The murderous sword array, with strong murderous intent and four killing swords, was suppressed by five strong men including the Nine-Life Demon Cicada.
The killing sword in the south exudes purple murderous aura. This killing sword is born for killing, and the sword spirits born are often evil spirits.
The murderous aura is too strong, the purple murderous aura is looming, the sword spirit has a spirit, and is born with bloodthirsty, it is a vicious spirit.
Without anyone to control it, it can condense its murderous aura and cultivate it into a spiritual weapon, so it is naturally extremely ferocious.
Xu Youlan, holding a dagger, exudes the Dzogchen cultivation of the Bigu stage, and the simple-minded Demon Ape King is not to be outdone.
He let out a shocking roar, and suddenly burst out with a very powerful aura. He took a black iron rod in his hand, his bestiality aroused, and he smashed the rod into the killing array.
Purple murderous aura condensed into human form, holding a killing sword to kill the general.
Between the sparks of calcium carbide, little sparks fell on the ground.
The Demon Ape King's iron rod trembled, and the tiger's mouth was numb. Seeing the situation, Xu Youlan used her body skills and disappeared from the Demon Ape King's eyes.
The flexible body held the dagger and landed on the purple sword.
when!
The crisp clang of metal.
The figure condensed with purple murderous aura has a fierce light in its eyes, and its murderous aura is even stronger.
The Demon Ape King was holding an iron rod. After being knocked back, he felt displeased and came over with the iron rod again.
One ape and one man, fighting against the killing sword, the battle was fierce.
To the west, Wang Yao was walking alone, with an unprecedented gleam in his eyes.
He never held any weapons in his hands, and his steps were sonorous and powerful.
Coming in long strides.
What was waiting for him was a sword. This killing sword emitted a red light, and its killing power formed a faint halo on the red light of the sword.
Although the sword has spirit, it has no intelligence. Not any spirit created from a spiritual weapon can produce independent consciousness.
"You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The red sword suspended in mid-air actually spoke human words.
The voice inside the red sword made Wang Yao tremble slightly and instinctively take half a step back.
Although he has long been familiar with this red sword, he always trembles involuntarily when he hears his voice.
A sword that can talk, a sword that gives birth to true intelligence.
Nine Lives Demon Chan and the others were all kept in the dark. I am afraid that only Hao Zhan knew all this. Perhaps even Hao Zhan could not have imagined that this red sword was actually hidden so deeply.
Wang Yao felt the call of Red Sword as early as the third day after entering the killing formation.
The Red Sword Sword Spirit killed countless creatures and finally enlightened its spiritual wisdom. It was extremely ambitious and sealed its self-awareness in order to avoid Hao Zhan's detection.
After being placed in the killing array, he felt a strong killing intent again, so he stretched out his hand to Wang Yao, who was eager to become stronger and hungry for power.
Wang Yao's forbearance and humiliation made him think that he was an excellent "sword slave".
Be a sword in the hands of others, hahaha! Who in the world can control it, who dares to control it.
The red sword was originally a sword abandoned by a swordsman. Because of its poor quality, it was abandoned and left in the dark sword grave forever.
One day, a kind-hearted female monk, whom he could never forget for the rest of his life, took it out of the dark sword tomb, and it was able to see the light of day again.
This female sword cultivator was the best sword cultivator he had ever met. She worked hard to collect various materials to recast it and improve its quality again and again.
His red sword was finally not a mortal weapon, but a holy sword. This sword cultivator kept nourishing him, recasting it, and constantly improving its quality.
But he has never used it to kill people. Who would dare to believe a holy sword that has never been stained with blood.
The Red Sword Sword Spirit fell deeply in love with the female monk, but the female sword cultivator was a human being, a living person, and he was just a sword spirit, not even a soul.
How to love, what to love with? Red Sword Sword Spirit hides this love deep in his heart.
For a moment, he really wished that he could be a human being, a human being with flesh and blood, and then stay with the female swordsman forever.
Unfortunately, there are unforeseen circumstances. One day, a man breaks into the heart of the female swordsman, but he is a drunkard and has no intention of drinking. What he really wants is the red sword, a holy sword that has never been bloodthirsty.
Chi Jian saw all this, and on their wedding night, Chi Jian finally summoned up the courage to confess his love to the kind-hearted female sword cultivator.
The kind-hearted female sword cultivator politely refused because her heart already belonged to that man, and the sword spirit and her were both teachers and friends.
That night, the kind-hearted female sword cultivator and the man she liked had a tumultuous relationship, and that night the Red Sword Sword Spirit was heartbroken.
On the third day of their wedding, the depressed sword spirit felt a pungent smell of blood.
Chi Jian followed the smell of blood and found a kind-hearted girl lying on the ground. A man with disheveled hair showed a successful smile on his lips.
He finally waited for this day, and it turned out that men are also pitiful people, and they only get together with the kind-hearted female swordsman for revenge.
He longed for the Holy Sword and came to the room of the kind-hearted female swordsman.
Seeing the red sword, the holy sword he had longed for for a long time, when his hand touched the body of the holy sword, a hole appeared in his chest.
He covered his chest crazily, looking surprised to see that the Holy Sword actually killed him.
The Holy Sword, a sword that is not stained with blood, has an unprecedented bloodthirsty.
The Red Sword Sword Spirit, after killing the murderer, committed suicide and wanted to accompany the kind-hearted female sword cultivator to die for her love.
But thinking of the kind-hearted female sword cultivator, after he buried her, he stayed in front of her monument.
