super six doors

Chapter 218 Sword Spirit
Strong momentum.

The whole body of the eldest grandson Wuji, the patriarch of the demon sect, caused waves of air.

The impact of the airflow naturally formed small whirlwinds.

Immediately afterwards, a cone-shaped stream of red true energy was formed.

The swirling airflow collided with the sword energy that came immediately, and instantly turned into fragments of the airflow.

"boom."

Changsun Wuji broke free with both arms, and the next moment, Changsun Wuji rushed towards Ye Cangqiong like a tiger descending the mountain.

"Hoohoo."

Changsun Wuji's fists were thrown out one from the left and the other from the right, where his true energy swept, turning into two colorful tigers.

Two colorful tigers roared at the same time, attacking Ye Cangqiong, one from the left and the other from the right.

Ye Cangqiong's state of mind was extremely peaceful, Ye Cangqiong was neither sad nor happy, and Xing Tian's sharp blade slashed across the sky.

A sword smashed a colorful tiger.

When the second tiger's mouth was about to bite Ye Cangqiong, Ye Cangqiong's figure flashed slightly, avoiding the tiger's mouth within a hair's breadth.

"Boy, let me die."

"boom."

A strong air wave broke through the air.

Changsun Wuji's fist hit Ye Cangqiong hard on the chest.

Ye Cangqiong's chest was in severe pain, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

In the instant of lightning and flint just now, Changsun Wuji suddenly accelerated, and punched out this fist like a ghost.

Ye Cangqiong stumbled back seven or eight steps.

There was a strange feeling in his chest, as if something was stuffed in his chest.

But Ye Cangqiong didn't have time to think about it.

At this time, the colorful tiger leaped high, completely blocking Ye Cangqiong's vision.

"Replay the old trick?"

Ye Cangqiong's eyes flashed, although there was only the scene of a colorful tiger in his field of vision, but the locked aura told Ye Cangqiong that Changsun Wuji was not far away.

"Misty step."

Ye Cangqiong's feet suddenly accelerated, leaving a fake image on the spot.

Ye Cangqiong's figure appeared on the other side.

The colorful tiger fell down, and at the same time, the figure of Changsun Wuji also appeared on the left side of the colorful tiger.

If Ye Cangqiong hadn't dodged quickly just now, I'm afraid Ye Cangqiong would have suffered a fatal blow from Changsun Wuji.

"Boy, have you learned to be smart?" Changsun Wuji walked towards Ye Cangqiong leisurely, like a cat playing with a mouse, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The colorful tiger with condensed true energy followed Changsun Wuji like a cat.

"Any other tricks, just use them, don't see Lord Yan and complain."

"It's too arrogant. When the old man was as young as you, he was not as arrogant as you!" Changsun Wuji sneered: "You have already fallen into my blood demon magic and become my blood demon puppet. It's a matter of time."

Blood Demon Dafa?
Ye Cangqiong was moved when he heard the words, and secretly checked his own state, only then did Ye Cangqiong realize that his true energy was dropping rapidly.

Gorefiend Dafa, the bloodfiend is the seed of the soul, and quickly devours the true energy of the person parasitized by the bloodfiend.

No wonder I felt tight in my chest when I was hit by Changsun Wuji just now.

It turned out that it was attacked by the Gorefiend Dafa.

Ye Cangqiong's expression became more and more serious. The current situation can be described as extremely bad.

Not only was he completely at a disadvantage, but he also suffered from the weird blood demon magic.

The longer the time delay, the worse it is for yourself.

If you want to kill the enemy with one blow, you can only find another way!

"I would like to feed the earth with my flesh and bones."

"I would like to use my soul as the spirit of heaven and earth."

"I would like to use my flesh and blood soul to endow the sword body with unparalleled power."

At the critical moment, Ye Cangqiong faintly heard the resentment and anger of the god of war Xingtian before he died.

When the god of war Xingtian fell, he sealed most of the essence of his body in Xingtian's sharp blade.

Ye Cangqiong never activated the real power of the Xingtian Blade when he got it.

But right now, at this moment of life and death, Ye Cangqiong has no choice.

"With my blood, wake up the sleeping sword spirit, and with my soul, I swear that I will be the guardian of the sword for the rest of my life."

Ye Cangqiong recited the oath silently, and an astonishing light emerged from Xing Tian's sharp blade.

The azure blue light, full of brilliance, reflected the entire eight-story magic tower like daylight.

"This is it? Boy, are you dying? You actually used the highest form of life to awaken the real body of Xingtian Sharp Blade!" Changsun Wuji showed horror. "Aren't you afraid, the crazy artifact will squeeze the true energy in your body to nothing? At that time, you will become a living human!"

"Changsun Wuji, do you have a day to be afraid of? Even if your soul is devoured by Xing Tian's sharp blade, it's like dying under your blood demon magic and becoming a puppet of flesh and blood." There was a faint madness in Ye Cangqiong's expression, The blood on the arm, following the tough notch, sank into the blade of Xing Tian's sharp blade.

The brilliance of Xing Tian's sharp blade became more and more conspicuous and shining.

"boom."

There was a loud sound in the ears, as if something had exploded.

In Ye Cangqiong's mind, mysterious pictures appeared one after another.

The god of war, Xingtian, wields the sharp blade of Xingtian in the sky, and lashes out at Fang Qiu, the undefeated god of war.

The world trembled because of the existence of Xing Tian's sharp blade.

The sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers of the earth all lost their color because of Xing Tian's sharp blade.

The Xing Tian sharp blade in Ye Cangqiong's hand is also undergoing astonishing changes.

The sword body, which was three fingers wide, gradually widened, and soon reached a width of twenty centimeters.

On the blade of Xing Tian's sharp blade, a dazzling and flashing strange rune appeared.

The dragons, flying phoenixes and dances are like the big characters of ancient seal script, which are exactly the four big characters of Xing Tian Sharp Blade.

With the sword in place, the silent aura unknowingly emanates. This is a cold, magical aura.

At this time, Ye Cangqiong had a new level of sublimation to the Xingtian Sharp Blade. The Xingtian Sharp Blade in his hand was no longer an ordinary sword, but an artifact with life and soul. This artifact was connected to his soul blood. .

Just like his own brother, partner.

Although Xing Tian Sharp Blade was awakened, the real body of Xing Tian Sharp Blade was summoned.

However, Ye Cangqiong also paid a huge price.

The essence, qi, blood and spirit in the body dropped drastically, and Ye Cangqiong looked haggard, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden.

The remaining true energy in the body is less than [-]%.

Ye Cangqiong poured less than [-]% of the true energy into Xing Tian's sharp blade.

"Buzzing."

Xing Tian's sharp blade groaned softly, and the blade of the sword was trembling happily, like a dragon chant.

The long sword locked Changsun Wuji's position, and a powerful force controlled Changsun Wuji from a distance.

The long sword moved with Changsun Wuji's figure, changing constantly, and the sword's edge locked on Changsun Wuji's chest.

(End of this chapter)