Invincible from the bad guy Hades

Chapter 152 Heavenly Sword Song Que
The sun is shining brightly, the belly is white like a fish in the morning, and the young leaves are drooping.

Song Family, Sharpening Hall.

There are eight knives enshrined in the sandalwood ancestral hall, which are as bright as new after being wiped, with a little cold light shining in the sun.

There are horse-cutting broadswords two feet long, Narcissus swords as small as a woman's moth eyebrows, nine-ring tiger-headed Bawang swords, curved swords that cry blood on a full moon, and simple rusty swords...

None of these knives are the same, but each one has killed countless blood, and each one has a brilliant and dazzling record behind it, ending the lives of countless masters.

All of these knives have followed a person, and accompanied by the owner of the knives, he moved to the Central Plains and Nanling, and no one can thwart his edge.

The master of the sword practiced the sword at the age of five and worked day and night.

Not only fast, but also fierce.

At the age of 15, he has mastered swordsmanship.

It doesn't matter if anyone just needs a knife.

Then he easily became No.1 in Nanling, the world-sealed sword.

Later, the master of the sword traveled to the Central Plains, challenged heroes from all walks of life with a sword in his hand, and defeated the No. [-] sword in the world at that time in his weak crown.

The sky knife breaks the domineering knife with arrogance and arrogance.

In the following ten years, he had three more titles recognized by the world.

Sky Knife.

The invincible knife in the world.

The best swordsman in the world.

The master of the knife, his life is full of legends. He has challenged the great master, defeated the leader of the evil and the righteous, and chased and killed the evil king.

Fighting on the battlefield and stepping into the rivers and lakes, he has achieved a generation of masters with both martial arts and military skills, and has also become the king of Nanling under the separatist rule of the feudal town!
All kinds of brilliant achievements.

But now, the master of the sword is approaching forty years, and the eight swords that accompanied him to conquer the world's heroes are becoming more and more difficult to find an opponent worthy of the sword, so the sword cannot be released.

But now, he suddenly lost confidence. He used to hold a knife with a big hand that was stable, but now it is difficult to sharpen a toy wooden knife with a handle.

All the confidence melted away in front of the child in front of him.

A very weird and handsome child, with fur and horns, and an inexplicable yin.

This child has a unique temperament that no one can imitate or possess, that is, the extreme temperament that is both indulgent and restrained, rational and ruthless, persistent and domineering.In his body, everything is relative, but they all blend together reasonably, forming his most unique temperament.

Regardless of appearance or temperament, it is unforgettable at a glance and shocking.

The middle-aged man in white withdrew his astonished gaze, turned his back to the scorching sun, and lay quietly on the futon, his hands covered with scabbards slowly sharpened the wooden knife in his hand, with a devout and focused attitude, as if he had fallen into an obsession with faith.

"You came earlier than expected." The middle-aged man in white said plainly.

He sat quietly, with a tall and burly figure, while talking, while sharpening the toy wooden knife in his hand, the blade gradually took shape.

"It's not too late, I just came to collect your heavenly knife." Zhu Yougui smiled briskly, and at the same time looked at the man in white in front of him.

He finally saw the Heavenly Sword that he had always wanted to see.

The first thing that catches the eyes is a handsome and flawless face. Under the thick and clear eyebrows, there is a pair of shining and shining eyes like jewels. The eyes are calm and melancholy, and they are calm and composed at times. It is as if it encompasses the will of the common people in the world.

Song Que's temples were slightly frosted, but he surprisingly didn't show signs of aging at all. On the contrary, he gave Tiandao the aristocratic style of a high-ranking family, a kind of demeanor of a Confucian scholar.

The breath on his body is light, not as deep as mountains and seas, but it is deeply integrated with nature, as if the heaven and earth are one with him.It covered up his shocking saber intent that I didn't express, returning to the basics.

From Zhu Yougui's perception, Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, is not only not daunting and unattainable, but also as friendly as a gentleman of Lin Quan, a friend of bamboo and stone.A well-proportioned and graceful body shape is like a bamboo, a standing posture like a stone, a faint breath like a spring, and a straight and calm mind like a forest.

There is no legendary arrogance, no weird demeanor of a top master.

He sat in front of Zhu Yougui, with a gentle and gentle breath, like a family member greeting each other.

