Swordsman of the World

Chapter 63 The Breath of Destruction
"Boom." The tree trunk that Yang Dong was sitting on was destroyed, and he had to jump off.

Yang Dong turned his head and said, "Now we can only fight desperately. It is useless to escape urgently."

Qi Tianxing also agreed and said: "Everyone must unite, Second Senior Sister, you are the highest seniority here, and we will be at your disposal."

The second senior sister is quite old, and the dignity is the highest among the crowd, everyone agreed to Qi Tianxing's words.

The second senior sister frowned and said: "In this case, juniors, I need three people to break through the opponent's sword formation. As long as the opponent's sword formation disperses, we will have a chance. I will lead the formation, who is willing to follow?"

"Eh..." Everyone hesitated immediately, and rushed into the opponent's sword array?That's the most dangerous thing, isn't that sending you to death?
Yang Dong frowned, and immediately said, "Second Senior Sister, I'll follow you."

Qi Tianxing couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately said, "Count me in."

The second senior sister nodded, and said: "You two follow me closely. When the others see their sword array spread out, they immediately besiege a small number of opponents, and we will make restraint."

"Understood!" Everyone said in unison.

And Yang Dong also brought up the two swords and followed Qi Tianxing's back. He didn't dare to be careless. When encountering robbers in the wild, the opponent's cultivation base is the same as his own, and he has refined a powerful sword formation. probably dead.

Whoosh, the three of them avoided the sharp sword light impact of the sword formation at the same time, and rushed into the sword formation with agility. Although it was thrilling, all three of them rushed into the sword formation just in time.

Attempt to catch one and kill it first, so that the formation will be broken.

"Change!" The leader of the opponent shouted, and these people dispersed and retreated one after another. At the same time, they threw their swords away and used their sword energy to forcibly control the sword.

The second senior sister was in a hurry, and said: "Do it immediately, we can't let them distance themselves."

Qi Tianxing and Second Senior Sister shot at the same time, the sword energy erupted, and they smashed hard.

Hum, the sound of sword energy bursting out is deafening.

Unexpectedly, after hitting a person, that person scattered like quicksand, as if it didn't exist in the first place.

"What?" The two were shocked, knowing that they had been deceived.

However, the flying swords of the eight opponents had already been sacrificed, and at this time they had already flown over. Yang Dong jumped behind him, ding, ding twice, blocking the two flying swords.

It's just that the other six are flying backwards, not leaving a blade of grass in their path.

Pfft, puff, two more sword cultivators from the Spirit Vein Institute were killed, their heads flying, and three steps of blood spattered.

"Damn, what's going on? Isn't this a living person?" The second senior sister saw this scene, not knowing why.

Rushing, there was some quicksand on the ground at some point, eating away at the three dead sword cultivators. Slowly, the three sword cultivators seemed to be disintegrated and merged with the quicksand.

Crash, the quicksand dispersed, and suddenly a person with an expressionless face appeared, wasn't it the three senior brothers of the Spiritual Pulse Academy?

Everyone is scary.

The second senior sister immediately said loudly: "Don't approach them, they are already dead, these are all fake."

Yang Dong vaguely understood that these sword masters were already dead at all, and they were transformed into their original appearance by someone using secret methods.

What kind of secret method is this?So powerful, one person can have so many helpers.

But it seems that the puppets turned into by these quicksands are not very strong.

No, who called the 'change' just now?
Yang Dong thought that there must be someone else, right?
But among the eight opponents, each of them looked like a zombie, so they couldn't tell.

"Change, twisting formation." Suddenly, there was a voice, and the original eight puppet sword cultivators immediately became eleven, with the three as the center, twisted into a formation, and slowly surrounded them.

Obviously the opponent is much stronger than they imagined, not only advance and retreat with certainty, but also master a variety of sword formations.

Soon Yang Dong and the others were all surrounded.

And the elder sisters on the other side didn't have time to get out, so they could only rely on themselves.

Although Yang Dong has a life-saving blood-sealed sword in his hand, what should he do if he doesn't know which one is the real body?

The sword energy criss-crossing everyone, these people are like puppets without stopping, and the cooperation is perfect.

Yang Dong found that every time he blocked a blow, some sand would fall on him from the opponent's sword. He felt that the sand was a little weird, so he immediately shook it to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Long'er followed suit without letting the sand stick to his body.

The sword formation became tighter and tighter, and the remaining seven people were pushed closer and closer, and there was not much room for them to use their sword skills.

Yang Dong secretly gritted his teeth, if this continues, they will be exhausted to death without being able to display their respective abilities.

The opponent is very smart, using puppets to form a sword formation, and they are crushed perfectly. The strangling sword formation has formed a sword net, which can not only oppress, but also prevent anyone from escaping.

It only takes a stick of incense time, and everyone will be exhausted, after all, it is impossible for people to fight puppets.

Rusha, suddenly, a ball of quicksand drilled into a brother of Lingmai Academy, and the strong oppressive force instantly oppressed his flesh and blood.

"Ah!" The senior just let out a scream and then fell silent.

The second senior sister immediately reminded: "Don't get sand on your body, these sands are not ordinary sand, they must be magic weapons for refining."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Ao also let out a scream, and a lot of sand suddenly rolled out of his right arm, like something spiritual, not only grinding his hand.

