Chapter 950 You Are Not as Good as Me
"This sword is tailor-made for me, Chu Chengying. You are not worthy of such a sword in the world!" Chu Chengying pointed at Zhu Minglang, with contempt and coldness in his eyes.
The killing intent rolled up, like a dark ghost lingering on Chu Chengying's thick sword.
He strode like a shooting star, and every time the soles of his feet touched the ground, a powerful infuriating energy would vibrate, crushing the surrounding rocks and ground into powder. Although he was only nine feet tall, he was like a mysterious ancient god, and he was like a giant god of nothingness. The sea trembled, the Mountain of Guwang swayed, and the sky was filled with his majestic murderous aura, which was turning into a tearing wind blowing down the sky.
"And a dragon shepherd like you, what qualifications do you have to swing a sword in front of me!!" Chu Chengying roared like thunder, and he swung the epee in his hand. The sword was as big as a continuous ridge. He was also wrapped in a terrifying murderous aura into an indomitable giant sword demon, vast and boundless, comparable to the Exorcist of the World!
The strength at the level of the god master is vividly reflected at this moment. The two gods are getting closer little by little, but because of Chu Chengying's sword, they are separated for a while, and a shocking long gorge appears. Between the Qingshui of Yuheng Shenjiang and the white soil of Tianshu Shenjiang, the sword is magnificent, and the sky is falling apart in the true sense! !
And this kind of divine master's sword power is hitting an extremely small person on the earth. Zhu Minglang stands in an annihilation area that has been turned into powder, and all the dust is floating upside down in the air. His physical body is also suffering Chu Chengying's heaven-shattering giant sword is mighty, but Zhu Minglang didn't raise his sword until all the destructive energy poured in!
Draw your sword!
Take heaven and earth as a melting pot!
After the night was dyed with silver light, it was the sun that burned the sky, and the extremely hot sky tore apart the chaos that filled the sky and the earth. For a while, there was only this unsheathed sword between the chaotic sky and the vast earth. The raging fire from the sea level to the horizon was shocking and extremely shocking, but such a magnificent scene was only because someone drew a sword! !
"The Immortal!"
Out of the sword!
The sword light was brilliant, and millions of light blades passed through the sky above the two great gods, wantonly tearing the sky into rags, and the sword lights were still intertwined in the cracks under the thousands of miles of sky, and they broke out on Chu Chengying effortlessly. The giant god's shadow energy that came out was torn into pieces, and it even destroyed Chu Chengying's giant sword that turned into a mountain ridge...
The torrential Haihe River poured inexplicably, like a tidal wave pouring from Tianshu Divine Land to Yuheng Qingshui!
The ground veins under the feet began to break, and like a giant ship of the ground veins, it was heading towards Yuheng God's Land, riding the sword wind, breaking through the waves of nothingness!
golden clouds in the distance,
Those golden monks were blown into the sky one by one.
The great sword masters of those nearby sects were even slapped into the strait by the sword wind!
Just the power of a sword, the white earth of Tianshu Godland seems to be hitting towards Yuheng Godland, and the power of prying makes all the gods present feel a kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts...
Chu Chengying stood in the center of the mighty sword of the Immortal Sword. The extremely mighty martial robe on his body was torn apart, and his proud and majestic giant shadow body was also destroyed. He held the big sword tightly with both hands, The sword was in front of him, and he continuously erupted streams of crimson sword-like true energy, which wrapped around his great sword and around his body, protecting him.
But these powerful sword intents of the gods are like a candle in a violent storm. The flickering flame is struggling, and it can't change the ending of extinguishing in the end.
Finally, the crimson sword intent on Chu Chengying's body disappeared, his skin was split, his muscles were torn apart, and his bones were broken joint by joint!
"ah!!!!!!"
Chu Chengying howled in pain. The moment he was thrown into the air, his divine body was crumpled into a ball, like a discarded tattered puppet, with severely deformed limbs and torso!
"Boom boom boom boom!!!!!!!!!"
Tianshu Baitu crashed into Yuheng Qingshui. Originally, it took a few days for the land plates of the two great gods to be completely inlaid, but Zhu Minglang's sword shortened the process, and the vast Strait of Nothingness was squeezed into two side, and began to evaporate rapidly due to the high temperature when the ley lines collided, turning into a mist that can cool and suppress the "collision spark" of this continent...
Chu Chengying was covered in blood and lay limp on a sandbar in Qingshui.
His eyes were bigger than the dead gray-haired evil swordsman.
"Sovereign, suzerain..." A sword god from a local sect flew over, panicked and helped Chu Chengying up.
Only then did Chu Chengying stand up staggeringly. He gritted his teeth and used some special physical technique to make his whole body as if covered with a thick layer of plaster.
The plaster lasted on his body for a while, and the bones in his body turned around on their own, as if they had elasticity and were returning to shape.
Not long ago, Chu Chengying was still like a tattered puppet, and he needed support even when standing. Soon his bones returned to their original state. Except for the wounds on his body that could not heal, he seemed to have regained some of his fighting strength, and even regained his grip. Take that big sword!
"Sword Realm, Sword Technique, Sword Intent, Sword Heart..." Chu Chengying was on the spot, his bones recovered, but he looked extremely embarrassed with his skin and flesh bruised.
