No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 103 Sword Broken
Destiny efficacy 38.7%.

Ning Luo's age is thirteen.

However, the body time travel is to create the flesh out of thin air, so the sword intent contained in the sword bone is only seven days, or only about [-]% of the seven days.

This is almost indistinguishable from Chucheng, and even far weaker than regular dungeons.

So, can this 13-year-old body carry the sword intent that has been cultivated for seven days?

When he was in the fishing village, Ning Luo didn't dare to gamble.

But now, when he has been burning blood for seven consecutive days, he is finally convinced that he has the capital to gamble.

The fall of the Kuroshio and the reduction in the benefits of the Mandate of Heaven are indeed a major hindrance to others.

Ningluo's strength does not come from destiny.

Such a restriction, on the contrary, is a great bonus to him.

Under the effect of Qixuan Taiyuan body, Taixuan true energy has already been refined into a strand.

This ray of true energy is not for driving the sword intent, but only for protecting himself.

Ning Luo has the confidence to guarantee that his physical body will not be damaged, but his spiritual veins are still as fragile as before.

Even if the inner spirit is mixed with water, it is not enough to protect the whole body's spiritual veins.

So Ning Luo only wanted to protect his sea of ​​qi, not only for the sake of practicing Taoism, but also to save a way out for his own life.

The blood spirit is approaching, covering the sky and the sun.

Xiwei's sunlight pierced through the blood shadow, but it couldn't illuminate the earth at all.

The bloated body of the giant spirit blew up a stinking gale, and the blood around it continued to flow into the blood knife.

As early as a few years ago, when the barren prison world first came out, the audience in Yongcheng had a question.

If the Wanhua Blood Prison Code is brought out of the desolate prison world and appears in the eternal world that has not been soaked by the blood tide, then can this skill, which has been deeply studied in blood refining, exert its power far beyond common sense?

Now they have an answer.

can.

Although the body of the giant spirit is tens of feet tall, it is not as tall as the tallest building in Xingang, but it is still a little bit stronger in terms of momentum.

In contrast, those mortals running around the city are like crawling ants, as insignificant as dust.

Perhaps this is the reason for Ye Chen's wanton slaughter.

But whatever the reason, when he kills for the pleasure of venting, he is already inhuman.

Ning Luo looked up at the giant spirit, and then at the crazy figure that was rushing towards him.

That's not a human, but a filth in human skin.

On the screen, he deprives everyone of the right to see and see.

Ye Chen saw Ning Luo's figure from a distance, without any hesitation, he just roared hysterically: "Bug, die!"

As soon as the words fell, the Scarlet Blood Giant Spirit held his hands together and clenched his saber.

A blood-stained red shadow clings to the ground, sweeping past like a cripple!

Under the shadow of blood, Ning Luo stood tall and tall, like a fairy in the dust.

He didn't know what the sword bone could do.

But at least, it can fight for a little room for cleanliness for everyone inside and outside the curtain.

Qi and blood flowed, spiritual energy surged, and the long sword started.

Twelve pairs of ribs became hot, and all the boiling blood flowed into the sword-like sternum!

The sword intent burst out and condensed on the edge of the sword!

The six people who were fleeing far away turned their heads and sneered in their hearts that Ning Luotang was blocking the car with his arms, overthinking his capabilities.

And the audience outside the arena was also filled with righteous indignation, all of them clenched their palms tightly, and cursed those six people as the shame of Yongcheng.

Only Su Yao on the sofa was still eating like a hamster.

Because she knew that Ning Luo couldn't lose.

Isn't it just hanging, who doesn't have it?

Asked about the city.

When the blood knife smashed through the pavilions like the autumn wind sweeping leaves, it was about to cut Ning Luo's body in half.

However, at the last moment, the spirit sword in Ning Luo's hand suddenly burst into dazzling radiance!
In an instant, the sword glow was more than a hundred feet long!
"what?!"

