Chapter 572 Thirty Million Sword Qi
The wind and snow are getting stronger and stronger, and the pine branches on the surrounding mountains are rustling. The layers of pine branches on the surrounding mountains are heavy and drooping under the thick velvet-like snow. Occasionally, they catch up to three or two. Pieces of soft snow piled silently on the snow.
The demons outside the country have long been shocked and silent.
In a world covered with white snow, the blood slowly flowing out of Shu Ci's body was like a ball of blood and ink slowly smeared on the white rice paper, slowly spreading out.
The gray-haired and unknown ghost wolf's fangs greedily bit the girl's body, like a vicious dog that had been hungry for a long time, swinging its head left and right, biting the flesh and blood.
In the howling wind and snow, the scalp-numbing sound of chewing and crushing bones continued to sound.
The flesh and blood of Shu Ci seems to have a great attraction to Wangyue, so much so that even Mingqi can't suppress the bloodthirsty nature of the heavenly ghost.
In this extremely cruel scene, neither Bailian, who was a bystander, nor Shu Ci, who was being eaten, had much change in their expressions.
Shu Ci almost buried her cheeks in the white snow. She watched with deep concentration as the underworld wolf tore her body apart, its sharp fangs chewing away piece after piece. flesh.
This process must have been extremely painful. She pursed her pale lips, and it was difficult to capture any pain in her eyes that could not reflect any emotion.
But the more this happened, the more strange Shu Ci's appearance became, making people feel chilled.
Half of her body was eaten away, and her waterfall-like long hair paved the way in the red snow. For a while, the wind sounded as shrill as a ghost's cry, constantly ringing in the quiet world.
The cruel bloodthirsty of the underworld wolf sideways proves the terrifying power of Shu Ci's vitality. The blood flowing out of her body flows more slowly than ordinary people, but it does not make people feel sticky. thick.
This exceptionally quiet and powerful aura is condensed in the blood.
Snow is a dead thing, lightly dyed by fresh snow, and the red snow instantly seemed to be given some magical life.
New and tender branches and buds poke out through the snow, like a coffin or a tomb.
In the branches and buds of red snow, the remaining bones are covered with cold and there are residual blood stains.
In the audience of Time, watching Yihe Shuci being torn and chewed, and finally being completely eaten by the gray wolf, the demons were as quiet as if they had all been suffocated for a long time.
Milu's breathing gradually became heavier and his body trembled slightly, obviously he couldn't believe this fact.
Ning Feiyan frowned deeply, her eyes dim.
After eating, the Hades Wolf sat alone in the snow, the scarlet magic light in his eyes dissipated due to gluttony, and he licked the remaining blood on his paws, looking particularly at ease.
Yin Baishuang, who was standing in the dark, had a strange look on his face, and said indifferently: "Netherwolf...how did he do it?"
Milu suddenly stood up, with veins on his forehead exposed: "Cheating. ! This kid is cheating! He is the Dark Wolf of the Bronze World. He did not defeat Yihe Shuci by his own means. I will never accept the victory or defeat of this challenge!"
Ning Feiyan said: "Your Majesty, what you say is inappropriate. My Tao is like the sea, with three thousand realms. There are practitioners in the world who can control swords, demons, ghosts, spirits, and beasts. If the object in your hand is willing to be driven and fought, what is the difference between it and the killing soldier in your hand?"
Milu narrowed his eyes: "You are sophistry!"
Ning Feiyan breathed out slowly, the smile of the past disappeared from her face, and she said calmly: "Your Highness, why are you so anxious to deny defeat in this battle? The green leaves haven't turned red yet, which means the battle is not over yet. Shuci Your Majesty’s name of immortality, does His Highness think it’s just the people’s simple praise?”
Mi Lu was startled, and then he realized that Qingye was really as Ning Feiyan said, and he didn’t have any red feelings at all. Peace of mind.
The abandoned man’s hand, which was hidden under the table, was a fist, and blood slowly overflowed from the gaps between his fingers.
He said calmly: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry, that is Master Shu Ci. The Hell Wolf is powerful and terrifying, but this is the demon world. It does not belong to this world and is not protected by the Bronze Gate World. It can't stir up any trouble."
Milu felt that this statement was very reasonable. Since the beginning of the world, centuries of chaotic wars have not allowed Shu Ci to truly die.
Even if the Dark Wolf is not affected by the law and order at this moment, even if it attracts the real Great Cambrian, the most it will do is freeze Shu Ci and sleep forever. How can it be eternally silent?
After thinking about this, Milu's tense muscles slowly relaxed, and his eyes turned to look at the small world expectantly.
After all, it is extremely rare to see the battle of Shuci up close and personal, even in the demon world.
