Chapter 702 The ultimate sword skill, the king’s blood!
"That's not all!"
The immortal old man rarely had the opportunity to show off his knowledge in front of so many great emperors. He was also very excited. He pointed forward with his hand and said: "Have you seen the golden light wrapped around the sword soul?
It will give people a feeling of immortality!
This means that it is not an ordinary sword soul, but an attribute sword soul. ”
A true god asked curiously: "Attribute Sword Soul? Is there any difference? Why does the Sword Soul still have attributes?"
"The difference is huge!"
The old man said: "Even the sword soul with the weakest attribute is half as powerful as an ordinary sword soul!
With the power of this sword spirit, it is possible to even advance to one level! ”
"Hmm! I said you don't understand the rank, but I don't really understand it either."
"You can understand the difference between a ninth-level warrior's 200,000 cards of qi and blood, and an emperor's 200,000 cards of qi and blood. As long as the sword soul's level is high enough, it can cause effective damage to enemies of this level."
Although there were some problems with the old man's explanation, everyone understood what was going on.
"..."
When they were still discussing Sword Soul here.
Emperor Zun and Li Zhu in the battlefield truly experienced the terror of the Immortal Sword Soul.
The four emperors groaned almost at the same time, vomiting blood, and all the released spiritual power was chopped into pieces. There was also a cold sword intent that traced back to the source and slashed at their spiritual bodies.
Several people quickly cut off the mental power released outside.
It's nothing if your mental power is damaged, it's just a lower limit.
But in their hearts, there was an indelible sword mark left, and their martial arts realm was also reduced.
Especially Emperor Pingyu. This was the second time he encountered a sword to cut off his heart today. This time, his mental power was directly cut off by the sword spirit in the outside world, and he suffered even greater damage.
At this time, his chances of being promoted to the King of Heaven were almost eliminated! Even some of his hidden strength was cut off.
If in the past, as long as he didn't hide his strength, every blow was no weaker than Li Zhu's palm, then now he has to explode with all his strength to barely have the strength of a saint.
Speaking of Li Zhu, he is quite unlucky. His situation is even more serious than these emperors.
Li Zhu's original plan was to leave everyone's sight first, then come back quietly and make a sneak attack when he found an opportunity.
Because he was caught off guard, some of his martial arts realm was cut off, his control over himself declined, and his original space was also shaken.
This caused a problem with the seal in his original world. The palm seal user seized this opportunity and was struggling desperately to break the seal.
Once Li Zhu's master breaks the seal, it will be a real big trouble.
The Palm Seal Envoy is Li Zhu's master, a Seven Heavenly King, and one of the three envoys of the ancient heaven.
It was plotted jointly by Li Zhu and the Emperor of the Earth, and sealed in the original space.
Li Zhu also seized the family's most precious treasure, the Ten Thousand Realms Cauldron. The Ten Thousand Realms Cauldron can fix the three realms and speed up the original path. Otherwise, Li Zhu would not be able to reach the Seven Heavenly Kings in such a short period of time.
Once the Po Qitian King, who has been imprisoned for two thousand years, breaks out of the seal, Li Zhu will inevitably face crazy revenge from the other party, and the identity of the Earth Emperor may also be exposed.
So Li Zhu has no intention of causing trouble for humans anymore. He wants to go to his father to strengthen the seal.
……
Although Li Zhu ran away, the palm he struck still fell with undiminished power, but it did not have spiritual power attached to it and could not have a locking effect.
Zhang Haoran seized this opportunity and burst out with all his sword steps, teleporting out of the reach of the giant palm.
Emperor Pingyu and the others were not so lucky. They had been seriously injured in the fight just now, and the immortal sword intent on the wounds was like maggots attached to their bones, constantly wiping out the vitality in their bodies.
In addition, his mental power had just been wiped out and he had suffered a lot of backlash, so he couldn't avoid this palm falling from the sky.
"Boom!"
The giant palm that covered the sky fell and knocked the four people away!
Four figures fell straight to the ground.
There was a loud boom, boom, boom, and four bottomless pits were made on the ground. For a while, sand and stones were flying everywhere, and smoke and dust were everywhere. After a while, four figures flew out of the smoke and dust. When he came out, golden blood kept dripping, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Although the power of Li Zhu's palm was terrifying, it could not kill the four emperors.
