True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 706 Sword Spirit Slash

"As expected of the Demon Lord, this plan is very clever. The great Demon Clan of the Western Region will rise again soon." Demon General Batu raised his arms and shouted. There was a sparkle in his eyes, which was the brilliance that had been silent for thousands of years.

After a pause, Demon General Batu clenched his fists and said coldly: "Those people from the Northern Territory just now seem to be alert to our actions. In order to ensure that the next plan goes smoothly, why not let your subordinates now Just fight back and destroy them directly. My fists have not been stained with the enemy's blood for a thousand years. It is simply a shame to be a demon warrior."

"The reason why you didn't die in the war between humans and demons a thousand years ago is because your martial body is special. Your martial body is the closest to the origin of the Yuan Demon among all demon warriors. It is the divine power of the Yuan Demon that protects you from death. Therefore, your The purpose is not just to kill a few enemies. As for those northern monks, I have arranged for the personnel of the shadow organization to stop them. This time, no one can destroy our plan." The man in purple said firmly. .

"I obey the Lord Demon Lord's order, but I know that Lord Demon Lord, your current physical strength is far from the peak of a thousand years ago, and I don't want you, Lord Demon Lord, to be harmed in any way."

"I understand your intentions. You are one of my most trusted demon generals." The purple-robed man raised his eyes and observed the position of the purple sun in the sky. "We don't have much time left now. Come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-robed man rolled up his sleeves, and a ball of purple demonic energy rose up and wrapped around their bodies. When the purple demonic energy dissipated, their figures disappeared.

...

In an unknown space in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave.

Liu Haiyu, who was dressed in blue, held a Ruoshui sword in one hand and looked at the opposite side with stern eyes.

At this moment, there were two people standing opposite him, one dressed as a monk and the other dressed as a monk.

The Taoist wears a black robe with long sleeves, a red Taoist crown, and a ginger-like nose that adds to his ugly appearance. The monk wears a blood-red cassock draped around his body, fastened on his chest with two bright copper rings. But there is a gilt incense burner on the top of the monk's head, which looks strange.

Without him, there are only two people, Qingshui Man and his puppet Blood Monk.

Qingshuiren looked at Liu Haiyu across from him, pretending to be calm on the surface, but his heart was already beating: "Why did I meet Liu Haiyu, this troublesome guy? It seems that his physical aura is much stronger than before. It's really A jealous genius. If we really want to fight with him, the Blood Monk brothers and I will probably suffer. But the Master of Shadows has orders, and we have to carry them out..."

With a plan in mind, Mr. Qingshui pretended to be calm and said: "Mr. Liu, we meet again. You are well."

Liu Haiyu frowned and said coldly: "Mr. Qingshui, if you know what's going on, you'd better get out of the way quickly. If I hadn't been in trouble, I would definitely kill you just because you are an evil cultivator on the list of evil cultivators." of."

The blade of the Ruoshui sword in Liu Haiyu's hand spits out a gurgling blue sword energy, like a herring hitting the water, making a rumbling low sound, which frightens the viewer.

Qingshui Ren just glanced at the sword in Liu Haiyu's hand opposite him, and then deliberately didn't look at it, but he became greedy for the Ruoshui sword in his heart: "The Ruoshui sword is indeed what I want to get in my life. Now it seems that its power is Going to the next level. It’s probably going to be even harder to defeat Liu Haiyu now.”

But when Qingshui people heard the word "evil cultivator" from Liu Haiyu's mouth, a fighting spirit arose in their hearts: "I, Qingshui people, are a great evil cultivator. I am not scared of others. Evil cultivators naturally have their own ways to practice evil. "

The man in Qingshui rolled his eyes, clasped his hands and said respectfully: "What Mr. Liu said is true. How dare I block Mr. Liu's way? It's just that I accidentally entered the shadow organization and couldn't help myself. Please allow me, Mr. Liu. Please discuss this with the blood monk brother next to you."

Without waiting for Liu Haiyu's answer, the Qingshui people laughed disdainfully, then turned around and asked: "Brother Blood Monk, let's make way for the peerless genius Mr. Liu, okay?"

A strange blood color flashed in the blood monk's dull eyes, and he said in a daze: "Okay."

Mr. Qingshui stroked his goatee under his chin, turned around and said, "Since my blood monk brother has no objections, please ask Mr. Liu to pass from here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingshui Ren took one of Xue Monk's hands and stepped aside generously.

warehouse!

The Ruoshui sword in Liu Haiyu's hand drew a blue shadow in mid-air and then went back into the sword box behind him. Without even looking at the man on the water, he strode past him.

The man in Qingshui bowed his head, took two steps back, and said loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. Liu."

The blood monk on the side said blankly: "Congratulations."

When Liu Haiyu's figure just walked over, Qingshui Ren secretly raised his head and looked at Liu Haiyu's back, his face turned cold, and he suddenly seemed to be a different person.

"Kill! Let your kid know what an evil cultivator is today!" Qingshui Man whispered through gritted teeth.

The Qingshui man took the blood monk's hand and swung it suddenly, and the blood monk's body immediately rose up from the ground. Immediately afterwards, Qingshui Ren's body spun on the spot and threw Monk Xue's whole body out, targeting Liu Haiyu's back.

It seemed like an ordinary blow, but Qingshui Man had accumulated a full eight successes of his own power.

The Blood Monk, as Qing Shui Ren's human pole puppet talisman, blasted out with maximum power.

"Buzz!"

