Chapter 594 I said, how to eat, how to spit it out for me!
"No..."
Following the deafening loud noise in his ears, a sense of fear like being shattered into pieces suddenly hit De Jue's heart, making his limbs stiff, his whole body turned to stone, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously let out a horrifying scream.
But the next moment, his voice stopped suddenly, and his whole person was stunned for an instant.
The giant sword slashed down, and the loud noise suddenly disappeared.
There was no imaginary shattering of bodies and annihilation of consciousness; there was no earth-shattering horrific aftermath; even the explosion that sounded in his ears just now seemed to be a fantasy, with no lingering sound.
He didn't even feel the pain of his body breaking apart, not even a trace of pain!
"What...what's going on?"
Dejue lowered his head slightly in confusion, looking at his chest, his limbs, and his body.
In perfect condition!
Everything is business as usual!
How is this possible?
Dejue was stunned for a moment and moved his arms slightly, completely unable to believe that this was true.
Didn't that hundred-foot giant sword, which was comparable to the self-destruction of a peak warrior in the Xuan Realm, clearly hit him?
Under such a terrifying power, even a real illusion warrior could not resist; why did he not only not die, but also not even suffer any damage?
A series of questions suddenly came to De Jue's mind, making him stunned and his consciousness became somewhat trance-like.
Like Dejue, Fang Wushang, Lin Ruoer, Lao Chentou, Yao Jiaxuan, Chu Yuntian and everyone around were completely dumbfounded and stunned.
I originally thought that this terrifying sword fall would shake the world, but it turned out that there was loud thunder but little rain. No, there was loud thunder but no rain!
"Look, the giant sword is still there!"
"It didn't fall, that giant sword didn't fall at all!"
At this moment, exclamations rang out from the crowd, and a warrior standing on the city wall suddenly screamed.
As soon as these words came out, everyone raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
In the sky, a giant sword with a hundred feet was hanging in the sky, lingering in spiritual energy, exuding a majestic and vast aura of terror, but it did not move at all.
"What's going on?"
"Did Ye Wushuang summon another giant sword?"
"No, the giant sword didn't cut it down at all... But how is this possible?"
Among the crowd, there was first a faint suspicion, and then it turned into a stunned surprise, and finally it was completely boiling, and there was a lot of discussion and an uproar.
"Phantom?"
Dejue's body was shaking at this moment, his face was pale, he also raised his head to look at the giant sword in the sky, and made a guess in an instant.
Just as he had determined before, Ye Wushuang did not dare to do it and could not do it to kill a whole city of life in order to kill him; everything that happened just now was an illusion, an illusion created by Ye Wushuang.
The hundred-foot giant sword did not fall at all!
But at this moment, Dejue didn't have any joy of the rest of his life after death, let alone the surprise of surviving the catastrophe. Instead, his pale face suddenly changed, his golden light dimmed suddenly, he spurted out a large mouthful of bright red blood, and he staggered back.
His Buddhist heart collapsed!
Even though the sword did not fall, the almost real aura of death and the real feeling of almost brushing against hell still shocked him, frightened his courage, and shattered his Buddhist heart!
"You are so rampant, it turns out you are also a person who is afraid of death!"
At this moment, the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth suddenly rose, and a sneer appeared on his young face: "You are right, I will not bury a whole city with you."
"Because you don't deserve it, and I don't need it either!"
At this point, Ye Wushuang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. There was a sound, and the dragon scale sword held by Lin Ruoer suddenly fell out of his hand and instantly fell into his hand.
"This sword is enough to kill you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang's figure flickered and turned directly into an afterimage. He flashed away and then appeared again. He instantly appeared in front of Dejue and held out a sword.
"The Nine Swords of Dao Yi, Qi-Breaking Jue!"
Whoa...
The dragon-scaled sword flew through the air as fast as thunder, and struck Dejue's chest in a flash.
Bang...
The already dim golden glow exploded on the spot, and the Vajra Indestructible Magic, known as the number one defense technique in Buddhism, completely collapsed at this moment.
Pfft...
There was a slight sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh and blood, bright red suddenly appeared, and blood spurted out.
The three-foot-long dragon-scaled sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, flashing with a sharp cold light, passed directly through the chest, revealing half a foot of Zidejue's back!
Ye Wushuang was holding a sword in one hand at this moment, with an indifferent expression, staring at Dejue closely, and said word by word: "I have killed the Buddha, so who do you think you are?"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang grasped the hilt of the sword with his left hand, held the sword with both hands, and with a strong strike, he directly picked Dejue up and threw it out violently.
With a puff, the dragon scale sword directly passed through De Jue's body.
With a bang, Dejue fell hard to the ground, his invulnerable body was split into two, and blood spurted out.
"ah..."
Even though he was split in half, Dejue was still not killed. Instead, he screamed in pain, and the two remaining parts of his body trembled violently.
The dim golden light and the pitch-black light were swirling crazily at this moment, pulling the two halves of the body together, as if they wanted to come together, heal, and return to their original state; but above the broken wounds, there were lines.
