Chapter 1426 Destiny Sword
"Sword of Destiny!"
"The peerless magic weapon that ranks ninth on the list of artifacts."
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"Wow!"
A very sharp and sharp aura filled the sky, setting off a shocking brilliance.
The silver-blue Shenghui erupted with the light of the stars, and everyone's eyes trembled for it, fixedly staring at the beam of light pulled out from the mysterious rune pattern by Mang Yuantu.
"bass……"
The palpitating and terrifying vibrato rang out, and everyone on the list-level geniuses and sects completely shrank their pupils, showing horror on their faces.
The brilliant light then subsided, and a long sword like crystal blue glass suddenly appeared in Mang Yuantu's hand.
The sword body is more than three feet long, and the whole body is glowing with blue ripples like essence. If you look closely, there are wisps of dark gray aura faintly swaying up and down the sword body.
In an instant, the world was dark and the situation changed.
The sun, the moon and the stars seem to be overshadowed by it.
The demeanor of all things is completely concealed by the sharpness of that divine sword.
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"You are the first person who can make me take out the 'Sword of Destiny'."
Mang Yuantu held the divine sword, his aura was overwhelming, his cold and playful eyes were like two beams of sword light, trying to pierce Chu Hen.
Chu Hen narrowed his eyes slightly, and also showed a sneering smile.
"So, should I be grateful to you?"
"Hmph, arrogance!"
"bass……"
Mang Yuantu turned his wrist, and the divine sword in his palm burst into dazzling light.
Then he dragged a huge sword force and rushed towards Chu Hen.
"Your arrogance ends here..."
Raising his hand with a sword, a slanted sword arc traverses the sky. Wherever it goes, it is like a nebula light shuttle sweeping away, showing the momentum of opening up the sky.
Chu Hen's face was slightly gloomy, and the rapidly beating purple arcs in his palm immediately gathered into a beam of aurora.
"Heavenly Blade..."
Martial arts with extremely penetrating lethality are at your fingertips.
"Ku Chi!"
The sharp thunder roared, and the extremely sharp purple light beam was like a powerful ray, facing the incoming sword arc head-on.
"boom……"
Two beams of light, one blue and one purple, collided and merged in the void, and suddenly the light exploded. Chu Hen felt his arm tremble suddenly, and saw that the solid purple light beam released by it was crushed back by the majestic sword arc all the way.
The mighty pressure of the sword continuously shattered the impact of the purple light beam.
Chu Hen was slightly startled, and immediately a stronger power of lightning burst out of his body.
"Kangdang..."
The purple lightning beam released from the palm instantly turned into a sharp wide blade, just like the spectacular scene of a hurricane cutting thunder. The oblique arc of the sword was cut off by the electric blade less than five meters away from Chu Hen.
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"Not bad, but you blocked you."
A mocking voice came into his ears.
Chu Hen's pupils shrank slightly, and a majestic sword force enveloped the sky. In the dazzling light, Mang Yuantu hung his sword high above the sky.
"However, it seems to be my turn..."
"call out!"
With a cold light piercing the sky, Mang Yuantu's figure seemed to overlap with the sun behind the clouds, and his backhand pulled out a beam of sword light upwards, and the sword shadow piercing the sky quickly split the air and dust in front of him, Rolling up a biting killing spirit, he slashed towards Chu Hen.
"bass!"
The resonant sword chant was like the howling of the wind.
The majestic sword light descended with the power of breaking the sky, Chu Hen quickly retreated, and the purple electricity surrounding him merged into a net.
"Kangdang..."
However, in the next moment, accompanied by the thunder and lightning being cut off, the sharp blue sword light was directly embedded in the purple grid.
Layers of lightning arcs and lightning lights were neatly cut off, and the terrifying sword energy quickly cut towards Chu Hen's body.
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"What a strong sword energy!"
"The power of the thunder and lightning is completely unstoppable."
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Everyone's eyes widened.
In a hurry, Chu Hen repeatedly retreated to avoid the sharp edge, but was still touched by a sword glow on his chest.
"hiss……"
Together with the clothes that were cut with a slit,
The sharp pain spreads.
Fluttering blood splashed out from the front of his body, and a long and narrow bloodstain immediately extended from Chu Hen's body.
