1054 Supreme Sword Master

1054 Supreme Sword Lord

But where is that Supreme Sword Master?

Qin Chuan wandered around the Sword Tomb for most of the day, but couldn't find the reason. This place is too big, and the scenery is very repetitive. There are no obvious landmarks, so it is easy to get lost. If he hadn't marked it with arrows, he might not have been able to find his way back.

Above the head is a hazy lake, which should be the water of Zuixin Lake. This place in Shura Heaven is also very strange. Many things completely violate common sense of physics. However, the existence of this place itself is a kind of mystery, and Qin Chuan cannot figure it out.

While Qin Chuan was walking around, he suddenly saw something written on the ground.

These words have arrows pointing in one direction, and then there is a string of words written in small seal characters on them. These words are very messy, but most of them express two meanings.

"leave here!"

"Don't open it!"

What does it mean? Could there be something terrible here? If it's scary, it's only the Supreme Sword Master, one of the Five Emperors! Qin Chuan glanced forward along the arrow and understood immediately.

Directly in front of him stood a huge coffin. The coffin seemed to be made of some kind of metal, gilded with gold paint, and covered with strange runes. Not only that, there were rows and rows of yellow charms affixed to the top of the coffin, with spells written in dog's blood, as if to calm the things in the coffin. There were black chains locked on the coffin, locking the contents tightly.

"Damn...what could be inside this..."

This coffin is ten meters high, and the person inside is definitely not a good person. Qin Chuan thought for a moment, there should be no one else with such a powerful creature here except the Supreme Sword Master, right?

And around the coffin, there were a total of twelve huge black swords, and each black sword was wrapped with a chain and tied to the coffin. The twelve black swords gave Qin Chuan a vaguely familiar feeling, and Qin Chuan thought of the creatures he had created.

Twelve sword slaves!

Oh, it can't be them!

Qin Chuan just thought of this, and as he stepped into this range, the twelve black swords suddenly trembled.

Didn't he use silent steps, but they were still alerted? Could it be that these twelve black swords are locked to my own breath?

As he guessed, twelve sword men slowly stood up from the side. The tails on the backs of these twelve sword men were all broken, and the twelve black swords suddenly broke free of their chains and were attached to their tails. Their bodies were originally silver-white, but now they seemed to have been infected by the black sword, and their entire bodies turned black!

Sure enough, did he imitate the Twelve Sword Slaves?

These twelve mutated versions of the sword slaves began to attack Qin Chuan. For a moment, the sword light in front of Qin Chuan was like a storm, bouncing towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan kept moving backwards, avoiding these attacks. Although there are many enemies and it's a bit tricky, the good thing is that this so-called Twelve Sword Slave doesn't know any sword formations. Even if he holds twelve black swords, he can't exert one ten thousandth of his power!

This is just twelve monsters superimposed together. Qin Chuan just feels a little tricky, but he doesn't feel hopeless that he can't defeat it.

However, the Twelve Sword Slaves were like marionettes, advancing and retreating at the same time, leaving Qin Chuan unable to find a one-on-one opportunity and defeating them one by one.

And if they rely on breath to lock themselves, even if they are invisible, it will be useless. Qin Chuan relied on the huge terrain of the Sword Tomb to hide from the Twelve Sword Slaves while thinking of a way. But when he exited about a hundred meters away, the Twelve Sword Slaves stopped and stood there looking at him.

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up and he finally had a clue! These twelve guys can only stretch so far! Once they cross this line, they can't move!

In order to verify his idea, Qin Chuan deliberately took two steps forward. The twelve sword slaves raised the swords on their tails at the same time. It was not until Qin Chuan stepped on the line that they had the intention to attack. And when Qin Chuan took a step back, they stopped again.

It was as if there were twelve invisible chains tying them, making it impossible for them to overcome this obstacle.

"In that case, I won't be polite."

Qin Chuan said, readjusting the demon weapon, and the sniper gun appeared in his hand again. He held the sniper rifle, pointed it at the sword slave in front of him, and pulled the trigger. But as soon as the arrow flew past, it was cut into two pieces by the sword slave's tail.

It seems that ordinary attacks are ineffective against them. Even if they can deal with the rogue moves of the Red Sword Evil God, they are of no use here.

Qin Chuan took out his long knife, turned the Fire Cloud Knife, and threw out a red sword.

The two sword slaves swung their swords at the same time and cut Qinchuan's sword.

What a mess! Qin Chuan just wanted to scold his mother. If you can't attack from a distance or close up, how can you play?

An almost huge problem was placed in front of Qin Chuan, which made Qin Chuan find it difficult to take this step. If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?

