Chapter 163: The Secret of the Eight Desolation Swords
"Bang!"
The two attacks were interchanged instantly, and at this moment, the face of the sword master suddenly changed drastically!
From the opponent's sword, he felt an irresistible huge fluctuation, like a descending emperor, destroying withered and rotten, with a majestic momentum of killing all the creatures in front of him.
"Click!"
At this moment, the man was shocked to see that the high-grade spiritual sword in his hand had a rift quietly under the attack of the other party.
The crack continued to widen and finally broke under his horrified gaze!
The original spiritual sword was fatally traumatized, and the man opened his mouth and spitted out a mouthful of blood. The Eight Desolate Swords in Lin Xi's hand slashed on the other party's body in an instant with unabashed power.
"Click!"
Accompanied by the sound of bone shattering, the half-step sword saint was severely injured again, his body flew backwards, blood gushing out of his mouth, and the horror in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
Lin Xi did not give the other party any chance, and his body followed closely, and the spiritual sword was holding back, and his speed soared.
"Bang!"
The man's body hit the ground heavily, and after another mouthful of blood, he struggled to get up and send a signal. At this time, Lin Xi's figure had already caught up. When the other party just supported his body, his left foot was heavy.
He stepped on it back to the ground and raised a burst of dust.
"It was amazing before, but now." Lin Xi smiled coldly, leaned forward slightly, stared at the other party.
"Ground-level sword skills! You... puff!" Looking at the young man's death-like smile in front of him, the man gritted his teeth and stared at the other party. He had just said a few words, but the bad injuries in his body made him feel as if he was too serious.
He squirted out another mouthful of blood.
"Don't be too confident, otherwise... will die!" Lin Xi threw down his last sentence, and the Eight Desolate Sword held in his right hand slightly raised, and stabbed it mercilessly!
bass!
The spirit sword passed through the other party's heart, and the Eight Desolate Swords in his hand greedily sucked the flesh and energy in the other party's body, and flowed into Lin Xi's body continuously through the sword body, with the naked eye.
The visible speed quickly shrivels, and the bones wither quickly like the leaves of autumn.
He noticed the changes in his body, the man opened his eyes wide and his face looked extremely frightened. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the ordinary boy in front of him was harvesting his vitality like the god of death.
At this time, in Lin Xi's third sea of energy, the gray small sword that had been extremely quiet suddenly flashed faintly. At the same time, a wild aura separated from it, and then quickly penetrated into his hands along the meridians in his body.
Among the Eight Desolate Swords.
As this wilderness entered, the Bahuang Swords flashed, and thin gray lines quickly wrapped the other person's body like a withered vine.
The skin began to dry and crack, and even the bones began to break, and the dead energy began to emit from it, and all the energy and vitality in the body were continuously transmitted into the Eight Desolate Swords, and then into Lin Xi's body.
A bloody red floated into Lin Xi's eyes. This time he did not draw out the spiritual sword immediately, but greedily enjoyed the tremendous energy coming from the Eight Desolate Swords.
The body of the person under his feet became more and more grey. In the end, even the other person's hair slowly transitioned from black to white, leaving only a skinny and bone-like body, like a mummy who had died for a long time, very terrifying.
When the last energy merged into the body, a powerful aura suddenly emanated from Lin Xi's body. His hair danced rapidly and his clothes were rustling around him. This was the powerful aura belonging to the half-step sword saint!
These things only happened between a dozen breaths. When Bai Shan came to this place, she had already seen the terrifying corpse under the other party's feet and his breath of breakthrough.
Bai Shan had no intention of thinking about how the other party killed the other party in such a short time. Her eyes were staring at the corpse under the other party's feet. It was a head full of white hair and only a body of dry skin.
The shriveled corpse was covered in dullness in his eyes.
Her dull eyes moved slightly upwards, looking at the figure who was still holding the spirit sword tightly, feeling the oppression of the surrounding aura, she couldn't even say a word at this moment.
At this moment, a white light flashed out of Lin Xi's body, and Lieyang's figure appeared aside out of thin air, looking at the boy in front of him with a flash of eyes.
Of course, Bai Shan would not notice the existence of Lieyang, and her eyes were still staring at the figure in front of her.
"Should you stop him... If you want to completely control the Bahuang Blood-Drinking Sword, this is a necessary process, but..." Lieyang whispered to himself softly, with a struggle in his expression, as if he was in a difficult situation.
Decide.
"Fire Sun..." Lin Xi's breath slowly calmed down, her hair drooped slightly, and the red light in her eyes gradually disappeared, returning to the original tranquility.
Knowing that there was Bai Shan next to him, Lin Xi was communicating with the other party with his heart at this moment.
"Is these Eight Desolate Swords eroding my reason?"
Lieyang was stunned when he heard the other party's words, and then his face was complicated. It seemed that the other party had noticed it.
"That's right, the biggest characteristic of these Eight Desolate Swords is that they can absorb the vitality of flesh and bone marrow and provide them with them. Part of these energy will be used by it to improve its level, and part of it will enter your Qihai and improve your strength.
