Legend of the Swordking Chapter 785: Undefeated God of War Wuping
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The human king's skill exploded, and in an instant, I appeared above the head of this blood demon leader, the fairy bone sword lingered around the nine swords, and instantly reached the natural kendo mood, the sword and the heart are unified in one blow. Kill it.
"You..." He was shocked, too slow to dodge at all.
"Chiff--"
The flesh and blood flew horizontally, a sword split into the air, leaving a bone-visible sword mark on the chest of the blood demon leader. This sword is powerful, but it can only reach this point. The idea of dividing one into two is far different. After all, the opponent is a blood demon in the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and the physical strength is not generally high, so it is quite good to be able to cause such damage.
"Who are you?"
The leader of the blood demon retreats quickly and is about to flee the battlefield, staring at me with a pair of eyes: "Are you a human? The monk of the human race dare to enter the holy corpse forest, you are killing yourself!"
"Do you still want to go?"
Nvshan's body descended from the sky, floating like an immortal, with a light wave of the long sword, blocking all retreat.
And I was the second sword from the back, the blade dragged a dazzling spark in the void, the fairy bone sword wrapped the deep true meaning of the drag sword art, suddenly turned into a cold light and swept towards the blood demon leader's neck .
"Wishful thinking!"
The leader of the blood demon stopped running away, his claws suddenly closed in front of his chest, and suddenly countless sharp claws erupted, trying to directly block my life-threatening attack.
However, at the moment when the sharp claw method approached the sword intent, the space suddenly wrinkled, and the sword light made a rapid jump and flashed directly across his neck. This ingenuity is exactly the world breaking, I The power learned from an ancient space rule sword spirit will be used in actual combat for the first time, and the effect is extraordinary!
The fairy bone sword slashed his head, cutting off his throat and flesh and blood, but when it swept across the bones, it looked like it was on a piece of divine iron, clanging loudly, and still failed to cut off his head. , The physical strength of this blood demon leader is too tyrannical, the fairy bone sword has awakened eight hundred powerful spirit patterns, and it still cuts his flesh!
But the throat broke, and the result was the same.
Nvshan split the air with a sword fell, and directly smashed the blood demon leader into a cloud of blood mist. Sure enough, in terms of strength, Nvshan is higher, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the blood on the ground, and said: "We are here Fighting here will surely attract more blood monster races, hurry up, and leave here as soon as possible. This place is too dangerous."
"Hmm."
She entered the Bingzhu Mountain, and I once again activated the spirit pattern in the wind chasing and electric stealth cloak, and entered the invisible state, ordering Xian Yule to continue driving the half-saint ancient corpse, and I have seen the strength of the blood demon leader. In contrast, Xian Yule is too weak, even with the ancient corpse, it is not the opponent's opponent, and it is inferior to a level.
……
The half-saint corpse had not taken a few steps, and a group of people appeared again. They were familiar with the Bahuang Lou. Zhao Yuanliang held a long sword and smiled: "Friends of the corpse control clan, we meet again. ."
Speaking, he glanced across the battlefield around him, and couldn't help but flashed a ray of surprise in his eyes, and said: "I don't know what fellow Daoist is called?"
"Fresh in pleasure."
"Since fellow Daoist is also an enemy of the Blood Demon Race, why not join hands with me? The holy spirit in the ancient sacred forest is majestic, and a holy corpse is about to be awakened and born. Once we join forces, we will have a lot to do."
Xian Yule was stunned.
Nvshan met my eyes, and then ordered, Xian Yule said: "In that case, let's join hands!"
"Good!"
Nvshan said in a soft voice: "Going forward, I feel the great danger. We are not strong now. It's better to join forces with the people in the Bahuanglou temporarily, so that the blood monster clan will not be the first time. Destroy."
I nodded: "However, I feel like looking for a tiger's skin."
She smiled slightly: "Me too."
People are constantly appearing in the mist behind Zhao Yuanliang. They are all members of the Eight Desolate Building. Some people wear golden emblems, which are the emblems of the Golden Jue Iron Guard. All the Jin Jue Iron Guards are strong, the weakest one. There are also the middle stage of the Yuanling realm, and the rest have dozens of silver noble iron guards, most of them are in the great spirit realm, a few are in the early stage of the Yuanling realm, and then all the bronze iron guards are in the human king realm or the early stage of the great spirit realm. Weaker.
This iron guard with more than three hundred men can be regarded as the foundation of the Bahuang Tower in Shazhou, plus a semi-sacred Zhao Yuanliang, indeed has the strength to fight in the holy corpse forest, but... …If you really run into a forbidden power in the Blood Demon Race, I’m afraid it’s still not enough. This action is a gamble for them. Once they get the body of the God Flame Empress, they may become hundreds of people in the future. The first generation of heroes, otherwise, the end may be extremely dismal.
"Whh--"
Tens of miles away, a sky light broke through the clouds and mist, and went to the sky. The earth trembled slightly. There was a holy energy surging continuously. It seemed that there was an unruly will awakening. It was in the body of a saint. The Holy Soul is awakened, but the will is not awakened. Once the Holy Soul awakens, the self-restraint will be released, and the Holy Physique will soon emerge!
"Appeared!"
Zhao Yuanliang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Friend Xianyule, your half-saint corpse is strong, so let him take the lead, so that we can reduce losses."
Nu Shan frowned, she was really looking for the skin of a tiger. How could a person like Zhao Yuanliang be a good person, but if he calculates the corpse clan like this, he is actually not a bad person. After all, he is a human, and the corpse clan is a deadly enemy. , But I believe even more that this is driven by interests. In the eyes of people like Zhao Yuanliang, there is no righteous and evil, only the difference between interests.
