Chapter seven hundred and ninety fourth fright sword
The moment Hua Liuyun took out the long sword, he raised the sword and shouted: "Jinghong Sword Style!"
Suddenly, Hua Liuyun's speed increased dramatically, and all the surrounding ice surged, as if it had life.
Pieces of solid ice turned into flowers and flowing clouds, and they all slashed at Li Hanxue with their swords.
Li Hanxue summoned four heavenly monuments to shatter all the ice.
"Li Hanxue, suffer death!"
Hua Liuyun's body flashed over like a phantom. His speed had reached a level that Li Hanxue's mental power could hardly control. He was gone in a flash. His sword moves were extremely crisp and neat. If he failed, he would retreat and attack again.
Don't be sloppy.
Under such fierce sword moves, Li Hanxue also seemed to be struggling, tired of dealing with Hua Liuyun's sword moves.
"Murderous, come on!"
Li Hanxue condensed 80,000 murderous auras into an armor of murderous aura, and resisted Hua Liuyun's many sword moves. His right hand directly grabbed Hua Liuyun's sword-holding right hand.
Hua Liuyun was horrified when he saw Li Hanxue's right hand, which was as red as bright jade. He knew that the terrifying power contained in Li Hanxue's palm would result in a broken arm and a crippled body if he was unfortunately caught.
Hua Liuyun's face was gloomy. He did not expect that Li Hanxue would use such a rough and barbaric move to break his Jinghong Sword Style.
In order to defeat his sword, Li Hanxue also paid a heavy price. She was hit by three swords, and the wounds were all very deep.
"Li Hanxue, you are really not afraid of death! But don't imagine that miracles will happen like before. You will definitely die with the next sword!"
"I never expect miracles. It's just that I've always been lucky. Maybe the next sword will kill you."
"Hmph, just use your words!"
Hua Liuyun bit his index finger and smeared blood from the blade to the hilt.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a bottle from the storage bag. As soon as the bottle was opened, countless black winds came out of it. These black winds were like evil ghosts, roaring and shouting crazily.
, roaring...
Li Hanxue's expression suddenly changed: "Hua Liuyun, I didn't expect you to have fallen to this level."
These black winds are the souls of those killed by Hua Liuyun. They are sealed in bottles and cannot return to reincarnation.
Li Hanxue originally thought that Hua Liuyun's arrogance would not do such a thing, but she never thought that he would do such a crazy thing in pursuit of power.
Hua Liuyun laughed loudly: "Have I fallen? Have I fallen?"
"In the past, at least you would not kill innocent people indiscriminately in pursuit of power, and would use your own arrogant attitude to obtain the power you want. But now you have become a slave to power, desperate to pursue power. How sad!
"Li Hanxue sighed.
Hua Liuyun's eyes were wild, with a look of madness on his face: "Li Hanxue, don't act like a saint in front of me, I feel sick when I see you! I, Hua Liuyun, am depraved or not, I know better than anyone else!
I don’t need your guidance.”
"You say I am degenerate, then I want to ask, who in this world is not degenerate? Who is not selling everything in pursuit of power? What is wrong with me killing a few people, and so what if I do whatever it takes to pursue power?" Hua
Liu Yun shook the bottle in his hand and laughed, "These useless wastes are destined to die when they are born. If I don't kill them, they will only live for tens of thousands of days. They are as humble as ants. Can you help me reach the pinnacle of martial arts?"
A cornerstone of their life is the greatest honor in their lives. I am sublimating their lives, and they should thank me, hahaha..."
While Hua Liuyun was laughing, he smashed the bottle, and all the souls were sucked into the long sword. The skull marks carved on the sword immediately shimmered, and waves of powerful aura rippled out.
"You are really crazy." Li Hanxue sighed.
"Stop talking nonsense and die! Shocking Sword Style!"
A sharp whistling sound started up! Everyone present felt a chill in their hearts, and saw a thick black sword energy shooting out from the long sword in Hua Liuyun's hand.
This sword energy is not fast, but everyone knows that if they face this sword, they will not be able to avoid it.
Because they saw dense crowds of souls surging around Li Hanxue, these souls were more terrifying than ghosts, biting Li Hanxue's body crazily, cursing Li Hanxue, corroding Li Hanxue, and all their hatred was poured out on Li Hanxue.
Hua Liuyun laughed loudly: "Li Hanxue, no desolate warrior can dodge this move. Ten thousand souls who have been tortured to death are more powerful than any desolate warrior's blow. No desolate warrior can evade this move."
If you can withstand this blow, die, you should have died long ago!"
Li Hanxue really couldn't avoid it. Hua Liuyun created Liuyun's Three Sword Styles. The first sword style was the Jinghong Sword Style, which was cracked by Li Hanxue.
The second one is the Shocking Sword Style. The power of this Shocking Sword Style is extremely strange, like an invisible curse. No matter what tricks Li Hanxue uses, he cannot erase those souls.
The negative emotions in the souls of the deceased were like a tsunami, rushing toward Li Hanxue's head.
Seeing that Li Hanxue was in trouble, Ji Ping was shocked and said: "It doesn't matter, Master."
Ji Xiangtian looked solemn: "I'm afraid the situation is not good now."
"What happened to him, Pavilion Master?" Huang Yu said.
Su Xun said: "The master of the pavilion was trapped by the ghost disciple's sword move. This sword move is not simple. It is made by sacrificing the souls of the dead. It has very strange power. If you want to break this move, the power of the outside world is very important to the master."
It has no effect at all, he can only rely on himself."
"I didn't expect this ghost disciple to use such insidious methods!" Ji Xiangtian said bitterly.
"Soldiers are deceitful. The winner on the battlefield is the king. I hope the master of the pavilion can survive this test." Su Xun said.
Li Hanxue stood there, even though his face was dripping with sweat, he just didn't hum.
Looking at Li Hanxue's almost distorted face, Hua Liuyun was very happy and laughed loudly: "Li Hanxue, don't bear it anymore, I know you are in pain now. Just shout it out, hahaha..."
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "Hua Liuyun, you have worked hard to practice the Shocking Sword Style, but the result may not be as you expected. Your move has no effect on me at all."
"Huh, you're still trying to be brave at this point. I'll give you a good time!"
With a bang, Hua Liuyun stabbed Li Hanxue in the neck with his sword.