Chapter 961 The killer weapon: the two-edged sword!
The sky is bleeding!
The extremely intense blood color, as soon as it appeared, filled the cave, the void, and even the perspective of all outside spectators with an extremely arrogant gesture.
For a moment, not only Zhong Lilie, the old demon of cholera and others, but also Taoist Sanchi who was using his sword to kill people eight thousand miles away, Zhao Xuantai and Heihu in the clouds and mist were also stunned for a moment.
I just feel that my blood is boiling for a moment, as if it is melting and decomposing!
Boom!
There was a moment of time difference, and when it was almost shattered, Taoist Sanchi suddenly woke up. Eight thousand miles away, he roared loudly and activated the sword technique.
Eight thousand miles away, in the cave, thousands of blades roared together, fire surged into the sky, and all kinds of colors appeared, trying to suppress that ray of blood!
"cut!
The sword made human sounds, moved the cave, and at the end of the time difference, the appearance of the flying sword truly appeared.
Three feet in length, without a handle, it is clear and sharp.
"There is some truth in what my uncle said. It's so quiet four thousand miles away, it's worth going to see..."
Zhongli Lie's roar was suddenly interrupted. Before his sword power fell, and before Zhongli Lie could advance or retreat, Yang Yu suddenly stretched out his other hand and grabbed the violently shaking Zhongli Lie:
"The Heavenly Sword is three feet long, half of the four poles, the three-foot Taoist..."
"Um?!"
The blood-colored sword light rose up with the shocking sword cry, and it was as majestic as the blue dragon in Tengyuan, rising from the sky and the earth, making a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.
"Junior!"
Four thousand miles away, dark clouds were gathering, and the incarnation of Taoist Sanchi was even more dazzling.
Flicking his palm lightly, a lot of dripping blood flowed back under Zhong Lilie's gaze. Yang Yu nodded and thanked him.
The sound of the clanging sword turned into human words, and the Taoist Sanchi who was four thousand miles away groaned. In a daze, he felt as if there was a god sitting far away on the horizon, slashing with a sword from the sky.
"This knife seems to be an abnormal killer of spiritual treasures..."
The moment he caught a glimpse of the old monk, Taoist Sanchi completely disappeared into the void here. Even if Zhong Lilie was captured, he could not care about it for the time being.
Not to mention that the mana of his incarnation at this moment has plummeted, even if it is intact, he is definitely no match for this great monk!
The red light burst out, Yang Jingyi's hair was flying, and he moved forward with a knife. Every time he took a step forward, Zhong Lilie was pushed back by him.
He advanced very quickly, but the surprise attack he expected did not come, so he couldn't help but look back in shock.
In the cave, it suddenly became quiet.
Its speed was not fast, its momentum was not weak, it was natural, but it seemed to be everywhere, following everything, which made him feel a chill in his heart.
However, his physical strength is only a sliver inferior to that of the supreme Canglong. It is impossible to destroy the sword energy gathered in this way.
Buzz!
This Buddha's name is neither high nor high, and it does not contain any magical powers, but when it explodes, the eyelids of Sanchi Taoist can't help but twitch.
But in the eyes of the onlookers, the place where the bloody light passed, the cave, the void, and the earth all lost their color.
[Killing Divine Weapon: Two-edged Sword]
"Monk Kuiyin!"
"I'll take a look at it on behalf of my uncle."
With that sword strike, Sanchi Taoist's incarnation dimmed a bit, and all his magic power was exhausted.
At this moment, whether it was Zhong Lilie, Old Cholera Demon, or others, there was a hint of astonishment in their eyes.
"You are actually refining the magic weapon of killing!"
Monk Kuiyin waved his big hand and turned around with the other monks. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and looked at the young monk standing motionless on the hill:
Several times like this, the light as red as blood filled the mountain forest, almost turning the rumbling and pressing dark clouds into blood red.
"The most important thing is to find the place where the Buddha was born and guide me to the Buddha's return..."
The cave formed by the fragments of the cave sky was shaking violently at this moment, and the billowing smoke and dust enveloped many magic weapons and materials inside, and even the sea of magma and fire spurted out.
Not devouring!
"I haven't fought with anyone for four hundred years, and my mental cultivation has reached its peak. Senior brother, there is no need for him to worry!"
Half of the four poles also have the power of the four poles.
They didn't seem to care about the three old cholera demons retreating, their thoughts just fell on the red magic sword in their palms:
"cut!!"
…
A missed hit will cut off the breath and flee thousands of miles away. Even if Zhonglili falls into his hands, he will not miss it at all. This decisiveness of saving his life is no less than that of Lu Chen...
"Leaving now?"
The incarnation cannot compare with the original deity, but his sword has aroused such a fire, even the deity of the four poles will be cut off by him for a moment.
"The ancestor of a sect is nothing more than this..."
One sword turned into ten thousand swords, but he had given up the idea of capturing and killing him. Instead, he wanted to chop his body into pieces and capture his soul.
"Pretending to kill someone, but actually not showing your face, how ridiculous is that?"
Like a red and red air dragon, it soars straight into the sky.
But before this thought could even pass by, he couldn't help but take another breath of cold air. It was a magic knife that was as red as blood and was breathing rhythmically as if it were alive.
