Chapter 100 Shura Sword
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Jiang Da Wen
Chapter 100 Shura Sword
The current Mu Junwu is not good at combat experience or the use of spells, but with the blessing of the Five Elements Formation, her aura is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.
In the face of those of equal strength, the best way is to trap them with spells, and then continue to consume them.
Even if it consumes ten or a hundred times the opponent's spiritual power, it doesn't matter. In Bai Yuan's original words, if you are poor, you will use tactical interludes, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower.
The poor in this world naturally have little spiritual power, so it is necessary to skillfully use every bit of spiritual power to make it burst out with the strongest power.
Fu is completely the opposite, just like the current Mu Jun Wu, the shot is range control and coverage attack, so you can't avoid it, you can only resist it.
"Master, are we exhausted like this?" In the lush forest, a beautiful woman in a short skirt, short sleeves, and white silk was rubbing Bai Yuan's shoulders.
Bai Yuan sat on the illusion rattan chair, enjoying himself and said: "Jun Wu, this is the safest way. You must know that you need to be steady in everything. Although I know that you have other stronger methods that are useless, but you Can you guarantee that you won't let him run away when you use other means?"
Mu Junwu lowered his head, just pinched Bai Yuan's shoulders, without saying a word, obviously he didn't want to use this almost rogue way to win.
This made Bai Yuan couldn't help getting up, and with his backhand, lightly tapped Mu Junwu's white forehead.
"Master." Mu Junwu covered his forehead, his exquisite face was full of grievances, he looked at Bai Yuan with teary eyes, and made an expression that didn't match her tall Yujie's figure at all.
The perfect royal sister body, loli heart.
"You bastard, forget it, forget it, I will teach you a lesson today as a teacher." Bai Yuan sat back on the rattan chair helplessly.
Mu Junwu stretched out his hand again and squeezed his shoulders for his master, as if to help him calm down.
Bai Yuan suddenly asked: "Jun Wu, what do you think is the strength of a teacher?"
Mu Jun said without hesitation: "Master's strength is unmatched in the world, and he is invincible in the world. Even if he is a beast god, he is no match for Master."
Bai Yuan shook his head helplessly and said: "Jun Wu, you have to understand that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky. You felt the fall of your teacher before, but it was actually a suspended animation, and you met an invincible enemy. Do you understand?"
Mu Junwu's white and slender hands stopped moving, and she asked: "Master, who is your enemy?"
Bai Yuan didn't answer, but just said to himself: "Jun Wu, I'm telling you this, I just want you to understand that it's impossible for a teacher to take care of you all the time, so you must be steady."
"You don't want your teacher to defeat the enemy one day, and when you come back, you will die because of carelessness, and you will be heartbroken, right?"
Mu Junwu was stunned for a moment and lowered his head, "I understand."
Bai Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Just understand."
At this time, with the passage of time, the battle had entered a fierce stage. After the Slaughter King consumed more than half of the soul power in his body, he found that the overwhelming offensive of thorns was still unabated.
He noticed something was wrong.
At this moment, the Slaughter King broke out with all his strength and wanted to rush out, but it was too late, no matter how hard he tried to split the thorns ahead, there would still be more thorns coming.
"Break it!" The Slaughter King roared angrily.
Endless blood burst out from his body.
This time, the full force exploded, making the sky in reality even more blood-red, and all the thorns that protruded from the illusory world into reality were all dried up and shattered in the blood light.
However, even so, the endless thorns in the illusory world are still rushing towards this small blood-red sky from afar.
With such a sight, the King of Slaughter looked around and saw only thorns. Even if he wanted to give it a go and fight Mu Junwu desperately, he would not see her.
"Damn bitch, where is your dignity as a strong man? If you have the ability, stand up and fight this king with dignity!" The King of Slaughter used the killing field to isolate the illusory thorns, and he couldn't help roaring .
However, Mu Junwu ignored him, and the King of Slaughter also felt that as time passed, the oppression from the border of the Slaughter Domain became more and more intense.
Even the Slaughter King can clearly feel that in a short time, under normal circumstances, he can imprison the opponent's soul skills, and the all-pervasive Slaughtering Domain will soon be shattered.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!" The King of Slaughter's eyes became even more blood red. Facing the crisis of death, he looked extremely crazy, almost trying to lose his reason.
As time passed by, the body of the Slaughter King suddenly changed. The faint sword-shaped blood-colored magic pattern on his forehead seemed to be alive.