After hearing Zhu Yougui's words, Song Que was not annoyed, and said flatly:

"Mr. Song already knows the purpose of Emperor Underworld's trip. The Central Plains is the world of Central Plains people. The Li family is mere foreign blood, and it is not worthy of getting involved in the supreme authority. Song can agree to ally with Emperor Underworld."

"No, no, what I want is not an alliance, but a real national unification!" Zhu Yougui shook his head, looking firmly at Song Que.

If Zhu Yougui wants to rule the world, it is impossible to sit back and watch the Nanling separatist regime.

"Hehehe, Underworld Emperor has such a big appetite."

Song Que abandoned the wooden knife and stood up suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, piercing Zhu Yougui's eyes as sharp as a knife, and said coldly:

"Since this is the case, how dare Underworld Emperor make a promise of nine swords with someone? If you win, everything is up to you."

"I've heard for a long time that Song Que's Eight Swords of Heaven are unparalleled in the world and invincible in all directions." Zhu Yougui smiled at Zhuo Li with his hands behind his back, and then cupped his hands to invite:
"Please enlighten me."

This attitude says it all.

Fight if you want!
"it is good!"

Song Que's eyes lit up, he waved his hand casually, and in the inner hall of the Knife Sharpening Hall, an electric knife shot out and entered his hand instantly.

As soon as he touched it, the thick-backed huge long knife trembled like a dragon's poison, which lasted for a long time.

This thick-backed long knife has no handle, like a long piece of steel, with a gap at the end for the grip.The knife has no point, straight as a cut, and its thickness is like a saber, but its width is slightly reduced, and its length is superior.

It seems that this is not a knife, but a ferocious black dragon coming out of the abyss.

And it is the black dragon held in the hands of Song Que, the sky knife.

With a knife in his hand, Song Que's whole body changed, his aura gradually rose, like a mountain, like the sky.He is completely in the state of looking down on all living beings, the coercion is invisible, but it is suffocating, and no one can look up.Can't resist.

This is the legendary Invincible Heavenly Sword.

Heavenly Sword Song Que.

"Emperor Hades, please be careful, otherwise the Sharpening Hall will be the place where you drink your hatred."

Song Que swung his hand casually, the movement was very slow, but he swung the tip of the knife with the tail, reflecting the soundless horse training.

Afterwards, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, and then suddenly the sky and the earth became silent, and after a short while, a bright sword light pierced the sky, and a hurricane in the sky suddenly set off along the way, destroying the eaves of the Sharpening Hall, and chopping up waves in the surrounding space.

It shows the strength of this knife, the god of this knife.

Seeing this miraculous slash, the surrounding space couldn't hold it up, and there was an embarrassing buzzing sound.

"As expected of a Heavenly Sword."

Facing the mountainous pressure, Zhu Yougui, and the glow of the knife stabbing his skin all the time before the knife arrived, made his whole body full of enthusiasm, fighting like a dragon, and he immediately laughed happily.

"Try it too, my Xuantian battle body!"

Suddenly, Zhu Yougui's eyes shot out scarlet light, and his whole body exuded a thick Nine Nether Black Qi, like awe-inspiring divine power, like a demon descending into the world.

But at the next moment, the five fingers rotated and clenched suddenly, the fist intent was accumulated to the extreme in an instant, and the fist condensed by Jiuyou black energy bombarded the sky-shattering sword light in front of him.

If it is said that Song Que's first strike came like a raging wave breaking a dike and a flood.

Then Zhu Yougui's fist is the Dinghaishenzhen, the town of Wuyou, the abyss of darkness, which can swallow all the impacts of the sky and the world.

Under this punch, the air flow gushed out like a tsunami, and the space suddenly trembled, as if it was going to be shattered at any moment.

boom! !

no doubt.

Under this punch, Song Que's saber melted layer by layer like snow under the scorching sun.

In this first head-on confrontation, it was easily blocked.

Tiandao Song Que glanced at it, remained calm, and with a casual move, another small knife, like a woman's crescent eyebrow, shot into his hand.

Another saber is ready to slash out. When it is cast, it looks like an immortal riding the wind, mist and cloud shadows, with a myriad of moods and exquisiteness.

The fairy looks like a magician, wielding a knife to suppress demons.

But Zhu Yougui couldn't understand the amorous feelings, so he jumped up in a flash, and gave another rough and violent punch.

