Chapter 892 Three Knives!

Looking at Chu Xun's current state, Sha Xiong, the owner of Wanjie Tower, was also very indifferent and murmured: "Three swords are more than enough. I can also get the balance of the bounty!"

"Master of the Ten Thousand Realms Tower...!" Chu Xun finally remembered where he had seen this name. There was once a killer organization that was popular in the Taihang Dao domain, which was the Ten Thousand Realms Tower. It was destroyed for 180,000 years, but now Only then did he realize how terrifying this organization was, a realm where he could quietly step into the opponent's territory.

Even when he reached the depths of the domain, he didn't notice anything was wrong. Even when the assassination came, his spirit didn't give any warning. If the Feng family's elder had half of this level of assassination, he would have died countless times.

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"The first knife!"

The owner of Wanjie Tower, Shaxiong, has a cold look in his eyes. His sword is his best weapon. If others regard him as an assassin and underestimate the way of the sword, they will pay the price. Just like when the sword was cut down, the light of the sword flashed, and a terrifying... The scene, it was the souls of the seven realms who fell under the sword one by one in the past, which brought a terrible psychological impact.

So many people from the Seven Realms died in his hands, can I stop them?

"cut!"

However, Chu Xun was extremely determined. He dragged his remaining body and roared, then suddenly swung out a sword, which was the prototype of the ninth style. A round of extremely terrifying sword light swept across, while the owner of Wanjie Tower looked indifferently. The power of a sword is only the peak power of the Seventh Realm. Besides, it doesn't seem scary after you have seen it before. You already have a way to deal with it!

"puff!"

Cut it off with one sword, and calmly defeat the weakness of this sword. The reason why it is said to be a prototype is that this style is not perfect. It looks scary in the eyes of the late Seventh Realm and the peak, but in the perfect Seventh Realm, there are many flaws, terrifying The sword intention was disintegrated, and the remaining sword intention bearers had already been slashed on their bodies by impacting their souls.

Blah blah blah~!

The blood rain was majestic.

Many nearby star fields were alarmed. When they looked from a distance, they saw that huge figure that was even bigger than a star field. It stood erect with a Dharma form. Just one sole of its foot was comparable to the gathering of countless cities. But now it was blocked by The blood from the injury was flowing, as thick as a river of stars, which was shocking.

"Hehe, you killed well, you killed well, you deserved it for defrauding me of millions of Taoist temple points!" Mu Shang, an old man in red robe who was in the Demon Palace, jumped up happily, watching the sword strike on his body and almost destroying the huge Taoist temple. The living body was cut into two sections. If it were really cut in half and died, it would be really dead.

"Second knife!"

The knife that kills Xiong is very fast. When the first knife has just come, the second knife has been drawn out. Compared with the first knife, this knife is even faster. It is extremely fast and extremely sharp. It is a pure killing. It is specially targeted at For those opponents who have no resistance, this sword will tear them apart like tissue paper, no matter how thick-skinned or thick-skinned the opponent is.

"Confucianism!"

"Array Dao!"

"The way of life!"

At this moment, Chu Xun, who was confused and sinking, used several other methods. First, he used Confucianism and Taoism to get rid of his muddled mental state and stay the most awake. Then, a huge golden formation stretched out from his body. Qian, Kun, Kan, Li...shine with dazzling golden light.

Turning into golden pillars of light rising into the sky, the Bagua Formation is running in reverse to increase its power to the extreme, but it is also very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will often encounter backlash, but there is no need to worry now, I just hope that this formation can block it. One breath!

"Pfft~!"

But he is still too naive. Countless sparks are splashing and cannot stop the extremely fast sword light, and the way of life is also frantically sucking in the energy between heaven and earth to nourish this weak body. Regardless of how seriously injured he is, He could recover roughly even if he took more than ten breaths, but how could the other party give him such time?

"Boom~!"

The body, healed by the energy absorbed by the Tao of Life, was destroyed by the second sword light in the blink of an eye, and the injuries on the body became more serious, with blood spilling like a waterfall.

"Not dead!" Sha Xiong, the owner of Wanjie Tower, expressed surprise, but it was not surprising that he had three chances to use the sword. It would be best if he was killed with the first two swords. If he could not be killed, there would be a third sword. This is not ordinary. His sword skills are his best, and he can't use them easily. He said, "It's an advantage for you!"

Tsk~!

The third knife was drawn out.

A slight trembling sound came from the void. This was not as simple as cutting the void, but directly cutting out a large black crack. The terror that filled the air was that a strong person at the peak of the Seventh Realm would die if he touched it. This was already touching part of the Eighth Realm. The power of a monk's ordinary blow.

"This sword!" The master of the Demon Palace was suddenly startled and looked at the third sword with a gasp. Although the power of the sword did not have the strength of the Eighth Realm, it was infinitely close. He exclaimed: "Shaxiong is out of ten." What have you gained in 80,000 years? With this kind of power, even without assassination, you can rank among the top three in the Seven Realms of Dao Domain just by fighting head-on!"

"Death!"

"Can't survive!"

"This knife!"

"too scary!"

Everyone in the Dao Domain was amazed. Even those who had been famous for a long time at the top of the Seventh Realm felt that they would definitely die under this sword. In the past, Shaxiong was only famous for assassinations, but now he has reached the peak of both assassinations and head-on fighting. , can be called a king in the field of Seven Realms.

"Are you going to die...?" Chu Xun's consciousness was particularly clear under the blessing of Confucianism and Taoism. His body was covered with bruises. The minor scars healed quickly under the Avenue of Life, but the two major wounds tore half of his body apart. , but it couldn't be healed, and the knife was poisonous, destroying the wound and torturing his consciousness and soul. Fortunately, Confucianism and Taoism temporarily shielded him from these.

Faced with the blade light that could tear through the depths of the dark void, he was reminded of his death, but he was unwilling to accept it. Even if his clone could survive and be reshaped, his biggest secret would be exposed if his original body died. The next time he faced the enemy, he would be killed, and there would be no chance of escape.

Besides... he wanted to live.

"Sword Style of Misty Rain!"

"Ninth Style!"

"Flower of Life!"

"Blue Lotus Sword Intention!"

...

One move after another, these were the strongest means before he could comprehend the prototype of the tenth style, but now they were hysterically exploding, countless moves merged together, turning into an extremely huge blue lotus, and the incomplete formation was also being restored, providing greater power for this blooming blue lotus.

"Kill!"

Chu Xun roared.

Hysterical.

Exhausting everything, ending everything, erupting in desperation... The moment the huge blooming green lotus touched the dark blade, the lotus leaves withered one by one, unable to block, unable to stop, the sword of Shaxiong was too strong.

Chu Xun stood there, covered in blood, with his arms drooping naturally. He had exhausted everything and erupted with strength beyond the past. He even felt that this move had a chance to be comparable to the complete tenth move. If he still couldn't stop, he would have to die.

In the center of the blooming green lotus in desperation, there was a swaying light struggling to resist the embers of the sword.