Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 214

[Chapter two hundred and fourteen the eighth style?]

One and two, two and three, even seven.

The sword demon ultimate move is infinitely weird.

It is like the thought of seven killings, the suffering of seven deaths, and the retreat of seven wounds.

Heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney.

Yin and Yang.

With one sword shot, one meridian is injured, and with seven moves, all seven meridians are injured.

Sword Demon, who was originally desperate to destroy martial arts, hurt others and hurt himself, what’s there to fear?

Precious Concubine is still smiling, her eyes are looking forward, but the offensive is fierce and maddening!

Her humiliation and injustice were all poured out in this strange sword move.

The hostility contained in it, no one can stop it, no one dares to stop it!

It is the Eight Refinements of Spiritual Transformation, a martial art that dignifiedly invokes the power of heaven and earth, and may have to retreat in the face of this sword demon’s offensive.

In other words, this sword technique itself has the effect of restraining the eight cultivation techniques.

Shen Zhenyi was not afraid.

Standing on the cusp of the storm, he smiled and watched the dance of the demons, his heart still did not change, his color did not change.

——Even, the sword has not been fired yet.

——The Precious Concubine’s offensive was like a wave, but it still couldn’t hurt him. He floated and moved, just like catkins in the wind. Although the sword demon is mad, it does not hurt its quality.

one two three four!

five!

six!

seven!

The precious concubine changed again and again, the sword magic method has been driven to the extreme, and her eyes have begun to go crazy – Shen Zhenyi knows that this is the anger that has entered the body, and the situation that she can’t control herself has appeared.

“about there.”

He looked at the stunning afterimages of the demons flying in the air lightly, as if he didn’t care about these lively and fragrant pictures at all, and just flicked his fingers.

hum!

The voiceless voice fell, and the heaven and the earth burst into a burst.

The radiance of the red sun descends from the sky, shining all over the world!

The sky was blue and the earth was white, and the demons retreated.

The demons in the sky were blown away like dust, and her sword moves naturally disappeared without a trace.

The Precious Concubine flew backwards, her body was like a swallow, she shuttled back and forth, her chest was stagnant, she only felt that she had fallen into the boundless darkness, the demons attacked back, and she wanted to steal her soul.

“This… a trick to break the sky?”

Young Master Yu exclaimed.

He expected Shen Zhenyi to win, but he didn’t expect him to win so easily.

Zi Ningjun looked at Shen Zhenyi admiringly.

She already knew that he was omnipotent.

Shen Zhenyi shook her head lightly, “It’s not over yet.”

If Concubine Precious can be defeated so easily, then it is impossible for her to cultivate the most difficult martial arts of the devil’s way.

Of course, such a woman can’t just give up.

At this moment, the precious concubine seemed to sink into the most terrifying nightmare.

The Seven Swords of Demons, attracting demons with swords, was originally a kind of spirit that borrowed the power of the spirit of heaven and earth to directly attack the opponent.

This kind of attack method is very rare in the world of eight repairs, and it is extremely difficult to defend. As long as the cultivation realm of the precious concubine is higher than that of others, it is almost possible to win at your fingertips.

But once he encounters people whose cultivation realm is higher than his own, all kinds of illusions and ever-changing demons will greatly reduce their effect.

And if the opponent’s strength far exceeds his own, the demons will be difficult to control, and the mental attack may also bite him back.

The Precious Concubine had never encountered such a situation before.

She was terrified to find that she was in the blood of her childhood.

Beacon fires were everywhere, fierce thieves attacked, wailing, corpses, flesh and blood.

The jackdaws outside the village screamed mournfully, and the night wind was as cold as a knife.

Precious Concubine saw that her body was only six years old, and her pale and weak palms were full of blood – this was not the blood of enemies, but the blood of relatives.

“what–”

She exclaimed horribly.

This is the past.

This is blood and fire.

This is the memory she most unwilling to face.

She was the only survivor of the Tucun massacre, and she survived for three days and three nights among the corpses in the village.

During that time, it was hell for her.

Even after hundreds of years, the precious concubine’s martial arts has been completed, and almost no one in the world dares to hurt her, but at midnight, she will still wake up in this nightmare.

Why……

Why did he suddenly enter the dream when he was clearly fighting.

The precious concubine was full of fear.

Could it be that… I have already been killed by a single move, so I will fall into hell?

“Father! Mother!”

She cried in vain, tears streaming down her cheeks.

A terrifying devil slowly formed around her, the black abyss opened, and blood-red magma surged.

The demons are flying, and they will drag the original owner into the bottomless darkness!

do not want!

Precious Concubine suddenly woke up, even at this point, she would not give in easily.

She struggled hard, trying to get rid of the shackles of these demons.

But when she saw her young and frail body, she couldn’t help but begin to feel despair.

Is it…is that really the only way to go?

She turned her head in vain, and a tear dripped from the corner of her eye, which was as red as wax!

beyond the dream.

Shen Zhenyi nodded silently.

Precious Concubine’s body was suspended in the air, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if she had lost consciousness. Her body was still twitching slightly due to panic and hallucinations.

In one round, Shen Zhenyi had already mastered the absolute advantage.

Even, taking this opportunity, can kill with one shot.

But Shen Zhenyi didn’t take advantage of the victory to pursue her, instead she stood with her hands tied, as if waiting with anticipation.

“Third Young Master… Shall we move on?”

Young Master Yu saw that the winner was clearly decided, but Shen Zhenyi still stopped at the same place for some reason, and couldn’t help urging.

“Not urgent.”

Shen Zhenyi smiled and said: “Her talent is amazing. After the moment of encountering the devil, she will definitely be able to turn the evil into good luck, and realize the change of the eighth style of the sword demon.”

“Such a genius is worth waiting for.”

“Sword Demon… the eighth style?” Yu Dashao was puzzled at first, but he immediately reacted, thinking of the previous fierce attack of the precious concubine, he couldn’t help being horrified.

“Third Young Master, although you are a master of art and daring, this sword and demon martial arts is a bit weird, why don’t you take risks?”

Even if Shen Zhenyi can easily break the seventh form, from the feeling of Young Master Yu, the eighth form must be a sword that reborn and make a leap. Isn’t it self-inflicted?

“No, the eighth style is still in my expectations.”

Shen Zhenyi was not worried at all, just nodded lightly, still waiting with great interest.

He was not in a hurry, and Zi Ningjun was not in a hurry either, quietly guarding by his side.

The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!

Young Master Yu murmured in his heart, but he didn’t dare to criticize after all, so he could only watch with his head shrugged.

At this time, something happened to the precious concubine!

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