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Chapter 972 The Final Tribulation
Master!

A master is too great, which includes preaching, accepting karma and dispelling doubts.

It also allowed the sword master to achieve today's achievements, and this misty phantom that appeared on Chunqiu Jianjian's body also stabilized his dao heart that was about to collapse.

"You are still the same"

The phantom in white, whose back was facing the sword master, spoke slowly in a very familiar voice.

The sword master who heard the words immediately knelt down and clasped his fists respectfully.

"Disciple, welcome Master back to the Wuhen Sword Palace!!"

And the phantom in white obviously didn't take this sentence to heart, because in the blink of an eye, the sharp edge of the Kung Fu Lord Myriad Tribulation Spear had already struck.

It's just that the phantom in white just moved his sleeves, and the bloody glow disintegrated into nothingness for no reason.

Seeing such a holy master, his eyes shrank, and he couldn't restrain the shock in his heart as early as the moment the phantom in white clothes appeared.

A hundred years ago, the pale scene also returned to his mind like a tide.

Lu Zu! !
This name that he will never forget in his life, and the terrifying sword edge that impressed him deeply.

Although there was only a phantom standing in front of the sword master, the obvious coercion alone made the holy master who had just gained strength feel nervous.

Even the blood in the body stops flowing, this is the pressure from the superior.

Even if the current Holy Master has recovered his previous power, even because of the relationship between the Golden Crow bloodline and the Demon Lord, his strength is even stronger than before.

But facing this supreme genius who had already gone through many calamities and ascended to the top, all self-confidence disappeared along with the leisurely self-confidence between his brows.

"I haven't seen you for a while."

Lu Zu, who spoke rashly, seemed to be facing his old friend, and the tone of greeting did not blame the Holy Master for forcing the sword master to this field at all.

And the more Lu Zu is like this, the more uncertain the Holy Master will be.

Although it is only a phantom, the Holy Master, who has never experienced the supernatural powers of immortals, can't figure out the methods of Lu Zu who is already an immortal.

"Now that the killings have begun, I shouldn't get involved."

Lu Zu's straightforward words also made the Holy Master somewhat relieved, and now he has no ability to fight against Lu Zu who has become a real fairy.

The Holy Master should be like this, the imminent killing and catastrophe is a general trend in the world that even the Dao of Heaven cannot stop.

Even if Lu Zu's cultivation is as high as the sky, he can't openly oppose the way of heaven. Unexpectedly, Lu Zu's words changed and he said again.

"But this Wuhen Sword Palace was created by me alone, and I can't bear to see it destroyed by your hands."

"So, can you give me a thin face so that my apprentices and grandchildren can survive."

Hearing the words, the face of the Holy Master changed slightly, but at this moment he also wanted to understand everything.

This is not Lu Zu's phantom at all, his consciousness is affected by an inexplicable force.

But it was too late for him to come to his senses, the sword master poured all his understanding of the way of the sword and all his cultivation into this sword.

The wild goose leaves a name, and the road is simple!

The simple Spring and Autumn Sword also erupted with a palpitating cold light at this critical moment, and the sword's light was almost at its limit.

The sword light directly penetrated the round demon pill in the chest of the holy master, which was at the same level as the heart, and the demon pill also shattered under the sword master's sword.

Lu Zu's phantom also dissipated quickly, and everything seemed to have returned to calm.

The sword master's panting expression could not conceal his excitement. Although the victory was somewhat invincible, he still achieved the step that Lu Zu did back then.

Kill the Lord!
Once the demon pill is broken, the Holy Lord loses his source of power and there is no possibility of his coming back.

Without the support of the demon pill, the Holy Lord's body will not be as tough as before, and the sword master's means can naturally penetrate through it effortlessly.

And once again, he dismantled them into eight pieces and wiped them out one by one, and at this moment, the purple inverse blood that represented the identity of the monster clan was also sprayed out from the mouth of the Holy Master, and the dots of gold mixed in it were also the manifestation of the Golden Crow blood in his body.

"I didn't expect that your master and apprentice would actually retain such a skill."

"I was careless"

The aura of the Holy Master also quickly wilted under the shattering of the demon core, so there is no such fierce aura as before.

The sword master who heard the words also said with a cold face.

"Hmph, I can only blame you alien races for being simple-minded, that's how the strong fight against each other."

"Your monster clan is destined not to be the master of this myriad worlds and nine states!"

As the sword master spoke, he stared at the deadly eyes of the holy master.

The blade of the Spring and Autumn Sword in his hand moved slightly, sweeping towards the neck of the Holy Master with a compelling sword intent.

what! !

But at the moment when the Holy Master did not dodge, the edge of the Spring and Autumn Sword had already slashed towards his neck.

The original scalp-numbing scene appeared, but the Spring and Autumn Sword failed to cut off the head of the Holy Master.

The sharp edge of the sword couldn't shake the flesh of the Holy Master at all, and the expression of the Sword Master changed drastically when he saw this scene.

This is impossible! !
The Holy Lord, who originally thought that the demon core had been shattered, was like a toothless tiger, letting the sword dominate.

And the weird smile on the devil's face was also accompanied by the astonishing sharpness of the Myriad Tribulation Spear that pierced through the sword master's body in an instant.

This time, the distance was so close that the sharpness of the Wanjie Spear destroyed everything inside the main body of the sword.

The sword master didn't have time to dodge at all, and the reverse blood mixed with flesh and blood fragments spurted out from his mouth.

While soaking the clothes, it also made its aura decay to the extreme.

"Am I really going to die here today!!"

At this moment, such a thought also passed through the sword master's mind, but as the world's top sword cultivator, how could he admit defeat so easily.

Under the threat of death, he finally took the step that he had been stuck in for a long time.

The sword master threw out his sword backhand, which also forced the Holy Master back.

At this moment, there was another change in the sky, and an aura of destruction permeated the place.

The uninvited coercion from the sky above Wuhen Sword Palace descended brazenly, and the vortex of the origin of swordsmanship, which is rare to see, also hangs upside down here.

At this moment, the sword master whose chest was completely torn apart by the sharp edge of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spear had a resolute ferocity on his face.

He naturally felt everything that appeared in the sky, and these changes also made him feel angry and funny.

"Don't come early, don't come late, why come at this time"

Along with this strange aura, there is also that astonishing coercion, which is the real power of rules.

This is a power that is above the way of heaven, and the coming of this power of rule also made the sword master aware of it.

The coming catastrophe this time is the last catastrophe he will experience.

Once through, he will also become the second immortal after Lu Zu.

But at this moment due to the serious injury in his body that has lost a lot of vitality and spiritual energy, what percentage of his success rate will he be able to overcome the tribulation?
Thinking of this, the sword master couldn't help laughing wantonly.

This time, he laughed recklessly and arrogantly!

(End of this chapter)