Looking at the killing sword that was thrown away, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, but he was a little surprised that the spiritual will of this generation of sect leaders was so powerful. Once this spiritual will was released, it could actually exert such terrifying power as the Xiaoyao Sword.
And Zhuo Wen couldn't help but think about the divine thoughts contained in the killing sword, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back.
At first, the blood-clothed monk's spiritual thoughts were not released, but were contained in the knife to attack Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen knew that if the blood-clothed monk's spiritual thoughts were released, Zhuo Wen might have been dead at that time.
After all, just relying on the divine thoughts contained in the sword, the killing sword was able to exert such powerful power that Zhuo Wen nearly died from exhaustion. If the divine thoughts were released, Zhuo Wen might not be able to survive a single move.
"But the spiritual mind should have been taken away by Xiao Hei. I don't know if it was really erased as it said." Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and murmured to himself.
Buzz!
The ferocity of the killing sword was far beyond the expectations of that generation of sect master Xu Ying. The flying sword buzzed and flew out again without fear of death. The terrifying killing energy surged out, threatening
Wrapped in the aura of killing gods when meeting gods and killing Buddhas when meeting Buddha, he chopped it off again.
Clang clang clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing kept resounding, and the killing breaking sword collided with the Xiaoyao Sword again and again. Over the entire Xiaoyao Gate, lightning and thunder, with overwhelming power, and a doomsday-like scene were constantly being staged in the sky.
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect frowned slightly. Although the Killing Breaking Sword was at an absolute disadvantage in the collision between the two, the Xiaoyao Sword did not completely defeat it. Instead, they were in a stalemate. This situation made the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect feel...
Something is wrong.
Although he has never seen a mid-level imperial weapon, a mid-level imperial weapon that cannot exert its full power is unlikely to be the opponent of a low-level imperial weapon with full power.
But now, the Xiaoyao Sword, which is fully powerful, has been unable to take down the Killing Breaking Knife. The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect has suddenly become a little confused. Is this really the power that a mid-level imperial weapon can exert?
"cut!"
The shadow of the first-generation sect leader shouted loudly, holding the Xiaoyao Sword and slashing out in front of him. A huge crescent-shaped sword light surged out from the crack in the void, slashed out horizontally, and slashed straight towards the killing Jie-breaking Sword.
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Clang clang clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly rose, and the crescent-shaped sword light arrived as expected, hitting the Killing Breaking Knife heavily, and then the whole space seemed to be stagnant. The Killing Breaking Knife actually flew out directly, and on the surface
His blood energy actually started to become a little dim.
Looking at this scene, Xiaoyao Sect Master showed a look of ecstasy on his face. As long as he broke through the defense of the killing sword, Zhuo Wen would definitely die.
"Pursue while you are victorious! Kill."
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect gave a loud shout, and the sect leader of that generation nodded, stepped on the sole of his foot, and instantly came to the front of the Killing Breaking Sword as if shrinking to an inch. The Xiaoyao Sword slashed out from bottom to top, hitting the Killing Breaking Sword hard.
On the blade of the knife, a few sparks rose up, like dots of stars in the starry sky.
Whoosh!
The Killing Broken Ring Knife was actually blown away by this slash, and the light on its surface became even dimmer, as if it was about to be annihilated at any moment.
"Kill this boy!"
The joy on the face of the Xiaoyao Sect Master became more and more intense. He pointed his right hand and shouted loudly. The first generation Sect Master naturally obeyed his words and slashed down with the Xiaoyao Sword from top to bottom.
This spiritual thought of a generation of sect masters was originally set to obey the previous sect masters of Xiaoyao Sect, so he unconditionally obeyed the orders of Xiaoyao Sect masters.
"That kid is dead."
The Xiaoyao Sword fell from the sky, and this scene was firmly imprinted in the eyes of everyone in the square. The power of this sword was terrifying. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed inch by inch, shattering like glass.
Even the master of the Xiaoyao Sect, who is at the peak of Tianzun, will only fall in the face of this sword. Although Zhuo Wen's combat power is indeed extraordinary, this sword is too terrifying. Zhuo Wen's combat power is terrifying, and it is difficult to resist it.
Hold on to the power of this sword.
However, Zhuo Wen's eyes were still dull. He raised his head slightly and stared at the Xiaoyao Sword that was getting closer and closer. The roaring sword sound was like thousands of thunders, constantly ringing in his ears. The wild wind rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
That crazy bloody hair.
"It seems that we still have to hold the Killing Breaking Sword to break the divine will of the Xiaoyao Sword?"
Zhuo Wen sighed softly, his face neither sad nor happy. With a move of his right hand, the killing sword that was thrown away flew backwards and was held in the palm of Zhuo Wen's hand.
boom!
The moment Zhuo Wen held the Killing Breaking Knife, the originally dim blade actually glowed with a demonic look, and then a stream of terrifying killing energy poured into Zhuo Wen's body, following his meridians, wanting to
Assimilate his whole body.
"Magic Eye!"
Zhuo Wen groaned, and immediately summoned the demon eye between his brows. The dark magic eye blinked and swallowed part of the murderous aura that had eroded into Zhuo Wen's body, which was just within Zhuo Wen's tolerance.
.
"kill!"
