Chapter 1571 Sword Scripture

Chapter 1574 Sword Scripture

"It's bad!"

When the dozen people appeared, Gu An and others' faces changed drastically, and the Jindan who were watching the battlefield couldn't help but gasp.

These people who appeared were not ordinary, and almost everyone knew them.

Before some sect disciples were about to go out, the sect elders would even find portraits and information related to them and remind them to run away immediately without hesitation when encountering such people.

These were all disciples of the demon sect, and their methods were fierce and extremely vicious. I don't know how many cultivators died in their hands. Each of them could be said to have a lot of blood debts. Many of their evil names even spread to other states, and the righteous sects in all nine states offered a bounty on their heads.

"That's Baili Yu from Shangyin Palace. Damn it, I didn't see him when I was outside before." Someone couldn't help but exclaimed. Baili Yu, a demon cultivator from Qianzhou, had committed a major crime and massacred a town of hundreds of thousands of people.

"And isn't that Lü Zhi from Blood Mountain? That man once massacred a medium-sized sect in Lizhou, killing everyone from Jindan to ordinary people. He drained all the blood, leaving more than 10,000 mummies hanging on the thousand-year-old spiritual tree of that sect. Because the disciples of that sect have not appeared, some people went up the mountain to see and were scared crazy."

"That's Tang Du, the demon cultivator of Wuming Mountain. I heard that he is extremely cruel and likes to eat human hearts. He eats ten a day and only chooses young people between 20 and 25."

"Wen Xue, the demon cultivator of the Blood Blade Sect, who continuously made a lot of blood in order to sharpen the blood blade. Ten years after the case, the number of mortal cultivators killed became a mountain. He once broke into the mortal dynasty and almost slaughtered the entire imperial capital. In the end, he disappeared under the pursuit of several Yang Gods. I thought he was dead, but he is still alive and has reached the peak of Yin God cultivation? "

"Oh my God, what happened? Why are all these famous demons gathered here?"

Many Jindan had their hair standing on end and their faces turned pale. After all, these demon cultivators who appeared were too famous. They committed countless blood debts in Jiuzhou. Not to mention the mortals who died in their hands, there were not a few foundation building and Jindan cultivators.

Not only that, their personalities were almost all extremely perverse and extremely cruel.

Killing was just the simplest means. In fact, almost all the people killed by them were extremely tragic, as if they were tortured.

It can be said that if there is a choice, it is better to commit suicide than to fall into their hands.

The appearance of one alone is enough to make people afraid. Now that they appear together, everyone present has to think more. Could it be that this group of demon cultivators have joined forces? Want to start a tragedy in this secret realm?

"That person is dead!" Some Jindan couldn't help but take a breath and sighed.

"Unlucky, I don't know which sect's genius is, but he was targeted by such a group of demons in this situation." Someone shook his head. Although the genius is brilliant, it often extinguishes very suddenly, just like now.

"It's easy to die, but being targeted by this group of demons is probably not as simple as dying." Some people looked tense, and they had already thought of the tragic ending.

At this moment, Gu An and others were also pale. They were relieved to see Li Su's momentum recover, but when more than ten figures appeared, their mood was suddenly messed up.

These people are all famous demons in the cultivation world, and their strength is amazing.

Li Su's strength is unquestionable, very tyrannical. If he faces one or two, it's nothing, even three or five, he is not afraid, they can go up to help, even if they can't beat them, they can delay one or two.

But more than ten people appeared at once, and it was after he had experienced a bloody battle? Anyone who has seen the previous battle knows that although Li Su seems to have recovered, his condition is actually quite bad and he has been severely injured.

Maybe he still has the strength to fight, but he definitely can't bear the current situation.

Gu An couldn't help but tremble in his heart, thinking that things were very abnormal, "Damn, how could this group of demons act together?"

Demon monks may kill each other even if they are from the same sect, let alone more than a dozen evil people from different sects? They have no basis for mutual trust at all, unless there is some huge interest.

What to do?

For a while, Gu An and his friends were confused and confused.

Go up to help? With their strength, it is still difficult to deal with a demon, and once they are besieged, it will only be extremely dangerous.

