reborn as emperor

Chapter 864 864. Turning Your Body into a Sword [Second Change]

Teng!
Just as the dragon's claws descended majestically, Patriarch Xuying grabbed the void with his right hand.In an instant, the shards of the Infinity Sword that had been smashed by the blood-drinking mad dragon surged up rapidly under a strange force, and immediately after that, the existence of countless threads poured into him. in the palm of your hand.

Even more swiftly, a seemingly ordinary long sword was formed.

Patriarch Xuying grabbed the long sword and slashed towards the blood-drinking mad dragon!

I have a sword that can cut the world!

"Roar!"

The blood-drinking mad dragon let out a wail, and the huge dragon's body exploded violently under this sword.The huge dragon body turned into pieces of red light and quietly drifted away.

"Chong!"

Accompanied by the sound of gold and stone striking, it resounded impressively.

The blood-drinking sword drew a parabola in mid-air, and plunged into a huge rock with a bang, the hilt buzzed and trembled.

"You are the first existence to show me my true body..."

"It stands to reason that you have already received my approval."

Patriarch Xuying looked at Yang Mucheng quietly, with satisfaction in his eyes.

"However, I want to know where your roots lie..."

boom!
After he finished speaking, he stood quietly for three breaths, his right hand clenched the long sword tightly.A shocking breath burst out from his body quickly.This terrifying aura has even surpassed all the existences Yang Mucheng has encountered so far.

Even Hua Yuanao and other seven half-step Nirvana patriarchs couldn't compare to this terrifying aura!
"Is this the existence of the Xianmen sect?"

My heart was shocked.

After hearing the other party's words clearly, Yang Mucheng raised his head sharply.In the eyes is the awe-inspiring fighting spirit, the crazy and surging fighting spirit!
"it is good!"

"I will fight with you!"

The voice just fell.

Yang Mucheng grabbed the void with his right hand, and the blood-drinking sword stuck upside down in the crevice of the rock burst out endless blood light at this moment.Hearing the sound of 'clang', the blood-drinking sword surged up in awe-inspiring way, streaked across a bright blood light, and fell into his hand swiftly.

Letting out a long breath of turbid air, the Immemorial Swallowing Heaven Art began to operate crazily.

laugh!
A cold light appeared in the pupils of the eyes.

Yang Mucheng at this moment is like a magic weapon out of its sheath.

hum~
There was also a sudden tremor in the void, the purest inner energy surged out, and only a clear and crisp sound of swords resounded, and in the void, unexpectedly, with a gesture of astonishment, suddenly and violently emerged A long sword came out one after another.

"Oh?"

Patriarch Xuying looked at Yang Mucheng in surprise, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "It was me who attacked before, but now it's you? Well... I want to see what kind of attack you can have!"

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang"...

Waves of shocking sword sounds resounded continuously.

even.

Every time a sword appeared, Yang Mucheng's aura weakened a bit.Obviously, these long swords are all transformed from internal energy.Although it has reached the Purple Mansion Realm, this method of condensing gas is still seriously exhausted.

Ten swords, a hundred swords!
Thousand swords, ten thousand swords!
Yang Mucheng's aura, like the ebb and flow of the tide, weakened crazily with a clearly visible gesture.

On the contrary.

His killing intent, however, was constantly increasing at this moment in a horrified manner.

"No matter who you are, today I will kill you with ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords! I will use you as my qualifications to enter the Xianmen sect!"

Yang Mucheng closed his eyes.

laugh!
A cold light flashed, and a shocking sword energy shot straight into the sky.He swiped his big hand and grabbed the void.These 99 long swords are already connected into one piece in an instant.If we say that the [-] sword mad dragon of the previous ancestor Xuying is a century-old angry dragon.

Then, Yang Mucheng's ninety-nine thousand long swords are the ancient vast dragon ancestors!
call--

The body of the sword has not arrived.

The terrifying sword energy had exploded to the extreme at this moment.

"Crackling~"

A tearing sound resounded, and the sword body in the ancestor's hand, which was condensed from thousands of long swords, was unexpectedly shattered and disintegrated in a horrified manner under the bombardment of the sword energy.The violent wind swept across, causing his long hair to fly and his robe to rattle.

"it is good!"

The ancestor Xuying closed his pupils, revealing a hint of admiration.

"With a decision, I, Xuanzong, can rise up!"

"Today, I will use my body to turn into a sword to block your thousands of swords!"

The voice just fell.

With his hands behind his back, the hundred and eight thousand pores all over his body unexpectedly erupted with hair-thin rays of light at this moment.Even at the end, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were filled with a shocking light.

A strange color flashed in Yang Mucheng's eyes.

As a sword cultivator, how could he fail to recognize the shocking sword energy gushing out from the opponent's body!

But see.

The other party took a step forward, and the sword energy gushing out of his body was swift and violent, directly wrapping his phantom body.Then Haoran stepped forward, and the surging sword energy swept up his whole body, wrapping him layer by layer, completely wrapping his whole body in this shocking sword energy middle!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Then, the ninety-nine thousand sword controlled by Yang Mucheng collided with this shocking and frightening sword energy.

Xuanwu, who had been observing the battle, immediately saw a shocking scene.

Countless swords of inner strength full of killing and fighting intent kept slashing fiercely towards the huge sky-shattering sword energy.The bursts of turbulent sword lights erupted into dazzling flashes, which even made Xuan Wu unable to restrain himself from closing his eyes.

but.

The terrifying sword energy was like a terrifying existence capable of sweeping away everything. Wherever it passed, it directly tore the frantically rushing long sword apart.

Almost just a face-to-face.

Ninety-nine thousand swords have already been smashed to pieces.

Obviously.

The opponent's move of turning his body into a sword is really terrifying.

"How to do?"

"Use that thing?"

Yang Mucheng panicked when he saw the sword energy that was still rushing towards him with no momentum left.He remembered the magic weapon given to him by Qiankun Immortal Sect when he left for the Forest Bone Domain.

"Perhaps using that magic weapon can kill it!"

"But it's not my real strength...it's relying on foreign objects!"

But with just this thought, in the blink of an eye, out of the ninety-nine thousand swords, there are only less than a hundred long swords left at this moment.

And the sword energy of the ancestor phantom is still astonishing!
Look up and look forward.

Yang Mucheng could clearly see the contempt and ridicule in the opponent's eyes amidst the sword energy, as if he was questioning whether he dared to enter the Qilin Golden Gate without the strength?

"I don't believe I can't kill you!"

The pupils closed.

Yang Mucheng let go of his right hand, and the remaining hundreds of long swords in the void scattered like dust at this moment.

"Has he given up?"

Seeing this scene, Xuanwu cried out.

however.

Before it finished speaking, a decisive momentum erupted in a more horrifying posture than before.

(End of this chapter)