The bloody heavy sword in his hand trembled violently, the blood flowing on the sword surged crazily, and the fierce sword energy soared into the sky with the violent sword energy.
As he exerted force with both arms, he thrust the sword forward with all his strength. Within the sword area, bursts of heart-rending and scalp-numbing howls of ghosts and wolves were heard, and the resentments of countless dead souls echoed everywhere!
Skeletons stained with dark red blood emerged from the churning evil aura, with empty eye sockets and waving bone claws. They were densely packed and rushed toward Su Jian. Every skeleton was wrapped with a bone-chilling killing power!
Facing this ferocious blow, even Su Jian frowned tightly.
In his heart, he still looked down on the evil swordsmanship of the Blood Sword Pavilion, but he had to admit that the destructive power of this move was really terrifying.
A cold and biting locking feeling clung to Su Jian's whole body, as if there were endless evil spirits staring at every inch of his flesh and blood, the cold air penetrated along the pores and into the seams of the bones, and the sweat and hair on his body stood upside down!
Even at this moment of life and death confrontation, Su Jian still did not use his own sword.
Still holding his fingers together to form a sword, Divine Power surged wildly inside his body, and countless silver-white sword lights suddenly erupted.
It looked scattered and disorderly, but every ray of sword light accurately contained the power of killing, and it rushed forward overwhelmingly.
Two completely different forces, one white and one red, collided hard!
The roaring sound caused the entire square to tremble violently. The two sword lights tore and annihilated wildly, and the shock wave generated by the explosion rolled outwards in circles.
The hard and thick bluestone floor of the square was cut like soft tofu by the sword energy. The ground was filled with criss-crossing ferocious ravines, with gravel and soil flying everywhere.
The high walls of the surrounding palaces were cracked with deep cracks by the escaped sword energy, beams and columns were broken, tiles and gravel fell down, and smoke and dust were flying all over the sky.
A large number of low-level monks who had no time to run far were unfortunately involved in the battlefield between two Late God Emperor Stage powerful men.
Even if Su Jian and his senior brother did not deliberately target them at all, just the aftermath of the battle was enough to tear their bodies apart, screams rang out one after another, and people kept falling to the ground and dying.
Late God Emperor Stage's duel is beyond the reach of low-level monks.
In just a few breaths, the battle was decided.
Su Jian shot out a sky full of silver-white sword light, tearing apart the sky full of bones and blood-colored sword power.
Then it turned into a violent and raging storm of swords, turned its edge, and with overwhelming force, it rushed straight at Senior Brother Blood Sword Pavilion and killed him fiercely!
"What?!"
Blood Sword Pavilion Senior Brother's pupils suddenly shrank, his whole body felt numb, and a chill from the depths of his soul ran down his spine to the top of his head.
The moment the majestic Sword Intent rolled over him, real fear gripped his mind.
He clearly sensed that this level of Sword Intent had long been far superior to the swordsmanship he had practiced hard all his life.
This is simply not a force he is qualified to contend with head-on!
Not only was his cultivation and combat prowess significantly lower, but in terms of his character and will, he was even left far behind by Su Jian.
Once he realized that he couldn't beat him at all, the strength in his heart instantly shattered. His legs fell back uncontrollably, and the gravel beneath his feet was kicked up and rolled around.
At this moment, he was panicking inside, and his arms were extremely heavy. It seemed that even the strength to hold the bloody sword in his hand and lift it to fight was about to be drained away by this Sword Intent.
The shadow of death hung firmly over his head.
But under the stimulation of the crisis of approaching death, the survival instinct still overcame despair. He gritted his teeth, poured Divine Power all over his body into the weapon desperately, and hurriedly raised the bloody sword high above his head, trying to withstand the blow.
"Ding--!!"
There was a metallic explosion that was so harsh that it hurt the eardrums.
Su Jian The violent sword light that swept over hit the Blood Sword hard, and a terrifying force like a landslide was violently transmitted along the sword.
The eldest brother's entire arm went numb in an instant, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood flowed down the seam of his palm.
The bloody long sword that had been with him for many years was immediately shaken by the huge impact and flew out of his hand. With a "clang", it flew far away and hit the pile of rocks.
Without the sword in his hand, he had lost most of his support and no longer had any decent means of defense.
The overwhelming silver-white sword light didn't pause for a moment, and all of it poured down on his body with a roar.
