"Bang!"
Demon Refining Spear struck the golden bowl blocked by Ling Xiao like bloody lightning, making a deafening explosion.
Ling Xiao's feet sank three inches into the ground, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"At least now, I can let you put in more effort!"
Ling Xiao grinned, and the golden bowl suddenly spun out of his hand, drawing a tricky trajectory in the air, and went straight to Long Teng's temple.
Long Teng tilted his head slightly, and the golden bowl flew past his hair, picking up a few strands of broken hair. "
Little trick! "
He sneered, Demon Refining Spear suddenly turned into a thorn, and a little scarlet light condensed on the tip of the spear.
"Blood Demon Break!"
The red light at the tip of the gun suddenly burst out and turned into a blood line as thin as a hair, instantly penetrating Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao groaned, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on his right shoulder, and blood spurted out.
"It's not over yet!"
Long Teng was unyielding, Demon Refining Spear danced like a dragon, and instantly hit Ling Xiao on the waist, sending him flying dozens of feet, breaking three ancient trees before stopping.
In the distance, Gu Sheng saw this scene, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
But he knew he couldn't be distracted at this moment, so he followed Ling Xiao's suggestion and completely let go of control over Taiji Seven Stars Sword.
"If the sword has spirit, please help me."
Gu Sheng whispered softly, his palm gently pressed against the hilt of the sword, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the sword like a trickle.
The strange thing is that this time the spiritual power is no longer blocked, but is greedily absorbed by Taiji Seven Stars Sword like a river flowing into the sea.
"Buzz——"
The sword suddenly let out a clear sword cry, and the seven star marks lit up one after another, emitting an ancient and profound light.
Gu Sheng was surprised to find that something seemed to be awakening inside the sword body, and a long-lasting aura filled the air from the sword.
"Is this. Vessel Spirit?"
Gu Sheng His heart beat faster, and he could feel a faint response from the sword, as if he was talking to some existence through a layer of gauze.
As the spiritual power continued to be injected, Taiji Seven Stars Sword's tremors became more and more violent, and the air around the sword began to twist. Yin Yang Qi spontaneously gathered together, forming a vortex of black and white sword energy at the edge of the sword.
"Not good!"
Long Teng, who was chasing Ling Xiao, suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of Gu Sheng in shock.
He felt a terrifying aura awakening that made his hair tremble. It felt like being stared at by an ancient beast.
"There's something wrong with that sword!"
Long Teng's face changed drastically. He could no longer care about Ling Xiao, and turned around to rush towards Gu Sheng.
"Want to leave?"
Although Ling Xiao was covered in blood, he jumped up from the ruins and hugged Long Teng's right leg.
"Your opponent is me!"
"Get away!"
Long Teng roared, Demon Refining Spear hit Ling Xiao hard on the back, making a dull impact sound.
Ling Xiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, but held on tightly.
"Gu Sheng. Hurry!"
At this moment, the yin and yang energy around Taiji Seven Stars Sword had surged to an eye-popping level. A black and white sword energy shot straight into the sky, extending to nearly a kilometer in length in the blink of an eye, like a giant pillar connecting heaven and earth.
"Did I summon this?"
Gu Sheng looked up at the sky-reaching sword energy and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He could feel that the power contained in this sword energy was far beyond his imagination, and might even be beyond his control.
Long Teng Seeing this scene, fear finally appeared in his eyes.
The destructive aura emanating from the thousand-meter sword energy made him, a core disciple of the Holy Land in the Taichu Realm, feel palpitations.
"Damn it!"
Long Teng kicked Ling Xiao away, no longer caring about face, turned around and ran away.
He didn't even care about Wang Yuchen and Liang Yu who were watching from a distance. He just wanted to escape from the attack range of this terrifying sword energy as soon as possible.
"Want to run?"
Gu Sheng gritted his teeth, holding on to his overstretched body, holding Taiji Seven Stars Sword with both hands, and slowly swung it down in the direction of Long Teng's escape.
"Wuji. Sword energy! Cut!"
Following this low shout, the kilometer-long black and white sword energy slashed down like a pillar of heaven falling.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving a long-lasting black and white trace.
Gu Sheng felt that the last spiritual energy in his body was drained by Taiji Seven Stars Sword. His vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness.
At the last moment before he passed out, what he saw was the sword energy that destroyed the world and roared towards Long Teng
Long Teng felt the breath of death coming from behind and knew it was too late to escape.
He turned around suddenly, Demon Refining Spear was lying on his chest, and all his spiritual power was poured into the gun without any reservation.
"Blood Demon True Body!"
Demon Refining Spear burst out with dazzling blood light, forming a thick bloody barrier in front of Long Teng. At the same time, the gun body expanded several times, turning into a three-foot-long giant spear to meet the falling sword energy.
