[Chapter 228 Streamer Sword]

(third update)

15 stood still and dared not move, because he knew deeply about the horror of the two people in front of him.

He didn't know that the sky was as thick as him, but along the way, he suddenly found that he was too small, especially the war between Wuyi Mountain, the Black Prison Demon King and Wuling God.

Directly smashed the space, and even collapsed. If the human world had not been the most special world in the world, it would have been blown upside down by those two madmen.

Five is small, and he also knows that his body trained by the colorful Holy Spirit and the power of heaven, his combat effectiveness is almost comparable to that of the realm of the sword.

However, when he met the master of the peak of the sword or the psychic realm, he was completely like a slaughtered lamb.

In the sky, the four dead will have fought with middle-aged men.

"Boom..."

Like thunder, the energy fluctuations of the two collision rippled far away like water waves, forming a strong wind.

The middle-aged man practiced kendo, with a long sword in his hand and killed all the ghosts and gods. He saw that he held a sword in one hand and a sword formula in the other. During the light of the sword, the heads of the four death generals were full of countless vitality swords.

"stream light sword..."

The middle-aged man shouted, and the sky was like an upside-down Xuanbing condensed vitality sword. Under his shout, he suddenly rushed down, like a pouring rain.

The four death generals are all shrouded in a long sword of vitality as fast as a streamer.

Then, the rocks are flying and the vitality is turbulent.

Fifteen felt that the energy around him was like a frightened wild horse, but his eyes stared at the movements and swordsmanship of the middle-aged man.

"Light Sword?" Fifteen's heart moved, and his mind seemed to condense into a Taoist vitality sword. He moved at will. He also held the silver snake sword and used the middle-aged man's sword formula.

However, the ten thousand streamer swords he expected did not appear. Although the vitality sword did not appear, the inner spirit in his body had boiled.

Like the rushing of the Yellow River, singing loud songs and rushing into the sea.

"What's going on? The inner spirit seems to be rushing out of the body?" Fifteen gritted his teeth, immediately sat cross-legged, and slowly dispersed the boiling inner spirit to the muscles and meridians of his whole body.

"Puff..."

After a long time, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Fifteen's eyes were closed, and the turbulence of the colorful Holy Spirit was so severe that when it scattered into the meridians of his whole body, it actually shocked him to vomit blood.

It seems that it is not feasible for the inner spirit to circulate and disperse into the meridians, but how can this inner spirit disperse?

The fifteenth day of the ordinary period was completely able to use the sword formula to disperse the inner spirit. However, at this moment, the inner spirit actually flowed without his self-control, and the inner spirit rushed to the skin, almost tore his body, and then rushed out.

15 can only use his spiritual power to control, but he is also sweating profusely.

After a while, there was still no sign of waking up, but there were two people standing in front of him, the middle-aged man and the old man who controlled the death general.

The middle-aged man took the lead in saying, "Hey, this boy who doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth, is not so easy to control the light sword. The taste of vitality is delicious, isn't it?"

The old man turned around the fifteenth and shook his head again and said, "Oh, it's a pity that such a genius is going to die here today..."

"Old man, what's wrong? Can't bear it? Finally, he knows that he is not an ordinary person, right? Middle-aged men don't seem to take the life and death of 15 as a thing.

The old man said, "Let your mother's bullshit, when did you say..."

"Just now..." The middle-aged man licked his lips and said, "I can actually see through my streamer sword at a glance. This qualification is really rare in the world. If it hadn't been for his lack of realm, I'm afraid that the streamer sword has been used by him..."

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." The old man shook his head and sighed again.

"It's a pity that it's useless. Let's do it..." The middle-aged man pointed his throat with a sword.

"Bright, what hatred does this boy have with Mr. Chen? Unexpectedly, the two of us were sent to kill him..." The old man had a pile of beards and frowned.

"Who knows, let's kill it..."

After saying that, the middle-aged man stabbed straight with his sword.

"Ding..."

"Bad old man, what are you doing..." The middle-aged man shouted angrily, because an old man's death would have blocked in front of 15.

"It's a pity to kill him. It's better to let the old man become a death general..."

