Shi Mu’s body was a somersault in the air, and the sky turning stick turned in his hand and went straight to Yan Po.
Yan Chuang’s face was even more evil, and he whispered “looking for death”, threw the white ribbon in his hand, rolled Shi Mu’s incarnation upside down, and at the same time, the blade of the blood red strange long sword in his hand directly stabbed Shi mu.
In an instant, the blood red strange long sword was full of blood on the surface, and a sea of blood gushed out of thin air. The blood mist was as thick as liquid, and the blood gas rolled and surged towards Shi mu.
Shi Mu only felt a blood evil spirit coming in front of him, as if he saw countless bloody skeletons in the sea of blood coming one after another, opening their mouths and biting at himself.
He collected his mind, made a round dance in the air with the sky turning stick in his hand, pointed directly in front of him, and the golden light flashed down, and suddenly hit the strange Blood Sword across a hundred feet away.
After an earth shaking noise, the Blood Sword and the long stick came together tit for tat, and a circle of visible golden and red air waves broke out, swept in all directions, and the sea of blood was torn and scattered.
Not far away, Zhao Zhuming, who was fighting with Zuo Yin, was impacted by this great force, his body was unstable, and his blade shifted. He rowed over from the right shoulder of Zuo Yin, but stabbed it in the air.
The black-and-white light on Zuo Yin’s body flashed several times. Just under the huge impact, he stabilized his body and seized the opportunity. The long black-and-white sword in his hand was like a snake spitting out a letter. He suddenly stabbed it out from Zhao Zhuming’s armpit. He was about to pass through his chest and stab it through his heart.
At the critical moment, a fire wheel flickered from behind Zhao Zhuming to in front of him. “Dang” hit the left Yin sword edge and blocked it back.
It was released by the alliance elder who fought side by side with him.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhuming took the opportunity to turn and sweep the empty sword edge. A piece of red fire accompanied by a loud and clear Feng Ming flew towards the left Yin.
With a crisp sound of “Zila”, a layer of silver shield suddenly appeared on the left Yin, but it was pierced by the red fire with a “poof”.
Seeing that a large piece of flame was about to pour down, the black-and-white sword in Zuo Yin’s hand finally returned to defense, and quickly rotated in front of him, turning into a black-and-white gossip virtual shadow of more than one person, blocking in front of him.
A large flame fell on the virtual shadow of the eight trigrams. Suddenly, the black-and-white light on the surface of the eight trigrams was shining, and the flame reflected back one after another.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhuming and the alliance elder quickly used their own means to resist it.
Look at the left Yin. Although they blocked the attack, the originally pale half of his face was burned a little by the flame just now, leaving a scorch mark, which looked terrible.
He stared at Zhao Zhuming and the alliance elder, and his face began to appear angry.
At this time, a loud bang came from the direction of the fierce battle between Shi Mu and Yin Po.
But the palm of Shi Mu’s right hand was shrouded in golden light and clapped on the sky turning staff.
The body of the sky shaking staff was shocked immediately, and a huge wave of mountains and seas rushed up along the staff and broke out on the end of the staff.
Like a hot sun suddenly burst, dazzling to the extreme.
Yan Po only felt a sudden whiteness in front of him, so he couldn’t help flying out under the impact of this force.
Shi Mu’s external incarnation immediately caught up with him from behind, clenched the bloody sword with both hands and stabbed Yan Po’s heart.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the white ribbon wrapped around Yan Po’s left arm shot out again, just like a long white sword.
A “poof” sound.
A blood arrow darted out of Shi Mu’s incarnation’s shoulder, but it was pierced by the solid knot. However, it didn’t stop at all, and the residual sword in his hand still stabbed away.
Yan Po was so cold in his heart that he quickly stepped away from Shi Mu under the incarnation sword.
Before he could stand still, he suddenly felt a terrible smell on his side. He didn’t have time to think about it, so he picked up a bloody long sword to block it.
A loud bang.
Yan Po’s body suddenly fell and flew out under a strong blow. After smashing several stone pillars in the hall, he fell heavily on the boundary light curtain, vomited blood in his mouth and flushed in front of his chest.
At this time, Shi Mu had already strode out with a sky shaking stick in his hand, and was about to catch up and give him a fatal blow.
Suddenly, he felt the wind behind his head. He immediately turned around and punched out.
A golden fist shadow flew out and collided with ten golden beads, holding each other together.
The Baishui monk who fought with Lu Kui Zhong looked stiff at this.
He just saw that Yan Po was in danger. In a hurry, he played seven Buddha beads to seal Lu Kui Bell’s action, and tried his best to urge the other ten Buddha beads to attack Shi Mu to solve the danger of Yan Po, but he didn’t want Shi Mu to stop his attack just by hitting him.
There was a violent sound in the air, in which white smoke rose, but it was caused by the Ten Golden Buddha beads rotating rapidly and rubbing violently with the shadow of the fist.
