Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

After all, "The Art of Raising Swordsmanship" was created by my uncle as a joke.

Who knew that He Youzhou had really used "The Art of Raising Swords" to break through to the Mahayana stage?

It's just that He Youzhou is not depressed at all about this result. He thinks it is pretty good.

This feeling of being a pendant and not having to work hard made He Youzhou feel nostalgic.

"God of Blood Slaughter, where is your god?" He Youzhou didn't have the slightest bit of panic on his face when he faced the God of Blood Slaughter.

With the support of his elder brother in the Mahayana period, He Youzhou was confident in speaking.

"Because I am a legend." The hoarse voice of the Blood Slaughter God came from the dense feathers.

The reason why the Blood Slaughter God is called a god is naturally because of his deeds.

Those are things that only gods can do. He is called a god by mortals and monks. There is nothing surprising about him.

The next second, those huge ghost hands formed fireballs like small suns between their fingers.

The terrifying heat made the ground dry and cracked, and even white smoke came out.

The source of the heat is slowly approaching He Youzhou.

He Youzhou lowered his eyelids, a little dazzled by these fireballs.

Even with the protection of the sword spirit, the fireballs on the ghost's hands still made him feel hot.

"when--"

The spiritual energy shield around He Youzhou made a dull sound, and something invisible to the naked eye was trying to crush it.

Every time a sound sounded, a sword pattern flashed in mid-air, like a shield, blocking invisible attacks.

Although the main person fighting against the Blood Slaughter God now is his eldest brother, it doesn't matter if he continues to put his hands in his sleeves.

But he still reached out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The power on the sword rolled and surged, and He Youzhou recognized this power.

This is the power He Youzhou experienced the moment he became a Mahayana monk.

Complete mastery of the Tao is no longer about walking on the Tao.

Instead, he walked out of the Tao and became a person who uses the Tao.

Chapter 590: 1 Hair Break

"Can it block all attacks?" The Blood Slaughter God couldn't help but ponder when he saw that the iron sword's shield was not damaged.

Although his body was wrapped in feathers, he could still see the scenery outside clearly.

Those ghostly hands that can pick up the stars and cover the moon, as well as the malice gathered by countless living and dead, cannot break through the defense of the iron sword.

They are both in the Mahayana stage, so the moves cannot take effect as expected by the Blood Slaughter God.

Facing the iron sword with the Mahayana cultivation level, the Blood Slaughter God finally became serious.

Although He Youzhou was an ant in the Qi training stage, that sword was his biggest enemy.

Even if He Youzhou held the sword, the Blood Slaughter God did not pay any attention to He Youzhou himself.

If He Youzhou knew what the Blood Slaughter God was thinking, he would say that it made sense for the Blood Slaughter God to think so.

Practitioners of "The Art of Raising Swords" are essentially just pendants for swords.

However, a sword is a sword, and it still requires a person to exert its greatest effect.

Naturally, the sword that was raised can only show its full strength when used by the person who raised it.

The Blood Slaughter God didn't understand this.

The only enemy in the Blood Slaughter God's eyes was that sword, and He Youzhou didn't count at all.

"Introduction." After He Youzhou grabbed the sword, the Blood Slaughter God spat out one word.

As the words fell, billowing dark clouds appeared above the secret realm.

Except for this plain, all other parts of the secret realm collapsed into rubbish.

Every bit of power gathered in the sky above the secret realm, responding to the voice of the Blood Slaughter God.

He Youzhou didn't raise his head, but he heard the whistling sound - a feeling of overwhelming terror that was condensing into reality.

It's just that He Youzhou is not the kind of monk who waits for others to complete their moves before taking action. When the Blood Slaughter God used words to activate the power of the secret realm, he had already drawn his sword.

The sword was swung out without any surprise.

Without anyone to counterattack, He Youzhou's move seemed a bit meaningless.

Swinging a sword in vain is probably inexplicable to most people.

But He Youzhou didn't swing in the air, he hit something firmly.

A blue line cut through the sky, splitting the dark clouds in half.

The face behind the dark clouds, which was composed of spiritual energy and resentment, was also cut off.

If these faces appeared together and approached the ground, Iron Sword's aura shield would collapse in an instant.

Even if the collision between spiritual energy does not go down, the resentment cannot be blocked.

Among the monks in the Mahayana period, the battle of skills is no longer limited to the aspect of spiritual energy, but more about competing in the mastery of the avenue.

The Blood Slaughter God uses the killing method to kill people, animals, and oneself, and everything can be killed.

He can control the killing intention of the murderer and the resentment of the killed.

Whether it's the river of blood or the corpses, they are all some embodiments of his murderous ways.

The Blood Slaughter God was not surprised when he saw that his move was broken. Instead, he extended his hand out of the layers of feather "petals" and made a hand seal towards He Youzhou.

A mere monk in the Qi training stage, even if protected by such a sword with a Mahayana stage cultivation, cannot survive the power of the great avenue.