Life and death, they don't care.

But the problem is that if they really rush up, it is more likely to implicate Li Su, making it impossible for him to break through with all his strength, and he may be trapped and die on the spot because of them.

What to do?

For a while, the three people were extremely anxious.

Go ask for help?

Whether they would agree or not was a question, but by the time they called the people up, the battle over there might have been over.

This secret realm was very large, and the Jindans watching the battle all retreated far away. In fact, after the more than ten people showed up, whether they were sect Jindans or independent cultivators, they all retreated directly, fearing that those demons would target them.

In this case, unless there were top geniuses from a large sect taking the lead, or these demons killing people in order to protect themselves, otherwise, the people around would be a mess.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield.

Hearing Li Su's words, the response was a sneer.

"Ha!"

A figure jumped out and then rushed directly towards Li Su. The man's skull was bulging like a tumor, his eyes flashed with black and purple flames, his body was huge, and his palms were like a pair of cattail leaves.

This is a demon cultivator from the Hell King Palace. He practices the magic power of the Hell King Palace, the Great Demon Palm!

This method is extremely amazing and is a top-level magic skill. It is said that after mastering it, one can shatter the sky with one palm, grab the sun and the moon, and pick the stars.

This magic power has been cultivated to an extremely high level by him. The two palm-leaf fan-like hands are densely covered with scriptures, and regular patterns are intertwined in them. He raised his palm and slapped it, blasting towards the suppressed Li Su's head.

In his palm, there was a huge phenomenon, as if mountains and rivers were sinking and the sky was overturned.

A simple slap contained great power. Li Su was enveloped for dozens of miles. Before the palm power fell, the ground had already cracked.

As he made his move, someone among the dozen people immediately shouted, "Damn it, don't destroy his body!"

It was the one who wanted to train Li Su's corpse into a blood slave. This was a rare corpse with strength, capable of fighting a pseudo-true dragon head-on. Since the ancient witch-lich war, the witch clan has completely disappeared. Such a body has never been seen except in the sect and the possession of the supreme elder.

The devil of the Hell King Hall heard the sound, and his hand did not retract, but became a little heavier, smashing Li Su to pieces with one palm.

"This bastard, he really destroyed the body, I'm not done with you." Seeing this scene, the person who shouted became more dissatisfied, and his eyes were gloomy.

However, he stood there like a nail, and had no intention of taking action.

In fact, the other devils just watched, without stopping or saying anything. Li Su's situation was very bad, they were very sure of this, but they had to see how bad it was.

If he could be killed with one palm, that would be the best.

After all, he fought with the Emerald Dragon, and these demons were still a little afraid.

Facing the shocking palm of the demon cultivator from the Hell King Palace, Li Su's face remained unchanged. He was still extremely cold and fierce, and his pupils were full of murderous intent.

He raised his left hand, and the texture of his flesh glowed. The body of heaven and earth was activated by him. Not only that, among the dense textures, there were some small numbers, not very conspicuous, but full of sacred textures.

That was the Nine Tribulations Sutra. Although he had only practiced it three times, it already had magical powers and could increase his combat power by 30%.

With a rumble, his palms faced each other.

It was quite an amazing force, the mana was extremely heavy, and there was a force in it that was constantly exploding, extremely vicious. Li Su's palm trembled, and it was painful, and his skin cracked slightly. His body trembled slightly, and he retreated half a step. The texture on his body glowed and shone extremely, suppressing the strange dark force, so that it could not be transmitted along his arm to his body, but when the texture reached the left half of his body, there was a little disorder. It had been completely cut off by the Emerald True Dragon. Even through the repair of the Blood Sutra and the Kill Me Jue, it still could not be restored, leaving a scar.

Li Su coughed lightly, with a hint of scarlet.

Obviously, this palm caused his injury.

On the contrary, the demon cultivator of the Prison King Hall had a frozen expression, and his ferocious sneer was frozen.

The Great Demon God Palm is one of the three unique skills of the Prison King Hall. It was created by watching the giant demon god in the outside world holding up the sky with a palm, breaking the sky and shattering the stars. The essence is incomparable and the destructive power is extreme.

