Chapter 5390 is divided into three
“This thousand-kill battle has been completed. It is said that the complete thousand-kill battle has extremely strict restrictions on both warring parties, and no one can intervene in it.
Although the original shape of the Thousand Kills War Drum is somewhat broken, the restrictions have been loosened a bit, allowing clowns like you to take advantage of some loopholes.
The scale has been loosened, and it is estimated that two or three of you will be allowed to attack me at the same time, otherwise you will be devoured by the killing spirits in the Thousand Killing Battle Arena
With the six of you. , even the round battle only lasts two rounds. You think you can defeat me in these two rounds, so you are quite confident.”
The Lotus clone looked at the opponent leisurely and was not afraid of the opponent attacking him in anger. If the rules of the Thousand Killings Battle were reduced to this level, he could easily leave here. The opponent's encirclement trend cannot be achieved.
As for the wheel battle, one way is to take turns with the opponent, but as long as you defeat the opponent in every round, the wheel battle will naturally not start.
The scheming spirit of these ghosts in the spirit body realm is not inferior to him. Since they spent so much scheming to lead him into a thousand-kill battle, they must have prepared the means to kill him. The Lotus clone didn't take it too lightly.
Before he finished speaking, a burst of weird laughter sounded.
A few beaks, with black feathers all over their bodies, ghosts that roughly maintained the shape of a human race flickered over. "What an arrogant Taixiao Sword Master, I hope you can keep being tough in the future."
"People are almost dead, so it's not a big deal to say harsh words." Compared with these five black-feathered ghosts, the other guys hiding in the gray-white mist are much more cautious, even if the ghost tribe occupies the dominant position. Absolute advantage and no intention of showing up.
"There are quite a lot of people here. It seems that even you feel that one or two rounds of wheel fighting can't defeat me. That's why so many clowns have come."
The Lotus clone reaches out. With one move, a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand , "Stop talking nonsense, which one of you will come up first to die."
"Arrogant, there are so many powerful people in the ghost world who killed me. Today I will let you know what the cycle of cause and effect is, and retribution is not good." Scholar Mingyang Folding Fan As soon as he closed it, he turned his fan into a sword and slashed at the lotus clone.
This sword slashed out, like the setting sun on the River Styx, and the sun set over the western mountains in the gloom, giving people a sense of twilight, as if everything in the world would eventually become as twilight as the fading sun.
This sword cuts both the inner body and the mind.
Scholar Mingyang, as one of the initiators of the slaying of the Lotus clone, wants to obtain the greatest benefits. In addition to offering suggestions, he must also show outstanding performance in combat power.
Otherwise, just by playing some conspiracy and trickery, you will not be able to deter other powerful people in the ghost world who also want to gain benefits.
Scholar Mingyang’s first move was not a reckless move. Before that, he had collected a large amount of information about Lotus clones and left himself with sufficient means. Even if it failed to work for a while, It will not lead to serious consequences.
As Scholar Mingyang took action, the three-legged red-eyed monster's eyes glowed with red light, and a ghostly illusion enveloped his eyes.
The Sangyue Ghost Master who brought this drum was not to be outdone. His body flashed and turned into a cold and strange ghost moon in the void. A beam of light broke into the illusion within Ghost Moon and went straight to the head of the lotus clone.
As Scholar Mingyang made three moves, a wave of ghost mist surged in the Thousand Kills Battle, forcibly isolating other ghost powerhouses.
This is the tyranny of Thousand Kills Battle. No distinction is made between friend and foe, aiming to establish a relatively fair place for fighting.
However, now that the Xuantian-level ghost weapon is damaged, the rules inside it have been loosened to a certain extent, which gives the ghosts such as Scholar Mingyang a loophole to take advantage of.
If this were not the case, with the reputation of the lotus clone over the years, powerful men from the ghost world such as Scholar Mingyang would not dare to provoke him easily. Even if they wanted to attack Jianmen Pass, they would attack in groups. He will not give the Lotus clone a chance to exert all its combat power.
Now that they have entered the Thousand Kills Battle, they don’t expect to win the opponent in the first wave. There are so many strong people who are deliberately planning to grind the lotus clones to death here.
The scholar Mingyang, the ghost master Mang Yue, and the three-legged red-eyed monster had already discussed it. Now they took action, and the cooperation was just right, directly blocking any possibility of the lotus clone's evasion.
"This combined attack is good. It seems that you have practiced it many times." Facing the three attacks that came at the same time, the Lotus clone did not use all its strength to block it, but simply swung a sword.
When the sword light was swallowed, the confusing ghost illusion was like a cut in the gauze.
