C397 The Terror of the Black Broken Sword
C397 The Terror of the Black Broken Sword
This was somewhat illogical.
But at this time, Chen Yu didn't have time to think anymore. Carrying Wen Congann, he had already rushed past the broken Tiger Teeth on his back, and rushed to the front of the Dragon Head Peak disciple without any obstruction.
The Dragon Head Peak disciple only reacted at this moment, and immediately raised his sword to block, the standard wind attribute Royal Spirit Sword already had spirit tattoos on it, accompanying the ear-piercing howl of the wind, it shook the spirit.
Spiritual light flashed, causing the sword aura to become unbridled and sharp. The sword aura became unstoppable because of the berserk nature of the sword. The sword intent continued to increase explosively, as if it was about to reach the sky.
He had to admit that even though he was in a hurry, this man's strength was still very strong. His Wind Spirit's power was displayed to the extreme, and he was not someone that Su Jingzhan could compare to.
However, Chen Yu did not hesitate as he slashed down with his sword. His mental state was extremely overbearing and sharp, as if he wanted to shatter every obstacle in the world and flatten every wave in the world.
It was the Wave Chopping Blade Spell. Chen Yu used his sword as a blade and slashed out.
As the sword slashed out, Chen Yu felt that he was the only one left in this world, and he was even more powerful than usual.
Chen Yu used his sword as a blade to unleash the Wave Chopping Blade Spell. Originally, because the weapon was not suitable for him to use, it would have a certain effect.
There was no need to think about it, Chen Yu also knew that it was most likely the work of the black Broken Sword, just like how he managed to shatter a strong Spiritual Soul like the Profound Handle Sword Toothed Tiger in a few consecutive attacks!
Ordinary attacks that did not involve the realm of the divine soul could not harm the Spiritual Soul at all. However, after Chen Yu activated the black Broken Sword, with just a few strikes, he had cut the Profound Handle Sword Toothed Tiger's Spiritual Soul into pieces.
"Clang!" The two swords collided.
The blazing sword aura collided, and a tremendous force exploded forth.
From Chen Yu's perception, the Dragon Head Peak disciple's sword intent was like rotten wood that was being torn apart by his own sword intent.
The Imperial Spirit Sword's violent wind suddenly stopped, uncontrollably sweeping towards the side.
Shua, the sword's shadow swept horizontally, accompanied by the black sword's shadow floating, no blood flowed out, only a frozen expression and a body that suddenly split apart.
The Dragon Head Peak disciple's body split into two just like that, until the two halves fell onto the ground, fresh blood spewed out of them.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yu was also shocked.
This strike was too sharp, to the point that even Chen Yu himself could not believe it.
"Ah!" Wen Congann, who was on Chen Yu's shoulder, let out a soft cry. He was equally shocked and in disbelief.
"The black Broken Sword is actually this terrifying!" As he thought about it, Chen Yu was shocked by the might of the black Broken Sword that was attached to the True Artifact Long Sword in his hands. However, he knew that he did not have time to waste, so he quickly charged up.
"Junior brother Zhang!"
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
"Ahhh! Surnamed Chen, I want to tear you into ten thousand pieces!"
"!" At the same time, shocked and furious roars sounded out, quickly approaching. It was the other Dragon Head Peak disciples who were watching the scene of Chen Yu killing with their mouths wide open.
Chen Yu didn't stop for a moment. He quickly jumped out and dashed into the shrubbery in front of them.
Shua, shua. Accompanied by the sound of the Astral Qi Wing's rapid vibrations, Chen Yu had only rushed out a little more than ten meters when he felt an extremely cold aura quickly approaching him, making him feel as if his blood froze.
"Ge ge", the sound of Wen Congann's teeth chattering was very clear in Chen Yu's ears.
Because he was carrying Wen Congann, it was inconvenient for Chen Yu to use Wing Flying Technique. However, if Chen Yu were to use Wen Congann instead, it would be inconvenient for them to fight.
Feeling the huge threat behind him, Chen Yu turned back quickly.
He only saw an Ice Sparrow Spiritual Soul whistling towards him. It was not more than ten feet away from him, and wherever it went, the grass and trees around it were covered in a thick layer of frost. Within a radius of ten meters, it had turned into an ice sculpture world.
The Ice Sparrow wasn't too big. It's wingspan was only three to five meters, and it had a sharp beak and a frightening cold aura emanating from its body. Its power overflowed into the heavens.
The middle rank human-step Spiritual Soul, the Frigid Mountain Sparrow.
Chen Yu felt a sharp pain on his skin. The thick flame element in his body slowed down the flow of the Astral Energy. He was completely suppressed by the frightening coldness.
To Chen Yu, who was at his current cultivation realm, the might of an Earth Rank Spiritual Soul was still very terrifying.
If the Spiritual Soul was still around, Chen Yu only needed to release his Flamingo to stop the cold air released by a mere middle-grade earth-step Frigid Mountain Sparrow.
Now, Chen Yu could only rely on the black Broken Sword.
As the blood flame coursed through his body, the tardiness of the aura flowed rapidly as Chen Yu's sword slashed out.
The black Broken Sword's sword silhouette floated.
Ka-cha
As the bird's talons landed on the blade of the sword, an explosion sounded as ice shards flew into the air. Then, the bird's talons flew out as well.
The blade of the sword continued to pierce through the swan's body, tearing it to shreds.
