Chapter 442: What Does It Feel Like to Have a Big Boss in Your Hands?

If someone were to ask Lord Throwing Thunder at this time: What does it feel like to hold a big gun?

True Lord Throwing Thunder would definitely be speechless. In fact, he once thought about asking Wang Ling to borrow Jingke to carry out the mission. However, after passing the battle in the Immortal Mansion last time, True Lord Throwing Thunder gave up completely. .

The outcome of that battle ended with Jing Ke's unilateral crushing as victory... Therefore, this is a real "big boss sword".

At this moment, Lord Throwing Thunder was holding Jingke in his hand, and his heart was trembling: "Brother Ling... is this really good?"

Wang Ling retreated behind him, patted his shoulder lightly without saying anything, and then returned directly to the ground, leaving the battle in the void to the two people, True Lord Throwing Thunder and the Evil Sword God.

Why didn't he take action?

the reason is simple……

Because True Lord Throwing Thunder encountered the Evil Sword God, this was a catastrophe that was destined for him, and to survive this calamity, only True Lord Throwing Thunder could deal with it with his own hands.

"Brother Ling, I think we should resolve the battle in a more peaceful way? For example, sit down, have a cup of tea... and have a chat?" Grenade-Throwing Lord held Jingke in his hands, with a slight expression on his face. He seems a little helpless... He always feels that his style of painting has changed drastically these days!

To be honest, from the moment he held Jingke in his hands, Lord Throwing Lei already knew the outcome of this battle.

At this time, under the influence of the true fairy's spiritual power, the Evil Sword God's injuries had mostly recovered, but the blood stains remaining on the corners of his mouth had not dried up.

It can only be said that this is a real immortal. Even in the inherent spiritual realm of others, there is still a vast sea of ​​spiritual energy in his body.

Wooden sword?

No...there must be some fraud in this!

Looking at the sword in the hand of Lord Throwing Thunder, the corners of Evil Sword God's mouth twitched immediately: "Where did your friend's sword come from?"

After those two slaps, the Evil Sword God thought that he had already estimated the strength of the young man. Before, he watched the young man pull out the wooden sword from the crack in space. He knew without thinking that this was definitely not the case. Ordinary stuff.

As for Jingke's origin, as one of Wang Ling's best friends, Lord Throwing Lei also knew about it...

The young man in white shirt thought for a while and replied: "Well... this is a children's mahogany sword for teaching. It is sold in the flower and bird market, and it costs nine or nine times a piece."

"Miscellaneous Cultivator! Are you looking down on me?" The Evil Sword God held Kongkudu in his hand, and the evil purple sword energy lingered on the sword body.

He pointed his sword forward: "Do you know? Why am I dubbed the Ten Meter Sword God?"

Lord Throwing Thunder: "???"

Wang Ling sat down cross-legged on the ground in a calm and calm manner, with his arms folded and his face full of indifference. He was aware of all the disturbances in the inherent spiritual realm, and he knew what was happening without raising his eyes.

He probably knew what the Evil Sword God wanted to express. Although he had mastered the "Great Sword Art" and learned to use the power of the sword... everyone's perception of the sword was different.

The ten-meter sword god?

Could it be that this evil sword god has mastered the unique skill of swordsmanship that kills within ten meters?

Wang Ling was thinking with his chin up, when he saw the Evil Sword God laughing wildly: "The True Immortal Realm can shape the inherent spiritual realm, but my inherent spiritual realm is different from other True Immortals. As long as it is within ten meters, They are all inherent spiritual realms constructed by me with the power of the sword. In other words...as long as I activate the power of the sword to the maximum, I will consider myself invincible in all close combats within ten meters!"

Wang Ling: "..."

Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."

This explanation caused a silence in the room.

Both Wang Ling and Lord Throwing Thunder twitched the corners of their mouths, feeling like they were unable to complain.

It turns out... is this how the title of the Ten Meter Sword God came about? What kind of deceptive sword power is this!

Even if you are invincible in close combat ten meters away, can you win as long as you do it remotely?

"..." Lord Throwing Thunder couldn't help wiping his sweat. This Evil Sword God is indeed not a normal person...

On the other side, the Evil Sword God was very confident that he was invincible in close combat within ten meters. He pointed the edge of his sword at True Lord Throwing Thunder: "Don't even think about relying on long-range attacks to escape. I have been practicing teleportation for many years. Once With the power of the sword activated, no one can escape from my grasp!"

The Evil Sword God said in a deep voice: "Today, whether it is you or your friend, I will kill you! Then extract your souls. We will torture you in the most cruel way!"

He guessed in his heart that the young man in white shirt who was killed by him before might have some resurrection magic weapon that can be used to save his life... Such magic weapons are not unheard of in the world of cultivation, but they are almost all priceless treasures. The young man before has already It was consumed once, so the Evil Sword God is now very confident... As long as the young man in white shirt dies again like before, there is absolutely no possibility of resurrection.

How could there be a magic weapon capable of infinite resurrection in this world? And this person is not a demi-human! Infinite resurrection or something...should not exist!

"Miscellaneous Cultivator Die!" The Evil Sword God took action, and the purple sword energy lingering on the Sky-Breaking Sword formed a pillar of energy that penetrated the whole body!

There was a skull-shaped shadow condensed behind him, which was dozens of feet tall and covered in armor. It was the sword spirit of the Potian Sword, Potian!

This armor was made from the power of the sword, and Wang Ling could see through it at a glance.

The sword spirit has come out, plus the armor on this skeleton that is embodied by the power of the sword combined with the energy of the true fairy spirit... The evil sword god has exerted his sword power to the maximum, and it is completely unreserved. .

However, Wang Ling's expression did not change. From the moment he summoned Jing Ke and threw him to Master Diulei, the game was over.

"Die!" The Evil Sword God gritted his teeth, and the power of the sword surged all over his body. There were space cracks in the void, and the space could not bear the powerful pressure of the 100% sword power of the Evil Sword God.

Oh my God! What should I do?

Master Diulei had never seen such a posture. Fighting against a True Immortal in full force was simply impossible for him at his current level.

"This is my strongest power, die!" The Evil Sword God shouted.

He held the Sky-breaking Sword in his hand, and the Sky-breaking Sword Spirit behind him also stretched his hand to the sky at the same time. The huge sword light lingered on the dry bones of the skeleton sword spirit, and the evil purple sword light turned into a light cannon, bombarding Master Diulei.

"Destroy the death light!"

In an instant, the surging wind, the cracked space, and the light cannon were all broken. It was an unstoppable posture.

Although he knew that he might not die because he had the Soul-Calming Ring protecting him, if a light cannon of this magnitude hit him, Master Diulei felt that there would not even be blood mist left...

After this cannon, there might not even be any residue left...

But in the next moment, Master Diulei found that his body actually moved on its own...

"Master Jing Ke?"

He was shocked that the big boss in his hand actually moved with him... and rushed towards this destructive death light!