Chapter 450 Ruins of Time
Chapter 450 Ruins of Time
Chapter 454 Ruins of Time
After the Sword Realm opened, the Demon Lord encountered Li Ping.
Li Pingdang's mysterious and unpredictable behavior made the Demon Lord wary, and he dared not make a move to test him.
Later, he discovered that the Sword Realm passage had opened, so he transformed into a sword thought and escaped from the Boundless Sword Realm.
No sooner had the Demon Lord stepped out of the Sword Realm than he ran into the Overlord.
In his eyes, Xiong Ba at this moment was the most perfect host.
Since Xiong Ba was already struggling with his own lack of strength, he naturally agreed without hesitation when he suddenly encountered such a powerful ally.
The human and the demon formed a pact, and their cooperation became surprisingly seamless.
Even so, they couldn't gain any advantage even if they joined forces against Bu Jingyun in his current state.
Bu Jingyun's palm shadows surged, and his Cloud-Dispelling Palm was elusive and unpredictable.
The peerless sword flashed with cold light, and the Cloud Ten Swords, the Mysterious Sword Technique, the Huo Family Sword Technique, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and the Wuqiu Yijue were all used in turn!
The sword and palm intertwined, their power overwhelming.
Li Ping and his companions, who were watching from the sidelines, were already dumbfounded.
They all knew Bu Jingyun's previous strength, so how did he suddenly become so strong?
Li Ping looked at Nie Feng, who immediately transmitted his voice to Li Ping, telling him everything that had happened.
Li Ping suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"
So, does that mean that middle-aged Nie Feng also passed on his skills to the current Nie Feng?
Has he already mastered "Wind God's Wrath"?
I really love this technique!
Li Ping secretly told his wife all this and continued watching the battlefield.
Although the middle-aged Bu Jingyun passed on all his life's skills and martial arts to him, only a few days have passed!
It's amazing that it can be used to this extent!
Bu Jingyun's talent was so extraordinary that it was simply astonishing.
Huh?
Heartless?
He gave me a wink. What's this bastard up to?
wrong----
This doesn't feel right!
Jue Xin, Wu Wudi, something's wrong with my soul —
At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at Li Ping: "Li Ping, according to what you said earlier, the Demon Lord is an evil spirit born from the resentment of the Sword Realm, and should have never seen Bu Jingyun—"
"But why is his gaze towards Bu Jingyun filled with hatred?"
"And his sword, it looks—"
Li Ping's gaze swept carefully over Juexin and Wu Wudi, then returned to the fierce battle between Bu Jingyun, Xiong Ba, and Mo Kui.
He slowly began to speak: "The resentment, hatred, and unwillingness of all the defeated swordsmen in the world have all converged into the Sword Pool—"
"The Demon Lord is born from the condensation of these powers."
"Therefore, he was born hating all swordsmen in the world."
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"When Bu Jingyun roamed the martial arts world and the peerless sword became famous, countless masters were defeated by Bu Jingyun and the peerless sword. "The Demon Lord then developed boundless hatred for Bu Jingyun."
"Within the Sword Pool, this obsession gave birth to an unparalleled demonic sword—"
"That was the manifestation of the obsession of countless people who wanted to sever the peerless sword."
"Unfortunately, the Demon Lord has not yet fully forged his peerless demonic sword; what you see now is merely the '6' of the peerless sword."
"What should I call you again?"
"Sword shadow? Sword spirit? Naturally, they can't compare to a truly peerless sword!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Rong murmured to herself, "Consciousness interfering with reality, turning the illusory into the real, and even giving birth to life—this is so mysterious, it's simply beyond imagination."
"Could this be the next stage of spiritual cultivation?"
Li Ping's heart stirred slightly; this wasn't impossible after all!
But before he could think it through, the situation suddenly changed.
Bu Jingyun's left palm suddenly changed direction as he unleashed the Cloud-Dispelling Palm "Unpredictable Clouds," instantly switching between Yin and Yang energies. He combined offense and defense, forcefully breaking through Xiong Ba's Three-Part Returning Origin Qi.
With a sudden, powerful strike, the sword in his right hand, a peerless sword, transformed into a soft and meandering aura, like a serpentine snake. This was none other than the "Sword Flowing Clouds" technique from the Ten Swords of Cloud.
A piercing clang of metal resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
This sword strike actually severed the peerless demonic sword "Sword Soul" that the Demon Lord had condensed.
Xiong Ba staggered back several steps, his eyes bloodshot and filled with disbelief. He cried out in a trembling voice, "You—you actually used my hand to refine and master your own martial arts!?"
