Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 59: The sword destroys the people.

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This sword is smaller than any sword in the world. [~]

Small as a leaf.

However, when Wenren Cang Yue's sword pierced out, his backward-flying body had already stopped, and his feet were suspended from the ground, instead he was about to fly forward.

The power of this sword was so great that he couldn't control it, leading him up.

The strong wind formed the substance, like giant knives one hundred meters long, blowing away all the snowflakes outside him.

This sword is like bringing down all the winds in the nine heavens, and then the power on this sword shatters the wind and snowflakes together.

The small sword pierced Zhou Shoufu amidst the broken wind and snow crystals.

The point of the sword is still the point of the sword.

Where the point of the sword and the point of the sword intersect, a shock wave of majestic vitality begins to emerge.

Zhou Shoufu's feet also left the ground, because layers of diamond-like ice crystals formed on the ground, supporting him.

Behind him is a long stretch of ice blanket, spreading out in the streets and even climbing up the houses behind him, making these houses become snow white, just like ice peaks on the sea.

Behind him, it seemed to become a sea of ​​ice.

His people are integrated with this ice sea.

Li Ku’s sword was frozen in the air, unable to shatter his sword, or the sea behind him.

Wenren Cang Yue's brows frowned.

His complexion no longer has the slightest zeal.

Because he likes to kill powerful opponents who are threatening to him, but he doesn't want to see another opponent who is stronger than him in this world.

"The descendants of the legendary ice and snow giants are indeed the same alien as the Changsun family and the Shentu family."

"Even if you use this sword, you can actually stop it...so in terms of cultivation level and even the strength of the **, you are stronger than me."

He frowned, looked at Zhou Shoufu standing on the ice sea, and said indifferently: "So I must kill you even more."

"It's a pity that you are older than me, and my blood is stronger than you. You don't have as much blood as I can shed."

The moment this sentence was indifferently expressed, the armor on his right hand holding the sword shattered on the entire arm, and his iron-like arm was torn apart because it could not withstand the surge of spirit power that exceeded the limit. The skin cracked and a **** mist bloomed.

Sword advances.

The entire ice and snow sword split.

There were countless fine wounds on Zhou Shoufu's palm and wrist, and blood spurted out sharply.

A layer of ice sealed all the wounds, but in the next instant, the ice shell shattered under the impact of vitality.

Blood spurted out again with the spirit power from the countless wounds on his palms and wrists.

There were numerous cracks in the ice sea behind him.

The houses covered with ice began to collapse with the appearance of cracks.

This sea of ​​ice seems to disappear at any time.

However, Zhou Shoufu's face is still very calm.

He still didn't take a step back, standing calmly on the cracked sea of ​​ice.

Wenren Cang Yue suddenly raised her head to look up at the sky.

In the sky, there is a faint yellow light shining among the white clouds in the early morning.

Wenren Cang Yue sensed something.

He wanted to put away the strongest sword in his hand and backed away.

However, at this moment, Zhou Shoufu's hand pierced Wenren Cang Yue with a breath of indomitable advancement.

In his hand, there is also the hilt of a big ice sword.

The blade of the little sword was submerged in the hilt.

The sword energy pierced Zhou Shoufu's palm, but the hilt of the transparent ice and snow sword firmly locked the small sword, making it unable to advance or retreat.

Wenren Cang Yue's face was instantly filled with severe chills.

At the same time, a scorching sun lit up in the sky.

The strong vitality fluctuations and dazzling brilliance condensed into nine huge golden phoenixes.

On the Shenmu Feihe, Tong Wei spat out a mouthful of blood.

In his hand, he held a golden and white bow that occupies more than half of the wooden crane.

An arrow engraved with runes like a flying phoenix fell on Wenren Cangyue.

Wenren Cang Yue resolutely let go, at the moment of letting go, Xiaojian

's sword energy instead rushed back, rushing on his right shoulder.

A transparent blood hole suddenly appeared on his right shoulder, and the originally covered armor was completely destroyed to pieces.

This force instantly pushed him backwards.

The dazzling golden arrow fell on the small sword embedded in the ice.

This golden arrow with the thickness of a thumb, all the power is concentrated on the tip of the arrow, which is the size of a half grain of rice.

A trace of invisible air flow dissipated as soon as it hit the small sword at this point.

This small sword with a powerful and unyielding aura suddenly shattered silently, like a piece of paper being torn apart.

Wenren Cang Yue lowered his head, he no longer looked at the natural sacred tree Feihe, his eyes were even more indifferent.

At the moment this small sword was completely shattered and turned into countless fragments flying out, the Qi Yao flying sword in his sleeve flew out again.

This time, the end of the Qi Yao Flying Sword is connected to a black and red chain like magma.

