Chapter 280 Using the power of the big to bully the small demigods
The sound of the sword echoes through the sky!
There was a touch of excitement in the eyes of the Ghost Sword God. After searching for thousands of years, he finally found the successor. He didn't know whether this was joy or sadness!
Fortunately, this disciple's dedication to the sword surpasses everyone else!
"The name of the sword is Gu Fang! It is forged from ordinary iron. After thousands of years of gestation, its sharpness is not weaker than any sword in the world! I hope you can live up to its thousand-year reputation!"
The Ghost Sword God looked at Murong Xue who had received the inheritance and said softly.
Murong Xue quickly turned around and saw the Ghost Sword God suddenly kneeling on the ground, clasping her hands and saying, "Disciple Murong Xue, pay homage to Master!"
"Well! I know you, the swordsman genius of Jibing Palace, but I didn't expect that old guy to be willing to let you come here! Forget it! Our fate as master and disciple has ended, and my wish has been fulfilled, so there is no more worries!"
After saying that, the Ghost Sword God's hand flashed with light, and Liu Buping and the two of them were directly sent down.
Murong Xue still held the sword in her hand, but the color of the sword was different from before, and even the aura was restrained and invisible. If she hadn't touched the sword, no one would have thought it was a sword used by a demigod.
boom!
The bodies of Liu Buping and Liu Buping had just stabilized when they saw a mass of blood slowly appear in the sky.
Hell is burning!
A big hand suddenly appeared and captured the ghost sword god who was located on the top of the ring mountain.
"This is..." Murong Xue looked up in shock, unable to move her body.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
A low wind suddenly blew, and the elders and supreme elders in all the palaces in Wuliang City were trembling. No one dared to release their spiritual thoughts, for fear that they would be like the Ghost Sword God.
In that big hand, the Ghost Sword God's face was peaceful and seemed to have a smile.
"Master!"
Liu Buping clenched his fists tightly, and felt a faint pain in his heart. This was caused by divine power, not something he could resist.
The entire disciples who were still inside Wuliang City felt this aura. This aura was suppressed above everyone's heads, making it difficult to breathe.
Soon, the hell burned and the fire sky disappeared.
The sky returned to calm, and all the disciples showed a hint of palpitations.
The number of Taoist gods in the world has become extremely rare since the last time of the Mirage Island. This time, I am afraid that the top power in the world will be even less.
"Haha...Old Ghost Sword, you finally went!"
While everyone was still in shock, a loud roar came from the palaces above, followed by a majestic and thick breath, flying out from one of the palaces, speeding towards the ghost sword's palace.
go.
"No! Sister Xue, no matter what happens, I hope you won't move!"
Liu Buping moved his body, glanced at Murong Xue, and after transmitting his spiritual message, he flew upwards.
As the successor of the Ghost Sword, this is something that everyone in Wuliang City knows. If he still watches his master's palace being taken away by others, then he will lose face in this Wuliang City, and his Dao Heart will be destroyed.
There was a lingering stain that prevented him from making progress.
Whoosh! In an instant, Liu Buping arrived in front of the palace. Looking at the black-robed Supreme Elder standing in front of the courtyard, vigorously breaking the palace formation, Liu Buping frowned, clasped his hands and said, "Senior, please hurry up.
Stop!"
"Huh? How dare a junior come to block me! You really don't know how to live or die!" The monk snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and a violent spiritual energy rushed towards Liu Buping's face.
Bang!
Liu Buping was unable to dodge and was hit by the spiritual energy storm, and his body was knocked into the air.
The elders in other palaces were all sitting in the palace, looking at the old man in front of the Ghost Sword Palace with complicated expressions.
Some people looked hesitant, some were watching the show, and some were even more indifferent.
"stop!"
The formation of the palace was broken layer by layer, and Liu Buping felt a ball of anger in his chest. Why should he be polite to the other party if he was so shameless?
An angry shout suddenly sounded out, resounding throughout Wuliang City.
At this moment, even the disciples who were in seclusion came outside one after another and watched how the weak Liu Buping in the air fought against the behemoth.
Murong Xue clenched her fists tightly, with a trace of blood in her eyes. She kept reminding herself not to be impulsive, not to be impulsive!
She is the true disciple of the Ghost Sword Successor. I am afraid that no one in the entire Wuliang City except Liu Buping knows that she is still young and cannot stand up for her master. It is just the anger in her chest that makes her almost run away.
The many disciples around him were all elites and had their own masters. They all knew how to respect their masters. Seeing the Ghost Sword leave and the palace being robbed by others, a mass of injustice surged in their hearts, but no one stood up.
After coming out, they always felt that it was none of their own business.
"Hmph! Are you looking for death?" The monk Mu Ran turned his head and looked at Liu Buping with endless killing intent.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless rays of sword light fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they pierced Liu Buping, who was standing in front of him.
Countless blood holes exploded in Liu Buping's body.
Bang!
A cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, and the lightsaber disappeared.
"Waste! Waste! Ghost Sword! I didn't expect your disciple to be such a waste! What's the use of keeping it? Why don't I go with you?"
As he spoke, the monk raised his hand, and a majestic Taoist spirit struck directly at Liu Buping's body, which was gradually regenerating into bloody flesh.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and Liu Buping's body, which had not yet fully resurrected, burst again.
This was a complete rupture. He was bound by Taoism but could not break free. The opponent's strength was too strong and Liu Buping could not tolerate the slightest resistance.
However, this inspired him to rebel against nature.
Do you want to give up?
No!
Never give up!
Even if I, Liu Buping, are really dead, I will not let this beast succeed!
As he spoke, there was a loud shout in the air, and Liu Buping's body gradually emerged again.
"Hmph! It's so stupid to shake a big tree like a worm!" The monk just turned around, but felt Liu Buping's strong vitality. He couldn't help but frown and snorted, and a light blue sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
This is a divine sword!
As soon as the sword was revealed, the surrounding air had already condensed, and even the formation in front of the main hall froze. In an instant, the entire palace completely turned into a land of ice and snow.
"Stop! Qiu Wantian! As soon as the Ghost Sword is gone, why can't you wait so long?" The old man in gray robe appeared from the sky. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stand up for the Ghost Sword.
This old man was the same old man who watched Liu Buping in the sky with Gui Jian that day.
It's just that his cultivation level is obviously weaker than Qiu Wantian's.
"Feng Yi? Who do you think you are!" As he spoke, Qiu Wantian slashed the Feng Yi who had just appeared out of the air with his sword.
The layers of frost on Feng Yi's body were condensing. Although the spiritual energy in his body was constantly resisting, it could not completely drive away the power of the ice.
Qiu Wantian turned out to be in the Great Perfection state of heaven and earth enlightenment!
Liu Buping's body was completely repaired at this time. He glared at Qiu Wantian in front of him, moved his body and shouted in a low voice: "You who humiliate my teacher, I will kill you even if I die!"
Bang!
Countless sword lights flew up from around Liu Buping. The broken swords outside the palace seemed to have heard Liu Buping's shouts and flew into the sky one after another without any boundaries.
These are not ordinary swords, but absolute swords. It is precisely because they are swords that they were broken by the ghost sword god and remained outside the door to express his swordless heart.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless sword lights shot up into the sky, forming a huge sword formation, crushing Qiu Wantian in front of him.
The murderous intent in Qiu Wantian's eyes became even stronger, and he did not call out the threat of these sword lights at all. Instead, he looked at Liu Buping and whispered: "Okay! Good! Good! You have also learned the Borderless Ghost Sword."
!You can’t stay here no matter what!”
"Ghost sword! Ghost sword! I will completely obliterate your inheritance in front of your palace, so that you will be riddled with resentment after death, and you will never be reincarnated! Hahaha!"
Qiu Wantian's voice resounded throughout Wuliang City, and Feng Yi, who came out to resist him, was now sealed in a piece of ice.
Bang!
Countless sword lights were slowly crushed under Liu Buping's difficult control, but most of them were cut off by the azure blue sword in Qiu Wantian's hand.
puff!
Suddenly, just when Qiu Wantian was about to draw his sword again, a ray of light pierced the void and instantly came to his forehead and hit his body.
His forehead was extremely strong, and when the light hit him, he was shaken and scattered, and a sword tip wrapped inside fell to the ground.
"Damn it! Damn it! You are as hateful as the Ghost Sword!" A small blood-colored hole appeared on Qiu Wantian's forehead. Under the impact just now, the skin was broken, causing Qiu Wantian to shed a drop of blood.
.
For him, who is also in the realm of demigods, this is a shame and a huge shame!
Liu Buping was breathing heavily, and his pupils had already begun. The move just now was a swordsmanship that took advantage of the common characteristics of teleportation secrets, flying swords, soul-cutting swords and other sword moves.
, although it is not perfect yet, it has achieved unexpected results.
boom!
Before Liu Buping could think about it, he felt that the air around him suddenly solidified, and a big spiritual hand grabbed his body. Then an irresistible pressure quickly came down from the surroundings, and Liu Buping's body was crushed by the big hand.
Blood, broken flesh and bones were flying in the air, and the undead power slowly pulled these things away, trying to regenerate them again.
The many disciples below were shocked when they saw it, but they were shocked by Liu Buping's attack just now, and they also admired Liu Buping's fearlessness.
"Let me see how many times you can be reborn! You are reborn once, and I will crush you once! Let you bear the pain of this endless hell!" Qiu Wantian was just about to kill again, but suddenly his mind changed, and he changed to directly obliterating it.
Liu Buping's idea was that he wanted to torture Liu Buping to death bit by bit.
"You can't kill me!"
Liu Buping's spiritual thoughts were floating in the air, and his body was resurrecting rapidly.