I’m Just Too Strong

2021-07-27

The end of Chapter 102
"Why didn't you escape?"

With a gloomy face, they had tens of thousands of Primordial Spirit cultivators, five dharma cultivators, and besieged one Primordial Spirit Realm sword cultivator, and they actually damaged so many people.

Even the Dharma cultivators were killed two!
Although it was all because of the Saint Artifact long sword, his eyes swept over the Spirit-Swallowing bottle gourd behind Bai Jiange, his expression softened slightly, as long as the Spirit-Swallowing bottle gourd can be recovered, these losses are still acceptable.

These Qianyuan cultivators are now like mice, and they are becoming more and more difficult to hunt. These 100,000 True Spirits are not a small number and can save them a lot of time.

What they lack now is time!
Bai Jiange looked at everyone who was glare like a tiger watching his prey, and suddenly showed a smile, stroked the long sword around his waist with his left hand, and said slowly:

"Since you are reluctant to let me go, then Let's kill you all!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sword cry was heard in the Qi Sea, a sword-shaped primordial body with golden light, hovering and flying out of the body, and instantly merged into the human slaughter.

Yan!
The sound of sword chanting sounded, Rentu exuded dazzling red light, Bai Jiange imposing manner climbed, and in an instant approached Primordial Spirit Realm Great Perfection.

The three cultivators and many black robed men were all stunned. Bai Jiange is indeed the most amazing sword cultivator they have ever seen, but without the Supreme sword intent of Saint Artifact, even if it is burning The original, but barely reached the Primordial Spirit Realm Great Perfection.

Not even a lot of black robed man, even more how three Dharma cultivators, even dared to utter mad words to kill them all.

Everyone thought that Bai Jiange was crazy, a cultivator winked, a few black robed man silhouettes flickered, and Bai Jiange was about to be eliminated, when a sword cry suddenly sounded again.

I saw another sword-shaped meta-place circling out of Bai Jiange's body and blending into the slaughter. Bai Jiange's imposing manner climbed a lot again.

Everyone was stunned, and even the black robed men who were about to raid were stunned.

What's going on? How could he have two primaries?

Without giving everyone time to think about it, a sword-shaped primordial body flew out one after another, a total of nine, all fused into the human slaughter.

A terrifying sword intent pierces the sky!

Rentu is like a red crystal, swallowing a crimson sword glow, and the surrounding space is cut into fine cracks by the sword glow.

Bai Jiange's white robe screeched, every strand of white hair overflowed with sword glow, the Forehead Sword pattern shone brightly, and if the cultivation base is not enough, one glance can be stabbed in the eyes, it contains infinite Sword Intent's eyes glanced at everyone indifferently, and said expressionlessly:
"You think you can kill me?"

The three cultivators came back to his senses, all of which were It happened in a flash, restraining the shock in his eyes, and said in a harsh voice:
"Evil! It's really a monster! Everyone obeys orders, at all costs, kill this person!"

Dharma cultivator Unconsciously, the target has been shifted. At this time, the swallowing bottle gourd is no longer important. If this evil sword cultivator grows up, it will be a disaster for them in the black underworld!
Even if this person has already burned the primordial fetus, but this kind of monster is not a generation of monstrous luck, not without the possibility of restoring the Dao Foundation, only by completely destroying its True Spirit can it be safe!
"Kill!"

The three cultivators no longer hesitate, with a huge dharma floating behind them, stepping on the shatter void, rushing up instantly!

Thousands of black robed man follow closely from behind, and many cultivators even burned their primordial fetuses, looking frenzied.

"No sky, no land, no me, no sword, return to the ruins sword art!"

bang!
The endless sword glow poured out, Bai Jiange's silhouette was in the sword Quickly shuttle in the glow ocean, each sword glow seems to be his incarnation.

A sword was slashed out, and groups of black robed men were cut into nothingness by the sword glow.

I have to admit that Bai Jiange's strength at this time is already not in the law, and as a sword cultivator, his killing ability is even more terrifying matchless, and even they can't see through the Sword Art displayed.

Humph! A cultivator coldly snorted, stretched out his hand and pulled out the dharma from behind, and a giant bow with brilliant lights and vibrant colors appeared in his hand. When the giant bow was drawn, countless energies converged into arrows, and an inexplicable energy instantly locked Bai Jiange.

