[Chapter 117] Destroying the Evil Sword
[Chapter 117] Destroying the Evil Sword
The air wave swept over, and an evil aura spread in all directions.
Nangong Chenyu stood where he was, letting the air waves blow up his black hair and white robe. His righteous spirit can not only restrain evil spirits, but also suppress them.
Therefore, evil spirits will subconsciously avoid him when they encounter him. And naturally, he would not be affected in his mind by evil spirits.
Ye Yishen, who was far away from the battlefield, was prepared and was not affected by the evil spirit.
However, Peng Feizhang's apprentice, the male cultivator in blue, did not retreat very far, and the evil energy immediately rushed into his body. His eyes also turned scarlet in an instant.
But in the blink of an eye his eyes returned to their original color. The evil spirit was hidden in his body and had not yet affected his mind.
The Evil Sword and its Spirit were injured by the Dust Light Sword and Nangong Chenyu. The Evil Sword Spirit transferred some of the damage to Peng Feizhang, the tool man.
Peng Feizhang, who was already injured, suffered further injuries.
"Puff——" He spat out a mouthful of blood without any warning.
Upon seeing this, the blue-clothed male cultivator immediately stepped forward to support Peng Feizhang and asked with concern, "Master, how are you?"
Peng Feizhang opened his scarlet eyes, glanced at Nangong Chenyu, and then said to the blue-clothed male cultivator, "It's okay for the master."
When the light faded, Nangong Chenyu saw that the spirit of the evil sword was no longer as solid as before, but had become transparent.
Without waiting for Nangong Chenyu to release the sword of spiritual consciousness again, the spirit of the evil sword whooshed into the evil sword.
Although the sword of spiritual consciousness released by Nangong Chenyu failed to destroy the evil sword spirit, the aura of the evil sword spirit was much weaker than before, and it was obviously severely damaged.
Realizing that the Dust Light Sword was about to strike him again, the Evil Sword Spirit immediately controlled the Evil Sword to fly back into Peng Feizhang's hand.
Seeing this, the Chen Guang Sword also flew into Nangong Chenyu's hands.
Peng Feizhang narrowed his eyes and stared at the Chenguang Sword held in Nangong Chenyu's hand and asked, "Boy, what sword are you holding?"
The seal of the evil sword loosened many years ago. At that time, the spirit of the evil sword searched the entire sword tomb and did not find any spirit sword with a higher level than the evil sword.
The reason why the Evil Sword Spirit had lied to all the cultivators that the Dust Light Sword was a divine sword was because the Evil Sword Spirit had not sensed the existence of the sword spirit in the Dust Light Sword. It thought that the Dust Light Sword was easy to control, so it chose the Dust Light Sword among many divine swords.
result.
What the Evil Sword Spirit didn't expect was that the level of the Dust Light Sword was actually higher than that of the Evil Sword. If the Dust Light Sword had not been influenced by its master, Nangong Chenyu, the Evil Sword would have been destroyed by the Dust Light Sword in that attack just now.
"Call me old ancestor and let me hear it. Maybe I will tell you what sword I hold in my hand because you are my unworthy descendant."
Nangong Chenyu held the Chenguang Sword in his hand and pointed it at Peng Feizhang. The Dust Light Sword emitted a faint white light, dispelling the darkness.
Peng Feizhang, dressed in a black robe, had a sinister look on his face, and was obviously very angry about Nangong Chenyu's words. The evil sword he was holding tightly was emitting a strange red light, as if it could devour everything.
The two looked at each other from a distance of ten meters, and there seemed to be an electric current flashing in the air.
The invisible aura spread out around them with the two of them as the center. The male cultivator in blue was forced to retreat again and again. Seeing Ye Yishen who was not affected at all in the distance, he immediately used his body skills to approach Ye Yishen's position.
Seeing the blue-clothed male cultivator rushing towards him, Ye Yishen's eyes suddenly lit up. Having just inherited the sword technique, he was worried about having no experimental subjects!
