Chapter 1100 Apart from humans, all the races in the realm are barbarians
Jiang Ding vomited blood and stepped back. The river of blood he relied on for immortality was evaporated and shrank sharply.
"This is it!"
"Swordsmanship...the fourth realm!"
Jiang Ding raised his head and looked at the phantom of the one-horned demon god behind the Cangkong Emperor who was charging towards him violently, and at the heavenly sword full of madness and heat.
All the realms of cold weapons in the world can be summarized in the way of swordsmanship!
No matter what name it has, whether it is the sword mountain realm, the sword flow realm, or various names based on the customs, culture and development of civilization of the respective races, it is extremely complicated.
But its core is the realm of swordsmanship!
Because of the way of swordsmanship, I have gone too deep into the immortal civilization.
No matter what kind of strange and strange swordsmanship, you can find its shadow in the swordsmanship. The most scientific and accurate way to summarize it is to call the realm of swordsmanship the corresponding realm of swordsmanship.
Now, something shocking happened.
A person from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, a race like a barbarian - yes, human swordsman monks are always so conceited.
They believe that their race is the best in the world in swordsmanship, and that races other than humans, no matter how strong or weak, or how brilliant their civilizations are, must be barbaric races when it comes to swordsmanship, like uncivilized savages, with obvious and undisguised racial discrimination.
However, now,
A god-level expert from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan actually understood the fourth realm of swordsmanship, the Immortal Realm!
This is simply a fantasy.
Can you understand how to use a sword?
The scaly hands of your Horned Demon Emperor clan are extremely rough and are not suitable for holding a sword at all. Your limbs are well-developed and your mind is simple. Half of your brain is made up of muscles. Swordsmanship requires great skill and sharpening of the Taoist mind. , in the direction of the sword's heart, how is it possible to understand the swordsmanship of the fourth level of swordsmanship? ! !
"Death!"
"Death, death, death..."
The demon flame giant transformed by Emperor Cangkong went crazy and ignored the shock of the blood-robed Taoist. It embraced the flame giant pillar and chopped it down again with the one-horned demon god's heavenly sword behind him.
Although he is crazy, he can easily find the true form of the Blood River King hidden in countless blood rivers.
boom!
The flame giant pillar and the magic knife once again slashed away the crimson flying sword, killing the blood-robed Taoist until he vomited blood and fell back. Thousands of blood river tributaries were steaming in the terrible high temperature, and half of the blood river water that symbolized the life of the blood monks was boiling. Transpiration reveals a dry space river, which is shrinking.
boom!
Boom boom!
The blood-robed Taoist was slashed three times in an instant. His body continued to retreat, the blood river continued to shrink, the river dried up, and his breath continued to decrease.
He is getting closer to death!
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"You! How dare you attack me with sword skills!"
"Use sword skills!!!"
Jiang Ding vomited blood and rolled in the air like a ball, but he suddenly became furious and extremely angry, completely breaking his defense.
He was beaten with a sword by the barbarians!
"You are so brave!"
"You are so brave!"
"Your name is Cang Yan, right? Remember it for me! I already remember you!"
Jiang Ding seemed to have been beaten stupidly. There was no Emperor of the Sky in his eyes at all. He was staring at the phantom totem of the one-horned demon god. Under his cold expression, he was roaring and cursing in his heart.
boom!
The demon flame giant transformed by the Emperor of the Blue Sky came suddenly again, and the giant flame pillar and the demon knife fell again with overwhelming madness and demonic intent.
He doesn't care what his enemies think.
On the contrary, the angrier the enemy is and the more he curses, the happier he is.
Strong enemies curse themselves.
This is the greatest happiness on earth!
This is more pleasurable than being carefully played with by a peerless beauty. Beauty is simply worthless and like dust in front of a powerful enemy who is on the verge of death.
"Blood River King, die!"
Emperor Cangkong roared coldly.
His path to the ancient emperor was cut off. However, this alien peerless genius was also going to die. This gave him a little comfort. Using this as a fulcrum, he had to begin to accept the reality.
"Death?"
"Hmph."
Jiang Ding snorted and said coldly: "You shouldn't use swordsmanship, especially in front of me. This is your mistake."