Although everyone knows that Shu Ci's abilities are immortality and magic weapons, even Mi Lu, Zhan Xin and others have only glimpsed the strength of Shu Ci, Taicang Yanmi, the tip of the iceberg.
How could Bai Lian not know the rules of the Qingye world? Anyone who enters the world will not be allowed to leave the leaves without deciding the outcome.
Since he is still in this situation, it means that this battle is not over yet.
The wind and snow are still flourishing.
The dark wolf, which was lowering its head and licking its paws, suddenly let out a furious and shrill roar. The deafening roar instantly spread thousands of miles, and avalanches rolled down the distant mountains.
The wind mixed with heavy snow was extremely violent, raising dust and spreading snow, flying sand collapsed, and the sky became dark, gray, and chaotic, as if it was about to collapse.
Bailian remained silent, his face turning pale, because he found that he could not bring the underworld wolf back into his shadow.
"Pfft!"
The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh sounded.
A gas sword suddenly broke open from the back of the ghost wolf.
The Qi Sword is invisible, but the bright red liquid spurting out clearly draws the outline of the sword.
The ghost wolf fell in the wind and snow, its vitality locked in the body like a cut-off river. It howled in pain, its red eyes exuded hatred, and the wolf's mouth had two upper and lower mouths. The jaw was forced open by an invisible force.
The gaping gap in the mouth was torn directly to the back of the head. It was rolling on the ground in pain and struggling, but it was still unable to resist the air swords that shot out of the body one after another.
At this moment, a cold and desolate creature walked through the wind and snow and gently rested on Balian's head: "If your confidence in challenging us comes from this little wolf cub, then It’s really an extremely stupid thing.”
The cold hand on his head did not exert any pressure on it, but it was still as heavy as an unbearable mountain. top of head.
Shu Ci, who was supposed to be buried in the belly of a wolf, seemed to appear out of thin air, floating behind Bai Lian.
Her pair of dark and lifeless eyes seemed to have faded at this moment, turning into a very light silver-gray color, unable to contain any emotion, just like the wind blowing gently on the lake, empty and silent. The ultimate in emptiness.
If Bai Lian could turn around at this moment, he would be able to look at a pair of calm and terrifying eyes, looking at him as if he were overlooking the whole world.
The world, which has been completely shrouded in twilight, is desolate.
Bai Lijing looked at the miserable situation of the underworld wolf quietly, but his heart was extremely uneasy.
Shu Ci, what kind of monster is she?
As if sensing Bai Lian's confusion and shock, Shu Ci's empty voice slowly came from behind again.
Perhaps because of the sword in Balian's hand, she was not in a hurry to kill him.
"I am the blade of the demonic weapon, with thirty million sword energy. Each sword energy can be transformed into my clone."
The wind blows across the plain, and the sword energy rises from the snow.
As Shu Ci's voice slowly sounded, countless figures of Shu Ci walked out of the snow, plains, long winds, snow hills, boulders, pastures, and mountain tops.
The air is thirty million long, and every inch of wind and snow is cold. In this whole small world, she is everywhere, and she may not be anywhere.
Bailian faced more than just Shu Ci.
The Dark Wolf was responsible for causing the Bronze Rebellion, and his jaws were opened by divine soldiers, and he was punished forever by the sword's cutting edge.
Shu Ci's natural magic weapon is exactly the nemesis of this underworld wolf. If the underworld wolf had listened to Bailian's dissuasion and refused to eat Shu Ci's body, how could he have introduced the blade into his body and cut through it with a sharp edge? Bones and soul!
The sword energy of the demon soldiers is endless. She alone is Shuci, and she is more than a thousand troops and horses, fighting for all the worlds.
It is a kind of power that the world cannot understand and is beyond the scope of the world.
Mi Lu, Zhan Xin and even Ning Feiyan who were watching the battle had expressions of disbelief.
Bailian looked at the desperate scene in front of him, and the Tiance Junshan in his hand became extremely heavy.
The cold little hand on his head did not leave, but another Shu Ci walked through the falling snow and came to him, looking carefully with his silver-gray eyes that seemed to be cursed. Stare at him.
Her unhealthy blue-gray lips curved into an indifferent arc, and she said with certainty as if mockingly: "You are afraid."
Balian raised his eyebrows and met her eyes. In such a desperate situation, he actually answered honestly: "Yes, I am very scared at this moment."
The curve of Shu Ci's lips was still cold. , but the smile spread a bit, so that the empty silver-gray eyes looked much more vivid at this time.
"You are the first person who dares to look directly into my eyes and say he is scared."
Wan Qian Shu Ci walked out of the snow and wind, and Bai Lian was surrounded In the center.
In a sense, Shuci has stopped attacking Bailian.
But just by being watched by her like this, Balian's body that had lost its temperature began to feel cold.
