5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 281 One Sword Out, Destroying Thousands of Souls

The vague figure was pierced through the head by Jiang Ling's sword, and his body froze immediately, staring blankly at Jiang Ling in the distance.

One sword, one world, Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor.

Feeling the breath of the gray giant sword in his head, and seeing the several giant swords floating behind Jiang Ling, his heart stirred.

Jiutian Wanjian Patriarch, the Patriarch of Wanjian, he once saw a trace of record in a fragmented page of an ancient book, the immortal lineage on that kid could not be the Patriarch of Wanjian.

His aura was rapidly fading, but his eyes were flickering violently.

When Jiang Ling heard the murmur in his mouth, his heart moved slightly. The name Nine Heavens Wanjianzu is really suitable for this third immortal lineage. The name alone seems to be tailor-made.

"It actually pierced his head with a single sword." When he reacted and saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Jiang Ling couldn't believe it, and the other onlookers found it even more incredible.

Jiang Ling was obviously at a disadvantage just now, how could life and death be reversed in the blink of an eye?
It was as if time and space stood still in the battle scene in the sky, neither Jiang Ling nor the figure moved, the scene seemed to be frozen, causing the crowd to be in an uproar.

The entire Sikong Empire was boiling.

All those who looked down on Jiang Ling and felt that he was not worthy of marrying Sikong Nihong were silent and convinced.

Even Sikong Ye's hatred towards Jiangling began to waver.

Nothing else, just because this guy is too strong!

"That sword is simply a god." Dugu Tianxia's eyes revealed a look of madness.

Sikong Nihong was the one with the most complicated emotions on the field. Maybe everyone thought she was ungrateful, but only she knew how many things she had done beyond her control to protect Jiangling.

At this moment, witnessing Jiang Ling's one move to kill the enemy under the sword, her emotions fluctuated, and her eyes were shaking.

Not far away, Mo Sanlang looked up at Jiangling with envy and envy, and sighed helplessly: "This is so hard, I can't do it."

"Damn it, apart from not being as handsome as me, Jiang Ling is really perfect. That arrogant empress seems to have been conquered, day."

He shook his head and sighed, muttering words.

Amidst the horrified voices of the crowd, Jiang Ling and the figure were not affected at all, as if they were in two different worlds with those people, they were staring at each other closely.

"Yes, I didn't expect your celestial lineage to be so strong. I underestimated you." He looked at Jiang Ling, his empty eyes trembling slightly.

Jiang Ling's body was controlled by Xiantong, unable to speak, but he also knew that the other party was powerless.

When the sword pierced his head, it had already pierced his soul.

The soul is broken, even the gods can't save it.

"Kakkaka..."

A fine crack suddenly appeared on his face, and the crack quickly spread to the entire face, looking like a broken mirror.

Dugu Tianxia's injuries have almost recovered, and he stared fixedly at that person.

He knew how strong that man was, but he didn't expect Jiang Ling to pierce his soul.

He actually died in the hands of Jiang Ling.

Dugu Tianxia turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ling, unable to maintain a detached attitude in front of Jiang Ling, the sword intent on the opponent was too strong, even a sword idiot like him couldn't resist it.

"You are very strong, but if you want to kill me..."

On the opposite side of Jiangling, the figure hadn't finished a complete sentence when the giant gray sword pierced into his head shook violently, shattering his head violently.

"hiss."

For a moment, the arena was filled with the sound of gasping for air.

No one expected that Jiang Ling would win and kill the opponent in such a short period of time.

Sikong Nihong's mood is even more complicated, mainly because the black robe Sikong Nihong's view of Jiangling has become complicated.

In this world, the strong are respected.

When people were shocked and horrified, Jiang Ling became suspicious.

It stands to reason that after killing the other party, the Xiantong should shrink back into the soul if it loses the threat, but the power of the Xiantong is still there, and there is no sign of disappearing.

At this moment, energy surged at the position where the figure collapsed, and then a figure condensed out of thin air, appearing in people's sight again.

"How is it possible?" Jiang Ling exclaimed in his heart.

He saw with his own eyes that the other party was shattered, his soul was shattered into flying ashes, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore, how could he be resurrected?

impossible!Even a real immortal cannot be revived after his soul collapses.