Boom, the flower is destroyed by a hot hand, and the Faxiang collapses immediately.

Song Que's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his blood was surging. The terrifying saber broke through the sky.

In the knife, use the mind to focus on it, and follow it with your hand. Every time you strike a knife, your whole body follows it, and the human sword becomes one.

Among them are immortals fishing for the moon, powerfully splitting Huashan Mountain, dragons flying nine heavens, and snakes diving deep into the ground... There are eight knives in the Modaotang, and each of the knives in Song Que's hands can have another mechanism, offering sacrifices to each other. There are different sword intents and methods.

It proved that Song Que had a deep understanding of swords.

"Good come!"

Zhu Yougui stomped his feet, and the ground under his feet exploded, and countless mud splashed in all directions.

And his whole body flew into the sky with the black air, suddenly lifted up and stepped into the air, and suddenly fell in the air, falling down like a meteorite.

Bring out the magic face of the skull sky, punch out!
Every punch that breaks through the air condenses an abyssal skull, devouring a shocking sword intent like a wolf like a tiger.

There is a soul and a sword, but there is no intention without a sword.

In an instant, the eight knives in Song Que's hands rotted and shattered, turning into billowing debris and dust.

Zhu Yougui fell from the sky, his clothes fluttering, and his hands behind his back are outstanding.

Facing Song Que, he raised his fist holding the magical aspect of the sky high, and the magic power was overwhelming, as if sweeping across the magnificent abyss and long river, he shouted loudly:
"Today, I bestowed the Heavenly Saber a defeat!"

This punch was fierce and domineering, and the fist of the ten-meter-long magic face was like a mountain and heavy mountain, and it smashed down with unparalleled force, with a mighty and terrifying momentum.In an instant, the wind swept across the sky, gathered in this punch, and attacked Song Que.

The whole body is locked, and there is no way to retreat.

Song Que's face was resolute and unyielding, he raised his whole body shield and made a final struggle.

boom!
The earth-shattering giant's fist left a three-foot-deep hole on the ground, and the huge hole spanned more than ten meters across the plowed field.

The smoke and soil scattered inside, and the surrounding buildings were implicated and destroyed.

Song Que's body was also hit hard, and he flew out, knocking down the courtyard wall, and fell into the courtyard of a wealthy family. His back hit the rockery, and the rockery was instantly shattered by the strength of his bodyguard. , burst open.

There is no doubt that Song Que was defeated in this confrontation.

Song Zhi and Song Lu, who were watching the battle from a distance, saw the scene in front of them, and sighed in their hearts, which was expected.

There are also some disciples of the Song family who saw the defeat of their patriarch, whom they respected like gods, and their hearts were bitter, and their unbelievable beliefs collapsed at this moment.

Tiandao lost!

Broken King Kong is indeed invincible in the world.

"Hey, why is Tiandao so hard to think about it? My lord is the Shattered King Kong, the best in the world. This defeat will probably create demons, and it will be difficult to improve for life." The groom Xu Kaishan squatted on the ground, also looking at the battlefield with piercing eyes, gossiping. .

Hearing this, the two brothers Song Zhi, Song Lu and Song Lu were sweating in fear, secretly swearing and praying, hoping that the eldest brother would never leave behind his demons.

"Tiandao, you lost."

Zhu Yougui walked towards the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He clearly only walked three or four steps, but stepped across a space of more than ten feet and stepped into the courtyard.

With a bang, the broken tile was pushed away heavily.

A figure stood upright like a sharp knife, with disheveled hair and vomiting blood, his face was bloody and withered, but he suddenly roared proudly, and shouted at Zhu Yougui:

"No, the Heavenly Knife has not been defeated yet! There is still the last knife."

"But you don't have a knife anymore." Zhu Yougui pointed to the fragments of the knife on the ground in the distance.

"Hahaha, if there is a knife in your heart, where is there no knife?" Under Song Que's disheveled face, his eyes, which shone like the brightest starlight in the dark night sky, glowed wildly, but his flawless face was as plain as water, and his aura was also Such as the ancient well does not wave.

He stretched out his hand, put the wooden knife that had just been carved into his hand, held the horizontal knife, and said lightly:
"The last knife, I will use it to compete with Emperor Hades!"