"Boom——!!!"
The moment the black and white sword energy collided with the bloody giant gun, the world fell silent, and then a deafening roar broke out.
Slight cracks appeared in the space at the center of the collision, and violent energy shock waves swept across several miles, plowing the ground into a terrifying ravine that was ten feet deep and nearly a hundred feet wide.
The blood-colored barrier only lasted for less than a breath before it suddenly shattered. Demon Refining Spear let out an overwhelmed cry, and numerous cracks appeared on the gun.
Long Teng stared wide-eyed, watching helplessly as the destructive sword energy penetrated all defenses and struck towards him.
"No-!!"
The screams stopped abruptly, and the black and white sword energy passed by Long Teng without any hindrance, slashing into the distance with unabated force, flattening a small hill before slowly dissipating.
The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and Ling Xiao dragged his scarred body to the edge of the terrifying ravine.
When he saw the scene at the bottom of the ravine clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly——
Long Teng's body is neatly divided into two halves, the cut is as smooth as a mirror, and even Demon Refining Spear is also divided into two halves.
This Tai Chu Realm core disciple of the Holy Land maintained a horrified expression until his death, as if he could not believe that he would die like this.
"One sword. Dismember Tai Chu Realm."
Ling Xiao's throat was dry, and he turned his head to look at the unconscious Gu Sheng in the distance, and then looked at the Taiji Seven Stars Sword lying quietly on the ground, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
Ling Xiao's pupils shrank violently, and the sight in front of him made his breathing stop.
Long Teng's body was split into two pieces. The cut was as smooth as if it had been cut off instantly by the sharpest blade. The blood formed a strange seven-star pattern on the ground. Gu Sheng fell on the edge of a pool of blood, his face pale.
"This is what it is."
Ling Xiao's voice was stuck in his throat, and his fingers trembled unconsciously.
"Where is senior brother Long Teng? How is he?"
Wang Yuchen stumbled over, his voice trembling.
Liang Yu followed closely behind, his face uglier than a dead person.
Ling Xiao suddenly let out a sneer. The laughter was like an ice pick in the cold winter, stinging both of them with chills.
He waved his right hand, and his spiritual power turned into an invisible hand, grabbing Long Teng's severed arm in front of him.
"See for yourselves!"
Ling Xiao raised the severed arm to Wang Yuchen's eyes with a ferocious smile.
"Ah——!"
Wang Yuchen's eyes bulged, a scream that didn't sound like a human voice came out of his throat, and then he rolled his eyes and fell straight down.
Liang Yu's legs softened and he fell to his knees.
His mind went blank, and he could only see that the broken arm was still wearing the Long Teng storage ring that never left his body, and the enemy's flesh that he had captured during the battle was still between his fingernails.
"No, it's impossible."
Liang Yu shook his head mechanically until Ling Xiao's figure enveloped him.
"Now you know you're afraid?"
Ling Xiao's voice is like the ice of Jiuyou.
"Why didn't you feel scared when you betrayed us?"
Snap!
A slap in the face sent Liang Yu flying out.
He spun in the air, blood and broken teeth spurted out from his mouth, and flew more than a hundred meters before falling heavily to the ground, and rolled a dozen times before stopping.
"Have mercy on me!"
Liang Yu struggled to get up and knelt down with blood on his face to beg for mercy.
"Ling Xiao Senior Brother, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"
Ling Xiao took one step and appeared in front of Liang Yu in an instant. He stepped hard on his face with his right foot and crushed his head into the dirt.
"Ungrateful bitch!"
Ling Xiao pressed his feet hard, and Liang Yu's facial bones made an overwhelmed clicking sound.
"Gu Sheng treats you like a brother, but you stabbed me in the back at the critical moment!"
Liang Yu's pleas for mercy turned into inarticulate sobs, and blood gurgled from Ling Xiao's feet.
At the same time, Gu Sheng's fingers moved slightly.
He felt as if all his strength had been drained from him, and every muscle in his body ached unbearably. What's even more frightening is that the Dantian is completely empty, not even spiritual power is left.
"Taiji Seven Stars Sword is so domineering"
Gu Sheng secretly thought in his heart, resisting the dizziness and started running "Nine Dragon Qiankun Art".
As his mind circulated, the spiritual energy around him began to gather towards him.
What started out as a trickle soon turned into a roaring river.
Gu Sheng's pale face gradually returned to color, and the dry meridians in his body were refilled with spiritual power.
"Huh——"
Gu Sheng He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the numbness subsided.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw Ling Xiao torturing Liang Yu.
"Ling Xiao."
Gu Sheng's voice is still a little weak, but it has regained its former composure.
"Where is Long Teng?"
Ling Xiao's body trembled, and he turned his head to look at Gu Sheng, with a complicated look in his eyes.
