The power of the spine sword in Xu Fu's hand was extremely sinister; it possessed a power of devouring.
The blade's energy clashed with the spine sword, and ninety percent of its power was absorbed by the blade.
With a flick of Xu Fu's hand, the spine sword, like a serpent, hurtled straight toward Yang Cheng. The tiny head on the sword's tip suddenly opened its mouth and bit at Yang Cheng's neck!
Yang Cheng snorted coldly, his three-pointed double-edged sword lightly flicking at close range, the trident sword directly piercing into the middle of the small head's eye socket, and then suddenly twisting!
A powerful force suddenly came, and Xu Fu was pulled back by it.
He was a Qi cultivator, and his physical cultivation was not strong to begin with. At this moment, he could not withstand the power transmitted from dozens of feet away.
Xu Fu suddenly released the spine sword, and a black light shot into it from his hand.
The next moment, the bone swords exploded, each bone segment bearing a bone spike that flew towards Yang Cheng!
Bloodlust filled the air around Yang Cheng. The Bloodlust God's Dharma Image had just condensed when it exploded. The enormous explosive force shook the surrounding area, and all the bone spikes melted away.
Xu Fu himself was almost blown away by this force, but at that moment, he suddenly felt a sensation in his heart.
"Please turn around, baby!"
The moment that sound came, Xu Fu felt a chill run down his neck.
His head was severed off and fell to the ground, where it instantly shrank and withered, exactly like the small head on the spine sword before, with three eye-shaped pits in the center of its forehead.
But the next moment, the flesh on Xu Fu's neck began to writhe, and another head grew out, wet and covered in blood.
Yang Cheng, holding the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, walked out of the blood-fiend storm and frowned as he looked at Xu Fu.
Needless to say, the speed of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was so great that it beheaded Xu Fu before he could even react.
However, this guy's life core is not on his head, which makes things a bit tricky. The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife seems to be useless now.
"A celestial treasure! This is definitely a celestial treasure!"
Xu Fu's face revealed a look of desire and greed. His white robe began to swell and tear, revealing a terrifying body.
His body seemed to be filled with the bodies of countless people, then squeezed together, like a can.
Yang Cheng could see human heads, hands, feet, and even hair, densely packed, which sent chills down his spine.
This terrifying body grew larger and larger, like a mountain of piled-up corpses, and in an instant it swelled to a size of several tens of feet.
Yang Cheng could even clearly see that each of the heads on this mountain of corpses had a vertical eye on its forehead!
Yang Cheng's heart stirred, and he suddenly thought of something.
The most obvious sign of the lineage of Qingyuan Daomiao Zhenjun is the third eye. Each of these heads has a vertical eye on it. Could this be related to that?
Before Yang Cheng could think any further, the mountain of corpses was already crashing down on him.
Xu Fu casually drew two long rib-shaped swords from the mountain of corpses and slashed at Yang Cheng with a surge of bloodlust.
"With your current inhuman, ghost-like appearance, you think you can become an immortal? You don't even have a chance to become a demon!"
Yang Cheng slashed horizontally with his three-pointed double-edged sword, the fierce blade light tearing the bone sword apart, but his body was blasted backward.
After transforming into this mountain of corpses, Xu Fu's power became astonishing.
"What do mortals know? If you want to become an immortal, you must first shed your mortal body in order to attain the supreme and transcendent realm of immortals!"
Since this mortal body will inevitably fade away, what difference does it make what form it takes to transform into?
Xu Fu's chest throbbed, and thousands of bone spurs, carrying immense power of blood and qi, shot towards Yang Cheng like a storm!
Yang Cheng wielded his three-pointed, double-edged sword, the blade's light swirling like a giant tornado, tearing apart all the bone spikes.
With a single step, Yang Cheng's blood and qi surged wildly, and he charged straight at Xu Fu with a fierce edge.
The three-pointed double-edged sword slashed directly into the massive mountain of flesh, yet not a drop of blood flowed out.
Whether it's broken bones or torn flesh, they can wriggle and continue to heal.
Yang Cheng frowned slightly, lightly touched his forehead with his Heavenly Eye, and instantly the faint light of the Heavenly Eye shone on Xu Fu.
Under the watchful eye of Heaven, Yang Cheng was surprised to see countless wronged souls wailing inside Xu Fu's body.
This guy not only refined these bodies into his own body, but also refined countless wronged souls into his own body!
Yang Cheng beheaded Xu Fu, or tore him apart with a single blow, but what he actually killed were the vengeful spirits that Xu Fu had refined into his body.
The most distinctive feature of his supernatural power is that he can use the wronged souls within his body to die in place of him, while his own three souls and seven spirits are hidden within his enormous body, constantly shifting and dodging.
Just as Xu Fu himself said, his physical body was something he could easily give up.
With his Heavenly Eye focused on the soul within Xu Fu's body, Yang Cheng's eyes shone brightly, and his soul-capturing power suddenly erupted!
Xu Fu never expected that Yang Cheng, a cultivator with an incredibly strong physical body and powerful close combat abilities, would also be proficient in the secret techniques of the soul.
Without warning, his soul was suddenly and severely damaged.
As the three-pointed double-edged sword struck, Xu Fu's soul was unable to shift in time, and Yang Cheng directly severed one of his souls!
Instantly, large amounts of corpses began to roll down from the mountain of corpses, making the entire mountain appear smaller.
Xu Fu roared, and a huge hole split open in the middle of the mountain of corpses. Boundless black mist emerged from it, enveloping Yang Cheng, and countless hands also rushed towards him.
But at this moment, Yang Cheng did not confront Xu Fu head-on. Although the mountain of corpses was enormous, Yang Cheng's figure was even more agile.
Using the Blood Fiend God's Dharma Form to block the black death aura and those giant hands, Yang Cheng's figure kept leaping around Xu Fu, finally giving him another opportunity to use Soul Seizure to fix Xu Fu's soul. With the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, two of Xu Fu's seven souls were gone!
Xu Fu was now genuinely panicked.
He didn't care about the physical loss.
The First Emperor was transformed into a strange, unrecognizable human-skinned monster by him, while Xu Fu was even more ruthless to himself, directly transforming his own body into a mountain of corpses.
In any case, he was going to have to give up this body sooner or later anyway.
However, to ascend to immortality, one must preserve one's three souls and seven spirits. Now, two of his seven spirits have been killed by Yang Cheng, which will affect his ascension to immortality!
The enormous mountain of flesh stopped fighting Yang Cheng and instead began to wriggle rapidly, fleeing into the Epang Palace.
Yang Cheng's body surged with bloodlust, and boundless bloodlust sword energy danced, trying to stop Xu Fu, but Xu Fu didn't care at all, letting the bloodlust sword energy bombard his body.
Just then, Xiang Yu suddenly lifted a huge cauldron several meters high and smashed it down, sending the mountain of corpses flying.
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