The half-saint corpse exudes holy energy, and keeps stepping forward. After dozens of steps, I came to the place where the holy corpse is about to fall. I saw that a piece of land in the deep forest in front was swelling, and I opened the kendo sky eye to see it. Threads of majestic holy aura surging underground, wrapped in a trembling body that has not rotted away, and a strong man who has fallen in the holy corpse forest is about to appear!
"His hiss..."
Amid the shrill cry, the silhouettes of blood demon appeared in the mist, at least hundreds of blood demon, among which the strongest one was close to the semi-sacred realm, with a hideous expression.
In the other direction, dozens of war corpses appeared. Behind the war corpses were monks in black robes, people who controlled the corpses.
"Xian Yule, how did you get involved with the human race?"
An old man of the corpse-handling clan angered.
Xian Yule was silent, but Zhao Yuanliang smiled and said: "I am Zhao Yuanliang, the master of the Shazhou sub-rudder of the Bahuanglou, please don't get angry, the elder of the corpse clan, I and Xian Yule are just cooperating with each other. It's just one time, I wait for the target to be the holy corpse, there is no need to fight to the death."
"Absurd!"
The old man was angry: "I control the corpse race and the human race, Zhao Yuanliang, come here immediately!"
Xian Yule remains silent, ignoring the old man who controls the corpse clan.
……
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the constantly bulging surface finally exploded, and countless holy auras lingered in agitation. He looked like a middle-aged man, dressed in battle armor, closed his eyes, his arms naturally opened, and his whole body was filled. He had the breath of the Holy Path, but there was no breath of living beings, just a corpse, but for everyone, this corpse was a treasure.
Just like the master writing the edict with holy blood, the blood of the holy person is a precious treasure, plus the root bones, spiritual veins, spiritual ruins, etc., can be refined to gain power, and for the blood monster race In terms of this saint corpse is even more precious, sucking the blood of the saint corpse can allow the mighty blood demon to obtain a part of the saint corpse's strength during his lifetime, which is a shortcut for cultivation.
Seeing the holy corpse floating in the air, everyone was stunned.
"The holy corpse is born!"
"Is this man Wu Ping, the undefeated **** of war in the legend? According to legend, Wu Ping was one of the top ten saints in the upper realm. He single-handedly entered the underworld more than a thousand years ago and killed seven evil saints. , And finally died of exhaustion. What he was wearing was the legendary Thousand Spirits Transcendent Tool——The Immortal Sacred Armor, the one who won the Immortal Sacred Armor is enough to cross the Sacred Corpse Forest!"
"Kill, take the corpse!"
Everyone was cheered up, even the people in the Bahuang Building were extremely excited, dozens of people flew off and went straight to the holy corpse of the undefeated war **** Wuping.
But at the moment when everyone approached Wu Ping's body, the war **** of the Middle Ages suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were bloody, his iron fist was raised, and he punched everyone!
"Boom——"
The power of heaven and earth reversed, and dozens of people were blown into the air. Among them, the weaker monks in the realm of kings were all blown up, and the rest of the strong in the realm of great spirits were severely injured, vomiting blood.
Wu Ping’s sacred corpse turned around, a pair of eyes full of killing intent, suddenly pushed out a palm, and set off dozens of blood monsters. The weaker ones quickly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the holy energy hit the surroundings. The saint who has fallen for many years is like entering the land of no one, a punch and a palm is enough to suppress everyone present.
I am secretly surprised that the power of a saint should not be so weak. The palm of a saint can be destroyed even in a semi-sacred realm. How can it not break the body of a strong person in the original spirit realm?
At this moment, my gaze fell on the elder of the corpse control clan who was close to the semi-sacred realm. His eyes were fixed on Wuping’s sacred corpse, he was muttering words, and there was a strange light in his eyes. Formed an extremely strong spiritual communication, it turned out that it was him. At the moment when the saint corpse was born, this capable corpse wielder already controlled the saint corpse and exerted a part of the power of the saint corpse.
……
"Asshole!"
Zhao Yuanliang also saw this. Jianfeng pointed straight at the old man who controlled the corpse clan, and the sword light shot violently, setting off a wave of sword intent containing two swords. The rudder master of Shazhou Bahuang Building was only It's too unreasonable to cultivate to the first level of Jian Xin Tong Ming, and it is no wonder that Jian Xiu with Jian Xin Tong Ming is so valued in the upper realm.
"Protect the elders and destroy the people in the Bahuanglou!"
A group of people from the corpse control tribe sacrificed their own war corpses. The next moment, those war corpses in the Primordial Spirit Realm and the Supreme Spirit Realm roared, rushing to Zhao Yuanliang and others, and they fought together in blood.
"Roar!"
The undefeated **** of war Wu Ping’s holy corpse screamed, and a holy energy spouted from his mouth, sweeping the forest for a few miles ahead, blowing a group of blood monsters into fly ashes. His power is recovering little by little. Strong!
Is this old man of the Corpse Controlling going against the sky?
Nvshan faintly said: "Don't do it, wait for the change. This old corpse master may be our most powerful opponent. When the opportunity is ripe, use your sword and heart to kill him!"
"Even a half saint like Zhao Yuanliang can't kill him, can I?"
"Hmph, Zhao Yuanliang is just entering the semi-sacred realm for the first time, not much better than the peak of the Yuanling realm. Besides, his level of kendo is half a hang, you can throw him a dozen blocks away."
"Understood."