All the killing puppets seemed to have been evaporated. As long as they touched the sword realm, they would all be crushed and destroyed.
"Hahaha, killing, good, good killing!"
Watching Su Lingfeng wantonly killing his killing puppets, the God of Killing was extremely excited.
Because the more Su Lingfeng kills, the stronger his power will become.
But before he could be happy for long, he saw Su Lingfeng slash out with his sword again.
"Kill Jin!"
A sword energy with rules came from behind and entered the realm of swordsmanship, slashing towards the God of Killing.
When he was at level ten, he used the method of burning his life and temporarily possessed the strength of level eleven. He then knocked the God of War away and almost killed him.
Now the sword swung by the eleventh-level clone is almost as powerful as the one he used to kill the God of War that day, or even more powerful, because Su Lingfeng also added the sword technique of heaven and earth.
And just after the two moves were launched together, Su Lingfeng suddenly had a hint of inspiration and enlightenment in his heart, thinking that perhaps the two moves could be combined.
Fighting is the most powerful way to improve your strength. This sentence is truly a wise saying. At this time, thoughts kept emerging in Su Lingfeng's mind, and he actually entered a state of combat enlightenment.
After slashing out with the sword, Su Lingfeng did not stop, but continued to swing the sword, sometimes using the Seventh Level Sword Dao, the Sword Dao of Heaven and Earth.
Sometimes it is to use the Eightfold Swordsmanship to kill Jin.
Continue to integrate according to the insights in your mind.
But Su Lingfeng did have an epiphany, but it frightened the God of Killing.
This single strike could make him feel the threat of annihilation, and now what did he see? That guy was swinging his sword like crazy, every strike a life-threatening blow!
"Killing Barrier!"
The God of Killing quickly condensed his killing power to form a barrier in front of him.
However, this barrier couldn't even withstand Su Lingfeng's sword. It was torn into pieces easily as if it were made of paper.
"Killing Fang!"
Seeing that he was unable to resist, the God of Killing took out his supreme artifact.
Most of the first-class gods with combat power, such as the God of Slaughter and the God of War, have supreme artifacts as their trump cards.
The supreme artifact of the God of Slaughter is an offensive supreme artifact.
"boom!"
The Killing Fang collided head-on with the first Killing Ashes. At the moment of collision, the rules began to flow, impacting and merging with each other, causing the space there to distort.
“Crack!”
Suddenly, a crack appeared on the Killing Fang.
"The Killing Fang is actually broken!"
The Killing God behind was stunned. This was the supreme artifact, a transcendent artifact, a regular artifact, yet it actually had a crack.
Although the killing fang was broken, it fortunately blocked the first ray of killing embers.
But this is only the first sword, there will be many more to come.
One sword, two swords, three swords... Every time a sword was blocked, a crack appeared on the body of the Killing Fang.
This killing fang is indeed a very powerful artifact, which continuously blocked more than ten trump card sword moves launched by Su Lingfeng.
At a certain moment, Su Lingfeng's aura suddenly changed, as if it was sublimated. His whole body was filled with the rhythm of Taoism, sometimes extremely sharp, sometimes elegant and gentle.
"It's done!"
Su Lingfeng was pleasantly surprised that the seventh and eighth levels of swordsmanship had merged into one.
"The sword is destroyed!"
As the sword was drawn, the way of sword descended, and the rules flowed, filling the heaven and earth. The body of the God of Slaughter seemed to have become the realm of the way of sword, shrouded by the rules of the way of sword, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape.
"boom!"
Even that supreme artifact was completely shattered by this sword and dissipated in the air.
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