First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 630: Demon Sword
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Qingluo’s clean white robe has been damaged and stained with blood.
He was disheveled, wounded, and in a dire situation.
And Su Yi didn’t stop there.
Qing Luo’s self-proclaimed strongest killing technique is a pair of fists.
What Su Yi is doing now is to use his fists to completely destroy the opponent in one fell swoop on the road that the opponent is most proud of!
In the final analysis, although Qingluo’s power in the late stage of the spirit transformation stage is far beyond that of the same realm, it is enough to kill Ying Que and other monsters in the spirit stage realm.
But in Su Yiyan, it is comparable to the spirit phase sword Xiu Qingshuang from the Profound Sky Realm.
Boom!
Su Yi’s sleeves swelled, his palms clenched fists, and he rushed to kill.
The general trend is bright fist!
In Buddhism, Da Shizhi represents wisdom, light, and resolves disasters.
It is rumored that there is a great power of Buddhism with the status of a bodhisattva, with the name of the great power, and is revered as the great power of the Bodhisattva.
And such a boxing method comes from Xiaoxitian, the first Buddhist holy place in the Great Wilderness, and is listed as one of the nine most powerful ancient boxing methods in Xiaoxitian.
Those who practice this martial art have the potential to subdue dragons and tigers, be brave and resolute, and have the heart to exorcise evil spirits!
At this time, as Su Yi played these ancient Buddhist scriptures, his power was also as awe-inspiring as a god, shaking the world.
Qing Luo sensed the danger and evaded immediately.
But in the end, he was swept away by the fist that enveloped the square.
Bang!
His figure shot back fiercely, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking from his body.
In the ruins of Qunxianjianlou, Ning Sijia, Cha Jin, and Ling Xue were all shocked.
Before they had worried that Su Yi was not Qingluo’s right, after all, even Ying Que and other spirits were killed by Qingluo.
Who would have thought that from the beginning of this battle to the present, although Qing Luo showed a terrifying combat power that far surpassed the previous one, Su Yi has been stably restrained!
You can’t even hurt Su Yi at all!
“I haven’t seen you for a few months, and I don’t know what kind of adventures Su Daoyou experienced in Daxia, but he has become so powerful…”
Ning Sihua was in a trance.
“Young Master was never defeated in the Great Zhou period, and he is the same now!”
Tea Jin looks proud.
Lingxue was taking care of the Changtai couple who had been rescued before. Hearing this, she felt inexplicably emotional and recalled many memories from her previous time in Guangling City.
Outside.
“You, this guy, must have a great background!”
Qing Luo was covered in blood and looked miserable.
But he didn’t seem to care, staring at Su Yi, as if he wanted to see through his whole body.
Boom!
Su Yi kills again.
Seeing this, Qingluo’s eyes flashed with a cold and decisive luster, and murmured, “I won’t lose!”
The voice was still reverberating, and a wave of destructive power suddenly spread out from his broken and blood-stained body.
Bang! !
Su Yi’s palm shot in the air was blocked by a dazzling silver light that appeared in front of Qing Luo, and it collapsed suddenly.
Su Yi frowned slightly.
Seeing Qingluo at the moment, her body seemed to be burning, and a transparent silver flame swelled up.
His long black hair turned snow-white in an instant, and the skin all over his body was dull and cracked, as if he had been taken out of life and was countless years old.
But his eyes are as bright as the blazing sun and cannot be stared at.
He stretched his right arm back and made a sword-drawing motion. He could clearly see that there was a snow-white edge emerging from his back and spine.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Every time the snow-white edge is pulled out, it bursts into a harsh and chilling whistling sound, like the sound of a devil’s teeth rubbing, making
People shudder.
“A sword with one’s body?”
Su Yi showed a strange color.
The so-called feeding the sword with the body means that practitioners use the body as a sword-raising furnace, and use their own cultivation and blood essence as nourishment to temper and cultivate the spiritual sword, so that the spiritual sword becomes a part of the body, regardless of each other. .
The sword is in people, and the sword destroys people!
Generally speaking, very few swordsmen maintain their swords in such arcane ways.
It is too domineering, and it is very easy to go to extremes. Once there is a mistake, it will hurt itself.
“When I woke up, this sword was hidden in my spine.”
In the distance, Qing Luo whispered, “I’m sure that just by pulling out this sword, I can retrieve my memory and know who I am and where I came from.”
As he drew his sword, a chilling and terrifying aura emerged, making the sky tremble and the void chaotic.
“But I’m afraid to do that.”
Qing Luo sighed softly, “Because I know better, after I draw the sword, all my life will be swallowed up by this sword.”
The voice has a complex taste, with fear and helplessness.
But he didn’t stop.
When it came to this moment, the snow-white spirit sword that was contained in its spine was born!
Chong!
The roar of the sword is like the roar of the ancient gods and demons, stirring the sky and disturbing the situation.
The unparalleled dazzling sword light, like a burning sun, is extremely bright, illuminating this sea area brightly.
Looking carefully, this sword seems to be made of white bone divine jade.
On the hilt of the sword, two tiny characters twisted like earthworms are engraved:
God to blame!
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Boom!
