Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> World Killing Demon

Volume 2: Deceiving the World and Stealing Fame Chapter 32: The Sword Demon is Furious, Asking for Red Tickets, Asking for Rewards

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

¡ª¡ª    Friends who are reading this book, if you have nothing to do, just click on the bookmark above to bookmark it¡ª¡ª

    "Pfft", before everyone could react, Jia Xu groaned in pain in the thick black air, and a cloud of blood fell into the air. He flew out upside down. His clothes were ragged and covered with dozens of knife wounds.  His entire body was severely injured in an instant.

    Mu Wan'er waved her hand, and a talisman flew out and turned into a white bird. She stretched out her wings to catch it and landed beside her.  After barely landing, Jia Xu stood up, staggered a few times, knelt down on one knee before steadying his body, took a few heavy breaths, took out a pill and swallowed it in his mouth, the knife wounds on his body squirmed.  The medicinal fragrance spread from his body, and the blood flow gradually stopped.

    At this moment, Jia Xu was injured and returned, and the black mist was already rushing towards the puppet.  The puppet slashed the sword demon's body with a knife. It was too strong to dodge, and was hit by the black energy. Sparks flashed all over its body. The talisman and seal were scattered in the air, flew out heavily, and fell.  A bunch of people collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up for a while.  Under the tug of her mind, Mu Wan'er also groaned, and blood splattered from the corner of her mouth.

    The two monks Zhi Ming firmly trapped the phantom of the sword demon and could not be distracted. They had no choice but to pronounce the Dharma name. The power of Buddha in their bodies was suddenly lifted.  Pressing towards the shadow.

    Li Tianyi hid on one side, and his eyes naturally saw everything in the black smoke clearly.  When the black smoke enveloped Jia Xu, it turned into nearly a hundred sword energy and struck out. Jia Xu punched in. His old strength was old and his new strength had not yet emerged. He had to protect his vitals and ate it alive.  Countless sword energy.  Fortunately, he was a martial arts cultivator, and his skin and flesh were filled with Dao Yuan. If it were Mu Wan'er who fell into it, she would definitely end up dying.

    "It's amazing!" Jia Xu breathed out his breath after adjusting his luck for a while. Looking at the puppet who was slowly getting up at this time, he was also shocked. He never thought that this sword demon had such magical powers.  caught myself off guard.

    Mu Wan'er also nodded. If this puppet hadn't obtained the palace-protecting puppet making method in Linglong Mountain, it would have been destroyed in the black smoke. For a moment, it was in trouble and didn't know what to do.

    At this moment, the field changes again!

    The phantom of the sword demon was trapped by the two Buddha Dharma images. Although it was harmless, it still ignited the anger in his heart.  But the two monks Zhiming were taken into the chest by the Dharma image, and they were as stable as Mount Tai when protected by the Dharma image. The phantom was furious and grabbed the chest of the Buddha's Dharma image on the right, aiming directly at the monk Zhiming who was sitting there.  .

    The Buddha's Dharma axiom on the left smashed down the magic weapon in his hand, and the Buddha's light suddenly appeared, turning a deaf ear to the shadow. With a wave of his left hand, a black round shield protected his body, and with all his strength, he rushed straight towards Zhiming.

    When Zhi Ming saw the virtual shadow leaving Zhi Yuan, he immediately opened his eyes, and two golden lights burst out from his eyes. He made a lotus finger with both hands, flicked his middle finger outward, and a ball of Buddha power shot out from the tip of his finger, turning into a ball.  A golden Buddha lotus whirled and hit the giant phantom claw.

    The huge claws stretched out and grabbed the Buddha Lotus into the palm of his hand. The magic weapon in the Buddha's Dharma Appearance transformed by Zhi Ming had already been smashed down.  Firmly grasping the Buddha Lotus in his hand, he turned his palm into a fist and struck directly towards the chest of the Dharma Prime Minister. The shadow blew out a breath of black air, and a group of black wind came first, and actually firmly held the dropped magic weapons.  withstand.

    At this moment, the magic weapon of the Buddha's Dharma that Zhiyuan transformed into had already hit the round shield formed by the shadow's left hand. The round shield trembled a few times, causing Zhiyuan to take a few steps back, and there was also a click sound.  Broken into smoke.  Affected by this impact, Xuying's right fist moved a little faster, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Zhiming. The huge fist was much larger than Zhiming's entire body.

    In the face of danger, Zhiming smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and softly uttered a Buddhist sound.  The Buddha Lotus, which was originally held in the palm of the hand by the phantom, suddenly burst into golden light, transmitting from the gaps between its fingers, and then exploded suddenly.

    After a roar, the Buddha's Dharma transformed by Zhi Ming was actually pushed out of the altar. The Buddha's light converged and became a little fainter.  Looking at the phantom that the sword demon had transformed into, there was only one arm left, and the entire right side of his body was riddled with holes. He was probably seriously injured when the Buddha Lotus suddenly exploded.

    In the blink of an eye, they fought each other a few times, and Zhi Ming and Zhi Ming suffered a lot. At that time, they jumped off the altar, dispersed the Dharma images, and stood together.

    "Amitabha, this monster is very powerful, what should we do?" Zhiyuan spoke first. He and Zhiming joined forces. If Zhiming hadn't fought hard, they would have been unable to take advantage of the sword demon shadow.  Moreover, maintaining this Buddha's Dharma is not an easy task for the two of them, and it cannot withstand the wear and tear.

    Zhiming fought against Xu Ying, and the Buddha lotus he transformed was the condensed power of Buddha in his body, so the loss was huge. At this time, he swallowed the pill, crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing. Hearing these words, he raised his bald head and looked at Jia Xu.