Yang Yu muttered to himself, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the re-forged two-edged sword from the billowing flames.
The young monk's expression remained unchanged.
The two-foot-old monk glared at his nephew:
It was like thousands of flying needles trying to destroy his body.
Bai Hu was astonished, but Zhao Xuantai's expression was a little subtle, as if he was recalling and sighing:
yes!
This sword seemed to be extremely casual, and the sword's light was only a faint glimmer of blood.
boom!
Like countless chains, they penetrated the front of the fire and slashed towards the red-clothed swordsman sitting cross-legged under the sea of magma and fire!
"The most important thing is to find the place where the Buddha was born.
A young monk wearing moon-white monk robes with a face as clear as jade bowed slightly and said:
I saw great monks dressed in monk's robes emerge from the mountains and forests, and standing in the front was a middle-aged monk who was two feet tall, as burly as a mountain, and his body was covered with a light golden color!
Are you talking about this junior who just made it to the top ten gold medals by relying on his heels?
Zhong Lilie took a step back abruptly, his pupils contracting violently. He had cultivated the magical power of sight and had excellent eyesight.
"The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword!"
Even though they were four thousand miles away, it was by no means comparable to the extraordinary four brilliance. Even though Yang Yu's horizontal sword blocked this killing move, the bone-piercing sword light still penetrated into his body.
Phew~
Outside the cave, Yang Yu, who caught Zhong Lilie and was about to cross the line to pursue him, couldn't help but frown. This was naturally not because his palms were cut by Zhong Lilie and had many wounds.
A tiger roar was heard in the clouds and mist, and the white tiger stood up with its forelimbs, seemingly startled:
"Master Uncle Kuiyin. Before leaving, Master once said that during this trip to Nanling, he was not allowed to fight with any practitioners..."
"The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword..."
Although Monk Kuiyin is not as amazing and talented as his senior brother, Monk Longyin, what he does is the Buddhist Dharma Protector, the highest level of the Tao, and the power of Vajra!
"A line of four poles, but it cannot be reached by the four radiances.
"The river is three feet away, but I am somewhat decisive. I walked quite neatly..."
"How dare you take my Zhongli?!"
"Um?!
Zheng!
"Mi Xin, you won't leave?"
Monk Mi Xin clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. In the angry eyes of Monk Kui Yin behind him, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace:
Among them, what could not be covered up by such a huge sound wave was the muffled sound of Sanchi Taoist's sword!
It was broken down into tiny particles that even his eyesight couldn't see!
"It's such an unfamiliar smell..."
"Amitabha! Good, good..."
"Amitabha!"
However, this
The sound of the sword is clearly loud, but it also gives people a sense of silence, which is extremely magical.
Outside the cave, Yang Yu held his sword in front of him. Zhongli, who was as transparent as glass, gathered thousands of sword threads and came straight to the center of his eyebrows, but was stopped by his sword.
Monk Kuiyin clasped his hands together and watched Taoist Sanchi go away. Only then did the faint golden light lingering on his body dissipate:
He actually made a sword?!
But he didn't seem to realize it, or maybe he didn't even have time to be firm, only
But before the sound wave fell, the flying sword had turned into thousands of sword threads that were so thin that they were almost invisible to the naked eye with a slight tremor!
This is
Each person and the tiger had different expressions, and outside the cave, in the wild forest, the sky was filled with red, and the sea of sword light that ran through it had completely disappeared.
With more than a thousand years of practice, Sanchi Taoist is keenly aware of something wrong even though he is three thousand miles away.
"Is there any inheritance of Yiqi Immortal in this world?"
"Interesting, interesting!
The swords resounded together, and the two-color light, with Yang Yu as the center, violently collided and rubbed. Taoist Sanchi sneered, and when he was about to activate the sword technique, he suddenly heard a fierce and long Buddha's call.
Come:
In the raging flames, Yang Yu, who had been sitting quietly all day and night, raised his eyebrows. His eyes were as clear as a mirror, reflecting everything that happened inside and outside the cave, before and after.
However, the next moment, his eyes seemed to be frozen. Even though they were four thousand miles away, his eyes couldn't help but have a twinge of pain.
But it seems that in less than a thousandth of an instant, the blood light has already filled the cave, the void, and even the heaven and earth visible to the naked eye!
After a moment of stagnation, there was an earth-shattering explosion.
The moment Yang Yu held the knife, he felt the blood all over his body disappear quickly and was swallowed up by the two-edged knife.
He even saw the Sanchi Taoist who was four thousand miles away, shouting and making secrets.
This sound was only a hundred feet away from him!
"Four thousand miles away, there seem to be several young masters. Among them are not only Wanshi Tianzong Zhongli Lie, but also the recently famous Sword Immortal Nanling. Isn't it worth taking a look?"
Rumble!
He could clearly see that wherever the sword light struck, whether it was sword energy or vegetation, they melted rapidly like snowflakes exposed to the scorching sun!
A thought flashed across his mind, and Taoist Sanchi had once again pressed the sword formula:
Then, cut it out!
Rumble!
Even the sea of sword energy struck by Sanchi Taoist from four thousand miles away was completely swallowed up by the light of the sword without any sound.