Chapter 972 Space Artistic Conception

Sixteen blood-red swords, wrapped in infinite sword energy, blasted towards the Emperor God.

At this moment, a strange blush appeared on the face of the Emperor God, and he felt the blood in his body boiling.

"That is the artistic conception of blood, and Xue Jianyi has actually merged the artistic conception of blood and the artistic conception of sword into one!"

Someone exclaimed.

Lu Ming's eyes narrowed, Xue Jianyi deserved to be ranked second in the Thousand Pride List. He was extremely powerful. He not only understood two powerful moods, but also merged them together.

Moreover, Lu Ming could see that both the blood conception and the sword conception of Xuejianyi had reached the fourth level. How terrifying was the fusion of the two fourth-level artistic conceptions?

call out! call out! call out!

The fusion of the two moods stimulated thousands of sword qi, completely shrouding the Emperor God and blocking all his retreats.

From the Emperor God, the golden sword qi rushed out and kept slashing out. Every time the sword slashed out, the infinite sword qi would be cut off, but more blood-colored sword qi would be added.

For a time, the Emperor God actually fell behind.

"No way, the Emperor God is actually at a disadvantage, the Emperor God won't be defeated, right?"

"One or two kinds of artistic conceptions of the blood sword have reached the fourth level, and the fusion is successful. It is indeed powerful, but the Emperor God should have more than this means!"

All around, there was a lot of discussion.

At this time, he saw that the emperor's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he actually gave up blocking and let the sword qi stab at his body.

Many people's hearts were raised, and they didn't understand what the Emperor God meant?

shhhhh!

The sword light passed through, and the figure of the Emperor God collapsed, but it was just a phantom. Immediately everyone saw that the body of the Emperor God had appeared dozens of meters away.

As soon as his figure appeared, sword qi stabbed at him all around, but when he saw him walking in a leisurely court, he stepped out one step, and his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared again dozens of meters away.

In this way, his figure kept flickering, and the endless sword energy in all directions could not help him at all.

"Shunpo, this is the legendary Shunpo!"

Someone screamed in shock.

"What? Shunbu? According to legend, it is necessary to comprehend the artistic conception of space in order to perform Shunbu, how is it possible? Did the emperor understand the artistic conception of space?"

"Oh my God, it's definitely a space mood!"

Exclamations rang out, and the people who spoke out were all senior figures.

"It's actually a space mood!"

Bai Shijing, Yan Kuangtu and others also took a deep breath.

Lu Ming's pupils also shrank sharply.

There are thousands of artistic conceptions in the world, and of course there are high and low levels. Among them, two very famous artistic conceptions are space-time artistic conception.

time and space.

Thousands of artistic conceptions, time and space are king!

The artistic conception of time and space is the king of thousands of artistic conceptions, which shows that it is terrible.

And the Emperor God actually understood the artistic conception of space.

"I didn't expect that the Emperor God actually comprehended the spatial artistic conception, and also successfully merged with the artistic conception of the sword. As expected, he is the number one unparalleled figure on the Thousand Pride List, but judging from his spatial artistic conception, it should only be a third-level perfection. It didn't break through the fourth level, otherwise it's really invincible!"

Bai Shijin said with solemn eyes.

The Emperor God displayed the spatial artistic conception, making the blood sword look extremely solemn, and the sword fingers were constantly waving, launching a storm-like offensive, but the Emperor God's figure flashed, and the sword energy around him couldn't help him at all.

call out!

Suddenly, the Emperor God cut out a sword out of thin air.

This sword was just slashed against the air at will, and it didn't seem to be facing Xue Jianyi, but Xue Jianyi's face suddenly changed greatly, and his figure retreated sharply.

call out!

Just as the blood sword retreated, a sword light slashed out of thin air at the place where he just stood.

The attack of the Emperor God can pass through the void and launch a terrifying attack on the blood sword.

Weird and terrifying, if this Emperor God became a killer, he would be the most terrifying killer in the world.

call out! call out! ...

The Emperor God's war sword kept slashing out of thin air, and then, a sword light appeared out of thin air around Xue Jianyi and slashed at him.

The blood sword retreated sharply and kept retreating.

The Emperor God used Shunbu and chased after the blood sword with extreme speed, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

"It seems that the attack of the Emperor God has a distance limit!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved, and he saw Mingtang.

The space mood of the Emperor God should have a distance limit. If the distance is too far, his sword energy cannot pass through the space to attack others. This is normal. If there is no limit, he can take people hundreds of millions of miles away. The first level, this is not terrible to describe.

However, as long as the cultivation base of the Emperor God and the artistic conception of space improve, this distance will become longer and longer, and the further back, the more terrifying it will be.

Time and space are king, not just talk.

As the distance between the two of them narrowed, Xuejian was passive at first, falling behind and losing at any time.

hum!

At this time, the spine of the blood sword glowed, and a blood-red war sword floated above its head. There were seven golden chakras around this war sword.

This is the bloodline of Xuejianyi, the seventh-level bloodline of God!

The blood sword merged with the bloodline and turned into a huge blood-red war sword. The sword energy rushed into the sky and slashed out. The space shook.

Swish!

The blood-colored war sword violently slashed towards the Emperor God.

"Defeat! Tiangang Emperor Sword!"

The Emperor God strode forward, spit out a word icy, and the sword faced the front and slashed down.

Whoa!

At this moment, the space above the head of the blood sword seemed to shatter suddenly, and the endless sword energy, with the meaning of space cutting, slashed down towards the blood sword.

"That's a god-level martial skill, and it's a god-level bloodline martial arts!"

A supreme figure shouted, shocked.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and their pupils widened sharply.

God-level martial arts, sub-god-level bloodline martial arts, Emperor God, who actually comprehends such terrifying martial arts from his bloodline, he is not in the spiritual realm.

Even among the terrifying powerhouses in the Spiritual God Realm, there are still many who have not comprehended god-level martial arts.

Keng! Keng! Keng! ...

Countless terrifying sword qi fell on Xue Jianyi's sword, and the blood-red war sword shook violently, but with only a dozen breaths, the huge war sword seemed to be unable to withstand it.

God-level martial arts, the power is too strong!

"break!"

There was a roar from the blood sword, the blood-colored sword was soaring into the sky, and the blood-colored war sword spun very fast, like a drill, rushing out of the range covered by the sword energy, and then the blood-colored light flashed, and it turned into the blood sword again.

At the moment, Xue Jianyi was a little embarrassed, his breath was empty, his face was pale, and there was still a strand of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm defeated!"

Xuejian let out a long sigh and conceded defeat to the Emperor God.

As Xuejianyi conceded defeat, the aura on Emperor God also converged, and at the same time, the dragon of luck on top of Emperor God's head swallowed 90% of the dragon of luck on Xuejianyi's head.

Around, many people also sighed.

It's not that Blood Sword One is not strong enough, but the Emperor God is too strong.

However, after hearing this battle, everyone finally saw part of the strength of the Emperor God.

The cultivation base of the eighth-level peak of the spiritual embryo, mastering the artistic conception of space and sword, and also comprehending the god-level bloodline martial arts, this kind of strength is really amazing.

Bai Shijin, Jun Songjue, Yan Kuangtu, Bai Chixue, Fatty and others all had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

The Emperor God is too strong, can Lu Ming fight against him?

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