What kind of swordsmanship is this
Jiamingluo asked himself that he had been conquering various realms for a hundred years, so he was experienced and knowledgeable. But at this moment, he couldn't help but be stunned.
It can be seen that Zong Shou is using the sword in his hand to control the death energy. But why can this death energy coexist with royal martial arts without any conflict
This Zongshou is not under the control of some kind of underworld!
There are thousands of doubts in my mind, but looking at Zong Shou's movements and expressions at this time, I know that there is absolutely no room for change between the two parties.
Between the two of them today, they must die!
When Wu Xia thought about it carefully, countless red gang divine thunders suddenly exploded and filled the sky.
And in the next moment, Zong Shou's sword slashed through the air!
The aura of death was lingering, and the sword shadow seemed to exist between the worlds of life and death, elusive and elusive.
The majestic gray air and the tens of millions of ghosts howled crazily. This world has become black and white,
Astonishingly, with just one sword blow, the crimson power grid that filled the sky was torn apart, reaching twenty feet in front of him.
It was obvious that they were just auras of death and shadowy souls that could not see the light of day, but at this moment they were not afraid of the red thunder aura, but had the potential to defeat it.
King Jiamingluo felt that his whole body was almost frozen, and the cold penetrated to his bones. All the energy in the body was dissipated and disappeared under the attack of this death energy!
The beating of the heart almost stopped, so scary
What kind of swordsmanship is this
Why does it give people the feeling that he is already dead before the sword arrives
This thought came to Jia Minluo's mind again, just when the sword shadow approached. There was a sudden roar. The energy and blood in the body suddenly surged backwards! It emits heat like magma, driving all the evil spirits out of the body.
Drawing swords and slashing furiously, swords clashed. With great force, the sword shadow was scattered with one blow. Then without hesitation, he bullied Zong Shou in front of him.
To prevent Zong Shou from performing the swordsmanship that was superior to him. This is the only close combat method!
In the past three months, he has tried and failed. In more than ten consecutive battles, this demon king was defeated several times. Forced into a desperate situation!
But today, as soon as I got close, I already felt that it was so different from before.
The place where he was expelled was filled with cold and deathly aura. Haunting me all the time. It was pervasive, trying to find every opportunity to penetrate into his body.
As long as there is a slight carelessness or a slight flaw, it will be invaded into the body's flesh and blood, taking away any trace of life.
The light and shadow of swords flashed in the void one after another. But every time they fight, a series of sparks will fly out.
The sound of the blade vibrating resounded for hundreds of miles.
At the beginning, Jia Minluo was almost thoughtless. Just follow the body. Instincts that have been tempered and tempered through countless trials. Keep drawing out the knife, and then draw out the knife.
I just want the sword to be stronger and the sword speed to increase!
The remaining thoughts are just driving the red thunder sword intention. Pay attention to Zong Shou's sword path to prevent yourself from falling into the opponent's trap.
But gradually, I felt that the heavy knife in my hand was also filled with gray air, gradually spreading up to the handle.
The blade was constantly shaking, dropping traces of metal dust.
This is the knife in your hand. It is aging and decaying, showing signs of constant disintegration.
He couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. This mouthful in his hand was a genuine eighth-level magic weapon, but it couldn't stop the invasion of death
With the fierce pressure of the sword, Zong Shou's sword light was gradually compressed to ten feet around his body, and could no longer be extended.
But just after about a thousand blows, Jia Minluo's figure suddenly retreated backwards.
Not only did he throw away all the winning momentum he had accumulated in the past. He even risked being chased by Zong Shou and retreated thousands of feet.
The red gang divine thunder, the energy and blood in the body, rushed backwards again. With a 'huh' sound, Jiaming Luo exhaled a rich gray-white air, expelling most of the meditation breath gathered in his body again.
The knife in his hand also made a sound. The countless gray and white airs were all washed away.
Afterwards, he became extremely fearful and glanced at Zong Shou again.
I feel that this kind of swordsmanship is not as exquisite as the previous Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword, and there are not many changes.
But it happens to be even more treacherous and unpredictable, and it is more suitable for close combat than the Dragon Shadow Sword.
Especially the power of death that robs people of their vitality. His cultivation level was slightly worse, but he died on the spot!
When it comes to the level of this swordsmanship, it’s really hard to evaluate!
In terms of power, when it reaches the extreme, it can be compared to the tenth level of Holy Spirit, or even the eleventh level of magical power level martial arts!
Just to use this sword, you have to pay a huge price!
Lifting the heavy sword at an angle, Jiamingluo still retained 70% of his strength and most of his spiritual thoughts even when he was trying to expel the death energy from his body. He was alert to Zong Shou's every move, but at this moment he suddenly provoked him again. He rolled his eyelids and looked indifferently at the opposite side: "Not only has your life span been consumed by using this sword, your Majesty, but also how long can it last, as your Majesty's lifespan is less than thirty years?"
Zong Shou was also quietly sensing his body, and had no intention of pursuing him for the time being.