Just like the Mystical Handle Sword Toothed Tiger before, Chen Yu's sword flashed several times before the Frigid Mountain Sparrow let out a whine and its body exploded into a cloud of cold air, unable to maintain its form.
With regards to spirit bodies that were between real and fake, the black Broken Sword's power was equally extraordinary.
"Damn it!" Chen Yu had just cut down the Hanshan Sparrow when a thirty-five-year-old warrior let out a loud roar. His face turned paler as he rushed forward and swung his sword.
The sword's aura pierced through the sky like a shooting star.
Behind him, four or five figures followed.
Chen Yu did not dare to pester him. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword flew out of his hand and shot out like a stream of light.
Without waiting to see the result of this strike, Chen Yu turned around and ran away with Wen Congann on his back.
When
The warrior's sword landed on the sword that Chen Yu threw and sent it flying.
"Kacha!" Chen Yu did not look back as he made a sign with his sword and shouted in a low voice.
After that warrior had knocked Chen Yu's sword away, he quickly chased after Chen Yu, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer. But at that moment, his expression suddenly changed and he turned his head abruptly. A black sword shadow attacked his back like a ghost.
This speed was simply impossible to catch with the naked eye.
The warrior couldn't dodge in time. He could smell an extremely dangerous aura. He gritted his teeth and the aura in his body surged. Ice attribute astral energy surged and formed layers of protection in front of him.
However, the black sword didn't slow down as it went through all the defenses.
The warrior's facial expression changed drastically. A trace of fear unconsciously appeared in his eyes as he slashed out his sword.
When the Dragon Head Peak warrior felt his hand sink, accompanied by a clear sound of impact, his hand suddenly lightened, and the Spirit Sword in his hand actually split into two.
This martial artist was immediately frightened to death and twisted his body in despair.
Compared to the speed of the black sword projection, the martial artist's dodging speed was slow to the point of making others despair. In the silence, the martial artist only felt a pain in his chest.
The warrior's internal organs were all broken. He lowered his head to look at his wound, and his expression suddenly became ashen. He then fell face first onto the ground.
"Brother Zhao!"
"Brother Zhao!"
The moment the warrior fell, the other four or five warriors had already arrived. They all reached out to support him, but the latter was already dead, and only had his eyes wide open.
"Brother Zhao!"
A voice filled with grief and indignation resounded through the mountains.
At this moment, Chen Yu had already traveled more than two hundred feet. When he heard the commotion, he was slightly surprised.
Chen Yu knew about the power of the black Broken Sword, but that warrior was much stronger than that warrior. He was probably at the third level of Spirit Accumulation Stage, but he never expected that he would still be hit.
"Senior Brother Chen!" Wen Congann, who was sitting on Chen Yu's back, could not help but turn his head to look over.
"What's wrong?" Chen Yu sprinted, hoping to escape and answered without thinking.
"It's dead!" Wen Congann was shocked.
Chen Yu stopped and turned around.
A black stream of light flew over and slowed down when it got in front of Chen Yu. Chen Yu stretched out his hand and the latter landed in his hand. It was the black Broken Sword.
"This is …" Wen Congann's expression became strange as he muttered.
"My Spiritual Soul!" Chen Yu answered without thinking, looking at the Dragon Head Peak disciple who was killed by the black Broken Sword, he could not remain calm.
If it was said that the Dragon Head Peak disciples in the third level of Spirit Accumulation Stage being hit by the black Broken Sword's speed was not strange, then being directly killed after being hit made Chen Yu himself shocked.
Chen Yu's heart was in turmoil as he lowered his head to look at the black Broken Sword in his hands.
From the looks of his inherited memories from Bloodfire Emperor's youth, he was unable to figure out the mysteries of this sword.
The only thing he could be sure of was that the black Broken Sword was much stronger than he had imagined.
"Kill them! Take revenge for Brother Zhang!" As Chen Yu's emotions fluctuated, the two Dragon Head Peak disciples pounced towards Chen Yu. The Spiritual Dipper surged and one of them had a golden killing intent while the other seemed to be blazing and tyrannical like a raging inferno.
"Senior Brother Chen!" Wen Congann exclaimed in a low voice.
Chen Yu's expression was indifferent. With a shake of his hand, the black Broken Sword flew out and turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the person on the left.
It was so fast that it was impossible to catch it.
The warrior on the left sensed the danger and quickly dodged to the side.
A bloody light appeared in Chen Yu's eyes, the Bloodfire Eye Technique had already been activated.
Following the activation of the Bloodfire Eye Technique, everything before his eyes seemed to slow down by a bit. Chen Yu saw the black Broken Sword that was flying out swiftly, and was causing the space to distort a little, arriving in front of the warrior on the left.
Compared to the speed of the black Broken Sword, the warrior's dodging speed was much slower, and in Chen Yu's eyes, it was slower.
The warrior swung his sword and a shadow of a wolf appeared at the same time. It roared ferociously, it was also an Earth Stage Spiritual Soul.
Chen Yu could only watch helplessly as the black Broken Sword pierced into the wolf shadow. The Earth Stage Spiritual Soul was not able to block it at all, and then Chen Yu saw the black Broken Sword fly past the warrior's sword and enter his chest.
Without the slightest hesitation, the black Broken Sword pierced through the warrior's body.
The warrior's eyes were wide open. His expression was somewhat blank as he fell down face first.
"Junior Brother He!"
"Junior brother He, what's going on?"
The other Dragon Head Peak warriors shouted, their expressions were already filled with shock and even fear!