming Sword Lord."
The face of Zhentian Demon Saint changed greatly, and his body shook, shattering the frozen void.
In his heyday, he might not have been a match for Xuanming Sword Lord, let alone now.
"Now that you're here, don't leave."
The figure of Xuan Ming Sword Lord sprang out from the void and swung his sword.
The body of the Sky-shattering Demon Saint was frozen again. He vomited blood, shattered the void, and roared: "Xuanming Sword Master, it was your human race who broke the rules first. Could it be that you want to provoke a war?"
Xuanming Sword Lord snorted coldly, "What kind of rules have you broken?"
The Zhentian Demon Saint pointed his finger at Li Fuchen, "As a Saint, you are not allowed to interfere in the low-level struggle between the two clans. But what's the rule?"
"It's a rule."
"Since it's a rule, why don't you protect this person?"
Hearing this, Xuanming Sword Lord sneered, "Who told you that he is a Saint Lord."
"Do you think I am a three-year-old child? If I am not a holy king, how can I easily injure several low-level demon saints and one mid-level demon saint from my demon clan?" Previously, Li Fuchen was able to severely injure the four major demons without relying on the supreme sword.
Saint, his own strength is obviously at or close to the level of an intermediate Saint King. If he says that Li Fuchen is not a Saint King, he doesn't believe it.
"That only shows that your demon clan is relatively weak, and he is indeed not a holy king."
Xuanming Sword Lord was also surprised as to why Li Fuchen was so strong, but he was certain that Li Fuchen was definitely not a saint.
"Xuanming Sword Master, you are deliberately trying to protect him. I have nothing to say. I hope you can bear the consequences today."
The Sky-shattering Demon Saint made threats.
"Think about yourself first! Xuan Ming's murderous intention."
The Xuanming Sword Master struck at the Sky-shattering Demon Saint with one move of the Xuanming Sword Technique.
"Asshole, damn it."
The Sky-shattering Demon Saint couldn't run away even if he wanted to. The void around him froze from time to time, and transparent sword marks were engraved on his body.
"Xuanming Sword Lord, you broke the rules."
At this moment, a huge black dragon claw struck, tearing the void and destroying the power of Xuanming Sword Lord's sword.
"Dark Dragon Lord!"
Xuanming Sword Master's face was extremely solemn.
The Dark Dragon Lord is a mid-level holy beast black dragon. The key is that the opponent's realm is higher than that of the Sky-shattering Demon Saint. He has reached the high-level Demon Saint level. He is absolutely no match for him. Only the top-level Saint Lord can fight with him.
.
"Leave an arm and you can leave."
The void turned pitch black at some point, and a huge black dragon head appeared in the dark whirlpool.
"Dark Dragon Lord, you are bullying our Swordsmen Guild."
Xuan Ming Sword Jun Dao.
"It doesn't matter if you bully me. Those who dare to break the rules will have to pay the price."
"What if I say that he is not a holy king?"
"I said he is, if he dares to be verbose, just stay!"
The Dark Dragon Lord said impatiently.
"So majestic, you are worthy of being the Dark Dragon Lord. Come on, come on, I, the Wanxiang Sword Master, want to know how majestic you are, the Dark Dragon Lord, and whether you live up to your name." A mocking voice came from afar.
Li Fuchen looked over, and saw everything in the void, and a long-bearded swordsman walked out.
Xuanming Sword Master introduced: "Li Fuchen, Wanxiang Sword Master is the guardian elder of our swordsmen guild headquarters. His cultivation has reached the level of a high-level saint king."
There are seven swordsmen guild headquarters in the dark blue plane. Each swordsman guild headquarters will have a guardian elder. After the guardian elder, it is their turn to be senior elders, and then there are the ordinary elders.
"Wanxiang, it was you, the human race, who broke the rules first. You can't blame me."
The Dark Dragon Lord narrowed his eyes.
The Wanxiang Sword Master pointed at the Dark Dragon Lord, "You demon clan really likes to tell lies with your eyes open. You can tell with any of your eyes that he is the Holy Lord."
"With his strength, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a saint!"
"No, no, yes, where does all this nonsense come from? Come on, let's practice first and see if you, Dark Dragon Lord, have made any progress in these years." The Wanxiang Sword Master's long sword came together, and countless sword lights rushed in.
The void strangles towards the Dark Dragon Lord.
"You crazy person."
The Dark Dragon Lord was extremely angry and slapped him with his claws.
During the fierce battle between the two, more and more demon saints and human saints rushed over.
After all, the rules and regulations triggered by a battle at this level can spread throughout less than half of the Holy Spirit Continent.