The old man reached out to the fifteenth, who was sitting cross-legged.

When the middle-aged man saw the old man do it, he did not flinch and said, "Your death general, the dead body can also be refined. Wait for me to kill him first..."

"How can a dead person be precious? Such a genius can still grow his cultivation after I succeed in refining, and the activity of the dead body will be gone..."

"Do you still want to cultivate him?" The middle-aged man's long sword swam, and the sword stabbed 15 throats. However, the old man was not vegetarian. The four death gods would form a circle and launch a fierce attack from all directions.

"Damn..." The middle-aged man took a step back and cursed angrily.

The old man ignored how ugly the middle-aged man looked. With a roll of his big hand, he was about to take away 15.

However, at this time, with 15 as the center, the air within 100 meters surged.

In the fifteenth body, with the surge of the colorful Holy Spirit, even his blood began to boil, and the inner spirit has reached the critical point of the eruption.

The inner spirit wants to rush out of the body. In addition to the master's self-controlled surge, it is also tearing the master's body.

15 uses the middle-aged man's sword formula, and the inner spirit unconsciously begins to flow, so that it is not under his control at this moment, and his inner spirit wants to rush out of the body, either tearing his body or pulsed out of the body according to the flow of the light sword formula.

However, the human body is very mysterious. The operation route of some sword skills has a limit. If the level is insufficient, and then forcibly run according to this skill, it is easy to be devoured by vitality and eventually explode and die.

15 was threatened by this.

However, when the middle-aged man stabbed him with a sword, he felt a strong threat. Finally, the old man's big hand attacked, and the balance in the fifteenth body was finally broken.

His blood suddenly flowed, which was half the blood of the Protoss. As the tree king said at the beginning, he was a demigod.

And the master who can defeat the realm of the sword with the cultivation of the spiritual realm, in addition to the body forged by the colorful Holy Spirit and the power of heavenly rebellion, the body of the demigod is also indispensable.

The Protoss is a proud race and will not easily have relations with other races, but there is no shortage of demigods in this world.

Generally speaking, the demigod is gifted, and the cultivation speed is much faster than that of ordinary people, and it has special power, so it is normal to compete with the high realm with a low level.

So as a demigod, it is reasonable to play cards in accordance with common sense.

With the boiling of the blood of the 15th, the inner spirits are even more turbulent. However, although the inner spirits are extremely turbulent, the 15th does not feel any pain. Instead, the inner spirits have slowly flowed out of the body with the boiling of the blood.

Does this mean that these inner spirits have been running along the trajectory of the streamer sword formula?

Therefore, middle-aged men and the elderly will feel the air surging in the outside world.

"No..." The middle-aged man shouted loudly. Of course, he could see the situation at the 15th with his eyesight. He hurriedly greeted the old man, "Old man, this boy is very strange. Be careful that he uses the trick of the light sword..."

"What?" The old man's hand leaned forward stagnated, and he suddenly looked up, and the sky was densely covered with long swords of vitality hanging in the air.

"Swipe..."

It's like ice and rain, but it's thousands of times faster and stronger than rain.

That's light rain.

The light rain suddenly fell and rushed down like a meteor, covering the middle-aged man and the old man, even the fifteen himself.

If an indiscriminate attack is hit, it will become a hornet's nest.

The fastest to escape was a middle-aged man. His sword was 100 meters away, while the old man slowed down, but his death would not be a vegetarian. At the moment when the light rain fell, the death would be controlled by him to go up against the air and hit the light rain.

However, the worst thing is still the fifteenth. The light rain fell, and the passage of his inner spirit was too serious to escape, but "Ming Tian Jue" operated itself.

The huge whirlpool will absorb all the light and rain falling on his head, but there is still a leaky fish hitting him, making him bloody.

It's terrible.

The streamer sword rain has finally subsided. Even if it is as strong as a middle-aged man and an old man with fear, if it slows down again, I'm afraid it will die.

In this way, isn't it too aggrieved?

PS: I don't have a lot of manuscripts, and I still have something to do every day. I can't stand three chapters a day, so I'm wondering if two chapters a day is enough, otherwise, it's easy for me to break the update... I'm sorry...