Whoosh, the attacks of Scholar Mingyang and Ghost Lord Sangyue came at the same time, but the Lotus clone swayed through the opening, making the attacks of the two powerful enemies miss.
"Damn it!" The three-legged red-eyed monster became furious. The illusion he had arranged with all his strength was actually cut open by the lotus clone's sword, which somewhat made him lose face.
But before he could be angry for long, almost as soon as this idea came to his mind, a terrible crisis enveloped him.
The Lotus clone that had just escaped from the combined attack struck out a sword with a wave of its hand without any pause. There was nothing powerful about it, but it broke into the illusion again.
The three-legged and red-eyed monster was shrouded in a huge fear for a while. His soul seemed to be suppressed by the heavens, and the heavy pressure made him unable to breathe.
“Don’t be scared, red eyes!” Scholar Mingyang and Ghost Master Sangyue were startled at the same time.
The Lotus clone didn't perform much astonishingly, nor did it use any powerful magical powers. It only took the effort of raising a hand to easily defeat three combined attacks.
This kind of heavy-handed approach made Scholar Mingyang even more afraid. This guy is actually a bit more powerful than rumored.
After reacting, Scholar Ming Yang and Sang Yue Guita did not try to attack the Lotus clone this time. Instead, they joined forces to block the overbearing sword light for him.
Although the crises were resolved one after another, the three strong ghosts were completely mobilized by the lotus clones.
"The Wrath of Heaven will cut off the soul!" The lotus clone had unknowingly reached the top of the heads of the three ghosts, and slashed down with a sword in the air. In an instant, a dark abyss fell from above his head, completely covering the three ghosts and ghosts.
The ghost moon transformed by the Ghost Lord of the Sang Yue was completely submerged in the darkness, and the three-legged red-eyed monster's ghostly illusion seemed to be encompassed by a larger sword field.
Scholar Mingyang was shocked. He had already glanced at the Lotus clone, but he didn't expect that the other person's magical power was much more powerful than expected.
After the opponent's swordsmanship was slashed with this sword, he could no longer sense the presence of the auras of the Ghost Lord of the Moon and the three-legged red-eyed monster. In other words, they have been completely isolated.
With the three previous joint efforts, Scholar Mingyang still had the confidence to fight the Lotus clone. Even if he could not kill the opponent, as long as he could consume part of the opponent's strength, he would be successful. Even if it doesn't work, we should try out some methods. It's just that the plan was very thorough, but it didn't estimate the strength of the opponent.
"Your joint strength is not weak, but this improvised joint attack method has too many flaws." The lotus clone walked out of the ink-like night sky and slowly approached Scholar Mingyang.
"This is not like your swordsmanship, what kind of magical power is it?" Scholar Mingyang shouted angrily, but found that his consciousness and voice had been sealed in the night sky, and he could not hear it either. See the movement on the other side of the Sangyue Ghost Lord and the three-legged red-eyed monster.
"No need to waste your efforts. This magical power was born out of the Soul-Breaking Sword Domain in the Holy Soul Sword Monument. Although I am not proficient enough in using this method, you three can't break it in one stick of incense. ." The lotus clone spoke at the same time. At that moment, he raised his hand and struck a sword, "The Wrath of Heaven kills the soul."
This sword strike did not seem to be a straight line, it seemed to be crooked, but it passed through the body of Scholar Mingyang. The gap between the laws suddenly reached his side.
“No matter what you do in Laoshizi’s Soul-Breaking Sword Domain, when the attack is strong enough, even the toughest cage can be cut with one sword, and the sword will enter the underworld and illuminate the world!”
Scholar Mingyang shouted violently, and a dim yellow fireball rose behind him, like a dim sun in the underworld. The yellow color spread with rust-like light in all directions, as if he wanted to pierce the sword field in front of him in this way. Cage.
Scholar Mingyang waved the folding fan forward, and countless sword lights poured out, instantly drowning the opponent's sword light.
It seems that the sword light of the lotus clone has been completely wrapped in it. Scholar Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief. This guy's methods so far seemed unfathomable, but they were more than mysterious, and his power didn't seem to be as powerful as it seemed.
Maybe the lotus clone temporarily isolated and trapped the three of them. It's not as easy as it seems. The other party is somewhat consumed.
But Scholar Mingyang was not happy for a long time. A silver thread passed through the heavy sword light like the dusk sun and came directly between the eyebrows of Scholar Mingyang.
Once this silver thread broke through all the obstacles, its speed was astonishing. Scholar Mingyang raised his eyebrows and slashed out several swords one after another. Unexpectedly, the silver thread is like a nimble fish swimming upstream against the rapids, but it can always avoid the rapids and stick to the edge to find holes.
Scholar Mingyang could obviously see and sense the sword thread, but he couldn't stop it, or even slow down the speed of the silver thread.
