Crushing the World - C72

He could clearly see it in front of him, but when it slashed down, it felt like it was chopping the air. When he finally reacted, he only felt a chill on his neck. When he stretched out his hand to touch the wound again, it was bright and colorful.

His strange steps made it hard for the little ghost to guard against. He only had a simple Tigerfang Blade in his hands. As long as he could see the black phantom, what awaited him was only the call of death. This was the art of death, the perfect aesthetic of violence.

But now, Bai Ruozhi had turned into a giant tree, with its huge roots taking root on the deck. Countless branches spread out like nimble whips, lashing out from time to time at the little devil who was about to charge at her.

Sometimes, even a spike that suddenly appeared could pierce through the little ghost’s body. It was just that Bai Ruozhi didn’t seem to like such a bloody scene.

As the countless branches swayed, the katana on the ground seemed to have grown eyes as it fell one by one to the side of Gao Dazhi and the others.

Looking at the samurai sword descending from the sky, it was truly a timely rain! He stretched out his hand to grab it, then forcefully chopped it down. Sparks flew in all directions, creating a loud bang.

The five were full of vigor. Although there were many enemies, they were like wolves that had entered a flock of sheep. They continuously reaped the lives of little devils, and countless corpses had fallen on the ground.

Blood flowed like a river, and every one of them had traces of fresh blood on their faces. They looked even more ferocious and crazy.

Broken limbs could be seen, and countless amounts of blood flowed into the sea. Countless blood-eating fish had already gathered there, greedily sucking up the blood here.

There were only a few dozen of them left standing on the deck. All of them were trembling in fear as they looked at the group standing in the middle of the stone platform.

They were supposed to be a bunch of machines, and they wouldn’t feel scared even if they forced them all to death. But the result was different. They would feel fear, as well as fear.

As he was walking on the blood, corpses were strewn all over the deck.

Every time he stepped down, it would leave a deep blood-red mark. Behind them were piles of corpses, just like graveyards.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

Tall and strong, Mu Zixuan gasped for breath intensely. The two of them had really put in a lot of effort just now. They were basically two meat machines. Wherever they went, bits and pieces of flesh and rivers of blood would appear.

Carrying a burst of fishy wind, the Flying Star also arrived at Shi Zhongzheng’s side and his vicious aura increased by a lot. The Tigerfang Dagger in his hand dripped with blood from time to time, but there wasn’t a single trace of blood on his body.

He didn’t know if his speed was too fast, so fast that his opponent’s blood wouldn’t even splash on his body. Or was it because the position of the attack was too accurate?

“Good, very good! That’s the way to play! ”

The old man had appeared out of nowhere, looking at the ground covered in flesh and blood with a sinister smile on his face.

“You are Shi Zhongzheng? “One, let’s see what else he can do.” The old man snapped at the dark man behind him, but there was no one behind him.

“F * ck!”

A resounding sound of swords being unsheathed rang out, and immediately afterwards, Shi Zhongzheng felt a cold and gloomy aura rapidly pushing in his direction.

F * ck, it’s this damned escape technique again! The righteous energy in the stone was anxious as it held the Spirit Severing Stage in its hand as it rushed forward. He was highly concentrated, and all his attention was on that cold aura.

“Clang!”

A melodious sound rang out from the deck, and at the moment of the collision, the strange, demonic katana could be seen within the stone. Behind the long blade, there was a familiar figure. If it wasn’t Grand Preceptor Bei, who else could it be?

A single hit and he was forced to retreat. Bei Chen and the others didn’t hesitate at all. His figure once again blended into the darkness, and even that faint sinister aura from before was nowhere to be found.

Shi Zhongzheng’s eyes were wide open as he searched for the figure of Bei Chen and Taiyi in all directions.

“Hiss!”

The sound of something tearing through the air rang out from behind the rock, and it slowly stabbed into the center of the rock. If it wasn’t for his powerful spiritual sense and the zhen qi layer layer covering his body, it would have been impossible for Shi Yan to find out that Beichen had already run behind him.

“Dang, dang!”

Only when the Spirit Slaying Sabre clashed with the other party’s Demonic Saber would Shi Zhongzheng be able to feel a trace of coldness from the saber. Only then would he be able to see Bei Chen’s true appearance.

“Howl!”

Just as the battle between the stone and Bei Chen was going on, the old man standing high above suddenly let out another devilish shout, as if he was summoning something.