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"Chu Hen?" Everyone in Wu Zong's face changed.
Many geniuses from other sects and sects, as well as the great saint clans, were also moved by it.
Is this the power of the "Sword of Destiny"?
There is simply no way to compete with it.
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Feeling the bursts of burning pain from the wound, Chu Hen frowned slightly, and his eyes sparkled with coldness.
Immediately afterwards, a rapid and sharp sword light swept over.
Mang Yuantu, who was approaching him, swung out his long sword and directly grabbed Chu Hen's throat.
"You are proud enough to die under the Sword of Destiny."
"Hmph, I'm not ready to die yet..."
Chu Hen snorted coldly, and while avoiding sideways, he raised his hand and slapped the back of the opponent's sword.
"boom……"
A dull explosion swayed in the void, and at the same time as the Destiny Sword was shaken away, Chu Hen was also pushed back by a turbulent dark impact.
"This is..." Chu Hen's complexion changed slightly, and a little surprise welled up in his heart.
"how?"
Mang Yuantu smiled coldly, and raised his sword again to attack.
Chu Hen immediately stabilized his mind and turned to fight.
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As soon as the Destiny Sword came out, it could be said to have robbed thousands of rays of light.
Chu Hen, who fought with bare hands, was obviously at a disadvantage.
The situation was instantly suppressed.
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"No, Junior Brother Chu Hen is at a disadvantage."
On Wu Zong's side, everyone couldn't help showing a little panic.
Soon, after just over a dozen rounds, Chu Hen's disadvantage became more obvious.
In the beginning, they were able to find opportunities to counterattack while defending, but later on, there was only defense left, not even offense.
Even though the power of purple lightning was extremely lethal, it was cut off one after another under the sharp edge of the Destiny Sword.
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"What's going on? Brother Chuhen's aura seems to be getting weaker and weaker."
Ye Yao said anxiously.
At the same time, everyone clearly felt that Chu Hen was not just being suppressed.
Every time the opponent confronts Mang Yuantu, the momentum will be weakened by one point.
He was obviously not attacked, and there were no other injuries.
But the strength will gradually weaken for no reason.
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Qiu Xingyi frowned, stared at the sky solemnly, shook his head and sighed, "It is rumored that the 'Sword of Destiny' can hurt the body externally, but it can kill the holy soul internally... This statement is indeed true."
"What did you say?"
Ye Yao, Wang Li, Wu Yan and the others were surprised and suspicious, and stared at Qiu Xingyi in confusion.
"The holy soul can be killed inside? What do you mean?" Ye Yao asked.
Qiu Xingyi sighed again, "The most frightening thing about the Sword of Destiny is not its shocking sharpness, but its damage to the holy soul... Its sword power can directly penetrate the defense outside the body and directly invade the Purple Mansion of True Essence. , to weaken the power of the 'Holy Soul'..."
Hearing what Qiu Xingyi said, everyone in Wu Zong turned pale with shock.
Saint king realm powerhouse.
All the power it controls comes from the "holy soul", and once the "holy soul" is attacked, it is inevitable to be suppressed.
If the holy soul is traumatized, it will inevitably lead to the all-round defeat of the main body.
incredible!
The Destiny Sword, ranked ninth on the list of artifacts, is so terrifying.
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The other geniuses present here are naturally aware of the horror of the "Sword of Destiny".
"If this continues, it won't last long..." Lin Yinghe, the seventh-ranked genius of the Five Elements Saint Clan, murmured softly.
From the tone of the other party, one can vaguely hear a hint of regret.
Yang Zongxiao at the side showed a sneer, "It's only your own fault."
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Compared to Lin Yinghe's regretful heart, the Thunder Saint Clan couldn't help gloating a little.
"After all, I'm still too ignorant, provoking Mang Yuantu will only lead to death."
"However, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have seen such a magical weapon as the 'Sword of Destiny'."
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"Junior Sister Zhixin, Junior Sister Xiaolan, after today, you will have to avenge the vengeance of Lei Shenggong and Brother Lei Yuan." A disciple of the Thunder Saint Clan said in a deep voice.
Lei Zhixin gritted her teeth and remained silent.
After all the past events, she no longer believed in these prophecies.
Unless you saw Chu Hen die with your own eyes.