At this moment, under the oppression of this sword’s power, the power of the Jiujuefeng Heavenly Formation originally covered in the distance suddenly collapsed.
In the ruins of Qunxianjianlou, the light curtain suspended in front of Ning Sihua and others shattered and disappeared with a bang.
“This…”
Ning Sihua and others all changed their expressions, and their hearts became more nervous than ever.
No one would have imagined that the power of the sword that Qing Luo sacrificed at this last moment would be so terrifying, which made them all worried for Su Yi.
Meanwhile—
When he saw this sword, a strange color appeared in Su Yi’s eyes, what a demon sword!
“Sometimes, I suspect that I am the servant of this swordsman, and everything I have, including my life, is destined to be controlled only by it.”
Qing Luo whispered, and then he shook his head, looked at Su Yi, and smiled, “However, to be able to kill people like fellow Daoists with this sword is worth my life.”
His once handsome face has grown old, his hair is frosty, and his cracked skin is dull.
The only spirit sword is dazzling and dazzling!
It was also at this time that Su Yi finally opened his mouth and said, “I won’t die, but a sword slave like you who was chosen to feed the sword with your body will surely die.”
“Selected? Sword slave?”
Qing Luo frowned, “What do you mean, fellow Daoist?”
Su Yi said: “Your previous guess is not correct, this is a very rare demon sword, you are just its chosen slave, not only is your memory deprived, but also your Taoism, cultivation, and life, It will also be its food in the future.”
Qingluo’s pupils condensed slightly, and then he laughed: “It’s just a sword, how could it possibly devour the Lord? Daoist friend, you said that because you want to disturb my mood and save your life for yourself, right?”
No doubt, he didn’t believe Su Yi’s words.
“Time is running out, fellow Taoist, I’ll take you on your way first!”
As Qing Luo said, he slammed into the air and slashed with his sword.
Boom!
A dazzling snow-white sword qi crossed the sky, blazing and dazzling, and the boundless terrifying aura made the world wailed, as if surrendering.
Just that kind of power can kill any spiritual cultivator in the world!
Su Yi did not retreat.
At the moment when Qing Luo attacked, he shook his head slightly, stretched out his right arm, and pointed a finger in the air.
An obscure sword energy swept up.
It was transformed by the breath of the Nine Prison Sword.
It seems to be an understatement and simple, but when this sword qi swept out, an indescribable supreme coercion quietly appeared.
The originally chaotic void, the disintegrating clouds, and the turbulent sea all fell into a strange static state at this moment as if they were completely suppressed and imprisoned.
The entire sea area with a radius of thousands of miles is shrouded in a terrifying coercion.
Huh?
Qingluo’s pupils shrank suddenly, hair all over her body, what is this?
Bang!
Suddenly, a shattering explosion sounded in this quiet and depressing world.
I saw the brilliant sword energy that Qing Luo slashed, and it collapsed like a brittle glass of glass under Su Yi’s sword!
This scene made Qing Luo almost collapse.
This is his trump card at the cost of his life!
He is confident that under this blow, even if the great cultivator of the Spirit Wheel Realm is here, he is doomed to die!
But now, he was easily defeated by Su Yi, who only cultivated in the Star Gathering Realm! !
Without waiting for Qing Luo to return to his senses, Su Yi’s sword remained unabated, slashing through the air.
Qing Luo swings his sword to resist.
Clang! ! !
With a deafening roar, the snow-white long sword flew away and shot backwards from a distance.
Qing Luo was astonished and seemed unbelievable.
He raised his head a little bit with difficulty, looked at Su Yi in the distance, and murmured, “What you just said…is it true?”
Su Yi said: “I’m not going to lie to a dead person.”
“I…really just a sword slave who can’t help myself…”
Qing Luo’s eyes are hollow and lost.
I saw his body crack open piece by piece, and then turned into rustling ashes.
When he pulled out the spirit sword called Shen blame, he was almost completely swallowed by the spirit sword.
Even if he blocked Su Yi’s sword energy at this moment, the terrifying power had completely shattered his body and soul.
At this point, this young man with a strange origin has perished!
“It will be cheaper for you to die like this.”
With a light voice to himself, Su Yi turned around and looked into the distance.
The peerless demon sword, which was once cultivated on the back of Qingluo, buzzed and trembled on the sea hundreds of feet away, emitting bursts of dazzling silver radiance.
It is clearly visible that there is a shocking crack on the original transparent sword body of this sword.
That’s the mark cut out by Su Yi’s sword!
This is beyond Su Yi’s expectations, because he did not expect that this sword could block a breath of Jiu Prison Sword!
“Kill my sword slave, hurt my sword body, this seat will remember you, and I will repay tenfold in the future!”
And when Su Yi looked over at ~IndoMTL.com~, a cold voice with boundless anger came from inside the demon sword called God’s Guilty.
Shhh!
The voice was still echoing, and the demon sword broke through the air and disappeared into the vast sky in an instant.
“Sure enough, there is a complete demon spirit dormant inside this sword…”
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Su Yi was thoughtful.
The moment he saw this sword before, he roughly guessed some reasons.
Until he saw this scene, it confirmed his conjecture.
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ps: The second update will be a bit late~
My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^