Zhu Changyang looked at Su Ti, and the conversation between Gu Peng and Su Ti emerged in his mind. He slowly said, "Su Ti, you shouldn't be like this."
"Is that what you mean?" Su Ti raised his right hand, and his palm slowly tightened in the air, as if pinching something.
As she moved, the evil energy wrapped around the neck of the Lord of Sixiang City, who was hanging high in the sky in the distance, suddenly tightened like a rope. His eyeballs bulged outward, and his limbs burst out with the last of their strength in extreme fear. He struggled hard, his mouth making a hoarse sound, and he was in extreme pain.
Unfortunately, it was of no avail. In an instant, the evil spirit penetrated into his neck, and a large pool of sticky black blood gushed out from his seven orifices. His head then drooped down, and he was no longer alive.
With a loud "bang", the corpse fell and hit the raging sea of fire.
"Ah—the city lord is dead!"
"Hurry, run—"
"Open the city gate, quickly, quickly—"
The citizens in the surrounding city screamed again, and more people rushed to the city wall in panic, trying to break down the city gate.
"Not good." Yin Kanwei looked around, frowning, "The evil spirit in the city is getting stronger and stronger."
As more and more people fell and the city lord was killed, Su Ti's cultivation level continued to increase.
Even a novice cultivator like Zhu Changyang felt the danger. The air was filled with an oppressive and ominous aura. One could almost see with the naked eye the demonic energy that was close to materialization, attacking the people crowded against the city wall.
Jun Shu's eyes narrowed slightly: "We can't let the evil spirit continue to spread, otherwise the whole city will die here."
"I'll go stop them." Yin Kanwei gathered his cultivation in his palm, "I should be able to temporarily control these evil spirits."
It's not that he had any compassion, let alone these people had disappeared many years ago.
But this is Gu Peng's mental barrier. If he doesn't save them and break through the mental barrier, they will not be able to leave this illusion.
Jun Shu nodded.
At this time, only Yin Kanwei could take action, as he was the only one who had sufficient understanding of the demonic energy.
Yin Kanwei waved his hand and disappeared from the spot, then appeared in front of the crowd near the city wall. This was the skill of shrinking the earth into an inch.
As soon as he stood still, he turned his wrist, leaving a cold light on the spot, then disappeared and appeared in another place, continuing the same action.
This was repeated more than ten times, until the cold light left behind formed a line and surrounded the crowd.
As his cultivation was released, the cold aura grew stronger, forming an invisible barrier that separated the people from the surging demonic energy.
The cold and soft silver light is his life-saving magic weapon, which can absorb and control evil spirits. It is very appropriate to use it here.
Seeing this, Su Ti's red eyes burned even more fiercely, but her voice turned cold, "No one can save these people today."
He pushed his palm forward, and the flames burning fiercely on the shops on both sides suddenly jumped towards the middle and rolled towards Zhu Changyang.
The raging fire came extremely fast, and Zhu Changyang was startled and had no time to dodge. Fortunately, Jun Shu was by his side.
Jun Shu quickly lifted his arm and leaped upwards, but the developer reacted even faster. Before they could move, he meowed and grabbed Zhu Changyang's calf, then flew into the air together with him.
The rusty sword flew out and rested under their feet, then it moved forward and stabbed Su Ti through the air.
Zhu Changyang has been riding a sword for quite some time, but this is the first time he has truly felt the speed of the sword.
He felt the heat wave hitting his face, and due to inertia, he fell backwards, but was caught by Jun Shu in time. He didn't have time to see the scene in front of him, and in the blink of an eye he had already flown in front of Su Ti.
Zhu Changyang's heart was suddenly filled with emotion.
What a fast speed, it’s almost as fast as supersonic speed!
While I was excited, I also felt a little reluctant.
The tip of the sword was already an inch away from Suti's forehead, ready to pierce through in an instant.
Zhu Changyang's heart suddenly lifted up -
Then his feet suddenly stopped, and the rusty sword stopped on the spot.
Zhu Changyang looked at Jun Shu suspiciously, and was a little surprised: Could it be that Jun Ge couldn't bear to kill Su Ti? Could it be that he had compassion for the people in the illusion? !
But he immediately realized that he was overthinking.
Jun Shu took his arm and said, "Don't be afraid, let's go."
