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Chapter five hundred and twentieth I hope you will never use it

"Is there a picture in the sword?"

The pictures in front of you flashed one by one, and then there was an endless sea of ​​corpses and blood. The figures holding blood-colored swords were causing endless killings.

Wherever he passed, there was no grass growing, and everyone, young and old, was killed by him under the sword.

After picking up this sword and being attacked by the murderous intent in the sword, it was completely reduced to a killing machine, leaving only endless murderous intent in my heart.

Wherever his eyes reach, he was the target of his killing. The real sword light flowed thousands of miles away from blood, and no one was inhabited.

The aura on the sword became more and more terrifying as the continuous killing was continued. Just the exposed aura made the two people who saw him tremble in battle.

The power of the sword-holder also becomes stronger and stronger with the continuous killing. The man and the sword have been completely united, and the aura is completely integrated.

This swordsman, who was once the most dazzling swordsman in that era and was praised by countless people, has now become the person with the most severe killing.

At the same time, the increasingly stronger aura gradually began to attract the revived old monsters. They were cruel and bloodthirsty, and they liked to hunt down geniuses and masters of this era.

In a bloody battle, the person holding the sword was almost broken, but he still tenaciously cut one opponent after another under the sword, as if he was tireless.

Killing and blood not only made him grow stronger, but also nourished the body of the sword holder, allowing him to quickly recover from his serious injury and death.

Even with severe injuries again and again, the strength and skills have been rapidly improving in the constant challenges, becoming a headache for even those old monsters who have recovered.

This is the struggle of an era and the most brilliant bloom, causing great trauma to the old monsters who woke up from their sleep.

The last masters of these eras cast this sword, knowing that they will die, and this is an absolutely bloodthirsty sword.

They knew the terribleness of this sword, and even more so what it meant, but they had no choice.

They knew better that those of them with great strength were candlelights in the dark, which would attract crazy beasts.

Even if they try hard to hide, they can't hide it at all. Every breakthrough after the spiritual energy has increased sharply is something they can't hide even if they want to.

After successfully forging the sword, they wanted the sword holder to show their breath to the fullest and attract the old monsters.

Use their carefully forged sharp blades to kill the old monsters that are in trouble. If you can kill one, they will be considered a profit.

They knew better that even with the blessing of this sword, it would be like a moth to the fire. In the end, they would be torn to pieces by the old monsters.

But they still have to do it, they have to roar their own. Let those people know that they should not be bullied, nor should they be humiliated!

Therefore, whether it is a sword-casting person, a sword-sacrificing person, or a sword-holding person, they are just seeking death.

Even though they knew they would die, they would die and bite a piece of meat before they died.

"What a shocking battle!"

In the final battle, the sky was completely torn apart. The dark sky was lightning and thunder, and the radius of thousands of miles became fragmented.

Three figures were anxious in the night sky, and endless power was released along their respective weapons.

The terrifying power enveloped everything and cleansed everything. Like the flood of the doomsday, it drowned everything that could be submerged. Wherever it passed, it was completely in a mess!

Even if you only see the photos of this battle, even if only a few pictures flash by, it still makes your scalp numb.

When Chen Yu looked at the leopard through the crowd, he knew very well that he might be quite different from these people.

One day, he will have to face these people. I don’t know if he has enough self-protection and how many people he can protect at that time.

In the end, the three of them did not know life or death, and the sword blade fell into the river and was inserted into the rocks at the bottom of the river.

The sound of swords was like a sarcastic sound, and it was obviously also traumatized.

At the end of the picture, the sudden increase in spiritual energy seemed to have ended. An old man, who was old, tremblingly entered the river and picked up the sword and sealed it here.

That old man is so similar to that swordsman who is erect and erect in a heroic manner.

However, at this time, his eyes were clear and he was no longer as bloodthirsty and violent as before, and his skills were almost zero. Obviously, this strength had long disappeared.

It is also possible that the previous battle would have ruined his skills, but at this time his spiritual power was unexpectedly powerful.

Jinwu's strength not only did not make him fall into depression, but seemed to make him see everything clearly, making his spiritual power strong enough to resist the temptation of this sword.

The same powerful spiritual power was also his supreme weapon to set up seals to resist sword energy.

After sealing the sword here, the old man stood in front of the sword and muttered to himself, as if he was whispering something.

"So this is the surge in spiritual energy. Hahaha, if I were asked to choose, I would not want to survive. If a real man dies, he will die!"

Looking at the sword that was sealed here by him, the old man stopped for a long time.

"Even if this sword is sealed here, it will eventually break out one day. Let me do the last thing and win a glimmer of hope for those who come later!"

"I don't know if the latecomers can resist it. This sword will inevitably cause a bloody storm when it is born. I hope you will never use this sword!"

With a gentle smile, the old man approached the blood-colored sword step by step, and then completely let go of his mental defense and was completely swallowed by the sword energy blooming from the sword body.

In the dark, Chen Yu seemed to see a ray of spiritual power attached to the sword body, which made the bloodthirsty sword more human.

The sword body trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword echoed in the palace, as if bidding farewell to its first master.

Since then, the image on the sword disappeared completely, and the scene where Chen Yu was desperately resisting was restored.

"A glimmer of hope. It turns out that this is the fundamental reason why Mu Zishan was able to break free from it back then!"

At this moment, Chen Yu was constantly fighting with the blood-colored sword, and he was still trying hard to persevere.

When Mu Zishan drew his sword, his strength and spiritual strength were far from comparable to Chen Yu.

At that time, the ceiling of strength was not even the Transcendent Realm, let alone the True Soul Realm. Muzishan was very strong back then, but he never surpassed his limits.

When you reach the True Soul Realm, your spiritual power has transformed, let alone the peak of Chen Yu, the True Soul Realm.

Therefore, Mu Zishan did not immediately resist the invasion of the sword intent and fell into depravity, but Chen Yu gritted his teeth and persevered.

Coupled with his righteousness and the various auxiliary abilities he received before signing in, this allows him to survive until now.

Chen Yu himself knew very well that if he continued to be so anxious, his situation would not be too wonderful.

But at this moment, while the spiritual powers of the two sides were constantly fighting and burning, Chen Yu suddenly felt a huge spiritual power suddenly appearing on the sword body, which made him a little clear.

This is the spiritual power left by that person at the end. It turns out that what he just now was not an illusion.
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