Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 208 Killing the Black-robed Man

"kill!"

A person rushed towards the black-robed man. He was a strong man in the ninth realm, his eyes were blood red, and he moved an iron root. Closed, the body exploded, turned into blood mist, and died instantly.

"Calm down, he was transformed by the Soaring Sword King, the power of the Sword King is invincible..."

Dead Leaf shouted, before he finished speaking, the man in black turned around and looked straight at him, his eyes filled with boundless indifference, which made him tremble and speechless.

"Intruders must die." The figure of the man in black disappeared, and everyone was shocked.

"laugh!"

A bloody sword light swept across, and another person died. There were more than ten people, and now there are only nine people left.

"What should we do? Do we all have to die here?" Someone asked in horror, suddenly finding that they seemed to have lost their vitality.

"escape!"

At the entrance of the cave when a person fled in, there was only a scream, and there was no sound in an instant. This is a road that can only come, but not go. If you come, you can only die.

"Buddhist, you said that you are from Shangqing Temple. Since you are a Buddhist and Taoist sect, there should be Buddhist teachings to deal with such evils. When life and death are at stake, don't hide your secrets anymore. Kill him quickly."

"Namo Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk is ashamed, there is no Buddhist law to restrain such evil spirits." The Buddha said a Buddha's name, shook his head, and stared at the man in black with a serious expression on his face.

"Everything in the world has its own destiny. The poor monk came here today. This is the destiny. The number of days is irreversible. The poor monk recognizes it."

"Recognize you, old monk, if you want to die, die quickly. I, Ye Jianshan, never believe in the number of days, so what about the destiny, today I will rebel against him!" Ye Jianshan stepped out, the sword in his hand shattered, revealing the body of the yin and yang sword, and there was a wave of madness in his body The fighting spirit rushed out, looking directly at the man in black.

"Well said, Ye Jianshan, just for this point, I admire you Motian, and you are worthy of being one of my great enemies."

Mo Tian walked out, stepped in mid-air, and stood side by side with Ye Jianshan, with purple hair fluttering, and a terrifying cold air radiating from his body.

"Fertian." Ye Jianshan looked at Motian with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"What? Don't believe me, Mo Tian, ​​but you are not afraid of a sword king who has been dead for 5000 years, so why should I be afraid?"

Mo Tian said lightly, looking at Liang Shi who was standing silently aside, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and disappeared instantly.

"Sure enough, I am worthy of being a proud figure in Xuanyu. Since this is the case, I, Dead Leaf, will not hide anymore. It is also my honor to fight against the Sword King of Longquan. Today, if you win, you will live, and if you lose, you will die!"

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The Buddha shouted, and the Buddha also came over with a calm expression on his face.

"Old monk, what are you doing here?"

"The Buddha's Dharma is boundless, and if the poor monk didn't get a glimpse of it, he would die like this, which is against the number of days."

"Old monk, you really know how to make up."

"Monks don't tell lies." The Buddhist shook his head and performed a Buddhist salute with a pious expression on his face.

Lin Xuan stood at the back and didn't go forward. He had self-knowledge. With his strength in the six realms of the sky, fighting against the black-robed man was pure courting death. Here, he could only be a spectator.

Besides Lin Xuan, there were three other people standing behind here, all of whom were in the Ninth Realm of Liantian Realm, but they had been frightened by the black-robed man, and did not dare to fight the black-robed man, so they could only hide behind.

"You three, protect my brother well. If my brother is even slightly injured, I will kill you." Ye Jianshan said to the three of them with a threatening expression on his face. The three of them trembled and nodded quickly.

"Ye Jianshan is just a waste of the six realms of the sky. If he dies, he will die. Why do you care so much?" Motian glanced at Lin Xuan and said lightly. Ye Jianshan glanced at Motian and ignored it.

"Be careful, he's coming again!" Withered Leaf shouted, everyone was startled, a black light penetrated the space, and struck instantly.

"kill!"

Ye Jianshan was the first to make a move, directly controlling the yin and yang, turning the sword into yin and yang, and slashed towards the black robed man.

"Namo Amitabha, Great Compassionate Palm!" The Buddha recited the Buddha's mantra, and a golden Buddha statue appeared behind him. The Buddha struck out with one palm, and the golden Buddha statue behind him also struck out with one palm. Buddha light.

"boom!"

The sword light faded, and Ye Jianshan flew upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood, barely blocking the black-robed man's blow, followed by the Buddha's great compassionate palm, which hit the black-robed man.

"Degree!"

The body of the man in black trembled, and the blood-colored talisman appeared, and there was a tendency to turn into a stone statue again, but it was only for a moment. After the blood-colored talisman calmed down, the body of the man in black also stabilized.

"After all, you are not a sword king. Even if you have the body of a sword king, you don't have the will of a sword king. It's just an empty shell."

A huge sword, crushing the space, came down from the sky and slashed at the man in black. The man in black swung the same sword. The two swords collided and disappeared at the same time. A sneer appeared on the corner of Dead Leaf's mouth.

Behind the black robe, another person appeared, it was Motian, his hands were stretched out, and the frost came to the world, freezing everything, and the man in the black robe instantly turned into an ice sculpture. Motian's face was overjoyed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Broken!"

Cracks appeared on the ice sculpture, in which blood flowed, rigidly fixed the body of the man in black, but it did not shatter, Mo Tian was startled, his face became ugly, his Taoism had failed.

"Fist blasts the world!"

In awe, Liang Shi appeared on the side of the ice sculpture, and punched out, setting off a violent wind and waves, and the ice sculpture shattered.

It worked!
The shattered ice sculpture turned into a few drops of blood and merged into the pool of blood. He died, or this corpse was dead. He had been dead for more than 5000 years, but was resurrected by demonic repair methods and turned into this living dead. Now he is finally freed up.

A sword king, if it is really in full bloom, even if several people work together, it is definitely not an opponent, but it is a pity, after death, it is dead after all, and the will is gone, only the body of the sword king is empty, and there is no power of the sword king.

"The sword king's body is covered with bloody talismans. I thought it was so strong, but I didn't expect it to be so unbeatable." Ye Jianshan said lightly, and Dead Ye smiled and shook his head.

"The power of the Sword King is unimaginable. If the Longquan Sword King is truly resurrected, it may really be our end."

"Buddhist, there is no Buddhist sect in Xuanyu, but this is the first time I have seen Buddhist and Taoist spells. It is really wonderful." Dead Leaf looked at Buddha and praised.

"It's just a tiny piece of Buddhist Dharma. It can't be compared with the Dao Dharma of several benefactors. It's absurd." The Buddhist said indifferently, his eyes didn't relax at all, and he kept watching the movement of the blood pool.

"The man in black is dead, this deadlock has been broken, can we leave now?" Mo Tian said, everyone's eyes were fixed, killing the man in black, what should happen next.

In the back, Lin Xuan frowned. The man in black robe was dead, but his expression became more serious.

"What's wrong with you?" A person next to him asked, staring at Lin Xuan suspiciously. Lin Xuan didn't participate in the battle, so why was he more nervous than Ye Jianshan and others, as if he was about to face a catastrophe.

"There is not only one stone statue in the blood pool." Lin Xuan said, the three people beside him were all surprised and looked at the blood pool.

(End of this chapter)