When Shi Chishang drew his sword, he had already anticipated that he would not be able to kill Lear completely.
It's just that the killing ability of his Styx Death Sword Technique is unparalleled in the world. No matter how powerful the Heavenly Tribulation Period is, he can't prevent Li Er Yuan Shen from being severely damaged by him.
From now on, this handsome man who dominates the list of heroes will become the worst trash.
After flying away from the battlefield, Shi Chishang quickly took out the Tianyan Disk, first deduced Wang Sheng's position, and then quickly used his soul power to restore his soul body that had been eroded by the Styx projection.
Fortunately, after advancing to the true form stage, his soul body was much stronger than his original body. Although there were many explosions during this period, the erosion of the soul body by the Styx projection was not as bad as before. It was just on the way to catch up with Wang Sheng that Shi Chi Shang has almost resolved the erosion.
At this time, Wang Sheng had left for more than ten minutes. Now they had entered Jiangsu Province after all, not far from Jurong City where the Maoshan Sect was located. Shi Chishang did not dare to continue to let Wang Sheng escape at will. At this moment, his wings were shining brightly. , the space in front of him was constantly divided and destroyed, and the whole person seemed to have escaped into that time, chasing away silently.
A few minutes later, Shi Chishang finally saw Wang Sheng again. At this time, Wang Sheng's soul was no longer the size of a finger. If Shi Chishang hadn't used his soul to detect it, he might not have been able to see his existence with the naked eye.
However, this place was only a dozen kilometers away from the cave of the Maoshan sect. Shi Chishang was worried that the Maoshan sect would send people to stop him, so he flapped his wings, and his body was like a floating light piercing the sky, and he chased Wang Sheng like flying lightning.
Wang Sheng had also noticed that Shi Chishang was approaching, but he kept burning his soul along the way, leaving almost only his original true spirit, and he really couldn't continue to speed up.
This place is only a dozen kilometers away from Sanmao Cave Heaven. Logically speaking, the Maoshan Sect must have known about their approach, but no one has appeared until now, which means that the Maoshan Sect definitely has no intention of rescuing Wang Sheng.
Thinking of this, Wang Sheng felt angry in his heart. He suddenly forcibly gathered the true spirit source and roared: "Ling Ziyang, I know the true purpose of the fish turning into a dragon..."
Buzz! Almost at the moment when Wang Sheng roared loudly, Shi Chi Shang was already flying close. The Broken Frost Sword turned into a thunderbolt and struck down in the air. However, before it could touch Wang Sheng, it was blocked by a force rising out of thin air.
Feeling the huge earthquake in the tiger's mouth, Shi Chishang's expression froze, and he extended his wings with all his strength, dividing the power of the impact into the surrounding void. He stared at the figure bathed in the vast spiritual light and grinned: "Headmaster of Maoshan?"
"It's Pindao."
The figure stepped out of the spiritual light, and the face revealed was clearly that of Ling Ziyang, but his body was illusory, and it was obviously a projection, not an entity.
This was the first time that Shi Chishang met the leader of the Maoshan Sect. Although the Maoshan Sect has been focusing on targeting ghosts in recent years, in fact, it is Nie Qingyuan who is actually promoting these things. As the leader, Ling Ziyang rarely Get involved in this matter.
When Shi Chishang looked at Ling Ziyang, Ling Ziyang was also observing Shi Chishang with his spiritual consciousness. When he realized that his soul body was so solid and contained so much, he couldn't help but sigh: "Junior brother, this is the biggest mistake in his life." , just that I didn’t kill you at the beginning.”
His words were full of murderous intent. Shi Chishang smiled slightly and didn't care: "Headmaster Ling is joking. Even if he wants to kill me, can he really kill me? But now, Shi doesn't want to talk nonsense. Headmaster Ling is Do you want to save this person?"
Ling Ziyang turned his head and looked at Wang Sheng's weak soul like a firefly. He frowned slightly, but said lightly: "Not bad."
"Then let's see if senior has this ability!"
Shi Chishang's smile gradually became fiercer, and his sword spirit thoughts were even more exciting. His wings spread out, and the gate of the netherworld quietly opened. The endless water of the Styx came across the boundary, bathing the true form of the soul body, gathering the sword's edge, and the majestic death intention. Overwhelming the heaven and earth, pointing directly at Ling Ziyang's split soul projection.
