"Sacrifice your sword with me? That's so loud!" Tang Ming shook his slightly sore arm.
The original battle has already caused a slight loss, not to mention that this is a forbidden area, there is no replenishing spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and all the energy consumed is one's own spiritual energy.
Tang Ming turned around and hurriedly whispered: "There's something wrong with this guy's aura. My intuition tells me that the two of us may not be able to leave today..."
Hearing Tang Ming's worries, Lin Yao was a little shocked. For the descendant of the Immortal Sword to say this, it was obvious that the Xuanyuan Ming in front of him was no longer his original self.
The man floating in mid-air was already a puppet corroded by the blood sword.
Raising the Qingyun Holy Sword, Tang Ming asked: "I can't feel any living breath from you. Who are you?"
Xuanyuan Ming, who was surrounded by blood, frowned slightly when he saw the holy sword in Tang Ming's hand, "It feels a bit familiar. If I guessed correctly, this should be an imitation of the Qinglian Fairy Sword. It also contains some hidden meanings." A few unique martial arts with the Immortal Sword."
As soon as these words came out, Tang Ming was shocked. He probably didn't expect that the holy sword in his hand actually had such a secret. It's no wonder that Mu Qingyun relied on this sword to easily know that he was the successor of the fairy sword.
It turns out that there is a secret skill hidden in this sword.
Although he had gained something, now Tang Ming couldn't smile at all.
The opponent can guess that this is an imitation of the fairy sword, and must also be able to detect the sword spirits of the seven fairy swords in his body.
Xuanyuan Ming sniffed the surrounding air, with a bit of contempt in his eyes, "There is a disgusting smell. Is there a fairy sword on your kid?"
These words were like the whisper of a devil, and his eyes were instantly locked on Tang Ming.
Feeling the sight of him, a powerful pressure filled the entire hall, and Tang Ming was instantly suppressed and unable to breathe.
Holding his throat tightly, Tang Ming began to take a big breath of air, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't absorb any oxygen.
It was obvious that the other party was just bursting out his breath at will, but Tang Ming only felt a suffocating sensation lingering in his mind for a long time.
"Are you okay?!" Seeing Tang Ming's condition, Lin Yao hurried over and asked with concern.
Tang Ming held his throat and kept breathing heavily, but he felt that no oxygen entered his lungs from beginning to end.
Maybe Lin Yao couldn't sense that kind of threatening general.
But Tang Ming could feel that it could no longer be called danger, but the coming of death.
I had experienced this from Senior Zhili when I was in the Holy Land of Swordsmanship. However, the pressure did not fall on Tang Ming at that time. But as long as I sense it a little, I can know what the gap in strength is.
will die!
Two words come to mind.
The rich aura of death began to replace oxygen and enter the lungs, filling Tang Ming's brain.
At this moment, countless nerves are sounding alarms all the time.
Danger!
very dangerous!
If you don't leave, you will die!
Even though he felt something was suppressing his throat, Tang Ming still shouted in a roaring voice.
"run!"
"Run!"
Tang Ming tried his best, but Lin Yao suddenly felt a little bad.
Soon his nerves became tense.
Only a rapid sound of breaking wind was heard in the air, and a nearly two-meter-long bloody giant sword instantly pierced through the air.
The strong senses made Lin Yao turn around subconsciously and put the gun in front of him.
"Qiang!"
There was a loud crash.
Lin Yao, who was hit by the force, flew backwards in an instant. The powerful impact knocked the weapon in his hand off, and his body smashed a big hole in the ground. It was not until he rolled several times that he finally slowed down. Stop slowly.
"Ahem!"
Lin Yao suddenly coughed out blood. The blow just now caused the breath in his body to surge. If he hadn't blocked it in time, he might have died long ago.
On the other hand, Xuanyuan Ming had a look of pity on his face after retracting the blood sword, "I should have used a little more strength. It seems that this body can't even exert 10% of its strength."
Lin Yao, who had severely damaged the True Spirit Realm with just one casual blow, now saw that the opponent's strength was unfathomable.
Moreover, it is not difficult to guess from the evil spirit that is gradually growing in his body that the power he is exerting now is not at its peak. When the opponent fully controls his body, he will definitely be able to exert stronger power.
Perhaps because of the reason for taking action just now, the pressure on Tang Ming suddenly disappeared.
At the moment when the pressure disappeared, Tang Ming decisively chose to take action, his body swept forward, transformed into multiple green lotus sword energy, and shot away quickly.
Seeing Tang Ming take action, Xuanyuan Ming, whose eyes were full of disdain, was a little scornful, "Are you in a hurry to die?"
Gently raising one hand, the evil energy formed an expansion and instantly blocked all the sword energy.
The sword energy in front of him made Xuanyuan Ming feel a sense of familiarity again, "The green sword energy is shaped like a lotus flower. This is the sword energy formed by the Green Lotus Immortal Sword. Do you have the Green Lotus Immortal Sword in your body?"
"Bang!"
Twisting his palm, he crushed all the sword energy, turning into cyan light and dissipating into the air.
The method of easily erasing the sword energy shocked Tang Ming, but the sword move was already out, and he was about to fight!
The Qingyun Holy Sword cut through the air and stabbed straight towards Xuanyuan Ming's head.
"when!"
The sword stopped in mid-air. Xuanyuan Ming just used two fingers to catch it easily. Then with a flick of his fingers, a majestic force hit Tang Ming's arm along the sword.
The huge force shook his hands off the hilt of the sword. When Tang Ming tried to grasp the hilt of the sword again, the opponent had already thrown the holy sword aside, and the bloody sword in his hand suddenly stabbed Tang Ming's chest.
Faced with such a critical moment, Tang Ming no longer had any choice.
The rune formed by the injury on his right arm gradually lit up, and a green cyclone enveloped him. A lotus quietly appeared between the two of them. Before Tang Ming could draw out the green lotus sword, Xuanyuan Ming had already taken action.
I saw the bloody sword piercing the lotus in an instant and piercing the Qinglian sword body in the hiding area.
The two forces collided and unleashed a powerful impact.
Tang Ming also took advantage of the inertia of the impact and retreated instantly. He rolled twice on the ground to remove all the strength from his body before standing up.
He stretched out his hand again, and the sword body was back in Tang Ming's hands.
Picking up the Qingyun Holy Sword again, both blades pointed at Xuanyuan Ming.
"I don't care who you are now, I, Tang Ming, will kill you here today!"
