The blade of the Bloodshed Sword is sharpened with the blood of the forger, making it even more evil.
The mirror spirit could clearly feel that the sword in Ye Su's hand had the power of a divine weapon, but it was mixed with more than that, as well as endless evil energy.
She stared at the blood flowing down the sword until it was absorbed before it could drip, leaving no trace of blood.
This person actually refined the blood jade material. The blood jade material was extremely evil, and even she took some time to subdue its spirit.
"Ye Su." The Mirror God was already timid but didn't know it. He still thought that Ye Su was just an ordinary person and a weapon refiner, so his fighting ability would not be very strong. A mocking look appeared on his face, "Can you use a sword?"
"I haven't used the sword properly yet." Ye Su held the hilt of the sword with her right hand. The blade cut a deep gash on the palm of her left hand. She looked up at the mirror god, "You should be the first god I killed with the sword."
Killing God!
"You are so bold!" The mirror god was surrounded by purple light, and it was obvious that he was furious. He held the mirror handle with both hands, and the chaos mirror was facing Ye Su, and a huge divine power stabbed at her.
Just when everyone thought that Ye Su was doomed, she rushed towards the Chaos Mirror with a sword in hand, using the sword to block the divine power.
Ye Su turned her wrist from horizontal to vertical, and held the Blood-Crying Sword to break through the divine power. She tapped her toes lightly, and her body teleported to the extreme. She passed by the divine power sideways and ran towards the Mirror God.
The Mirror God gritted his teeth. Ye Su was indeed a variable. A mere mortal could actually break his mirror power.
When Ye Su was about to reach the Mirror God, she suddenly disappeared from Ye Su's eyes, and the next moment she appeared behind Ye Su, raising her hand to attack Ye Su's back.
Just before she hit him, a spiritual shield suddenly appeared on Ye Su's back.
"You..." The Mirror God looked at Ye Su in shock. Her spiritual sense was so powerful!
Before Ye Su's consciousness was shattered, he had already reacted and attacked the Mirror God with his backhand.
The Mirror God subconsciously raised his hand to block the attack, but he underestimated the power of the Blood-Crying Sword and was hit by it, injuring his arm.
The few drops of divine blood that splashed onto the Blood-Crying Sword were instantly absorbed, and the evil energy became even stronger in an instant.
The Mirror Spirit was furious, and the Chaos Mirror slapped Ye Su's head fiercely. Her speed was so fast that even the powerful people in the hall could not see clearly.
Only God can see through God.
However, Ye Su did not see with her eyes, she used her vast and boundless spiritual sense.
Ye Su tilted her head and moved sideways, just brushing past the Chaos Mirror. The hair flying on her face did not avoid it and hit the Chaos Mirror, instantly turning into ashes.
How many moves
The Mirror God was confused, but a mere mortal dodged several of her moves!
The two men fought, but for a while neither of them hurt the other.
"Ye Su... is making progress." The leader of the Wujian Sect looked at the two afterimages. He couldn't see the movements of the mirror spirit clearly, but he could see Ye Su's moves clearly.
But, that was just now.
Ye Su's movement speed was increasing, and his control of the sword was becoming more and more proficient.
The leader of my sword sect is into swordsmanship. From the time he started as a disciple to his current position as the sect leader, he has been learning swordsmanship all his life.
From the first time Ye Su swung the sword, he could tell that she was unfamiliar with using the sword. This unfamiliarity often occurs in cultivators who do not practice sword frequently.
But every move of Ye Su was impeccable, and he seemed to be someone who could use a sword, or he had outlined it in his mind countless times.
Only now, Ye Su began to become familiar with the sword moves and his speed became faster again.
The mirror god's face was already as cold as ice. She stared at Ye Su, drew a formation on the chaotic mirror with one hand, and then waved the mirror towards Ye Su.
The time around Ye Su seemed to be frozen, and everything became slow, including herself.
The divine power of the Mirror God pierced through the mirror. Ye Su didn't have time to raise her spiritual shield, and the attack hit her chest.
"You dare to fight against God and seek death!" The Mirror God finally smiled. She looked at Ye Su falling heavily to the ground and even heard the wonderful sound of his chest bones breaking.
However, since Ye Su came here ten thousand years ago, he has already become accustomed to bone fractures.
Ye Su looked at the cloudless blue sky, turned over and stood up, holding the Bloodthirsty Sword in her hand. The broken bones were instantly repaired. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the mirror god opposite her.
"You don't know what you can do!" Seeing that Ye Su was still able to get up, the Mirror Spirit waved the Chaos Mirror again, hoping that she would be completely annihilated.
However, Ye Su moved.
Countless spiritual consciousnesses rushed out of her body, expanding the mirror spirit formation. She was no longer trapped by the spirit formation, and completely freed herself from the shackles.