As soon as Emperor Pingyu flew up, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Sword Master! You must die today!"
Emperor Pingyu was almost going crazy now. They agreed to carry it together, but when things came to pass, the other party ran away by himself.
In fact, it was no big deal to receive this slap, and it did not cause any irreparable injuries.
What really made his heart bleed was the state of being cut down by the sword soul.
Now even if the Gate of All Living Beings is given to him, it is almost impossible to break through to the King of Heaven. If he breaks through forcefully, he will only explode and die.
The feud between us is irreconcilable!
So as soon as he rushed out of the smoke and had no time to observe the surrounding situation, he let out this angry roar.
"Oh! Really? If that's the case, then go explore the road ahead first, so that after I die, you can know how to get to Naihe Bridge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Haoran had already appeared behind Emperor Pingyu...
"You..."
Emperor Pingyu quickly turned around, only to feel that the space around him was dark, and time and space seemed to be frozen. Only the sword light that struck him cut through the darkness and killed him.
Although Emperor Pingyu couldn't move, he still mobilized all his energy to face the sword. With a loud bang, Emperor Pingyu was slashed back into the pit again.
This is not a newly learned swordsmanship or martial arts, but Zhang Haoran simulated the artistic conception of the swordsman in black's last sword, and used the domineering swordsmanship to activate it...
It seems to be working pretty well now.
After slaying Emperor Pingyu, he immediately turned around to meet the three emperors who came to support him. He stepped on his sword and flashed to the side of the three of them.
"Hoar!"
Zhang Haoran made a powerful strike with his left hand, sending the Jinting Emperor flying away.
Three white lights flashed from the Blood Shadow Sword in his right hand, and he used Lingxi Sword to slash three times in a row, blasting the other two Emperors high into the sky. With the four emperors together, it would be difficult for him to kill any one of them. Only by separating them could he attack Emperor Pingyu.
After blasting away the three Emperors, he sheathed his long sword and closed his eyes. The surrounding energy quickly gathered on the Blood Shadow Sword in the sheath.
Zhang Haoran's whole body became quiet, his aura was rising steadily, and a majestic energy surged in his body, obviously preparing a killing move.
His Qi machine was firmly locked on Emperor Pingyu who had just flown up.
At this time, a huge and exaggerated sword mark appeared on Emperor Pingyu's Jin body. His entire body was cut open from his left shoulder to his right hip, and all his internal organs were chopped into pieces. On this sword mark, there was still a... The immortal glorious sword intent prevented his body from recovering.
However, none of this was what Emperor Pingyu cared about most. The moment he was locked by the opponent's energy, he felt a strong sense of crisis, as if he would completely fall in the next moment.
"Leave! You must leave here immediately!"
Emperor Pingyu's intuition was giving a crazy warning.
But at this moment, Zhang Haoran suddenly opened his eyes, two blood-red rays of light shot out from his eyes, and he exuded a terrifying aura.
His sword intent, blood, spiritual power, and original Tao were all fused together by an unknown force. At this time, Zhang Haoran seemed to be a giant sword reaching the sky.
The Jinting Emperor and the other two Emperors were originally going to come to support them, but after feeling the terrifying aura, they instinctively flew high into the sky, and the nearby True Gods also stayed away from here.
Only Emperor Pingyu stood there, unable to move, and even the speed of his thinking slowed down.
This is not the substantive suppression caused by Ba Sword Dao, nor is it the pause in time and space similar to the sword just now.
Emperor Pingyu felt suppressed by his rank.
He seemed to be being looked down upon by a superior god, an ordinary person, and the trembling from his soul made him dare not make any move.
In the sight of others, there was indeed an extremely huge figure appearing above Emperor Pingyu, looking down at him.
This figure's facial features were shrouded in a divine light, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. He was covered in golden armor, holding a big sword in both hands, and was sitting on the throne, looking indifferently at Emperor Pingyu below.
That phantom exudes an aura that makes people want to surrender. As long as they see him, a thought will arise in their hearts. This is a king, and all living beings should surrender to the true king at his feet!
! ! !
Who is this phantom?
Although what appears in front of everyone is just a phantom, the presence of a phantom means that the other party has really existed.
It is impossible for a strong person in my personal imagination to be so powerful.
The moment many true gods saw this figure, they had the urge to kneel down and surrender. Fortunately, this was just an illusion caused by the martial arts vision. They could still overcome this urge.