Holding the Killing Breaking Knife in his hand, Zhuo Wen's temperament suddenly changed, and he became relentlessly killing, like a war-loving demon. Especially the murderous aura imbued in the Killing Breaking Knife caused the aura all over Zhuo Wen's body to surge to the extreme.
Whoosh!
Xiaoyao Sword was very fast, falling from the sky, and instantly reached the top of Zhuo Wen's head. The milky white halo stretched across the sky, turning into a sky bridge, extremely bright and majestic.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen spat out a word, and swung the killing sword in his hand. Suddenly, countless killing energies surged, and the bloody sword shadow appeared in the void, and then collided heavily with the descending Xiaoyao sword.
Boom!
It was like the sound of a copper bell in the temple gate, and then the entire void trembled violently. The milky white halo and violent blood light divided the sky into two areas, one blood and one white, which turned out to be so dazzling.
.
"This guy... blocked it?" Xiaoyao Sect Master stood across the void, staring at the intertwined blood and white in the void, and murmured to himself in a low voice.
"break!"
Zhuo Wen held the Killing Ring-Breaking Knife in his right hand and slashed out violently again. At the same time, the demonic eyes in the center of his eyebrows flashed out rolling demonic energy, and the Killing Breaking Ring-Breaking Knife in his hand gushed out with even more blazing killing energy.
In just an instant, the power of the sword in Zhuo Wen's hand changed drastically, and he actually cut out countless sword shadows in one breath, each one becoming sharper and more terrifying than the last.
"The seventh sword!"
When the Killing Breaking Sword reached the seventh sword, the milky white halo on the surface of Xiaoyao Sword was completely annihilated.
"The eighth knife!"
Xiaoyao Sword began to retreat, and the shadow of the first-generation sect leader also retreated continuously under this bloody energy.
"The ninth sword!"
With an angry roar, Zhuo Wen slashed out the ninth sword, and the frantic shadow of the sword formed a blood-colored vortex light pillar that reached the sky. This terrifying blood-colored vortex light pillar surged out, and actually stabbed directly through the shadow of that generation of sect masters.
, and the latter was also hit hard and began to become more and more illusory.
"The tenth knife!"
The tenth sword was slashed out, and a huge sword shadow fell hundreds of feet in the void, crushing it down. In a moment, the shadow of that generation of sect masters was chopped into white powder by this sword shadow.
Buzz!
Xiaoyao Sword whined and turned into a three-foot long sword again, flew out and landed in the hands of Xiaoyao Sect Master.
"Have you broken the spiritual consciousness of a generation of sect masters? This imperial weapon...how is it so powerful?" Master Xiaoyao Sect held the Xiaoyao Sword, stepped back on the soles of his feet, and retreated dozens of meters away, his eyes full of disbelief.
Zhuo Wen didn't say anything, and stepped out with his feet again. Countless killing auras gathered together and instantly arrived in front of the Xiaoyao Sect's master.
boom!
The sword was slashed out, and the Xiaoyao Sect Master raised the Xiaoyao Sword to block it, but it was to no avail. Actually, under the powerful offensive of the Killing Pojie Sword, the Xiaoyao Sword was directly knocked away.
Poof!
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect spit out a mouthful of blood and backed away, staring at Zhuo Wen with a trace of fear.
"receive!"
The moment the Xiaoyao Sword was sent flying, Zhuo Wen made a move with his right hand, and the Xiaoyao Sword was immediately held in Zhuo Wen's hand. He looked at it carefully and put it into the spiritual ring without any courtesy.
"That's my Xiaoyao Sect's ancestral soldier, how dare you take it away." Looking at this scene, the Xiaoyao Sect's leader looked ugly and couldn't help but shout angrily.
"Your Xiaoyao Sect is about to be destroyed, what more ancestral soldiers do you need?"
Zhuo Wen mocked and raised the killing sword in his hand high. The terrifying killing energy formed a violent hurricane and gathered from all directions, blocking all escape routes for Xiaoyao Sect Master.
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect turned extremely pale, especially when he felt the terrifying hurricanes around him. He knew that he now had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the earth.
"What level of imperial weapon is this sword of yours?" The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect suddenly asked, staring intently at the killing sword.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent and he said: "It's okay to tell you, the person who is about to die! This sword is called the Killing Breaking Saber, and it has killed ninth level emperor warriors before."
Hearing this, Xiaoyao Sect Master's pupils shrank into needles, his mouth opened, and he said with a wry smile: "So it turns out that it is a high-level imperial weapon. No wonder it has such terrifying power. I won't lose unjustly this time!"
"So you can go die."
As he said that, the raised killing sword broke down immediately and fell from the forehead of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. With a thud, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect was immediately cut in two, and he could no longer die.
At this point, a generation of Xiaoyao Sect masters died.
"The leader of Xiaoyao Sect is dead?"
Looking at the body that fell from mid-air, everyone in the square looked in disbelief. The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, who was holding the Xiaoyao Sword, could not escape the fate of death in the end, and all this was caused by the blood-haired young man.
"The door owner is dead! Let's run away."
The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who were originally staying on the other side of the square dropped their weapons one after another and fled the Xiaoyao Square in a hurry when the master of the Xiaoyao Sect died.
Mo Lingtian and the four of Canaan did not pursue the Xiaoyao Sect disciples while they were victorious, but looked at the blood-haired young man standing in the void with some confusion...