"Wooden knife? Interesting."

Zhu Yougui didn't mean to underestimate him at all, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his whole body couldn't help but be ready.

Because at this moment, Song Que, who had shot eight times in a row, was full of aura, which was already beyond the threshold. Song Que at this time was several times stronger than Ning Daoqi and Bi Xuan. the strongest.

Approaching the level of the pinnacle of the Great Heaven, he touched the threshold of the Broken King Kong.

But in the late stage of the Great Heaven, it is the ultimate combat power that the space of this world can accommodate. At this time, what Zhu Yougui exploded is the combat power of this realm.

I am afraid that Song Que's ninth strike will be the strongest and the most shocking final strike.

Song Que's ninth saber was constantly rising, and this saber had already filled everyone's mind and vision.

And when the saber reached its peak, it seemed as if it pierced the sky, the Milky Way poured down, and the infinite waves rolled, pouring down to the nine heavens, flowing towards Zhu Yougui.

The power of this style may not be as frightening as the previous eight knives, but it comes in waves one after another, and the aura of the knife keeps coming like a wolf beating, endlessly and continuously.

But at this moment, Zhu Yougui felt as if he had become a small boat on the sea.

The waves are beating, and the undercurrent is surging.

Dangdang! !

It is said to be one knife, but in fact it is a Guiyiyi knife that implies eighty kinds of knife style changes.

Zhu Yougui only blocked the first 49 surges of sword intent, and then his eyes couldn't see clearly, and the remaining dozens have been chopped on his Jiuyou battle body filled with black energy.

There was a clanging sound, and the flames splashed.

The surrounding air space is in chaos, like the beginning of chaos.

The three people watching the battle had already raised their voices to their hearts. Three pairs of eyes and the entire Song family's children were watching, eagerly waiting.

Want to see who wins?
When the countless sword glows dissipated, two figures stood proudly.

Song Que stood there, holding a wooden knife in front of Zhu Yougui's head, and the knife aura attacked.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Song family immediately exclaimed, and said happily: "The Heavenly Sword won! Our Patriarch won!"

"Okay, okay, as expected of my elder brother, the Heavenly Saber defeated the Broken King Kong!" Song Lu pinched his beard and laughed, his eyebrows were beaming, which was really a surprise.

My big brother is awesome!The undefeated myth of Tiandao continues.

Only Xu Kaishan frowned deeply, and there was a faint golden light in his eyes as he continued to observe the battlefield. He couldn't believe that his boss would lose, and his lips moved:
"Not right."

"Heh, you little groom, what do you know?" Song Lu said disdainfully.

"Stupid bug, go and see for yourself." Xu Kaishan smiled indifferently, and said coldly with his arms folded around his chest.

"you!"

Song Lu's violent temper just wanted to rush forward to teach this ignorant groom a lesson, but Song Zhi stopped him, and said very cautiously and nervously:

"This person is right. Look, there seems to be a change on the battlefield!"

Hearing this, Song Lu's whole body trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly approached and turned his cloudy old eyes to the battlefield.

In the middle of the battlefield, Song Que's hands trembled slightly. After everyone approached, they realized that the wooden knife was not on Zhu Yougui's forehead.

but impressively
Being held in the mouth by Zhu Yougui!

At this time, Zhu Yougui's body was filled with black energy, and the violent thunder energy on his body intertwined with the black energy of Jiuyou, which was as dark as an abyss. The devil is like a god!

It was terrifying for a moment.

Zhu Yougui's teeth were filled with thunder and lightning qi and Jiuyou black qi, which continuously corroded the sword's sword light on the knife, and at the same time bit the tip of the wooden knife tightly, making Song Que unable to move at all.

Zhu Yougui bit the wooden knife, and still had time to show a smile to everyone.

Then, the lower jaw suddenly exerted force, and it closed up and down!
Click.

When everyone in the Song family heard a broken sound that they never wanted to hear, countless pieces of wood floated down, so pale and powerless.

The hundreds of spectators on the school field were shocked, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Song Que stared blankly at the broken knife in his hand, and was in a daze for a long time, as if he was still immersed in Zhu Yougui's terrifying teeth.

After a while, Song Que finally came back to his senses, his eyes were gloomy, and he said with a wry smile: "Underworld Emperor, good teeth!"

(End of this chapter)