Qin Chuan summoned a black long knife again and held it tightly in his hand.

The swordsmanship of Huoyundao flows in Qin Chuan's body. Qin Chuan is hypnotizing himself. Now he is a swordsman! You have learned countless martial arts skills, and all methods are inseparable from your roots! Aren't they just twelve monsters who don't know any sword skills or sword formations? I believe in the sword skills you learned! Believe in your martial arts skills!

Qin Chuan took two deep breaths, then held his long sword and jumped into the range of the Twelve Sword Slaves!

It felt like blood was sprinkled on the shark pool. All the sword slaves were almost excited, and the tails on their backs kept thrusting towards Qin Chuan, as if they would not give up until Qin Chuan was poked into a hole.

But Qin Chuan remained calm, feeling their attacks. He even closed his eyes and looked for his own mind again. As a martial artist, mindfulness is a skill that must be mastered. It's a pity that after Qin Chuan came to Shura Tian, ​​he never found out where his heart was. Now that I have absorbed the souls of four powerful enemies, if I don't open my mind, I will have to start all over again.

But after all, he still has the soul of a martial artist. After Qin Chuan forced himself to a desperate situation, he really found the feeling of the inner eye!

Although I closed my eyes, the figures of the twelve sword slaves around me were so clear, as if they were right in front of me! The movement of their swords also became clearly visible, and it was no longer the attack method that drove Qin Chuan crazy.

He held the crimson sword in his hand and swung it left and right, fending off the sword slave's attacks again and again.

Although the attack rhythm of the twelve sword slaves was very fast, they could not hurt Qin Chuan even a bit! This seemed to make them very angry, they roared and attacked faster.

But Qin Chuan seized an opening and suddenly flew up with a flying kick, kicking a sword slave in the face! The sword slave's chest was kicked directly by Qin Chuan, leaving a footprint, and his sternum was dented. He was obviously no match for Qin Chuan.

At this critical time, it’s so good to regain the feeling of the inner eye!

Qin Chuan used this as a breakthrough, and kept using the Fire Cloud Sword and Ben Yue Jiao. In a short time, he killed all twelve sword slaves without leaving any one behind!

However, he also had some injuries on his body. He was more or less stabbed by the swords of several sword slaves. There are also many cracks on the rose armor. If it is not repaired properly, it will not be of much use for the time being. Qin Chuan simply took off the rose armor, and after recovering a little from his injuries, he walked towards the coffin.

If you stretch out your head, it's a knife, if you shrink your head, it's also a knife! Why not just go ahead and see what this Supreme Sword Master is capable of!

The twelve black swords that fell around suddenly flew up again, and then they all flew back to the left and right sides of the coffin, floating there like the twelve most loyal guards. While the coffin was slowly being pushed away, a palm appeared first in Qin Chuan's eyes. People inside are slowly coming out.

And as the coffin board opened, a powerful evil aura was released inside, as if it was going to swallow Qin Chuan whole. For some reason, Qin Chuan subconsciously took two steps back and at the same time tightened his grip on his long knife.

Damn it... the things in here... seem a bit scary!

The coffin lid was almost half open, and the Supreme Sword Master finally appeared in front of Qin Chuan. This guy is ten meters tall and wears a red coat. Although he was tall, his face was no different from that of a mummy. They were both shriveled faces, seemingly in the state of a mummy. His eyes seemed cloudy, but they had a unique power that made Qin Chuan's heart beat wildly.

This guy... is indeed powerful... especially the twelve swords floating around him, which are definitely enough to scare him.

Qin Chuan pulled out his long sword, waved his hand and threw out a red sword beam, heading straight for the Supreme Sword Master. But the Supreme Sword Master placed a black sword in front of him and easily broke through the fire cloud sword.

"Damn it, they are definitely not on the same level."

Qin Chuan's heart sank. It seemed that he had some fun this time.

The twelve black swords flew up on their own and attacked Qin Chuan continuously. Unlike the Twelve Sword Slaves, this Supreme Sword Master obviously knows some sword skills. The twelve swords flew up in a vague way, blocking all Qinchuan's escape routes.

"shield!"

Qin Chuan immediately opened his palm and used the devil's weapon to turn into a huge shield, blocking it in front of him.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Several holes were immediately poked out of the shield, and the black sword was nailed to it. Qin Chuan was lucky enough to escape.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! It's a big deal this time!"

Qin Chuan felt the gap between himself and the Supreme Sword Master. The difference in strength was not just the slightest bit! Qin Chuan touched his pocket and took out the small stone statue.

"Aotian Aotian, whether you can survive or not depends on you!"

Qin Chuan said, crushing the stone statue! You can only bet once on whether this guy's words are reliable!