He was talking, but he was not looking at Emperor Cangkong, but at the totem of the one-horned demon god.
Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword again.
This time, it was different from any other time when he drew his sword.
The moment he drew his sword, the whole world seemed to be quiet. The sound of wind, the broken space, and even the mad flame giant suddenly paused for a moment.
Then, between heaven and earth, bright and bright blood bloomed!
Boom!
Rumble...
The heaven and earth are shaking!
The starry sky is shaking!
In the bright blood light and the endless blood clouds, a round of scarlet blood sun broke through the space, broke through the blood clouds, and appeared in the sky of the Jiao Nether Realm for the first time.
This blood sun is extremely bright, extremely hot, and carries the terrifying aura of killing and destruction.
She brings endless bloody light to the world!
At this moment, everything within a radius of thousands of miles has turned into a kingdom of blood. The blood of the Demon Flame Giant no longer has the effect of expelling evil spirits and breaking spells. In an instant, it is like light and like the spray of a blood river. submerged.
Every time the demon flame giant took a step, it faced great resistance and had to break through the blood river as wide as the sea to move forward, and its speed became slower and slower.
In the end, the speed even came to a standstill and it was impossible to move forward at all.
The demon flame giant with the phantom totem of the one-horned demon god standing behind him was surrounded by endless blood light and an endless river of blood, swallowed up, and could not break free.
"This..."
"What is this?"
Emperor Cangkong lost his voice.
This is a higher realm of swordsmanship!
There is also a difference between immortal swordsmanship, there is high and low, there is up and down.
This is a long road. Many people have been trapped in this realm all their lives. Countless monks have killed their relatives and children and killed everyone in the world. They have spent everything they have but cannot break through.
And some people are strolling on this road, walking like a walk.
"I said, this is swordsmanship!"
Jiang Ding whispered. The Horned Demon Emperor Clan are like barbarians, how can they use swordsmanship well?
It's just a matter of practice.
Of course, he didn't really say this, because he is a polite person. He has been taught to be like this since he was a child, and he always pays attention to his own qualities.
He waved his hand downward.
boom!
The bloody sun shines between heaven and earth!
The bloody morning sun was born, and the scorching sun bloomed at noon, and then crashed down, falling towards the emperor of the sky who was trapped in the waves of the blood river. The terrible bloody light of destruction enveloped the world, and the sword intention was deep and bloody, solidifying everything. , struggling ridiculously like a bug in amber.
Bug, you are going to die!
This kind of contempt, this kind of natural arrogance of a swordsman, when exposed, can make people go crazy with anger.
It's like he is an ant, a pig or a dog!
I was born to die by the sword, and nothing could change it.
"Slave!"
"A slave!"
The Emperor of the Sky and the phantom totem of the One-Horned Demon God behind him were both enraged. This kind of humiliation was even more infuriating than death for the Emperor of the Imperial Clan who always regarded himself as superior.
This is a great humiliation to the imperial clan and the soldiers!
"Burn!"
Emperor Cangkong roared.
He became fierce, instantly burning his essence and blood, the aura around him suddenly surged, and the dark demonic flames rose hundreds of feet high, exuding a terrifying aura.
Then, he temporarily gave up the barriers and poured all his power into the demon totem behind him.
The phantom of the one-horned demon god totem was slightly startled, and then showed a warm smile.
"Brother..."
The one-horned devil totem slowly held the illusory magic knife with both hands.
Buzz!
At this moment, the sword intention rises!
This sword intention contains the ultimate domineering power. It rules the world, and I am the only one who is supreme. All living beings should surrender and die under the sword!
Just the breath of the sword's intention pushed away the rolling waves of blood around the Demon Flame Giant, forming a vast empty space that was impervious to all attacks.
The solidification between heaven and earth was even broken, allowing people to look directly at the destructive blood sun falling in the sky.
Keng!
The one-horned demon god totem drew his sword, faced the sky, and struck with one strike.
Under this sword, his pitch-black horn fell and merged with the blade. The ten thousand feet of chaotic immortal space unique to the powerful Horned Demon Emperor clan continued to shrink, infinitely smaller, and finally merged into the blade, turning into a transparent chain of ripples. , exuding an extremely dangerous aura, killing souls and killing people.
