Chapter 1087 Killing the Ten Kings
The river of blood runs through the heaven and the earth,
The eleven kings vomited blood, collapsed, and had broken muscles and bones!
Under the blood river, a blood-robed Taoist watched quietly, seeming to have awakened some kind of instinct.
"Physical training, is this how to fight?"
Jiang Ding was stunned.
Overcoming strength with softness, constantly wearing down the strength, and then cutting it off with one sword. This is the classic method used by sword cultivators in the realm to face powerful physical cultivators. It is not that there is nothing they can do.
"After all, it makes people unhappy."
"How can it be me who is in Rou's position..."
Jiang Ding shook his head.
He looked at the eleven kings who were rolling and crawling into the void, smashing black holes into the void.
They looked very miserable, with many broken bones and bones, and they were vomiting blood. Their bodies were bloody and bloody, and they looked like they were about to die.
However, this is an illusion.
As physical practitioners, their most powerful thing is their physique, which has strong self-healing ability, and these injuries are recovering quickly.
Before the flying sword blades actually cut into their bodies and the sword energy and sword intent were injected into the wounds, all the seemingly horrific injuries were not enough to evaluate the results of the battle.
"Swordsmanship!"
"The swordsmanship of the fourth level of swordsmanship!"
At this time, in the frightened and puzzled eyes of the kings, the Sword King suddenly shouted: "The swordsmanship of the human race! You have obtained the swordsmanship inheritance of the ancient Shinto!"
"Ancient Shinto?"
Jiang Ding was startled.
This king of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan seems to know something. He has certain achievements in cold weapons. He seems to be in the third level of swordsmanship and can refine swords into silk.
Yes, although he is called the King of Swordsmen and uses knives instead of swords, his level of swordsmanship is called the third level of swordsmanship.
Because, in this world, there are sword cultivators, but there are no sword cultivators, no hammer cultivators, no spear cultivators, and no bow cultivators.
Perhaps some cultivators who love these weapons like to call themselves this.
However, this is nothing, it is just self-proclaimed.
On a higher path, in the vast and endless perspective of the universe, among the many monks who claim to be cold weapons, only sword cultivators have reached an extremely high level and formulated the rules of the universe, making sword cultivators a kind of harmony and sunshine. Water and air are natural things.
Among the various immortal achievements of Leng Weapon, the swords, hammers, axes and spears, all put together, are not as good as the sword.
Furthermore, these realms of swordsmanship and spearmanship all draw heavily on the excellent immortal achievements in swordsmanship, and even the cores are basically the same.
For example, the King of Swordsman's sword skills, although he has the realm of refining swords into silk, but he prefers to enhance the momentum of the sword to the extreme, condense the sword's momentum and soul, and use the momentum and force to suppress people. There are many differences from swordsmanship. , but it is just a different application of the core of swordsmanship.
"King of Swordsmen, what is the ancient Shinto?"
Jiang Ding asked cordially and friendly.
The constant exploration of knowledge and unknowns has been his lifelong habit, and for this he is even willing to spend one ten thousandth of his precious breathing time on the battlefield in exchange.
"Hmph!"
The Sword King looked cold and showed no sign of answering.
Jiang Ding's friendly smile faded.
boom!
Another bloody sword light fell like thunder!
This sword uses the sword mind as the bone, the sword edge as the blade, and condenses millions of swords into one sword. The sword is like the sound of thunder, and the sword body is as bright as silk thread. The sword body is as bright and dim as mist, dim and flickering, like countless flexible Made of silk threads, it exudes a terrifying aura of immortality.
"Immortal swordsmanship..."
The look of fear on the Sword King's face became even stronger.
This sword was ordinary, just a slash.
However, in the eyes of a master of swordsmanship like him, there are many terrifying swordsmanships such as sword intent, sword light differentiation, sword energy thunder, sword refining into silk, sword energy immortality, etc., which have been accumulated and transformed layer by layer. , changed millions of times in an instant, and finally settled into a sword that was extremely targeted at physical cultivation.
The immortality of the sword cultivator is not aimed at oneself, making oneself immortal.
Instead, it keeps changing and cuts out the sharpest sword!
Before this sword came, wisps of tingling sensations continued to appear on the surface of the kings' bodies, and the precious bodies that had been honed to the extreme were frantically warning.
This is not a sword that can be resisted with physical strength!
"Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
At the critical moment of life and death, King Mo Ye, King Sha Yi and other kings went crazy, burning their Qi and blood decisively, and their bodies were shining in all directions like a furnace of blood light.
This scorching hot energy and blood power even caused the Blood River Sword Domain, which contained the immortal will, to ripple.
"Kill!"