Several sword strikes in succession failed to work. The silver sword thread came close in a blink of an eye. Scholar Mingyang was startled, took a step back, and disappeared into the dim sun in a flash. Inside.
The rusty sun intertwined with the silver threads, making an incompatible sound.
Scholar Mingyang, who was temporarily out of danger, suddenly broke into a cold sweat behind his back. Although he had escaped the danger temporarily, Scholar Mingyang still felt a tingling sensation between his eyebrows.
The opponent's sword intention was so condensed.
At this time, Scholar Mingyang did not have a very intuitive feeling about the strength of the Lotus clone. Instead, he felt that he could not see through the other party. Even if he had already fought against the other party, he still felt like he was seeing flowers in the fog. .
Scholar Ming Yang waved his hands, and the dim sun was shining brightly. He wanted to use the Ming Sun fire to burn through the darkness in front of him.
You don’t need to be able to cause damage to the lotus clone, as long as you can break through the shackles in front of you, join up with the Ghost Lord of the Moon, the three-legged red-eyed monster, and open up the connection between the three parties, you will be considered successful.
He spent a lot of effort to refine this dusk sun, which is the essence of his cultivation. As long as he hides in the dusk sun and does not rush forward, he is confident that the lotus clone will not be able to do anything to him for a while.
The lotus clone walked in the void, looking up and down at the increasingly larger dusk sun, then stretched out his hand and slashed down with the extremely condensed sword light.
This sword light condensed to one point, without any tricks, piercing the dusk.
Poof, the dim light on the outermost edge failed to block the sword light, and it broke in for a section. However, the sword light has also weakened.
Scholar Mingyang snorted coldly. The opponent's sword looked extremely sharp, but as it advanced layer by layer, the sharpness would inevitably disappear, and soon it would completely lose its threat to him.
If the other party only uses this method in front of them, as long as the Sang Yue Ghost Lord and the three-legged red-eyed monster are more conservative, and hold on for a long time, they will definitely be able to get together again.
Scholar Mingyang had just had this thought in his mind, when suddenly a figure walked out of the darkness, and it was undoubtedly the clone of Lotus.
The opponent was holding a head in his hand, which was a three-legged, red-eyed monster.
Scholar Mingyang was horrified. The attack power of the three-legged red-eyed monster may not be particularly outstanding, but its ability to protect itself with its ghostly magic is extremely strong. There are many records of escaping from stronger enemies in the past.
He can still maintain his position, but the three-legged red-eyed monster has already fallen first. What makes Scholar Mingyang's heart palpitate even more is that after the two figures of the other party merged, their aura seemed to become more distant and misty.
The Lotus clone raised his hand and threw it, and the flying sword in his hand shot out like a white rainbow, converging with the previous sword light that had not been completely offset.
The fading sword light suddenly became sharper after being replenished. Scholar Mingyang felt that this round of strong defense of the sun no longer seemed as impregnable as before.
On the contrary, it looked a bit like a huge balloon, while the opponent's flying sword was like a sharp needle, giving him an increasingly sharp feeling.
Poof! The balloon seemed to be unable to hold up, and the sword edge broke in a little. Scholar Mingyang's heart skipped a beat, but before he had time to respond, the sword that had broken through flashed and completely penetrated into the dusk.
Shocked, Scholar Mingyang hurriedly tried to escape, but before he could take any further action, the incoming flying sword had already penetrated his body. A severe stinging pain was felt, the sword intent was raging in the body, and the soul of Scholar Mingyang was instantly suppressed.
Puff puff puff, under the blow and cut of the sword light, the body of Scholar Mingyang was torn into pieces. The dusk sun was also cut apart like his body, scattering countless fireballs of various sizes, in the pitch black darkness. The night sky was like fireworks, burning and dying quickly.
The Lotus clone stretched out his hand, and the flying sword that broke through the dusk returned to his hand, and he swung the sword across the night sky.
In an instant, the night was like a curtain divided by a sword. Light fell wherever the sword passed, and what arrived with the light was the cold and evil crescent moon.
The Mang Yue Ghost Lord was standing under the crescent moon, playing a bone flute, and the moving ghost sound was like a thread, intertwined with the surrounding sword energy. For a while, the two were at loggerheads.
As the dark night was divided into two with a sword, Scholar Mingyang screamed, and the exploding dusk sun naturally fell into the eyes of the Sangyue Ghost Master.
The Sangyue Ghost Master looked frightened. She had already sensed the death of the three-legged red-eyed monster before. After just a short time, Scholar Mingyang actually had only a wisp of the Remnant God Escape left. Three She was the only one left inside who was still struggling to hold on.