Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 524 The Sword of Death

After many days of searching in Dazebi to no avail, the two gray-clothed old men couldn't help but feel dejected. They had secretly decided to go back to the Hell Gate Branch in Xuanwu State and report the matter to the young master.

Unexpectedly, at the most disappointing moment, they met Shi Xiaole again. Could it be that God didn't want their efforts to go to waste?
There was no way to take Shi Xiaole before, because the other party was as slippery as a loach, and would run away every time.Now that he has the Heaven Binding Formation, why can't he catch the opponent?

Thinking of this, the gray-clothed old man who had chased and killed Shi Xiaole laughed ferociously, and shouted: "Boy, hand over what you have on you, and you will be captured obediently."

Seeing Shi Xiaole leave in a hurry, he guessed that the other party might have gotten something good here, and he suddenly became greedy.Anyway, they are all grasshoppers in their hands, so they can handle them however they want.

"Using the formation to trap me, so that I have nowhere to escape, the two of you have made a good plan."

The body floated down on the top of a tree, as light as nothing, Shi Xiaole looked coldly at the approaching elder.

Through the perception of mental power, he found that the formations around him were so mysterious that even he couldn't detect the flaws. Fortunately, he was not what he used to be, otherwise he might really suffer.

Of course, if it wasn't for the great increase in strength, Shi Xiaole wouldn't have fallen into the trap.

"No one will end well if you offend me at the gate of hell! Boy, why bother to pretend to be calm, you have to do what we say to have a chance to save your life."

The gray-clothed old man with broken eyebrows said lightly.

"It's you who should be worried."

Shi Xiaole smiled.

"What a bold and ignorant lunatic, third child, just wait and see, let me tear this kid's bones and see how tough he is."

A gray shadow flashed, and the gray-clothed old man who had been chasing and killing Shi Xiaole was furious, like a tiger out of the gate, he waved his hands together, turned into huge claw shadows, criss-crossed and tore towards Shi Xiaole.

In front of these claw shadows, the void is like a huge piece of cheese, divided into many parts of different sizes, and each part is full of strong energy that tears apart gold and iron.

The gray-clothed old man himself had comprehended sixty percent of the true meaning of tearing apart, and in addition, he wore a pair of low-grade spirit soldier-level gloves in advance, superimposed two by two, and the lethality was astonishingly incomparable.

Faced with this blow, Shi Xiaole did not retreat but advanced, and stabbed forward with a sword.

Keng!
First, the claw shadow that was hit was shattered, and then all the claw shadows disappeared with it as the center.

"Hell's Horror Palm!"

Changing the claws into palms, the gray-clothed old man mobilized a lot of power.

Within the thirty feet covered by the formation, there were sudden howls of ghosts and gods, and the shadows of the palms did not congeal, but were everywhere, squeezing Shi Xiaole from all around to the center, trying to crush him.

Countless sword qi rained down, and when the palm force was about to be released, it pierced densely, and countless fierce and dazzling sparks burst out between the two. When the palm force counteracted the sword qi, its own power had been reduced by about [-]%.

"Storm Thunder!"

Almost in no particular order, Shi Xiaole's swords merged into one, bursting out like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.Looking carefully, this beam of light is clearly sword energy, but because the sword energy is too dense, it looks like a ball of light.

Sigh.

A circle of aftermath centered on the two of them spread crazily, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the Heaven-Bound Formation, and the two figures retreated at the same time.

"hateful!"

The old man in gray clenched his fists, startled and angry.

Shi Xiaole's strength is not comparable to him at all, but the opponent's speed is too fast, he has not completed his momentum, and the attack will arrive, and he will use at most [-]% of his power out of [-], which caused a tie.

"Third, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you join hands?"

Glancing at the old man with broken eyebrows who was standing aside, ready to strike at any time, the old man in gray laughed ferociously.What's the use of speed, he doesn't believe it, two top low-level venerables can't take down a brat.

"It has to be done quickly."

Shi Xiaole is not afraid of the two teaming up, but to deal with them, it is inevitable to expose some cards that cannot be known by others, so they must be eliminated before the Heaven-binding formation disappears.

A sharp light flashed in Shi Xiaole's eyes, Shi Xiaole inserted the sword into his belt, put his hands behind his back, and when he took it out again, there was an extra sword in his hand.

The blade was slender and the hilt was pitch black. Before it was pulled out, a deep hostility and evil had spread in all directions, making the hairs of the two gray-clothed old men stand on end.

"This is, the top low-grade spirit sword?!"

The gray-clothed old man who chased and killed Shi Xiaole shouted, his eyes were burning hot.

Low-rank spiritual soldiers are also divided into three, six, and nine ranks.Top low-grade spiritual soldiers are rare.Only the head of the Hell Gate branch in Xuanwu State has such a huge branch. If he can get it himself, the attack power can almost match that of the middle-level venerable.

"Hurry up, Demon Dragon Yutian Fist!"

The old man with broken eyebrows had always been calm, but now he couldn't be calm anymore. He leaned forward, his body tensed like a bowstring, and then shot out, drawing a black dragon trail in the air, and the dragon's head was his fist.

"Hell's Horror Palm!"

The gray-clothed old man was also unwilling to be left behind, this time he deliberately flew back and formed a joint offensive with the broken-browed old man, not giving Shi Xiaole any room to dodge.

scandium……

After a loud and clear sword cry, there was an even more majestic dragon roar.After a few years, the Red Dragon Sword was unsheathed again, and the red sword energy was like a blood river enchantment. As soon as it appeared, it immediately made the void smell of killing.

