Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 850, Sword with Life, Sword with Kill
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Suddenly, a ray of light of life flew out from the void and landed on Long Buqi.

The breath of life on Long Buqi's body quickly recovered, and his snow-white hair also turned black and gray.

"The King of War is alive!"

The Cancer monster shouted.

The girls who had been staring at Long Buqi also noticed this strange change, and they relaxed their frowning eyebrows, and finally felt relieved.

"Xuantian Dragon Emperor is nothing more than that, he can't even kill an eighth-rank Heavenly King."

The nine-tailed demon fox seemed a little dissatisfied, but he let out a long sigh of relief. Although according to Master's divination, he would not die here, but seeing him injured like this, he was still worried that the divination would not be accurate. It's just a prediction of the future, no one can guarantee that the hexagram will be accurate, after all, things in the future are full of variables and accidents will always happen.

"Why does this happen?"

The Zijiao King was a little puzzled. At this time, his condition was very strange. Just now his life energy was exhausted, but now it has recovered to about half. This is the first time he has seen this situation, and he has never heard of it. It is a miracle that the survivors can survive after burning their lives.

"I'm just asking casually."

This involves the mystery of the Heaven Slaughter Sword Style, Zijiao King smiled and quickly explained, indicating that he did not intend to covet the Heaven Slaughter Sword Style.

"The Heaven Killing Sword Style needs to use life to draw the sword, to kill and sustain life." Long Buqi looked indifferent. In fact, this is not a mystery. Many strong people in the ancient times knew it, and there is nothing to hide. The Heaven Slaughter Sword Style needs to burn life, if it kills the opponent, it will deprive the opponent of life and restore life."

"This Heaven Slaughter Sword Style is too terrifying. The sword is made with life, and life is nourished with killing."

"With such a powerful sword style, it's no wonder that the King of War can become the strongest in the ancient times.".
The monsters were all shocked, and a chill rose in their hearts. They never wanted to meet such a terrifying opponent. The ancient times were not comparable to the present. At that time, strong men came out in large numbers, and there were as many as dozens of emperors. In the golden age, the King of War was recognized as the number one strongest at that time, which shows how terrifying the Heaven Slaughter Sword Style is, even the Emperor of Heaven would not dare to lightly swipe its edge!
The Heaven Killing Sword Style means betting your life with your opponent!
Kill yourself, kill yourself, and kill the enemy!
"Do you think this sword style is too evil?"

Long Buqi glanced at them and saw what they were thinking.

The monsters shook their heads slightly in embarrassment, remained silent, and killed for their lives, which was indeed a bit evil.

"There is no distinction between evil and justice in Gongfa and martial arts, the key lies in the person who uses them."

Long Buqi's eyes were deep, and he never cared about the difference between good and evil when he practiced martial arts and martial arts.

Therefore, in the ancient times, other people's evaluation of him was completely opposite. Some people called him the evil emperor, while others called him the dragon emperor, which was between good and evil.

To act in life, I only want to have a clear conscience, and don't ask what is good or what is wrong!
The monsters' eyes are bright, and they have a deeper understanding of martial arts. Evil kung fu falls on good people, and they can do good deeds. On the contrary, good kung fu falls on evil people, and they can do evil things. Good and evil.

"So it seems that Xuantian Dragon Emperor is dead?"

The Golden Leopard King was puzzled and did not see the corpse of Xuantian Dragon Emperor. However, the recovery of the Zhan Wang's life meant that he had killed his opponent.

"No, let him escape." Long Buqi shook his head slightly, a little regretful, "You don't have to kill the opponent to restore your vitality, and you can restore some vitality by killing the opponent."

The Golden Leopard King suddenly realized that the King of War killed Xuantian Dragon Emperor, took away half of Xuantian Dragon Emperor's vitality, and replenished half of his own vitality. If he killed Xuantian Dragon Emperor, then this would not be the case now, and the vitality would be fully recovered!

"Since he didn't die, but was injured, why did he escape, why didn't he come back?"

The giant crab monster scratched the back of its head, a little confused. If it was him, he would definitely come back.

"Because he didn't dare to bet his life with the King of War. Sometimes, a person with a high level of cultivation is used to being on top, overlooking the life and death of all living beings, but he himself is afraid of falling."

King Zijiao took a look at him, and had a deep impression on this subordinate. He was good at everything, but his brain was not very bright, and he was more than brave but not resourceful.

"It's not that he's completely afraid of death. Xuantian's injury is not serious. Without thousands of years of cultivation, it's impossible to recover."

Long Buqi's eyes flickered, and he added.

If Xuantian really dared to come back, he would burn his life again and use the Heaven Slaughter Sword Style.

If he keeps fighting like this, Xuantian's vitality will be drained, and he will definitely die.

And he, after finally beheading Xuantian, his vitality will be restored and he can survive.

Regarding this point, Xuantian was also very clear in his heart, so he could only choose to escape.

"The majestic emperor of heaven is actually afraid of falling."

The cancer monster clicked its tongue, a little unbelievable.

The Zijiao King had a bit of a headache, obviously, he hadn't figured it out yet, if there was hope of winning, Xuantian might not run away, however, if he knew he was going to die, not running away would not be brave, but stupid.

"The patriarch escaped."

"what should we do?".
The Xuantian Sect's millions of defenders, elders and disciples were at a loss. The Patriarch was the pillar and the backbone of the Xuantian Sect. When the Patriarch fled, the entire Xuantian Sect suddenly had no leader.

"If you don't surrender quickly, those who surrender will not be killed!"

Long Buqi glanced at the entire Xuantian Sect Holy Land and Xuantian City indifferently, his divine power wrapped his voice, and it spread throughout the Holy Land and the whole city.

"Warlord, how can we not kill, Xuantianzong killed so many of our brothers, we can't just let it go, kill them all, bloodbath Xuantian City and Xuantianzong Holy Land, not one left!"

The Cancer monster is a little impatient.

The Xuantian Sect's millions of defenders, elders and disciples were all pale. Even the patriarch was no match for the Heaven Slaughter Dragon Emperor. No matter how many of them there were, it would be useless. The defeat was decided, and life and death were in the hands of Penglai Island. inside.

"Idiot, don't talk nonsense! First persuade to surrender, after taking over Xuantianzong, and then slowly liquidate, if they are all killed, the entire territory as big as the Great Chitian, can we rule it with such a small number of people on Penglai Island?"

The Purple Flood Dragon King winked at the giant crab monster and almost kicked it. It was really stupid. The sound transmission was secreted. If he announced the bloodbath of the Xuantian Sect Holy Land and Xuantian City now, knowing that he would die, Xuantian would die. Everyone in Tianzong will definitely run away desperately.

The Cancer monster suddenly understood the intention of the King of War, and dared not say anything more, so as not to destroy the plan of the King of War.

"If you don't surrender, I'll count to three. If anyone refuses to surrender, they will be killed without mercy!"

Long Buqi's eyes are like lightning.

"one!"

Before the second sound was counted, millions of Xuantianzong defenders, elders and disciples had put down their weapons and knelt down on the ground to express their submission.

(End of this chapter)