Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 127: Ten years of hard work to sharpen the sword, man and sword become one!

As the voice fell, the blood-red patterns on the giant sword in the center of the hall suddenly lit up, and a majestic murderous aura swept through the entire hall.

Yu Xiaolie felt as if his soul was being pulled by a force, and he raised his hand and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword.

A biting chill ran up the spine from the fingertips, as if millions of ice needles were piercing into the bone marrow.

He groaned and tried to pull out the Shura Demon Sword.

The Shura Demon Sword did not move at all, but the sword body vibrated and made a buzzing sound.

The dark red lines on the sword flickered, and Yu Xiaolie could even feel the resistance coming from the magic sword.

"You dare to be so arrogant with just a sword?"

Yu Xiaolie was aroused and his eyes suddenly turned red.

The next moment, the Killing God's domain exploded, and blood mist surged out from his body, colliding violently with the red light on the sword!
The two murderous auras entangled each other in a small space, and even the air was squeezed out to make an explosive sound.

"rise!"

Yu Xiaolie roared, and the dark grey light of his left leg soul bone suddenly increased. A huge force rose from the ground, pulling his whole body along his left foot and pouring into his palm.

The vibration of the Shura Demon Sword suddenly stopped, and the sword body made a crisp "ding" sound.

Immediately, the black shell on the Shura Demon Sword cracked, revealing the blood-red blade inside!
"Ding! The second test of the Shura God is completed! Reward: 20% affinity with the Shura God!"

As soon as the majestic and low voice fell, Yu Xiaolie had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, and the scene in front of him suddenly distorted.

The next moment, he stood on a bloody wasteland.

Then, roars came one after another from a distance.

I saw countless black shadows surging from the horizon like a rotten tide.

Yu Xiaolie narrowed his eyes and finally saw what those creatures were.

Those "people" had mutilated limbs, with green lights flickering in their eye sockets like ghostly fire, and their joints made teeth-grinding "creaking" sounds when they moved.

Zombies?

Yu Xiaolie instinctively wanted to summon the dragon cub, and under the impetus of soul power, he released his martial soul.

But the dragon cub did not arrive as promised, but a Shura Demon Sword appeared in his hand!

At this time, that majestic voice sounded again:

"Ding! The third test of the Shura God Test: The unity of man and sword."

Yu Xiaolie suddenly realized that the first two tests were tests from the Shura God to give Yu Xiaolie the basic conditions for fighting.

The beginning of this third test is the compatibility between himself and the Shura Demon Sword.

Before he could think about it, the first group of zombies had already pounced upon him.

Yu Xiaolie blocked with his sword, and with a clang, sparks flew everywhere, making his palm numb.

These damn things are ridiculously strong.

Moreover, Yu Xiaolie clearly discovered that the Shura Demon Sword in his hand was not very sharp.

Immediately, he rolled sideways in a panic to avoid the bite, and the Shura Demon Sword chopped on the zombie like a blunt axe chopping wood.

It seems that he is still unable to fully unleash the sword intent and sword energy of the Shura Demon Sword.

At this time, a zombie had already come in front of him, grabbing Yu Xiaolie with its sharp claws and teeth in its mouth, biting him tightly.

"roll!"

Yu Xiaolie raised his leg and kicked its head to pieces. In an instant, black and red liquid splattered all over his body.

The stench emanating from the zombies made his stomach churn, but his desire to kill became even more intense under the stimulation of the bloody smell.

The killing god's domain expanded comprehensively, and Yu Xiaolie's eyes completely turned into blood pupils.

The Shura Demon Sword seemed to sense something, and suddenly made a sword sound, and a layer of blood light appeared on the blade.

"I see……"

Yu Xiaolie licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed towards the group of corpses with a grin.

"You'll only work if you see blood, right?"

Then I'll kill enough!

He raised the Shura Demon Sword, and the blade directly cut through the necks of the zombies in the front row. The heads of the zombies flew up directly. This time the swing was as smooth as cutting tofu.

The sword was glowing with blood, and a wisp of black air was drawn out from the corpse and greedily devoured by the sword.

