Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 552 Taste My First Knife (Congratulations to Big Wheel for Becoming the Third Leader)
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It was just a stalemate with the layers of blood lines for a few moments, and the water droplets in the sky turned into criss-crossing sword qi, tearing up the blood lines in an instant, and finally turned into balls of water vapor rising out .

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the clouds of water vapor finally turned into wisps of blue smoke, floating on the lake.

Looking at Li Yunsheng behind him, who reversed the mortal situation with just one sword strike, the Nan Rong brothers and sisters suddenly felt that the situation in front of them was a bit unreal.

However, Li Yunsheng's expression was still very indifferent.

"You, Li Shuithorn, are indeed a sword treasure."

Li Yunsheng waved the Lishui thorn in his hand and said very satisfied, this is the most convenient sword weapon he used besides the herring.

After the sword just now, he felt that if only in terms of toughness and ability to withstand the true energy, the Lishui Spur might even surpass the herring, and it was very likely that it could exert about [-]% of the power of the Qiushui Sword Art.

Of course, it is not a sword after all, so using it to perform the Autumn Water Sword Art is still somewhat plausible. If the opponent is also a sword cultivator in the sword just now, he will definitely be able to find a flaw.

"Huh? Ah, this is the sacred object of my shark race."

Nan Rongyu was stunned for a moment before realizing that Li Yunsheng was talking to him.

"But it's still a bit brittle. If it breaks later, don't blame me."

Li Yunsheng said with some regrets
"Crispy?"

Nan Rongyu was a little puzzled.

"Haha, benefactor, don't be joking. This Lishui thorn is extremely hard. It doesn't matter if benefactor uses it alone. Don't count on me."

Nan Rongbin said incomparably crisply.

"That's good, so I can rest assured."

Li Yunsheng nodded upon hearing this, and then turned to look at Nalan Kun.

Obviously now is not the time to chat.

Nalankun not far away also felt unreal.

"Is this the great sword cultivator Shizhou once claimed to kill ghosts when meeting ghosts, and beheading Buddhas when meeting Buddhas?"

He suppressed the blood surging in his chest and sneered.

Although he didn't say his full strength in this blow, he was able to achieve it six to seven times. Now that Li Yunsheng had broken through with his sword, he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.

As a demon cultivator who had been hunted down for many years, he was extremely sensitive to dangerous auras.

Moreover, the skills he practiced were originally very afraid of sword cultivators and monks with fierce attack power.

If it was on a normal day, he might have found an opportunity to escape at this moment, but the temptation of the big fish "Remnants of Autumn Water" today made him hesitate.

After all, if he can be hunted down, no one can shake his position in the Immortal League.

"Take a gamble. If you win the gamble, you will win the first life. If you lose the gamble, you will not be able to go to the underworld!"

After all, Nalan Kun couldn't resist the temptation.

As he spoke, he slammed his hands on the strings.

The moment the piano sounded, the bloodline appeared again.

This time it was obvious that Nalan Kun was going to do his best.
Threads of blood, like cocooned silk, flew in all directions around the great lake, entangled the surrounding vegetation, and even that famous mansion guard.

But in the blink of an eye, the originally lush lakeshore has become a bare piece.

Only the "blood cocoons" wrapped in blood threads remained, hanging in the air like lanterns.

This scene is really weird.

"The era of sword cultivators has passed. Even if your sword qi travels for three thousand miles, it will not be as good as my spiritual treasure."

Nalan Kun gave a strange laugh after speaking.

I saw him pluck the strings with his fingers, and more than a dozen blood cocoons burst open.

A bloody monster that looked like a man but not a man, like a tree but not a tree, broke out of the blood cocoon, and rushed towards Li Yunsheng with a strange whistling sound from its mouth.

Li Yunsheng glanced at these monsters, and slashed out with the Lishui thorn in his hand. The unique sword energy of the Qiushui sword was like a moonlight passing by the lake, and the dozens of monsters were shattered and turned into a stick. Root blood fell into the lake.

But the next moment, more monsters broke out of the blood cocoon, and then quickly joined the siege of Li Yunsheng.

Such a huge number, even for Li Yunsheng, would take a lot of time to deal with.

But just as Li Yunsheng raised his sword to kill these monsters.

Nalankun suddenly put his ten fingers flat on the strings, and then swiped to the sides suddenly, a cut was made on the ten fingers at the same time, and blood flowed from between the fingers on the strings.

"I use my blood and flesh as my servant, and I beg the ancestor of Qin Demon to show his holiness."

He muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then from the guqin, bloody strings were drilled into Nalan Kun's body by his fingertips, and then drilled out of his pores, and the last strings were as thin as hair. The color of blood wrapped him layer upon layer like a cocoon.

Under the bright moonlight, a huge blood silkworm was hung upside down in the air by a thin thread.

This huge blood cocoon, like the heart of a human body, beats very rhythmically, and every time he beats, a palpitating magic power will sway on the surface of the lake like water waves.

After only two or three beats, the brothers and sisters of the Nan Rong family were already kneeling on the ground. This magic power alone can make people's minds tremble. One can imagine what kind of monster is conceived in this huge blood cocoon.

Seeing this, Li Yunsheng didn't stop entangled with those monsters. He directly opened the sword field with the vertical and horizontal Fangyuan sword at the cost of losing his true energy and soul, and then used the dry sword as the blade to densely cover the sword field.

Immediately, every monster that broke into the sword field was immediately shredded like weeds, and finally turned into streaks of blood and flowed into the great lake.

However, Li Yunsheng's expression was not much relaxed, because in this instant, the original pool of clear water was already stained red with blood.

Look at the blood cocoon with surging magic power. Obviously, something is wrong.

"Xianmeng is really hungry, even dare to accept this kind of people."

Li Yunsheng said something with a cold face.

As soon as the voice fell, with a strange sound of "tearing", a hole was suddenly drawn on the blood cocoon.

A slender arm that was three or four feet long suddenly stretched out from the blood cocoon, like a sword more than ten meters long across the lake.

"Jie Jie"

With a strange laugh coming from the blood cocoon, the bloody but extremely long arm suddenly slowly lifted up.

Then I saw strips of blood quickly gathering in his hand, and finally turned into a big knife of the same three or four feet, held in the hand by the long arm.

"Taste my first knife."

A hoarse but extremely thick voice sounded.

Then the long arm, holding the bloody long knife, slashed at Li Yunsheng.

There was nothing fancy about this knife, but it was filled with an extremely domineering aura of destruction. It cut across the great lake, and wherever the knife energy passed, all life was wiped out.

"Very strong..."

Li Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat. It's not that he hasn't met the palace masters of the Immortal League before, but none of them can put him under such great pressure like Nalan Kun today. There is no doubt about how powerful it is.

Immediately, he raised the Lishui stab without hesitation, and stabbed out in a "Mountain Shocking" style.

He no longer suppressed the true energy aroused by the Autumn Water Sword Art in his body, allowing it to pour all of it into the Lishui thorn.

With the sound of swords singing like thousands of birds chirping in unison, a wave of sword energy, as vast as mist, swept up from the lake.

With one knife and one sword, they met on the surface of the lake, and the towering cliffs on both sides of the big lake were cut off like tofu.

　It's a bit risky, I don't get off work until ten o'clock tonight, it's so cold, Shanghai
　　
　
(End of this chapter)