Zhu Changyang:
Before he could understand what was happening, Jun Shu held him tightly and jumped up again, bringing the developer with him, and landed on the ground next to him.
Zhu Changyang stopped and looked over, only to find that the hilt of the rusty sword was actually filled with demonic energy.
What was even more shocking was that the evil spirit was materializing rapidly. After they dropped their swords and jumped away, the evil spirit turned into a physical entity.
One end of the evil energy was connected to Suti's head.
It was Suti's hair.
Jun Shu glanced at Zhu Changyang and explained calmly: "I don't think I can beat her."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
Brother Jun can do it. He is open and generous, and also fearless. Even in such an urgent situation, he feels light-hearted. Even the old men playing chess in the park are more nervous than him.
Of course, the wording is still relatively euphemistic, leaving some face for myself.
Having said that, the fighting still has to continue.
Jun suddenly pointed out with both fingers, the rusty sword shone with a cold light, and the black hair entangled on it broke off one after another.
The rusty sword took advantage of the situation and stabbed forward again. Originally, the tip of the sword was very close to Suti's forehead, and with a slight move forward, it sank into her skin.
However, the next moment, Suti disappeared from the spot, and the rusty sword pierced into the air and flew away.
Jun Shu retracted his fingers, trying to call back the sword, but the rusty sword was immediately entangled by new evil spirit.
This time the evil spirit was even stronger, wrapping the entire sword tightly.
Jun Shu had to concentrate and hold his breath in order to release a stronger power.
At this moment, wisps of black air emerged from around his wrists and slowly wrapped around his fingers and palms.
Zhu Changyang was startled: "Be careful!"
Jun Shu's face changed, and he immediately changed his finger gestures to shake off the evil energy at hand.
But in this way, the rusty sword was tightly entangled again. Without a weapon, he could only rely on his cultivation to fight Su Ti.
Jun Shu took the opportunity to remind Zhu Changyang: "Run faster."
Zhu Changyang was startled: "Ah?"
Jun Shu's face turned pale and he said simply, "I can't beat her."
Just now it was "it seemed a little bit", but now it is confirmed.
His current realm was only foundation building. In order to break Yin Kan's evil spirit by the stone pond, he forcibly used a technique that surpassed his realm, which caused great damage.
As for being trapped in this illusion and having to fight a fierce battle with the leopard sniper without stopping, he had no time to rest and recover.
As Gu Peng's mental barrier, Su Ti was the strongest being in the entire illusion. Her strength was even magnified to a certain extent in Gu Peng's memory, making it even more powerful than the actual situation back then.
It was already quite difficult for Jun Shu to fight her to this point. Any other cultivator who was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage would not be able to do it.
But that's all it can do.
A terrifying demonic energy suddenly erupted around him, and Zhu Changyang felt a pain in his chest, as if a sharp metal wire had pierced into his heart and was stirring.
At the same time, a figure flashed in front of them, and Suti appeared in front of them silently like a ghost, looking straight at him with bloodshot eyes and smiling at him.
Zhu Changyang subconsciously wanted to step back, but the extreme pain in his chest made him freeze for a moment, making it difficult for him to even move.
The next moment, his body was pushed violently by someone, and with a tremendous force, he broke through the barrier set up by Suti, flew out for a distance, and finally landed a hundred meters away.
Su Ti was greatly surprised to see this. She frowned slightly and looked at Jun Shu: "Who are you?"
A little blood oozed from Jun Shu's lips, which was reflected on Bai Lingling's face, making it extremely dazzling, but his expression remained calm. He said, "You are the one who cannot be killed."
"Really?" Suti looked at him with interest, "I didn't realize how powerful you are."
Jun Shu looked calm: "Your feeling is inaccurate."
Suti: “…”
This man has a very otherworldly face, but why does he speak so ungracefully
A red light flashed in his eyes, and his black hair suddenly grew longer and flew forward, rolling towards Jun Shu like a waterfall.
Jun turned around and was about to dodge, but at this moment, his temple suddenly jumped and countless voices burst out in his mind.
Those sounds came from nowhere, noisy and sharp, like countless fine needles piercing his brain, giving him a splitting headache and slowing down his movements.
It was a critical moment, and this slowdown immediately put him in a passive position.
The black hair swept over him more nimbly than a poisonous snake, entwining his limbs like vines.