From now on, no matter the mortal world, no matter the ups and downs of the world.
Until hundreds of years later, a killing sword appeared.
He abandoned his sword body and lived on bloodthirsty because he had a way to save the kind-hearted female swordsman.
Only by condensing the flesh and blood with blood and reinjecting the soul into the flesh and blood can the kind-hearted female swordsman be resurrected in the true sense.
So a holy sword that had never been stained with blood began to drink blood, drinking blood for love, after many ups and downs.
Fallen here.
Wang Yao is his chosen sword slave. In order to resurrect his beloved, Chi Jian will do whatever it takes.
And Wang Yao himself is also a pitiful person, he wants to have power and let everyone look at him.
His talent is not outstanding enough, and he does not have a heaven-defying physique. To get to this point, he does not know how much he has sacrificed.
For a family, for a person who loves him, he would not hesitate to sacrifice everything, become a sword slave, or become a murderous maniac, he doesn't care.
"Red Sword, I need the power to suppress the enemy and defeat the monsters."
Wang Yao came here just to kill everyone, and the bloodthirsty killing array was seemingly controlled by four killing swords. In fact, the mastermind behind it was the red sword from beginning to end.
A sword with a sword spirit is not scary, but when the sword possesses human consciousness and desires to transform, it cannot be underestimated.
A sword that wants to have a sword slave, a bloodthirsty killing array, and the other three killing swords in it are actually just killing swords that Chi Jian spent endless efforts to condense in order to hide others.
"Okay, sign the contract and become my sword slave, and I will give you everything you want."
Chi Jian is also outspoken. When he helps Wang Yao, he is also indirectly helping him.
"Sword slave" is indirectly regarded as a slave of the sword. Of course, ordinary sword spirits cannot accept sword slaves at all, because even the sword spirit cannot be awakened. Although most spiritual weapons have sword spirits, these sword spirits are very large. Will not wake up to a certain extent.
The sword slave makes a contract with the sword spirit. The sword slave is controlled by the sword spirit. All the thoughts in the sword slave's heart can be known by the sword spirit.
The two have an unequal contract, and the sword spirit is the master of the sword slave.
"let's start!"
Wang Yao was extremely anxious. He had been waiting for this moment for too long, and his murderous intention towards Yang Feng had reached an unprecedented level.
"Okay, after you and I sign the contract, I will create an illusion that the formation is broken. When the time comes, you will follow them out, and my sword body will be temporarily handed over to you for safekeeping, and my power will be temporarily lent to you."
After saying that, a red light spot appeared on the body of the red sword and flew into Wang Yao's eyebrows.
After the sword slave contract was formed, the Red Sword Sword Spirit began to weaken the power of the other killing swords.
The Nine-Life Demonic Cicada in the north was initially suppressed by Killing Sword, because after Chi Jian deliberately released the water, he suppressed Killing Sword in turn.
Xu Youlan in the south also noticed this, and the Demon Cicada King in the east seized the opportunity and finally was able to compete with the killing sword.
The murderous intent in the killing array also began to weaken. Xu Youlan and others were confused, but their faces were all happy.
After staying in the killing array for ten days, I lived a life of fear every day. Now I was finally free. Everyone who survived felt that they were so lucky.
"When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The killing intent of this killing array suddenly weakened, and even the power of the killing sword was affected. This should have been a happy event, but I always feel that something is going to happen."
At this time, the killing sword that was fighting the Nine-Life Demonic Cicada had already escaped.
The killing array that trapped everyone and the monsters for ten days was finally broken.
boom!
boom!
During this process, they used the power of their bloodline in advance. Only with the blessing of the power of their bloodline could they be able to fight the killing sword.
Yang Feng and others waited for the situation, and immediately captured the Nine-Life Demon Cicada without anyone reacting.
"It's been a long time since I last saw the Nine-Life Demonic Cicada. Please hand over all the heavenly and earthly treasures you have, otherwise..."
While speaking, the Broken Sword Lingsha in his hand struck the cicada's wing with one strike.
puff!
laugh!
Blood was spread all over the floor.
"Ah! You, what do you want to do?"
The Nine-Life Demonic Chan had long thought that Yang Feng and others would wait and see, but Yang Feng actually rushed towards him single-handedly.
The power of his bloodline has just been exhausted, and he hasn't had time to swallow the elixir yet.
Yang Feng's Lingsha Sword landed on his cicada wings.
sorrow
The Nine-Life Demonic Cicada was so scheming that she couldn't even hold back a howl.
The eyes looking at Yang Feng were full of hatred. At the same time, there was another person hiding in the crowd, ready to take action against Yang Feng at any time.
"The human race should stop being so rampant. Let me, the king, spare your life. If you are a little delayed, your blood will be splattered on the spot."
"Yang Feng, if you dare to trap us, the forces behind us will never let you go."
"Yang Feng, you can't escape today."
…
In the human race, all the monsters and beasts stared at Yang Feng with eager eyes.
Yang Feng felt an inexplicable murderous intention in the crowd, and even he was afraid of the killing intent. When did such a master appear among the human cultivators?
"Brother Feng, you are taking too many risks. How about we join you in killing each other today?"
Zhou Hun's voice rang in Yang Feng's ears, but there was no one there. Yang Feng had asked a few people to hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity. Who would have expected that Yang Feng would be so bold as to capture the Nine-Life Demon Cicada alive.
"You little bastard, take them and hide them. I'll get some benefits first and then retreat in a while. There's a mysterious master here who seems to be coming for me."
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