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Chapter 542
The burning blood in Xu Ming's body once again surged out uncontrollably, and even the wisp of evil energy from the Valley of God Destruction in his eyebrows took advantage of this opportunity to echo with the burning blood in his body.

The red vortex visible to the naked eye actually shot straight into the sky for a moment, and for a moment it was the Dao Xin projection of the same Feng Chujiu.

Feng Chujiu didn't care about this, because his deep understanding of the origin of space also fully reflected the pride in his bones.

I saw Feng Chujiu unhurriedly wiped both hands, and a translucent space blade appeared from it.

This spatial sharp blade is exactly the same as the Crescent Moon Knife that he used before, but Su Yege who was at the side had a look of surprise on his face when he saw this scene.

Space blade! !
This is a trick that can only be used when one has a deep understanding of the origin of space.

This seemingly translucent scimitar is comparable to any magical weapon in the world.

Su Yege had only mentioned this space blade to the star master at the beginning, but he had never seen anyone in the star field city who could use it.

According to what the star master said, the perception of Tao and the requirements for mental strength to use this space sharp blade are all harsh.

If one of the two is missing, neither can be displayed.

And this Feng Chujiu showed it so lightly, which made Su Yege somewhat afraid.

In the fight against Feng Chujiu, he also failed to use some trump cards, but compared with this space blade, he undoubtedly paled in comparison.

With the appearance of this space blade, extremely obvious and tiny space cracks appeared in the surrounding area.

The buzzing sound penetrated into everyone's ears, but in Su Yege's opinion, Feng Chujiu's use of the space blade was not so easy.

The slight paleness on his face, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead seemed to indicate that it was not easy to cast the sharp edge of space.

But with Feng Chujiu's cultivation, he could still handle it.

Seeing this, Su Yege couldn't help thinking.

"I want to take a closer look today. It is this space blade that is even better, and that weird flame that secretly wins."

Now Su Yege has turned into a spectator, all thanks to his eloquent mouth.

And Feng Chujiu adhered to the principle that he would rather kill the wrong than let him go, and he was merciless when he made a move.

However, at this moment, Xu Ming, whose eyes were gradually replaced by a terrifying color of blood, had no intention of retreating. Although he still maintained his clarity at this moment, he wanted to fight Feng Chujiu, a monk in the Dongxu stage first.

With a touch of the alloy sword containing the sharpness of gold in his hand, it appeared suddenly. At this moment, the dark alloy sword also echoed the murderous intent of its master, and made a loud blade sound.

The sound of the knife has not yet dissipated, and the space blade that contains the rich space original breath arrives in an instant.

Xu Ming felt a cold light flash in front of him, and the sharp aura was threatening to choke his throat.

buried! ! !

Quenching sword intent! !

Xu Ming's eyes flashed brightly, and the moves on his hands were really unambiguous.

The piercing light of the knife instantly turned into a deadly scythe, and involuntarily met the sharp blade in space.

Although Xu Ming's understanding of the Dao of Origin of Space is not as good as that of Feng Chujiu, what he understands is the Dao of Fusion that Immortal Emperor Fenghuo left on top of the twelve statues of gods and demons.

So for a while, Feng Chujiu's extremely pure spatial blade failed to take the lead.

But Feng Chujiu's face showed a triumphant look, and what happened next seemed to be as he expected.

I saw that although the sword light blocked the space blade, it was unable to defeat them all.

After fighting with it for a while, the light of the knife was exhausted.

Seeing this, Xu Ming's eyes also narrowed, but he had no time to escape and could only bite the bullet and collide with the space sharp blade with the alloy sword in his hand.

Domineering strength and sharp aura could not stop coming from Xu Ming's hands, but they were resolved by his powerful physical body and the Art of Alchemy in his body. .
But this was obviously not the most fatal moment. As the alloy sword in his hand trembled more and more violently, a feeling that something was wrong jumped into Xu Ming's heart.

But before he could find the source of the trouble, an extremely crisp sound entered Xu Ming's ears.

Immediately afterwards, the alloy sword in his hand was so light that it suddenly cracked in front of Xu Ming.

The gold-eating sand hidden in it also dissipated with the wind like sand grains. Xu Ming ignored the surprised figure in his heart and tried his best to dodge aside, but the spatial sharp blade still sliced ​​across his thin body involuntarily.

But fortunately, the fragmentation of the alloy sword caused the direction of the space blade to change uncontrollably.

I saw that Xu Ming's right shoulder was cut open by the spatial sharp blade with a deep bone-deep wound, and the instant blood flow in it was extremely frightening.

Come to think of it, even if he wears Yanhuang Armor, he will be useless against this space blade.

Seeing that the wound on Xu Ming's right shoulder was less than a palm's distance away from his neck, he would have been decapitated if it hadn't been blocked by the shattered alloy saber.

Seeing this, Feng Chujiu's brows were full of contempt.

"Your understanding of the way of the sword is indeed good, but your understanding of the origin of this space is a mess."

In Feng Chujiu's eyes, the avenue of origin of space is the supreme avenue above everything else.

It is the most powerful way that is closest to the void heavenly way, so in his eyes, the sword way that Xu Ming comprehended is nothing more than the heretical Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu.

But everything that happened in front of him was exactly as he wished.

"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

From Feng Chujiu's point of view, Xu Ming was so lucky to escape his fatal move, it was all because of the blocking of the dark black knife.

So the translucent blade that appeared in his hand at this moment seemed to be the death knell ringing in Xu Ming's ears.

Seeing this, Su Yege who was at the side spoke immediately.

"Brother Feng, if this person's life is taken, wouldn't the whereabouts of the Beacon Fire Temple be lost?"

"Hmph, I know you can't let go of this boy. He has a fair face with tender skin and tender flesh. Even if I kill him, I still have the ability to find the location of the Beacon Temple."

"Once there is no new owner for the Beacon Fire Temple, it will naturally show up, so I don't need this person's life at all."

A red and white color flashed across Su Yege's face when Feng Chujiu said it, especially the phrase "a fair face with fine skin and tender flesh" most touched the hidden woman in Su Yege's man's attire Heart.

At this moment, the alloy sword in Xu Ming's hand was completely shattered, and the ordinary metal alloys inside it were the source of all the brittleness.

If it had been a sword made from [-]% primary veins of heretical metal, I am afraid it would not have ended up like this.

Although there are many deposits of primary ore veins of heresy metals in its square inch ring, after all, it can't quench the near thirst after all.

(End of this chapter)