Jun Shu was still disturbed by the severe pain and could not gather his breath. He could only let the tufts of hair tightly entangle him. His face became paler and more blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. The blood flowed to his chin and dripped onto the hair wrapped around his shoulders.
Those hairs are not only Suti's hair, but also her demonic energy.
The moment the blood dripped, her blood-red pupils shrank slightly, and she stared at Jun Shu in surprise: "You..."
Before he could finish his words, the barrier formed by demonic energy on his side was suddenly broken, and an extremely sharp sword intent came down from the side with unstoppable momentum, slashing towards Su Ti's long hair that was wrapped around Jun Shu.
The sword intent came too suddenly, and its strength was unexpected.
Su Ti was suddenly startled and could only loosen her restraints on Jun Shu and cast the spell of shape-shifting again, appearing two feet away in an instant.
I looked up and was surprised.
At this time, all the surviving residents in the city had rushed to the city wall, placing themselves within the invisible barrier erected by Yin Kanwei with cold and silver light, trembling in fear as they waited for the end.
The entire central avenue was empty, with only raging flames on both sides.
Zhu Changyang stood proudly in the middle of the road, with his right hand slanted in front of him, making a sword gesture with his hand, and staring at him sternly.
This scene instantly made the live broadcast room boil:
[Ahhh!! Chang Yang is so handsome!]
[It is Gu Peng's swordsmanship. Chang Yang is Gu Peng's incarnation in the illusion, so he obtained Gu Peng's swordsmanship! ]
[Ahhh! That would be awesome, Changyang, show me how to do it!]
Zhu Changyang was sent away by Jun Shu with his last bit of strength. As soon as he landed, he saw Jun Shu entangled in Su Ti's hair with blood spurting out of his mouth.
Ever since he met Jun Shu, Jun Shu has always been nonchalant. Although his realm is not high, he always has an arrogant and condescending attitude.
This was the first time that Zhu Changyang saw Jun Shu injured. Seeing the blood oozing out of Jun Shu's mouth, Zhu Changyang's heart pain became even more intense. The severe pain seemed to stimulate his brain, and suddenly, sword techniques flashed through his mind like a slideshow.
A strange and powerful force surged in and gathered at his fingertips.
Zhu Changyang knew at once that this was the skill and moves that Gu Peng used when he fought against Su Ti.
Almost instinctively, his fingers naturally formed a finger seal and pointed forward.
The sword formed by Gu Peng's sword intent came out in response to the magic formula, carrying Gu Peng's supreme sword intent, and slashed towards Su Ti's black hair that trapped Jun Shu.
Although Su Ti dodged quickly, he was shocked by the powerful sword intent. When he saw Zhu Changyang's awe-inspiring posture, his heart was even more shocked.
Gu Peng is the most famous genius in Kunlun, so it goes without saying that his swordsmanship is extremely exquisite. If he misses his target with one strike, he will immediately turn his sword around and chase after him.
Su Ti didn't think about anything else and immediately gathered all his skills to protect his body.
Sure enough, the sword of Xingyi was extremely powerful and terrifying. After it failed to hit Suti, it immediately... continued to chop down
Suti:
This was indeed a bit beyond her expectations.
Normally, if one fails to hit her with the first strike, shouldn't one immediately turn the sword around and attack her again
Gu Peng's swordsmanship has actually reached this level, totally out of the ordinary? !
Su Ti was shocked and suspicious for a moment, and protected her body even more carefully.
Then it was inserted into the crevice of the rock.
Su Ti, who was ready to face a strong enemy: "..."
She slowly turned her head and looked at Zhu Changyang at the other end of the street.
Zhu Changyang's movements were obviously slowed down, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his face... So, what should be the next move
It's really not his fault. He has never practiced swordsmanship. Although he has inherited Gu Peng's sword techniques in his mind, they are still too unfamiliar to him.
All of them can be used, but it is quite difficult for him to know how to change the moves and how to connect them.
Studio:
[… …]
[What on earth was I expecting?]
[I want to know, is it that Gu Peng's swordsmanship is inherently bad, or is it that Chang Yang's swordsmanship is too bad? ]
[Is there any need to ask this? Gu Peng’s reputation is damaged! ]
Su Ti looked at the sword stuck in the ground, then looked at Zhu Changyang's unfamiliar and slightly embarrassed posture, and a question mark appeared on her forehead.