Bai Jiange, who was mowing the grass, jumped in his heart and flashed his silhouette several times, but he still felt an air force locked on him, his heart suddenly clear comprehension, this arrow will hit, can't escape Now, only hard connection!
Huh!
white light flashed, a crack appeared in the void, light arrows condensed by countless energies had appeared in front of him, Bai Jiange's pupils shrank violently, Ren Tu cut through the space like a red crystal sword tip, at the crucial moment stabbed Medium arrow!
At the place of the encounter, a pitch-black void appeared silently, and a terrifying shock wave shot out in the next instant, and many unlucky black robed men were directly shot to death by the aftermath sword glow!

bang!
Bai Jiange was pressed down into the void by the terrifying force, smashed a big hole in the ground, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The moment he just fought, he stabbed the upper Qianjian, only able to block this arrow, is the Law Manifestation Realm, its strength is really terrifying.

The Dharma cultivator holding a treasured bow in the void, a step forward, a big hole is stepped out of the void, the rays of light all over the body shine, the huge treasured bow is drawn again, the eyes are cold and severe, deadly Lock down Bai Jiange in the pit.

The other two cultivator formed hand seals, behind the dharma golden light shining, a Nine-Storey Pagoda, carrying the might of the sky, smashed into the big pit, a purple thunder bead, in the sea of purple thunder Ups and downs, one after another, a thick purple beam of light lasing out!

Bai Jiange in the pit, standing upright, still has a calm face in the face of the terrorist attack of the cultivator, stretches out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, throws the slaughter in his hand, and pinches the sword art with his hand .

“First Coming Storm of Swords!”

The wind is blowing!
The boundless sword glow field transformed by the sword art of Guixu was instantly activated, merged with the countless sword intents inspired by Bai Jiange, and formed a huge vortex storm connecting Heaven and Earth in an instant!

Bai Jiange's eyes are vigilant. This move is a move that even he can't fully grasp. Hundreds of sword intents are sputtering wildly in the storm vortex, colliding and merging with each other. Under circumstances, uncontrollable changes will occur!
this move, we are not divided!
sword glow The storm is getting bigger and bigger, all kinds of rays of light flickering in its center, and an inexplicable wave is faintly coming out, the three cultivators in the void can stand unsteadily, and a terrifying suction force is firmly held They, they were so close to the storm, almost in the storm, that even their attacks were pulled by the vortex.

Bai Jiange complexion changed , the silhouette flickered, swiftly away from the storm, and many black robed men also turned their heads and ran!
Big sound and hopeful sound.

The void starts from the core of the storm, and disappears silently. The sword glow storm explodes instantly, and the densely packed Space Crack spreads out. Any black robed man swept by the aftermath directly turns into nothingness, Even the True Spirit was wiped out, and even the banning formation here was destroyed by the aftermath in the blink of an eye.

Not good! The faces of the three cultivators in the void changed wildly, and they urged the cultivators to wrap their bodies in an instant, burst out with all their strength, and shot them into the distance, trying their best to get rid of the storm.

Boom!
After a long time, a loud noise came, resounding through Heaven and Earth, and the void was broken. This kind of Small World space is really too fragile.

Even if the sword glow storm erupted in the void, a huge pothole was blasted out on the ground, reaching as deep as zhang!
ka-cha!

With one arm through the soil, Bai Jiange crawled out of the ruins, looking pale, with a weak breath, long white hair and messy white robes.

Bai Jiange frowned slightly, and was about to run true essence to clean up the filth, but found that his body was clean, Qi Sea was dilapidated, there was no trace of true essence, and he couldn't help showing helplessness.

He got up and sat down slowly against the rock, calmly looking at the black robed man who was slowly surrounding him. After a while, three embarrassed silhouettes fell from the void, their robes tattered, face deathly pale , it is the three Dharma cultivators.

Their three people are the closest to the sword glow storm. Even if they do their best to avoid it, they are still not lightly injured.

More than 10,000 black robed men, and now there are only about 2,000 dead, and only three of the five cultivators, and they are seriously injured. All of this is the Primordial Spirit Realm in front of me. Caused by sword cultivator.

Everyone stared at the white clothed sword cultivator leaning on the rock with vigilant eyes, as if this was not a Primordial Spirit Realm sword cultivator, but an ominous beast that would choose someone to eat !
Bai Jiange, who has reached the limit, gently stroked the jade green long sword in his arms, looked up at the sky, his eyes were empty, in the end it was Senior Sister, are you with me?

Bai Jiange withdrew his gaze, looking at the slowly approaching people, his eyes gradually became indifferent.

Want my soul True Spirit right?

Then give it to you!
Bai Jiange's thoughts sink into the depths of Primordial Spirit, at the core of the soul, an invisible long sword is like a lively fish, flying around a little True Spirit, Bai Jiange's thoughts slowly Probe towards the long sword.

The chapped lips slowly opened, and the voice was harsh and cold.

"The Sword of the End..."

(end of this chapter)