The third thousand and sixty-ninth chapters are boring
"You already knew this, why didn't you tell me earlier and cut off a section of your cultivation?" Zhan Wushuang asked angrily.
Su Yu smiled faintly: "If I don't cut off a little bit, will you let go of your hands and feet and cut with all your strength?"
That’s right!
It was Su Yu who was tricking him!
Even though he knew that an unknown entity was tricking them into killing themselves, Su Yu still pretended to be ignorant and tricked Zhan Wushuang into killing him.
"It's a pity that you discovered it too early and couldn't cut off the luck of your imperial four-piece suit."
Zhan Wushuang was furious: "You bastard!"
He felt that he had been careful enough, but in the end, he was still fooled by Su Yu!
It's really hard to guard against working with him!
"It's you who are stupid." Su Yu said.
Zhan Wushuang gritted his teeth, but was very restrained and did not take action, because like Su Yu, he knew who the biggest enemy was at the moment!
Swish——
The two people's eyes separated as soon as they met, and they shot toward the spirit of the Taoist Temple.
Su Yu stared at him and said: "Let me guess, all the cultivations of all the people who have been here have fallen on you, right?"
The huge clouds that look like stars and rivers beside the opponent represent countless cultivation levels.
This is by no means one person who can succeed in cultivation, but thousands of people, all of whose cultivation is concentrated on the spirit of the Dao Palace.
The spirit of the Taoist Hall, who stood with his hands behind his back, had a gloomy look in his old eyes: "Isn't it bad to practice self-cultivation honestly? Why do you have to let me do it myself?"
Zhan Wushuang threw away the ancient sword, pulled out the Emperor's Killing Sword with his backhand, and swept away with one strike.
The strong sword energy quickly struck the Dao Palace Spirit, but it was like air, and the sword energy passed straight through its body without leaving any damage.
Instead, the spirit of the Dao Palace said calmly: "Beiming Ancestral Technique!"
An ancestral technique was drawn out, and the sword energy that passed through it condensed again, and then reversed and slashed towards Zhan Wushuang!
Zhan Wushuang was shocked!
My own moves were actually imitated?
As a member of a wealthy family and well-informed, Miss Song was surprised and said, "This is the ancestral skill of the extinct Beiming Saint Clan. How could you do it?"
"The Beiming Saint Clan was destroyed two eras ago. The reason was that the Beiming Ancestor disappeared. Over time, the family's power fell away, and it was coveted by the enemy, which eventually led to the annihilation of the clan."
The Beiming Ancestral Technique appeared in the closed Guixu Imperial Tomb, and the mystery of the whereabouts of the Beiming Ancestor who disappeared back then can be solved.
Presumably, he was deceived by the spirit of the Taoist Temple in front of him and committed suicide. Then one can imagine his end.
How can a strong man with no cultivation and only his body still be able to resist?
Zhan Wushuang reacted very quickly and hurriedly swung his sword again. The two sword energies collided, saving him from the fate of being killed by his own sword energy.
But, this is just the beginning!
The voice of the spirit of the Taoist Temple was hollow and ruthless: "Now that we are here, why do we want to go out again? Let's all die!"
He raised his finger, waved it into the air, and unleashed an ancient and powerful ancestral technique.
Su Yu smiled half-heartedly: "There's no need to scare people, you can't do anything to us."
Miss Song's whole body was tense, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. After hearing Su Yu's words, she said, "Do you think the moves he used are too weak?"
This will only anger the spirit of the Taoist Temple, causing it to use more powerful attacks.
Su Yu, however, felt confident and said, "Have you never thought that the spirit of the Dao Palace really has the power to suppress us, and does it still need to deceive us step by step?"
"Wouldn't it be better to subdue us with one move and forcibly cut off our cultivation?"
Um?
Miss Song and Zhan Wushuang woke up at the same time, yes!
Looking at the opponent's posture, it is clear that they are far superior to them, why bother with such a troublesome design instead of using force to suppress it?
There is only one answer, he has some scruples, or he can't do anything about them at all.
"Human boy, you are too arrogant!" The spirit of the Dao Palace condensed the ancestral skills, but did not activate them: "If you cut off your own cultivation, I can still make you happy. Otherwise, you will never be reincarnated!"
Originally, Zhan Wushuang was still doubtful.
But the spirit of the Taoist Hall did not use its ancestral skills, and only used a mouth to threaten, making Zhan Wushuang completely believe what Su Yu said.
The spirit of this Dao Temple can't do anything to them at all.
"Then, I will never be reincarnated." Su Yu stepped forward and took the initiative to attack the spirit of the Taoist Temple.
The spirit of the Dao Palace was angry and drew out an ancestral technique.
That ancestral technique contains earth-shattering destructive power, which even the mighty Saints would be afraid of.
The Ninth Realm, who was lying in the outside world, suddenly raised his dragon head and stared inside with narrowed eyes: "Why, did the boy named Su still find something wrong?"
"I thought he would be stupid enough to really believe in that unknown thing! Haha!"
The extremely powerful Halloween attack made Zhan Wushuang turn pale and hurriedly dodge. Miss Song also hurriedly dodged and shouted for daddy.
Only Su Yu faced him head-on, not caring at all about the opponent's attack.
"Get out of the way!" Miss Song screamed as her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Su Yu smiled slightly and faced the opponent's blow head-on.
In the imagination, the picture of Su Yu being killed by a single move did not appear, but an invisible soft force resisted the attack of the Dao Palace Spirit, and then easily resolved it.
That powerful Halloween attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any fluctuation.
What?
Zhan Wushuang's pupils shrank, remembering that the sword he had slashed at Su Yu before was resolved by the invisible power here.
He once took it for granted that the spirit of the Dao Palace was controlling the local power, but now it seems that without the control of the Dao Palace Spirit, the main hall will automatically protect the person being attacked.
This is the reason why Su Yu is not afraid of harm from the spirit of the Dao Palace.
"Haha, as expected." Su Yu's eyes flashed coldly: "Although you have stolen the cultivation of countless people, you can't hurt anyone in this hall."
"And..." Su Yu laughed deeply and raised the ancient sword high: "I can hurt you."
As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient sword slashed down!
The ancient sword, as black as ink, penetrated the body of the Taoist Temple Spirit. In an instant, a starry river of stars appeared around the Taoist Temple Spirit.
Inside, there are all the cultivation levels that the spirits of the Taoist Temple have deceived over countless epochs.
But under the ancient sword, nearly half of the Milky Way collapsed and was sucked away by the ancient coffin.
"No!! My cultivation!" The spirit of the Taoist Temple roared with eyes splitting.
He took action with anger, but as soon as he struck, the power of the move was eliminated by the invisible force in the palace.
"Why are you shouting?" Su Yu smiled slightly and raised his ancient sword to strike again.
Tsk-
Another half of the galaxy was chopped off, leaving only a quarter of the Dao Palace Spirit's cultivation level!
With a flash of light in Zhan Wushuang's eyes, he picked up the ancient sword on the ground and rushed to join the encirclement and suppression. Miss Song was not to be outdone, and rushed forward and slashed wildly. (To be continued)