     "Master once said that this phantom is like the Nascent Soul and relics of our Taoist monks. We cannot kill it. The only way is to destroy its body." Jia Xu raised his head  Looking at the huge sword demon, he said.

    At this time, the sword demon was unable to attack the four people and had to submerge into its body. The huge sword was covered with purple light, and the rows of inscriptions on the blade flickered on and off. Groups of demonic energy rushed out and headed towards the chain.  The talisman seal on it rushed away, and its body also trembled up and down, making a clattering sound as it pulled on the chain.

    "Two senior brothers, please give me a helping hand." Jia Xu saw the body of the sword demon trembling. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward. With one fist, he pulled out a thick gold iron rod as long as his eyebrows from the sumeru bag. The two ends of the rod were  Each is inlaid with a spar-like stone, which has edges and corners and seems to be extremely sharp.  He pulled out the long stick, and poured all the Dao Yuan into the long stick. He held one end in his hand, and the other end was decorated with brilliance.

    "Buddhas come to the west with supreme vows"

    Seeing that Jia Xu was about to make a desperate move, Zhi Ming and the other two crossed their legs and clasped their hands, chanting Buddhist sutras. Circles of golden light visible to the naked eye shook from the two of them, and the golden light rotated to protect Jia Xu's body.  Mu Wan'er also took out a stack of talismans and seals from her Xumi bag, lit them, and the seven-colored brilliance rose, protecting Jia Xu.

    "Hold on!"

    Jia Xu exhaled loudly, with unparalleled power, suddenly jumped into the air, and hit the sword demon's body directly from above with the long stick in his hand.

    There was a soft cry, and Jia Xu had just passed through the altar and rushed in front of the sword demon's body. The sword suddenly looked up and rushed a few feet.  It was bound to death, but when the sword was raised, the chains that trapped it suddenly became tight one by one, and the altar shook suddenly a few times.  Strings of electric light spread out from the chains, connecting a piece of power grid almost in the blink of an eye.

    Lightning flashes!  Crackling!

    The long stick had already been extended and before he could take it back, Jia Xu suddenly threw himself on the power grid. At that moment, his face turned pale.

    When the power grid pounced, the first thing that bore the brunt was the halo formed by the Buddha power of Zhi Ming and the two men. Almost without any resistance, it was instantly turned into smoke by the electric light. The talisman thrown by Mu Wan'er also turned into smoke in an instant.  Fly ashes.  I think this electric light was left by the seniors of this sect, trapping the sword demon in it. Even his cultivation level is as good as the Nascent Soul Stage, so he has no temper. Jia Xu stirs it up with a stick, how can he eat it?  Stop, and immediately the electric light rolled along the long stick and poured directly into his body, and a nauseating smell of burning smell spread out.

    The two monks Zhiming vomited blood and fell to the ground, their faces turned pale, and they were unable to move within a short period of time.

    But this sword demon was ruthless. Seeing that Jia Xu was severely injured, he turned into a shadow again, rushed into the electric light with a palm, and slapped Jia Xu hard on the chest.  The blood spurted out like a fountain, and even the martial arts cultivator Jia Xu couldn't bear the heavy injuries. He flew out from it and fell suddenly a few feet away.  Mu Wan'er bit her teeth, and immediately ignored the difference between men and women, she flew up and held Jia Xu in her arms. When she slowly fell down, her clothes were almost stained with Jia Xu's blood.  red.

    "Senior Brother Jia, are you okay" Mu Wan'er laid Jia Xu flat on the ground and saw that his face was pale. A palm print in front of his chest almost dented his chest, and blood could not stop flowing out between his mouth and nose.  , immediately lost his position.

    "Damn it you all deserve to die"

    In the void, the phantom of the sword demon actually started to speak. The phantom like a dark cloud coiled in a circle above the main body and rotated slowly. The two points of fire and light were uncertain. The tone was solemn, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.

    "Ahem," Jia Xu opened his eyes slightly, his breath was weak, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Hey, you're not even close to killing us. If you say you can break through this altar, then you say such big words, otherwise I'll wait  You will be tortured to death here. My Taoist senior slaughters you every ten years. You must be lingering on, and you will already be filled with hatred in your heart."

    As soon as Jia Xu finished speaking, the sword demon seemed to have been poked in a painful spot, pulling on the chain and making a crackling sound. Black clouds turned into phantoms and hovered upwards, standing high like a long dragon. However, he did not speak. For a moment, the scene was silent.  But it fell silent.

    "Could it be that I, the Sword Demon, am living more and more and going back to life? I actually made a junior like you laugh at me Haha"

    Penetrating laughter surged from all directions. On the body of the sword, cracks slowly exploded. Drops of fishy, ??almost black blood seeped out from the cracks, drop by drop.  Looking along the blade of the sword, it fell to the altar, making bursts of popping sounds and burning up wisps of green smoke.

    Li Tian frowned. The sword demon was probably driven crazy by Jia Xu. The drops of blood were the essence and blood in his body mixed with the pure demonic energy. They dripped on the altar.  It's towards the altar.

    "It seems something is not good," Li Tian swung his four fox tailsHe moved a few times and looked at the sword demon carefully.

    "Across the world, no one can stop the direction of my sword. I have been trapped here for hundreds of years. How can I, the sword demon, live in an ignoble way? You, a junior! Even if I die together today, I will definitely kill you here. Detention  Your soul! Let you never be reincarnated!"

    The roar of resentment erupted as the sword demon's body trembled violently. The altar shook suddenly, as if it could not trap the sword demon. Dust fell everywhere, and the tight chains rattled!
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report