The eleven kings drank wildly.
They burned their energy and blood, and erupted with terrifying power. The immortal chaotic spaces of the kings were intertwined and integrated into one body, mixed with the color of blood, and finally formed a chaotic immortal vortex of a thousand feet in size.
This whirlpool of chaos was held up by eleven Imperial Clan royal soldiers, as if it were holding up a big star, and it was smashing towards the uncertain bloody light!
The dark and uncertain bloody sword thread arrived as expected.
This sword wire is as thin as a willow leaf and as tough as a pampas grass. It sways with the wind and seems to be extremely weak. It can be flicked away with a gentle flick.
However, when this wisp of the sword actually fell into the immortal chaotic whirlpool that the eleven kings fought to cut out.
The world suddenly became silent.
boom!
Boom!
The horrific explosion was like the orbits of two suns being disrupted and intersecting head-on, causing a devastating disaster in the universe. There was a bloody light between the sky and the earth, and then there was a chaotic gray light. Large areas of the void disappeared, and the mountains and the earth were silently destroyed. Swallowed, everything disappeared.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Keng!
A blood-colored flying sword that looked very dim retreated back and whistled softly.
"Brothers,"
"You are a bit weak, and it affects me..."
Jiang Ding sighed slightly.
This sword is the original magic weapon of the Blood River King, a blood river refined by countless creatures. He added many heavenly materials and earthly treasures and mixed it with the Blood River King's bones, meridians, skin, and hair to refine it into a sword. Baozhong is not weak.
However, that's all.
Compared with the swordsmanship at the fourth level of swordsmanship, it is quite different.
Not just the flying sword, the Blood River King's magic power, the Blood River King's immortal foundation, the Blood River King's spiritual consciousness...
Everything is like this.
This is a fact that a slave clan and a slave king must face. It is impossible to lay a deep foundation. The conditions are so difficult. To be able to survive and advance to become a god is already considered a peerless genius in the human race.
The combat power displayed now relies entirely on the swordsmanship that has been hidden for nearly ten thousand years.
When the smoke disappeared, the figure of the eleven kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan was revealed.
Each of them was extremely miserable, and the Chaos Eternal Space was temporarily shattered. Some had broken hands, some had broken legs, and some had a huge gap in their waists.
These wounds were all cut by the Blood River Sword himself. The wounds contained the will of the Blood River Sword, which was frantically destroying and devouring the flesh and blood of the kings, and neutralizing their immortality.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go! The emperor is behind us, we still have a chance!"
The eleven kings reluctantly stood up, everyone was injured, and said extremely decisively.
They did not scatter, they formed a battle formation, and ran wildly into the distance like giants that stepped into the sky. They were no longer filled with hatred as before and wanted to pursue them relentlessly.
"You want to escape?"
"This is somewhat possible."
Jiang Ding smiled slightly.
"My friends, if you want to escape, it's very simple."
"Take two more swords from me."
"That's it."
Keng!
The Blood River Sword chanted softly, absorbing the spiritual energy of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, and the slightly dim sword body became bright red and agile again. The endless blood light shrouded the world, and then suddenly shrank, condensing into a streak of unpredictable blood light. It was extremely bright and extremely dazzling. Regardless of whether they watched it or not, it filled the hearts of all kings forcefully and could not be avoided at all.
Cold murderous intent enveloped everyone's hearts.
"Kill!"
King Ba Dao, King Sha Yi, King Mo Ye and other kings stopped under the trembling instinct, burned their essence and blood, gathered all their strength in a battle formation, and blasted backward with all their strength.
boom!
This time, during the clash of swords, terrifying power exploded, spreading to the bodies of the eleven kings through the Horned Demon Imperial Clan's royal soldiers, causing their flesh and skin to stir like water waves.
"No!"
"Ah!"
There was a king who screamed in fear and shrilly. He was the relatively weak Demon Leaf King among the kings.
boom!
The next moment, the body of the Demon Leaf King exploded into a mass of blood mist, leaving only a skeleton a hundred feet high, still running.
boom!
Boom boom!
This is the beginning. Following the Demon Leaf King, the bodies of King Sha Yi and many other kings exploded into balls of blood mist, leaving only a giant skeleton hundreds of feet tall running around. Their breath weakened sharply, but Still frantically smashing through space to escape.
Even the immortal treasure body of the king of the imperial clan cannot resist the sword of the fourth level of swordsmanship!
The only one who was relatively normal was the King of Swordsmen. His body was shaking like water waves, but after all, he could still maintain a humanoid shape and did not explode.
"Not dead,"
"You are not dead."
