Martial Soul Secret Method! Soul Transference Curse!
Lin Bai watched as Li Buzheng shouldered the Myriad Souls Battle Banner, took one step out of Ten Thousand Bones City, and walked into the boundless army of bone spirits beyond the city.
The Golden Bone Spirit's eyes flashed, and a mocking smile tugged at the corner of its mouth. "You're coming for me?"
Li Buzheng knew full well that, relying on the strength of the martial artists within Ten Thousand Bones City, holding out for the time it took an incense stick to burn would be extremely difficult. But if he killed this Golden Bone Spirit, perhaps Ten Thousand Bones City could hold on a little longer.
With the Myriad Souls Battle Banner in hand, black smoke coiled around Li Buzheng's body. His eyes were terrifying and his expression savage, making him look like an unrivaled demon god returned from hell—impossible to look at directly!
At that moment, Li Buzheng flicked his hand, and an unparalleled sharp sword appeared in his grasp.
With one furious slash, a sword strike that cleaved the primordial darkness surged toward the Golden Bone Spirit before him.
"Buddha's Wrath!"
The furious slash swept through the air, and every bone spirit in its path was crushed into flying ash.
This was the strongest sword Li Buzheng possessed. The Dragon Slayer Swordplay Lin Duo had left behind—whether passed down to Kunxu or Lan Ling—contained only the first eight moves.
As for the true ninth move of the Dragon Slayer Swordplay, Lin Duo had not passed it on.
Lin Duo had claimed at the time that if Kunxu's disciples could master the first eight moves and fuse them into one, that would be enough to dominate the world. Thus, he had not left behind the ninth move.
Lin Duo had