Chapter 13798 Drawing the Sword

Chapter 13798 Drawing the Sword
At the same time, the blade light carrying a strong fishy smell quickly condensed in the air, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a terrifying blood-colored dragon.

The dragon's body was emitting a strong blood-red light, and its scales were flashing with eerie light. It circled in the air, roaring towards the sky. The sound seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, as if it wanted to devour all life in the world.

Its huge body twisted in the air, bringing up gusts of wind and blowing the surrounding sand and rocks all over the sky, as if the whole world was shrouded by its momentum.

The sword in Ling Xiao's hand contains the incomparably powerful power of "soul burial".

This sword is by no means an ordinary physical attack. Not only can it tear the opponent's body like a sharp blade, it also has a mysterious and terrifying power that can reach deep into the opponent's soul and cause fatal trauma to its soul.

When the sword was thrust out, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and a strange atmosphere filled the air, making people shudder.

Seeing this, Dugu Sheng's face instantly became extremely solemn, and an unprecedented vigilance flashed in his eyes. He knew the horror of this attack and did not dare to slack off.

He hurriedly stepped on the eight trigrams, and as he moved, he seemed to resonate with the mysterious power between heaven and earth. His sleeves fluttered in the wind like two black clouds.

At the same time, he put his fingers together to form a halberd, and saw a dazzling mysterious light burst out from his fingertips in an instant. The mysterious light was like an inverted river in the sky, majestic and powerful, and it cut off the scarlet knife beams and sword shadows in the sky with endless majesty and power.

For a moment, the lights intertwined and the entire battlefield was illuminated as bright as day.

However, in a flash, Ling Xiao's attack came like a surging tide. "Good!" Dugu Sheng saw this, not only did he not retreat, but he sneered and waved his wrist.

His fist was full of the power to collapse mountains and split seas, as if he was going to completely destroy everything in front of him. This punch condensed all his strength and fighting spirit, and with an indomitable momentum, he met Ling Xiao's sharp sword blade.

The moment the two powerful energies collided, it was as if the chaotic power at the beginning of the world exploded. With a loud bang that shook the earth, the blue bricks within a radius of ten feet were instantly turned into powder, and a thick cloud of dust rose up.

On the ground, cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, with no end in sight. In the cracks, there was a faint image of stars disappearing, as if this space was bearing the most powerful impact in the universe.

Amid the flickering lights, one can seem to see countless stars being born and destroyed, making one feel as if they are at the core of the universe, witnessing the changes of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Dugu Sheng felt his internal organs shaking like a raging sea, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body. What frightened him even more was that his soul seemed to be pierced by thousands of silver needles, and the pain that penetrated deep into his bones made him almost scream.

At this critical moment, he endured the severe pain and took several steps back. At the same time, he quickly sealed the Baihui acupoint with his fingers.

I saw blood lines suddenly appear between his eyebrows. The blood lines were like a talisman carefully drawn with cinnabar, emitting a mysterious light, which barely calmed down his three souls and seven spirits that were about to leave his body.

His face turned as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, which showed how huge the impact of the previous blow was on him.

Looking up, Ling Xiao's God-Slaying Sword had split into thousands of residual images in the void. The countless sword shadows flashed with cold light, like a silver light curtain, covering Dugu Sheng.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The sound of swords was endless, as if it was the death knell from hell. In this bloody sword curtain, the music of death was played.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Dugu Sheng suddenly let out a long roar that broke through the air. The roar was like a dragon's roar, resounding through the sky, full of indomitable spirit and fighting spirit. Then, he seemingly pushed out with a palm.

However, this palm contained the power to move mountains and fill the sea, as if the Five Mountains and Three Mountains were moved in an instant. As this palm was pushed out, the surrounding air was compressed to the extreme, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the countless sword shadows fell to the ground like colored glass, and instantly shattered into scarlet fireflies all over the sky. Those broken sword shadows drifted in the air, like blooming blood-red flowers, but with endless beauty and despair.

The spectators saw Ling Xiao staggering back, his palms were burned with blood from the hilt, and blood was dripping slowly along his fingers, splashing blood on the ground. But Ling Xiao was Ling Xiao after all, and there was no fear or retreat in his eyes.

The next moment, the bloodthirsty blade in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the blood dragon, which was already extremely terrifying, pounced towards Dugu Sheng at an extremely fast speed.

The blood dragon bared its fangs and claws, with an unstoppable momentum, as if it wanted to completely devour Dugu Sheng. A more thrilling battle was once again pushed to a climax.

Dugu Sheng had just relied on his profound skills and extraordinary combat techniques to defeat the sword light containing the power of "soul burial". However, his soul had been severely damaged in the thrilling confrontation just now, and was still in an extremely unstable state.

Every slight fluctuation of his soul was like thousands of steel needles stirring deep in his consciousness, bringing piercing pain and causing a barely perceptible flash of fatigue and solemnity in his eyes.

Facing Ling Xiao's terrifying sword that was coming at him with the power to destroy the world, Dugu Sheng knew that if he continued to fight with his bare hands, he would probably be doomed.

So, at this critical moment of life and death, he finally had no choice but to slowly take out his weapon that he never showed to others easily.

Before this, the sword maniac Dugu Sheng had always relied on his pair of iron fists to dominate the martial arts world. At the beginning of the battle with Ling Xiao, he also faced the enemy with his bare hands, showing his strong confidence and heroism. However, at this moment, he had to use his precious sword, which shows the great pressure Ling Xiao brought to him.

As soon as the knife appeared, the surrounding air was shaken violently. It was pitch black, as if it had absorbed all the light in the world, emitting a mysterious and profound aura.

The blade is about two meters long. Compared with ordinary swords, it is particularly huge and heavy. Its shape is also completely different. The blade is covered with strange runes. Those runes seem to have life, flashing faint light, as if telling an ancient and vicissitudes of life story.

This sword is by no means an ordinary object. It seems to carry the glory and memories of Dugu Sheng's countless life-and-death battles. Every rune bears witness to its glorious exploits on the battlefield.

"Hmph, you are indeed very powerful, more powerful than most geniuses I have ever seen." Dugu Sheng walked slowly towards Ling Xiao while tightly gripping the sword in his hand.