"Slave, remember this, this is the greatest honor in your life."
"This knife is called Split Immortal."
The one-horned devil totem said slowly.
This knife is called Split Immortal!
This is the most outstanding heir of Cangyan Ancient Emperor, one of the strongest emperors in the Horned Demon Realm. This is the unique sword technique created by Cangyan Ancient Emperor's son. It uses the unique chaotic and immortal space of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan as the blade, and can cut everything.
Since the creation of this sword, the ancient emperor Cang Yan has never lost in the battle between emperors. Even in the face of other ancient emperors, he has never been at a disadvantage. He is called one of the strongest emperors by many people. In the future, he will definitely be promoted to the Ancient Emperor.
His talent is so outstanding that it is unparalleled in the Netherworld.
This was the reason why Ancient Emperor Cang Yan hesitated, unable to truly make up his mind to support his beloved son.
call out!
At this time, as the phantom of the one-horned demon struck down, the knife in his hand seemed to turn into an invisible stream of space light.
It’s not that the knife is invisible, it’s that it has completely disappeared!
It seems to be dispersed throughout the entire heaven and earth, omnipresent and omnipresent, strangling everything in the world, visible and invisible beings.
The mystery of this kind of sword skill shocked the kings to the point that they could not understand it.
However, the blood sun falling from the sky did not care how mysterious it was.
No matter what kind of enemy you face, no matter what kind of demons and monsters you face, they all fall with a rumble, and the blood sun shines across the sky and the earth. The blood sun falls from the sky, with the ultimate and pure will to kill and destroy, and rumbles down.
The knife is formless and has no body?
Then blast the whole world!
The entire void, everything that can be called a carrier of the Destruction Knife!
Boom!
The bloody sun soared down from the sky and landed on the head of the demon flame giant transformed by the Emperor of the Sky. The demon flame giant was obviously muscular, majestic and terrifying, and so ferocious that it was enough to make people's souls tear apart at the sight of it.
However, under the blood sun, he seemed so small and humble, as if he would be crushed to death like an ant in the next second.
This is not an illusion, this is a fact.
Strong fear arose in Emperor Cangkong's heart.
Keng!
Ding ding ding ding......
At the moment when the demon flame giant transformed by the Emperor of the Sky was about to be crushed to death like a bug, a crisp sound like a silver bell appeared in the void.
It was a blade that was transparent and invisible, soluble in space, and independent of space!
The number of sword lights is overwhelming, spreading in every field of vision. They are infinite blades, and their number is never-ending.
Xueyang fell into the group of space blades, and there was a sharp sound of swords clashing.
It was as if at this moment, the swords had been slashed and slashed hundreds of thousands of times. Life and death were facing each other. The swordsman and the swordsman gambled everything they had and began the most primitive and bloody fight.
Hundreds of thousands of sword flashes, hundreds of thousands of sword fights and kills, it is not a long time.
In an instant, the results appeared.
"This is impossible..."
The pupils of the One-Horned Demon God Totem shrank slightly.
At this moment, the battle of hundreds of thousands of swords and swords reached a certain limit.
boom!
A transparent and invisible space blade burst into pieces, then thousands of space blades reached their limit and were all shattered, and finally hundreds of thousands of space blades were all shattered!
This knife known as the Split Immortal breaks!
"Hahaha!"
"But even so, you... are you worthy of being called the Split Immortal?"
Jiang Ding laughed.
There was endless ridicule in his voice, as if he saw an ignorant primitive man talking about quantum physics without shame.
boom!
The bloody sun shrunk in a large circle and broke through everything!
She fell from the sky and blasted head-on on the demon flame giant transformed by Emperor Cangkong. She instantly broke through the endless chaotic and immortal space. She instantly broke through the obstruction of the phantom of the one-horned demon god and blasted into the chest of the demon flame giant.
Pierced out of his chest!
A bright hole appeared in the chest of the demon flame giant, and the edge of the wound was the color of glass.
At this moment, the aura of the Demon Flame Giant dropped off a cliff.
At this moment, at least ten kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan died silently in the battle formation, their souls were destroyed, and there was no longer any hope of life.
(End of chapter)