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Chapter 971 Excalibur Guardian
Although the sword master's sword-drawing skills are well-instructed by Lu Zu, but it is a fool's dream to completely kill the holy master.

Not only is the life of the decapitated Holy Master safe, but his fierce aura is even stronger than before.

The newly grown head was also tightly integrated with his neck, and even the sharpness of the Myriad Tribulation Spear increased by more than three inches.

The wanton galloping evil spirit also rushed towards the face, blowing the corners of the sword master's clothes.

Not only did that sword not gain the upper hand, but it actually added fuel to the fire and caused the Holy Lord to reveal his true fangs.

The sword master didn't dare to entrust the Spring and Autumn Sword in his big hand, and it turned into stars all over the sky, and countless sword lights rushed towards him like a continuous sea of ​​energy.

The ultimate swordsmanship is also displayed at this moment. As the strongest swordsman in the world, he also has his support.

Countless sword lights flowed left and right, but facing the invulnerable body of the Holy Master, it was difficult to achieve anything.

Although the Spring and Autumn Sword was sharp, it still couldn't penetrate the body of the Holy Master. On the contrary, it was the sharpness of the Spear of Myriad Tribulations that made the Sword Master dare not get close easily.

But how could he stop the Holy Master's murderous intent while being on guard, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spear still passed the sword master's body at lightning speed.

An extremely smooth hole appeared on the sword master's body, and if it wasn't for him to forcefully stabilize his figure, this blow alone might completely shatter his body.

At this moment, the powerful and proud demonic energy followed the power of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Spear and rushed into the sword master's body. Fortunately, the sword master reacted quickly and used his cultivation to force it out of the body, so there was no further damage.

The sword master tried his best to maintain the sword energy in his body, but the more he was like this, the more the sword master was blocked everywhere.

However, the sword master who sank his heart into the ruthless way also pushed his strength to the limit, and the ruthless sword light completely enveloped the sky above the Wuhen Sword Palace in an instant.

At this moment, the disciples of the Sword Palace who are hiding in those buildings without showing their heads are also full of enthusiasm!

They have been influenced by the sword master for a long time, and each of them yearns to save the common people in the world with one person's power like Lu Zu, but at this moment the sword master is walking the old road of Lu Zu back then.

As a member of the Wuhen Sword Palace, these Sword Palace disciples don't want to be like the master Lu Zu's sword master, but the sword master has long ordered them not to show their faces.

Such a unparalleled confrontation also made their hearts tremble wildly and their teeth chattered at the same time.

"Sword Master, it's okay to tickle me with your tricks. If you don't use some real kung fu, then today, your Wuhen Sword Palace will be flattened!"

"dream!"

The sword master squeezed out these two words from his mouth. He had exhausted all his kendo methods, but he still couldn't break through the body of the holy master.

Although the scabbard left by Lu Zu back then contains a strange secret technique of raising a sword, it will take time.

Even if there is only three breaths, what he is facing right now is the Holy Master in his heyday.

Let alone a breath, even the blinking Kung Fu Sword Master couldn't squeeze it.

no solution anymore!

The sword master is now using all his methods, but he can't see any results.

But he still has another trick, a trick to suppress the bottom of the box.

Flying sword kills!
The ear-piercing sword cry resounded from the depths of the Wuhen Sword Palace, this is not the sound of a sword that can be made by a sword.

Even though the Spring and Autumn Sword is a rare divine weapon in the world, it still can't arouse such a huge sword cry, and with the sword cry, there is also the obvious vision of heaven and earth.

The entire sky seemed to have undergone tremendous changes because of the powerful sword intent of the sword master, and countless sounds of piercing the sky came from the back mountain deep in the Wuhen Sword Palace.

About tens of thousands of flying swords appeared in the sky in an instant, and the scene of pear blossoms in the rainstorm moved the Holy Master somewhat.

Each of these tens of thousands of flying swords was damaged when they slaughtered the demon clan. After being obtained by the sword master, they were buried in the sword mound in the back mountain to nourish their own spiritual energy day and night.

Accumulating tens of thousands of flying swords with the power of one person sounds like a dream.

But the sword master just relied on his monstrous strength and his extremely condensed Taoist heart to successfully achieve this unbelievable scene.

And these menacing flying swords also carry endless sword intent in the sky, as well as the monstrous momentum of the original owners of these divine swords.

They were all used by the sword master, who could not hide the ferocious look on his face.

After all, controlling these tens of thousands of flying swords is also a huge test for his mind, and the flying swords are also kneaded into one under the guidance of the sword master's mind.

This is a flying sword that shines through the past and the present. There is no one before or no one after.

The oppressive force seen by the naked eye is also crushing the space like a flood of beasts, and at the same time, it is also the blatant rush of the pilgrim advocates.

In just an instant, the space in front of the Holy Master collapsed.

The monstrous sword intent, along with the condensed sword edge, drowned the Holy Lord.

This is the formidable power brought by tens of thousands of flying swords, even stronger than the Holy Master of the Monster Race, there is no way to do anything before this oppressive force visible to the naked eye.

Tens of thousands of flying swords oppress and restrain the space to an unbelievable level, even holding the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spears cannot break free from this oppressive force in a short time.

After this astonishing flying sword killing technique overwhelmed the Holy Master, the sword master, whose forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he couldn't find the breath of the Holy Master under the investigation of his spiritual consciousness, this trick of penetrating the body with thousands of swords also completely cut off his idea of ​​rebirth through the blood in his body.

The sword edge, sword intent, and sword energy form an unprecedented three-dimensional strangulation.

It seemed that the Holy Master had no way to be reborn here, but the moment the sword master just relaxed, a blood-red sharp awn also blatantly struck from the depths of the huge ruins.

The speed was so fast that the sword master couldn't dodge it. Even though he used his body skills to dodge, he still couldn't block or dodge the bloody light.

The moment the left arm was cut off, the Holy Lord, who slowly grew wings of flames from behind, also walked out of the ten thousand flying swords.

Although there is no good flesh and blood on his body, it seems that the only way he can survive the terrifying methods of the sword master is through the flame wings derived from the three-legged Golden Crow.

After the Holy Master devoured and assimilated the Golden Crow's bloodline, he also fully activated the true power of the Golden Crow's bloodline.

Although half of his face had been cut off, the disdain in the Holy Master's eyes could be seen from the wanton growth of granulation.

The four words "end of the road" are the most appropriate to describe it. At this moment, the Holy Master holding the Ten Thousand Tribulations Spear with flaming wings behind his back has completely shaken the sword master's indestructible Taoist heart.

A streak of bloody light struck fiercely, grabbing the sword master's throat and forcing the strongest swordsman in the world to die.

But at this moment, the Spring and Autumn Sword flew to protect and lay in front of the sword owner.

From the seemingly plain sword body, a misty phantom actually flowed out, wearing a white robe with an extraordinary aura.

That pair of purple electric star eyes also contains complete swordsmanship!
And the sword master with such eyes suddenly blurted out those two words!
Master!

(End of this chapter)