The sharp sword force cut and tore his flesh crazily. In an instant, dense and intertwined bloodstains exploded all over his body. His skin and flesh were turned outwards, and blood poured out crazily along the wounds.
Blood Sword Pavilion Senior Brother stood frozen on the spot, with a frightened look on his face that had no time to fade away. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't even scream in full.
In just a moment, countless wounds were torn apart at the same time, and hot blood spurted out everywhere like a fountain. His whole body could no longer hold on, and exploded directly, breaking into a large piece of flesh and blood, and rain of blood splashed all over the ground.
With one sword, he directly killed senior brother Blood Sword Pavilion!
Su Jian stood steadily in the center of the messy battlefield, his fingers still pointing like swords, and a faint stream of sword energy lingered around his body.
After two or three breaths, he slowly retracted his arm, and the fierce murderous aura in his body gradually subsided.
Those low-level monks who were lucky enough to survive had already tried their best to hide in the far corners of the square, huddled behind broken walls and rocks, not daring to breathe.
When they saw with their own eyes the scene where Su Jian really killed senior brother Blood Sword Pavilion, everyone froze on the spot, their mouths opened wide, and they were completely shocked and couldn't make a sound.
In their perception, Senior Brother Blood Sword Pavilion is a high-ranking and almost invincible big shot.
For a strong man of this level to take the lives of these sacrifices, it was just a matter of casual words.
From the moment they were captured in the Blood Sword Pavilion, they knew for a long time that their lives were completely out of their hands and they would become victims on the altar sooner or later.
But what happened in front of them completely overturned their understanding. This young man who suddenly appeared suddenly made a sudden change and actually killed Senior Brother Blood Sword Pavilion!
The senior brother died, and there was an earth-shattering fight in the square, which quickly alerted the real senior officials of the Blood Sword Pavilion.
At the beginning, the upper management only thought that the troubles caused by sacrifices in the square were just minor troubles. They didn't take it to heart at all and didn't bother to come and take care of it.
But now, the eldest brother that the sect had high hopes for has been directly killed. How can this be considered a trivial matter!
"Young man, how dare you let me, Blood Sword Pavilion, run wild?!"
A thick and rough roar exploded, the sound shook the entire sky, and the clouds were shaken and turbulent slightly.
A middle-aged man with a strong blood-evil aura ripped through the sky and came through the sky. Before he could even land on the ground, he raised his hand and threw out a dazzling bloody light ball, with a roaring sound of breaking through the air, and shot straight towards Su Jian!
Su Jian's feet swayed, his figure drifted sideways like catkins, and he easily dodged the sneak attack.
The moment he left the spot, the terrifyingly powerful bloody light hit the spot where Su Jian had just been standing.
Boom!!
There was a loud explosion, earth and rocks flew all over the sky, a huge, wide and deep hole was directly blasted into the ground, and smoke and dust rose billowingly.
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and in the center of the pit stood a blood-red sword. The sword was still buzzing and trembling, and the strange blood light kept flowing.
The extremely violent Blood Baleful Sword Qi is rolling over this bloody sword, and the scarlet evil Qi is surging and boiling like a living creature.
A steady stream of bloody mist surged from the gaps in the sword body, quickly covering the entire huge pit.
Blindingly red and fierce!
In just a short moment, the entire hole will be filled.
Looking from a distance, the entire huge pit seems to have turned into a gloomy, lifeless, deep pool of blood.
Just the pervasive evil spirit makes the surrounding air become cold and thick, making people's breathing feel stuffy.
"I'll sacrifice you to the sword!"
The middle-aged man at the edge of the pit had a fierce look in his eyes, a fierce and fierce expression on his face, and the murderous intention in his heart was completely rising.
His thoughts suddenly moved!
The blood sword deeply embedded in the gravel and soil at the bottom of the pit trembled violently for an instant.
The blood light wrapped around the sword suddenly exploded several times, with a harsh roar that tore the air, it broke free from the restraints of the ground, and flew out through the air!
Immediately following the blood sword, what swept over was the overwhelming, extremely thick Blood Baleful Sword Qi!
The scarlet sword energy wrapped around the sword body in layers, turning into a ferocious stream of blood. With the terrifying power of crushing everything, it stabbed straight at Su Jian, and the air was torn by the sword's edge with a harsh explosion!
Su Jian's eyes narrowed, and he instantly captured the terrifying power of this sword. He didn't feel any contempt in his heart, and his expression instantly became serious.