Lei Xiaolan beside her was also silent for a while, because this kind of "mortal situation" had already been played out on Chu Hen many times.
She has no confidence at all.
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"Hey, damn thing!"
At this moment, He Lian, the God of Death, who had been smashed into the depths of the Lingxiao battle platform by a critical blow from Chu Hen, crawled out of the crumbling rocks with a ferocious expression on his face.
It twisted its somewhat dislocated neck, and the muscles and bones on its body made crisp sounds.
Even though he was a bit embarrassed, the aura in his eyes was still strong.
After all, he is one of the top ten evildoers on the Billboard, and his recovery ability is absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.
Slightly wiping off a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, He Lianqi stared coldly at the two figures fighting fiercely in the sky.
"Even the Sword of Destiny came out, now even if you have nine lives, it's redundant..."
"boom!"
As soon as the voice here fell, a wave of chaotic air suddenly erupted in the void.
In the shroud of all kinds of purple thunder, Chu Hen was struck down by the fierce sword energy of the Destiny Sword.
Chu Hen, who fell sharply, seemed to have two new scars on his body, and the warm blood danced in the cold wind.
Seeing this scene, everyone's heart already had a result.
The battle is coming to an end!
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"It's time to say goodbye!"
Mang Yuantu stood proudly on the top of the holy battle platform, and the Destiny Sword in his palm erupted with a terrifying aura like a dragon's gang.
"cut!"
After all, a sword sacrificed to the sky, and a beam of sword light cut down like a substance, and a terrible whirlwind of destruction was rolled up to trace the death of the falling Chu Hen.
The sky shines brightly, and the light dyes the earth.
Everyone seemed to see the miserable end of Chu Hen's blood splattered on the battlefield.
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"Brother Chuhen?"
"Junior Brother Chu Hen!"
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Everyone in Wu Zong's face was pale, but they couldn't even catch up with the moving speed of the sword light when they wanted to come forward to help.
Looking at the deadly sword light that was attacking all the way down, the corners of Chu Hen's eyes that were falling downward suddenly had a gloomy glare.
At the moment when the scythe of death was swung down, Chu Hen's aura rose suddenly, and an astonishing speed suddenly burst out in mid-air.
"Whoosh..."
Chu Hen flashed in the air, and jumped directly onto the table below.
The moment the tiptoes touched the ground, like a dragonfly touching the water, it flew out quickly.
"Boom..."
In the next moment, the terrifying sword light that traced back was like a long rainbow penetrating the sky. The rocks exploded, and the dust and smoke billowed up. In an instant, the Jihad platform was split in two, chopped in half.
"hiss……"
Terrible air waves spread all the way.
Everyone was shocked by the momentum of the Destiny Sword.
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What about Chu Hen?
While shocked, everyone kept searching for traces of Chu Hen.
"It seems to have escaped."
"Even if he dodges, such a huge impact is enough to break his bones and rasp his tendons."
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"call out!"
Before everyone outside the arena could say a word, a ghostly purple afterimage burst out from the chaotic dust wave.
However, what is astounding is that the opponent's direction is not Mang Yuantu high in the sky, but He Lianqi, the god of death on another battle platform.
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why?
Without waiting for everyone to be suspicious, thousands of manic purple thunders flashed across the air, and all the fierce and powerful domineering impact rushed towards He Lianqi.
The latter had a fierce look in his eyes, and shouted sharply, "You're courting death!"
The moment the voice fell, there was a loud sound of "嗵...", and the heavy purple light whirl wave swept away from the table. He Lian opened his eyes wide, and a ball of energy sphere intertwined with thunder and lightning hit his chest firmly. above.
The huge power came out, and He Lian spit out blood, his whole body was bent, and his feet dragged a trace of rocks and cracks on the ground.
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However, at the same time that He Lianqi was blown away, Chu Hen grabbed it with five fingers in the air, and a strong whirling force like an undercurrent in the deep sea erupted in the palm of his hand.
The astonishing devouring suction directly enveloped He Lianqi's whole body inside and out.
"Come back..." Chu Hen's eyes showed cold hostility, and he shouted sharply, "Wuxiang Emperor Blade..."
(ps: I have something to do today, so I can only update one chapter, let me tell you, you don’t have to wait.)