The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 368 Killing Intent Soars to the Sky and Swings the Demons (please subscribe~)

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This sound was like the chime of hell, sounding the sound of death.

Nearly a hundred villains and perpetrators, the evil spirits were stunned, and then they showed disbelief. They all stood up in amazement, and looked at the young swordsman in the middle of the hall in shock.

Reincarnation Sword Style? !
Piaomiao swordsmanship? !
He turned out to be the top Su Mu? !
The next moment, many thugs and criminals suddenly jumped up and ran towards the door quickly, with panic and fear on their faces.

They don't know if Su Mu is Master Miaoci's opponent, but they definitely can't stop the reincarnation sword style, if they don't escape in time, they will definitely be hurt by Chi Yu.

At this time, the scarlet blood lingered on the Moyu sword, and the killing intent soaring into the sky seemed to be real. Su Mu's hair was disheveled, and he suddenly pulled out the Moyu sword that was inserted into the ground.

In the next moment, countless cold and sharp sword qi rushed out of the ground, and the sharp forest of sword qi went straight to all the demons and villains in the hall, including Master Miaoci who was opposite Su Mu.

From the moment he stepped into this hall, Su Mu had no intention of letting go of these rubbish. He wanted to kill the old devil Miaoci, and he wanted to kill all the villains and demons present.

Only the wailing blood of these people can cleanse the dilapidated Yongfu City, extinguish his full of anger, and dissipate the boiling killing intent in his heart.

For this reason, Su Mu did not hesitate to expose his identity, and attacked and killed with the most appropriate reincarnation sword style.

The purpose is to wipe out everything in one go, leaving no one behind!
What's more, if they are all dead, who will reveal his true identity?

The reincarnation sword style is flawless, endless, and Senhan's sword energy keeps rising back and forth, rushing fiercely into the scattered crowd, piercing the heart, piercing the throat, piercing through, and cutting the flesh amidst bursts of wailing broken bones.

The elegant hall instantly looked like a hell of a mountain of swords, with clanging sword qi and cold sword qi.Every time the sword rises and falls, flesh and blood will fly, broken bodies and limbs, and the hall will be filled with painful and desperate wailing for a while.

In the middle of the hall, Su Mu's eyes were as red as blood, staring at the motionless Master Miaoci, whose body was covered with gold bells, and sneered at his dark and ferocious face without a smile or kindness.

"Master, these "little loves" probably won't be able to enter the Buddhist kingdom. It's a pity. How about Master keeping company with them and helping them to become Buddhas in hell?"

Disdainful sneers and shrill wails reached Miaoci's ears, and Miaoci, who was so angry that he couldn't hold it back any longer, held the staff in both hands and hit Su Mu like a mountain bearing down on him.

The Moyu sword crossed an arc and stood upright in front of the eyes, misty sword intent diffused out, and countless sword qi came into being, like a ring, like a feather, circling around Su Mu's body.

"Sword Ten - Sky Burial!"

When the Zen stick fell, Su Mu lifted the Moyu sword obliquely, and then stabbed straight forward.

Senhan's forest of sword qi rose suddenly, and together with the circling sword qi, it turned into a mighty river of sword qi, rushing straight at the Zen stick and Miaoci.

When, when, when.

The mighty impact of the long river of sword qi directly knocked back the Zen staff, and then countless sword qi slammed into the phantom golden bell one after another, making an incomparably crisp jingling sound,

Miaoci's expression changed slightly, the power of the long-renowned celestial burial sword was far beyond his imagination, and he suddenly thrust the Zen staff on the ground, Miaoci looked solemn, raised his right palm, and a huge and majestic swastika phantom swirled out , following Miaoci's clapping movement, it covers down towards Su Mu.

The spirit mountain of the great virtue and majesty descended from the palm of the devil!

As soon as the huge swastika phantom appeared above Su Mu's head, a heavy pressure suddenly pressed down.

The sudden heavy pressure made Su Mu several inches shorter, but Su Mu didn't care.Although the realm of Miaoci is one level higher than him, it is still far behind the burly warriors in the Liang Mansion restaurant that day.

