It wasn't Su Jing who wanted to fight, but Tu Wan's outbreak, which was no less impressive than the one in 'Baigoujian' back then.
Compared with that time, Su Jing was no longer the same. Although his body was in severe pain and his meridians were stabbed like thousands of knives, he did not lose his mind, nor did he faint. The young man was very conscious.
Tu Wan couldn't control it, so he didn't control it. He not only let it go, but also helped him. He and Tu Wan had the same life. If he couldn't succeed, there would be only death. The young man had a clear mind, how could he not understand such a simple truth.
So Su Jing drew his sword, the ugly sword.
The ugliest sword in the world is the most stunning sword arc in the world.
The arc of the sword rose in reverse! The tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth, and was so bright that it was impossible to look at it. In front of Tu Wan, what was the difference compared to a bamboo tube... cut it in two!
Above the ceiling, there were screams, angry shouts, and even thunderous and soul-stirring demonic curses.
Monsters rained down like rain! They had green faces and fangs, four wings and three heads, and they took the form of animals and transformed into human bodies. Most of them were monsters that were neither human nor ghosts, either casting spells or holding treasures, leaping down from high in the sky.
They flocked to Su Jing.
At this moment, a loud cheer suddenly came from the road: "Huo Wazi, good!" The old man like a big monkey jumped up and down, his face turned red with excitement, and his long arms swung around.
, yelling: "You help me, I'll help you, get up, get up, get up!"
As he made a series of strange screams of "Qi", the calm and peaceful land suddenly became ferocious. Every stone on the ground fell to the ground, and the force was like lightning shooting into the sky.
The stones floated on the surface and flew away, but the anger was far from over. The old man was seen bending his back and jumping violently on all fours, as if he wanted to lift the entire ground before he could give up.
The earth rumbled, fissures burst open, and the large rocks and boulders hidden underground were all captured by the magic. They trembled once, trembled again, trembled three times, and then rose into the sky!
Screams continued, blood splashed everywhere, and charming blood flowers bloomed in the air... The body of the escorting demon soldier was shattered by flying rocks. The last color flashed when life ended.
The rocks behind him roared and the monster soldiers beside him howled. Su Jing was indifferent. He didn't know why Tu Wan was angry, but at least he could understand that the people he wanted to kill were all worthy of death. This was enough. The young man put all his thoughts and energy into it.
They were all used to assist Tu Wan.
The soul of the sword kills the monster in anger. The young man goes with him!
In the sky, in the middle of thousands of blood flowers smashed by stones, there is a waterfall of blood...
Tu Wan, Su Jing was the focus of the demon army's interception. The entire demon army gathered into a formation, protected themselves with iron and stone demon magic, and turned into a torrent of steel and rushed towards Su Jing, but in just a moment, the torrent of steel turned into a waterfall of flesh and blood.
No one is lucky under Tu Wan's sword!
The strange tune is the singing of Tu Wan's sword spirit, the hoarse and unpleasant echo of Chou Jian, and Su Jing's mouth is also humming - clear and faint, as if it is looming, but even if the sky is full of killings, the magical power thunders.
There is no way to cover it up. On the contrary, because the shouts of life and death are too loud, it brings out the weird tone, the contempt and ridicule.
The curse stopped, the order was raised, and the big demon protecting the skinned prince took action at the same time!
A glazed white tower descends to cover Su Jing;
A sea of red fire poured out from the clouds;
The black clouds are like silk, forming horizontal and diagonal cloth, forming a sky net in an instant to block the road;
Nine shining silver bows, as big as the hall, formed a beautiful ring. The butterfly blinked and looked at Su Jing... It was a butterfly, but it had a pair of human eyes!
Tu Wan didn't retreat, Su Jing didn't retreat; the "big monkey" old man on the ground finished throwing stones and jumped on the khaki pony, and he also rushed high into the sky.
The sword light was fierce, the glazed white tower collapsed, the sea of red flames retreated, the sky net was broken with one blow, and the nine butterflies howled miserably...
The sky roared continuously, and the magic weapons or spells that were sacrificed with blood and soul were broken by Tu Wan one after another. The person who cast the spell suffered backlash and was seriously injured.
