The sword array spreads out the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Spring and Autumn Period blinks away.
Just as the black and white flying sword that trapped him flew away, the world in Wan Tu's eyes suddenly changed.
In the depth of spring, birds chirp and everything comes alive.
There seems to be a faint fragrance of flowers lingering on the tip of the nose, and the spring breeze blows on the face, bringing bursts of warmth. The sky is as clear as a wash, as clear as a fine turquoise stone, and behind the white clouds, the warm sun is half covered.
It seemed that in just the blink of an eye, Wan Tu was no longer in the bloody underground arena. Although Wan Tu's red eyes flashed with vigilance, the long-lost sunshine, breeze and fragrance of flowers still made him feel... The monk who was so murderous and had not seen the sun for a long time was shaken.
Stretching out a huge palm, the faint sunlight shines on the palm, and the faint temperature melts the coldness in the palm.
Spring day, warm sun.
Wan Tu's red eyes flashed slightly, but the next moment, he clenched his fist tightly and punched out like wind and thunder again, shaking the spring flowers in front of him.
The air was distorted, the green carpet-like grass was fragmented, and the colorful flowers were broken into petals and fluttered in the air.
The beautiful spring scenery was ruined like this.
Wanwan Tu punched out, and saw flowers and rain falling from the sky. The world in front of him was still spring, and the warm sun above his head was still warm.
At this moment, Wanwan Tu's face turned livid, and the bright red in his eyes became brighter and brighter. On his body, in the countless acupoints, there were like countless stars, lighting up one by one, emitting blood-colored light.
With overwhelming strength and overwhelming force, tens of thousands of people stepped on the ground, knelt down on one knee, turned their fists into phantoms, and smashed them hard against the ground.
With a rumble, countless colorful petals flew into the air, and a huge and curved crack opened in the ground.
The rumbling sound echoed throughout the countryside.
It's a pity that this world is still a scene of spring returning to the earth. There are cracks and broken flowers and plants, but the clear blue sky and the light breeze still exist quietly.
Wan Tu's already ferocious and livid face became even more heavy and terrifying.
The bloody sea behind him was about to turn into substance, emerging like a turbulent wave.
The monks on the stands of the underground arena only saw Ten Thousand Tu with huge fists raised. They suddenly stopped, stepped out with one foot, and clenched a fist, but remained motionless.
The next moment, the expression on Wan Tu's face first relaxed, then became livid, and then became terrifying.
During this period, physical power continued to overflow, and finally a sea of blood surged behind him, as if he was constantly fighting.
Buzz!
The nine flying swords that had disappeared in the air slowly revealed a trace of energy. Lingchu stood not far away. With a thought in his mind, he waved his sleeves lightly. The nine flying swords were hidden in the void, forming a sword formation. Appear.
The qi and machines were connected and rotated according to a special trajectory. The next moment, as Lingchu stretched out his hand, nine flying swords struck Ten Thousand Tu from one direction each with sharp and decisive killing intent.
The strange behavior of mass murder seemed to be very long, but in fact, only two breaths passed.
As soon as the nine flying swords changed their original positions, the look on Wan Tu's face changed slightly.
When the nine flying swords suddenly changed into another arrangement, the red color in Wan Tu's eyes suddenly turned bright red.
"Roar!"
The sound of a beast's roar sounded again. Ten Thousand Tu, who had been behaving strangely, suddenly stepped out and cracked the floor of the underground arena. Golden light and blood intertwined on the body, seeming to be woven into a golden body. Red shirt.
The nine-handled flying sword changes quickly and cuts down even faster.
The nine sword radiances are connected with each other, but it is not as simple as one plus one. Compared with the previous sword radiance, the sword energy is ten times stronger and it slashes at thousands of people.
The sword light was several feet long, and murderous intent poured out from the sky.
Even the monks who were not on the platform but just watching from the stands felt the slight tingling on their skin.
That was the killing intent of the sword energy.
The nine flying swords are connected with each other, and the murderous intention of the sword energy, which was not very majestic at first, is amplified several times in an instant. It is not much different from the blood evil energy of killing thousands of people.
"Pity!"
On the stand, the monk in the gray wolf mask suddenly sighed. The nonsensical words were spoken in a very soft voice, but it was very strange when it fell on the ears of the innkeeper next to him.
"Why is it such a pity?" The innkeeper looked at it enthusiastically, but there was no obvious change on his face. He always had a smile on his face, no matter whether Lingchu's flying sword was knocked away by Ten Thousand Tu, or Ten Thousand Tu was about to be killed. The nine flying swords cut down together, and the smile on the innkeeper's face did not change even a little bit.
However, when he heard the voice of the monk in the gray wolf mask, he turned around and asked with interest.
The monk in the gray wolf mask also squinted his eyes and looked at the two people fighting in the field, but did not answer the innkeeper's question. He just clicked his tongue twice and disappeared silently.
A big living person just disappeared in front of his eyes. The innkeeper's face still showed no change in expression. He just opened his mouth and muttered a few words, shook his head, and then continued to look down the field.
With just a turn of the head, the battle on the fighting platform came to an end.
The nine flying swords combined into one still failed to kill ten thousand people.
Although he failed to kill Ten Thousand Tu, he still broke the body of Ten Thousand Tu.
There were nine wounds on the shoulders, abdomen, chest, and thighs bleeding with blood, and half of the severed arm fell to the ground.
Lingchu, who was standing opposite him, had no wounds on his body. However, his face hidden under the mask was pale with no trace of blood.
The moment the sword formation changed from Spring Life to Autumn Death, the moment the murderous intent was revealed, Wanwan Tu seized the opportunity and smashed the previous Spring Life Illusion Formation with one punch.
Unabated, he used the surging evil spirit of the sea of blood to attack the Autumn Killing Sword Formation formed by nine flying swords.
Although the nine flying swords combined into one were sharp enough to break through Wanwan Tu's body, the murderous intention in Lingchu's hands was far less than Wan Tu's.
In the battle between the flying sword and the physical body, Lingchu won.
However, in response to the murderous intent, Lingchu was punched by the blood demon who was slaughtering thousands of people in the air, which dispersed the murderous intent on the sword and even directly impacted Lingchu's sea of consciousness.
The chaotic evil spirit disturbed the calm sea of consciousness, causing De Ling's first sea of consciousness to tumble, which was really uncomfortable.
but......
Lingchu raised her head and glanced at Wanwan Tu. As long as she broke through Wan Tu's body, she would win.
Because, she had a ray of deathly aura wrapped around the nine flying swords.
As long as it is stained with flesh and blood, it will be a bone-crushing and soul-crushing taste.
This is the first time that Lingchu has used the death energy, one of the two energy of life and death in the "Eternal Life Sutra". Before, Lingchu actually didn't like the use of death energy very much, but that's not the point.
Through the mask, the look of defeat fell into Lingchu's eyes.
The outcome has been decided.