It is as if the vitality in the body is escaping from the pores of the entire body towards the world.
Even if she does nothing, she can make you see real death.
At this moment, Bai Lian finally understood why Ning Feiyan looked so out of control the moment he knew his token was lost.
Because Shu Ci in the Demon Realm is really a desperate existence.
A...monster that could make him fear death again after having experienced death himself.
The young man who said he was scared slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were as vast and empty as a cloudless sky.
Looking at each other, Bailian's empty eyes at this moment are very similar to Shu Ci's lifeless silver-gray eyes.
It can be similar but not the same.
He finally moved, raised his hand to push away the cold little hand on his head, and took a step forward.
Shu Ci clearly noticed the subtle changes in Balian's aura, but her expression remained indifferent.
In response to his desperate approach, she did not retreat. She raised her hand and pushed him away. With her young and pale hands, she pushed out the terrifying momentum that invaded the vitality of the world.
Bailian blocked with his horizontal sword, and the death sword Tiance Junshan was like a thousand-year-old mountain in the palm of his hand, towering and unshakable, unaffected by any erosion.
But Bailian's body behind the sword could not withstand the erosion of this force. Although there were numerous bright red and blood-like Bianhua flowers blooming on his wrists, heart, and shoulders, there was still blood rushing for them. It seeped out from the surface of his skin and wet his clothes instantly.
One step forward, one step stopped.
Tiance Junshan went up against the wind and hit Shu Ci's palm with a heavy front.
Like a heavy stone crushing a mosquito, the hand continued to move forward without any pause.
At this time, Balian's corpse demon body played a vital role. If it had been anyone else, he would have been shattered to pieces by this palm at this moment.
His opportunity to control the score was perfect. Before his bones broke, he used the force from Shu Ci to jump back. Tiance Junshan's heavy front turned sharply, and he and his sword were heading towards Hit hard from behind.
The flying snow behind him touched his back and was instantly crushed into countless dust particles.
But behind him, there was more than just wind and snow.
Shu Ci, who had just put his palm on his head, was unable to avoid it. After turning around, Tiance Junshan plunged heavily into her belly with his unparalleled palm gesture.
The face of the girl behind her suddenly turned cold, but before she could push her away, Balian's body had already hit her.
Shu Ci's body exploded after being pierced by the sword, and turned into a ball of blood, which spread sadly and shrilly across the bloody ground.
The other shore flower blooming in the snow opened to an extreme state, swallowing up most of the blood mist that was scattered in the air, and then quickly withered and dissipated.
Huge amounts of blood instantly filled Balian's body, and the corpse beads hidden deep in his abdomen were almost bursting open.
The power of blood energy circulates rapidly throughout the body, quickly repairing the internal injuries in the bones that are beginning to crack.
Bailian's retreating figure continued, sliding ten feet away before he stopped steadily.
Such a life hanging by a thread, testing the edge of life and death, not only shocked all the demon generals watching the battle, but even Shu Ci herself couldn't help but become speechless.
This young man, whose strength was no higher than the Takumi realm, actually destroyed two of her sword energy clones one after another.
If the first sword energy clone relied on the underworld wolf, then the destruction of the second clone was really beyond her expectation.
Ning Feiyan, who had been watching the battle for a long time, had her eyes flickering for a long time. She finally couldn't help but speak out and said to the man on the stage of time: "Your Majesty, the rules of the banquet are to challenge Master Shuci, and the winner will be If you don't remember your faults, you will pass if you don't die. I asked boldly, I don't know how long the battle will last to achieve this 'immortality' condition."
After all, no one has dared to challenge Shu Ci since ancient times, despite the rules. Just fight without dying.
But this immortality has no time limit, and no one knows how long it will take before it is truly over.
Ning Feiyan seemingly unintentionally brought up a loophole in the rules of this battle.
Most of the demon generals in the field felt that it was extremely reasonable.
But who would have thought that His Majesty the Demon King on the stage glanced down lightly, his eyes like knives: "Since these rules were set by the Lord of Shuci River, then it is naturally up to her to follow them. "Determined."
The demons thought that His Majesty the Demon Lord was determined to let the new Lord of Liuhe River die in the hands of Lord Shuci.
If it had been in the past, Ning Feiyan would have stopped here and stopped talking. But today for some reason, she was not as smart as usual, and especially had no vision: "Your Majesty, the sword If it breaks, the person will die."
The devil's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was deep: "If Master Ninghe feels distressed, you might as well fight for him, and I will take care of myself."
Ning Feiyan was startled, and soon the smile that disappeared on her face came back bit by bit: "Your Majesty was joking."
The Demon Lord's eyes were bottomless: "I never joke with others. .”
(End of this chapter)