The red light flowed, and the light of the sword-shaped blood-colored magic pattern gradually became stronger from dim, and an extremely pure wave was suddenly released from the center of his eyebrows.
This killing aura is different from the killing domain of the Slaughter King. There is no evil idea in it, and some are just the purest killing aura.
Bai Yuan had felt this kind of breath before.
He felt it from God Shura in the starry sky!
In fact, it is more appropriate to call the current King of Slaughter the King of Evil, because he has been infected by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God.
But with the eruption of this pure killing aura, the Slaughter King suddenly let out a scream, and spread out two huge wings behind him, looking so ferocious.
Just like that, his body froze in mid-air like a sculpture, and even the crazy and evil expression on his face also froze.
At the same time, the killing field that blocked the endless thorns was shattered, but a layer of red brilliance wrapped the king of killing, blocking Mu Junwu's attack again.
This made Bai Yuan's expression change slightly.
He knew that this was God Shura's attack in the God Realm.
However, just like Tang Hao's time, and helping Tang San kill the Deep Sea Demon Whale King under normal circumstances, he did not violate the rules of the God Realm, but did it directly, and aroused the power of the Shura Sword in Tang Chen's body.
Help him clear the Rakshasa spirit in his body.
"Sura God? You must kill them all, right?"
Bai Yuan couldn't help clenching his fists. He knew that God Shura's attack this time was not aimed at him, but to help Tang Chen kill Mu Junwu, and then go to kill Bai Yu.
Kill everyone related to Bai Yuan.
But it was also because of this that it completely angered him.
At the same time, the original pale complexion of the Slaughter King began to change, and the white was gradually replaced by an unhealthy flush.
The wings on his back were broken inch by inch, and his blood-red hair gradually turned black. The only thing that remained red all over his body was the magic pattern on his forehead.
In an instant, from the claw shape back to the wide palm, red light rushed out, and a red phantom full of infinite murderous intent flashed behind him.
The red light in the palm condensed into a giant hammer with countless magnificent magic patterns shining, but in the blink of an eye, the body of the hammer seemed to melt, and transformed into a blood-colored giant sword over two meters long.
Super artifact, Shura sword!
(End of this chapter)
The current Mu Junwu is not good at combat experience or the use of spells, but with the blessing of the Five Elements Formation, her aura is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.
In the face of those of equal strength, the best way is to trap them with spells, and then continue to consume them.
Even if it consumes ten or a hundred times the opponent's spiritual power, it doesn't matter. In Bai Yuan's original words, if you are poor, you will use tactical interludes, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower.
The poor in this world naturally have little spiritual power, so it is necessary to skillfully use every bit of spiritual power to make it burst out with the strongest power.
Fu is completely the opposite, just like the current Mu Jun Wu, the shot is range control and coverage attack, so you can't avoid it, you can only resist it.
"Master, are we exhausted like this?" In the lush forest, a beautiful woman in a short skirt, short sleeves, and white silk was rubbing Bai Yuan's shoulders.
Bai Yuan sat on the illusion rattan chair, enjoying himself and said: "Jun Wu, this is the safest way. You must know that you need to be steady in everything. Although I know that you have other stronger methods that are useless, but you Can you guarantee that you won't let him run away when you use other means?"
Mu Junwu lowered his head, just pinched Bai Yuan's shoulders, without saying a word, obviously he didn't want to use this almost rogue way to win.
This made Bai Yuan couldn't help getting up, and with his backhand, lightly tapped Mu Junwu's white forehead.
"Master." Mu Junwu covered his forehead, his exquisite face was full of grievances, he looked at Bai Yuan with teary eyes, and made an expression that didn't match her tall Yujie's figure at all.
The perfect royal sister body, loli heart.
"You bastard, forget it, forget it, I will teach you a lesson today as a teacher." Bai Yuan sat back on the rattan chair helplessly.
Mu Junwu stretched out his hand again and squeezed his shoulders for his master, as if to help him calm down.
Bai Yuan suddenly asked: "Jun Wu, what do you think is the strength of a teacher?"
Mu Jun said without hesitation: "Master's strength is unmatched in the world, and he is invincible in the world. Even if he is a beast god, he is no match for Master."
Bai Yuan shook his head helplessly and said: "Jun Wu, you have to understand that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky. You felt the fall of your teacher before, but it was actually a suspended animation, and you met an invincible enemy. Do you understand?"
