Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 149 Was Dead, Now Alive

"You actually blocked my sword?" Jian Shiyi lost his composure, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

boom!
As Jian Eleven's words fell, the whole air boiled, and the white clothes fluttered crazily.

In the air, air waves rolled, like ocean waves hitting the sky, each wave was fiercer and more powerful than the last.

That was the momentum of Sword Eleven's sword had exploded.

Under that tyrannical sword force, the secluded forest below was completely bent, and the people beside the wine shop were forced back hundreds of meters.

However, even so, the white robe still did not move a single step.

A drop of dark red blood flowed from Li Yisheng's fingertips, and then slid down on the white bone sword.

"You are injured." Jian Shiyi looked at the blood drop, and his mood improved a lot.

Bai Yi nodded, "Your sword is very sharp..."

After all, Jian Shiyi's realm is much higher than his, so if he wants to take it completely, it will be a bit troublesome after all.

Moreover, it takes trouble.

But, that's all.

"It's next?"

"Then Li Xuantian is actually stronger than that adult in the sword forest?"

One after another looked at the white clothes in mid-air with disbelief.

Sword Eleven's sword had completely amazed them.

But Li Xuantian was even more terrifying.

Just paid the price of a drop of blood, broke the sword

Li Yiyi lowered his eyes, looked at the drop of blood that fell from the white bone sword, and said softly, "You can take this sword, I, Li Xuantian, will let you go!"

After saying that, I saw that drop of rolling blood suddenly elongated like a silk thread.

Then, an endless and cold breath overflowed from that line of blood.

At this moment, that bloodline turned into a bloody sword.

Feeling the frightening fluctuation, Jian Shiyi's pupils throbbed violently.

He tried hard to draw the Bone Sword back, but the Bone Sword was pinched tightly by the white clothes in front of him, and it didn't move at all.

retreat!

There was no hesitation.

Jian Shiyi abandoned the Bone Sword and opened the distance one step at a time.

However, the blood-like sword thread followed closely like a tarsus.

This kind of sword technique is unheard of in Sword Eleven!

"Sword Formation, Ning!"

Seeing that he couldn't run away, Jian Shiyi simply stopped running away, but marks flew out one after another.

Following the formation of Jian Shiyi's sword marks, the thick gap under the bamboo grove was completely split open, and bones burst out of the air like long swords, like thousands of swords condensed in front of him.

In just a moment, the entire sky was filled with bones.

Seeing this scene, countless people looked at Jian Eleven in horror.

Apparently it was also the first time they had seen this scene.

Then so many bones were all killed by Jian Shiyi?
However, when everyone was horrified by the scene in front of them.

The sword thread transformed by Li Yiyi's blood bead cut into the white bone sword array!
Silently.

The bloody sword thread was not blocked by anything at all, and cut across the white bone sword formation!

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Then, as the sword thread cut through, those white bone sword arrays exploded one after another!

At the last moment, everyone saw that bloody sword silk bursting out with a bright red brilliance, like a sea of ​​blood blooming, turning into Ling Tian's sword and slashing towards Sword Eleven!

The abruptness of that sword, the brilliance of that sword caught people off guard and made them unavoidable.

boom!
As if being hit by a thunderbolt, how could Jian Eleven's already withered body withstand such an attack?
Everyone saw the withered figure in the air, falling down powerlessly, and smashed into the pile of bones.

Seeing this scene, everyone took a deep breath.

Is there no one in this world who can stop Li Xuantian?
Even as the king of the dark world and the head of the four dark worlds, the Younan Sword Forest sword master is not Li Xuantian's enemy?
"Sword Master!"

The maid in Jianlin couldn't help but exclaimed.

Feng Wuyue also turned pale.

She didn't care about Jian Eleven, but she was chosen by Jianlin, and she hasn't gotten advice from him yet!
cough.
The pile of bones moved, shaking off some broken bones.

Then a ghostly figure struggled to get up, and sat powerlessly on the pile of bones, coughing continuously.

At that moment, Jian Eleven truly became an old man.

"I lost." Jian Eleven smiled bitterly.

After a thousand years, he is still a failure.

"What's the name of that sword of yours?" Jian Eleven asked, looking up at the white robe in mid-air.

"This sword was struck randomly, do you believe it?" Li Yiyi lowered his eyes, looking at the old figure on the pile of bones.

Hearing this, Jian Eleven smiled silently.

He didn't believe it, but it didn't matter.

"You should have the last sword." Seeing that Jian Shiyi was silent, Li Yisheng asked, "Why don't you use it?"

Jian Shiyi raised his head, "You know?"

"felt it."

With Li Yiyi's knowledge of nine lifetimes, any change in the same realm cannot escape his perception.

Sword Eleven still has one sword that is useless.

At the critical moment, the other party took it back.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of spirit energy, or because of the withered body, or what.

After a long silence, Jian Shiyi said, "I keep my last sword just to make atonement.

That sword is not for this world. "

That sword was for the people above.

The light in Jian Shiyi's eyes gradually faded away.

"They're coming down to hunt." Jian Eleven said.

"Want to come down to the game world?"

"Ah."

"It's just small roles."

"There are some small roles, but most of them are not something the world can compete with."

Li Yisheng lowered his eyes, "Where did you come down from?"

"West Huangmo."

"The dead old ghost of Xihuangmo has drawn their relationship." Jian Shiyi said.

"How many people came down?" Li Yisheng asked.

"do not know."

Bai Yi was silent for a moment, then turned his head and walked towards the wine shop.

Jian Shiyi lifted his eyelids with difficulty, looked at the white clothes who were walking away, and said hoarsely, "Where are you going?"

"Go hunting."

In the distance, a young voice came.

"That door can only be entered, not exited." Jian Eleven reminded, "Be careful. [Locking God Chain]."

After Jian Shiyi finished speaking, he slowly closed his wrinkled eyelids.

The surrounding piles of bones were also slowly filled into the ground.

It's a thousand-year dream, that's all, let's save the redemption.

Bai Yi walked out of the sword forest.

Seeing this, Feng Wuyue quickly smiled dryly and dared not go to see Li Yisheng.

The people in the restaurant also looked away again and again at this moment, but they couldn't help being curious.

Watching Bai Yi leave, Ye Qingyin hurriedly followed.

"Just leave? Is there any information you need?" Ye Qingyin asked strangely, as if Li Yisheng didn't ask any useful questions?
"Yes." Li Yisheng said calmly.

There is only one Xing family that owns the God Lock Chain.

"Then Jian Shiyi is dead?" Ye Qingyin turned her head to look at Jian Lin from time to time.

Jian Shiyi's deeds are still recorded in Jianzong's archives. It is inevitable that such a character will end sadly.

"Originally dead, but now alive."

　incoming call
　　
　
(End of this chapter)