Immortal Devil Transformation

This sword is smaller than any sword in the world.

It's like a leaf.

However, by the time he smelled the sword stab out of the sky moon, his body had stopped flying backwards, his feet suspended from the ground and he had to fly forward.

The power of this sword is so great that he can't even control it and lift him up.

The wind formed its essence, like a hundred-metre knife, blowing away all the snowflakes outside him.

The sword, like bringing down all the winds of the Nine Heavens, then the power of the sword, tore them apart with the snowflakes.

A tiny sword, in the broken wind and snow crystals, stabbed Zhou Shusuke.

Still the tip of the sword versus the tip of the sword.

At the intersection of the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword, a circle of shock waves formed by pounding energy began to emerge.

Zhou Shusuke's feet also left the ground, as there was a layer of diamond-like ice crystal forming on the ground that lifted him up.

Behind him is a long ice blanket that spreads out in the alley and even climbs onto the houses behind him, making them snow white, like ice peaks at sea.

Behind him, it was like a sea of ice.

His people, they're integrated with this ice sea.

Li Biao's sword, stuck in the air, could not shatter his sword, could not shake the sea behind him.

Smell the frowns of the moon wrinkle.

His face was no longer slightly fanatical.

Because he likes to kill powerful, threatening opponents, but he doesn't want to see that there's another opponent in the world that's stronger than him.

“The legendary descendants of the Ice Titans are indeed of the same kind as the elder grandchildren and the Shen Tulu family. ”

“Even with this sword, you can still stop it… so you are stronger than me in terms of cultivation and even physical strength. ”

He frowned and looked at Zhou Xiaozuo standing on the ice sea, indifferently: “So I have to kill you even more. ”

“It's a pity you're older than me and I'm more angry than you. You don't have as much blood as I do. ”

At the moment of his apathetic exit, his right hand with a sword, the armor on his entire arm was shattered, his iron cast arm was torn flesh and skin was ripped apart and a cloud of blood mist blossomed because it could not withstand a spiritual burst beyond its limits.

Sword forward.

The whole ice and snow sword cracked open.

Zhou Shusuke also had numerous delicate wounds on his palms and wrists, and blood sprayed out sharply.

A layer of cold ice sealed all the wounds, but the next moment, the ice shell broke under the shock of energy.

Blood once again erupted from the countless wounds on his finger and wrist with a burst of soul power.

There were countless cracks in the ice sea behind him.

A house covered in ice began to collapse as cracks appeared.

This ice sea seems to vanish at any moment.

However, Zhou Shufu's face remained calm.

He still did not take a step back and stood calmly on the shattered sea of ice.

Smell the moon looking up at the sky.

In the sky, there is a slight yellow light that shines in the morning clouds.

Smell what the moon perceives.

He wanted to put away the strongest sword in his hand and retreat.

Yet while Zhou Shufu was here, his hands stabbed at the smell of the moon with an unprecedented breath.

In his hand, he also has the handle of a great sword of ice and snow.

The sword body of the small sword is not in the handle of the sword.

The sword was stabbed into the palm of Zhou Shusuke's hand. However, the blade handle of this clear ice and snow sword locked the sword firmly, preventing the sword from moving forward or falling back.

Smell the face of the moon, instantly filled with extreme chills.

At the same time, a round of sunshine lit up in the sky.

Strong energy fluctuations and dazzling luminosity condense into nine giant golden phoenixes.

On the crane of Shenmu Fei Wei spit out a breath of blood.

In his hand, he held a giant bow between gold and white, which occupied most of the cranes.

An arrow engraved with phoenix flying symbols fell to the sniffer moon.

Smell the moon resolutely let go. At the moment of letting go, the sword's sword backfired, rushing on his right shoulder of concentration.

He paused on his right shoulder with an extra penetrating blood hole that had been covered to completely destroy the armor into pieces.

This force instantly pushed him backwards and backwards.

A brilliant golden arrow falls on a small sword embedded in cold ice.

This thick golden arrow on the thumb, all the power, gathers just a little bit the size of half a grain of rice on the tip of the arrow.

A tiny stream of invisible air dissipates at this point at a moment's stroke on the sword.

This powerful, anti-heavenly and inflexible sword suddenly bursts into silent pieces like a piece of paper torn apart.

Smell the sky and moon overhead, he no longer looks at the natural divine wood flying crane, his eyes are even more apathetic.

At a moment when this little sword was completely crumbled and turned into countless pieces, the seven week flying sword in his sleeve flew out again.

