Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Master Zhicheng quickly stretched out his left hand, and his five fingers stretched out in mid-air, like a magic claw stretched out from hell, grabbed the neck of the warrior in front of him.
The weapon in the warrior's hand fell to the ground, his hands clasped tightly around his neck, his feet were dangling in the air, and he was struggling painfully. His eyeballs seemed to be pulled out of their sockets, completely protruding. The face that was originally filled with blood turned pale, and his mouth kept opening as if to say something, but his breath had been completely intercepted, preventing him from making any more sounds.
At this moment, the four fastest warriors rushed to Master Zhicheng first. Four swords glowing with cold light were raised high. Behind them, there were five warriors who also cut down their swords in mid-air. The afterimages of the sword were left behind, completely locking all the escape directions of Master Zhicheng.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
With a few crisp sounds, the weapon struck the Puzzling Demon God as if it were falling on steel. Sparks flew out and fell on everyone's clothes, burning countless black holes.
The nine people felt that the arms holding the swords were numb from the shock. An obvious crack appeared on the four weapons. The entire front half of the weapons broke completely with a clear sound and flew into the air.
"What? The blade is actually broken!"
"The Demon God of Incomprehension is so powerful. The sword blade that gathers spiritual energy can spread the protective aura. But why is there no reaction from the Demon God of Incomprehension?"
"What a strong defense. No wonder Senior Brother Zhou's sword energy couldn't hurt him at all. Such strength is incredible!"
The faces of the nine people changed drastically, and their entire bodies were fully unfolded by the powerful recoil force. At the moment when their bodies unfolded, without giving the other party any chance to react, Master Zhicheng's right sword blade suddenly drew out, and a cold light flashed through. .
The sword blade slashed across from a position parallel to the eyes, and scarlet blood spurted out more than two meters high like a fountain. This space was stained with blood red, and the strong smell of blood was accurately transmitted to everyone. in the nose.
The Xuan Ming Warrior did not shrink back because of the death of his sect member. Instead, he ignited the desire to fight and rushed forward again. Master Zhicheng looked as if he had not seen everyone. He held the Xuan Ming Warrior in his left hand who was strangled by the neck but did not die. He walked forward slowly, striking out frequently with the blade of his right hand.
One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, five swords, six swords...
His sword skills were extremely fast. His sword saw blood and killed people with his sword. Hundreds of Xuan Ming warriors died tragically under his blade. The scene of dead bodies on the ground and rivers of blood made the people of the nine sects hold their breath. Breathe, don't dare to make any sound.
Killing like crazy! It’s just crazy!
Such powerful killings have only been seen in Zheng Shiyi. During the year of Zheng Shiyi's rule, the Xuanming Sect obtained the best resources of the Chu Dynasty. Countless warriors rose rapidly and their strength increased dramatically. Even so , even in front of Master Zhicheng, he had no ability to fight back. Fortunately, he didn't have the impulse to attack him just now, otherwise the tragedy of Xuan Ming would have happened to the Nine Sects!
Master Zhicheng looked at the corpses on the ground, but he didn't show any signs of panic. He looked exactly like a murderer. It seemed that human life was so worthless and insignificant. Even at this moment, everyone was clinging to Zheng Shiyi's body. The labels were all transferred to Master Zhicheng.
A stream of black aura from Master Zhicheng's left hand appeared again, draining all the essence and blood from the dying Xuanming warrior in his hand. He continuously sucked the essence and blood of the two people, so that all the demonic energy he had consumed had been restored, and he returned to his best condition.
He looked at the closed door in front of him, raised his right hand, and threw the mummified Xuan Ming warrior in his hand towards the door as if throwing away garbage. His rapidly advancing body instantly broke the door and flew into the room.
While flying, Master Zhicheng suddenly pulled back his right arm, kicked off the ground with his left foot, and swung out his right arm with all his strength. There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the sword in his hand flew out quickly like a bow and arrow with a full string.
"boom!"
The sharp sword inserted into the Xuan Ming warrior's mouth, penetrated his head, and his whole body was pinned to the wall by the sword.
"What a cruel technique!"
"I didn't expect that the former eminent monk of Qingwen Academy would now become the heir of the Demon Sect and possess such strong strength!"
"Now Senior Brother Shiyi is at the most critical moment. He must not be disturbed in any way. He must guard the last line of defense even if he dies!"
Ding Lao, Huo Lao and Ding Yue were very fast. They came to the team and took out the weapons they carried. Halfway through the swords in the hands of other Xuanming disciples, Master Zhicheng's voice rang out: "Are you still drawing your swords? Are you alone my opponent?"
The disciples of Xuan Ming ignored each other's words, pulled out their swords, and gathered together. What would happen if they died? If it hadn't been for the appearance of Senior Brother Shiyi, Xuan Ming would have been destroyed by the Nine Gates long ago, and there would be no prosperity today. , no matter what, he cannot be allowed to get closer to Senior Brother Shiyi!