His Royal Highness's bodyguards were not weak in strength, and their reactions were not unpleasant, but it was a pity that they encountered 'Tu Wan'.
Put together, the strength of the big monsters on the top of the black wind compares to the twenty-one evil demons in the White Goujian Heavy Prison in Lishan Mountain. Tu Wan was able to kill the White Goujian back then, and today it can also kill this group of people who are trying to get involved in the Middle Earth.
The monster of the Southern Wilderness. What's more, at that time, Su Jing only had an ordinary long sword in his hand, but now Tu Wan was inhabiting the sword tomb, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords who could harmonize with him!
...
Su Jing held his sword and rushed up to the clouds; the old man followed closely behind him on a yellow horse.
At this moment, how could the big demon in the sky not understand that they would never be able to stop Su Jing? No matter how much they refused to believe it, it was useless. They made a decisive decision to protect His Highness the Crown Prince and turned around to escape.
The old man on the yellow horse howled and screamed: "I can't go!" and chased after him in a hurry;
Tu Wan fought all the way up and refused to let it go, but it had no intention of being a big demon and ignored the prince. It stabbed the prince with a soul-eating stab and headed straight for a tall, thin man with a purple-gold staff in his hand. His skin was pale and his whole body was covered with strange black seal tattoos.
barbarians!
There was no chance of escape before Tu Wan. Barbarian screamed and made a desperate move, using force to break his purple staff. When the staff broke, the patterns all over Barbarian's body suddenly spread out like a swarm of mosquitoes that was suddenly disturbed.
...The tattoo spell turned into black smoke and floated out of the body, covering the barbarian. In an instant, the spell took shape, and black smoke billowed dozens of feet, transforming into a giant god and demon:
The ink-colored giant spirit god wears a crown of heaven and earth on his head, wears a Tai Sui robe, and holds a demon-subduing pestle in his hand!
When the giant spirit appeared, no matter the great demon guard, His Royal Highness or the assassin riding a yellow horse high in the sky, all of them felt that the demon energy in their bodies was stagnant. They were invaded by the giant spirit's aura and found it difficult to move.
....Not without exception, there is obviously one exception: Su Jing!
The young man's sword remained unchanged and he faced the demonic pestle.
The pestle is like a hammer from the sky, and its fierce force rumbles in all directions; but the sword has lost its previous hardening spirit, like a pine needle, stabbing a bee, and is pierced into the giant pestle gently and deftly.
The black mist shrouded and the huge force roared, no one could clearly see the battle between the ghost sword and the giant spirit, but everyone could understand one thing: when the sword was drawn, the young man stood in front of the giant spirit, and when the sword was sheathed,
Su Jing turned his back to the giant spirit!
Pierced.
Cut open!
One sword is far inferior to the majestic and domineering force when it rushes into the sky. It is ordinary and has no brilliance, but... the giant spirit is destroyed!
It was obviously a giant spirit incarnate in the mist. However, after being pierced by Tu Wan's sword, it did not 'disperse'. The huge body cracked layer by layer, and its black skin peeled off like tiles, and it fell down into the sky.
Immediately, the huge gods and demons were shattered into pieces, and the corpse of the barbarian who was inhabited by the giant spirit was gone.
...
The monkey-like old man danced when he saw this, and screamed happily on the little yellow horse: "Fire doll. It's not over yet, come and help!" As he screamed with joy, his body turned like a top, and the horse and the horse turned into a yellow sandstorm.
Go directly into the powerful enemy formation!
The ‘Fire Baby’ didn’t help.
Tu Wan's anger was all caused by Barbarian. At this moment when Barbarian was executed, the sword soul fell silent and returned to Su Jing's body to sleep, regardless of the critical situation around him.
But now, all the energy and strength in Su Jing's heart and body seemed to have been emptied out, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable. It was not that he was really out of strength, but that his body had difficulty adapting for a while.
It was difficult to even move, so there was no help. Su Jing fell straight to the ground.
At this time, the big demon in the sky could kill him with just one stretch of his hand!
