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Text Chapter 1952: Dou Yin Shu, Three Yin Evil Swords

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    There was a hint of sarcasm in Saint Qinghai's words, because Saint Mingce was a cultivator of two calamities. If he were to deal with a junior of the Eight Tribulations World Honored One, even if he won, Saint Mingce would lose all face.  A saint can live for thousands of years. In addition to his life, his face is also extremely important. Otherwise, if someone catches him, he will be ridiculed as a joke for many years.  "Fellow Taoist Yin Zhuo, I have to trouble you to go and capture this kid!" Saint Mingce said coldly.  Saint Yin Zhuo¡¯s face froze slightly. He had just survived a disaster and was the ancestor of the Penglai Immortal Sect.  Letting him deal with Xu Yang, the leader of the Eight Tribulations Emperor Sect, would undoubtedly be bullying the smaller ones.  However, Saint Mingce¡¯s status in the Yin Mingtian faction far exceeds that of Saint Yin Zhuo.  The latter did not dare to disobey and could only reply in a muffled voice: "Since Taoist friend Ming Ce requested it, I can't refuse." As he spoke, Saint Yin Zhuo took a step forward, his holy power roared like a mountain and sea, and struck a sword with his palm.  He slashed down vertically, slashing straight towards the mighty chain of heaven extending out towards Xu Yang!  Xu Yang¡¯s eyes turned cold.  Although his cultivation strength has been greatly improved, facing the situation surrounded by saints is still extremely dangerous.  If the Saint of the Underworld Coffin is allowed to escape unharmed, even an iron man will be exhausted in the battle between these shameless saints.  We can¡¯t let the saint in the coffin escape easily!  Xu Yang shouted loudly, and a seal secret inherited from the main volume of Xuantian Eight Scenery Sutra burst into the small world like crazy!  Suddenly, the small world above his head glowed with infinite light, passing along the eight Heavenly Power Chains of different colors. The Heavenly Power Chains suddenly became several times thicker.  The sword, which was like an axe, struck the Tianwei chain, only bending it downward into an exaggerated arc, but it did not break.  Saint Yin Ruo's face darkened, with the strength of his saint.  It was really unbelievable that he was trying to save someone from the Eight Tribulations World Honored One, but not even a single blow was successful.  Just when Saint Yin Zhuo was about to increase his Xuan Gong and chop again, Xu Yang spotted the gap where his old strength had gone but his new strength had not yet come out.  Suddenly the fingers of both hands clasped together!  "Chains of Mighty Heaven, strangulate!" Eight chains of Mighty Heavenly Chains rotated and strangled rapidly at the same time. In just an instant, the chains that were several times thicker completely shattered the black light defense shield. The chains continued to have a powerful power, and they hit the underworld directly.  The body of the coffin saint!  Papapa  A round of stroke sounded like a windy storm, and the eight -way Tianwei chain was like the eight long whip.  Continuously chasing the flying body of the Saint of the Underworld Coffin, and slapped him!  Each beating brought serious injuries to the Saint of the Underworld. After only two rounds of beatings, the Saint of the Underworld spurted out a mouthful of golden blood and his breath became sluggish.  "Damn it!" Saint Yin Zhuo could no longer care about his face. After he took action, Saint Ming Coffin was actually seriously injured.  This in itself is the greatest humiliation to his face!  What's more, the expression of Saint Ming Ce next to him was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water, which made Saint Yin Ruo even more embarrassed.  A long sword with alternating black, white and red colors.  Filled with fierce aura, it flew out from the palm of Saint Yin Zhuo and shot toward Xu Yang.  Before the three-color sword energy reaches the body, there is a soul-shattering and sharp intention.  Xu Yang took a deep breath, retracted the Heavenly Power Chain, and the Qian Yuan Sword suddenly flew out.  Meet the Yin Zhuo Saint.  Saint Mingce stretched out his hands, and a gentle holy force surged out, rolling up the seriously injured Saint Mingce and leading him to lie down beside him.  The saint in the coffin looked very miserable, and the treasure armor he wore had been completely shattered.  The holy body is covered with blue and purple whip marks everywhere. These whip marks have a strong remnant of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, which even a saint cannot expel immediately.  There was golden blood overflowing from the corners of Saint Ming Coffin's mouth. He lay weakly in front of Saint Ming Ce, closing his eyes and unwilling to open them.  Compared with the pain on his body, the blow to his mind was even greater.  Being severely injured by a World Honored One of Eight Tribulations in full public view, how will he gain a foothold among saints in the future?  "Don't think too much, take good care of yourself. We, the Ming Clan, only have two saints, you and me. If you continue to be decadent, we will lose our leadership position in the Yin Mingtian faction." Saint Ming Ce said in a faint message.  The Saint of the Underworld Coffin was shaken, and he nodded with great effort. After a while, he burst out a sentence from between his teeth: "I want that boy's life would be worse than death!" "Don't worry, we, the Underworld Clan, have countless ways to concoct his soul.  "Sage Mingce's face was cold, "In this situation, he can't escape at all." "I'm worried that the ancestor Gu Hong from the Jade Emperor Star in the first formation area will come to save him" Saint Mingce.  He took a deep breath and said, "We can't let this kid leave." "Don't worry you forgot, we twoIs it related to the progress made in the Tianbu Ancestral Formation?  