Chapter 441: Cut Him! (26/95)

Time goes back to the moment when the Thunder-Throwing Lord was penetrated by the Sky-Breaking Sword mixed with the power of the sword, and completely shattered into a blood mist...

At that moment, Lord Throwing Thunder originally thought it would be very painful, but in fact, he didn't feel any pain at all... His body had been completely shattered, and the force of the sword had penetrated all the muscles and veins in his body, including the flesh and mud. There was nothing left, it was disintegrated into a ball of blood mist.

However, Lord Throwing Thunder discovered that his soul had been preserved intact...

In the soul state, Lord Throwing Thunder found that he was just a void body, floating in the void, but the scene in front of him was still vivid in his mind.

After the Evil Sword God roared several times, Wang Ling appeared here in an instant. He just slapped the Evil Sword God so hard that he couldn't take care of himself...

Too strong!

Sure enough, Brother Ling's strength is more terrifying than Brother Xiangxiang!

But what's going on?

Lord Throwing Thunder is a little confused. Logically speaking, with the power of the Sky-breaking Sword, which is almost a divine sword, coupled with the blessing of the power of the sword, not to mention the physical body, even the soul can be destroyed in an instant. Lose.

However, the ending was beyond the expectations of True Lord Throwing Thunder. He found that his soul was unscathed...

And just a moment later, Lord Throwing Thunder discovered that the blood mist floating in the void was actually re-condensing, the meridians were reborn bit by bit, and the body was reunited bit by bit, just like the legendary blood escape method. Gathered into a new self.

Not only that, even his clothes were reunited!

Perfect resurrection?

It was only at this moment that Lord Throwing Thunder discovered the soul-suppressing ring on the ring finger of his left hand, which was surging with an extremely huge spiritual energy! It was the spiritual energy generated by the special power of this magic ring that protected his soul from being destroyed by the Sky-Breaking Sword and enabled his physical body to continuously re-condensate.

Lord Throwing Thunder couldn't help but sigh. If this extremely dangerous disaster was his destined disaster, then this soul-suppressing ring would have successfully helped him survive this disaster.

In a person's life, he will encounter extremely bad disasters only a few times, and once he encounters one, the chance of being able to turn over is almost negligible.

It is precisely because of this that after Master Luwei Gua calculated his disaster, he felt that he was completely hopeless.

It seems that now, I owe your brother a huge favor!

While the Thunder-Throwing Lord was physically reunited and completely resurrected, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If it weren't for this ring, I might not have been able to survive this disaster.

By the time he was resurrected, the Evil Sword God had already been slapped for the second time. He was slapped away by Wang Ling and hit the playground with a slap. When he flew out of the teaching building, he had a head on his head. He was actually holding up the water tank in the school toilet...

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The Evil Sword God climbed up from the ground, his whole body trembling, and even his knees could not stop trembling.

This is scary and angry...

How could he, the ten-meter sword god, have ever suffered such humiliation?

With two consecutive palms, not only did he have no room to fight back, but even two spiritual swords were taken away by the opponent... This was an absolute humiliation, and it also made the Evil Sword God feel embarrassed for the first time!

He trembled, gritted his teeth, and stood up from the ground with stubbornness. His whole body was trembling, his orifices were bleeding, and red donated blood flowed out from between his teeth... Even his front teeth had disappeared.

This young man is definitely not only in the realm of Sanxian...

The Evil Sword God has confirmed it.

Just relying on these two slaps to injure himself so severely, this person is by no means an ordinary person.

However, he still refused to admit defeat... Let me ask him, Evil Sword God. Since his debut, he has caused panic in all walks of life. As long as he wants to kill, no one can escape... How has he ever received such humiliation? ?

However, when he saw the Thunder-Throwing Lord, who had turned into a ball of blood mist in the void, condensed his body again and was completely resurrected, a rare look of horror appeared on his face.

"This is impossible! How is this possible!" Evil Sword God gritted his teeth. With the strength of the young man in white shirt, there is absolutely no way he can hide any means of resurrection. His Sky-Breaking Sword is mixed with powerful sword power. It is the way of heaven among the three thousand avenues. The power of heaven is filled into the body, almost It is no different from divine punishment. The moment it enters the body, not to mention the physical body, even the soul will be completely disintegrated.

That was a method of never being buried. He didn't know how many people had been killed by this method... As far as he knew, no one could survive.

so……

Who knows what I went through today?

Looking at the Thunder-Throwing Lord who had been completely resurrected, even the clothes on his body seemed to have gone back in time, and his recovery was flawless.

At this moment, the Evil Sword God felt determined in his heart: "No matter what happens in this battle, I must respond with the strongest means, and I can no longer have any reservations. At the beginning, Master Sword Immortal Fan Rui chose Master As Yi Jianchuan's successor, this is the beginning of all the resentment... Over the years, I have worked hard to practice sword skills and mastered the way of swordsmanship. I expected that my senior brother would no longer be my opponent, but..."

The Evil Sword God discovered that at this moment, he encountered a greater challenge than confronting his senior brother, General Yi Jianchuan Yi.

At the beginning, all his purposes were purely to prove his strength. He killed his master and practiced his sword skills hard in order to one day be able to wipe out his senior brother Yi Jian and General Chuan Yi in one move...

Today, however, he clearly encountered a bigger opponent.

The Evil Sword God took a deep breath and calmed his mind as quickly as possible.

No matter what, he had to be serious...

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The Evil Sword God stood up, and the True Immortal Spiritual Energy surged all over his body, and the wounds on his body healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In many cases, especially in battle, when one side is at a disadvantage, many people will choose to take drugs to continue to consume the battle. But the Evil Sword God is different, his pride does not allow him to do so.

Under the art of swordsmanship, he thinks he is almost invincible, and no one can beat him in swordsmanship!

"Sword Spirit Contract!" He pinched the spell with his hand and forcibly drove the power of the contract.

I saw that the Sky-breaking Sword in Wang Ling's hand turned into a handful of light particles in an instant, and reappeared in the hands of the Evil Sword God.

Although Wang Ling took both spirit swords, he did not erase the power of the contract on the spirit swords, so the Evil Sword God had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, it doesn't matter anymore...

Wang Ling can see that the Evil Sword God is confident in the art of swordsmanship. If that's the case, then he should fight back with the same swordsmanship and completely destroy the confidence of this kind of person...

"Brother Ling..." Master Diulei: "What should we do now?"

Wang Ling stretched out his hand, and a space crack appeared in the void.

Immediately afterwards, a peach wood spirit sword was pulled out of the crack by Wang Ling...

Wang Ling threw Jingke directly into Master Diulei's hands without saying a word...

The moment he received Jingke, Master Diulei's hands were shaking.

Go and chop him...

Wang Ling pointed his eyes directly at the Evil Sword God and said to Master Diulei through voice transmission.

No extra nonsense.

If he can't be killed...he loses!