He wanted to kill He Youzhou, not attack He Youzhou.

Attack is just a means to kill He Youzhou, and the Blood Slaughter God does not need such means.

The phantoms of countless dead people appeared on He Youzhou, and they overlapped with the handprints, as if they were going to become some established fact.

He Youzhou also experienced some mysterious feeling in that moment - if nothing unexpected happened, he would be killed.

There is no clear way of death, but the murderer and the murdered are both clear.

In the killing path of the Blood Slaughter God, it is enough to clarify these two points.

However, the Blood Slaughter God probably didn't know that He Youzhou's understanding of the Tao in the Mahayana stage of "Sword Raising Technique" was in humans.

If the Blood Slaughter God can kill everything, then He Youzhou can't kill everything as long as he holds an iron sword.

He Youzhou fell with his sword and split the handprint made by the Blood Slaughter God into two.

The phantom-like death on his body also disappeared without a trace.

"Death struggle." The Blood Slaughter God was annoyed, and he seemed to have noticed that the person who used the Tao was He Youzhou.

He Youzhou and the iron sword were challenging his common sense in the world of cultivation every moment.

The blood-slaying god's body crawled out from the feathers, and every inch of skin on his body had veins popping out.

From a distance he looks like a noble prince, but up close he looks like a ferocious evil ghost.

"I'll return these words to you intact." He Youzhou tilted his head and said calmly.

The blood-slaying god's appearance of being neither human nor ghost did not scare him.

He Youzhou has seen countless monks who are neither human nor ghosts, and the Blood Slaughter God can only be counted as one of them.

He made a sword move and looked at the Blood Slaughter God.

The moment the hand gesture appeared, the secret realm, a small world belonging to the Blood Slaughter God, seemed to be aware of the danger and began to thunder and lightning.

The Blood Slaughter God glared at He Youzhou and rushed towards him with overwhelming murderous intent.

The murderous intention turned into reality, killing everything that could be killed around He Youzhou.

At that moment, it was like the word "kill" was everywhere in the sky.

If this murderous intention surges forward, I am afraid that even He Youzhou's sword intention will be killed.

However, spiritual energy swords were arrayed around He Youzhou, colliding with this invisible and intangible killing intent.

At the moment of contact, the sword melted on the spot, leaving no trace between heaven and earth.

However, the murderous intention was completely neutralized and failed to touch He Youzhou at all.

It is obvious that the monk in this period of Qi training is extremely weak and is only a little stronger than the mortal body of ordinary people. As long as any move really lands on him, he will die suddenly on the spot.

But it happened that no moves could hurt him.

Even the killing intent of the Blood Slaughter God is not enough.

When the Blood Slaughter God was about to interrupt He Youzhou's sword move, he suddenly discovered that the sword move had actually been completed.

Countless swords appeared in the secret realm, with their sword tips pointing towards the Blood Slaughter God.

The vast world is filled with blue swords as far as the eye can see.

These swords only have shadows, but exude astonishing sword intent.

From these swords, the Blood Slaughter God could only read two very simple things, sharp and sharp.

The blood river that had been calm for a long time around the Blood Slaughter God began to boil again.

The blood river, which represented the blood-killing god's strong murderous intent, turned into a giant snake and swept away those swords.

But the moment the giant snake swept away these swords, it turned into a rain of blood with a snap.

Slashes appeared everywhere on the blood river, and the slashes extended crazily, heading towards the Blood Slaughter God.

Before those ghost hands could be lifted, they were shattered to pieces.

The feathers that surrounded the Blood Slaughter God were chopped into powder before they could move.

Afterwards, the Blood Slaughter God saw that his hair had also been cut off.

Chapter 591: Chapter 1: One sword decides the world

Once upon a time, a certain bastard made a very fair evaluation of "The Art of Raising Swords".

"Sword Raising" is an extreme skill.

Although this technique does not say anything about pursuing the ultimate attack or giving up defense.

But its nature is more aggressive than any other technique.

Basically giving up the monk's own ability to survive, putting everything on the sword - both for attack and defense.

This also means that once He Youzhou is really attacked, he will either die or be injured.

After all, he is only at the level of a monk in the Qi training stage and can be killed easily.

However, the power gained from this is indeed terrifying.

Especially after this sword broke through to the Mahayana stage, it further reflected the fact that if Fan Tie could practice, he would become more powerful than a human being.

The Blood Slaughter God stretched out his hand and held his severed hair, his expression becoming increasingly ferocious.

His murderous intention poured into He Youzhou from every corner of the secret realm.

These murderous intentions were like sharp blades that could penetrate space, heading straight towards He Youzhou.

No matter where it hits, He Youzhou, a monk in the Qi training stage, will inevitably die.

Unfortunately, He Youzhou would have died if he took any attack.

Therefore, the instant death of this move is dispensable to He Youzhou.

Instead of wasting energy on immediate death, it is better to think about how to break the defense.

Senran's murderous intention finally hovered ten meters away from him, unable to go any further.