Ye Chen's confused look was covered by white light in the blink of an eye.

The incomprehension in his pupils turned into shock in an instant with the blood dripping from the corner of his eyes.

Because he knows, that is meaning!
That is definitely not a power that the level of the dust world can get involved in!
Even if he has practiced the Wanhua Blood Prison Code, he can't do it!

Ye Chen has never heard of anyone who has mastered the mind within the first seven days.

Because even if it is the meaning contained in the destiny, it cannot be used until the monk has the ability to control it.

But Ning Luo didn't seem to follow this customary rule.

The spirit sword slashed down!

Slashed down with the huffing sword glow!
Ye Chen couldn't open his eyes, because with his current state, it was impossible to look directly at the sword intent, which was the supreme power that he was not worthy of prying.

That mighty red-blooded giant spirit just now had no room for resistance when facing the sword intent.

The white light flashed across, cutting off the body of the giant spirit without hindrance, and splitting the cloudy sky into two by the way.

This sword does not have the momentum to open the sky.

It's really just like swinging a sword unpretentiously.

But the source of the bloody massacre asked the city's disaster, but it had already collapsed.

The giant spirit disintegrated, but Jian Guang remained unabated.

It's a pity that at the last moment, Ye Chen's figure exploded into a mass of blood, and he fled the scene in an instant.

That is the blood escape technique in the Wanhua Blood Prison Code, and it can only be used if the natal blood spirit is destroyed.

However, the original blood spirit was cut off by Ning Luo, so Ye Chen didn't care about it.

It's just that his rhythm is out of order.

Xue Dun was his backhand who originally escaped for his life, and it could guarantee his escape after killing Ning Luo.

But now he has used the blood escape ahead of time, and the blood spirit of his life has also disintegrated, which means that he will enter a long period of weakness.

Regardless of Ning Luo's current physical condition, it is impossible for Ye Chen to make up for it again. After all, he came with a mission.

He has to get the only seed to enter the finals, he can't die!
It's just that Ye Chen still couldn't figure out why Ning Luo was able to use his sword intent?
I'm afraid even Ning Luo himself can't answer this question.

After all, as an A-level "sword bone", it can play a role far exceeding that of an S-level?

If this is not a mistake in system balance design, then it must be Ning Luo's problem.

Asked about the silence in the city.

The sword intent cut out a shocking chasm, which spread hundreds of feet away from Ning Luo's feet.

The six people in the distance covered their bleeding eyes, they were even more shocked than Ye Chen!
Because no one could have imagined that the weak man they regarded as a mantis arm to block a chariot really had the strength to crush a chariot!

But Ning Luo's condition is not good either.

There were mottled burn marks on his chest, like broken blue and white porcelain.

And the spiritual veins in his body, except for the sea of ​​qi, have all been broken, which is not much better than the spirit sword that was smashed into powder on the ground.

Ning Luo's injury was actually more serious than Ye Chen's.

But it's lucky to be alive.

Fortunately, he used Taixuan Zhenqi to protect the sea of ​​Qi in advance, thus leaving a way out for himself.

Ning Luo hooked his hand, and a spirit sword floated towards him.

There was a faint aura of tyranny in the distance.

"Tsk, don't come early!"

Ning Luo clutched his chest, short of breath and tired.

All he could do in the end was just throw down a handful of talismans.

When the purple miasma all over the sky and the raging flames attracted the attention of those who came, Ning Luo raised the remaining trace of fairy energy in the sea of ​​air, and stepped on the sword to break through the air!

It's just that there is no joy on his face for the rest of his life.

Because Ning Luo knew that Ye Chen was seriously injured, but Chen Ge was still there, and the other six people were still watching.

And although Ning Luo could not be said to have completely lost his cultivation now, his spirit veins were broken and his bones were shattered, and he no longer possessed the strength he had when he burned the wine shop.

The crisis is not far away.

On the contrary, the toughest hunters often don't show up until the end.

(End of this chapter)