Fake Death Dragon Sword?
No way?
After Bu San lost his cultivation, he didn't use the real Death Dragon Sword to defend himself, but carried a fake Death Dragon Sword on his body. Isn't this an idiot?
Bai Ye stared at the Death Dragon Sword closely, but couldn't see anything about it that looked fake.
And since he got it, he can clearly feel the temperature of the dead dragon's soul in his chest.
If this is a fake Death Dragon Sword, then why does the Soul of the Death Dragon react?
The Death Dragon Heavenly Soul is a special Heavenly Soul bred by the power of the Death Dragon Sword. It has the characteristics of the Death Dragon Sword inside. It is precisely because of the Death Dragon Heavenly Soul that Bai Ye's Heavenly Soul Fusion is much stronger than others.
, every time when facing a strong enemy, the power displayed is much stronger than usual.
If this were not the Death Dragon Sword, the Death Dragon Heavenly Soul would not be throbbing like this.
But...what's going on now?
Isn’t it said that the Death Dragon Sword becomes stronger when it encounters a strong enemy and can destroy everything?
Why is it so ordinary to face this Wumen deputy sect master Hua Fu?
What went wrong?
Bai Ye was confused, still thinking about something, but Hua Fu over there had already come to kill him again.
Bai Ye hurriedly raised the Death Dragon Sword to block it.
clang!
clang!
clang!
...
A crisp sound rang out.
Hua Fu was seen as if nothing had happened. Not only his body, but also his palms had no scratches at all. He directly hit the Death Dragon Sword and trembled wildly.
And the Death Dragon Sword has no power at all!
Bai Ye fell to the ground, his body shaking wildly, and he could hardly stand still. He looked miserable.
And all the disciples and guests over there clapped their hands and shouted.
"good!!!"
"Master Hua is so awesome!!"
The shouts continued, and everyone was excited and excited.
After all, he is the deputy sect leader of Wu Men. The power of this move cannot be compared to that of Wu Dang and his like.
The powerful people among the guests present also looked sideways and their eyes were condensed.
"You must quickly surround this kid and don't let him escape! Let me kill him!!" Hua Fu put his hands behind his back and walked towards Bai Ye.
If this person is not eliminated, his reputation will not be guaranteed!
And as long as this person is killed, his head can be used to give an explanation to the Zhou and Qin families!
Therefore, Hua Fu must kill this person!
Bai Ye frowned and turned his head slightly, only to see that the escape route behind him had been completely blocked by Wu Men and the strong men among the guests. Several barriers outside were also added out of thin air, and the escape route was completely blocked. Bai Ye was like a turtle in a urn, and then
There is no way out!
The situation is on the verge of despair.
"This is terrible! Could it be that Bai Ye died here?" The Rakshasa girl crossed her arms and looked at her quietly, looking a little nervous.
After all, it was just an acquaintance, and she didn't want Bai Ye to die like this. But it was impossible for her to help. There were so many guests here, as well as Wumen and the Zhou Qin family. If she took action, wouldn't it mean that Heishan and
Are these powerful clans enemies? Then she won't be able to survive in Lishengzhou.
And...she can't be saved.
Ye Ao could only stand aside, not daring to say a word.
This level of fighting is no longer something that the Supreme Saint like him can contend with.
Unless a true saint comes forward now, and a true saint with a very important background, Bai Ye will definitely not be saved!
People looked at the white night like they were pitiful people.
After all, in this situation, he is bound to die.
Can't count on this sword anymore!
Bai Ye calmed down and put the Death Dragon Sword into its scabbard, his eyes shaking as he thought about countermeasures.
However, at this moment, Hua Fu here made a sound again.
"How is it? Do you feel very distressed and confused about why the Death Dragon Sword doesn't work?"
The voice was very low. It came out of Hua Fu's mouth and fell into Bai Ye's ears. Only Bai Ye heard it.
But when these words appeared, Bai Ye felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body froze in place, motionless.
"You...you know this sword??"
"Haha, Bu San, that loser, worked so hard to get such a treasure from the Nine Souls Continent. How long do you think he can hide it? What's more, one of my Wumen elders suddenly lost his cultivation. This is not a trivial matter.
How could I not investigate carefully? If I still don’t know that this sword is the Death Dragon Sword, then wouldn’t I, the deputy sect master, be derelict in my duty?” Hua Fu narrowed his eyes and said calmly: “From your perspective, death is the sword.
I can guess the shock shown when you saw the Dragon Sword. You must know about the Death Dragon Sword. Tell me, who are you? If you are willing to explain everything honestly, I might even leave you a little girl.
I will only destroy your cultivation, not kill you!"
"Keep me alive?" Bai Ye smiled disdainfully and said, "If you don't kill me, the Zhou Qin family won't let me go, right? If you don't kill me, do you want to do favors for the Zhou Qin family? You've got it right.
!”
"Wouldn't it be nice to live a little longer?" Hua Fu shook his head.
"Answer me first, what did you do to the Death Dragon Sword, and why is its power gone? I don't believe that you, a true saint, can seal the Death Dragon Sword!"
"Seal? Of course that is impossible! How can a true saint seal this kind of divine sword? It would be difficult to find such a person in the entire Holy State. What I did was just slightly modify it.
For its repair, some special materials were used to draw out its internal power, allowing it to perfect itself. During the period of repair, it has no power." Hua Fu said with a faint smile.
"Repair?" Bai Ye was stunned: "You mean...this sword...is damaged?"
"You don't have to ask this. Why does a dead man know so much? What you have to do now is to take a few more breaths of air, because you won't be able to breathe anymore!"
The sound fell to the ground, Hua Fu's eyes froze, and he suddenly took action.
Boom!!
Several thunderbolts burst out of the void, turning into a power grid to cover the white night, blocking their retreat.
Bai Ye hurriedly raised his sword to resist.
The pitch-black sword rolled out a sword shadow like a big wave, hitting the power grid again and again.
The power grid was chewed to pieces. Hua Fu was already approaching and slapped it hard with his palm.
Bai Ye counterattacked with a backhand punch.
Fists and palms.
"Fighting against the True Saint? Are you serious?" Hua Fu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly drove forward. A stream of powerful force that was enough to shock the Supreme Saint to death burst out from his palm, constantly impacting Bai Ye's body.
But Bai Ye didn't move at all, actually resisting forcefully.
"What?"
Hua Fu looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly noticed something, and lost his voice: "The king's body??"
A great sage who also possesses the body of a king?
It’s simply a strange story in the world!
"Did you just know?" Bai Ye's eyes were stern, and he threw away the abandoned sword with his backhand.
Xiaoxiao's black sword drew a cold black moon!
To be continued...