However, when his hand hit Li Su's palm, a piece of heaven and earth really crashed towards him.

Originally, he still sneered. Breaking the heaven and earth was the unique skill of his Great Demon Palm. Since practicing it, he didn't know how many mountains and rivers he had destroyed, which corresponded to the devastating blow in his mind.

He thought he could easily break it and directly injure the opponent, causing another serious injury.

As a result, although the piece of heaven and earth was slightly cracked, it did not sink. Instead, it stared at his Great Demon Palm and crashed into it.

In an instant, a sharp pain came, and the feeling was like glass hitting a solid iron ball. His hand bones broke on the spot, the nails of his five fingers burst and flew away, the flesh on the palm and back of his palm broke, and blood splashed.

He groaned and flew backwards at a faster speed than before. The whole person was shaken into the sky by Li Su's palm.

With a wow, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his chest seemed to be hit by a mountain, and his internal organs were almost broken.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the field stagnated, and the faces of more than ten people changed instantly. They undoubtedly confirmed that Li Su was indeed injured, and it was still seriously injured, but the strength shown by the other party was also a little too unexpected.

The guy from the Prison King Palace, although ranked lower in their group, was undoubtedly in the same line of people. Even if they took action, it would be difficult to hit him like this with one blow.

Moreover, they saw that there was no fluctuation of mana in Li Su's body in the previous attack. It was purely the explosion of flesh and blood, the power of the body!

Even if they said that they had seen him fighting with the Emerald Real Dragon in close combat before, in the eyes of these people, he should have used some kind of magic and magical power. They never thought that the person in front of them was really fighting with the real dragon with his body. After all, only the perverts of the witch clan in ancient times dared to fight the dragon naked.

Therefore, they suppressed him with instruments and blocked the mana. In their opinion, Li Su had become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Attack together!"

Some people's faces changed. If his body was really comparable to a real dragon, this would not be a feast, but an extremely difficult bloody battle.

Instantly, someone held a white bone banner, and under the infusion of great magic power, the ancient banner fluttered, and the soul-splitting and heart-tearing demonic sound rang out, heading directly for the soul in Li Su's head sea of ​​consciousness. That was a person from Wuming Mountain. Although his physical damage was not high, he was extremely good at targeting souls, especially the white bone banner in his hand. He shook the soul of a Yin Shen cultivator out of his body and pulled it into the white bone banner with only three shakes.

He also passed by a city. After leaving, the city was not damaged at all, and the people in the city did not show any abnormality, but hundreds of thousands of souls were dragged away by him.

There was a blood-colored knife light breaking through the air. The knife seemed to have a soul, with a fiery demonic sound, disturbing people's souls. This was a magic weapon, which was refined with the blood of 100,000 living beings. The residual souls were absorbed by this knife and sealed in the knife. Once the knife was out, it would fall into the purgatory devil cave and be entangled with the hatred of 100,000 Yin souls. If you are not careful, your body and mind will be controlled by this knife, and you will go under the knife and become its next dead soul.

That was the magic cultivator of the Blood Blade Sect. He also made a move. In a flash, he was close to Li Su, and the blood knife went straight to Li Su's neck.

Once cut, not only would the neck be cut off, but the soul would also be directly absorbed by the blood knife.

A figure approached silently, behind Li Su. His body movements were very strange, as if he was in another layer of space, not in the current world. That was the top secret skill of Yeshan, the native magic sect of Lizhou, the Road to the Underworld!

Someone spit out a green flame. This fire was extremely strange. It was not hot, but extremely cold. Wherever it passed, it withered. Everything withered and died. Netherworld magic cultivator, Netherworld fire!

Someone was like a ghost, with a monstrous yin energy, half of the texture bloomed, the light of rules gathered, and an extremely cold burst out with him. This cold air was very strange. The real object did not feel cold, but the perception seemed to be frozen. Yinshan, Taiyin Gong.

More than ten people did not hold back. Their Yin God cultivation was fully opened. Half of the patterns intertwined their bodies, emitting amazing light.