This sword pierced Zhou Shoufu again!

……

Li Ku’s sword is one of the most powerful magic weapons in the world. It was crushed by a single blow at this moment, whether it was Wenren Cang Yue who possessed this magic weapon, or seeing such a peerless magic weapon. Zhou Shoufu, who was directly damaged in the world, had very calm eyes.

Zhou Shoufu's left hand flicked slightly.

Several lily-like ice flowers are constantly growing in the space between him and the Qi Yao Devil Sword.

In a very short period of time that ordinary cultivators could not perceive, all the blooming ice flowers in front of him shattered, and the fragments of the broken bone relics of the small sword impacted on him, causing a lot of damage to him. Blood stains.

The power of the Seven Lunar Demon Sword's blow was exhausted when the last ice flower shattered, and even in the extreme cold, there were faint cracks in the chain behind it.

However, looking at the light filaments and blood stains that were brought up when those bone relic fragments pierced Zhou Shoufu's body, it was enough for Wenren Cang Yue.

"Is it worth it?"

He looked at Zhou Shoufu indifferently, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Just to destroy a sword like this in my hand, I will not hesitate to injure an already wounded Windrunner even more, and he will not hesitate to hurt myself. Even if you don’t die, your cultivation will only retreat in the future?"

More blood blooms on Zhou Shoufu's body.

On a silver shirt on his body, there are many peach blossoms in full bloom.

Wenren Cang Yue's power, as well as the power of the bone relic sword, pierced his body, so the situation in his body was far worse than it seemed on the outside.

However, Zhou Shoufu smiled calmly when he heard Wenren Cang Yue's sentence.

"I didn't want to do it with people originally. Even if I can no longer do it with people, there is nothing to regret." He smiled and said with emotion: "I have seen Damang's strongest sword... When I come down, I want you to take a look at Yunqin's strongest sword, the strongest sword in the world. This sword will let you know that it is worthwhile."

Wenren Cang Yue's pupils shrank, and she looked up into the long alley behind Zhou Shoufu, and at the same time, his body retreated at a faster rate than before.

Where he looked, there was a broken wall covered in snow and ice.

He Baihe walked out at the end of the broken wall. His face was very pale and he didn't have much strength. He penetrated his last strength into the wall somewhere, and then his body leaned against On this broken wall, I looked at Wenren Cang Yue.

The ice and snow on the ground crackled.

The ordinary wooden courtyard door creaked.

Cracking on the tiles...creeping on some leftover trees on both sides...

Strong sword aura, flowing out from the sword marks that appeared above, gathering the vitality between heaven and earth, forming a powerful and ethereal sword, just like the one burning in the city of Yunqin Qingchen Bars of smoke, cut to Wenren Cang Yue.

The Seven Lights Devil Sword was spinning outside Wenren Cang Yue.

A faint sword light cut into a crack in the chain of the Seven Luminaries Demon Sword.

This extremely tough, burning chain broke into several pieces.

Wenren Cang Yue's body receded a little faster again.

A wound suddenly appeared on his right leg, and blood came out.

He didn't stop, as fast as teleporting.

Appeared in front of the collapsed house, and in the next instant, he had reached the gap of a fence wall, and in the next instant, he had reached an archway that was knocked down by his previous breath.

But every time he falls, a few pieces of armor will fall off his body, and he will have an extra sword wound on his body.

It took only a few short breaths when he exited the streets filled with sword aura, but the armor on his body was shattered and his cloak turned into strands of rags.

The more than a dozen more sword wounds on his body looked very thin, very long, and they didn't penetrate deep into the flesh, and the blood didn't seem to flow much, but the blood was always bright, and the more it went. It feels like a dozen red runes have been carved into it.

His face is white.

Unprecedented whiteness.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented ice cold, looking at He Baihe.

"Don't ask me if it's worth it."

Looking at Wenren Cangyue’s look, He Baihe coughed and laughed softly, laughing louder than Wenren Cangyue’s first laugh when she first came in, "The Annals of Yunqin Remember my sword, the world will remember my sword. The world will remember, because of us, you cannot conquer this tomb, the world will remember, because of us, you will be injured so that it is impossible for another hundred years I got a great master in advancement."

"What else is happier than smashing a person full of ***?"

He Baihe sat down wearily, his eyes dimmed, but he still looked at Wenren Cang Yue mockingly, and said, "Does it feel like being knocked down?"

"Winning or losing is a common matter for soldiers..." Wenren Cang Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, but her face became calmer.

"Don't talk about this kind of nonsense, no one will give you a chance to turn your money." He Baihe interrupted Wenren Cang Yue's words directly.

Wenren Cang Yue was silent.

Fleeing the city in silence. V