Is this the sword genius that appears once in a thousand years in the Kunlun Sword Sect’s legend
Kunlun is very good at promoting itself.
After a while, Su Ti collected his thoughts and said, "Gu Peng, it seems that you are just like this."
Zhu Changyang looked embarrassed: "It's hard for me to explain this to you."
Su Ti just thought he was covering up his incompetence and didn't take it seriously at all. He stretched out his arm forward with five fingers spread out. Countless black silk threads condensed in the air, moving towards Zhu Changyang from all directions and piercing towards him one by one.
To Zhu Changyang, this scene was no different from the horror movies he watched on TV as a child.
My scalp went numb and I started tapping away with my hands.
When Su Ti saw his movements, he distracted his attention to the sword that was still stuck in the ground.
The sword did not move.
Silence is the silk fragrance city tonight.
Su Ti's mood became more and more difficult to describe: "Gu Peng, can't you even control your own sword?"
Zhu Changyang pointed for a long time but failed to call back the sword. He could only give up and sighed, "Yes."
After all, he was not a lonely man. In a desperate situation, he instinctively used a killing technique.
Now that he had lost his "instinct", although there were many sword techniques in his mind, he did not know how to use them for the moment. He could not even tell which technique was for drawing the sword and turning it around.
The evil energy was already close to him. Without Gu Peng's sword, he would not be able to resist it with his own weak cultivation.
After Jun Shu was released by Su Ti, he was so shaky that he could only sit cross-legged.
My mind was still occupied by endless sounds, and my eyes were filled with blurs, and I couldn't see clearly what was happening around me.
In his blurred consciousness, he vaguely heard that Zhu Changyang was in danger, and he instinctively raised his hand, but his fingers kept trembling and it was difficult to gather his breath.
Su Ti relaxed his expression, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Gu Peng, now that you don't have a sword, how are you going to fight me?"
The closer the demonic energy got, the more black lines penetrated the thin barrier formed by Zhu Changyang's pitiful cultivation, and were about to penetrate into his limbs and bones.
Zhu Changyang looked up at her: "Who said I don't have a sword?"
Su Ti made him laugh: "Then you should draw your sword..."
"Come out if you want." Zhu Changyang interrupted her, then took a deep breath, opened both palms in front of him at the same time, pointed his ten fingers in the direction of Su Ti, and started poking frantically.
Su Ti had never seen such messy and bold fingering techniques, and was stunned for a moment:
Not to mention her, the entire live broadcast room was at a loss.
[What is the host doing? ? Still playing the piano? ]
[Ah, this? ? Changyang, stop making trouble! ]
Just at this moment, a "clattering" sound of metal collision suddenly rang out.
The sound came suddenly, and Suti frowned subconsciously.
The next second, where the evil spirit was surrounded, densely packed sword fragments flew out from Zhu Changyang's pocket. With powerful sword intent, they slashed at the evil spirit in all directions like flowers scattered by a fairy.
The broken swords were dim, and many of them were covered with thick rust, so they were not even sharp.
The sword power on it is not very strong. If it is just a single sword, it cannot pose any threat to Suti.
But the number of broken swords was too large.
To be precise, the word "many" alone is not enough to describe the overwhelming momentum.
Su Ti never thought that such a great sword genius from Kunlun would carry so many rotten swords.
Seeing so many swords flying out unexpectedly, he was shocked, but not too nervous.
Those rotten swords themselves were fragile, and even with the sword intent attached to them, their killing power was limited. Even if there were dozens or hundreds of them, it would not be a problem for her at all.
But soon, Suti realized she was wrong.
The number of those swords was far beyond her imagination.
Zhu Changyang's pocket was like a dam that had been opened to release floodwaters, and broken swords and pieces of iron poured out like a torrent, endless and surging in all directions.
There is no need for sword intent at all. The number and density alone are enough to smash all the demonic energy that permeates the surroundings.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a vast ocean.
Before long, the sky above the entire road was filled with Zhu Changyang's scrap copper and iron.
There were so many swords that they covered the sky and the moon, blocking the entire sky. If it weren't for the burning flames on both sides of the road, it would be impossible to see anything.
In contrast to this sea of swords, Su Ti's demonic energy suddenly seemed weak, thin, and insignificant.