The white light flickers like maggots on the tarsal bones and is difficult to eliminate.
"Damn, damn, damn..."
Realizing that his physical body could not heal, Dejue's aura was weak at this moment, but his expression was extremely ferocious, with real malice appearing in his eyes, and he was roaring.
Ye Wushuang remained calm and silent, and directly waved the dragon scale sword, bursting out thousands of sword shadows, directly smashing Dejue's body into fine pieces of flesh, completely cutting off the possibility of his recovery, and wanted to dig out the Danying.
call...
However, at this moment, a golden light shrouded in black light suddenly shot out from the shattered body, gathered in mid-air, writhed crazily, and instantly condensed into a shadow.
The shadow of Dejue!
"I almost forgot, this is just your illusion; you are trying to seize the Danying at all costs, so naturally you will not store the Danying in your clone!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of surprise, but then sneered and said: "Well, since we can't dissect it, we can only punch it out!"
"I told you, if you eat it, you will spit it out!"
After the words fell, Ye Wushuang made a sound, thrust the Dragon Scale Sword diagonally on the ground, and his body disappeared in a flash, appearing in front of the golden shadow shrouded in black light. He waved his arms and performed the Tiger Roar and Dragon Roar Fist at the same time.
One punch comes out, and ten thousand punches appear.
Bang...
The dense fist shadow instantly hit Xuying's Dantian, but only made a muffled sound.
"puff..."
The black light suddenly shook, and Dejue's newly condensed shadow instantly became a little lighter. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black light.
Ye Wu, with quick eyes and quick hands, reached out and grabbed it.
That's a broken Danying!
The originally lifelike face has been blurred, and the crisscrossing ravines have been almost smoothed; if it weren't for the aura of Dan Ying still exuding, Ye Wushuang would have thought that this was not Dan Ying, but Xu Dan.
"This is... Lin Tao's Danying?"
Looking at the Danying in his hand, Ye Wushuang frowned, but sneered: "Earlier in the palace, in order to kill Lin Tao, I knocked his Danying away in advance, but I didn't expect that it would be missed by you, a bald donkey.
ah."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang put away Dan Ying and took action again.
One palm comes out, ten thousand palms fall.
Bang...
There was also only a muffled sound, and Dejue's shadow became a little faint again. With a pop, another black light spit out, but it was not Dan Ying, but Xu Dan, which was broken to only half of Xu Dan!
"You swallowed a lot!"
Ye Wushuang sneered and punched again.
Bang...
No matter how faint the shadow of Dejue is, it spits out a third black light; the ravine is still blurry, but Dan Ying's appearance is still there.
It’s Chu Xiaoao’s Danying!
Ye Wushuang stopped talking, put away Dan Ying, and took action again.
Bang...
The fourth black light was spit out, and Ye Wushuang suddenly felt a familiar aura.
It’s Pu Ruozhi’s Danying!
However, at this moment, Pu Ruozhi's Dan Ying was even more miserable than Lin Tao's Dan Ying. Not only was his appearance smoothed out, but even the criss-crossing ravines on it were completely gone. Instead, dense pits appeared on the surface.
This guy actually took the lead in refining Pu Ruozhi's elixir; moreover, he had already refined nearly half of it.
Under such circumstances, even if Dan Ying is returned to Pu Ruozhi, it will be difficult to save him!
"Damn it!"
Ye Wushuang cursed secretly, put away Pu Ruozhi's Danying, and looked up at Dejue with cold eyes.
No matter whether Pu Ruozhi can be saved or not, this person must be buried with him!
After four consecutive blows, the shadow that Dejue had just condensed was so thin that it was almost transparent, the black light turned into slender lines, and the golden light was dimmed, as if the entire shadow was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, he had no anger, no malice, and no mad roar. Instead, his face was filled with panic, as if he had seen a ghost. He stared at Ye Wushuang in a daze, and said word by word: "You...
Who is it?"
What Buddhist practices are best at is seducing people's minds and confusing all sentient beings; therefore, it is almost impossible to confuse Buddhist monks with the world's illusions.
But at this moment, Ye Wushuang not only confused him, but also took the illusion to the extreme, making him feel the same and frightening him to the point of collapse. This is simply incredible!
Moreover, he has practiced the secret art of blood fusion for nearly ten thousand years and has already perfected it; any Void Pill or Dan Ying, once swallowed by him, will be integrated into his soul, refined, and the energy will flow continuously.
Send back to the main body.
This process is simply irreversible and unstoppable.
But at this moment, Ye Wushuang used one punch and one palm to forcefully knock out the Danying pills he had swallowed today. It was simply unbelievable!
"When I go to the Buddhist Kingdom of the West Desert and kill your body, I will tell you who I am!"
Ye Wushuang slowly lowered his right hand at this moment, summoning the dragon scale sword inserted on the ground into his hand, looking at Dejue with cold eyes, and said slowly: "As for now..."
"It's just a clone, but it doesn't deserve to be known!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang took a step forward, waved his right hand, and slashed down with the dragon scale sword.