Su Mu casually glanced at the phantom of the swastika hanging above his head, and countless sword qi surged up against the current, hitting the phantom of the swastika fiercely.

boom!click!
The long river of diverted sword energy directly smashed the phantom of the swastika into pieces, and also knocked out a hole in the roof of the hall.Another long river of sword energy smashed the golden bell phantom fiercely, and smashed on the Zen stick with a clanging sound.

The moment the phantom of the golden bell was shattered, Miao Ci also became ruthless, she gritted her teeth and raised her Zen staff to slam it down.

Suddenly, a huge golden Zen staff appeared in mid-air and hit the sword energy river fiercely.

boom!The impact of the violent collision caused the two of them to take half a step back, and the tables and chairs beside them shattered and scattered all over the ground.

On the contrary, the two girls in tulle clothes were safely protected behind by the two sword qi, but they were also stunned by the aftermath and collapsed on the ground.

Countless sword energy dissipated invisible, but the sword intent became stronger and sharper, Miao Ci's face was gloomy as if it was about to drip water.

What kind of joke is this Taima? Su Mu is actually a martial arts master in the true elixir realm. Judging from his powerful and domineering cultivation, he is even more powerful than an ordinary person. He is not much worse than the true fire realm.

How old is he? !Is this fucking or a human? !

Glancing casually at the hall, the anger in Miao Ci's heart churned like a burning flame. Only a few of the vicious criminals who were crowded together were still alive, and the others were turned into pieces of flesh and blood. The scene was ordinary, and the smell of blood was thick and disgusting.

With only these few people alive, how can he explain to the Holy Mother, how can he seek asylum from the White Lotus Sect, and how can he get more furnace cauldron resources from the White Lotus Sect?

"Mu Shizhu, what is the difference between such bloodthirsty and evil spirits?" Miao Ci gritted her teeth and said darkly.

"Oh, what the master said is true, but I am a disciple of the Devil's Cult. I don't want to kill these rubbish. Do I keep them for myself?" Su Mu sneered indifferently.

"I almost forgot, the master is also a demon, or the demon who was kicked out of the school by Shaolin Temple. Tsk tsk, does the master really have a Buddha in his heart?"

Su Mu spoke like a master, but the contempt and sarcasm in his words completely angered Miao Ci.

"Su Mu, you are courting death!"

Miao Ci shouted angrily, inserted the Zen staff aside, clasped his hands together, made an angry look on his face, and the murderous intent in his eyes was as cold as a knife.

"Great joy, great mercy!"

The Buddha's chanting seems to have a great principle, which connects countless heaven and earth principles, lingering and circling. In an instant, a black and red phantom appeared from behind Miaoci.

Red is the female Buddha, who holds Buddhist scriptures and ingots to show the fusion of Canaan.Black is the male Buddha, who wears a dharma crown, has a ferocious face, and sits with his arms stretched out to show enlightenment.

As soon as the phantom came out, there were bursts of Buddha's voice, dharma snails murmured, and there seemed to be black and red lotus flowers falling in the hall, and the treasure was solemn.

Dharma! ?Martial arts law?

Su Mu solemnly looked at the phantom in front of him, his expression was stunned, how could there be a martial arts appearance in the master realm? !
While Su Mu was in doubt, an artistic conception of repelling his intentions pervaded the hall, and the originally sharp sword intentions were suppressed invisible, and became a little sluggish and obscure.

This feeling is undoubtedly the essence of martial arts, but how is this possible? !
If you can't become a martial saint, how can you condense the martial arts!

The few people who were still alive in the hall were pale and terrified in their hearts. The incomparable sword energy forest was too shocking. Even if they survived, they paid a lot of price.

But when he saw Miao Ci unexpectedly recruiting the martial arts method, he froze in place for a while, but then cheered excitedly, no matter what, this Su Mu will definitely die today.

Seeing Su Mu's suspicious expression, Miao Ci felt proud, but then felt extremely heartbroken, and with a ferocious look on her face, she raised her palm to pat Su Mu.

In any case, Su Mu will definitely die today!
(End of this chapter)