The blood monk's body suddenly trembled, and a powerful blood soul aura erupted. The red cassock outside his body fluttered like a bloody battle flag.

In the gilded incense burner above the Blood Monk's head, there seemed to be a blood snake rolling, emitting a pungent bloody smell, and shooting out clusters of blood-colored arcs.

"Puppetry Technique Human Extreme Blood Soul Slash!"

At this moment, the Blood Monk was a blood soul mad knife offered by Qingshui Shangren, slashing through the void, and in a blink of an eye, he was behind Liu Haiyu.

"Hehe, let's see how you can hide!"

At this moment, Liu Haiyu stretched out one hand, and a blue spiritual light flashed in his palm, and the Ruoshui Sword in the sword box behind him was already in his hand. It was as if the Ruoshui Sword was his arm, and the speed was so fast that it was almost teleportation.

At the same time, Liu Haiyu suddenly flew up in a blue robe, and the powerful water attribute soul power burst out from his body.

A shocking wave rose from the ground!

The surface of Liu Haiyu's body was suddenly wrapped by a rotating blue water body, and his original figure was completely hidden in this rotating water body.

Suddenly, a green fish shadow as tall as a person appeared in the blue water. As the green fish shadow flickered, it seemed as if Liu Haiyu's true body was seen again. It was hard to tell whether it was the green fish or Liu Haiyu's true body.

With the help of the sword spirit transformed by the green fish on the Ruoshui Sword, Liu Haiyu has now achieved the state of unity between man and sword.

"Sword Spirit Technique Green Fish Slash!"

The next moment, the green fish shadow jumped up, emitting a dazzling green scale light. The huge sword energy was like a blue dragon descending from the sky, and the world trembled.

Sword Domain, Blue Water!

Sword Spirit, Green Fish!

Sword Intention, Green Fish Strikes the Water!

Sword Move, Green Fish Slash!

In just a moment, the four perfectly matched, showing the strength of a peak swordsman.

"Boom!"

The sword light fell, as if a blue dragon had lifted a waterfall, and a huge blue water sword formation fell from the sky.

In mid-air, the flying figure of the Blood Monk was swallowed up by the blue water sword formation.

The boss, who had just been secretly happy, had his nostrils flared. He had already felt the suffocation of the sword formation. The goatee on his chin seemed to be pulled by someone, and he had to raise his head at an uncomfortable angle. The powerful sword energy came in an instant.

"Boom boom boom..."

The power of the sword move exploded, and the powerful power was like a beast in a cage, violently colliding, and the space within a radius of dozens of feet shook violently.

Crack, crack, crack, a few black cracks appeared on the surface of the void.

With a bang, the space collapsed, tearing open a huge space black hole out of thin air.

The space black hole was like the open mouth of an evil ghost, and a gray-black space storm was like a tongue spitting out, twitching left and right, and was determined to swallow everything that broke in.

The next moment, the power of the sword move wrapped the bodies of Qingshui Shangren and Xue Heshang and disappeared into the space black hole opposite.

Rumble rumble rumble...

Clusters of runes ran around on the ground, and the power of the formation in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave began to repair the damaged space by itself. After a long while, it was restored to its original state.

In the open space, a blue shadow disappeared, revealing Liu Haiyu's true form. In the sword box behind him, the Ruoshui sword was already hidden.

Liu Haiyu was slightly startled. Although the power of the sword just now was released in response to the pressure, the power was so powerful that even he felt a little scared. He muttered in his heart: "The power of this sword can actually break the space. Maybe this formation space is not stable enough under the impact of the demonic energy for thousands of years, so it is like this."

"Master Haiyu, it seems that I chose you to be my sword spirit master, and I really chose the right person. The sword just now is quite like the style of Qing Xiaoyu in the past." Qing Xiaoyu's voice came from the sword box behind Liu Haiyu.

"Senior, you are too kind."

"I told you not to call me senior. I am just your sword spirit. Just call me Qing Xiaoyu. The sword spirit obeys the sword master, and the sword master controls the sword spirit. Only when we are in tune with each other can we exert the greatest power of sword moves."

"Qing Xiaoyu, we will be the best partners."

"I, Qing Xiaoyu, will definitely go all out to reach the peak of sword cultivation with my master. Next, we should leave here quickly and find other companions to stop Shadow's plan."

"Okay."

Liu Haiyu looked back at the place where the sword move just landed. He thought to himself: "I am afraid that the two evil cultivators, Qingshui Shangren and Xue Heshang, are doomed to die."

Next, Liu Haiyu activated the water control technique, and the shadow of blue water appeared under his feet. The whole person disappeared quickly at the end of the space like a sailing boat.

.....

In a dark underground space in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.

The rolling black ghost energy fled in all directions, and the azure sword energy cut randomly like a storm, making a long-lasting metallic clanging sound.

Finally, the sword energy subsided, and two figures fell down with a bang. They were Master Qingshui and Monk Xue.

At this moment, Master Qingshui had disheveled hair, his Taoist robe was torn to pieces, and the Taoist crown on his head had long disappeared. His chest was cut open by the sword energy, and his broken ribs and shattered heart were piled together randomly...

The strange thing was that Master Qingshui's heart was burned, but he was not dead yet.

Master Qingshui pointed a finger in a direction, and said with a faint breath: "Brother Monk Xue, where are you? I know you are..."

After the words fell, Master Qingshui's arm snapped and fell down weakly, without a trace of breath.

There were no shadows around, because everything was black.

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