And that hand could no longer hold the dharma sword, drops of blood dripped down, and the palm of the hand was crushed as if it had entered a meat grinder.

"Help me, save me." Yun Ao screamed in fear.

It was too late, but soon, Qi Tianxing cut off his arm with a sword, and then stretched out his finger to stop the bleeding.

If one person dies here, one person loses combat effectiveness, and the remaining five people's self-protection becomes a problem.

At this time, the elder sister who was fighting with the great sword master over there suddenly let out a muffled groan, and then saw that she was smashed to the ground by the opponent's quicksand, and obviously lost.

"Let's run for our lives, there is no other way." Qi Tianxing said in a deep voice, "The sword array is too powerful."

The second senior sister also had no better way, and said: "This time the opponent is too powerful, let's run away."

Everyone also knew that there was no other way, and they all took out a series of khaki animal skin talismans, which were thousands of miles of earth escape talismans, but Yang Dong didn't have any.

He asked Qi Tianxing very strangely, and said, "Brother, do you have any?"

Qi Tianxing said strangely: "For this kind of task, the master will distribute the thousand-mile earth escape talisman, why didn't you ask the master for it?"

Yang Dong's face suddenly sank, will Qi Tian give it to him?

Whoosh, whoosh, several people escaped with the Thousand Miles Earth Escape Talisman, even the elder sister over there was injured and escaped, ignoring him.

Yang Dong stayed in the sword array!
"It's really fucking hot." Yang Dong cursed secretly, but right now he had to face this strange method of quicksand.

"Hmph, a bunch of rubbish from the Bone Dao Palace." The great sword master, surrounded by quicksand, floated over: "With so many people, they still can't beat my apprentice, haha, hahaha."

At this time, a man with an expressionless face walked out of the many quicksand puppets. He handed over three pockets and said, "Master, there are only three. If you kill this one, there should be more."

"Well, let's do it, you have mastered the quicksand method well." The great sword master didn't even look at Yang Dong, treating him as a dead person.

The other party took the initiative to reveal his figure, and Yang Dong also recognized who was the one who controlled the sword formation. It turned out to be a zombie face in white clothes.

Yang Dong raised his hand suddenly and said: "Wait a minute, I have a question, I hope you can answer me, so that I can die in peace."

"Oh? Tell me, this little wish, I will grant you with mercy." The great swordsman took it proudly, a little flattered.

Yang Dong pointed to the sand surrounding him and asked, "What are these sands?"

The great swordsman said disdainfully: "People in small places just have no knowledge. This is the breath of ruined soil, which comes from the essence of sand and gravel bred by a special soil with soil attributes."

Yang Dong suddenly realized, and said: "So that's how it is. I hope to die on such a breath of ruin. I don't know if senior can satisfy my wish as a dying person."

"Hahaha, it's interesting. It's the first time I see someone who is about to die so calmly. Well, I'll satisfy you. Die!"

With a move by the great swordsman, the sand condensed into a sword, and with a buzzing sound, it came out and directly hit Yang Dong's heart.

At the critical moment, Yang Dong sacrificed the Star Sword and devoured the soul of the sword!

Since it is the essence of heaven and earth, then I can swallow the sword soul without fail!

With a grunt, it was as if a pair of hands penetrated into the water, and the breath of defeat was swallowed directly.

"What, what?" The great sword master instantly lost his sense of the breath of ruin. Since he got it, he has been cooperating with the refining of the sword soul, and he is almost as proficient in controlling his hands and feet. Why did he suddenly say that he didn't have it?

Wow, and the quicksand puppet controlled by his apprentice collapsed instantly, turning into a pile of sand.

Both of them looked around and at Yang Dong, completely unaware of what happened.

"You boy! What the hell did you do? Where's my breath of ruin?" The great swordsman looked at his hands in horror, no matter how he used the secret technique, he couldn't summon the breath of ruin.

Yang Dong just smiled coldly, how could he tell about his possession of the Devouring Sword Soul?
"Death!" His apprentice immediately stabbed him with a huge sword, and he felt that it was time to claim credit from his master.

He judged that Yang Dong possessed the strength of the sword master in the early stage, and since he asked the sword master in the middle stage, defeating Yang Dong was inevitable.

It's a pity that he was wrong. Yang Dong cultivated the power of stars, and his sword energy was already strong, not to mention that he also possessed invisible evil spirit and transparent short sword. In this kind of dense forest, there are many shadows. With his nothingness sword energy ,puff.

The transparent short sword circled around the man's back without a sound, and pierced his back shoulder bone with a puff, cutting the ligament directly, making his fingers weak, and the magic sword in his hand flew off.

He turned around in surprise, what's going on?Attacked on your back?
Yang Dong seized the opportunity, raised his sword and dropped it, a sword energy directly knocked him away, the next one was the first.

The great swordsman was even more strange, suddenly realized that Yang Dongyuan was not as simple as he imagined, he held his palms up, the excess sand on the ground condensed into a giant hand, and then grabbed Yang Dong fiercely.

"You boy, design me and die for me."

"Salad" a large mass of quicksand slammed towards him fiercely. Before it came over, Yang Dong felt a pressure on his face, his Taoist robe was blowing, and the moment he reacted, the giant hand condensed with sand had already squeezed it.

(End of this chapter)