Chapter 139: Holy Eight Seven Six Five Four Three Two One
In the Hidden Sword Pavilion in Luo City, the sword slave who was once transformed by the First Emperor's sword spirit and his Yanhuang Sword sit there, controlling tens of thousands of good swords that have lost their masters.
These good swords are all inserted around the Yanhuang Sword, obeying the orders of the Yanhuang Sword!
The emperors of the Great Xia Empire in the past could sacrifice their blood with blood in the side hall not far from the Hidden Sword Pavilion to gain the defensive power of the Yanhuang Sword.
With this power, Luo City will be protected impregnably by the defensive array.
When the First Emperor's Sword Slave was at its strongest, this defensive formation would probably be difficult for even the strongest in the three ethereal realms to threaten.
Even a powerful person in the first realm of Heavenly Punishment, who is more powerful than a peak expert in the third realm of ethereal realm, will still have a headache when faced with this great formation.
In addition, the descendants of the First Emperor can sacrifice more blood to get help from the swords surrounding the Yanhuang Sword.
These swords, once used, are enough to instantly kill almost anyone in the continent who is the strongest at the bottom of the well within a range of ten miles or even further.
When the First Emperor's Sword Slave was at its strongest, a sufficient number of flying swords were even enough to kill many so-called gods from the bottom of the well and outside the continent!
Although the First Emperor's sword slaves have now completely perished, the Yanhuang Sword is still there, and the connection with those swords is still there.
Even though Nie Heng entered the Hidden Sword Pavilion last time and saw only four swords left inside, four swords were enough!
Even if Nie Heng's current strength is weak, it won't be a big problem, because Nie Heng knows that these four swords are very strong.
Just like an iron block that has been rubbed by a magnet for countless years will become magnetic, these four swords have been affected by the Yanhuang Sword for an extremely long time, and they also possess the powerful power of the First Emperor.
Now Nie Heng thought lightly: The sword is coming!
So, here comes the sword!
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Shengjiu was very proud of having chopped countless swords of the Cunxue Master into pieces with one strike and breaking through the tsunami-like palm wind of the Shroud Master.
He slashed out a second time without hesitation, all he wanted was to kill or seriously injure the two opponents quickly.
He didn't retain his strength!
It is precisely because he has not retained his strength that he has no energy left now!
There is no spare power, so naturally there is no way to defend!
Even from the beginning, he never thought that he needed defense!
So he really has no defense!
"puff……"
Suddenly there was a breaking sound.
Before Sheng Jiu had time to lower his head to check, he knew that a sword appeared at an unknown moment and stabbed into the center of his chest.
Although the penetration is not deep, it is very deadly!
Because this position contains a major fatal point of the human body - Tanzhong point!
Judging from Nie Heng's past life experience, the human body has more than 360 acupuncture points as ordinary people or most doctors think!
He knew that in addition to these acupoints, there are many hidden acupoints in the human body.
But whether they are known or hidden points, there are a total of 108 vital points and 36 fatal points.
Precisely because he knew all this, Nie Heng used just a thought and used the first flying sword to damage the most central one among the many major acupoints of Shengjiu.
One of Sheng Jiu's life and death acupoints was injured, and his mind was shaken. In an instant, his heavenly consciousness was pushed to the extreme, and he realized that a greater crisis had arrived.
The second sword and the third sword came, and also when Sheng Jiu was unable to defend, they stabbed his other two weak spots at the same time.
The Zhongji point below the Dantian is hit!
If the middle part of the neck is a little to the right, hit the Ying point!
Being hit by three flying swords almost at the same time, although the opponent's strength was not very strong, Shengjiu's sense of crisis still doubled.
He noticed that the movement of his spiritual power had become sluggish and weak, and even his qi movement was in disarray!
What's even more frightening is that he can no longer move freely and feels paralyzed everywhere in his body!
But after all, he doesn’t want to die, let alone sit still and wait to die!
And his heavenly knowledge is definitely very powerful - in an instant he sensed another crisis suddenly crushing down from the top!
Even though his spiritual power was much weaker and was still dissipating, he still planned to return the sword immediately to defend himself.
It's a pity that the one in his hand was not a sword, so he was still too slow to strike, and he didn't have time to raise the sword to block...
The fourth flying sword came silently, with a ruthless and decisive cold sword intent, and stabbed down from the top of his head.