He muttered to himself, from a little unbelievable to gradually angry, and finally from angry to crazy.
"Sword Realm!! Sword Art!! Sword Intent!! Sword Heart!!! He understands all of this!!!!" Chu Chengying roared furiously.
Not only does he understand, but the opponent's sword level has even reached a level that is no less than his own. Why does a dragon shepherd have such a deep understanding of swords, and it is definitely not something that can be done by talent alone. Sword level What is needed is not only comprehension, but also tempering and polishing again and again! !
No matter how furious Chu Chengying roared, he couldn't cover up his humiliation at the moment.
Back then, he was the first person to hold the evil sword, but because the Yinxi evil sword hadn't cooled down completely, it was far less convenient than his current great sword, so he inserted the evil sword into the sword stand.
But after Zhu Minglang touched the Yinxi Evil Sword, the Yinxi Evil Sword seemed to come back to life. Not only was it perfectly born as the Evil Sword Spirit, but it was also endowed with the most precious spiritual wisdom...
Now, this Yinxi evil sword has been integrated into his sword spirit dragon, which is perfectly controlled by him, and the sword power displayed surpasses everything. This makes Chu Chengying truly realize that the evil sword dragon is for The other side tailor-made! !
A silver starlight flashed across the sky, and in the next moment, it fell on the Qingshui sandbar brilliantly and full of power. Where the silver dust was flying, Zhu Minglang walked out slowly and walked towards Chu Chengying. .
"I am a person with many talents, sword learning is just one of them."
"If that's the case, it's stronger than you."
Zhu Minglang smiled ironically.
Before entering Longmen, Zhu Minglang didn't know how good he was at playing. Coupled with his transformation into a dragon priest, the dragons were so powerful that even Hua Qiu couldn't stand up to his versatile beating.
A suzerain of Yuheng is so arrogant...
It wasn't that Jianxielong got in the way, Zhu Minglang had already given Chu Chengying whipping physiotherapy, making his death as shameful as possible.
"Cultivation, you are not as good as me."
"Jianyi, you are not as good as me."
"What's the point of living? It's better to draw your sword and die from the palace... oh, draw your sword and kill yourself, so that I may be able to spare your sect."
Zhu Minglang walked up to Chu Chengying.
After about ten steps, Zhu Minglang casually swiped the sword to his side.
At the side, the legendary swordsman who had supported Chu Chengying suddenly appeared, and was about to bump into Zhu Minglang's understatement of sweeping the sword...
The master swordsman originally wanted to escort him, but when he saw Zhu Minglang's sword sweeping towards his face, he backed away in fright, but because he retreated too quickly, his steps became chaotic, and he rolled backwards.
But the sword energy still forced him over, even if he rolled, he didn't dare to stop, so he could only continue to roll backwards until he reached a place where he felt safe.
This sword god is at least a quasi-divine general, but the process of being forced back by Zhu Minglang is like chasing away a flying fly... Forget it, bees.
Drenched in cold sweat and wet in the crotch, the sword god of the local sect no longer dared to approach Zhu Minglang any longer, and started a fierce ideological struggle between his loyal guardian and his own life!
Zhu Minglang continued to walk forward, and he had reached about three steps away from Chu Chengying.
Chu Chengying was furious, and his whole body was like a irritated beast.
Once again, crimson breath surged from his body. This kind of evil red power is exactly the method of the evil sword sect, which can improve the sword master's cultivation base in a short period of time, and the power of the sword comes with The crimson bite is even more terrifying than the poisonous smear.
"I can't go on the right path, rely on the evil faction to go up to the next level, but the roof of your castle is still under my feet!" Zhu Minglang said these words, while he was walking forward, his body suddenly A soul shadow was stripped from the space, the soul shadow was as black as ink, like Zhu Minglang's shadow, a sword suddenly came out!
Zhu Minglang was walking forward leisurely, but the ghost that came out of his body was extremely violent and vicious, with heavy sword shadows, and the sword was deadly. Chu Chengying hurriedly raised his sword to parry. He retreated while parrying, but Zhu Minglang There was more than one soul shadow on his body, and soon hundreds of sword-wielding shadows were stripped from Zhu Minglang's body. They used different sword techniques, like a group of demons dancing wildly, forming an overlapping shadow around Zhu Minglang In the picture of the sword spectrum, Zhu Minglang himself still maintains his composure and composure, approaching step by step...
In the eyes of outsiders, Zhu Minglang just walked towards Chu Chengying. Although they could feel a force oppressing Chu Chengying, they couldn't see anything. They might even think that Chu Chengying was submissive and didn't Dare to raise the sword to fight back.
But from Chu Chengying's perspective, hundreds of shadow souls erupted from Zhu Minglang's body, holding different swords, and even revealing the evil nature of the ancient sage, as if each shadow soul had its own ghost. The shadow of the devil and the ancient sword soul were immediately formed, and Zhu Minglang's will ground them into his own incarnation of thousands of shadows, so when he came under pressure, he actually released these terrifying and terrifying sword soul ghosts, which outsiders felt However, Chu Chengying seemed to be attacked by an army of thousands of demons and evil spirits. He couldn't even breathe evenly, so he could only retreat again and again!