Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1208 The dream should wake up
Great Time Sword!

This voice came from Yi Xiaoyao.

Accompanied by this sound, a blood-colored sword glow like a coquettish flower bloomed out of the golden sword energy that had enveloped Yi Xiaoyao in vain!

At the moment when the blood-colored sword light appeared, the golden sword energy from the sword inscription was cut into one, and its golden sword energy was quickly re-formed into countless inscriptions, and then the inscription culture made a large number of sword shadows, and finally these sword shadows Just like phantoms, all of them dissipate in the space.

And the space that was torn into a black void due to the passing of the golden sword energy quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the bloody sword light forced the golden sword energy back, Yi Xiaoyao's figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao was holding the Die Xue Sword, and slashed a shocking blood light towards the sword inscription, which countered the golden sword energy formed by the opponent's Ten Thousand Laws Returning to One Cut, and impacted in one place.

"what!?"

Not only the other people present, but also Jian Ming, who was about to withdraw his sword with indifferent eyes, also changed drastically.

He couldn't believe that Yi Xiaoyao not only didn't die under his slaying sword, but also slashed a sword that made him feel extremely palpitating, frantically forcing back his Wanfa Guiyislash!
Feeling the process of his own sword energy confronting the opponent's sword light, Jian Ming's heart became more and more shocked.

His Ten Thousand Laws Returning to One Slash is the strongest move of the ancient inscription Ten Thousand Laws Sword. It is not like the transformation of Ten Thousand Laws before, but one sword contains Ten Thousand Laws, which cannot be broken, cannot be broken!
However, at this moment, this unbreakable sword was being crazily cracked by Yi Xiaoyao's sword.

"What kind of sword technique is this!"

Finally, Jian Ming couldn't help but let out an exclamation, because wherever Yi Xiaoyao's sword passed, all his sword energy was disintegrated in an extremely strange way.

This kind of weirdness seems to be a kind of erosion, but it is more like a restoration.

That's right, it's restoration!
The terrifying power of his sword was reduced to nothingness by the power attached to Yi Xiaoyao's sword!
"The Great Time Sword... This is the power of time!!"

Thinking of Yi Xiaoyao's voice just now, Jian Ming suddenly reacted, and exclaimed at Yi Xiaoyao: "You actually have the power of time!"

How incredible it is to control the power of time!
Because in this world, no matter how powerful an existence is, it must be bound by time. No one, or even anything, can resist the power of time!

Including, Jianming's sword.

Looking at Jian Ming's horrified gaze, Yi Xiaoyao didn't respond, but kept his calm smile from beginning to end.

This Great Years Sword is exactly a sword technique created by him after he swallowed the Fruit of Years and obtained the power of Years.

Perhaps this sword technique is not as exquisite and mysterious as the ancient inscription Wanfa sword inherited from the previous great sword master, but it possesses a profound power that is higher than ten thousand methods... the power of time!
Even though the power of the years is unpredictable, Yi Xiaoyao didn't really master much, but it was enough to be one of his strongest killing moves to break through the sword inscription's ten thousand methods.

"Dream, it's time to wake up."

The next moment, after Jian Ming was horrified, he crazily poured power into the sword in his hand to increase the power of the sword energy that countered the Great Sui Yue Sword, Yi Xiaoyao spoke lightly as if awakening the opponent.

As he said, before the years, everything is a dream.

In the absence of power to absolutely suppress Yi Xiaoyao, no matter how hard Jian Ming tried to make this dream solid, it would be broken by Yi Xiaoyao.

"Dream shattered!"

After Yi Xiaoyao let out a low drink, a majestic power of time suddenly emerged from the Bloodbath Sword, condensed on the edge of the sword, exuding an ancient aura.

It seems that this is an evil sword from ancient times that has been eroded by tens of thousands of years.

But any power that contends with this sword will be eroded by the breath of time attached to it, brought back to the ancient times, and disappeared in the present.

Even if it is a sword that contains ten thousand dharmas, none of it has a level equal to the power of time, or even a power that exceeds the level of power of time, it is hard to escape the erosion of time!

hum!
The Great Suiyue sword crossed the space where the sword inscription was, and everything was destroyed.

The inscription on the sword is under the light of the sword, the golden sword with the inscription in his hand, there is no trace of golden light, even the inscription on the sword body has always been extremely bright, now it has dimmed, as if it has been eroded by the years and turned into a scrap iron .

And when the Great Sui Yue Sword fell towards him, his originally flowing black hair also started from the root of the top of the head, and quickly spread towards the end of the hair into a piece of dry snow white.

"stop!"

At this moment, there were shouts and shouts in vain, apparently all those strong men of the sword inscription line were rushing towards the arena angrily.

However, there are enchantment formations set up by the Nine Great Sword Masters and Jian Yun around the arena, and it is difficult for them to get close to the arena for a while, so they can only call for help from the Nine Great Sword Masters on the high stage.

The nine sword masters finally recovered from the shock in front of them, they all got up and shot towards the ring.

The enchantment formation was withdrawn, and the nine sword masters all fell in front of Jian Ming, and they all blocked Yi Xiaoyao's Great Suiyue Sword for him.

boom!
There was an earth-shattering roar, and Yi Xiaoyao retreated violently, even with his sword.

However, the faces of the sword masters who rescued Jian Ming were all shocked at this moment.

Because at this moment, each of them looked older than before.

However, compared to the gray-haired handsome faces behind them, which have even attracted countless girls from the sword clan to madness, and the ancient sword inscriptions that are instantly covered with wrinkles like ravines, the sword inscriptions of several sword masters The erosion of the years is nothing at all.

And at this moment, those strong men who were in the same vein as Jian Ming also rushed to the ring, and when Yi Xiaoyao was shocked to retreat violently, they all attacked him with a fatal attack!

boom!
There was another loud explosion, and Yi Xiaoyao stopped suddenly.

He looked back, and found that there was a figure behind him, blocking the many attacks that were enough to kill him.

It is the Lord of Nine Swords!
As if sensing Yi Xiaoyao's gaze, the Nine Swordsmen turned around, and towards that worried gaze, responded with a proud and proud smile.

However, on her pale face at the moment, the blood gushing from the corner of her mouth was so dazzling that it hurt Yi Xiaoyao's heart.

"you!"

The next moment, Yi Xiaoyao's eyes flashed scarlet, and he suddenly looked at the group of strong men from the sword inscription lineage who almost managed to kill him.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao, who had defeated the sword inscription and alarmed the nine sword masters, was like an indomitable Shura.

His gaze shocked everyone even more.

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(End of this chapter)