Yu Xiaolie only felt a warm current flowing along his arm into his heart, and all the fatigue was swept away.

"Can you also absorb blood to restore your strength?"

Immediately, Yu Xiaolie's spirits lifted, and he simply abandoned his defense, unleashing a powerful and unstoppable sword attack. With each zombie he killed, the Shura Demon Sword grew more excited, until in the end, it practically left an afterimage.

Yu Xiaolie became more and more frantic as the battle progressed, and in a trance, he couldn't even tell if he was swinging the sword, or if the sword was controlling him...

"Puff!" A bone claw suddenly pierced his shoulder.

Yu Xiaolie groaned and turned around, only to be met with a mostly rotten face - it was a Soul King-level zombie, with nails that glowed a poisonous green.

The severe pain made him sober up for a moment.

"Something's wrong..."

Yu Xiaolie gasped and looked around.

Not only did the number of zombies not decrease, but it increased in number.

The Shura Demon Sword trembled in his hand, conveying a bloodthirsty desire.

Yu Xiaolie held the hilt of the sword tightly, allowing his knuckles to be cracked. If he allowed the Shura Demon Sword to kill people indiscriminately, the demonic energy would most likely penetrate his entire body, and he would then become an emotionless killing machine.

He raised the Shura Demon Sword and said coldly, "Listen."

Yu Xiaolie wiped the blood off his face, scratched the edge of the blade with his finger, and blood immediately soaked through the sword pattern.

"My killing intent is controlled by me... and you are just a sword."

At this moment, the Shura Demon Sword returned to normal, and a ray of sword intent emerged from Yu Xiaolie's heart.

The howling of the zombies approached again, and Yu Xiaolie slowly raised his sword.

The difference was that this time when he swung his sword, the sword tip emitted a three-foot blood-red light without any impurities.

"kill!"

On the bloody wasteland, a man and his sword turned into a hurricane.

Wherever he passed, corpses fell like rain, but before they touched the ground, they were twisted into bloody mist by the sword energy.

Yu Xiaolie's movements became more and more smooth, and every time he swung his sword, the sword intent resonated along his blood.

……

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Yu Xiaolie only felt like he had been killing in this bloody wasteland for a very long time...

At least ten years!

His face had become haggard, and his clothes were tattered, having been torn in the battle with zombies.

His knuckles were numb, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand seemed to be welded to his hand. No matter how he swung it, there would not be the slightest deviation, as if it were a part of his body.

For ten years, even though he had been practicing martial arts since childhood, he had gradually developed his own swordsmanship through such non-stop sword swinging.

At this time, Yu Xiaolie was kneeling on one knee, gasping for breath. His soul power and physical strength had long been exhausted, and he relied entirely on his willpower to support himself after the battle.

But he finally brought the Shura Demon Sword's sword intent to its full potential.

"Ding! The third test of the Shura God Test: Human-Sword Unity, Completed!"

When that majestic voice sounded again, the scene around Yu Xiaolie changed again.

The next moment, he returned to the palace again.

Nothing has changed here, and the dragon cub is still in the same state as when he entered the third test of the Shura God Test.

Even the angle of the raised tail has not changed.

Yu Xiaolie subconsciously looked at his hands.

There was no scar at all, and his fingers had no calluses from ten years of holding a sword.

It's as if these ten years never happened.

An illusion?
I didn't expect that I stayed in the illusion for so long.

If I can't master the Shura Demon Sword, won't I be trapped in the third divine test for the rest of my life?

This illusion was so real, as if it was just like what Asura God had experienced before he became a god.

In his memory, the image of Yu Xiaolie's broken ribs and murderous intent rising to his head was clearly visible in his mind.

He never wanted to see that scene again.

The countless zombies, the dirtiness, and the disgusting feeling made him feel sick to his stomach.

Just as Yu Xiaolie was still carefully recalling the sword intent of the Shura Demon Sword, a burst of applause suddenly rang out.

"Clap clap clap..."

At the back of the palace, on the dark red carpet, a tall man with a dignified face walked in.

(End of this chapter)