Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 445 Peerless Qingming Sword

"Young master can't do this evil!"

Rubbing his hands together, Song Qing walked towards the skull platform, intending to draw the black sword again. This time, he only relied on his physical strength and did not use his mana again.

At this time Song Qing was only holding the black arrow with one hand, and first exerted a little force.

Sure enough, the black light flashed again on the black sword, and Song Qing felt his right hand tremble, but this time the force he used was really small, how could he shake him away?
"Just pull it out slowly with such a small force, and the elephant will eventually be eaten by ants!"

Seeing that it was exactly as he had guessed, Song Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said to himself, at the same time, he kept moving his hand, using this tiny force, trying to pull out the black sword.

At the beginning, because Song Qing's strength was too weak, the black sword was stuck on the skull table, and it didn't move at all.

But Song Qing did not give up, and was still very patient!

But now with the passage of time, at a certain moment, it seemed that all the accumulated power was being used on the black sword. Song Qing only felt that the black sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and unexpectedly came out.

"Sure enough, this method works!"

After his method achieved results, Song Qing couldn't help being overjoyed, and a little more confident in his heart.

Continue to use your own method to use a little strength to draw the black sword.

This time, the black sword was no longer motionless as before, and it was drawn upward bit by bit.

About three hours later, half of the black sword's body was exposed, and a faint light was circulating on the sword, as if there was some prehistoric beast sleeping deep inside.

"Not long after, this black sword will be completely drawn!"

Song Qing secretly rejoiced in his heart, after all, according to common sense, the more the black sword is pulled out, the easier it is to pull out, but Song Qing didn't know that his seemingly clever move awakened an extraordinary existence.

Just when Song Qing was secretly delighted, the skeleton under the black sword suddenly moved, as if alive, and began to spread towards the black sword, as if it wanted to cover the sword again.

At the same time, the skulls on the surrounding ground were also moving towards Song Qing, as if they were going to form a bigger skull platform again to enshrine the black sword.

Moreover, this time the skull didn't seem to intend to let Song Qing go, and even wanted to bury Song Qing together, and buried Song Qing's calf in an instant.

"not good!"

When Song Qing sensed this, it was already too late, the skull had already covered his knees, Song Qing only felt that there was a tremendous force pulling him, making him unable to move an inch.

Song Qing's heart trembled, suddenly thinking of the stories she heard when she was a child.

When he was very young, Song Qing always liked to listen to stories told by the old people in the village. He once heard a story about a water ghost. .

After Song Qing heard this story, he didn't dare to swim in the water for a while, for fear that he would be dragged to his death by some water ghost.

The current situation is the same as what the old people said back then, but the pulling force is countless times stronger!
"If you are pulled by the water ghost, you can't struggle, because the more you struggle, the deeper the water ghost's resentment will be, and the stronger the pull will be."

"The best way now is to wait for others to come to rescue me, but here I am alone, and even Tianlang is missing, how can I get out?"

With a flash of thought, Song Qing kept thinking about the current countermeasures. At a certain moment, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up, and he said with a little joy:
"Yes, this black sword, I use my own strength to use it on the black sword, and then use the black sword's anti-shock force, I should be able to escape."

It turned out that Song Qing thought of the black sword that Hei Jian was still holding, and thought of the anti-shock force of the black sword before, which made Song Qing retreat a few steps. This time, Song Qing should also be shocked out of the encirclement of the skull.

Now that Song Qing had made a decision, he couldn't help but let it go, holding the black sword with both hands, just like the first time, not only using physical strength, but also madly using mana.

"boom!"

Sure enough, the black sword shook again, and Song Qing felt a strong counter-shock force exerted on his body, and the center of gravity could not help but tilt backward.

Although this shock force was great, even several points greater than the first time, Song Qing did not take advantage of it to move an inch.

Surrounded by the skull, the pulling force was like a thousand weights added to the body, Song Qing was completely unable to open it with his own strength, and it was precisely because of this that he thought of the anti-shock force of the black sword.

However, Song Qing has forgotten one of the most fundamental problems. Although the anti-seismic force is strong, it is the anti-seismic force after all. It is equal to his own strength. Song Qing himself cannot break free from the shackles of the skull. Is it possible to break free from the shock force? !
"This method won't work!"

At this moment, Song Qing also understood this, and couldn't help frowning, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Since that's the case, I will fight desperately. Since the black sword can't shake me away, I will pull out the sword with all my strength!"

Before, although Song Qing did not escape with the help of the black sword's anti-shock force, he felt that he had pulled out the black sword for a few minutes.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qing's body is rolling with skeletons, and he has climbed up by several points!

Now that there is nothing to do, Song Qing is also ready to fight to the death, maybe the situation will change if he draws the black sword, it is not clear!

With a plan in mind, Song Qing immediately put it into action, crazily transporting mana in his body, the blue light on his body was already shining, and the veins on his arm had burst out, and he began to pull out the black sword with all his strength.

And as Song Qing used all his strength, the black sword was gradually moving upwards, and at the same time, the skull didn't stop, accelerating its upward climb.

In just a moment, the skull filled Song Qing's lower abdomen, and he felt that there was no perception below the waist, and the black sword was still the same as before, and did not break free from the skull's shackles.

Song Qing couldn't help feeling a little hopeless in his heart, and said to himself: "Could it be that the young master is really going to die here? The young master still has grudges, and now he doesn't even know who the enemy is, how can he die here so easily! "

Although it is hopeless, Song Qing is more unwilling. He has just reached the Golden Core Realm, and he can see a glimmer of hope for revenge. He will die here silently and turn into thousands of skeletons. a member.

How can you be willing? !
At this moment, at Song Qing's dantian, the already pitch-black spirit membrane suddenly flashed black, and the skull that had swallowed Song Qing and Hei Jian stopped suddenly.

Realizing this scene, Song Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew it and knew it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

He didn't care about thinking too much at the moment, Song Qing pulled out the black sword with all his strength.

"Zheng!"

Without the shackles of a skull, the black sword that Song Qing had expended a lot of power to do nothing about was suddenly pulled out at this moment.

The tip of the black sword pointed to the sky, and the black glow on the sword was erratic, and a sharp sword intent shot out from it, as if after breaking free from the shackles of ten thousand years, it raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry.

"Qing Ming Sword!"

(End of this chapter)