When the blue-clothed male cultivator entered the attack range, Ye Yisheng used his first move "Falcon Piercing the Clouds" without hesitation.
Seeing the green sword energy coming towards him with unmatched force, the blue-clothed male cultivator's face instantly turned from a sinister expression to shock, and he quickly raised his sword to block it.
"Bang~" a green light exploded.
The blue-clothed male cultivator was forced to take several steps back before he could steady himself. Upon closer inspection, there were several cuts on the back of his hand.
"Come again." Ye Yishen glanced at the sword in his hand with sparkling eyes and continued to perform the first move "Falcon Piercing the Clouds".
The blue-clothed male cultivator snorted coldly and swung his sword to block.
The green sword light collided with the golden sword light, and the two men each took two steps back.
Although they seemed evenly matched, Ye Yishen, who actually had less combat experience, was not as good as the male cultivator in blue. The reason for the draw was that Ye Yishen's sword techniques and spiritual sword were more advanced than those of the male cultivator in blue.
This shows the importance of equipment.
The other side.
After staring at each other for ten seconds, Nangong Chenyu rushed towards Peng Feizhang like lightning, the dust sword flashing, cutting through the night sky, bringing up a sharp sword energy, sweeping towards Peng Feizhang.
Peng Feizhang did not move, but just lightly swung the evil sword, and a red sword energy rushed towards the attack of the dust sword.
The two sword energies collided in the air, causing a deafening roar. The red evil energy and the white positive energy interacted with each other, forming a huge air wave that spread in all directions.
After the gust of air passed, Nangong Chenyu seemed to be standing there unharmed. In fact, a fishy and sweet taste rushed to his throat and he swallowed it without leaving a trace.
The gap in cultivation is not so easy to cross.
If Nangong Chenyu had the cultivation base of the Golden Core Stage, his blood and energy would definitely not have surged with just one move.
Unlike Nangong Chenyu, Peng Feizhang was truly unharmed.
"Arrogant boy, nothing more than that!"
Having said that, Peng Feizhang couldn't hide his fear when he looked at Chen Guangjian. He was not injured, but the evil sword was slightly damaged by the previous attack.
Peng Feizhang put away the evil sword and used the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage towards Nangong Chenyu while also launching magical attacks at Nangong Chenyu.
Nangong Chenyu, whose spiritual consciousness has recovered to the Nascent Soul stage, was not affected by Peng Feizhang's pressure at all. Relying on his divine steps, Nangong Chenyu dodged every magical attack.
"Boom boom boom~" The sound of magic spells falling on the stone wall was endless.
Fortunately, the stone walls in the sword tomb were protected by laws, and the attack launched by Peng Feizhang did not destroy the sword marks left by the sword cultivator on the stone walls.
While dodging, Nangong Chenyu found an opportunity for a sneak attack and cut off the finger on which Peng Feizhang was wearing the space ring with a sword.
He stretched out his hand and sucked, and just before his finger flew into Nangong Chenyu's hand, a red light flew out from the space ring.
Holding his finger, Nangong Chenyu directly put it into his personal space, isolating the connection between the space ring and Peng Feizhang.
In order to prevent Peng Feizhang from putting away the evil sword again, Nangong Chenyu continuously displayed various sword skills. The sword light of Chen Guang was like a dragon emerging from the sea or a phoenix dancing in the sky, and every attack was filled with endless power.
Peng Feizhang, on the other hand, relied on his own strength to continuously resolve Nangong Chenyu's attacks and waited for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.
The two men fought back and forth, switching between offense and defense, and the battle scene was extremely exciting.
While fighting with Peng Feizhang, Nangong Chenyu also paid some attention to Ye Yishen's situation. After seeing through his spiritual sense that Ye Yisheng had dealt with the blue-clothed male cultivator, Nangong Chenyu focused all his energy on destroying the evil sword.
