Chapter seven hundred and fifty first pressing step by step
With a flick of the sword, the ghost-faced Shura rose into the air and slashed eighteen times at Sun Xu in one breath.
The shrill sounds continued to gather together, like a fierce ghost wailing. The sound spread throughout half of Lincheng. Countless people were holding their heads and struggling on the ground.
Some people kept banging their heads against the wall to barely relieve their pain.
The ordinary people who were watching had their souls destroyed and fell to the ground. Some were shocked to the point of bleeding, but they were unable to control themselves.
Fear continued to spread in everyone's heart and was constantly amplified. These people seemed to be able to see a bloody ghost in front of them, rushing towards him, eating his flesh and drinking his blood.
Even the monks blocked their ears and used various methods to reduce the sounds they heard.
There were quite a few people who could act as if nothing had happened. When the city guards who were hiding nearby were gathered together, they naturally had an aura that belonged to soldiers. Ghosts and monsters rarely affected them.
The rest are the masters from Lincheng and strong men like Qi Jiuzhong and Fu Danggui.
On Xiaoxiao's forehead, a faint rune flashed like a nearly transparent tattoo, automatically protecting her, and the little girl knew nothing about it.
She didn't even know what happened. It seemed that many people were nervous and many were injured.
But no one attacks them?
The eighteen sword lights were completely fused together. In the eyes of other monks, they were just a blood-colored sword light that was more than a hundred meters long.
In Sun Xu's eyes, he could clearly see that there were bloody sword lights in all directions. No matter where he looked, he saw the same sword light.
The weaker monks were too close. Just by glancing at him, his eyes turned blood-colored, and then blood gushed out, and his eyes turned into bloody holes.
His eyes were already filled with blood, his eyeballs were directly destroyed, and his whole body was plunged into darkness.
There were also some people who rushed towards Sun Xu uncontrollably and didn't care at all. Their weak strength couldn't even be used as cannon fodder in a struggle of this level.
The blood-colored sword light cut down layer by layer. All those who rushed over were killed by the blood-colored sword light without even getting close to Sun Xu. Their skin, bones, flesh, and hair directly turned into blood, which slowly flowed on the ground.
, the target is clearly in the direction of Sun Xu.
People fell down one by one, and streams of blood were like a bloody net, quietly surrounding Sun Xu.
In Sun Xu's sight, faint shadows were peeled off from the fallen monks one by one, mixed into the blood mist, and became more and more crazy.
They rushed towards him with their teeth and claws open, and a bone-chilling aura came from these ghosts, which no longer belonged to the category of normal creatures.
Keep your mind steady and have a perfect state of mind, which will show great power at this time.
Although Sun Xu's bloodline was affected by the blood mist, his mood was very peaceful and his eyes were clear without any abnormalities.
One hand was raised and suddenly pressed forward.
Fear, the biggest fear in the whole world is loneliness, and nothing can be more lonely than the old age of Tianhuangdi. The Huangtian Palm directly merged into the void, and the huge palm print was slapped on the sword light.
With a loud bang, the ghost that rushed towards Sun Xu disappeared without a trace, and the sword light was also shot away.
Sun Xu raised his hand and looked at his palm. There was a ten centimeter blood mark on it. The injury was not serious. It barely scratched the surface of his palm, and a few drops of blood dripped on the ground.
At this moment, the blood net surrounding Sun Xu suddenly began to burn. The black flames, accompanied by the blood-colored smoke, brought not heat, but a chill that could freeze people.
His soul was slightly stagnant. Sun Xu looked at his palms. There was already a thin layer of cold mist in his palms, and his palms began to become stiff.
It seemed that black flames were burning at the wound, and I had to admit that there were a few brushes.
If it were other people, even monks who were also in the Mortal Realm, it would be difficult for them to resist such an attack. Sun Xu's current performance was really beyond most people's expectations.
Ghost Faced Shura himself couldn't figure it out. Could it be that the current monks in the integration stage were already so powerful?
The true energy was running wildly, trying to get rid of the coldness from the body, but it had no effect. Instead, the true energy was running and began to stagnate.
Shaking his head, the blood dragon hiding in Yuan Hai seemed to feel threatened and suddenly opened his mouth and roared.
Sun Xu's shawl black hair danced in the back of his head without any wind. A faint blood glow appeared in his eyes, and the chill on his body was instantly driven away.
A blood-colored scale appeared between his eyebrows. If anyone saw it, they would probably suspect that Sun Xu had transformed into some kind of monster.
Of course, the power of a demonic beast that can transform is definitely not comparable to that of a monk in the Mortal Transformation Realm. If a demonic beast in the Mortal Transformation Realm appears, everyone in Tianlin County will need to hide and wait until it has wreaked enough havoc before they dare to
come out.
Sun Xu still has a long way to go before he can achieve such power.
The burning blood and fire blocked his sight, and it was difficult for his spiritual consciousness to extend when it touched the blood and fire, so Sun Xu gave up this plan.
He couldn't see anyone else, and naturally others couldn't see him. The only ones who could observe Sun Xu now were Qi Jiuzhong and Fu Danggui, besides Ghost Face Shura himself.
With a thought, the sword box was opened again, and swords from all directions came out, setting up a sword formation around Sun Xu, but this time, the sword's edge was facing outward.
The thunder halberd appeared in his palm. Now that Sun Xu had not yet practiced the thunder system, he could only rely on the power of the short halberd, but it was enough to deal with such a situation.
The soul sank into the Thunder Halberd, temporarily taking the place of the weapon spirit. At this moment, the Thunder Halberd and the Shifang Sword Formation merged into one.
The power of thunder poured directly into the ten swords. The ten swords, which had no attributes in the first place, began to vibrate, and the three or four meter long sword light continued to spit out.
In the sword light, you can clearly see wisps of light golden thunder.
Ghost-faced Shura naturally would not tolerate Sun Xu calmly trying to find a way to deal with it. Taking advantage of the blood and fire formation, he trapped Sun Xu inside. His body kept flashing in the air, and afterimages surrounded Sun Xu.
As the sword in his palm slashed down, countless afterimages also followed, and there was another sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The rotating knife light, like a knife wheel, appeared in front of Sun Xu. (To be continued)