Chapter 394: Demons dance
Chapter three hundred and ninety fourth group of demons dancing
Kang Shiyuan's remarks are definitely an unprecedented insult to Wu Ling, who is recognized as the strongest of the five souls!
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
"Roar!"
Wu Ling let out a roar like a beast, "Kang Shiyuan, die for me!"
"Five Souls Extinguishing Immortal Sword Art - The Fall of the Immortals!"
Wu Ling did not hold back. When he used the Five Souls Returning to One Secret Tome to increase his strength tenfold, he also used the twelve moves of the Five Souls Destroying Immortal Sword Art—the Fall of the Immortals!
With his feet on the ground, Wolongtai trembled, holding a sword in his right hand, and his body soared into the sky. At the moment when he was suspended at a height of 400 feet, his wrists twirled like lightning. Immediately, a 100-meter-long five-soul sword glow appeared from the void. Out of thin air!
In an instant, there are hundreds of sword beams, forming a sword field with a radius of three hundred feet in the void, with the power of tearing the void, shooting down towards Kang Shiyuan below!
The Five Souls Sword Domain covers the entire Wolongtai, and Kang Shiyuan can't avoid it unless he jumps off the Wolongtai!
"Look, everyone! This is the fall of the immortals in our Five Souls and One Lineage, the strongest unique technique, the Five Souls Extinguishing Immortal Sword Art!"
"Yeah, it's too shocking! It's just a pity that only those with five souls can cultivate!"
"You said that Brother Wu's group of immortals has fallen fiercely, or is Kang Shiyuan's group of demons stronger?"
"Stop talking, look at it!"
At this moment, in the eyes of all the people, Kang Shiyuan suddenly supported the sky with both hands, and suddenly, thousands of flying knives transformed from the power of death, like a huge black lotus flower, suddenly bloomed!
The blossoming petal-like death knives soared into the sky, and each one of them accurately met on the shrouded five-soul sword glow!
"Boom boom-"
Although the flying knives are small, what is shocking is that, with the roar of ten thousand thunders, the flying knives of death, and the five-soul sword lights that are disproportionately smashed together!
"Om - hoo hoo hoo!"
At this time, like the center of the huge black lotus flower, hundreds of flying knives of death intertwined together, like a tornado of death, and Wu Ling was shocked into the sky, strangling and swallowing it away!
And at this moment, after Wu Ling cast the group of immortals, the sword domain formed has collapsed!
The breath of death enveloped his heart, and he never imagined that Kang Shiyuan's strength was more than one step higher than himself!
"Grandson, hurry up!" The Five Soul Taoist roared hoarsely: "Kang Shiyuan, spare my grandson's life, I beg you!"
"Buzz!"
In the void trembling, the death tornado instantly turned into a spherical knife cage with a diameter of three feet, imprisoning Wu Ling in it!
Each flying knife, like the eye of death, stared at Wu Ling, who had already stepped on the flying sword and was about to escape but did not escape. As if at any time, shoot it to death!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Wu Ling was short of breath, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean slid down his terrified cheek!
As the only grandson of the chief of the Five Souls, for the first and only time, he felt that death was by his side!
When the Five Soul Daoist was secretly relieved, Kang Shiyuan's subsequent words made his heart suddenly lift!
"Senior, could it be that you don't know how to ask for help?" Kang Shiyuan had a cruel smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth curved, "What do you mean by begging me? The junior will give you another chance to change your mind. Say it again, otherwise, The junior guarantees that your grandson will surely die."
"Okay, the old man is wrong, the old man is wrong!" The Five Soul Daoist endured the humiliation and said in a hurry: "Please spare my grandson's life, please!"
"Well, since the senior said so, doesn't it seem a little ignorant to the junior to kill your grandson again?" Kang Shiyuan smiled sinisterly, and in a single thought, the hundreds of death powers that imprisoned Wu Ling flew. Knives, shatter one by one!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
"Puchi puff..."
Just when everyone thought that when Kang Shiyuan stopped his hand, the hundreds of flying knives that were collapsing, and there were only a few dozen remaining, suddenly burst into Wu Ling's front body, with dozens of splattered blood. , passed through Wu Ling's back, shoulders, and legs, and dissipated in the air!
"No... my grandson!"
Amidst the cries of the Five Soul Daoist, Wu Ling bleeds from his seven orifices, fell from the flying sword, and fell heavily on the stage, blood gurgling all over his body, extremely miserable!
"Kang Shiyuan, you clearly promised the old man to spare my grandson, why do you still want to kill him!"
The Five Souls Daoist let out a hysterical roar, "You actually go back on your word! You dare to make fun of the old man!"
Anger ravaged the nerves of the Five Soul Daoist, his old face flushed, if the suzerain was not in the seat behind him, otherwise, he would definitely go up and kill Kang Shiyuan!
Hundreds of thousands of disciples from the five souls and one lineage originally wanted to reprimand Kang Shiyuan, but after seeing the scary appearance of the chief elder, they all chose to remain silent!
Facing the roar of the Five Souls Daoist, Kang Shiyuan returned to his weak and uncontrollable appearance as a scholar, and said harmlessly to others: "Senior, in front of the sect master and everyone else, it's not good to slander the junior like this?"
"How can this chief slander you!" The Five Soul Daoist was furious!
"Senior, your original words are, begging the junior to spare his life, but the junior also deliberately avoided his key points, and did not put him to death!" Kang Shiyuan said innocently: "Senior, wait a moment, this junior is here. I will prove it to you."
Saying that, Kang Shiyuan suddenly raised his right foot, "Crack!" With the sound of a clear bone crack, Wu Ling's right arm was broken!
"No..." Wu Ling let out a weak and painful moan.
In addition to the disciples of the Holy Soul, the other disciples of the eighth line, looking at this scene, felt chills down their spines. Unexpectedly, this gentle-looking Kang Shiyuan actually looks like a ruthless devil!
The Holy Soul disciple was not surprised, not even the slightest bit surprised. Because they have seen Kang Shiyuan's really cruel methods, which are a hundred times more vicious than this!
The Five Soul Daoist was stunned for a moment. After realizing that his love was not dead, Kang Shiyuan slowly raised his right foot and suspended it above Wu Ling's head.
This scene scared the Daoist of the Five Souls to the point where they almost lost their souls!
"Senior, think about it again, did you slander the junior just now?" Kang Shiyuan still looked harmless to humans and animals, "If so, what are you going to do?"
"Don't kill him, it's the old man who is not good, it is indeed the old man who slandered you." The Taoist Five Souls looked at Aishun's horrific appearance and shed turbid tears, "I beg you, the old man, please forgive him."
"What did the seniors say, just tell me to ask that it is too outlandish?" After Kang Shiyuan left a sentence, he disappeared in a flash and appeared on the third Wolong platform.
On the No. 3 Wolong Platform, among the eleven powerhouses who have qualified for the second duel, except for Xiang Shengtian and Ke Xinyi from the Holy Soul lineage, the other nine all stared at Kang Shiyuan with solemn expressions!
Secretly thinking, can I resist, Kang Shiyuan's group of demons dances wildly!
At this time, Shen Subing on the Jade Tower looked down at Tan Yun and said, "Now the chief announces that the first and last round of the duel."
"The two sides in the duel, Tan Yun, a disciple of the Dan blood line, and Tai Shan, a disciple of the beast soul line!"