But as time went by, Nangong Chenyu gradually felt overwhelmed. The spiritual energy in his body was consumed faster and faster, while Peng Feizhang seemed to have an endless supply of spiritual energy to support him.
Knowing that this was not a solution, Nangong Chenyu thought of the Huiling Red Fruit that his elder brother had given him. He immediately took out a Huiling Red Fruit and swallowed it.
A moment.
All the spiritual energy he had consumed was restored.
With abundant spiritual energy support, Nangong Chenyu immediately condensed all the spiritual energy in his body on the Chenguang Sword, and then performed his strongest swordsmanship - "Light of Dawn"!
The Dust Sword suddenly burst into dazzling light, as bright and dazzling as the rising sun. A huge white sword light cut through the night sky and headed straight for Peng Feizhang!
Peng Feizhang was shocked when he saw this.
He hurriedly swung the evil sword to try to block the powerful attack.
However, the attack launched by Nangong Chenyu this time was too powerful and the evil sword could not resist it at all. There was a loud bang, and the evil sword was hit by the white sword light. At the same time, Peng Feizhang was also hit by this powerful force and flew backwards!
"Bang~" Peng Feizhang fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
When the light faded, the evil sword had broken into several pieces, and the sword body had changed from the enchanting red to silver-white.
"Puff——" Peng Feizhang spat out a large mouthful of blood again.
His eyes now returned to their normal color and it was clear that he had regained consciousness. However, he had voluntarily become a slave of the evil sword, and he had all the memories of being controlled by the evil sword.
Naturally, he hated Nangong Chenyu for ruining his plans. He struggled to raise his head and looked at Nangong Chenyu, his eyes filled with unwillingness and cruelty.
Nangong Chenyu, who had experienced countless battles, saw the look in Peng Feizhang's eyes and guessed that he wanted to self-destruct. For those who want to self-destruct, Nangong Chenyu will never give them the opportunity to do so.
An invisible sword of spiritual consciousness rushed into Peng Feizhang's forehead.
The next moment, Peng Feizhang's eyes widened and he lay on the ground motionless, as if he had no breath.
Suddenly, a Nascent Soul flew out from Peng Feizhang's abdomen. Nangong Chenyu, who had been prepared, swung his sword at it mercilessly and sent out the Thunder God Flame at the same time.
The eyes of Peng Feizhang's Nascent Soul were bloodshot, and he had already become an evil infant. Whether it is the sword energy emitted by the Chen Guang Sword or the Yan Lei Divine Flame, they can restrain evil spirits.
The palm-sized evil infant was cut by the sword energy, leaving a deep sword mark on its body. Before it could escape, it was enveloped by the Flame of Thunder God.
Nangong Chenyu swung his sword three times in succession before he cut the evil infant in half.
Letting the Flame of Thunder God burn the Evil Infant and the broken Evil Sword, Nangong Chenyu took out the Soul-Replenishing Pill from the Space Ring. But before he could open the porcelain bottle, he felt a pain in his head, his vision blurred, and he fell straight to the ground.
Seeing this, Ye Yishen, who had been watching the fight from the side after dealing with the blue-clothed male cultivator, quickly used his spiritual energy to hold Nangong Chenyu back to prevent him from falling to the ground.
After Nangong Chenyu fainted last time, Ye Yishen seemed very calm this time. He quickly ran to Nangong Chenyu and half-hugged Nangong Chenyu.
After sweeping away the gravel on the ground, he sat down holding Nangong Chenyu. Then he took the porcelain bottle from Nangong Chenyu's hand, poured out a soul-replenishing pill and gave it to Nangong Chenyu to take.
Putting away the porcelain bottle, he examined Nangong Chenyu's body.
There were more than thirty wounds of varying sizes just in terms of external injuries. Nangong Chenyu also suffered internal injuries, and there was no trace of spiritual energy left in his dantian.
It can be seen that in order to kill Peng Feizhang and destroy the evil sword, Nangong Chenyu paid a huge price.
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