Supreme Sword Master

Chapter 110 The Wrath of the Wind God

The old voice, with infinite emotion, and the air of twilight, made everyone present feel helpless.

Time is ruthless, no matter how high one's cultivation is, one cannot escape life and death after all.

The old man's eyes became sharp, as if the wind was whistling and jubilant.

Su Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, narrowed, eyes full of fear. When he got the inheritance, he also mentioned this Fengshen.

This person was originally a strong man who knew the yin and yang of the world, but tens of thousands of years ago, because of a battle with the strong man who inherited Su Jing, Fengshen was slightly better after that.However, the ancestor of the demon corpse also caused Fengshen to fall in Fengshen's base camp.

After tens of thousands of years, the primordial spirits of the two powerhouses have perished in the long river of time.However, although these strong men are dead, they are strong men who can see through yin and yang after all, so a trace of the imprint of the primordial spirit is still alive to this day.

"It's just an incomplete mark, do you really think you have the ability to defy the sky?"

However, when he thought that Fengshen was only left with a trace of Yuanshen imprint, Su Jing's originally dreadful heart relaxed a lot.He smiled lightly at Xu Ying, his expression relaxed.

Fengshen did not fluctuate because of this small look from the back, those indifferent eyes were as calm as a mirror.He didn't rebut too much, because he was originally a crippled soul mark, and the reason why he is still alive until now is also because of the persistence before his death.

"It's better to disappear between the world and the earth, such a magic skill that harms others and benefits oneself."

Fengshen picked up the Fengshen fan, and his eyes became gentle, as if facing his lover, a slightly warm voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Old man, let's prepare for one last battle."

The sound of regret for the vicissitudes of life sounded, and the Fengshen fan trembled and made a buzzing sound.Immediately, the surrounding essence of heaven and earth rushed towards the Fengshen fan, and the Fengshen fan lit up with a dazzling blue light.Su Yang and others looked and saw Fengshen holding Fengshen fan tightly and shaking Su Jing.

With the movement of Fengshen, a gust of wind like a blue dragon was blown out, and the gust of wind blew towards Su Jing, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted by that strangling force.

This powerful attack made the faces of all warriors glow with thin wings.The despair in his eyes faded a lot.

However, in the face of such a blow, he saw Su Jing raised his palm, and the corpse aura swept out, immediately turning into hideous corpse puppets and rushing forward.

The wind stirred up Su Jing's attack, the two gradually offset each other, and then the wind collapsed, Su Jing withdrew his palm, looked at Fengshen, with a sneer on his face: "If you were in the whole province, you might crush me and me to death." It's as easy as an ant. But what can you do to me now?"

Many martial artists looked at the arrogant Su Jing, and the seeds of hope that had just risen were shattered immediately.They thought that even if the strong were dead, the so-called emaciated camel was bigger than the horse.However, this fantasy became fragmented under Su Jing's ruthless tyranny.

Fengshen was still not angry at all. At this moment, he looked at Su Yang, and his faint words rang in Su Yang's ears: "Junior, let me use your body."

Su Yang hasn't agreed yet, but his body has been uncontrollably floating towards Fengshen, as if an invisible hand is pulling him.Su Yang was a little bit resistant at first, but then he relaxed.

Since Fengshen wanted something, it was obviously to deal with Su Jing.If this Su Jing is not dead, everyone will not escape bad luck.Su Yang cooperated and floated in front of Fengshen, and looked at the almost illusory old man with a respectful expression: "If there is anything senior needs my help, this junior will definitely do my best."

Fengshen nodded lightly, and said, "Just relax yourself as much as possible."

As the words fell, Fengshen Yuanshen immediately rushed towards Su Yang, and the next moment, Su Yang felt that his body seemed to be someone else.Both hands stretched out involuntarily to hold the Fengshen fan tightly.

"Little guy, look clearly, observe clearly!"

Fengshen's voice sounded in Su Yang's mind, and immediately he saw Su Yang's hand pull Fengshen fan back, and the sword essence in his body including the remaining phantom sword energy rushed into Fengshen fan crazily.

At this moment, the essence of heaven and earth swept in again, and Fengshen Fan swallowed all the essence of heaven and earth like a bottomless pit.And the volume of the Fengshen Fan is also gradually expanding, and a terrifying power is emitted.

"My spiritual power is disappearing!"

Wu Xiu exclaimed.

"Mine is disappearing too!" Someone screamed in response.

"Look at the fan that guy raised!" Someone pointed at the Fengshen fan and shouted, and everyone cast their eyes on the Fengshen fan.

Seeing that the Fengshen fan actually sucked colorful spiritual power in the void, many martial artists looked at all this in horror, because the spiritual power was their own.

"Fengshen is angry!"

Su Yang finally uttered a deep voice, and as the voice fell, the Fengshen Fan flicked forward, and immediately saw a colorful whirlwind flying out.

This whirlwind carried terrifying power, and the spiritual power in it turned into a wind knife that could easily kill a martial artist in the true spirit realm.Like tens of thousands of curved daggers, they strangled towards Su Jing at an extremely fast speed.