The fact that the peerless sword could shatter the illusory sword spirit was not surprising to Xiong Ba, since that thing originally had no physical form.
He had already guessed why Bu Jingyun's strength had increased so much in such a short time!
But he couldn't accept that in just a few days, Bu Jingyun had not only absorbed the inherited power and unique skills, but had also used the battle against him to sort out all the knowledge he had learned in his life!
They actually used themselves as a whetstone!?
At this moment, Bu Jingyun's displayed talent filled him with despair.
A moment later, he gave a cold laugh: "No wonder you dared to challenge me—"
Bu Jingyun shook his head slightly, his tone indifferent: "I didn't intend to use these martial arts techniques to deal with you."
"But you are no longer the Overlord, but a demon possessed by the Demon Lord."
"When slaying demons and eliminating evil, why should we hesitate to use the methods?!"
Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly: "Bu Jingyun! Everyone in the world can call me a demon, but you alone have no right to do so!"
"Are your hands stained with less blood than mine?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he retreated swiftly, appearing in front of Yan Wan in an instant. His tone carried a hint of flattery: "Miss Yan, now that I am yours, you will surely protect me, won't you?"
A hint of disdain flashed in Yan Wan's eyes.
What kind of legendary hero was he, what kind of world-dominating figure—it turns out he was just a piece of trash?!
She was about to speak when her heart sank.
Xiong Ba suddenly conjured the "sword soul" of the peerless demonic sword in his palm, carrying a chilling killing intent, and stabbed it towards her!
At the same time, Juexin formed a sword with his fingers, and a sharp sword aura that drew upon the power of heaven and earth broke through the air, slashing towards Yan Wan as if opening the heavens and earth.
Wu Wudi followed closely behind, also transforming his fingers into a sword, unleashing an extremely terrifying crimson sword intent that aimed directly at Yan Wan's vitals.
Yan Wan's pupils shrank suddenly, her face filled with astonishment.
She never expected that these three would join forces to ambush her at this moment!
Were we too lenient with them before, failing to make them face reality?
Do these three think they can break free from my control?
She immediately activated her supernatural powers to suppress it, but her expression suddenly changed, as her supernatural powers had completely failed at this moment!
In a flash, Yan Wan understood.
At this moment, the three bodies are no longer controlled by the individuals themselves, but by "evil spirits" similar to the Demon Lord!
I f***ing————
Is this still the martial arts of mortals?!
In this critical moment, Yan Wan dared not delay and activated the "Scripture of Wisdom that Controls All Laws and Their Roots" with all her might.
The imagery of martial arts manifests, and time around us seems to suddenly "freeze."
Although this force could not completely immobilize the three, it was enough to slow down their offensive, allowing him to use his supernatural powers to fight the evil spirits for control of his body.
Immediately afterwards, she used both hands simultaneously, pressing down on the sword spirit phantom that Xiong Ba was thrusting at her with one hand, and then raising her hand to guide it to collide with Jue Xin's sword energy.
With his other hand, he forcefully clashed with the crimson sword intent unleashed by Wu Wudi.
The interplay of strength and gentleness is exquisite and perfectly embodies the essence of Tai Chi!
A terrifying burst of energy erupted, causing Yan Wan's body to tremble and a mouthful of blood to spill from the corner of her mouth.
Xiong Ba, Jue Xin, and Wu Wudi's expressions all changed drastically.
They never expected that, under such a sneak attack, Yan Wan could withstand a combined blow from three people, the only price being a mouthful of blood.
If Yan Wan can escape, we will surely die.
Just then, a large hand silently pressed down on Yan Wan's back.
An extremely dense force penetrated Yan Wan's body through her palm, and a powerful spiritual force also attempted to invade her mind!
Yan Wan's heart trembled violently: "It's Li Ping!"
"That beast!"
"We must not let it fall into his hands!"
The next moment, it was as if an invisible giant maw opened in the void, "swallowing" Li Ping and Yan Wan together.
The two figures vanished into thin air, without a trace.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene, not understanding what had happened.
The scene before Li Ping's eyes suddenly changed.
The next moment, he found himself in an extremely dark space.
The surrounding silence and coldness made him instinctively feel uneasy.
Fortunately, Yan Wan was right in front of him.
Li Ping's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Yan Wan by the throat: "What kind of hellish place is this?"
Yan Wan chuckled: "This is Shixu."
"If you kill me, you will be trapped here forever, never to return—"
"Besides, in these fragments of time, if you call me Yan Wan, I won't hold it against you!"
"In the Ruins of Time, do you know what you should call me?"
"Give me----"
"Kneel down!"
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