Everyone thought that this phantom must be one of the Nine Emperors and Four Emperors. If his true form came here, I am afraid that warriors below the emperor level would immediately surrender.
But those old antiques who survived from the Heavenly Era are very confused in their hearts. They have all seen the Nine Emperors and Four Emperors. The aura of this phantom is a bit similar. They all have the aura of a king, but they are definitely not one of them. Anyone.
Is there still such a strong person hidden in the world? If there are several saints or even kings hidden, then everyone can barely accept it, but if an emperor who has never been seen appears, it is a bit incredible!
You must know that once someone breaks through to the king of heaven, a big star will shine in the original universe. If someone becomes an emperor, it will be auspicious and the whole world will celebrate...
To say that this is just an ordinary emperor, or even a saint, no one believes that the aura on the other person's body is definitely not something that ordinary strong people can possess.
Li Zhu, who was escaping, and several strong men hiding in the void were also very confused. Who is this person? Why don't we recognize him with such a strong aura?
Taoist Fengyun who was hiding in the space battlefield was even more confused!
His true form is the Emperor, and even the Emperor of Heaven and the God of Yang are very familiar with him, but he has never seen the person in front of him at all.
Who is this person!
Is there anyone who can secretly become an emperor without having to suppress the origin?
What about his Tao Fruit?
How can one become an emperor without falling into the land of origin?
If such an emperor really existed, I'm afraid those emperors in the Nine Heavens would be unable to sit still, right?
If everyone could prevent the Dao Fruit from falling into the place of origin and become emperor, wouldn't their ten thousand years of planning be in vain?
While everyone is speculating.
All the energy in Zhang Haoran's body, including sword intent and mental power, was integrated into the Blood Shadow Sword.
The Blood Shadow Sword flew away from his hand and became extremely huge, as if it was a divine sword that could open up the world. The huge divine sword swung forward fiercely, but the target of the attack was not Emperor Pingyu, but the Emperor who was looking down at him. That high position exists.
"Zheng!"
A loud sword cry resounded through the void, and the huge divine sword slashed past the king. The aura that made all spirits surrender dissipated, and the tall figure of the king slowly fell down, leaving only a drop on the tip of the sword. Red blood.
And this drop of blood was floating on the head of Emperor Pingyu.
The next moment, Emperor Pingyu's body began to collapse inward. A black hole seemed to appear in his heart, sucking everything in. His golden body, spiritual body, all energy, including the magic weapon in his body. and storage rings, all sucked in.
Finally, a drop of golden blood was left in the air, and the blood began to rise slowly, blending with the drop of blood in the air.
Then the drop of blood began to merge into the giant sword, and the giant sword in the air began to shrink, and finally turned back into the Blood Shadow Sword. The drop of blood was completely absorbed, and the blood mark on the spine of the sword became more and more strange and emitted. Exudes a heart-stopping breath.
Everyone knew just by looking at it that this was a weapon capable of killing immortals and gods.
An artifact that thrives on killing creatures.
No, that can no longer be regarded as a divine weapon, but should be called a magic weapon!
This is the ultimate sword skill that Zhang Haoran spent the last three days learning.
"The king's blood!"
The next moment, a slightly pale hand grasped the hilt of the sword. The divine sword, which exuded endless fierce power, immediately restrained all its sharp edges and was held obediently by the person coming.
A tall and tall figure appeared in front of everyone. Although his body was still exuding the sky-high sword intent, everyone could feel a kind of weakness when they saw him.
Unprecedentedly weak!
It was clear that Zhang Haoran's golden body and mental power were not damaged, and his energy and blood were extremely strong, but he gave the impression of being weak.
"Ahem!"
Zhang Haoran coughed twice, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He said lightly: "Everyone wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, and the fisherman will benefit.
As everyone knows, if you pretend to be a pig for a long time, you might actually turn into a pig. ”
What he said was not only talking about himself, but also about Emperor Pingyu. Emperor Pingyu was one of the Four Brahma Heavens, and the Lord of Pingyu Jia Yitian had possessed the strength of a saint a long time ago.
But today, he was heartbroken by Zhang Haoran's sword skills twice in a row, and died after another big move. He had no chance to show his true strength.
I'm afraid many people present would think that Emperor Pingyu's true strength is only at the peak of Emperor Zun.
(End of chapter)