In just a few breaths, the eleventh general, the fifth general, and the ninth general fell one after another. The situation that originally had an absolute advantage was instantly reversed by Shi Chishang, leaving only the third general and the seventh general. .
Even though the third general had a heroic temperament, he couldn't help but be confused for a moment. However, the seventh general's sharp eyes noticed the withered muscles of Shi Chi Shang's right arm. His eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted in shock: "Third brother, this kid's sword skills If there is something weird, you will hurt yourself!”
When the third general heard this, his heart was excited. He stared at Shi Chi Shang's right arm, and a ball of fire suddenly ignited in his eyes. He laughed wildly and said, "I told you, it turns out to be a double-edged sword. Old Seven, you and I will hold on for a while." , he definitely won’t be able to hold on!”
Shi Chishang heard the conversation between the two in the distance and sneered in his heart. When he killed three people in a row earlier, he used the life-plundering technique in the Nether Bone Sword Sutra to extract all the life from the three people into his body, so even though he saw his right arm withered, , his aura was sluggish, but in fact he still had close to 80% of his combat power.
At the same time, the situation on Wang Xialin's side was critical. The magic exerted by the Western old man became more and more powerful. Shi Chi Shang did not dare to delay any longer. Two wings of light, one black and one white, suddenly extended and merged with the projection of the underworld behind him in an instant. , that overwhelming sword spirit also surged instantly, and when the figure rushed forward, the pale sword power had already struck out.
Seeing the pale sword rushing towards him, the third general's eyes widened, and the sword in his hand surged with strength. He raised the gun and struck hard without taking a step back. The seventh general beside him drew out a steel sword, the Tyrant Sword. He burst out with strength and slashed hard from the left.
Clang! The Broken Frost Sword collided with Spear Gang and Dao Jin in the air. Before the third and seventh generals could exert their force, the sword power in Shi Chi Shang's hand suddenly divided into thousands of hazy sword shadows, like the moonlight washing the ground, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant. Mi, cutting forward crazily, colliding crazily with the opponent's body-protecting energy, erupting with countless loud noises.
"Red Tiger Crazy Flame Sword!"
The seventh general held back the severe pain all over his body, and his whole body's true energy exploded. He swung his sword and struck hard. The powerful sword passed through the air, shattering the ground along the way, and struck Shi Chishang's head with a huge force.
The third general has worked with him for many years and has an excellent tacit understanding. At the moment when the seventh general swung his sword and struck, he had already shaken his gun and exploded several gun flowers. The tip of the gun also transformed into countless phantoms out of thin air, like ferocious streaks. The bloodthirsty poisonous dragon pierced Shi Chishang's body everywhere.
Facing the two people's joint attack, Shi Chishang imagined that it was too imaginary, and his figure was instantly covered by the light wings behind him, becoming ethereal and invisible, as if he was half virtual and half real, quietly passing through the thousands of shots fired by the third general. In the shadow of a gun, the Broken Frost Sword floated up, and the tip of the sword hit the steel knife that the third general had knocked down.
In an instant, the steel sword, which was comparable to the strength of a seventh-grade spiritual weapon, quietly shattered, and the zhenqi poured into it by the seventh general also melted and disintegrated, completely unable to stop the erosion of the sharp sword power.
A sword smashed the steel knife, and Shi Chishang slashed it down with his sword. It was like a sickle swung by the god of death from the netherworld across several planes. It was based on the soul path and condensed from the power of the underworld, the power of death, and the power of the soul. The soul of the sword was like a wisp of smoke, hazy, formless, and strange. The moment before the third general raised his spear to block him, he had already pierced the man's chest with his sword.
Seeing the sharp sword piercing into his chest, the third general didn't feel any pain at all. He subconsciously raised his war spear and shook off the frost-breaking sword, and quickly took a few steps back.
Just as he stood firm, the third general was about to continue the attack, but he found that the seventh general was looking at him with a horrified look. He couldn't help but be startled, and then as if he had some realization, he lowered his head in shock, and saw that there was an impressive mark on his chest. The wound is constantly expanding, and the flesh and blood on the edge of the wound continues to age, fragment, and annihilate. However, in just a few breaths, the wound that was originally only the size of a finger has expanded to the size of a palm. The third general can even see the flesh inside his body. organ.
The third general opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at his chest. It was only at this moment that he felt the power of death that invaded his chest with the strength of the sword. However, no matter how he circulated his true energy, he could not dissolve this power. .
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Raising his head suddenly, the third general stared blankly at Shi Chishang, but the latter did not say anything. He just turned the edge of his sword and turned to look at the seventh general.
The seventh general was staring at the third general's wound. When he suddenly saw Shi Chi Shang looking at him, the corners of his eyes twitched and he swung the steel knife in his hand. When he spoke, he said with a bit of trembling: "What do you want to do?"
With a snort, Shi Chishang curled his lips in disdain. After plundering the third general's vitality, his energy had returned to its peak, and the light wings behind him had been extended to nearly a hundred times due to the combination with the projection of the underworld. Yu Mi was also constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy at this moment, strengthening his Qi.