This location is another more important and deadly point - Baihui point!
bass……
A dull sound, like the sound of a sharp sword piercing iron sand, sounded!
By this time, the four most deadly acupoints of Shengjiu have been damaged!
If the tanzhong is broken, the energy will be disordered; if there is a moderate injury, life will not last long!
When people are hit, their spiritual consciousness is scattered; when everything is broken, they fall to the ground and die...
It may be said that it is too late, but it is too soon. In fact, from the time he slashed out two swords in succession, only half a breath of time has passed.
In such a short period of time, the winner has actually been decided, and life and death have been decided!
"Now!"
"Kill him!"
The Shroud Master and the Inch Blood Master were preparing to join forces to resist the second sword slashed by Sheng Jiu, but suddenly they found that Sheng Jiu's power and spiritual power had strangely plummeted.
After noticing all this, they immediately understood one thing after experiencing hundreds of battles - now is the best time to kill Shengjiu!
Venerable Cunxue did not dare to delay, and he did not want to give up the opportunity that was within reach. He had already set his soul on fire at this moment, just to gain more power.
Hundreds of pointing swords were pointed out by him like little dragons.
The Shrouded Lord also knew that opportunities must not be missed and never come back. The power of his angry palm instantly increased, but it was no longer slapped forward, but was controlled by him, directly volleying to the head of Sheng Jiu, and then
Slap down.
Miso miso miso......
Poof...
The next moment, Sheng Jiu's body trembled violently, and countless small dragon-like finger swords had penetrated his body.
What is even more deadly is the slap of the Shrouded Lord. It is as real as a palm, about a foot wide, as if a giant slapped it down from above, and slapped it on the top of Shengjiu's head.
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On top of his head, there was originally a sword that did not penetrate deeply.
What now?
A sword was shot directly in, leaving only a little bit of the hilt on the top of the head, and the sword body penetrated the head and penetrated the neck, and could no longer be seen from the outside.
"You...are really good at planning...and you can use your strength..."
Sheng Jiu, who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, said this with difficulty!
He opened his eyes wide and began to burn like crazy.
Seeing this scene, Nie Heng knew that Sheng Jiu was dead, and that his life essence would be transmitted to the body of the higher-level saint envoys and even the Holy Lord along with the poison-like mutated corn borer.
So a "Burning Sky Flame" was sacrificed!
What Nie Heng wanted was to burn out all the marrow-devouring poisonous blood in Shengjiu's body so that not a single mutant corn borer could escape.
Rumble…
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After the storm calmed down, Nie Heng stood in the square below the Hidden Sword Pavilion, facing everything that was even more messy and broken.
"It's too fast!"
Nie Heng shook his head and frowned slightly: "With my current strength, I cannot burn away the poisonous blood that contains the life essence of Shengjiu..."
He knew that he had failed: a spiritual power that contained the essence of Shengjiu's life still escaped.
But he really can only watch those things escape, because he can't reveal his true strength yet!
So that "Burning Sky Flame" is not fast enough, nor is it powerful enough!
Taking a deep breath, Nie Heng said: "Although the Holy Lord has lost the dog Sheng Jiu, his strength will also increase a lot! And he is only Sheng Jiu..."
Hearing this, Venerable Cunxue took a deep breath: "Are there still Saints 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 21? There are eight more powerful men like this, and the one above them will be the Holy Lord?"
Nie Heng nodded and first looked to the southwest. He knew that what Li Chenghui and Qin Feng were going to face would not be easy!
At this moment, he was further sure of one thing: the Holy Master indeed had more powerful chess pieces than the Xuanjian Sect!
But fortunately, the two teams of Jianzitang and Fengzitang, if combined, will have a more powerful lethality than Li Chenghui - this is Nie Heng's secret chess!
Then looking to the north, his figure flashed and took the lead to break through the air: "Let's go!"
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Half an hour later, a man wearing night clothes appeared outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion in Luo City.
With a sneer and sarcasm, he said: "Sheng Jiu, this is what you will get if you want to monopolize the war power! Do you think Nie Heng is really that easy to kill? Or do you believe that the two useless princes and daughters of the monster race are enough to help you win?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black robe flashed, and the man chased towards the north: "Fortunately, although you missed, luckily you didn't scare Nie Heng back! Otherwise, the situation carefully arranged by the Holy Master would have been destroyed.