They were all three major principles, all of them were Yin Gods, and several of them were close to transformation, not far from Yang Gods. In addition, they were magic cultivators, and their magic skills were very extreme. The damage was more severe than ordinary skills. It can be said that these people were almost as powerful as Yang Gods. Perhaps one person alone could not match the Emerald Dragon, but with so many people working together, even if the Emerald Dragon came back to life, it would die again.

"Die!"

As magic cultivators, realizing that Li Su was a threat, this group of people acted very cruelly. Even the person who wanted his body before and shouted several times became extremely cold at this moment. He did not have any nostalgia for Li Su's body. There was only one thought in his mind, that is, to kill the person in front of him.

Facing dozens of peak Yin Gods, strangling them with all their might, even though Li Su was under increased pressure, his body was already injured, and the texture of his flesh fluctuated again. Before he could make a move, blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth, and the repaired part was cracked again, a blood mark from his shoulder to his waist, blood splattered.

So many half-way textures, the light of rules, affected his injuries.

At this critical moment, when more than a dozen people were about to succeed, suppress, and kill Li Su, a sword appeared!

At some point, a rainbow-like bamboo stick appeared in Li Su's hand. He slowly raised it and used the stick as a sword. In an instant, a ball of sword light exploded.

Clang~!

The sky and the earth turned white, and a round of sword light soared into the sky, beautiful beyond words.

It was the Sword Sutra, one of the three half-way textures mastered by Li Su, and he used it.

At this moment, not only the faces of the dozen or so demon cultivators in the sword light turned pale, but also the faces of the Jindan who were watching the battle hundreds of miles away turned pale.

Li Su, as the owner of the Qingping Sword, the master of Jiejiao, and the existence of the four swords of Zhuxian in the Shangqing Sutra, even if he did not have any skills to assist, his understanding of the sword was enough to kill the Jindan.

Now he has the sword sutra, and the Jiujie Sutra is added to increase the power.

Undoubtedly, this sword is no longer in the realm of Yin Shen. Even if Yang Shen came, facing his terrifying sword, he might die on the spot and be chopped into ashes by his sword.

Clang, the white bone banner broke, and the person holding the banner was also chopped into three sections.

Chi, the flame was split, including the person.

Swish, the Yin Qi was pierced out alive, and the person inside was directly crushed.

Ding, the blood knife broke, and the head of the person holding the knife was also chopped off.

The one who wanted to use his body to refine a blood slave, Li Su stirred it and it exploded into a blood mist.

One sword, one sword, one sword.

In the blink of an eye, Li Su had thirteen swords. When he was about to strike the fourteenth sword, his body trembled, and the sword light only cut half of it. Then he couldn't help coughing out a large mouthful of blood. The wound that was already cracked suddenly burst open, and a large amount of blood spurted out. His face was extremely pale.

The hand holding the sword fell down, and he began to cough, and a large amount of blood spurted out every time.

However, compared to Li Su, his surroundings were very tragic.

One, one, and another corpse fell to the ground, some of the heads were cut off, some were broken into several sections, some were stabbed into a hornet's nest, and some were directly half of the body could not be found.

Thirteen famous demons with blood debts who had lived for thousands of years fell around him and died cleanly.

The two who luckily survived were: one was a demon cultivator from the Hell King's Palace who was sent flying into the sky by his palm strike, and the other was a demon cultivator who failed to complete the fourteenth sword and only broke the opponent's magic, without having time to kill the person as well.

At this moment, the two of them were terrified and fell to the ground. They looked at Li Su, who was holding a sword and coughing up blood, as if they had seen a devil. There was no more cruelty on their faces, only boundless fear and panic.

With a scream, the two of them ignored the corpses around them, and did not look at the dragon blood medicine that could be called a miracle medicine. They fled, even using the life-saving method that was extremely costly, and disappeared in an instant.

The wind blew slowly.

At this time, there was no other sound on the entire battlefield except Li Su's panting.

Not to mention the sect disciples and the scattered cultivators, even Gu An and the others could not help but stare at their eyes wide and could not speak for a long time.