This astonishing scene took everyone by surprise.

Even Dugu Tianxia, ​​the man's subordinate, thought he was dead.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure reappeared, and the aura reached its peak, without any weakness, as if nothing had happened before.

"What's going on?" Jiang Ling looked more and more puzzled.

"If you can break me into pieces, you are capable, but it's a pity that's all there is to it."

The man's tone was flat, and he stretched out his palm, and a tower suddenly appeared in his palm. This tower has 18 floors. At this time, the tower rotates by itself, and the rotation direction of each floor is different.

While spinning, a palpitating breath spread out and spread to people's hearts.

"Not dead?" Sikong Nihong unconsciously clenched his fists and stared at Jiangling.

Sure enough, that person would not be killed so easily.

No matter what others said, Jiang Ling's mind was completely locked on the figure at this moment, and he was attracted by the tower in his hand.

Looking closely, this tower seems familiar, but because of the mist surrounding the tower, it is not clear, and Jiangling is not sure.

"Boom."

The tower held by the man flew out automatically and became bigger again, this time it was so huge that it could cover the sky, like a divine tower that suppressed the world.

The rotation of each floor of the tower will emit a thunderous muffled sound.

A terrifying aura spread out and enveloped the audience.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of everyone, the pagoda door on the bottom floor of the pagoda opened, and a figure came out, which was exactly the same as the aura of the pagoda owner.

This is not over yet, and then, the second floor and the third floor walked out of figures one after another.

In the 18-story pagoda, 18 figures stepped out, with the same aura as the pagoda owner.

"What kind of method is this?" Jiang Ling looked solemnly.

The whole audience also watched with bated breath.

Resurrecting after a broken soul is scary enough, but I didn't expect 18 clones to appear!
"Fusion."

With a deep roar, 18 clones were projected in front of the man in unison.

"Om."

With the surge of energy, all the clones merged into his body, but his body and appearance did not change at all, and neither did his breath.

The only thing that has changed are his two eyes.The eyes that were originally empty now slowly rotate like a kaleidoscope.

"die."

Suddenly, an unprecedented soul power rushed out of his mind, and 18 soul powers emerged in succession.

All the soul power superimposed together, vaguely formed an invisible pagoda, and suppressed it facing Jiangling.

At this moment, anyone with stronger strength can "see" the pagoda condensed by soul power.

"It's too strong. This soul power is extremely powerful. It's only one step away, and the soul power can be transformed into a real body!"

Sikong Ye swallowed in shock.

Ye Mantian and Immortal Master next to him also remained silent, for some reason, although this move was very strong, they had a feeling that such a move would not be able to kill Jiang Ling.

Sure enough, while everyone was watching, Jiang Ling raised his hand again, and the second huge sword suspended behind his back flew out in a whirl.

This is a huge sword with a transparent body, only a trace of the outline of the sword can be vaguely seen, which is completely different from the gray giant sword.

The gray giant sword is full of killing breath, but this transparent giant sword is erratic and full of mystery.

"call."

As the transparent giant sword circled, a sword crossed the sun and the moon, and when it touched the invisible pagoda, it pierced it silently.

In an instant, the person in the distance seemed to be struck by lightning, and his body shook violently.

"What kind of sword is this!" the man couldn't help but whispered.

Jiang Ling didn't make a sound, he couldn't control his body for the time being, besides, even if he could speak, he couldn't answer, he didn't even know what kind of sword it was, so you're not angry.

"boom!"

After a stalemate for just a few seconds, the pagoda formed by the soul power was brutally smashed to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the transparent giant sword pierced through the man's body without giving him a chance to speak, and shattered his body on the spot.

After his body was broken, it turned into a piece of energy that permeated the air, and soon reunited his body.

"If you can't kill me, you can't kill me, haha!" The rampant voice vibrated in the air.

Jiang Ling didn't respond to him, but looked at him indifferently with his hands behind his back, a huge transparent sword hovering and roaring like a dragon, shattering the figure time and time again.

As soon as the man regained his figure, he was immediately cut to pieces.

After being shattered more than a dozen times in a row, his breath quickly exhausted.

"Impossible, impossible!" He roared in his heart, full of panic.

It was just a sword, but he was destroyed, how could it be possible!

(End of this chapter)