The windblade tornado, which is tens of feet high and several feet large, has black cracks in the face space where it passes.A dark and desolate atmosphere came from it.

And after using this trick, Su Yang's expression also became extremely pale, his whole body was like a discouraged ball, and his spirit was listless.

In the center of the tornado, the wind blade rotates the fastest, and the cracks in the space here are also the most obvious. The tornado gale, with the powerful force of tearing space, devours towards Su Jing.

At this moment, Su Jing's eyes were fixed on the fast attack, and the corpse energy in his body was drawn out for free, and turned into a nearly solid foreign object after he kept printing with his hands.It looked like a ferocious beast, but it was covered with corpse hair.

Whoosh!

The wind swept up Su Jing and raged around him. The sharp wind blades cut Su Jing's hard skin, and Su Jing screamed.The book saw a ruthless flame emanating from his eyes, and saw his lips move slightly.

boom!
The deafening sound spread, that is to say, the demon corpse spirit that Su Jing used exploded, and the central space of the tornado shattered as fragile as glass.

"I'll be back!"

Su Jing was swallowed by the dark space, and Su Jing's sharp and vicious scream came from inside, even though no one was there, the martial arts were still sweating in fright.

Fengshen's anger dissipated, and at this moment everyone breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of their lives.Then I saw the broken space gradually recover. Although the recovery speed is very slow, at this speed, it is estimated that it will be able to recover in half a day.

call out!
The accident happened suddenly, Su Yang just fell powerlessly, but at this moment, a cyan figure flashed and attacked Su Yang.

"court death!"

Ling Shengxu's eyes were cold, and with a flash of his body, he rushed in front of the attacker at super fast speed to block Su Yang's body, and then he swiped his hands, and a black vortex appeared in front of him.

Liu Qing slammed his palm on the black vortex, and his originally pale expression became even paler. All his spiritual power was swallowed by the black vortex.

"No! Spare me!"

One of Liu Qing's hands was also swallowed by the black vortex, Liu Qing's eyes were full of fear, and she screamed loudly, begging for mercy.

However, Ling Shengxu gave Liu Qing a cold look, and his eyes swept over all the martial arts: "Those who want to make up their minds must have the consciousness of death!"

Hearing these cold words with a cold and murderous look, some Wuxiu whose eyes had just flickered took a step back to show their innocence.

Liu Qing was gradually swallowed by the black vortex, Ling Shengxu licked the corner of his mouth, looked dissatisfied, and looked at the warriors in front of the hall playfully.And under Ling Shengxu's gaze, each warrior felt their scalps tingling.

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

Ling Shengxu uttered a sentence coldly, and the expressions of all the martial artists changed immediately, but they were all chilled seeing how easily he killed Liu Qing just now.Unwillingly glanced at the final hall, one by one they headed towards the exit of the ancient space.

Su Yang saw that Ling Shengxu had scared away all the warriors, nodded in satisfaction, then closed his eyes and began to recover the sword energy.A bunch of spiritual materials were quickly devoured by him, and then refined by the Yanyan Demon Sword.

However, in just half an hour, Su Yang's wear and tear had recovered to seven or eighty-eight.And when Su Yang opened his eyes, Fengshen Fan trembled slightly, and then the imprint of Fengshen Yuanshen reappeared.It's just that the Fengshen at this moment is so faint that he has collapsed.

"Junior, use your body to help me get rid of the last vestige of the enemy's inheritance, and this old man will not treat you badly."

"It's the junior's honor to be able to help the senior, and that guy is not dead yet, so the junior dare not claim credit." Su Yang tried his best to restrain his excitement, and said to Fengshen respectfully.

Fengshen waved his hand, Su Jing was swallowed by the space, obviously he couldn't survive, so his last trace of obsession would disappear.But before he died, he finally had to pay back the last trace of karma.

Fengshen raised his hand, and immediately the Fengshen fan trembled slightly, but he saw the essence of wind gushing out of it like a tide.Like water flowing into Su Yang's body, Su Yang trembled and looked at Fengshen in shock.

"Keep your mind and spirit refined, it's the old man's reward!"

The words of Fengshen sounded in Su Yang's ears, and he had to sit down and concentrate on refining the essence of wind.

Qi Yang and the others had already protected Su Yang in the middle, seeing Su Yang have such an adventure, they were also secretly envious.

With the gushing out of the essence of the wind, the Fengshen fan gradually became dim, and finally it was like a desk lamp that lost its power, completely losing its brilliance.

At this moment, Su Yang's aura has become extremely tyrannical, and it is only a little short of being able to break through the last layer of membrane.It's a pity that the Fengshen Fan lost all its brilliance and fell to the ground like a mortal object.

The imprint of Fengshen Yuanshen was also almost blurred at this moment, and then turned into a little bit of blue light, shooting towards Su Yang, and suddenly got into Su Yang's eyebrows
(End of this chapter)