Lieyang nodded and said.
"What level is it now?" Lin Xi asked with his head slightly lowered.
"The Eight Desolate Swords had been severely damaged at that time, and with the erosion over the years, they are now at the Xuan-level high-level." Lieyang replied.
"What will happen next?" Lin Xi asked blindly, but he knew that Lieyang knew what he was asking.
"This..." Lieyang hesitated for a moment, then sighed, and said, "Everyone's ability to bear is different. As far as I know, the prescription master of the Eight Desolate Sword is in the Sword Emperor's position.
At that time, he was trapped in endless uncontrolled killings, which is why his strength improved so quickly."
Lin Xi didn't say anything.
After looking at the other party, Lieyang continued, "If you can spend that time safely, you will truly control the Bahuang Blood-Drinking Sword. Only then will the horror of this spiritual sword be truly revealed."
"That man did it, but unfortunately, he was eventually besieged to death."
"No wonder he was able to successfully break through to the Sword Lord in such a short time." Lin Xi finally understood at this time.
"I didn't tell you before, because I felt that it was not necessary for the time being, but now I suddenly realized that the Eight Desert Blood-Drinking Sword is more hungry than I thought." Lieyang sighed.
"The more powerful you are, the easier it is to control that crazy state. Now I tell you, I hope you can think about it."
Lin Xi pondered that the Eight Desolate Sword had become his second original spiritual sword, and he could not give up, but Lieyang's words told him that over time, something bad seemed to happen to him.
No wonder whenever he kills a person or monster, an impulse will always appear in his mind. It is the impulse to kill and the desire for blood, but he will always endure it.
"I believe in myself." Lin Xi said finally.
After staring at the other party for a while, Lieyang didn't say anything else. He knew that the other party was not the kind of person who longed to come out of thin air. The Bahuang Jian followed him from the beginning, and he would not give up easily.
"If your strength can be improved and your level can be improved, I think things will be much easier," Lieyang said.
"I will." Lin Xi replied, with unquestionable firmness in her voice.
Lieyang didn't say anything anymore, a white light flashed, and then it sank into the other person's body and disappeared.
Bai Shan, who was standing beside her, saw that the other party had not moved for a long time, then hesitated for a while, and then took a few steps forward.
"Are you okay?"
With a rubbing sound, Lin Xi pulled out the Bahuang Sword, moved his wrist and put it into his body. He turned around, with a warm smile on his face, no longer the coldness and bloodthirst he had before.
"Of course it's okay, how about it? Do you believe it now?" Lin Xi pointed to the corpse beside him and smiled.
Bai Shan looked down at the terrifying corpse. The corpse seemed to have existed for a hundred years, with no trace of blood on her body, only a thin layer of clothes tightly attached to it.
"What's going on?" Bai Shan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the other party's familiar smile, and then asked in confusion.
"Hehe, my personal**." Lin Xi blinked.
"Tsk, don't you like to say it." Bai Shan curled her lips and did not ask again.
"Let's leave quickly, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Lin Xi looked at the other person's expression with a funny look, and said after looking around.
"Well, there should be no one ahead. We will definitely be able to rush back to Tengyang City within dawn." Hearing this, Bai Shan nodded and finally relaxed for a moment.
"That's good, let's go." Lin Xi waved his hand and turned around and walked forward.
...
At this time, the sky had a trace of grayish whiteness, and the night was about to end, and a new morning was quietly coming.
Lin Xi looked at the familiar city gate ahead and smiled slightly. After more than an hour of travel, the two of them finally returned here without any obstacles.
"It's finally here." Lin Xi let out a light sigh and said.
"That guy Duan Chen should have been furious. It's better to be careful when you meet him in the future." Bai Shan turned his head slightly and said.
"I meet again in the future..." Lin Xi's face showed an indifferent expression, and then suddenly became cold.
"Today's matter is even. If he messes with me again in the future, then it will be completely solved..."
The morning glory shone on the earth, and the unnamed mountains have regained vitality. Many dormant insects and beasts have emerged from their nests and started to welcome a new day.
On the empty land, Duan Chen looked at the corpses in front of him with a gloomy face. Although he was trying his best to restrain himself, his tight trembling hands still showed his rage at this moment.
Turning his eyes to the mummy, Duan Chen had a strong look of surprise in his eyes. At this moment, the identity of this person he knew was the half-step sword saint under his command.
The swordsmen around him were filled with fear when they looked at the corpse. It was hard to imagine how the other party did it.
Judging from Duan Chen’s understanding of Bai Shan, this method was definitely not done by her.
"Lin Xi!" Duan Chen gritted his teeth tightly, as if fire could be emitted from his eyes. He lost a strong man with a half-step sword saint, and even he was a little unbearable.
But the opponent's strength still shocked him. He could kill a half-step sword saint instantly before sending a signal. It was far from reaching just by sneak attack.
"I don't care who you are. One day, I will make you pay a heavy price for what you are today!"