If Ancestor Gu Hong dares to come, he will inevitably fall.  "Sage Ming Ce said lightly. Saint Ming Coffin's eyes lit up, and then he laughed. He seemed to be relieved and stopped talking, but turned to watch the battle between Xu Yang and Saint Yin Zhuo. "Xu Yang,  This sword I have is called the Three Yin Evil Sword. Now let you try its first formthe Black Evil Sword!  " Saint Yin Zhu slapped the three-color holy sword horizontally with his palm. Suddenly, the three colors of black, white and red flowed. The white and red disappeared, and the rich black energy lingered on the sword blade, a breathtaking evil force.  "Take action."  "Xu Yang's words were very concise. In a battle of this level, words can play a very slight role. Only strength can play a role. The Qianyuan Sword rushed out with a bang and turned into a golden sword shadow all over the sky.  Then the two of them gathered together, and finally formed ten great sun sword wheels, roaring towards the Yin Zhu Saint. "Heisha Tianmu!"  " The seal in Saint Yin Zhuo's hand changed, and the pitch-black Three Yin Evil Sword immediately erupted into a large cloud of black evil mist, which instantly enveloped the battlefield with a radius of ten thousand feet. " Although this black evil mist  It¡¯s so strong that it can obscure your vision, but when masters compete, they use their spiritual sense to sense the opponent¡¯s position, so the impact of this sight is nothing. ¡°Yin Zhu, do you think you can defeat me with this?  Stop pretending and use your best tricks!  "Around Xu Yang, ten big sun sword wheels were ready to go, and he shouted in a deep voice. "Hey Xu Yang boy, my black evil sky is more than just this little trick," the Yinju Saint sneered, "Black  Shajuhun!  ¡± In an instant, a group of fierce ghosts with a height of two feet formed from the black mist, and rushed towards Xu Yang! Each of the fierce ghosts has an aura of power that surpasses the Eight Tribulations World Honored One. The most important thing is they  There are so many of them, at a glance, there are as many as a hundred, and the black mist is blurry, and the sea of ??ghosts behind is even more numerous. "Roar" The powerful ghosts rushed towards Xu Yang.  To. The Yin ghost that was closer to Xu Yang stretched out its blue-purple ghost claws and tore at him. The Yin ghost in the middle distance shot out beams of Yin Qi light, shooting toward Xu Yang. Xu Yang felt a powerful force.  It's so stressful that even breathing is a little difficult. With so many Yin ghosts attacking at the same time, other Eight Tribulations World Honored Ones would be torn apart in one encounter. Even a strong person in the first stage of the Saint would be in a hurry.  Old Ghost Chu, let me break this ghost mist of yours!  The Great Sun Sword Wheel will appear in the sky on the tenth day!  " The ten dazzling sword wheels suspended around Xu Yang suddenly shot out in all directions. The blazing beams of sunlight swept across and slashed vertically, and all the ghosts that came were chopped into several pieces. The saints who were watching  From the perspective of a strong person, the vast black sky in the center of the battlefield is like a huge black shield, which has completely enveloped Xu Yang. However, the Great Sun Sword Wheel that Xu Yang used seemed to pierce the night sky.  In the morning light, beams of light burst out from inside the black mask, punching hundreds of holes in the black fog. "Boom!"  " Under the blazing sword energy, the black sky was torn into pieces, and finally collapsed completely. "It seems that this move of yours is nothing more than that.  "Looking at the Yin ghosts around him who were chopped into several pieces, Xu Yang said disdainfully. "Hehe" Saint Yin Zhuo was not angry at all. The next moment, the black evil sky that was dispersed was actually a line of mist that reunited, and it was very strange.  A black mist area with a radius of 10,000 feet was soon formed, wrapping Xu Yang and Saint Yin Zhu in it!  The top Yin ghosts rushed towards Xu Yang again. Looking at the auras of those Yin ghosts, not only were they not sluggish at all, but they were even more tyrannical!  " Xu Yang put his hands together, and the Qianyuan Sword's sword energy turned into a large solar dragon, rotating around himself, forming a dragon-shaped shield! Then, the dragon-shaped shield collapsed into thousands of tiny golden sword energies.  , shot out in all directions, pierced the black mist again, and shot each ghost into a sieve! The black mist area collapsed, but after the power of the Light Dragon Sky Collapse dissipated, the black mist reunited, and those who were  The Yin ghosts who penetrated have also regained their vitality. No, these Yin ghosts have not only regained their vitality, but also have stronger power, as if they have absorbed some kind of nutrients. "Haha Xu Yang, I am like this.  One move, Dark Sky Curtain, has endless power, and every time it is destroyed and reborn, it will become stronger!  Just wait until your power is exhausted and you are completely devoured by the ghost!  "Through the heavy black fog, the voice of the Yinju Saint was far away.Later, I was full of pride.  "Every time it is destroyed, Yin Gui will become stronger after rebirth?" Xu Yang shook his head. There is no trick that cannot be cracked. There is a reason for Yin Gui to become stronger after rebirth.  Seeing the fierce ghosts rushing towards him, Xu Yang thought and instantly understood the reason why they continued to live.  "So that's itthis is not the morphological characteristic of the Black Evil Sword at all, but the fourth-level sword control technique performed by the evil old manit is a world of its own!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels  Better updates and faster!?¡­
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