Chapter 1421 Exchange Life for Life, a Hundred Years of Penance
Xu Weilong's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the faint green sword, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
Yang Qingxuan made a tactic with his left hand, and put away the Wuji Xinghuang Banner. In an instant, the barrier was destroyed, and boundless demonic energy bombarded in.
Yang Qingxuan didn't retreat, didn't avoid, and didn't even resist. He took a step forward and greeted him with flesh and blood.
"what?!"
Xu Weilong was startled, he should be happy, but his heart sank inexplicably.
This bad feeling, I can't say why, it is a premonition of the evolution of all things in the world after the warrior has cultivated to a certain level.
Everyone in the sea of clouds was shocked at the same time, secretly said: "What is he going to do?!"
"boom!"
The power of Wanliu Guizong, which was originally pressing on the barrier, bombarded Yang Qingxuan in an instant, causing Qingkui Yanjia to burst out, and the demonic energy continued to shoot out.
Yang Qingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about suppressing his injuries, so he slashed at Xu Weilong with a sword!
"The long river gradually falls, the dawn stars sink!"
The green sword light split the dark sky in an instant, drawing a meteor-like sword shadow.
Countless stars disappear, like the darkest hour before dawn, it is extremely depressing.
Under Yang Qingxuan's swing of the sword, a hundred ghosts were ferocious, and even the phantom of the ghost master appeared, but his eyes were closed tightly, and they were not solidified.
"boom!"
The sword struck Xu Weilong's demon body, broke through the magic defense, and fell all the way, making a "bang bang bang" metal impact sound.
The demonic scales on Xu Weilong's body exploded piece by piece, accompanied by a large amount of demonic blood spurting out, countless little ghosts giggling, flew down from the tip of the sword, and burrowed into those wounds.
"what!"
Xu Weilong suffered from the pain of being cut by the sword, bared his teeth and let out a scream, and then took a few steps back.
Yang Qingxuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked up again holding the sword.
Xu Weilong said in horror: "You are crazy!"
"Crazy?" Yang Qingxuan sneered, and said, "I'm not crazy, but you're going to be crazy soon. At this moment, I'm more sober than ever. To kill you, the only way to kill Xu Weilong's body is to kill Xu Weilong. , the best way is to exchange life for life!"
As he said that, completely ignoring the internal injuries, he raised his hand, and another sword was gaining momentum in the air.
Under the cold light, hundreds of ghosts appeared on the sword, hideous and terrifying.
In the surrounding sword mounds, sword sounds trembled at the same time, like countless tombs, forming a certain resonance with the ghosts.
Surprised and angry, Xu Weilong hissed, "Your life is for your life. I want to see how big your life is. Dare to trade it with me!"
As he said that, the figure flashed, and then teleported behind Yang Qingxuan, raised his hand, and took another move of Wanliu Guizong.
It's just that this time, the power has been upgraded to the late stage of the extreme dao!
Suddenly, Xu Weilong's scarlet eyes shrank suddenly, and the part of his body that was cut by Baigui Yexing felt tearing and tingling constantly, and there were even little ghosts sneaking in the body, destroying the body.
Moreover, after he raised his strength to the late stage of the extreme path, his physical body began to be unable to bear it even more, and the injury showed signs of further expansion.
The reason why Yang Qingxuan chose the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk was because of its terrifying destructive ability, which was twice as strong as other swords.
Xu Weilong said coldly: "For hundreds of years, those who stood against me have all lost their lives, and you are no exception!"
As he said that, the gesture of the palm did not decrease, but strengthened a little.
Yang Qingxuan turned around suddenly, and said with a sneer, "Kill you, won't you be on the opposite side?"
With a sneer, facing the demon power, he still didn't dodge. He poured all his power into the sword, and a hundred ghosts appeared around him, forming a sword-like enchantment.
"boom!"
Xu Weilong's palm pierced through the ghostly aura, as if he had taken a picture.
Qingkui Yanjia exploded in an instant, but after resisting it for an instant, all the spirit stones were counted, and was slapped on the chest by the devil's palm.
At this moment, the Ten Jue Formation engraved on Yang Qingxuan's body was activated at the same time, strangling the monstrous demon power.
And at the same time, Yang Qingxuan's sword swung out.
The sword struck Xu Weilong fiercely.
"Boom!"
Both of them hit a move, both spurted out a mouthful of blood, and each flew backwards.
Yang Qingxuan fell to the ground fiercely. Although he was guarded by Qingkui Yanjia and Shijuezhen, he was still injured by Xu Weilong's palm, and a large amount of demonic energy entered his body, corroding his body.
Xu Weilong, on the other hand, kept retreating on the ring, roaring like a beast.
His left shoulder was almost completely cut open by Hyakki Yaxing, and a deep sword wound opened from the shoulder armor to his chest. A large amount of magic blood spewed out continuously.
Moreover, there was a large green glow on the wound, which dyed the blood green.
The sound of playing and howling of a hundred ghosts soon came from the wound, shaking the mind.
Even from the scar, a pair of ghost hands stretched out, desperately tearing open Xu Weilong's wound, poked out a ghostly head with a sly smile, looked at Xu Weilong, and let out a "hehe" sound from his mouth.
"Hey!"
Above the entire sea of clouds, could it be that everyone turned pale with fright, and everyone was terrified.
Where have they seen such a terrible sight?
Zhong Jie also froze, how could he not understand Yang Qingxuan's several attacks, it turned out that he had been wrong all along.
"what!"
Xu Weilong yelled in pain, his face became indescribably pale, and large drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
The kid wanted to crawl out of his whole body, tearing Xu Weilong's left shoulder completely apart.
"You little brat, what can I do, go to hell!"
Xu Weilong roared angrily, grabbed the five fingers of his right hand, and inserted them into the kid's forehead, and with a hard grab, it exploded.
The little ghost screamed, but it didn't completely dissipate. The fragments that exploded turned into smaller ghosts and burrowed into the body again.
Xu Weilong's face changed drastically, but he was Lu Yukui after all, the head of the top ten, the overlord of the world, and he calmed down instantly.
Vigorously rotating the real yuan, forcibly breaking the left arm completely, it exploded with a "bang bang bang", and the little devil inside was also shattered.
Then he raised his hand and made a tactic, igniting the magic fire in his body, burning the Yin ghost, but the momentum on his body had already dropped to the extreme.
Yang Qingxuan struggled to stand up from the ground, spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, and swallowed pills one by one.
Then he took a step forward and walked towards Xu Weilong step by step.
Baigui Yexing was held in his hand, exuding leisurely coldness, and the green glow was like light, wrapping around the sword, and spreading out little by little with Yang Qingxuan's pace.
In the Hall of Brilliance, Lu Yukui's expression was very ugly. He never dreamed that Yang Qingxuan could push his three corpses into such a desperate situation.
As if he had made a great determination, Lu Yukui changed the seal in his hand, transformed into dao patterns one by one, evolved magnificent power, and then sank into the void.
In front of the huge crystal, Yang Yunjing looked at it quietly, without any disturbance in his eyes, but he just felt something in his heart, and suddenly said: "Are you really willing? If you do this trick, I'm afraid it will consume a hundred years of hard work for you, right?"
//Continue to code, another chapter.