Seeing that Shi Chishang dared to attack him, Ling Ziyang couldn't help but feel a bit of astonishment in his eyes. Although Shi Chishang was so powerful at the moment, the gap between the eleventh level and the twelfth level was like a chasm, even back then. Yao Hailei, who is known as the evildoer, can only fight against the Heavenly Tribulation stage after half-step of the Heavenly Tribulation.
Just in the blink of an eye, Ling Ziyang's body was already exuding fierce murderous intent. No matter whether Shi Chi Shang was a coward or an expert, if he could kill Shi Chi Shang completely this time, he would be able to plan after the Yin Yang Sect was disintegrated.
As the leader of the Maoshan Sect, how could Ling Ziyang be stupid? It was not that he was unaware of Yu Hualong's plan. However, under their deliberate promotion, the Taoist coalition had already established a trend to intimidate the Yin Yang Sect and could not withdraw at all.
But as long as Ling Ziyang can kill Shi Chishang here, Yu Hualong's backhand will definitely be stillborn and will no longer be able to fight against the Taoist sect.
Thinking of this, Ling Ziyang's eyes suddenly brightened, and the soul-splitting projection expanded rapidly. The vast aura of heaven and earth surged in, and he kept swallowing it into the projection, and finally raised his hand and turned it into a sword to slash out.
The sword energy was like a needle, but it contained a sharpness that would make one's hair go cold. Even though Shi Chishang was invincible at level 11, facing this needle-like sword, he still felt like he was facing the abyss, and he was under heavy pressure.
But the more he was in this situation, the more fighting spirit surged in Shi Chishang's heart. Previously, Lear could only rely on external objects to temporarily compete with him, but now this person is actually the pinnacle of the twelfth level, even if it is just a projection, But he still has the strength of the early days of the Heavenly Tribulation.
This battle should be regarded as the most thrilling and exciting battle in my life!
With his thoughts clear, Shi Chishang held the sword in his hand, and his wings also swallowed up the spiritual energy around him. The soul of the sword that had previously reached its peak condensed the sword blade, and he rode the wild waves of the Styx to strike forward with his sword.
In an instant, the needle-shaped sword energy broke into the wild waves, going against the rushing water waves. Although it was constantly being destroyed by the slaying method, it still moved forward boldly, and finally met the tip of the Frost-breaking Sword.
With a clang, Shi Chi Shang's entire right arm exploded to pieces, and the Frost-breaking Sword flew out diagonally. The tyrannical soul body retreated uncontrollably, step by step, a full three hundred and seventy meters away. Only with two steps could he neutralize the impact of the sword energy.
Just after he stabilized his body, Shi Chi Shang's soul power circulated, and Shattered's right arm returned to its original state. He held the recalled Frost-breaking Sword and charged forward with the sword again with a wild smile.
This time, before Ling Ziyang could draw his sword, Shi Chishang had already taken the lead. His soul thought drew the water from the Styx to the sword's edge, and then the light wings behind him quietly changed, turning into black and white like his eyes.
The magical power of Zhulong, the division of yin and yang!
The next moment, Ling Ziyang's eyes glowed with color, and the split-soul projection was decomposed for a moment. Although he stabilized it again with his powerful spiritual consciousness in the next moment, he also missed the opportunity to counterattack, causing the Frost-breaking Sword to drive straight in with a strike. Not only did it pierce the chest of the projection, it also caused the waves of the Styx River to drown the soul-split projection.
boom! Almost the next second after the water of the Styx River submerged, huge spiritual consciousness and Taoist power surged up from the wild waves like a volcanic eruption. When the water waves collapsed, Shi Chishang groaned and was forcibly shaken. Flying, if his wings hadn't been rolled up to forcibly absorb 30% of the impact, his soul would have been shattered to pieces.
Just when he broke free, Ling Ziyang had already snorted and held up an iron-wood sword. Although he was the master of the Maoshan sect, he was best at swordsmanship. The wooden sword emerged, and the divine sword intention also rose like a cloud. , raging across the sky, overwhelming thousands of meters.
Shi Chishang was retreating, and when he noticed the tide of sword intent coming at him, he couldn't help but let out a laugh, and without any sign of weakness, he gathered his soul thoughts to attack him. Although he was groaning and being suppressed at the moment of contact, the fighting spirit in his heart was still there. It is getting more and more turbulent.