Seeing this, Jiang Ding was really helpless: "You are simply more alive than cockroaches. I am obviously so much better than you, but I am still so endless."
"You guys are so,"
"It makes people happy."
Keng!
Jiang Ding struck out with his sword again.
This sword no longer has the majestic appearance, the bloody light covering the sky and the earth, and the various strange phenomena. Instead, it is invisible and has no quality, arriving in an instant, covering the hearts of all kings.
"No!"
"No!"
The Demon Leaf King had a clear premonition of something, and he shouted sternly: "King of the Blood River, you can only kill the Imperial clan members below the king level."
"If you kill the king of the imperial clan, you will definitely die!"
"No one in the entire realm can protect you!"
"Even the Flame Emperor's son can't do it!"
"King of Blood River, don't make a mistake!"
At the end of his words, his voice was pleading. He was no longer crazy, no longer bloodthirsty, and no longer had the dignity of an imperial king. He was pleading desperately.
However, the cold killing intent did not diminish at all.
Getting closer and colder.
Death brought by the sword is coming unstoppably.
"Stop!"
"I am willing to surrender!"
"I am willing to serve and fight for the Emperor of Flame Style! I will swear allegiance now..."
These are the words of another king.
He begged and begged, and even swore an oath of allegiance towards the small black water world where the Emperor of Flame Style was. He was extremely sincere to the Emperor of Flame Style whom he had said in the past that he would not be in conflict with each other.
"I am the king of the Flame Stone Family!"
"I am the third uncle of the Flame Emperor's son!"
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, otherwise the Flame Emperor will definitely kill you, Blood River King..."
These are the words of King Sha Yi, a branch of the Yanshi family.
"I wish..."
"You damn slave..."
Under the pressure of life and death, many kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan went crazy, begging for mercy, insulting, and threatening, all using different methods, which was dazzling.
Keng!
The clear and melodious sound of the sword came as expected, ending all words.
The world fell silent.
No more noise.
Jiang Ding stopped and admired it quietly.
The bodies of the eleven blood-skull-like Horned Demon Emperor Clan kings were stiff and they did not continue to run, but stopped. They did not even have the inertia of their bodies and were killed.
"You...this slave...will definitely die from now on..."
The Demonic Leaf King's eyes turned dull.
Click!
A crack appeared in his blood-skull-like brow bone.
Then, the cracks spread like a spider web to the entire body.
The cracks are horizontal and vertical, with smooth edges. They are not natural, but are the same marks made by the sword, covering every bone on the giant body of 100 feet. There is no missing place.
Bang!
Finally, the body of Demon Leaf King Baizhang collapsed, his skull was shattered, his spine was shattered, and all his bones were shattered and turned into fine powder.
This powder is gray in color, without any vitality. All vitality has been swallowed up by a bloody light, and it turns into a blood dragon and flies into a bloody long sword. It becomes the material for the flying sword to be refined and improved, making its aura stronger again. One point, the weakness of the fragile sword body was made up for one point.
Demon Leaf King, die!
The soul is destroyed!
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The death of the Demon Leaf King was the beginning. There were sounds of bones collapsing. The hundreds of feet of blood-bone giants died one after another. The huge bones were chopped into billions of fragments. All the souls and life essence were swallowed by the blood dragon and turned into The supreme holy material for refining flying swords.
There are a total of ten blood dragon-like blood lights, which are blood dragons containing the life essence of the ten horned devil emperor kings. They rush toward the Blood River Sword, wrapping it up and continuously refining it to enhance its essence.
Ten ways.
Yes, ten paths.
"Drink!"
The last king, the Overlord Sword King, burned everything, slashed out a sharp sword light with a huge sky sword, and shattered the bloody sword light that passed through layers of flesh and blood. At the cost of his body being broken from the head down, he successfully survived.
He was trembling in his heart, extremely frightened, and without any courage to look back, he frantically ran for his life backwards with his head.
"Not bad."
"King of Swordsmen, your strength is not weak."
Jiang Ding praised.
His hand was on the hilt of his sword.
Then, he let go again, allowing the Sword King with only one head left to escape without taking any further action.
"The sky..."
Jiang Ding's eyes were focused on the more than thirty kings who were chasing them at high speed in the distance, and then on the elegant and elegant emperor in the center.
Emperor Cangkong's heart trembled.
He unexpectedly paused subconsciously, as if he smelled the scent of a natural enemy.
"The sky,"
"I will find you again."
Jiang Ding took a deep look at Emperor Cangkong among the more than thirty kings. He had no intention of hitting the stone with an egg. The figure wrapped around ten blood dragons that had not yet been refined, and slowly disappeared.
He made no contact and left one step ahead.
(End of chapter)