Mu Junwu's white and slender hands stopped moving, and she asked: "Master, who is your enemy?"
Bai Yuan didn't answer, but just said to himself: "Jun Wu, I'm telling you this, I just want you to understand that it's impossible for a teacher to take care of you all the time, so you must be steady."
"You don't want your teacher to defeat the enemy one day, and when you come back, you will die because of carelessness, and you will be heartbroken, right?"
Mu Junwu was stunned for a moment and lowered his head, "I understand."
Bai Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Just understand."
At this time, with the passage of time, the battle had entered a fierce stage. After the Slaughter King consumed more than half of the soul power in his body, he found that the overwhelming offensive of thorns was still unabated.
He noticed something was wrong.
At this moment, the Slaughter King broke out with all his strength and wanted to rush out, but it was too late, no matter how hard he tried to split the thorns ahead, there would still be more thorns coming.
"Break it!" The Slaughter King roared angrily.
Endless blood burst out from his body.
This time, the full force exploded, making the sky in reality even more blood-red, and all the thorns that protruded from the illusory world into reality were all dried up and shattered in the blood light.
However, even so, the endless thorns in the illusory world are still rushing towards this small blood-red sky from afar.
With such a sight, the King of Slaughter looked around and saw only thorns. Even if he wanted to give it a go and fight Mu Junwu desperately, he would not see her.
"Damn bitch, where is your dignity as a strong man? If you have the ability, stand up and fight this king with dignity!" The King of Slaughter used the killing field to isolate the illusory thorns, and he couldn't help roaring .
However, Mu Junwu ignored him, and the King of Slaughter also felt that as time passed, the oppression from the border of the Slaughter Domain became more and more intense.
Even the Slaughter King can clearly feel that in a short time, under normal circumstances, he can imprison the opponent's soul skills, and the all-pervasive Slaughtering Domain will soon be shattered.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!" The King of Slaughter's eyes became even more blood red. Facing the crisis of death, he looked extremely crazy, almost trying to lose his reason.
As time passed by, the body of the Slaughter King suddenly changed. The faint sword-shaped blood-colored magic pattern on his forehead seemed to be alive.
The red light flowed, and the light of the sword-shaped blood-colored magic pattern gradually became stronger from dim, and an extremely pure wave was suddenly released from the center of his eyebrows.
This killing aura is different from the killing domain of the Slaughter King. There is no evil idea in it, and some are just the purest killing aura.
Bai Yuan had felt this kind of breath before.
He felt it from God Shura in the starry sky!
In fact, it is more appropriate to call the current King of Slaughter the King of Evil, because he has been infected by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God.
But with the eruption of this pure killing aura, the Slaughter King suddenly let out a scream, and spread out two huge wings behind him, looking so ferocious.
Just like that, his body froze in mid-air like a sculpture, and even the crazy and evil expression on his face also froze.
At the same time, the killing field that blocked the endless thorns was shattered, but a layer of red brilliance wrapped the king of killing, blocking Mu Junwu's attack again.
This made Bai Yuan's expression change slightly.
He knew that this was God Shura's attack in the God Realm.
However, just like Tang Hao's time, and helping Tang San kill the Deep Sea Demon Whale King under normal circumstances, he did not violate the rules of the God Realm, but did it directly, and aroused the power of the Shura Sword in Tang Chen's body.
Help him clear the Rakshasa spirit in his body.
"Sura God? You must kill them all, right?"
Bai Yuan couldn't help clenching his fists. He knew that God Shura's attack this time was not aimed at him, but to help Tang Chen kill Mu Junwu, and then go to kill Bai Yu.
Kill everyone related to Bai Yuan.
But it was also because of this that it completely angered him.
At the same time, the original pale complexion of the Slaughter King began to change, and the white was gradually replaced by an unhealthy flush.
The wings on his back were broken inch by inch, and his blood-red hair gradually turned black. The only thing that remained red all over his body was the magic pattern on his forehead.
In an instant, from the claw shape back to the wide palm, red light rushed out, and a red phantom full of infinite murderous intent flashed behind him.
The red light in the palm condensed into a giant hammer with countless magnificent magic patterns shining, but in the blink of an eye, the body of the hammer seemed to melt, and transformed into a blood-colored giant sword over two meters long.
Super artifact, Shura sword!
(End of this chapter)
