Su Mengzhen murmured to himself that although he used a knife, he was also knowledgeable about swords. He recognized the long sword in Song Xing's hand at a glance. It was the most precious secret treasure of the Blood River Sect back then. The rare blood river sword. Radius
Su Mengzhen's master, the Red-Sleeved God, once told him that the Blood River Sword was a killing weapon that was only forged by the Blood River Sect after three generations of legend. Not only was it mixed with precious materials, but it was also rumored that it was made into a sword. On that day, a large amount of living people's blood was sacrificed to the sword, and it was just condensed.
When the sword is completed, ghosts will cry and gods will howl. In addition to being extremely sharp and able to kill the world's magic weapons, it can also absorb the blood of living creatures when killing living creatures to increase the sharpness of the sword. The more people kill, the more powerful the sword becomes. It is a magic sword that reveals all kinds of strangeness.
Song Xing held the sword in his hand, feeling the extremely sharp sword intent, and his eyes gradually became clear.
The figure moved, and the bloody river sword in his hand stabbed out violently.
The sea of blood was churning, the sword energy was overwhelming, and a long line of blood appeared at the tip of the sword.
Even though they were far apart, Liang Xiaoshu's hole was shrinking violently. He could feel the powerful power contained in the sword light, like a towering mountain, weighing him down, as if he would be crushed at any time.
He gritted his teeth and waved his hand to hit Tie Ruyi, and black mist suddenly filled the air from the magic suit, instantly covering his entire body. Radius
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Song Xing frowned, and the Blood River Water Sword in his hand suddenly accelerated and pierced into the black mist instantly.
When the tip of the sword penetrated into the center of the black mist, the black mist suddenly trembled and was actually torn apart.
"Um?"
Liang Xiaoshu, who was controlling the magic clothes through Tie Ruyi and copper bells in his hands, only felt that when the Blood River Sword touched the black mist, a force that he could hardly control came from the void, trying to forcibly cut off his resistance to the demon. Clothing control.
Liang Xiaoshu was so surprised that he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the magic weapon in his hand, thus suppressing the power that wanted to disintegrate everything.
He didn't expect that the mighty-looking long sword in Song Xing's hand actually had such strange abilities.
The Blood River Sword tore through the shackles of the black mist and struck directly at the spot where Mo Yi originally stood. Radius
The sound of gold and iron clashing came from the black mist, and a blue light flashed on the Blood River Sword. In an instant, the black mist shrouding the outside of the magic robe was dispersed, revealing the true body of the magic robe.
In the eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man transformed into the magic robe suddenly saw billowing black mist pouring out of his body. The black mist squirmed rapidly, eventually forming the shadow of a black-armored warrior and blending into the surface of the demon robe.
The black mist dissipated, and the demonic clothes that reappeared were already wearing black armor, holding a black iron spear, and exuding a ferocious aura, like a wild beast. Even though they were far away, Song Xing could not help but In the season of heart, the hairs on the hair stand on end.
This mysterious puppet can actually turn the energy of the black mist into illusory armor, and condense the illusory power into substance. The magic method is indeed extraordinary.
Wearing black armor and magic clothes, his momentum suddenly surged. The iron spear in his hand danced, as if setting off a violent wave. The majestic energy surged and swept towards Song Xing overwhelmingly.
The overflowing wind blowing randomly caused sharp scratches on the ground of the long street. This astonishing scene moved even Su Mengzhen.
"Hell in disguise!"
Qingluan's eyes changed: "The disguised picture of hell, one of the four secret books of the Demon Cult?"
Su Mengzhen said with a serious face: "That's right, there is no recipe, no secret, it is guided by blood, and passed down by thoughts. After completing the cultivation, in addition to refining the magic clothes, you can also attach spiritual thoughts to the magic clothes, thus Let the magic suit unleash its maximum potential, even like this, boiling iron and melting gold, turning the imaginary into reality."
He originally thought that Liang Xiaoshu was a nineteen-man demon. Although he had good evil deeds, he was only a first-class master at best. As soon as the magic clothes came out, Su Mengzhen suddenly understood that Liang Xiaoshu was hidden even in the power gang. strength.
With the strength he showed at this moment, he was definitely not inferior to the two great guardians of the Power Gang, Dong Yijian Lan Fangqing and Xi Yijian Bai Danshu.
"It is rumored that the leader of the demon sect back then had mastered the magic robes and was so powerful that it could break mountains and divide seas. Liang Xiaoshu's skill obviously has not reached that level yet, but even so, it is extremely difficult for Song Xing to stop him."
Su Mengzhen stood up and stood by the window, his right sleeve swinging slightly, ready to rescue at any time.
He didn't take action before because he wanted to see Song Xing's strength. The strength Song Xing has shown now is worthy of his efforts to make friends even in Lin'an where there are many masters. Radius
The devil's clothes held the dark spear in his hand. The top of the spear was engraved with a skull pattern. Along with the black mist at the top like a ghost fire, it looked gloomy.
The spears danced and exploded like raindrops. Every bit of cold light was wrapped in thick black mist. This black mist was full of powerful corrosiveness and deadly toxicity.
Faced with Mo Yi's devastating move, Song Xing raised the Blood River Sword, the tip of the sword pointed upward slightly, pointing diagonally at Mo Yi.
When the sword tip touched lightly, the air seemed to turn into a lake, and ripples appeared wherever the sword tip touched lightly.
Then the ripples began to spread in all directions, spreading very quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire long street including the restaurant behind it was included.
Liang Xiaoshu, who was originally standing behind the magic robe, suddenly saw a sudden change in the scenery around him. The ground that was within reach under his feet suddenly turned into void, and he and the magic robe seemed to appear in the sky.
"Hallucination?"
Liang Xiaoshu was taken aback and immediately thought he had fallen into Song Xing's illusion.
Among the side arts, illusion is the specialty of magic. It uses illusory spirit, combined with special gestures and environment, to affect the audience's senses, thereby pulling people's spirits into some kind of illusion.
Then he realized that the magic suit was already a corpse and had no consciousness at all. How could he be pulled into the illusion?
As expected, Mo Yi was not disturbed. The spear he swung out still carried the momentum of destroying everything and stabbed Song Xing in front.
But in Liang Xiaoshu's surprised eyes, although Mo Yi's momentum was so strong that the spear he thrust out could destroy the entire street, it failed to hit Song Xing, who was only a few feet away from him.
"How could this be?"
Not only Liang Xiaoshu was surprised, but Su Mengzhen and Qingluan were also pulled into the illusion. Radius
Qingluan looked at the battle not far away in surprise, while Su Mengzhen's eyes showed a rare look of shock.
The moves Song Xing used now were beyond the scope of martial arts, and even had a touch of Taoism.
"I have never heard that members of the Zizi Sect can use Taoism. This Song Xing has a mysterious origin. What other secrets does he hide?"
Everyone present could see the power of Mo Yi. Seeing that he couldn't even get close to Song Xing, everyone was curious and turned their attention to the spear in Mo Yi's hand.
Only then did he realize that the tip of the spear was in the void no more than three inches away from Song Xing. The terrifying power of the magic robe, which could shatter mountains and crack iron, was unable to break through this short three-inch distance.
"That's...the door!"
Qingluan's surprised voice sounded next to Su Mengzhen. Radius
She could see clearly that three inches in front of Song Xing, there was an almost transparent door of light, looming, glowing with an inexplicable mysterious aura, and glowing with golden luster.