At this moment, in the eyes of the mirror god, he saw a blood spirit suddenly appear in front of Ye Su. The two figures slowly overlapped, and they both held the Blood-Crying Sword in their hands, getting closer and closer to her.
Ye Su and the blood spirit, a man and a spirit, overlapped, and both hands were holding the hilt of the Blood-Crying Sword, stabbing towards the heart of the Mirror God.
The Mirror Spirit subconsciously raised the Chaos Mirror to block, but the Bloodthirsty Sword pierced through the mirror and then stabbed the Mirror Spirit.
The man and the spirit were still exerting force with their hands and moving forward.
The stabbed Mirror Goddess in the heart and knocked her against a pillar beside the hall.
One, two... until the fifth pillar.
Half of the hall behind them collapsed with a loud bang.
The Mirror God was nailed alive to the fifth pillar of the hall. In front of her chest was her own divine mirror, and the back of the mirror was splattered with blood.
The face of the Blood-Crying Sword Spirit gradually disappeared, and only Ye Su was left in the Mirror God's eyes. She drew out the sword expressionlessly and said, "On the day of sharpening the blade, I will offer sacrifices with the blood of gods and demons."
Ye Su inserted her finger into the heart of the Mirror God, stained with blood, then pulled out her finger and drew talismans on the Blood-Crying Sword.
As soon as the drawing was completed, the talisman disappeared instantly.
The weeping and bleeding spirit floated out from the sword, squatted beside the slowly sliding down Mirror God, and inserted his fingers into her heart. An expression of enjoyment appeared on his evil face, and he drank the divine blood through his fingers.
Ye Su looked up at the sky. The Bamboo God had lost his life-saving magic weapon and had almost no resistance.
At this time, the gods in the sky had also sensed the sudden weakness of the Mirror God, and they all looked down.
"Ye, Su." The Wind Sword God recited her name, and every word was filled with murderous intent.
Ye Su looked at the weeping blood spirit: "There is still the blood of the devil, do you want to drink it?"
The weeping blood spirit turned its head and looked at Ye Su. At this moment, he was not the same as he would be ten thousand years later. There was more evil in his eyes, and one could tell at a glance that he was an evil spirit.
"Hah." The weeping blood spirit entered the weeping blood sword again.
No one noticed that the blood remaining on the back of the Chaos Mirror flowed into the mirror through the cracks.
A Kunlun disciple approached quietly and picked up the mirror again.
Ye Su held the sword and flew up into the sky, then swung it with irresistible force, slashing the Wind Sword God.
"You don't know your own limitations." Wind Sword God sneered. He had almost forgotten how long it had been since anyone dared to swing a sword at him.
The Wind Sword God has no sword; the wind passing through the sky is his sword.
He clenched his hands and the wind turned into a sword, easily deflecting Ye Su's full-strength sword attack.
"The unity of man and sword? Not bad." Wind Sword God turned his head and said with some regret, "It's still a little bit lacking for me."
Ye Su was not affected and looked at Chongming God. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then Chongming God turned to assist Zhu God.
“Don’t worry.” Wind Sword God swung his sword lightly, as natural as breathing, “None of you can escape.”
Ye Su held the Blood-Crying Sword, and the man and the spirit reunited to resist the sword intent he swung. However, after the sword intent was split, it did not disappear, but instead turned into two identical sword intents, which held her from left and right and hit her shoulders respectively.
The wounds were deep and penetrated the bones. If it weren't for the spiritual shield to cushion the wound, Ye Su's arms would have been cut off today.
"Your spiritual awareness is not bad." Wind Sword God praised, but the next moment he said, "That's all."
He swung his sword and Ye Su fell to the ground seriously injured instantly. Her arm had just been half-repaired when she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Her long hair covered her face and she supported herself on the ground with one hand.
Ye Su lowered her head and noticed that the Wind Sword God had landed on the ground. An emotionless smile appeared on her lips.
Her advantage has never been her natural knowledge, but her ability to learn quickly.
Ten thousand years later, Ye Su never liked to use the sword, because swinging the sword was too annoying and tiring, she preferred to use other means.
Another reason is that she would have some uncontrollable premonitions when holding the sword, so she always avoided using the sword.
But sword cultivators were everywhere, and their moves and sword intent were captured by Ye Su all the time and then stored in his brain.
There were many sword manuals in the secret books she had read in the rotating tower. Originally, Ye Su just planned to write them down and use them as the capital to start her career as a sword practitioner in the Thousand Machine Sect after she got out.
The battle with Jingshen was the process of her using and integrating those sword moves.
Gods who possess enormous power have their greatest weakness, which is arrogance. They regard humans as ants, not knowing that even ants can shake trees.
Ye Su stood up slowly, her eyes fell on the hands of Wind Sword God. Every move he made would become an object of learning for her.