Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

Dong Huangtai raised his hand and pointed at Su Ying below with his fingers. The illusory sword trembled slightly, and then turned into a stream of light, heading towards Su Ying at an astonishingly fast speed.

"It's not a real thing, is it a soul attack aimed at the soul?"

A blue light flashed in Su Ying's eyes, and he instantly judged the reality of this move.

"Humph."

He snorted coldly, bloody lightning flashed in his eyes, and an indescribable aura rushed out of his body.

hum!

Accompanied by a majestic and domineering dragon cry, the domineering arrogance rushed out from Su Ying's body towards the surrounding universe. Before the illusory sword approached Su Ying, it was scattered in an instant. The color of the world changed, and the whole world seemed to stand still for a moment. , then everything went back to normal.  …

Chu Nangong looked at Su Ying with horror in his eyes, and the crutch in his hand had loosened and fell to the ground at some point.

For the first time, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes under the black robe showed a look of shock. At that moment just now, he felt that his soul was trembling.

"You took my sword just now, do you dare to take another sword?"

Su Ying looked down at the Chun Jun sword in his hand and said, the sword in his body was soaring into the sky, the hair exuding black jade luster danced behind his head, and the green shirt was hunting, a metallic black luster gradually spread over the entire body of the Chun Jun sword, The Chunjun sword trembled and made a clear sword sound, black fine cracks appeared in the air around the blade, as if it had been cut open.

"This sword..."

Chu Nangong looked at Su Ying and the Chunjun sword in his hand with wide eyes. He could feel that this sword was far more powerful than the previous one.

Donghuang Taiyi didn't speak, but the golden light from the golden thread on the black robe became more dazzling, enveloping him in the golden light.

"This sword breaks mountains and seas."

Su Ying said, the Chunjun sword in his hand trembled violently, making an extremely sharp sword sound, as if he was excited and excited.

Then Su Ying waved his sword with a flick of his sleeves, like an immortal painting mountains and rivers with ink and strokes, flowing out of the dust without any mortal air.

A black sword energy that was higher than the mountain cut horizontally towards Donghuang Taiyi like the horizon of 5.9 above the sea.

The black sword energy from bottom to top collided with the golden light enveloping Donghuang Taiyi, making a sharp sound like cloth being torn.

In Chu Nangong's wide-open eyes, the ball of golden light finally burst like a mirror, revealing the figure of Donghuang Taiyi inside. His figure disappeared in front of the sword energy in an instant like a phantom.

Swish!

The huge black sword energy cut off a tall building in the corner of the mirage, and then rushed to the sky, tearing apart the clouds in the sky, leaving a long black line on the sky.

Chu Nangong, who had witnessed all this, opened his mouth wide open and couldn't close it. Looking at the black line in the sky, his eyes were dull.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a sword could be cut with human power.

The tall and mysterious figure of Donghuang Taiyi appeared on the cliff, not far behind Su Ying, he looked up at the black line on the sky in a daze. .

Chapter 288 Su Ying's Strength

"How about this sword?"

Su Ying turned to look at Donghuang Taiyi who appeared behind him and said.

"Very strong."

Donghuang Taiyi expressed his sincere admiration.

"This sword has already exceeded the limit of human power. I am afraid that no one in this world can take this sword head-on."

His gaze under the golden mask fell back to Su Ying from the gradually closing black line in the sky.

"But can you cut out this sword again?"

His gaze was like a torch, and he could tell at a glance that the aura on Su Ying's body was much weaker than before.

It was not easy for him to slash the sky-shattering sword just now.

Under the gaze of Donghuang Taiyi and Chu Nangong, Su Ying raised the corners of his mouth, and a slight smile appeared on his elegant and handsome face. Then he took off the green leather gourd around his waist, raised his head and took a sip of wine into his mouth.

After drinking the wine, the internal breath of his body increased again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to its peak before the sword was drawn.

"This……"

16 Seeing this in the distance, Chu Nangong didn't know what to say, so he had to bend down and pick up the crutch on the ground.

Donghuang Taiyi remained silent.

The wine in this green-skinned gourd is brewed according to ancient methods by Su Ying using treasures such as heaven and earth spirits and thousand-year-old herbs that Su Ying has found over the years. Explosive, and only Su Ying, who has trained the armed domineering to the third stage and is full of blood like a dragon, can digest it.

Su Ying put down the wine gourd, took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly, an invisible but extremely powerful impact rushed out of him with an explosive sound like an explosion.

The thick trees were smashed like grass, the stubborn and hard stones were blown away, and the thick clouds in the sky caused by the two people's momentum competition were also blown away in an instant.

The faint golden light on Donghuang Taiyi's black robe flickered, blocking those impacts, and the gaze under the golden mask was fixed on Su Ying in front of him.

Chu Nangong looked at this scene with a cane in shock.

"His strength has actually increased again?!"

Su Ying's whole body was full of energy and blood, and the dark and thick armed domineering energy emerged automatically, enveloping him, and gradually condensed into a layer of solidity on his body surface. The ferocious and mighty black armor seemed to be flickering with black lightning.

At this time, except for his head, Su Ying's whole body was wrapped in that ferocious and mighty pitch-black armor. The armor was full of barbs and metallic luster, which looked very terrifying and domineering. Very stark contrast.

It's like a spotless fairy in the sky wearing a demon armor from hell.

Su Ying's blood was boiling like fireworks, and his ink hair was flying. He looked at Donghuang Taiyi opposite him, the ancient ring on the tip of his left finger flashed faintly, and a half-red and half-white sword appeared in front of him. in the left hand.