Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 938 A must-death situation?

"It's over..."

"Ten states are over..."

The five beams of light that suddenly appeared in the phantom made all the residents and monks in Shizhou extremely desperate.

They could see exactly how much effort Li Yunsheng put in to kill the sword emperor just now.

But now, five aliens who are as powerful as the sword king suddenly appeared.

"Maybe Li Yunsheng still has the strength to fight!"

"That's right, when he killed the Sword Emperor just now, it seemed that he still had energy left."

"It is indeed possible."

There are not a few monks and government residents who have such thoughts.

After all, in their view, as long as Li Yunsheng has not fallen, there is hope.

"This……"

"how can that be?!"

But soon, with the appearance of the next scene in the phantom image, everyone's hope that had arisen because of their belief in Li Yunsheng was suddenly shattered.

In the virtual image of the mirage, beams of light descended from the sky, falling like raindrops.

"36... a total of 36 aliens!"

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

In just a blink of an eye, the beam of light surrounding Li Yunsheng turned into 36 beams.

Although the color of these beams of light that fell later was lighter than that of the first six people, the power and influence displayed by the combined efforts of the 36 people can be felt even in the ten states outside Hell.

This is doom and gloom.

The breath of despair and powerlessness spread across the ten states in an instant.

……

Yanzhou.

"We... have to prepare for the worst."

Zhao Xuanjun looked at the phantom mirage above his head with a pale face, and said to Sang Xiaoman who was beside him without looking back.

He never imagined that the original contest with Yan Jun had turned into a battle about the survival of the ten states.

Although I don't know the specific strength of those strangers from outside the sky, but to be able to enter Hell like this, there is no doubt that their strength is not much worse than that of the previous Emperor of Swords.

"Ah."

Sang Xiaoman didn't seem surprised by this, but nodded calmly.

"Cousin." She looked straight at the phantom mirage above her head, "Yanzhou will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry." Zhao Xuanjun nodded immediately when he heard the words, "I have set up the Qiushui Ten Thousand Swords formation on the border of Yanzhou, even if these evil obstacles come, I will definitely be able to resist them for a while."

"Ah."

Sang Xiaoman nodded again, and then withdrew his gaze from the phantom mirage.

"I want to go back home to rest."

She said faintly with a weak expression.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

Zhao Xuanjun looked at Sang Xiaoman worriedly upon hearing this.

In his opinion, Sang Xiaoman definitely couldn't bear to see Li Yunsheng die, and wanted to go back to the mansion this time.

"No need." Sang Xiaoman shook his head, "I'll just go back by myself, cousin, please take care of this place for me, I'm afraid there will be trouble later."

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen." Zhao Xuanjun assured Sang Xiaoman seriously.

Sang Xiaoman forced a smile on his pale face when he heard the words.

Then she didn't say anything, turned around and walked down the city.

"Little Man!"

Just when she was about to reach the steps of the lower tower, Zhao Xuanjun suddenly stopped her.

"Is there anything else, cousin?"

Sang Xiaoman turned to look at Zhao Xuanjun.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Xuanjun suddenly clenched his fists with guilt on his face.

"Besides watching here, I can't help Junior Brother Yunsheng with anything."

He slammed his hand hard on the city wall.

"Cousin, you don't need to say sorry."

Sang Xiaoman shook his head first, then showed a very clean smile:
"Instead of blaming ourselves, we should lead the people of Yanzhou to live well. Only in this way will our sacrifice be worthwhile."

"exactly."

Zhao Xuanjun frowned, then nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Sang Xiaoman turned his head away, then waved his hands and said:

"Remember to read the letter I left you when you have time."

……

Hell.

Looking at the 36 beams of light surrounding him, although Li Yunsheng's face was still calm, he was also a little surprised in his heart.

Because according to the information that Mu Ningshuang sent him, there were only two strangers who came to hunt him down and swallowed the Buddha Fate Golden Lotus.

And now, there are 36 figures appearing in front of his eyes.

Although the aura of the later thirty was much weaker, they also possessed the aura of buddha fate comparable to that of the sword emperor.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Just as he was thinking this way, a hunchbacked monk came out of the five golden beams of light surrounding him.

The hunchbacked old monk was dressed in shabby cassock, holding a purple gold bowl in his hand, looking at the broken body of the Emperor of Swords floating in the air, he was speechless:
"It was you who said to solve this evil factor alone, and now you are the one who called us for help. Dao Laohuang, you are not ashamed!"

He completely ignored Li Yunsheng in front of him, and walked to the remnant body of the Sword Emperor while muttering.

"Go!"

When he was about ten or twenty feet away from the remnant body, he suddenly threw the purple gold bowl in his hand into the sky.

"Dao Laohuang, you remember it for me, you owe me another life!"

Following his grin, the purple golden bowl turned upside down from the air, and sucked in all the remnant body of the Sword Emperor.

Seeing this scene, Li Yunsheng almost didn't think about it, and raised his sword at the purple golden bowl.

"boom!"

But when the light-like sword shadow rushed towards the purple golden bowl like a torrent, a cassock blocked Li Yunsheng's sword like a strong side, protecting the hunchbacked monk behind.

And in front of the cassock, stood a young monk with folded hands.

The young monk glanced at Li Yunsheng arrogantly, and then said in a cold tone:
"Little thing, don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

Although he looks immature, his voice is as old as a centenarian.

Li Yunsheng ignored him, and raised his finger to the young monk, and the Azure Dragon Sword immediately burst out from his fingertips like a glistening stream of water.

"boom!--"

Once again, Qinglong stabbed at the purple golden bowl behind the cassock with a waterfall of sword light.

"I said..." The young monk made a seal with his palms, "Don't worry!"

The moment the words fell, a swastika seal exuding purple and gold light was printed, and it caught Li Yunsheng's sword.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Yunsheng didn't just make a single strike.

Hiding the Light, Shocking the Mountain, Sky Cracking, Flying Mayhem... one after the other, they cut out almost instantly.

Finally, with the sudden tremor of the sky and the sound of "stab", the cassock behind the young monk was cut open by the sword light.

"when!"

In the end, Qinglong slashed on the purple gold bowl with a sword.

The humming and trembling sound resounded through Hell.

Looking again, Qinglong actually cut a sword mark on the purple gold bowl.

"Good swordsmanship!"

The hunchbacked monk looked at the sword marks on his purple gold bowl and clapped his hands in admiration.

"But it's a pity you're late."

He chuckled, then raised his hand and shot a golden light at the purple golden bowl.

After the crisp sound of "Dang", the sword emperor, whose body was broken, unexpectedly got out of the purple gold bowl intact.

Watching this scene, Li Yunsheng, who had always been calm, finally frowned.

"I didn't expect you to slip through the net under the gate of heaven."

The young monk waved his hand, and the cassock behind him fell on him. After seeing the hole in the cassock, he snorted coldly at Li Yunsheng.

"It's okay to miss it."

At this time, another monk came out of the golden light.

Half of the monk's face was as black as black charcoal, and the other half as white as snow. When he came to the side of the hunchbacked monk, he looked at Li Bai with a smile:
"Just enough for a full meal."

After speaking, he stretched out a half-black and half-white tongue and licked his lips.

　May the hero go well and hope spring returns to China
　　
　
(End of this chapter)