"Storm Thunder!"

It was also the third style of Fengji Sword Art. This time, besides being extremely sharp, the sword move also carried the will to destroy everything, like a long blood-colored dragon brazenly meeting the black dragon in front of it.

buzzing.

The invisible palm force surged layer by layer, continuously weakening the power of the blood-colored dragon.As soon as the palm strength passed, the two dragon-shaped qi, one red and one black, finally collided head-on, making a deafening and loud noise.

Inside the formation, the air expanded rapidly, causing the barrier of the formation to bulge out by a full three feet, and then bounced back suddenly.

The strength of the palm, the strength of the fist, and the energy of the sword are constantly impacting and crushing each other, turning the [-]-foot-long land into a meat grinding ground. If there is a master who is waiting for the Dragon Pass to step in at this moment, he must be shot through on the spot.

Swinging the Red Dragon Sword, Shi Xiaole avoided the aftermath, his face turned slightly pale.

The two old men with broken eyebrows were also uncomfortable, one's robe was torn, the other's mouth was bleeding, and they looked very embarrassed.

The aftermath was jointly created by the three, and in addition to its small range, it was more powerful than any one person's offensive.It's also fortunate that Shi Xiaole has the body protection of the Red Dragon Sword, plus his lightness kungfu is superb, otherwise it would not be as simple as turning pale.

"No matter how good something is, if you don't have strength, you don't deserve it."

The old man with broken eyebrows had no anger, but only endless joy.

After all, he underestimated the power of the Red Dragon Sword, and he had a hunch that the quality of the Red Dragon Sword in Shi Xiaole's hand was still higher than the top-level low-grade spiritual weapon of the sect master.

Although I am not a swordsman, owning this sword can still greatly increase my combat power, or I can hand it over to the Hell Gate headquarters directly. I heard that it can be exchanged for many useful training resources.

All in all, it wasn't a bad trip.

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you all for helping me complete the sword move ahead of schedule."

At this moment, Shi Xiaole suddenly said something without thinking.

Before leaving Qingxue Prefecture, Shi Xiaole obtained the Fifteen Killing Swords, but limited by the incomplete No.15 sword, he has not been able to truly display the power of this sword technique.

Over the years, he has never been slack in comprehending the No.15 sword. Later, he successively obtained first-class martial arts such as the Wuxiang magic art, Lingxi finger, and flying immortals outside the sky. The No.15 sword is completed to a [-]% level.

It's just that this last line unexpectedly stumped him, and he couldn't make any progress.

It wasn't until at the bottom of the swamp cave that the quality of the magic bones increased greatly, which greatly improved Shi Xiaole's magic talent. At that time, he only felt that inspiration burst out from time to time, so he wanted to find a place with a beautiful environment to break through the last hurdle.

In the end, the two elders stopped Shi Xiaole, and in the middle of the fierce battle, it was probably because the temperament of the Red Dragon Sword and the Killing Fifteen Swords were very compatible, which inspired him countless times, and he figured out the key point in advance.

"Things of bluff, look at the trick!"

The old man with broken eyebrows let out a deep shout, and he threw out both fists, turning into shadows of fists to kill Shi Xiaole.Another old man in gray dodges to the opposite side, picking the gaps to attack.

The two should have cooperated many times, and they knew that Shi Xiaole reacted very quickly, so they would never fight him in close combat. They would often use a wide range of killing moves, and after dozens of moves, Shi Xiaole's retreat was gradually blocked.

"The No. 15 sword of killing life represents the ultimate death. If you want to use this move, you must get close to death and become one with death."

Deliberately putting himself in danger, Shi Xiaole truly understood the essence of this set of demon swordsmanship, his eyes became colder and colder, and his body revealed a kind of dead silence.

"Die to the old man, the double dragon will break!"

Seeing that Shi Xiaole showed his flaws, the uneasiness in the old man's heart turned into murderous intent. He closed his fists together and transformed into two dragons, which ruthlessly punched Shi Xiaole's chest.

The gray-clothed old man had never held back his hands, so he was a little weak at the moment, but the opportunity was rare, so he had to muster up all his energy, and slapped a wave of palms towards Shi Xiaole.

At the same time as the storm of fists and palms hit, Shi Xiaole saw a mysterious and unpredictable line, following this line, he swung his sword calmly.

The blade of the sword is blood red, the energy of the sword is blood red, and even the momentum of the sword is blood red. Within the formation, everything is covered in a layer of scarlet that penetrates the flesh and bones, as if everything in the world will be destroyed by this sword.

This is the complete deadly No.15 sword, not inferior to the Flying Immortal from Heaven!

What's even more frightening is that due to the blessing of [-]% of the true meaning of the devil, the frontal lethality of this sword has reached the first-class middle-grade level.

The blood-red sword energy was fleeting, and two slender blood lines appeared in the void, followed by two screams.

"impossible!"

The old man with broken eyebrows looked at the sword hole in his chest, his pupils almost narrowed into two needle eyes.

The old man in gray opened his mouth wide, his face was pale and bloodless, he was speechless.

"die."

His right arm trembled slightly, Shi Xiaole's heart was ruthless, and he once again used the deadly No.15 sword he had just comprehended.

"Do not……"

Twice chi chi.

Everything is still.

There were only two heads and two headless corpses at the scene.

When he died, You Zi had a frightened expression on the faces of the two hell gate elders.

(End of this chapter)