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Chapter 747
Shangguan Changkong sternly spoke, but Furukawa smiled coldly in return.

Once upon a time, he was also regarded as the hope of a sect like this Shangguan Changkong, but the repeated blows and disappointments made the favored son of heaven at the beginning reduced to what he is now.

Of course, Shangguan Changkong, the name of Furukawa, the monster tribe, has heard of it, but he has a new impression after seeing it today.

The monster star in front of him is a little different from the warlike and bloodthirsty monster clan in his impression, and the trace of the Kyushu monk's aura still exists tenaciously on his body.

But these Shangguan Changkong didn't care, in his eyes, as long as they were monsters, there was no pity.

All monster races deserve to die, as the so-called non-my race, their hearts must be different.

The price of the blood back then was that Shangguan Changkong did not dare to relax and soften his heart. The Chixiao Sword in his hand made an extremely loud sword cry, which seemed to echo his master's state of mind.

Facing Shangguan Changkong, Furukawa was under unprecedented pressure.

Now that his strength has not yet returned to his heyday, it is still a bit difficult for him to face this master of swordsmanship.

Judging from the sharpness of the sword just now, it is possible to see a thing or two, and if one is not careful, it is very likely to die.

And at this moment, Shangguan Changkong, who was flourishing with the help of the Chixiao Sword, was also determined not to let the monster in front of him survive and leave the city.

There was no fancy greeting, both of them handed out their swords.

One sword shakes the mountains and rivers, and two swords shake the ground.

The two swords that the two handed out respectively left and destroyed more than half of them in an instant.

Those people who couldn't dodge in time and the blood inheritors whose blood was taken out also died on the spot one by one.

Together with the remaining half of the city, it turned into fly ash, and it was as silent as death.

Although it was nothing to this person who was used to seeing life and death, the fate of no bones left in a blink of an eye was enough to make everyone shudder, and even destroy the last courage in their hearts.

Panicked, it was staged in the remaining half of the city together with urination in the buttocks.

They, who had never seen a battle during the Transitional Tribulation Period, also experienced the fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow today, as well as the incomparable strength.

However, those people who had fled had not yet escaped from that half of the city, but the second sword of Furukawa and Shangguan Changkong struck again in an instant.

boom!
The tumbling air wave swept towards everyone like a flood of beasts, and at this moment, the people who had a chill spreading from their backs were completely lost under this powerful pressure.

Many people just stood there in a daze, as if they were waiting for the death scythe to harvest their own lives.

And at the moment when despair appeared in everyone's eyes, a not-so-strong figure stood in front of them.

The stone knife in his hand was like the hope in everyone's heart, colliding with the tumbling momentum.

The bright sword light has become an unforgettable scene in the eyes of everyone in this life, and the condensed sword light that is like a ray of tide also destroys the energy that has been crushed without any effort.

Everyone felt a gust of wind hit their faces, but this time no one died.

And it is obvious that many people have not come to their senses, this kind of life and death seems to have left them stunned.

"Hurry up and get out, don't you want to die!!"

Xu Ming's voice was like thunder, which woke up those ordinary people who were stunned in place.

Each of them didn't care about thanking them or anything, they turned around and ran away. It seemed that they blamed their parents for losing two legs.

Xu Ming used his saber to resist the vigor of the two people's fighting several times, and only then did those ordinary people completely escape from the enveloping range of the two people's fighting.

And at this moment, a treacherous smile flashed across Furukawa's face.

"Killing so many mortals, it doesn't feel good to suffer the backlash of karma."

Gu He's words also made Shangguan Changkong's brows slightly frowned. It is true that thousands of ordinary people were killed or injured by his first sword.

The cause and effect of these people also fell on me in a blink of an eye, and at this moment, his true spirit felt as if he was being burned by invisible karmic fire.

But Shangguan Changkong insisted on relying on his amazing willpower to resist. It seems that the pain of burning the true spirit is not worth mentioning at all to this master of swordsmanship

Looking at it, Shangguan Changkong handed out another sword.

The crimson sword light seems to have torn a huge gap in the entire sky, and the point where the sword edge is pointing is simply irresistible during the ordinary Transcendence Tribulation Period.

Even in the later stage of the tribulation, seeing the scarlet sword glow of this sword gave me some headaches, and even said that I should handle it carefully.

As for Furukawa, whose strength has not yet returned to its heyday, it is even more difficult to survive this sword.

Xu Ming originally thought that he would resort to some kind of life-saving trick, but Furukawa simply threw out a wooden box.

There was no breath fluctuation on the wooden box, as if it was an ordinary dead thing, and it had no blocking function at all under Shangguan Changkong's sword light.

The moment it broke in response to the sound, some of the scattered light spots were also turned into powder under the destructive front of that sword light.

And this irresistible crimson sword light penetrated Furukawa's body effortlessly, and the blood spurting from his mouth and nose in an instant was enough to illustrate the horror of this sword.

But Shangguan Changkong was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of reversed blood, which turned into blood mist and was evaporated by an inexplicable force.

And this scene also attracted Xu Ming's spiritual sense to explore the past, but his spiritual sense has not yet touched Shangguan Changkong.

Even if he was completely strangled by an invisible force, Xu Ming still felt the crisis that Shangguan Changkong was facing at this moment by relying on that momentary contact.

But at this moment, the true spirit in Shangguan Changkong's body was wrapped in a raging uninterrupted karmic fire, which was transformed by the mortal cause and effect of those who died.

It turned out that what was imprisoned in the wooden box just now was the common people that Gu He looted from countless cities.

There are more than one hundred thousand people, all of whom died under the sword light of Shangguan Changkong and turned into innocent souls.

The resulting karmic fire also forced Shangguan Zhangkong to spit out a mouthful of uncommon reverse blood. Although Furukawa was also cut off half of his body by that sword glow, he, who possesses the secret method of the monster clan, wanted to kill this seemingly fatal blood. Recovery from serious injuries is as easy as drinking water.

At this moment, Shangguan Changkong, whose true spirit was disturbed by the raging karmic flames, could hardly deliver a sword, and Furukawa, who saw this, dragged half of his body and flew away towards the distance. .
The remaining one eye swept towards Xu Ming and said.

"Boy, you and I have a bad temper. I think you and I are the same kind of people. I advise you to think about your current position. The Yaozu is not as unbearable as you imagined!"

After all, Gu He also disappeared before the eyes of Xu Ming and Shangguan Changkong.

(End of this chapter)