At the end of this seven-week flying sword, there is a black red phase, like a lava chain.

This sword, again straight to Zhou Shusuke!

……

This sword of Li Biao, one of the most powerful god soldiers in the world, was smashed by a single blow at this moment. Whether the smeller of the moon owns this god soldier or the sight of such an extinct god soldier directly damaged Zhou Shufu in the world, his eyes were very calm.

Zhou Shusuke's left hand slightly bounced.

A lily-like ice flower was born in the space between him and the Seven Years Demon Sword.

In a very short period of time not perceived by the ordinary practitioner, all the blooming ice flowers in front of him broke, and the fragments of the broken sword's bone sherry impacted him, leaving him with a lot of blood.

The power of the Seven Years Demon Sword was exhausted by the time the last ice flower broke, and the chain attached to the rear, even under extreme cold, had hidden a slight crack.

However, watching those bone sherry fragments penetrate the circumferential auxiliary body is enough to smell the human moon.

“Is it worth it? ”

He looked at Zhou Shusuke indifferently and said slightly: “Just to destroy a sword like this in my hand, I will spare no effort to hurt an already injured wind pedestrian, and I will spare no effort to hurt myself to the point where even if I do not die, I will not go back to fixing it in the future? ”

Zhou Shusuke has more blood on his body.

He was wearing a silver shirt like a lot of peach blossoms.

Smell some of the power of the moon, and the power of the bone sherry sword, piercing through his body, so his condition is much worse than it looks.

However, Zhou Shusuke still smiled calmly when he heard the words of the moon.

“I didn't want to do it, and even if I can't do it anymore, there's nothing to be sorry about.” He smiled, emotional: “I have seen the most reckless sword... Next, you and I will see, Yun Qin's strongest sword, the most powerful sword in the world. This sword will make you understand that it is worth it. ”

Smell the pupils of the moon shrink and look up into the long alley behind Zhou Shusuke. At the same time, his body retreated faster than before.

Where he looked, there was a broken wall covered in ice and snow.

He Baihao walked out on the side of the broken wall, his face was white, he had little strength, he put his last strength into the wall somewhere, and then his body leaned against the broken wall and looked at the smell of the moon.

Ice and snow cracked on the ground.

Ordinary wooden yard doors squeak.

A crackle on the tile... a crackle on some broken trees on both sides...

A crisp sword power dissipated from the sword marks displayed above, gathering the energy between heaven and earth, forming a powerful and extremely slim sword, like a smoke cooking cigarette ignited in the early morning city of Yunqin, chopped to smell the human moon.

The Seven Weeks Devil's Sword flies outside the body of a man who smells the moon.

A faint sword light cuts into a crack in the chain to which the Seven Weeks Demon Sword is attached.

This is extremely tough and the chain that ignites the fire breaks several times.

Smell the body retreating from the moon again a few points faster.

A wound suddenly appeared on his right leg and blood bled out.

He didn't stop, he was moving as fast as a flash.

Appearing in front of the collapsed house, the next moment, it had reached the opening of a fence, and the next moment, it had reached a card shop that had been shaken down by the smell of his previous body.

But every step he takes falls, the armor falls off a few pieces, and there is an additional sword wound on his body.

It was only a few short breaths away from this swordy alley, but his armor broke and the cape turned into a rag.

More than a dozen sword wounds on his body looked thin, long, and not deep in flesh, and blood didn't seem to flow much, but blood was always bright, and the clearer it was. It gives the impression that there are more than a dozen red lines engraved.

His face was snow-white.

unprecedented snow-white.

His eyes were filled with an unprecedented cold, looking at Ho Bai Hao.

“Don't ask me if I'm worth it. ”

Looking at the look of the human moon, He Baihao coughed gently, laughed, laughing louder than the first time he heard the human moon come in, "Yun Qin's history will remember my sword, the world will remember my sword. The world will remember, because of us, you cannot overcome this mausoleum, and the world will remember, because of us, you cannot advance to the Great Sage in another hundred years. ”

“What could be happier than completely shattering the desire of a man full of desire? ”

He Bai Hao sat down tired and his eyes began to dim, but he looked at the smell of the moon and said, “Does it feel good to be knocked down at once? ”

“Victory and defeat are common to soldiers...” The smell of the moon slightly squinted his eyes, but his face was calm.

“Don't talk this nonsense, no one will give you a chance to turn it over.” He Baihe interrupted directly the words of the smell of the moon.

Smell the moon silent.

Quietly fleeing the city.