After all, scrap metal is real and extremely heavy. Seeing such a large pile of it hanging in the sky can cause tremendous psychological pressure just by looking at it.
If this falls down accidentally, it will destroy the entire road!
And this was not even the end, there were still swords flying out of Zhu Changyang's pocket, but the number was not as large as at the beginning, and it had turned from a flood into a trickle.
Suti:
Studio:
[??? What the hell!! How can this be possible?]
[Never imagined swordsmanship...]
[Hahahaha! I just burst out laughing! Zhu Changyang, you are amazing! I can even come up with a big move for you!]
[The look in Suti's eyes is a familiar dementia! ]
Su Ti was really stunned.
Kunlun's sword genius carries a rotten sword: outrageous.
Carrying dozens of crappy swords: outrageous.
The scene before our eyes was simply impossible for a swordsman with normal thinking to do.
These are not just dozens or hundreds of rotten swords. Judging from the density and momentum, Su Ti suspects there are tens of thousands of them.
Moreover, these were not normal swords; they were all tattered and some had even rusted into pieces of rotten iron.
Did Gu Peng pick up all the scrap metal in the entire cultivation world? !
Su Ti was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment. After a while, she slowly came back to her senses and looked at Zhu Changyang in disbelief: "Gu Peng, is this the swordsmanship you learned in Kunlun? Using these swords?"
Zhu Changyang held his head high and said with reason: "Don't look down on these swords. A martial arts master once said, 'A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not skillful'. This is the highest realm of swordsmanship."
Suti: “…”
Although he said it seriously, this sentence itself is indeed wise.
But, those scraps in the sky are just blunt, what do they have to do with the heavy sword worth half a tael of silver
Oh no, it’s quite heavy when added together.
Zhu Changyang stared at her: "Su Ti, it's time to end everything."
The ten fingers poked and pointed wildly again, and the endless amount of scrap iron and rotten swords in the sky began to turn their sword tips and point at Su Ti.
Zhu Changyang knew nothing about swordsmanship and was not familiar with Gu Peng's swordsmanship. At this critical moment, he was simply unable to master those exquisite sword techniques.
So he simply gave up those tricks and only used the killing technique he had just used.
Fortunately, he had plenty of swords on him.
If you don’t have enough technology, you can make up for it with quantity.
Gu Peng's astonishing cultivation was attached to the broken swords in the sky, and an endless sea of swords poured down like a tsunami, rushing towards Su Ti.
A red light flashed in Suti's eyes, her long hair grew and spread out in all directions, the demonic energy condensed into a solid entity and crashed into the broken swords.
But there were too many broken swords, and they were overwhelming and unstoppable.
Gu Peng’s cultivation was attached to each sword, which instantly cut off all traces of evil spirit.
Su Ti wanted to dodge, but the swords were too fast and too numerous, coming from all directions, leaving her no room to maneuver.
There is no way around it.
"Clang clang clang clang clang" the sounds of metal collision rang out, and the broken swords in the sky finally all fell down, burying Su Ti layer by layer, leaving only a shrill wail.
It took a while before all the swords were smashed.
The sky was revealed again, and the moonlight and the firelight shone together.
In the middle of the bluestone road, there stood a huge hill made of broken swords.
Sixiang City fell into silence. Apart from the crackling sound of wood burning in the fire, there was no other sound.
The main thing is that everyone is speechless.
Especially those people who were protected by Yin Kanwei in the invisible barrier were dumbfounded. The extreme fear of being hunted by Su Ti turned into dullness when the sky above the street was filled with broken swords all day long.
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When the broken sword poured down and submerged Suti, the scene was so unheard of that she was speechless.
Not to mention the ordinary people who have never seen any big scenes in their lives.
Yin Kan was the guardian of the Demon Cult, and at this moment, his face was filled with confusion.
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Studio:
[Ahhh!! We won! The anchor is awesome!!]
[Although I am very proud of Chang Yang, the way Su Ti died still makes me speechless... ]
[I also... This is the first time I saw a boss being killed by trash... ]
[Zhu Changyang, give me back my handsome Kunlun swordsmanship! ! ! ]
The author has something to say:
Suti: May there be no rubbish in heaven.
Kunlun: reputation was harmed *2 (the first time was by Shen Zhai doge)
(End of this chapter)