Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 137

Inside the Qiankun gourd, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and there are clanking sounds.

Streams of golden sword energy pierced through the air, each streak of sword energy was half a foot long, crystal clear and sharp, blasting towards Yang Xuan.

This is an extremely strange space, the sky is gray, the sun, moon and stars are not visible, the earth is full of potholes and gullies, without any vegetation, desolate and dead, like a prehistoric ancient land isolated from the world.

Yang Xuan didn't know how big this place was, but he encountered serious trouble the moment he came in. The sword aura that filled the sky was tightly woven like a net, roaring from afar.

This scene is really shocking, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand arrows.

Just imagine, tens of thousands of arrows were shot over the sky, anyone who saw it would be terrified, not to mention the lethality of these sword qi is much stronger than ordinary arrows.

Puff puff……

Yang Xuan stabilized his mind, urged the Flame Martial Soul, and kept waving the Fire Cloud Sword, drawing a red-golden sword curtain in front of him to resist the incoming sword energy. Every time the sword energy collided with the sword curtain, a dazzling explosion would erupt. Guanghua, Yang Xuan's body will also become a bit heavier.

A few minutes later, Yang Xuan was sweating and his clothes were drenched.

Fortunately, he managed to block this wave of sword energy attack, but it didn't mean it was over. A little bit of golden light flashed in the distance, and then tens of thousands of sword energy swept in like a golden wave, with overwhelming momentum.

"War, never admit defeat."

With black hair soaring to the sky, Yang Xuan shouted to cheer himself up, and continued to swing the Fire Cloud Sword to resist the sword energy.

After an incense stick of time passed, Yang Xuan blocked the second wave of sword energy, but he didn't feel well either, his clothes were ragged and his muscles ached. This was due to his physical strength and strength, otherwise he would have been beaten by the endless sword energy. Become a sieve and die unexpectedly.

"Phew, I can finally breathe a bit."

Yang Xuan stood with his sword standing, panting like a cow. The vitality in his body was not consumed much, but his physical strength was exhausted, so he needed to take a good rest.

However, the good times didn't last long, and before Yang Xuan had time to take a few more breaths, the sharp roar came again, and tens of thousands of sword qi shot from afar again like a galaxy rewinding.

"Damn it, isn't this over?"

Yang Xuan scolded his mother, even though he has been a man in two lifetimes and has a firm heart, he still feels his scalp tingling for a while.

This is still him, if it was someone else, his confidence would have collapsed, his heart and soul would be lost, and he would be ready to die.

Whoosh whoosh!
Thousands of sword qi are dense like rain, attacking from across the sky, and their power is getting stronger and stronger. Yang Xuan has to use Shadow Dodge to dodge quickly after he strenuously resisted.

These sword qis are extremely sharp and extremely lethal. Yang Xuan has a feeling that his physical body cannot stop these sword qis.

"Damn, what a ruthless guy, this is planning to kill me!"

Yang Xuan's face was ashen, and he kept dodging. In just a moment, countless afterimages were pierced by the sword energy and disappeared into the air. Unfortunately, Yang Xuan's real body was also hit, and a sword energy hit his left arm, killing him on the spot. A large piece of flesh and blood was brought up, and he grinned in pain, his heart burning with anger.

However, the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became, and the arrogance in his bones exploded like a flood, and he would never bow to Nangongtian.

In addition, he has a sinister plan to destroy the Qiankun gourd.

Martial soul, awakened in the depths of the human soul, is closely related to the human soul, if the martial soul is injured, the person himself will also suffer.

So as long as the Qiankun gourd is broken, Nangongtian's spirit will definitely suffer severe injuries, and he will never recover if he doesn't lie on the bed for a month or so.

This is still on the premise that there is a panacea, because it is extremely difficult for the soul to recover from injuries. If there is no panacea to repair the soul, it will often take a long time to recuperate.

"You're ruthless, I'm even more ruthless than you, I'm so cunning that you can't kill me."

Yang Xuan grinned and smiled sinisterly. He jumped up and down, dashed left and right, while dodging the flying sword energy, while thinking about what to do next.

In Yang Xuan's mind, this strange space could never be a world, it couldn't be too big, and after dodging for a long time, he also saw that these sword qi should be some kind of sword array.

There are thousands of formations in the world, and there are too many to count, but generally speaking, they can be classified into two categories: defense and attack, and the most lethal one among the attacking formations is the sword formation.

This is also normal, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the master of killing, and the sword formation with the sword, the power is exponentially increased exponentially, it is said that the ancient sword sects have their own mountain protection formations, these formations are powerful Sword array.

Once a foreign enemy invades, you don't even need to go out to meet the enemy, you can directly activate the sword array and kill the enemy thousands of miles away, which is extremely terrifying.

The two Yang Xuans were human beings and were not proficient in formations, but he still had some understanding of formations, and understood that no matter if it was a defensive formation or an offensive formation, there were corresponding formations.

The formation base, to put it bluntly, is the central mechanism of the formation, the core existence.

It's like the human brain, which controls people's thoughts. Once there is a problem with the brain, they will become idiots, or brain dead, and they will be paralyzed in bed for a lifetime, and they have to be served by others.