This was yet another clash of arms. He only felt the cold air, but did not see the time when Beichen was still in shock.

Suddenly, a warning sign appeared at the back of his head. A gust of wind blew over quickly, bringing along a wave of ice-cold chilliness as well as a soaring killing intent.

The Demonic Saber Village seemed to have sensed this moment as well. Bright beams of light continuously collided with the Spirit Severing stage cultivator in the middle of the stone platform.

“Break apart Huashan!”

The Spirit Severing expert, who was still high up in the air, hacked onto the blade of the Demonic Saber Village. It was sent flying far away, merging back into the darkness.

However, it was already too late. A similarly black dagger gently slashed across the shoulder of the rock, causing blood to spray out and sprinkle into the night sky.

This was because Shi Ziteng had dodged to the back of his heart in a split-second. However, he was unable to dodge the sword’s edge. Blood gushed out of his shoulder.

Beichen’s figure also slowly appeared a few meters away from the center of the stone. In one hand was a black dagger, and in the other was the village’s Saber Village.

Looking at the droplets of blood on the short sword, Bei Chen put them into his mouth and licked the blood off the tip of the sword. They were the blood from the stone.

“Center!” Seeing that Shi Zhong was injured, Bai Ruozhi involuntarily cried out in alarm. She stood up and was about to step forward to help Shi Zhongzheng.

However, at that moment, a strange sound of footsteps was suddenly heard from behind them. A few people were shocked. How could there be an ambush?

Tall figures jumped from the railings onto the deck, each black figure dripping with seawater. They carried steel forks in their hands and fish-hunting arrows in their hands. Those were the black figures that they had seen underwater just now. They were able to merge with the sea water.

“Tsk tsk!” It’s delicious! ” Bei Zhen said greedily as he licked his blood-red tongue.

Streams of blood flowed down from Shi Zhongzheng’s arm and onto the blade of the sword. The bright red blood dripped onto the blade’s body.

The Spirit Severing stage was once again emitting a resplendent radiance. It was no longer the pitch-black and dim Spirit Severing stage, but instead, turned into a myriad of multicolored lights, a Spirit Severing stage with countless auspicious signs.

This was not the first time that the stone had seen a Spirit Severing Cultivator act like this. The first time that the Spirit Severing Cultivator had seen something like this, it was the first time. In his hands, the Spirit Severing Stage was even more resplendent than now.

The blade of the Spirit Severing blade unexpectedly transmitted a powerful divine will to Shi Zhongzheng. It was an unrivalled domineering aura, with the power of a Spirit Severing cultivator. Who could contend against such tyranny?

“Sweep through the three armies!”

The seven-colored light of the Spirit Severing Stage stupefied the opposing Bei Zhen. It was at this moment that Shi Zhongzheng took a quick step forward as he raised his seven-colored Spirit Severing Stage Pendant and waved it towards Bei Chen.

Out of the blue, Bei Chen could only use the Demonic Saber in his hand to block the attack of the Spirit Severing stage.

Even before the two weapons had intersected, Bei Chen had already had a feeling that he was no match for them.

Just now, the radiance emitted by the Demon Saber was like the sun at high noon. When the Demon Saber in his hand felt the rays of divine light, Bei Chen could clearly feel a horrifying thought coming from the blade.

To be afraid of clashing head on with an emperor was a form of respect and submission to a king.

However, there was no other way.

“Dang.”

“Clang!”

Two crisp sounds rang out from where the two intersected. Bei Chen was sent flying like a baseball and landed heavily on the ground five to six meters away.

The first “dang” sound was the sound of the Spirit Severing Stage and the Demon Saber Village clashing against each other. A crisp sound rang out as a burst of sparks blossomed like fireworks.

At that time, Beichen’s heart was in pain. This was the knife that he was destined to use. When he had clashed with the Spirit Severing Stage last time, he could faintly see a tiny crack on the blade.

Bei Chen almost died from the heartache. After being nurtured for such a long time, he finally managed to restore the Demon Saber with great difficulty.

The second “dang” was enough to break Bei Chen’s heart. He only felt the saber in his hand light up and the tip of the blade fell onto the ground, producing a clear and sharp sound.

He fell to the ground, and without caring about the injuries on his body, he turned around and got up. He blankly stared at the Demon Saber in his hand. It had been cut from the middle, orderly and nimble.

