Chapter 321 The decisive battle with Bibi Dong (3)
In the lofty mountains and sparsely populated mountains, Sword Douluo and Bo Saixi fled in panic, while Bibi Dong chased him one after another, seemingly not in a hurry at all.
"Chen Xin, please let me down. If you take me with you, none of us can escape."
Bo Saixi's cultivation level had dropped to level 97 at this time. He had been increasing Sword Douluo's strength for so long, and his soul power had long been exhausted.
Although Sword Douluo was injured, he did not struggle with Bibi Dong for long, so he still retained a certain amount of fighting power.
If he could use the human-sword fusion alone to escape with his sword, there might be hope of escaping.
Sword Douluo shook his head: "Jian Xin once told me that I must not let down my sister for my sword."
"Before I was a hundred years old, my sword was a ruthless sword. It was extremely sharp and could break everything, but it could hurt others and myself."
"Now, my sword is a sword of love and a sword of protection. The edge is restrained, but more concentrated."
"And you are now under the protection of my Seven Killing Sword. Abandoning you is equivalent to abandoning my sword. If so, what's the point of my life?"
"伱!" Bo Saixi felt moved in her heart: "The ultimate lifespan of a peerless Douluo is a thousand years. If we can escape and ascend to heaven this time, I am willing to accompany you for 600 years."
Sword Douluo was stunned for a moment: "Why 600 years?"
Bo Saixi smiled and said, "Because I'm only level 97 now."
Sword Douluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can 600 years be enough? I want 6,000 years, 60,000 years, I want the end of time."
"If I become a god in the future, you can be my divine attendant. I can take you to the divine realm with me."
Bo Saixi smiled and nodded: "Okay, then it's a deal."
Sword Douluo's eyes flashed, he gathered his sword intent and fingertips, and casually opened a cave in the nearby mountain, sending Bo Saixi into it.
"Chen Xin, what do you want to do?"
"wait for me."
At the entrance of the collapsed cave, Sword Douluo transformed his body into a sword, merged his sword with his body, and fled to the other side at top speed.
Chongxiao's sword intent immediately attracted the attention of Bibi Dong who was chasing behind him: "Are you trying to run away again?"
"Forget it, after such a long delay, I am now familiar with this power. It's time to deal with this rat that is running away in panic."
The purple-red Rakshasa costume appeared on Bibi Dong's body, and there was a layer of purple energy with an evil smell everywhere.
Eight huge scythes extended from both sides of her back, like giant spider legs, four on each side.
Purple-red light erupted from Bibi Dong, and the next moment Bibi Dong disappeared.
Ten miles away, Sword Douluo, who transformed into the Seven Killing Sword, suddenly felt an evil wind coming, and an extremely solid sword intent suddenly erupted from the sword.
Ding--
The ear-piercing roar of gold and iron sounded, and the Seven Killing Sword was immediately blasted away.
boom--
A mountain was penetrated, and the Seven Killing Sword appeared intact on the other side of the mountain.
"God and Demon·Two Cuts!"
The celestial phenomena were aroused, and the Seven Killing Sword suddenly surged dozens of times.
Bibi Dong chuckled disdainfully: "It's this move again, it's really nothing new."
"Divine Skill: Prison of Rakshasa."
Bibi Dong opened her five fingers, and a huge purple-red hand suddenly appeared from the void, tightly holding the hilt of the Seven Kills Sword.
Boom——
The air began to solidify, and huge suppressive force came from all directions, forcibly compressing the Seven Kills Sword inch by inch.
Without physical constraints, Sword Douluo no longer had to worry about physical damage. Using the Seven Kills Sword as a medium, endless sword intent began to boil in the sword.
For a moment, Sword Douluo actually managed to resist Bibi Dong's magical skills.
Feeling that Sword Douluo was showing signs of breaking free, Bibi Dong frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied, and immediately increased the output of Rakshasa's divine power.
"seal up!"
All those below the level of gods are ants, and so are the false gods. They are just the most powerful among the ants.
When Bibi Dong became a little more serious, Sword Douluo's resistance began to decrease greatly. Sword Douluo, who had transformed into the Seven Killing Sword, was slowly dragged into the vortex by the giant purple hand.
"Old guy, don't resist, I won't kill you."
Sword Douluo's voice came from the Seven Kills Sword: "Are you so kind?"
Bibi Dong smiled and said: "Of course I won't be so kind. It's just that I have too many enemies, and I don't want to go looking for them one by one. If I want to spare your life, those guys will naturally come to my door."
Sword Douluo snorted coldly: "Use me as bait? Bibi Dong, let's see if your method is effective."
Suddenly, the sword intention on the Seven Kills Sword quickly restrained itself, completely giving up the fight against the giant purple hand.
"The divine sword comes out, sacrifice your life with one strike!"
The next moment, the Seven Kills Sword was pulled into the whirlpool by the giant purple hand, while Sword Douluo escaped from his golden cicada shell, holding a long sword blooming with white light and heading straight for Bibi's east door.
Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly shrank, she was going to die, and the aura of death immediately enveloped her.
"Damn it!"
With an angry roar, Bibi Dong immediately manifested the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in front of her, and the eight sickle-shaped spider legs behind her quickly stretched forward, trying to block the sudden thrust of Sword Douluo.
"Bibi Dong, this is my final blow, you can't stop it!"
Click, click, click
The eight spider legs behind Bibi Dong shattered one by one, and the divine sword in Sword Douluo's hand pierced the Rakshasa Demon Sickle.
Sparks flew everywhere, and Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and said: "Old man, are you overthinking it? It is also a divine weapon, do you still want to cut off my magic sickle?"
Sword Douluo smiled slightly: "Of course!"
"Breaking Sword Style, Tooru!"
Click——
There was a soft sound, and the divine sword in Sword Douluo's hand suddenly cracked with an obvious crack.
Click——
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe in Bibi Dong's hand instantly shattered.
Ding----
The divine sword pressed against Bibi Dong's eyebrows, but was blocked by the layer of divine Kai on her body.
"Haha, I still have a layer of defense, old guy, you are defeated."
Sword Douluo shook his head: "No, I won."
"Breaking sword style, shock!"
Click——
The tip of the divine sword was shattered, the sword body was full of cracks, and half of the broken sword touched Bibi Dong's eyebrows.
"Want me to die? Dreaming!"
Bibi Dong roared, and the endless Rakshasa power burst out from his body.
"Divine Skill: Rakshasa Dharma Form!"
Purple-red light began to erupt from Bibi Dong's body, and a giant shadow pushed away the broken sword in Sword Douluo's hand and pushed him back.
Sword Douluo gathered his last strength and performed his last move.
"Broken Sword Style, rise again!"
Wow——
The divine sword was completely shattered, and the sword body flew out in all directions, but a transparent light of sword intent extended from the intact hilt.
"Ah, my eyes!!"
"Hey, it's still crooked."
The next moment, Sword Douluo was like a piece of rag, thrown away by the divine power that exploded around Bibi Dong.
"Old guy, I'll let you die!"
Bibi Dong covered her eyes with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and gathered Rakshasa power on her five fingers.
"Divine Skill·Disaster Curse!"
Buzz - A huge formation was formed in mid-air with Sword Douluo's broken body as the center.
The terrifying squeezing force came from all directions, pressing heavily on Sword Douluo's body.
puff--
Blood spurted out, broken bones pierced the body, and Sword Douluo fell from the sky like a pile of rotten flesh.
"Master!"
Heart-rending shouts came, and Shen Jianxin arrived belatedly.