In other words, if Yang Xuan wanted to destroy the Qiankun Gourd, he only needed to find the foundation of the sword formation and destroy it, then the Qiankun Gourd would be destroyed by itself, and Nangongtian would pay a heavy price for it.

"Okay, very good, you will be on the first day of junior high school and I will be on the fifteenth day, and I will play a big game with you."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, while dodging the sword energy quickly, he moved forward.

These sword auras came from afar, and the formation foundation was obviously at the end, Yang Xuan didn't dare to go too fast as he continued to move forward, the main reason was to avoid the sword aura, otherwise he would just run all the way and rush to the formation foundation.

Time passed slowly, and after less than half an hour, Yang Xuan had consumed nearly [-]% of his vitality, his body was sweating like rain, and he was out of breath. This was due to his physical strength, and he didn't mobilize his vitality all the time, otherwise he would have exhausted his vitality long ago.

Even so, there were still several cuts on his body, a burst of burning pain, which was scratched by the sword energy, and some sword energy almost pierced his head.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, and the sword energy brushed across his face, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood.

"You bastard, how dare you make me disfigured, I swear I won't be a human if I don't mutilate you this time."

Yang Xuan's eyes were red, and he was ready to use brute force to break the sword energy and rush over.

Suddenly, he paused, and saw a high platform more than ten feet away. On the high platform, a three-meter-tall golden-armored giant was waving a golden giant sword in his hand.

Swish swish!
As the golden giant sword drew sword shadows all over the sky, golden sword energy flashed out of thin air, forming a radiant rain of swords, shooting towards Yang Xuan.

"So it was your fault."

Yang Xuan was so angry that he used Shadow Dun to escape the sword energy and rushed all the way to the high platform.

The area of ​​the high platform is not small, it has a radius of more than ten feet.

"Grandma, I'll blow you up with one punch."

Yang Xuan dodged the sword energy, rushed forward, and punched out. With a bang, sparks flew everywhere, and the golden-armored giant stepped back a few steps, but he was not injured.

"Master, I don't believe you are made of iron." Yang Xuan stormed away, bullying himself, punching and kicking the golden-armored giant.

boom! boom! boom!
This golden-armored giant's defense is too strong, and there is no human vitality in his body. It is as cold as a stone, but this guy seems to have an instinct.

No, rather than an instinct, it might as well be a war puppet. Once the master gives an order, it will attack all living beings that enter this place without end.

This guy's attack power is not weak, and ordinary warriors in the true astral realm may not be able to block it with a single sword.

This is not to say that the golden-armored puppet's swordsmanship is so powerful. In fact, it doesn't know any swordsmanship at all in close combat, and its attack moves are only chopping, chopping, sweeping, and stabbing back and forth.

Faced with this kind of rotten moves, Yang Xuan was very disdainful. At first, he thought that this big guy could emit sword energy to form a sword array, and his swordsmanship must be very powerful, but now it seems that it is not the case, although it is extremely powerful Quick, but Yang Xuan could still predict its moves and dodge it in advance.

At the same time, his fists and kicks kept hitting the golden armored puppet. However, what made Yang Xuan speechless was that his powerful fists and kicks couldn't harm it.

"Nine poles collapse!"

Yang Xuan became ruthless and used Jiuji Beng, punching the golden-armored puppet one after another. Now the effect came out, and many cracks appeared on the golden-armored puppet's body.

"Haha, I really thought you were invulnerable!" Yang Xuan laughed, and was about to crush this big guy with all his might, when the golden-armored puppet retreated sharply, and suddenly a dazzling glare was emitted from its body, emitting a palpitating light. breath fluctuates.

"No, it's dangerous!"

Yang Xuan's heart trembled, he was a human being in two lifetimes, and his perception of danger was far beyond that of ordinary people. As soon as the sense of crisis came out in his heart, he resorted to shadow escape and evaded crazily.

boom!
At this moment, a sharp roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami came, and the golden giant sword in the hand of the golden-armored puppet was raised high. When the sword fell in the hand, a golden sword aura that was more than ten meters long flew out across the sky. His aura was so terrifying that Yang Xuan's body felt like it was about to be torn apart.

"This sword can't be avoided, you have to fight hard!"

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, mobilized his dark martial soul, used the sword drawing technique, pulled out the Fire Cloud Sword, and slashed towards the sword energy.

Boom!

With an earth-shattering explosion, Yang Xuan was sent flying, with blood flying all over his body, as if swept by a storm of sword blades, there were countless wounds on the skin all over his body, and some wounds even showed deep bones.

And after unleashing the sure-kill sword, the golden-armored puppet didn't continue to attack. Instead, it plopped and half-kneeled on the ground.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan didn't dare to give this big guy time to rest, ignoring the severe pain all over his body, he stepped on both feet, flew up to the high platform, pulled out the Fire Cloud Sword, swept away thousands of troops with one move, and slashed at the throat of the golden armored puppet.

This is the sword drawing technique, Yang Xuan hollowed out his body and used a sure-kill sword.

(End of this chapter)