Seeing that Ang Shura was about to die in the hands of the young man in the next second, the black knife that fell beside him suddenly bounced up and fell into the hands of Song Xing next to him, and then blocked the sword of the young man in black.
The swords struck each other, creating a huge shock wave that overturned the soil within a ten-foot radius.
The young man in black stepped on the ground with his feet, causing spider web-shaped cracks to appear on the ground. At the same time, he slid back a few steps before barely stopping.
Song Xing stood with a knife in his hand and looked at the young man, half-smiling.
The young man was forced back by Song Xing's sword, as if he had been greatly insulted, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "I haven't seen a stowaway with such strength as you in a long time. It seems that you are stronger than imagined."
Song Xing smiled calmly: "Being able to defeat Nu Shura, it seems that you are not a small player under the demi-god."
"I see, are you prepared?" As soon as the boy finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and the black mist on the black sword changed, condensing into a jet-black sword energy dozens of meters long in the blink of an eye, and slashed towards Song Xing.
The dark sword energy was filled with extremely rich killing energy, as if it could swallow up a person's body and spirit.
"What a terrifying murderous aura!"
The harsh sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the dark sword energy collided with the long knife in Song Xing's hand. A ball of dazzling brilliance suddenly exploded, and the surrounding ground collapsed under the terrifying pressure.
The endless smoke and dust dispersed, and Song Xing stood there holding a knife, looking at the young man in black with a calm expression.
The young man's face was pale, the ground beneath his feet was cracked with countless cracks, his clothes were torn to pieces, and he was covered in blood, looking quite embarrassed.
"What a terrifying swordsmanship!" Song Xing couldn't help but sigh to himself when he saw the young man in black who survived his sword attack.
The Holy Spirit Sword Technique is indeed the sword technique of Fengyun World Sword Master, but I don’t know which technique this young man has learned.
Realizing that the Song Xing in front of him was a more terrifying opponent than Angry Shura, the young man's eyes showed a hint of formidable power, he put the long sword in his hand horizontally, and once again slashed out a sword energy that spanned the heaven and earth.
"Twenty-two swords!"
The jet-black sword energy roared out, annihilating every inch of the ground it touched. It was terrifying and boundless, as if it could destroy everything.
Violent and ferocious air waves swept in all directions, and the whole world shook violently.
There was a violent roar in the sky, and endless fire suddenly appeared in the dark clouds in the sky.
The blazing flames gathered in the sky and formed a sea of fire that covered the sky and the sun.
This sea of fire expanded rapidly, eventually covering a radius of a thousand meters and blocking out the sun in the sky.
The endless scorching heat caused all the land covered by the sea of fire to boil. The buildings in the ruins could not withstand the high temperature and collapsed.
"What a domineering sword skill."
Feeling the terrifying power of the sea of fire, Song Xing's expression remained unchanged, he raised the long knife in his hand, activated his true energy, and poured it into it.
Buzz!
The long knife trembled violently and made a crisp clang sound.
A golden light spread over Song Xing's sword, eventually dyeing it a brilliant color of pure gold.
Immediately, Song Xing's long knife broke away from his arm and floated three feet in the air in front of him. On the handle of the knife, there was a rune as thick as a thumb shining with red light.
In an instant, the golden sword light swept across the sky, like a sun rising into the sky, even overwhelming the light of the entire sea of fire.
The golden sword light collided with the blazing sea of fire in the sky, making a deafening sound.
The terrifying energy raged, tearing open deep cracks in the earth.
The earth trembled crazily, hundreds of meters of peaks rose from the ground, and rocks penetrated the sky. The terrain of the earth actually changed due to this battle.
The power of Song Xing's sword was extremely terrifying. The sea of fire that filled the sky was split open by the sword. The golden sword light attacked the boy with an unstoppable momentum.
"How is that possible?" Looking at the golden sword light coming towards him, the boy's eyes suddenly shrank, and his eyes filled with shock.
The power of this sword was beyond his imagination!
When he sensed the dangerous aura coming, the young man's face changed drastically. He turned around without hesitation, but he was already a step too slow.
The golden sword streaked across the sky, like a falling meteorite, and cut through the young man's body in an instant.
The long knife slashed across, and the young man's body froze in mid-air. Strangely, there were no wounds on his body.
"It's a pity that I didn't master Sword Twenty-Three!"
As soon as the words fell, the young man fell heavily to the ground. There were no fatal wounds on his body, but his spirit was strangely cut off by a knife, and he lost all the breath of life.
"He's actually dead!"
Bai Xiu in the distance covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Song Xing in disbelief.
Unlike Atie next to her, she clearly knew how powerful the Holy Spirit sword technique used by the young man in black was!
Even the previously arrogant Nu Shura was easily defeated by the young man and almost lost his life.
But the black-clothed boy who easily defeated Angry Shura was defeated by Song Xing with his backhand just as easily, and was directly beheaded on the spot, making Bai Xiu subconsciously want to stay away from Song Xing.
Song Xing, who had performed mediocrely in the illusory world before and was easily suppressed by even Judah, came to the real world and his strength actually changed dramatically.
What she didn't know was that the laws of the world in the illusory world suppressed Song Xing dozens of times more than Atie and him. It wasn't until they came to the real world that Song Xing's strength was fully exerted. No longer suppressed by the power of law.
Killing the young man in black with one knife, Song Xing casually killed an ant, without even glancing at the young man's body.
Just when Bai Xiu was hesitating whether to step forward, Song Xing suddenly focused his eyes, swung the long knife in his hand, and slashed out with huge sword energy again, slashing towards a huge stone in a ruins not far away.
"call!"
Just when the sword energy was about to hit the stone, a breeze came and easily neutralized the menacing sword energy.
Then Bai Xiu's eyes flashed, and a short and fat figure appeared on the top of the stone.
Taking a closer look, he turned out to be a fat old man wearing sportswear and a peaked cap, who looked somewhat kind and kind.
"Hey, hey, young man, don't be angry, I am not an enemy."
When the fat old man saw Song Xing raising his knife again, he quickly smiled and waved his hand. At the same time, he tapped his feet lightly and flew across a distance of several hundred meters, floating like a fallen leaf in front of Song Xing.
As soon as the fat old man showed up, he showed off his superb body-lighting skills.
Bai Xiu quickly dragged Atie and took a few steps closer to Song Xing, while looking at the fat old man warily.
The real world is full of crises, and when you don’t know anyone, Song Xing is naturally more reliable.
After all, the young man in black who appeared just now would kill him as soon as he showed up.
"Who are you?" When Song Xing saw the fat old man approaching, he raised his right hand and pointed the long knife at the old man's forehead, indicating that he didn't need to come forward.
"We are not enemies," the old man pointed at the long knife. He showed no fear and waved his hand with a smile. Then he pointed at the semi-crippled Nu Shura and said, "I am here for him."
Seeing that Song Xing was still expressionless, the fat old man continued calmly: "Although he has not listened to my persuasion and went to the illusory world privately to hunt down this young man, after all, he is half of my disciples, and I can't just ignore him. .”
"Are you... Nu Shura's master?"
"That's right. If I smile three times, I can be considered half of his master."
