Chapter 1047: See the true self with one sword, the ultimate demon, the hell knife
See the black sword curtain fall.
Master Tianjing’s eyes were like water, and all the energy and energy in his body burst out, forming a shocking sword intent.
"Zhenwu Kendo, you can see your true self with one sword!"
Master Tianjing shouted in a low voice.
The sword in his hand was raised.
Then the sword was slashed out, and a bright sword light burst out, accompanied by a deep sound.
The sound vibrated loudly, like a giant whispering.
This whisper made the sword in Master Tianjing's hand tremble slightly, as if it was resonating.
The changes in the sword light shook the mind, and the sword rain was as bright as the morning glow, illuminating the black mist of the sky and the earth like daylight, extremely dazzling.
Yang Xu, who had not yet left, couldn't help but take a breath when he saw this sword.
The power of this sword is so powerful that he cannot comprehend it at all.
This sword made him feel suffocated.
The sword radiance was too strong and terrifying, making him feel like he was being killed by a sword.
“Why, the strength has been suppressed, why is the sword energy still so terrifying!”
Yang Xu thought in his heart.
And in his eyes, the bright sword light collided with the black sword light.
The heaven and earth seemed to disappear suddenly.
“Your sword is so brilliant!”
Sikong Bulao said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, the bright sword light swept towards him.
"It's just a pity!"
After he finished speaking, the bright sword light seemed to be suppressed by a heavy gravity and began to collapse, unable to reach Sikong Bulao.
“Really?”
“How do you feel about my sword?”
After the bright sword light disappeared, a deep voice came out in front of Sikong Bulao.
A very dull sword light appeared.
But when he saw the sword light, Sikong Bulao's eyes changed drastically.
The eyes became extremely solemn.
Because there were changes around him, Master Tianjing's figure appeared around him, it was an image, not a real person.
"This is the real sword move to see the true self with one sword!"
Sikong Bulao looked at the phantom of Master Tianjing and said.
“Yes!”
“After the dazzling youth, there is the true self, which is also the essence of this sword.”
“Even if my strength is suppressed now, I will concentrate on the sea. I still have a hint of domain power!”
"This sword is driven by the power of my mind!"
Master Tianjing spoke, and his entire figure turned into light and shadow, and he slashed out with a sword.
Outside.
What everyone saw was Master Tianjing slashing out with his sword.
There is no sword energy above the sword light.
But everyone felt an extremely heavy pressure.
"So what if you see the real me! With my sword, everything will be destroyed!"
"Kill!!"
An extremely strong murderous aura accompanied Sikong Bulao's The voice came out.
At this moment, Sikong Bu Lao's figure began to transform into a demonic shadow. The aura emanating from his body made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the blood in his body was about to freeze.
"Death!"
"Extreme Demon, Hell Knife!"
Sikong Bulao's eyes shot out with a frightening ferocious light, he was vicious, cruel, and inhumane, and he killed with one strike.
The sword intent with great terror and evil aura also completely erupted, the sky seemed to darken, and blood poured out from the soles of the feet. The cold and ruthless sword intent would pull people into hell and drown them completely. .
This moment! !
The hearts of those watching the battle felt as if they were being stared at with ruthless eyes by a terrifying demon from hell!
It makes people fall into a cold and emotionless purgatory.
A slight movement of mind may lead to complete collapse!
This sword is like a demon, and its meaning is like hell!
The light of the sword collided with the light of the sword.
Shattered at the same time.
Only this time, Master Tianjing was knocked back by the terrifying knife intent, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a visible bone mark appeared on his body.
As for Sikong Bulao, he only took three steps back.
But there was also a sword mark on his chest.
Blood kept pouring out. Feel the pain in your chest.
"Tian Jing, your sword is very powerful. If your strength were not suppressed, I am afraid that this sword could penetrate my body!"
"It's a pity not! As long as your strength is not suppressed, I am afraid that this sword can penetrate my body!" If you don’t kill me with one blow, these injuries are useless to me!”
Sikong Bulao said coldly.
While he was speaking, the blood-flowing sword marks on his body quickly condensed into scars, leaving only a sword mark. It could be seen that a sword had cut it open here just now.
"With your injuries and strength, it is almost impossible to unleash that sword strike just now!"
"If I swallow your flesh and blood today, my strength will definitely take a small step forward!"
" Yang Xu, leave this to me. You go and deal with Mu Qingxuan and the others, but don’t let me down. I’m very optimistic about you!”
Sikong Bulao looked at Yang Xu and said.
Yang Xu nodded.
He wants to kill Mu Qingxuan and Yu Peiyu.
At this moment
In one place.
Among the figures in black robes, Mu Qingxuan's eyes were sharp. At this moment, the sword in her hand was unusually scarlet. On it, there was a blood-red rune, which seemed to be quietly melted away by the blood.
Buzz!
The sound of a sword chant resounded across the sky
The sword moved, and a dazzling bloody light erupted. Immediately, a blood-red sword light suddenly rushed out and attacked the people in black robes around it.
The man in black robe was instantly enveloped in sword light.
Then the body split into two.
Mu Qingxuan’s bloodline is the bloodline of swordsmanship.
This is also the reason why she has a special talent for swordsmanship.
After the sword light, the scene was a little quiet.
Boom!
Suddenly, a figure shot out from under Mu Qingxuan's feet.
The palm of the visitor's hand turned red and he was extremely fast.
Mu Qingxuan, who had just drawn her sword, had no time to resist, so she could only instinctively draw her sword to resist.
Bang!
The body was knocked upside down and flew out.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood spurted out,
The long sword in his hand supported the ground to stabilize his body.
"As expected of a person who came down from the Tianmen, his strength is extraordinary, what a pity!"
"You are still just a little bit behind!"
The person who appeared had a stern look on his face. Looked at Mu Qingxuan.
Of course, although the attack was successful, the attacker did not attack again.
Mu Qingxuan is a person above Tianmen. He doesn't know if the opponent has any other trump cards.
At this moment
Yu Peiyu moved and appeared next to Mu Qingxuan. She checked Mu Qingxuan's injuries and her eyes focused.
Although Mu Qingxuan vomited blood at the corner of her mouth, her injuries were not serious.
Because she has armor on her body.
"I'm fine, but the situation is not optimistic now. I'm afraid we need to find an opportunity to leave through Tianmen!"
Mu Qingxuan looked at Yu Peiyu and said.
“Can’t you leave and go to Tianmen again?”
Yu Peiyu said in a deep voice after hearing this.
The situation here is not good now. A stronger master will appear soon, so he wants to take Mu Qingxuan away.
"There are coordinates here. We can directly enter the Zhenwu Temple above the Ditianmen. If we go elsewhere, we don't know where we will be?"
Mu Qingxuan said.
“Hoo!”
At this moment, a figure came galloping over.
It was Yang Xu. He fell down and looked at Yu Peiyu and Mu Qingxuan.
"Uncle Master!"
When some disciples of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple saw Yang Xu, their faces showed joy and they shouted towards Yang Xu.
What greeted him was Yang Xu’s bloody palm.
In the blink of an eye, he shot out his palm, hitting several people in a row.
All the blood from these people was sucked into his palm.
"Uncle Master, you!"
Some people looked at Yang Xu in horror.
“See you, Your Majesty!”
The man in black robe who had previously injured Mu Qingxuan saluted Yang Xu,
(End of this chapter)