Chapter 869: Killing with a Borrowed Sword
The Sword-Eating Ancestor has an unforgettable memory of Zhang Qian’s aura. The sword he had worked so hard to refine for countless years was taken away by Zhang Qian. He wished he could torture Zhang Qian for hundreds of millions of years before he could forgive his hatred. , sensing the familiar aura appearing on this demon, the Sword-Eating Ancestor's face suddenly darkened, and he was about to catch the little demon, but unexpectedly the demon suddenly disappeared that day.
"Huh?"
The Sword-Eating Ancestor rolled his eyes. He was not stupid. The demon had already appeared outside the canyon at this moment, and was still within the range of his spiritual consciousness.
"Are you trying to lead me forward? Haha, okay, I will see what your plan is, no matter how you arrange it, it can only be settled with one sword!"
Understanding that this strange demon was tempting him, the Sword-Eating Ancestor was fearless. He sneered several times, waved his hand and put away the Great Xia Li Ding. He always carried this treasure with him when he went out.
After collecting Da Xia Li Ding, the Sword-Eating Ancestor told the white rat spirits and drew an illusory sword light straight towards the devil.
Under the command of Zhang Qian, that demon dodged again and advanced a certain distance before the Sword-Eating Ancestor could get close.
The Sword-Eating Ancestor was not in a hurry and just followed this demon, sneering all the time.
After he became a master of swordsmanship, he never met an opponent. He always boasted that he was the best in swordsmanship in the world. If it were not for the purpose of cultivating the sword spirit of the Immortal Emperor and creating a perfect sword body for the sword spirit, he would have left the Grand Canyon long ago. Thirty-six states dominate the world.
He has unparalleled self-confidence, and he can kill any conspiracy with one sword.
He also believes that as long as he meets Zhang Qian again, he will be able to regain the sword blank.
Luo Shikun and others did not fly far. Zhang Qian’s demons had already seen Luo Shikun and his group flying over the boundless wilderness within a short while. Even at this moment, Luo Shikun had found another one worth conquering. The demon is using the Zhou Guang Dingxian Bell to suppress the opponent.
At this time, the demon suddenly flashed near Luo Shikun and others.
“Huh? Why is there a demon here?”
Someone discovered this demon. Just when he was curious, the sword light transformed by the Sword-Eating Ancestor flew straight over!
The ancestor of the Sword-Eating Ancestor's spiritual consciousness is so terrifying, containing the unparalleled true meaning of swordsmanship. With just one glance, he can clearly see the details of Luo Shikun and others.
Luo Shikun is currently using the Zhouguang Dingxian Bell to suppress a demon that keeps roaring and looks like a green python. This demon has two curved dragon horns on its head. I don’t know if it is real. Descendants of dragons.
Hoho!
After discovering the traces of the Sword-Eating Ancestor, the snake-shaped demon roared, not knowing whether it was asking for help or talking about something else.
The Sword-Eating Ancestor suddenly stopped and looked coldly at the snake-shaped demon that was falling behind and struggling.
He stood in the clouds and watched helplessly.
“Who is it!”
The monks from the Tianhuang Sect discovered the Sword-Destroying Ancestor and were all on guard.
Luo Shikun seemed not to have seen the Sword-Eating Ancestor. He gently shook the divine bell in his hand, and the melodious bell rang, condensing the time and space around the snake-shaped demon. When the demon couldn't move, he didn't know where to start. Wherever a six-story pagoda was built, as soon as the pagoda was closed, the snake-shaped demon was taken in and completely suppressed.
After doing this, Luo Shikun began to look at the Sword-Eating Ancestor. This short old man was very strange in his eyes. He could not see through the other person's cultivation.
"You..." Luo Shikun was about to ask, but his expression changed slightly the next moment. He turned over his hand and took out a sparkling mirror. The mirror was flashing with aura, and the frequency was extremely rapid. "Be careful, this is a demon!"
The treasured mirror is a magic weapon that is specially designed to sense the traces of demons. It is also because of this treasured mirror that Luo Shikun can do this in the boundless wilderness. It's easy to find those monsters.