At this moment, the third general was destined to die, and Shi Chishang no longer focused on him. But just as he was about to attack the seventh general, an old chanting sound containing endless secret power suddenly came from the distance. The powerful cold power suddenly rose sharply at this moment. It was the old Western man who was waving his magic wand, summoning a blizzard that covered thousands of meters in radius. Ice balls the size of footballs fell from the sky, accompanied by forests that could tear apart gold and iron. The cold wind submerged Wang Xialin, Niu Sanshan and others.
Facing this doomsday-like blizzard, Wang Xialin and others had already used their trump cards. However, the blizzard was cast by this veteran warlock who was comparable to the middle of the eleventh level. Everyone's defense was of little use. If it weren't for Niu Sanshan, Ma Hanxue, Zhan Wudi and others relied on the physical strength of the ghost beasts, but they may have been turned into mud by the magic of the blizzard.
This blizzard covered an area of several thousand meters and naturally enveloped Shi Chishang's side. Seeing this, the seventh general was frightened and retreated. However, Shi Chishang gave a sharp shout, exploded his light wings, turned around and struck with his sword. When it came out, the projection of the underworld surged up and mixed into the sword soul, making the aura of underworld and death more intense. The power of the sword actually tore apart the blizzard, and the sword rushed to the old man.
Reciting a mysterious mantra in his mouth, the old Western man raised his left hand and made a stroke, and ice walls stood up out of thin air. However, Shi Chi Shang showed no intention of retreating, his soul thoughts surged, and his sword surged, actually going against that patch of ice. The blizzard, whose power is constantly increasing, continues to impact forward. The fire, wind, Taixu, Sun, Taiyin, Taixu and other forces integrated into the soul power are also oppressed by that force and continue to merge together. With his impact, Rushing into the sword's edge crazily, crushing and disintegrating all the incoming ice balls and cold wind.
Perhaps aware of Shi Chi Shang's madness, the old man in the West shrank his pupils. While signaling many fighters around him to come forward to protect him, he took out a magic stone from his arms, crushed it, and channeled all the magic power contained in it into the magic stone. The staff, and then muttered something in his mouth, about to cast magic again.
At the same time, a layer of ice gradually appeared on the surface of Shi Chi Shang who was struck in the blizzard. Although his Styx Death Sword Technique was top-notch, the power of death could also restrain any living beings and undead spirits. However, he was separated from the old man by a large level after all. The super cold force kept hitting his body with the ice ball and strong wind. Even if it was blocked by the power of death, it could not stop the cold force at all. of intrusion.
Due to the influence of the cold force on his body, Shi Chishang's movement of soul power gradually became a bit sluggish, and the sword light that was originally sharp enough to cut through the world gradually became looser, far less powerful than it was at the beginning.
"Gan!" The seventh general finally got out of the blizzard. He didn't care about shaking off the ice all over his body. He smacked his lips and exclaimed, "This old man from the West has something! I don't know how big brother can stand against him. The odds.”
"Eight points!"
Someone made a voice behind Leng Buding. The seventh general who had just finished the battle was startled, but he immediately recognized the identity of the person who spoke and said with great joy: "Brother, are you here?"
At this time, a middle-aged man stood behind the seventh general. This man was burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard. His long hair was pulled up with a hairband, giving him a slicked back.
"With such a big movement, how could I not come?"
The middle-aged man stared at the raging snowstorm outside the immigration office, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "What's going on? I received news that you guys are here to intercept someone."
The seventh general felt excited when he heard this, and hurriedly joined forces with the rest of them, but was killed by Shi Chi Shang. He told everything about it. By the time he finished speaking, his eyes were full of tears, and he said with grief and anger: "Three Brother and the others were all killed by that kid, brother, you have to help us take revenge!"
"Shi Chi Shang?" The middle-aged man frowned, "That Shi Chi Shang from the Yanhu Purple Sword Sect? What are you doing to provoke him? However, killing my brother... this matter won't be settled that easily." Before he finished speaking, there was already a fierce light in his eyes.
The two were talking here, and the old Western man in the distance had finished reciting the incantation. As the magic stone at the tip of his magic wand shattered, a loud dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and the magic stone at the tip of the wand rose after it shattered. In the cold mist, a two-winged ice dragon quietly emerged, roaring and spraying a breath of dragon breath towards Shi Chi Shang.
Shi Chishang was doing two things at this time, dealing with the blizzard while simultaneously destroying the cold power on his body. Suddenly, there was a dragon roar deep in the snow and wind, and then there was an extremely cold torrent.
Before the torrent approached, Shi Chishang felt that the cold force around him suddenly became active, as if affected by some kind of force, from the original passive freezing to active freezing. For a time, not to mention the soul power in his body became slower and slower, even he His consciousness was affected by the cold force and became a bit dull.
At the critical moment, Shi Chishang decisively visualized the method of the sun in his mind, and all the mysteries about the "sun" in the soul seal were manifested in the mirror. The soul power burst out from his body, rose up, and evolved into a round of energy. The furnace burning like a blazing sun instantly incinerated the cold energy around him, and the torrent of ice that hit him also collapsed after hitting the furnace.
When he comprehended the Soul Dao that day, all the things in Shi Chi Shang's Soul Mansion were absorbed by the Soul Dao. All methods were attributed to the Mirror Soul Seal, and all powers merged into the Soul Sea. However, every time he wanted to use a certain method or power, he could only You just need to visualize it in your mind, and then you can manifest it.