This, this, how was this possible?

Bei Chen was dumbfounded. He looked at the demon knife in his hand with a lonely expression, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his heart.

How could this be? Back then, you chose me and I chose you. How could you bear to leave me today? Tears flowed down from the corners of Bei Chen’s eyes as he stared blankly at the broken blade in his hands.

He stood up and walked towards the tip of the Demon Saber Village’s sabre with a blank and helpless expression. He crouched down and gently picked up the broken sabre tip.

Seeing how Bei Chen was acting, Shi Zhongzheng did not take any further actions. It could be seen that the blade was extremely important to Beichen.

In other words, if the one that was cut off was a Spirit Severing cultivator, then the stone really would have lost its heart from crying. Shi Zhong was admiring Beichen’s feelings for this pair of demonic sabers. At the same time, he was also locating his feelings for the Spirit Severing stage.

At this moment, strong feelings of camaraderie were emitted from the Spirit Severing Cultivator’s body. There was a faint domineering aura, as if he was saying to Shi Zhongzheng that he would not abandon Shi Zhongzheng and would always follow him.

“Brat, I’ve underestimated you. Leave me that blade in your hand, and I’ll leave you with an intact corpse. ” When the lofty old man saw that the Demon Saber Village was actually hacked apart by the Spirit Severing Cultivator in the hands of Shi Zhongzheng, he was moved.

He flew down from the high platform, his eyes burning with greed as he stared at the Spirit Severing cultivator in the stone. As for the Demonic Saber Village, he didn’t even look at them. Perhaps he thought that since the Demonic Saber was broken, he had lost its value.

Relatively speaking, this saber was something that had been passed down through the ages with a mysterious luster, meaning that the enemy’s saber was of a much higher grade than the one in the village.

“Old bastard, come and get it if you have the guts!”

Shi Zhongzheng was looking at the old man opposite him and didn’t have a good impression of him. He kept shouting at him and even dared to threaten him. Leave a complete corpse for me, leave his sister?

He already wanted to steal my things, how could he make Shi Zhongzheng be polite? Not spitting was already good enough.

“A fellow who doesn’t know how to appreciate favors!”

The old man across from him did not even bother to glance at Bei Chen, his mind completely captured by the Spirit Slaying Fist in the stone. His eyes were burning with passion as he stared at the Spirit Severing Faction.

He himself was running out of time, but he still had descendants. If not for the fact that he saw that the Demon Saber Village had a spirit, he would have acknowledged Bei Chen as his master. He had long since snatched the Spirit Slaying Pill and killed Bei Chen and the others.

However, there were some old fogeys behind Bei Chen’s back. They were no worse than him. If they were to fail and let the people who disliked them find fault with him.

This time, not only was the guy not from the East Ocean Continent, he was also on the opposite side. Even if he was split into eight pieces, no one would blame him.

The skinny old man stretched out his withered fingers, which were like eagle claws. With a whistling sound, he grabbed at the top of the top of the head in the middle of the rock.

This was truly too much. Seeing that Shi Zhongzheng was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, the other party had actually dared to be so arrogant.

The old man suddenly appeared on top of the head in the middle of the stone and looked at the eagle claw that was clawing towards his head.

Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that the other party’s claw arts had to have been immersed in decades of cultivation. He raised the Spirit Severing blade in his hand, and the multicolored light on it became even brighter, as if it knew that he was going to face an ordinary person.

“Sssii!”

A burst of sparks burst out, causing Shi Zhongzheng’s arm to go numb. He couldn’t help but take a few steps back. A sweet taste flowed down his throat and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground, a few deep footprints could be seen on the deck. One could imagine how much pressure Little Rock had just been under.

The Spirit Severing light in his hand seemed to have dimmed down a bit compared to before. Warmth exuded from the blade’s body, nourishing Little Rock’s trembling arm from time to time.

The old man opposite him smiled coldly as he walked over step by step. Every step seemed to step on Shi Zhongzheng’s heart. His incomparably stubborn eyes were filled with blood and tears as he stared at the old man.

“Buzz, Buzz!”

The Spirit Severing Stage was also trembling, as if reminding the stone that something was wrong.

The multicolored jade pendant on Shi Zhongzheng’s chest also emitted a auspicious light, nourishing his heart. Waves of warmth flowed from the jade pendant into his body.