What a calamity period!
Clang! Shi Chishang twisted his body and swung his sword. The distance of more than 4,000 meters between him and Ling Ziyang seemed to be wiped out in an instant. The light of his soul illuminated the world. The Styx sword was as powerful as a Taixu ghost dragon. Sometimes the shadow was deep and deep, and sometimes it was bright. Walking in the sky, he was already in front of Ling Ziyang in an instant.
Although this sword was blessed with ten kinds of spells, Ling Ziyang still didn't look at it. He just raised the iron wood sword and pressed it down gently. The power of the Styx sword, which was originally light and ethereal, suddenly fell into a mire and became stagnant. Half an inch in front of the magic sword, no matter how it wanders, it is still difficult to make any progress.
Although it is a split-soul projection, it actually uses energy to construct a temporary body, which is no different from a real body. Ling Ziyang narrowed his eyes and stared at the silk-like sword power in front of the magic sword, and a bit of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
That was something I had never seen before, a Taoist magic that ignored all obstacles and pointed directly at death!
Not even Master Bone's Nether Bone Sword Sutra of the past had such a terrifying death intention!
Ling Ziyang was frightened by Shi Chishang's sword, but the latter suddenly flapped his light wings that had extended to thirty meters, jumped into the sea of clouds, then flew into the air, and struck out with his sword again.
This time, the endless will of death still lingers on the edge of the sword. It is a death sword made from the most essential power of the Styx water and many magic techniques.
When he looked up and saw Shi Chi Shang flying towards him, Ling Ziyang flipped his hand and used his unparalleled power to forcefully shatter the previous Styx Sword Strength. Then he raised his hand and raised his magic sword to strike with a blow, clashing with the Duan Shuang Sword. Attack each other.
Clang! Like the sound of golden drums, the soul light around Shi Chi Shang's body exploded with a bang. The Netherworld Gate behind him was almost shattered and flew four thousand meters backwards.
Ling Ziyang frowned slightly and took back the Ironwood Sword as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't notice the faint trace of death between his eyebrows.
This is a death sword that points directly at death. It is not just physical death, but conceptual death. Even if his body is just a projection of a split soul, it will be affected by this technique.
Feeling the wisp of death raging between his brows, Ling Ziyang's heart suddenly surged with murderous intent. He actually changed from his previous silence and took a direct step forward. Without any sign of magic, he traveled more than three thousand meters out of thin air, using the Iron Wood Magic Sword. It brought up countless thunderbolts, gathered them in the sky, and condensed into a cold electric light, slashing towards Shi Chishang who had not yet stabilized his body.
As the electric light approached, Shi Chishang decisively turned the Frost-breaking Sword horizontally, but did not defend himself. Instead, he twisted his waist and spun his body like a top. He spun several times on the spot, rolled up a boundless frenzy, and faced Temufa with a spinning slash. sword.
boom! This time the confrontation directly exploded the world where the two of them were. Even the space crystal wall was unable to withstand the terrifying confrontation between the two. Everything was shattered by the unparalleled sword power, revealing a dark and deep void scene.
Although Shi Chishang practiced the method of time and space, it was all branches of time and space. Wherever he dared to be directly in the void, he immediately jumped out.
Ling Ziyang was also as scrupulous as him. With a flick of his sleeve, a crack in the space appeared like a shadow, and he swung his sword again.
When Shi Chishang saw this, he did not retreat. He thrust his wings into the void, pulled him back like a spring, and then suddenly ejected towards the iron wood sword.
Click! The two long swords clashed again, but this time, the iron wood magic sword, which had a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, finally couldn't hold on after enduring multiple deadly impacts, and collapsed during this confrontation.
Seeing the enemy's weapon broken, Shi Chishang had no thoughts. The sword was brilliant, rolling up the light of eternal daylight, and the darkness of endless eternal night emerged from it, mixed with the power of the four elements of thunder, water, fire, and earth. Taixu Intertwined with time, it finally converged into a death sword that penetrated Ling Ziyang's protective magic light.
With a puff, the Frost-breaking Sword penetrated almost entirely into Ling Ziyang's body, and the massive amount of death force unscrupulously destroyed the "vitality" within it. In just a few blinks, the soul-splitting projection had faded away, leaving only a little bit of thought. , forced to condense and not collapse.