Hearing this, he suddenly laughed secretly. In fact, he didn't understand why his life span was not reduced even if he used this sword skill again now. The death energy only eliminated a tiny bit of vitality in the body, which was insignificant.
Just at that moment, little Jin Hanxi turned into points of light and flew towards him one after another, landing on his shoulder.
If he wanted the soul power of his soul, the number of ghosts in his airspace at this time would be a full 200,000!
Although the number was much smaller than that of the battle to conquer Lianyun Island that day. But when it comes to the strength of the souls, the two hundred thousand ghosts here are far superior.
Therefore, the power of the Death Sword of Styx that he used at this time was far greater than that of that day!
It is more than enough to supply the consumption of the divine sword in his hand!
But at this time, what these two little guys brought him were the souls of several seventh-level night demons.
After the Heaven Realm, the souls of these people already have the power to resist his Styx Sword, and they have not been recruited.
At this time, Xiao Jin Hanxi captured it, and Zong Shou threw it into the Divine Sword without hesitation!
In the sea of souls, the green fire was burning again. And the light-containing pill in the sea of qi only took a few breaths to recover all the internal energy that had been consumed previously, and the spiritual veins condensed in the body were also recovering their spiritual power at an astonishing speed.
In the past, it would have been impossible to have such long-lasting power.
Zong Shou laughed loudly, and there was another loud 'click' sound behind him.
It was as if something cracked, and more deathly energy rushed out like a dam bursting.
The torrent surged, covering three hundred miles of sky. Zong Shou's figure rushed up, and then he brought thousands of pale sword energy, fell down, and enveloped Jiaming Luo's figure!
He also gave up all changes in swordsmanship, only seeking a stronger, faster, and more unpredictable Sword of Death!
Jiamingluo's eyes shrank, and with another breath, the energy in his body returned to its peak state.
Then without hesitation, he charged forward again with the knife in his hand.
It is also more domineering and fierce!
At this time, not only Zong Shou's murderous fighting spirit was unprecedentedly strong.
The same is true for Tagamira! If he could be killed earlier, the situation of his remnant army would be even better!
After the blow, both figures trembled slightly. There was a slight amount of blood oozing out from the corners of his lips. The force coming from the blade was beyond the strength of both of their bodies!
But immediately after, there was an even fiercer collision! The light and shadow of the sword seemed to have turned into two strong winds, intertwined and never separated again.
In just the blink of an eye, there was another thousand blows. Gradually, a haze emerged in Jia Minluo's pupils.
Does this swordsmanship become more powerful the more ghosts it gathers
Looking down, people are constantly dying in battle. Then, the souls of those who were lucky enough not to be extinguished had their souls drawn into the sky by the power of Zong Shou's sword before they could disperse.
No wonder Zong Shou didn’t use those spiritual methods to contain him today—
As a night devil, Jiamingluo was looking forward to the rising sun for the first time.
Looking at the sky again, it should be more than an hour before dawn! The sun is not far away!
The only thing that pleased him was that even in the central direction, they were still at a stalemate.
The commander-in-chief of the Chinese army under Zong Shou, with only 800,000 soldiers, was able to keep nearly the same number of Night Demons firmly out of the gap.
But on both wings, there was continuous progress.
If you continue, you can reach the top of Qixia Mountain by noon at most and get out of the predicament! Even annihilate these two million enemies!
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"Morning is approaching!"
Next to the cliff, a wide and huge stone altar stretches out from the high cliff next to it.
It is about a hundred feet wide and protrudes out of the mountain. It can barely be said to be majestic and majestic. Especially after the recent renovations.
At this time, Kong Rui stood in the center of the altar, pointing the hole of the King Wen hexagram coin to his eyes. Looking at the sky, the northern starry sky.
This is the Temple of Heaven Sacrifice in Qiantian Mountain, which is one of the forbidden areas of Qiantian Mountain City. But now that he is Si Tianjianzheng, it is natural that he can appear here justifiably.
The method of divination is to use the huge earth energy to make calculations.
Either try your best to get rid of the image of the person who cast the spell on the power of heaven and earth.
The altar for worshiping heaven here does not reach the sky, but you can observe the stars in the sky. This time, I only receive a little bit of earth energy.
It can be regarded as an excellent place to perform magic.
"The white energy is at its peak, and the stars are blooming—"
Kong Rui's mood was uncontrollably agitated at this time.
In about an hour, the light of the Shaking Light Pojun Star will be visible to all those who master the stargazing method in the entire Cloud Realm, right
At that time, even in broad daylight, there was no way it could cover up the brilliance of the Pojun Star. Not long after, it was Yao'er who was astonished to the world.
He won the bet with Chongxuan!
But at this time, the original words were nothing more than empty words.
I wonder if Chongxuan can see such a strange scene at this time
But at this time, what he cared about most was the impending death of his daughter.
The next moment, Kong Rui said "Hey", which was slightly unexpected.