Fortunately, the monkey-like old man hit a blast of sand in time, sweeping Su Jing far away and flying away. Then the man went crazy to kill the skinned prince. The big demons tried their best to stop the assassin, and in the blink of an eye they were fighting again.
No one can care about young people anymore.
Su Jing fell straight from a high altitude. Before he hit the ground, he was firmly caught by the three corpses. Fan Qiao unsheathed his swords to protect the surroundings. He held the Eight Ancestor Sword Talisman in his hand and shouted: "Let's go!" Everyone in the sky and on the earth except Su Jing
There were no more survivors among Jing's group and the high-altitude battle group. The nearby demon soldiers patrolling the road and the passers-by were all killed by the roaring earth spell that the old man had set off before. Fan Qiao was not immune to it originally, but fortunately Lei Dongsense generally
, he promptly raised his child's coffin to contain Fan Qiao and saved his life.
A few people cast the spell and left, but before they could fly a hundred feet, the sky suddenly darkened.
A big mountain...a real mountain suddenly jumped out of the sky and slammed into the battle group of the old man on the yellow horse, the skinned prince, and the big demon guard high in the sky!
The next moment, the mountains collapsed and blood rained out, and the winner was determined in a fierce battle in the sky!
Everyone else said goodbye, and the khaki pony was no exception. Only the monkey-like old man was covered in blood, rolled all the way to the ground, and then there was a head that he was holding tightly in his hand: a small hill-like snake head.
The royal families of the Peeling Kingdom are all ‘Hong Snake’ monsters.
The situation of Hong Snake is somewhat similar to that of Hudou. Both originate from ancient times. They become monsters when they land. However, this snake monster cannot shed its skin on its own. Whenever it is time to shed its skin, it has to be helped by the big monster in the clan to peel off the old skin.
Just drop it.
The name of the ‘Peeling Country’ comes from the characteristics of Long Live Lord’s family...
Without Su Jing's instructions, Akame patted the small coffin and came forward to catch the old 'monkey'. After breathing for a moment, Su Jing managed to regain some energy and whispered: "Take it with you."
The old monkey was seriously injured, with three wounds on his chest and abdomen deep into his heart, and one arm was cut off from his shoulder, with only two tendons still attached, barely keeping him from falling.
He was breathing out more than he was taking in, but the old man still had a smile on his face: "My demonic breath was sent out by the little snake before it died. If you take me with you, you will all die. The fire doll will run away by itself."
...
When the skinned prince passed by, it was purely an accident that Su Jing burst into action, but the monkey-like old man was a real assassin, and he was here to assassinate the king. However, the enemy's strength was far beyond his expectation. If Tu Wan hadn't taken the lead,
, the old man has no chance of success at all.
In the end, he launched the Feitian Mountain attack to destroy all powerful enemies and cut off the snake head as he wished. However, a section of his demonic breath was also cut off by the Skinned Prince and sent out far away. This was like killing the fugitive.
The blood bandage was sniffed by the spirit dog. No matter where the old man ran, the demon soldiers coming behind him would be able to follow him.
If this matter was not worth mentioning in normal times, the old man could conceal it by just collecting his aura, but now that he was traumatized from within, he had to breathe for a long time even to say a word, and how could he still have the energy to restrain his energy.
Su Jing understood the reason behind this, and without any nonsense, he directly shook the Great Shengjue at the old man: "What do you think?"
I recommend a new book, Eastern fantasy, if you are interested, you can take a look.
Book Title: Nine Heavens Kunpeng Jue
Author: Jue Qingming
Introduction below:
The ferocious warriors of the wolf tribe, the cunning warlocks of the Yao tribe; the powerful warriors of the bear tribe, the bold and bold wine spirits of the panda tribe; the terrifying warriors of the giant whale tribe, the alternative singers of the dolphin tribe; the difficult weavers of the silkworm tribe, and the mysterious mantis tribe
Assassins; silent stone cultivators, beautiful flower tribe dancers...
Taunt, Pixiu, Baxia... the nine sons of the dragon; Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, Taotie, the four ferocious beasts.
There are no gods, no immortals, only the bloodline of the demon clan that has been reproduced for countless generations.
This is the world of monsters!...)
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