Master Zhicheng looked at the actions of everyone in front of him, with a cold smile on his lips: "Since you insist on resisting, let's all die here."
"I said, no one can take a step forward today."
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind, and everyone looked around. Zhou Xiang's body was covered with blood, his bones were twisted, and he stood up in a very weird posture. His whole body was like a puppet being slowly lifted up. No matter how you looked at it, it was strange. Don't pinch if you feel it.
"Kakaka..."
There were several sounds of bones breaking. Zhou Xiang's whole body was wrapped in a golden spiritual energy. His whole body was dented. The completely broken bones returned to their original positions in an instant. Wisps of white smoke appeared from the scars on the skin. The scars were visible to the naked eye, and the recovery was amazing.
The golden spiritual energy gathered behind the back and quickly merged into the Kirin Sword Soul. But the difference was that the Kirin Sword Soul continued to expand like a balloon. The sword soul became bigger and bigger. Gradually, obvious signs appeared in the sword soul. The cracks spread rapidly towards the sword body.
"Click..."
There were sounds like broken glass, and the Qilin Sword Soul behind him was completely shattered. The golden aura floated in the air, but showed no intention of dissipating.
The next moment, the golden spiritual energy turned red and began to gather rapidly, constantly changing behind him. In a trance, a brand new red martial spirit appeared behind his back, but this brand new martial spirit was not complete and could only be vaguely seen. I saw an afterimage, but I couldn't clearly see its entire appearance.
At the same time that the new martial spirit emerged, an unprecedented and astonishing spiritual energy burst out from Zhou Xiang's body. An evil energy that seemed to come from hell passed by all the warriors of the nine major sects. Everyone felt an ominous omen welling up in their hearts. , a cold air rushed from the tailbone to the top of the head from the back, and even the scalp became numb.
Zhou Xiang's body was surrounded by red sword energy. Compared with the previous yellow sword energy, this red sword energy was more aggressive and lethal. Even the number of spiritual energy swords floating around him increased tenfold. The sword energy gave everyone an unprecedented power of coercion.
The entire sky seemed to feel a powerful evil aura. The originally clear sky was now covered with dark clouds. The roaring thunder kept coming, and one could even vaguely see thunder and lightning falling from the sky.
"what's going on?"
"How could there be such sword energy!"
"Isn't he dead? How could he stand up again?"
"It doesn't look like he's standing up on his own. Instead, he looks like he wants to be picked up. What's going on?"
"Look, all the injuries all over his body have recovered, even the broken bones!"
"Is this really Zhou Xiang just now? Although his strength is indeed terrifying when it explodes, it is far from reaching such a level. What's more, he has exhausted all his spiritual energy just now, how could he explode with such strength!"
"Yes! He seems to have completely changed. This evil aura is really terrifying. It is not something that ordinary people can emit. It feels like the aura that can only be possessed by a murderer who kills millions of people!"
Martial spirit evolution
Master Zhicheng took a deep breath. The Kirin Sword Soul was already one of the top ten sword souls, and it was already an extremely complete martial spirit. He didn't expect that this kind of martial spirit could continue to reorganize and evolve!
I have seen records in ancient books that martial arts can continue to rise as a warrior's strength improves, and can even be reorganized and re-fused. The ability of the reorganized and re-fused martial souls will be improved tenfold, but the ability of a martial soul to truly achieve There are only a few warriors who have reorganized and fully evolved. Who is he to be able to do this
Zhou Xiang walked very slowly to the door of Yangxin Hall one step at a time. He waved his right hand gently, and a red spiritual sword suddenly shot out from the space beside him. He was so fast that not even an afterimage was left behind. Go to Master Zhicheng.
What! What a speed!
Master Zhicheng felt a murderous aura that he had never experienced before. His whole body trembled suddenly and became numb. His arms subconsciously crossed his chest. He was puzzled that the demons were completely gathered on his arms and turned into A solid black shield.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise that shook the sky. Master Zhicheng felt as if his arms were hit by mountains moving on the ground. He became numb in an instant. The powerful shock even spread to his internal organs, and the blood in his body surged. A shock wave visible to the naked eye rushed out in all directions centered on the collision point.
Countless tables, chairs, bonsai, and windows were completely turned into powder under the squeeze of the shock wave, floating in the air.
Under the impact of this sword, the bluestone slabs under Master Zhicheng's feet were completely crushed, and he slid backwards rapidly. After sliding for more than ten meters, the cloth shoes under his feet were completely rubbed through, leaving a long blood stain before he reluctantly stopped. After stopping his retreat, the red spirit sword disappeared.
Master Zhicheng pushed forward, a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out from his mouth in an instant, panting heavily, and looked at Zhou Xiang, who was standing there calm and composed, with extremely surprised eyes. What happened! Every punch I had hit him in the vitals before, and it was said that he would never be able to stand up again.
(End of chapter)