“Die.” Shi Mu whispered and strode forward.
His right palm was raised, his palm lit up a gray light, bent his fingers and bounced off a Buddha bead floating in the air.
There was a soft sound of “Dong”.
The Buddha bead was immediately wrapped in a gray light and shot out at an incredible speed.
The Baishui monk was shocked. He slammed his hands together and recited a secret mantra. A glittering virtual shadow of the Buddha appeared outside his body, then stretched out his palm and hit the Buddha bead.
There was a soft “poof”.
Without any stagnation, the Buddha bead went straight through the Golden Buddha’s palm and entered the eyebrows of Baishui monk.
Almost as like as two peas before the white water, he only had time to make a short “Er” sound in his mouth, and he was wearing the beads through his skull and the spirit was exhausted.
Seeing that Shi Mu raised his hands and killed another immortal general, Yin Po and Zuo Yin were shocked, but Lu Kuizhong and Zhao Zhuming were in high spirits!
The Golden Buddha beads around Lu Kui’s bell fell powerlessly without mana control, bouncing and rolling around.
As soon as Lu Kui Zhongfang got out of trouble, he held a huge axe and killed Zhao Zhuming.
Yan burst into a roar, the whole body was full of blood, and the whole person became more and more fierce. In a thick blood fog, the body became blurred and distorted.
A large blood mist wrapped around him like silk and drowned his body in the twinkling of an eye. For a time, there was only a bloody sword in mid air, which vibrated slightly, the blood light on the surface flowed, and the blood fog around was as thick as ink.
“Integration of body and sword!” Shi Mu’s pupil shrinks.
This thought just flashed past its alarm clock and only heard a “whoosh”!
The Blood Sword suddenly stopped shaking and rushed to Shi Mu’s place. The blood fog around it suddenly enlarged, and thousands of ferocious faces appeared, as if they were going to ask shi mu for his life.
Shi Mu was fearless in the face of the blood sword. He raised his right foot and stepped forward. The surface of the sky turning staff in his hand “shouted”, wrapped a layer of gray flame, turned the head of the staff, and suddenly smashed at the bloody giant sword.
I saw the gray flame suddenly bright, suddenly burst into the blood color giant sword, scattered in a burst, and tore the blood fog into pieces.
After a howling noise, Yan Po suddenly fell down from the air and was cut in two, with blood splashing.
The blood sword in the upper half of his body was dim on the surface, and his eyes were full of incredible color. Obviously, he didn’t believe that he had such a big strength gap with Shi mu
Shi Mu’s incarnation stepped forward, raised the bloody sword in his hand, and stabbed it into Yan Po’s head.
Suddenly, Yan Po’s blood essence flowed into Shi Mu’s external body under the attraction of the bloody remnant sword. In the blink of an eye, he completely repaired his injury and even improved his breath.
Then, the incarnation bent over and picked up Yan Po’s strange blood sword, holding it left and right with his own blood residual sword, as if he was looking at something.
A moment later, he suddenly grasped the two swords and hit each other fiercely in the air.
“Zhulang” made a crisp noise, and the strange Blood Sword broke into a pile of fragments.
The external incarnation pointed the bloody remnant sword on the remnant, and an invisible magnetic force suddenly generated. Blood like objects flew out of the pile of Blood Sword fragments and gathered on the remnant sword.
With the continuous inflow of “blood”, the bloody remnant sword grew longer and longer, and finally turned into a bloody sword more than four feet long. The blood glittered on it and the blood evil spirit was more powerful than before, while the pile of fragments on the ground was dim and turned into a pile of scrap iron.
Shi Mu understood why his avatar was eager to fight Yan Po before. It turned out that he felt the same material as the bloody remnant sword on Yan Po.
Although he felt strange, he didn’t have time to think about it. When his eyes turned and looked at Zhao Zhuming, he saw that the three people were still fighting around Zuo Yin.
Zuoyin didn’t know when to sacrifice a black and a white ball the size of two heads. It was wrapped around the whole body. Facing Zhao Zhuming alone, she could be invincible.
But at the moment, seeing Yan Po’s death, his face suddenly looked very ugly. There was a trace of fear in his eyes sweeping towards Shi mu, and he was afraid to retreat.
The black-and-white light on his face is great. As soon as he bites the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood essence sprays out of his mouth and turns into a blood mist, which disappears in a flash into his black-and-white sword.
The breath of the black-and-white sword in his hand soared, and suddenly he got out of his hand. He spun down, and a round of black-and-white Bagua virtual shadows flew out of it, shooting in all directions.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhuming and his three men dared not connect, so they dodged one after another.
The left Yin took advantage of several flashes of the body shape and flew away towards the hall door.
“I still want to go now. Don’t you think it’s too late?” Shi Mu’s clear voice suddenly came from behind him, which surprised him.
As soon as the voice fell, a space wave that seemed to destroy the sky and the earth came out from behind.
Zuo Yin’s face was full of despair. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.