He held the five fingers of his right hand empty, and with a flash of light in his palm, a long sword with a simple style and no fancy appearance instantly appeared in his palm.
At this moment, he didn't even take out the sword. He turned his wrist and held the ancient sword firmly in front of him. His movements were as steady as a rock and unhurried.
"Bang!"
The bloody long sword, carrying violent evil energy, hit the ancient sword hard!
The terrifying impact exploded layers of air waves, and rubble and dust flew around, but Su Jian's figure remained motionless, steadily blocking this fatal blow accurately.
Taking advantage of the stalemate moment when the weapons collided, Su Jian's wrist suddenly exerted force!
There was a clear sword cry, the ancient sword was instantly unsheathed, and a bright sword light suddenly appeared!
Taking advantage of the moment when the middle-aged man's old strength had just been discharged and new strength had not yet emerged, and before he had time to react, Su Jian swept his wrist and struck the opponent's blood sword with a sword!
"Clang--!!"
A deafening metal bang exploded, and a harsh trembling sound swept everywhere!
I saw that the bloody sword soaked in countless blood and full of evil energy was broken directly from the middle under this head-on strike!
The broken blood sword fell heavily to the ground with the remaining bloody evil energy, splashing rubble and blood mist all over the ground.
"What?!"
The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face, which was originally fierce and full of cruelty, was instantly filled with extreme disbelief, and his expression completely froze.
His blood sword was hard-won. He spent thousands of years of hard work, slaughtered countless monks with his own hands, absorbed the essence and blood of countless living creatures, and polished it little by little. It has killed countless people and is fierce and powerful. It is the weapon he relies on most!
There are almost no opponents at the same level!
But now, he was actually cut off by the young boy in front of him with a simple sword?
He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the long sword in Su Jian's hand, feeling a huge wave in his heart.
This sword looks ordinary and extremely simple, with no gorgeous lines or any aura on the blade.
The hilt of the sword was even wrapped with a layer of old, rough hemp rope and looked badly worn.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a tattered ordinary weapon that can be seen everywhere, and it doesn't have the slightest air of a divine weapon.
But it happened to be this worn-out long sword. The blade was bright and clear, clean and not stained by any dust. The faint cold light flowing on the sword seemed restrained, but it was extremely sharp.
Just by glancing at him, the middle-aged man could feel the hairs on his body standing on end and his mind trembling violently.
It was as if the meridians, skin and flesh all over his body were tightly locked by countless invisible swords. In the next second, he would be pierced by thousands of swords and blades. A bone-chilling sense of crisis gripped his mind.
"Your sword..."
The middle-aged man's Adam's apple rolled, his face was full of shock, and his voice was trembling.
He could clearly sense that this seemingly ordinary long sword was extremely extraordinary.
The sword body contains the upright and Haoran ultimate sword power, which is upright, fierce, pure and pure!
And their Blood Sword Pavilion Yinsha swordsmanship, which is violent, bloodthirsty and murderous, are completely two extremes!
But he had just begun to speak, and there was no time to finish!
Su Jian's eyes suddenly became completely cold, and the last trace of waves in his eyes completely faded away, leaving only a bone-chilling killing intent.
Holding a simple long sword in his hand, he stepped forward in a flash, and his figure instantly transformed into an extremely neat light-colored stream of light!
The speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit of the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it covered a distance of tens of meters and appeared directly in front of the middle-aged man!
"Ugh!"
The sound of breaking through the sky was short and sharp, incredibly fast!
The speed of Su Jian's sword was far faster than Benlei's lightning. The blade of the sword was wrapped in biting cold, as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years.
A flash of bright sword light flashed past, accurately passing through the middle-aged man's throat!
The crisis of life and death instantly enveloped the whole body!
The middle-aged man's hair is bursting all over his body, his scalp is numb, and warning signs are blaring in his heart!
The force of this sword was too overbearing and too fast, like a mountain torrent bursting its banks or overturning the Tianhe River. It suppressed his blood and stagnated his blood, and tightened his meridians. It was more terrifying than any offensive attack he had ever seen in his life!
He didn't dare hesitate for a moment, and his body suddenly retreated violently. He stepped on the ground with both feet, and retreated quickly, retreating hundreds of steps in one breath!
The moment he stood firm, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was secretly glad that he reacted quickly enough, dodged in time, and luckily avoided this fatal sword.
But he just raised his head slightly, moved his lips slightly, and just uttered one word--
"You..."
The words suddenly got stuck in my throat!
He can no longer make any sound!