The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 378

Seeing that Nu Shura was about to die in the young man's hands in the next second, the black knife that fell beside him suddenly jumped up and fell into Song Xing's hand next to him, and then blocked the black-clothed young man's sword.

The clash of swords and swords produced a huge shock wave, which overturned the soil in a radius of ten feet.

The boy in black stepped on the ground, pushing the ground out of a cobweb-like crack. At the same time, he also slid back a few steps before barely stopping.

Song Xing stood with a knife in his hand, looking at the young man with a half-smile.

The young man was forced to retreat by Song Xing, as if he had been greatly insulted, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I haven't seen a stowaway like you for a long time, it seems that your strength is stronger than imagined."

Song Xing smiled indifferently: "Being able to defeat Nu Shura, it seems that you are not a small role under the half-god's hand."

"So that's it, are you prepared?" As soon as the boy's voice fell, his wrist flicked, and the black mist on the black sword changed, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a jet-black sword aura tens of meters long, slashing towards Song Xing.

The jet-black sword qi was filled with extremely strong killing aura, as if it could swallow up a person's flesh and spirit.

"What a terrifying murderous aura!"

The ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the pitch-black sword energy collided with the long knife in Song Xing's hand, and a dazzling brilliance exploded immediately, and the surrounding ground collapsed under the terrifying pressure.

The endless smoke and dust dissipated, and Song Xing stood there holding a knife, looking at the boy in black calmly.

The young man's face was pale, the ground under his feet was cracked with countless cracks, the clothes on his body were torn apart, his body was dripping with blood, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"What a terrifying swordsmanship!" Song Xing couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart when he saw the young man in black who had survived his stabbing.

The sword technique of the holy spirit is indeed the sword technique of the sword master of Fengyun World, but I don't know which style this young man has learned.

Realizing that Song Xing in front of him was a more terrifying opponent than the angry Shura, the young man showed a trace of majesty in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was placed horizontally, and once again he slashed out a sword energy that spanned heaven and earth.

"Sword 22!"

The pitch-black sword energy whizzed out, annihilating the ground inch by inch along the way, with boundless terror, as if it could destroy everything.

Violent and ferocious air waves swept in all directions, and the whole world shook violently.

There was a violent roar from the sky, and endless flames suddenly appeared in the dark clouds of the sky.

The raging flames gathered in the air to form a sea of ​​flames that covered the sky and the sun.

This sea of ​​flames expanded rapidly, and finally covered a thousand-meter radius, blocking out the sun in the sky.

The endless scorching heat caused all the land covered by the sea of ​​flames to boil, and the buildings in the ruins couldn't bear the high temperature and collapsed directly.

"What a domineering sword skill."

Sensing the terrifying power of the sea of ​​fire, Song Xing's face remained unchanged, he raised the long knife in his hand, urged the true essence, and poured it into it.

hum!
The long knife trembled violently and made a crisp clanging sound.

A golden light spread over Song Xing's long knife, and finally dyed it a brilliant pure gold color.

Immediately, Song Xing's long knife broke away from his arm and floated three feet in the air in front of him. On the handle of the knife, there was a thumb-thick rune shining red light.

In an instant, the golden light of the sword swept across the sky, like a sun rising into the sky, and even overwhelmed the light of the entire sea of ​​flames.

The golden sword light collided with the fiery sea of ​​fire, making a deafening sound.

The terrifying strength raged, tearing the earth into deep cracks.

The ground trembled crazily, the [-]-meter mountain peak rose from the ground, and the rocks pierced through the sky. The ground changed its terrain because of this battle.

The power of Song Xing's sword was horrifying. The sea of ​​flames that the young man cut out was actually split open by this knife. The golden knife light attacked the young man with an unstoppable momentum.

"How is it possible?" Looking at the golden sword light rushing towards him, the boy's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of shock.

The power of this knife is beyond his imagination!
When he sensed the danger approaching, the young man's face changed drastically, and he turned around without hesitation to avoid it, but he was already a step too slow.

The golden long knife cut across the sky, like a meteorite falling, and instantly cut through the boy's body.

The long knife slashed across, and the boy's body froze in the air. Strangely, there were no wounds on his body.

"Unfortunately, I didn't practice Sword 23!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man fell heavily on the ground. There were no fatal wounds on his body, but his spirit was directly cut off with a strange blow, and he lost all the breath of life.

"It turned out to be dead!"

Bai Xiu in the distance covered her mouth in surprise, and looked at Song Xing in disbelief.

Unlike Ah Tie next to her, she clearly knew how powerful the holy spirit sword technique used by the boy in black was!

Even the angry Shura who was invincible before was easily defeated by the young man, and even almost lost his life.

But the black-clothed boy who easily defeated the angry Shura was equally easily defeated by Song Xing's backhand, and was directly beheaded on the spot, making Bai Xiu subconsciously want to stay away from Song Xing.

Song Xing, who was so mediocre in the virtual world before, even easily suppressed by Judas, came to the real world, and his strength unexpectedly changed drastically.

What she didn't know was that the laws of the world in the illusory world suppressed Song Xing dozens of times more than Ah Tie and him. Song Xing's strength was not fully exerted until he came to the real world. No longer suppressed by the power of the law.

Killing the boy in black with one blow, Song Xing easily killed an ant without even looking at the boy's body.

Just when Bai Xiu was hesitating whether to go forward, Song Xing's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he swung the long knife in his hand, and the huge knife energy slashed out again, towards a huge stone in a ruin not far away.

"call!"

Just when the saber energy was about to hit the stone, a gust of breeze blew in, easily defusing the menacing saber energy.

Then Bai Xiu's eyes blurred, and a short and fat figure appeared on the top of the stone.

When I took a closer look, it turned out to be a fat old man in sportswear and a peaked cap, who looked a little kind and kind.

"Hey, hey, young man, don't get angry, I'm not an enemy."

Seeing Song Xing raising the knife again, the fat old man quickly smiled and waved his hands. At the same time, he tapped his feet lightly, and floated across a distance of hundreds of meters, floating in front of Song Xing like fallen leaves.

As soon as the fat old man showed his face, he showed off his superb lightness skills.

Bai Xiu hurriedly dragged Ah Tie a few steps closer to Song Xing, while looking at the fat old man vigilantly.

The real world is full of crises, and when no one knows him, Song Xing is naturally more reliable.

After all, the black-clothed boy who appeared just now was a murderer when he showed up.

"Who are you?" Seeing the fat old man approaching, Song Xing raised his right hand flat and pointed the long knife at the old man's forehead, signaling him not to move forward.

"We are not enemies," the long knife pointed, the old man waved his hand without fear, still smiling, and then pointed at the half-crippled Nu Shura and said, "I came for him."

Seeing that Song Xing was still expressionless, the fat old man continued leisurely: "Although he has not listened to my persuasion, he has gone to the illusory world to chase and kill this young man, but after all, he is half of my disciple, and I can't let him die .”

"Are you the master of Fu Shura?"

"That's right, the old man smiled three times, he is half his master."

(End of this chapter)