He silently pointed to the pile of broken limbs not far away.
Gu Sheng's pupils shrank, and he released his mind and swept over the pile of flesh and blood.
Although he was mentally prepared, his heart still beat hard when he confirmed that it was indeed the body of Long Teng.
"Seven Swords to Dismember the Corpse. Such domineering martial arts"
Gu Sheng looked down at his hands, recalling the feeling when he used Taiji Seven Stars Sword just now.
The powerful feeling of controlling everything was intoxicating, but the price was also extremely terrible - not only did it drain his spiritual power, but it almost backfired on himself.
"It must be restored as soon as possible."
Gu Sheng No longer think too much, just use your mental power with all your strength. Nine Dragon Qiankun Art is indeed a top-notch technique. In just half a quarter of an hour, the spiritual power in his body has been restored by 30%.
Gu Sheng stood up and walked towards Ling Xiao.
With every step he took, his momentum became stronger, and by the time he came to Ling Xiao, he had regained his former majesty.
"Get rid of them and let's get out of here."
Gu Sheng's voice has no emotion at all.
Ling Xiao pressed his feet hard, and Liang Yu screamed like a slaughtered pig.
"Gu Sheng! Gu Sheng have mercy on me! I was confused for a moment and was deceived by Ancestor Lishan!"
Liang Yu struggled desperately to crawl to Gu Sheng's feet, his face covered with snot and tears.
"For the sake of the fact that we have been in the same school for many years, please spare my life! I am willing to be a cow or a horse."
Gu Sheng looked at him indifferently, and suddenly kicked Liang Yu away.
"Betraitors do not deserve mercy."
Liang Yu's face was ashen, and he lay limply on the ground motionless, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
"Senior brother, what should we do with those cultivators who practice Evil Cultivation Technique?"
Ling Xiao pointed at dozens of people shivering in the distance.
They were originally Ancestor Lishan's subordinates, but now they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Gu Sheng glanced at the crowd and suddenly frowned.
"Where is Ancestor Lishan?"
Ling Xiao was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly let go of his spiritual search.
After a moment, his expression became extremely ugly.
"No! That old guy ran away!"
The two rushed to where Ancestor Lishan was originally, and saw only a black robe on the ground with strange spells painted in blood.
"Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell Technique!"
Gu Sheng gritted his teeth and said.
"This old fox has been prepared!"
Ling Xiao angrily stepped on his robe into the soil.
"Damn it! Let him escape and there will be endless trouble!"
Gu Sheng squinted his eyes and looked into the dark passage deep in the ancient city.
Ancestor Lishan is not only powerful, but also proficient in all kinds of evil ways. Letting him escape this time is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain.
Ling Xiao stared at the cyan robe hanging on the wooden stick, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The clothes were windless and automatic, exuding Ancestor Lishan's unique cold aura, as if laughing at their miscalculation.
"What a Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell!"
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and punched the stone pillar beside him, causing gravel to fly.
Gu Sheng glanced coldly at the abandoned Lishan disciples, with expressions of disbelief still on their faces.
"Your master ran away a long time ago, leaving you as scapegoats."
"Impossible! Ancestor will not abandon us!"
A disciple with tattoos on his face roared, but there was panic in his eyes.
Ling Xiao sneered.
"Then how do you explain this robe? The old dog of Alexandria used a secret method to attach his breath to it, tricking us into thinking he is still here."
Gu Sheng stopped talking nonsense, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared. "
Kill! "
The sword's light was like a rainbow, and it instantly cut off the heads of the three disciples.
Not to be outdone, Ling Xiao flipped his palms and turned his spiritual power into wind blades that filled the sky, twisting the remaining people into blood mist.
"Ah! Ancestor, help me—" the scream of the last disciple stopped abruptly, and Ling Xiao smashed the Tianling Cap to pieces with his palm.
The battle ended quickly.
Gu Sheng shook off the blood beads on the sword and looked towards the south. "
Let's go to Zixia Holy Land. "
After the two left, the ruins of the ancient city returned to silence. Only the blue robe was still fluttering in the wind, like a flag of shame.
Long Teng's body lay quietly on the sand, roasted by the hot desert sun.
Suddenly, a strange blue light glowed in his severed arm, and the flesh and blood melted away, revealing white bones. The sapphire blue light grew stronger and stronger, and finally turned into an aurora rising into the sky.
"Gu Sheng."
There were weak soul fluctuations in the aurora, full of malice. "
I will never let you go even if I die."
The aurora streaked across the sky, speeding towards Qinghe Holy Land. Birds along the way were instantly burned upon contact, leaving a trail of ashes in the air.
"There's water ahead."
Ling Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and pointed at the silver light flashing in the distance.