Now that the treasure mirror flickered, he suddenly understood that the short old man opposite was also a demon.
"Monster? Are you talking about me, ancestor? Huh, I have to say, you did a good job just now. Ancestor always hates these long worms! This divine clock in your hand is a good treasure, bring it!"
< br>The Sword-Biting Ancestor stretched out his hand. At this moment, he couldn't care about the demon that had disappeared without a trace. He had lived from the ancient times to the present, how could he not recognize that the divine bell was an innate spiritual treasure?
And this innate spiritual treasure is still in the hands of a Taiyi Golden Immortal. This is simply a God-given opportunity.
"Are you crazy? The Tianhuang Sect's religious treasure is something that you, an ugly demon, are qualified to covet. My mission is to conquer the boundless demons. I am worried that I can't find them. You can bring it to your door yourself, so I won’t be polite.”
Luo Shikun was secretly amused. Although he couldn't see the strange old man's cultivation, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that the old man's blood was strange and could hide his own cultivation. He didn't believe that he had an innate spiritual treasure. Hands, there will be monsters who can compete with you in the boundless wilderness.
"Ugly?"
The Sword-Eating Ancestor's eyes were cold. After his transformation, he was only three feet tall, and his face was indeed extremely ugly. This made him extremely concerned about other people's opinions. For this reason, he didn't know He destroyed many monks who despised him.
"I understand, you are all Zhang Qian's enemies, right?"
The Sword-Eating Ancestor stared at Luo Shikun and asked in a harsh voice.
"Do you know Zhang Qian? What is the relationship between you monster and Zhang Qian?"
Luo Shikun's tone became unkind. Zhang Qian had suffered a big loss just now, and it was the time when he was feeling aggrieved.
"Ancestor understands, that damned thief Zhang Qian wants to use his sword to kill people, and uses my ancestor's hand to deal with you. I thought he had some plan, but it turns out it's nothing more than that. I have to take care of you, ancestor." Thank you for sending an innate spiritual treasure to me, and you will all die!"
The temperament of the Sword-eating Ancestor suddenly changed, with that kind of supreme sword intention that has never been seen before or since. Fully revealed.
Hiss...!
Luo Shikun and other tens of thousands of Tianhuang Sect monks took a breath. They had never seen this kind of sword intent before. As the supreme elder of Tianhuang Sect, he had been to Tianjian Sect more than once, but even if Tianhuang Sect The sword intentions of the Dao Luo Masters of the Sword Sect and even Tian Jianzi, the Holy Master of the Tian Sword Sect, were not as terrifying as the sword intent in front of him.
The two are not on the same level at all!
Buzz!
The illusory and uncertain Immortal Emperor Sword Spirit appears in the hands of the Sword-Bite Ancestor. Holding the sword soul, the Sword-Bite Ancestor has become the ultimate swordsman in the world, and is a being that countless sword cultivators need to look up to.
“Let’s go!”
Luo Shikun suddenly shouted hoarsely and shook the Zhouguang Dingxian Bell hard, and the vast bell rang, stagnating thousands of miles in time and space.
But before he could escape, the ancestor of the Sword-biting Sword actually ignored the power that stagnated time and space, and sneered: "All avenues are heretics in the eyes of this ancestor! Open!"
With a roar, the Sword-biting Ancestor The sword ancestor pointed his sword spirit in his hand, and the stagnant time and space of thousands of miles were cut from the middle, and billions of sword energy stabbed at all the Tianhuang Sect monks.
"Impossible!"
Luo Shikun's eyes widened. He never expected that this terrifying old man could ignore the power of Zhouguang Dingxian Bell.
This is the frightening thing about how one sword can break through all kinds of magic. Breaking through all kinds of magic is not just talk. When you reach the realm of swordsmanship of the ancestor of the Sword-Eating Ancestor, even the magical power from the innate spirit treasure will be destroyed by him. Break with one sword!
(End of this chapter)