Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 209: Lord Bone Sacrifice

"go with!"

Slowly raising his left hand, he controlled the seven giant swords from a distance. A look of determination flashed across the eyes of the Sword Master, and he waved his sleeves violently.

The seven-star giant sword that gathered all the disciples and elders of Wanjiang Pavilion, including all his fighting spirit, shot at the sword bone sitting on the Bone Throne at an extremely terrifying speed.

Wherever the Seven-Star Giant Sword passed by, even the solid space collapsed, creating a hundred-foot-long vacuum zone. Even the air could not withstand the pressure of this tyrannical sword energy and directly swayed into nothingness.

Feeling the power of the seven-star giant sword, there was a trace of surprise on Jian Gu's face, but soon, a cold smile replaced the surprise: "You have even used the sect-protecting formation. It seems that you are really at your wits' end and are planning to take advantage of the situation. ”

"If it were a four-star Dou Zun, he might be a little wary, but it's a pity that you met me."

"Forget it, after you die, I will take charge of Wanjiang Pavilion and I will definitely change your appearance, Jie Jie!"

As he spoke, Jian Gu raised his left arm and extended a finger toward the distance, "Ten Thousand Bones Devouring Sword!"

In an instant, the skulls and bones that were pressed under the Bone Throne were pulled out one after another, and attacked the Seven-Star Giant Sword with howling ghosts.

The overwhelming bones and skeletons are like a tight net covering the Seven-Star Giant Sword, and they are like locusts, adhering to the sword body. Even if the sword energy is swept away, it is difficult to drive them away.

When Master Jian saw this, his heart sank, secretly thinking that something was wrong!

Before he could make a countermeasure, the former was already holding the power of space and suddenly grasped it!
Bone explosion!

All the skulls and bones attached to the Seven-Star Giant Sword exploded.

The seven-star giant sword screamed sadly, and was instantly shattered by the majestic sword evil hidden under the bones, turning into energy fragments that filled the sky, and then returned to nothingness.

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The sword array was destroyed, and the faces of thousands of disciples and elders of Wanjiang Pavilion turned pale, and soon a mouthful of blood spurted out.

As the main body of the formation eye, Master Jian suffered most of the damage, and his body was directly blasted into the ground by the terrifying residual power, creating a deep pit of tens of feet.

"Ahem." Master Jian covered his chest and struggled to hold up his thin body, his breath was extremely weak.

Jian Gu looked at everyone in Wanjiang Pavilion with an indifferent look.

A ferocious smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth, and murderous intentions arose: "Since you would rather die than surrender to me, then you will become one of these thousands of bones and souls, and be controlled by me for the rest of your life!"

Perhaps forced by the threat of death, the two embarrassed elders knelt down and begged for mercy, begging the sword bones to spare their lives.

When Master Jian, who was dragging his wounded body with him, saw the two elders in high positions taking the lead in surrendering to the enemy, he suddenly became furious: "Jian Ming! Jian Tuo! Can you two still have some backbone?"

When the two elders Jian Ming and Jian Tuo heard this severe reprimand, they did not feel much shame. They retorted sarcastically: "Do you really want everyone to follow you and die?"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the entire Wanjiang Pavilion were instantly shaken.

Who wants to die?
Second Elder Jian Ming's villainous face first glanced at everyone, then raised his head to look at the blood-armored figure in the distance, with flattering eyes and flattering hands: "Who are willing to join us in serving the Lord Bone Sacrifice?"

The fourth elder Jian Tuo continued what he was saying, inciting the hesitant elders, priests, and disciples: "The opportunity to survive is right in front of you. Whether you can seize it or not depends on yourselves."

After speaking clearly about the interests and dangers, several Wanjiange elders and disciples stood in the lineup of surrenderers, and this trend became more and more intense, with more and more people choosing to survive and surrender to the Lord Bone Sacrifice.

Master Jian's face was gloomy and helpless. Human nature is indeed like this, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

After all, for most short-sighted people, following the losing side is a serious disaster. If you follow the trend, you can still save your life by following the Ming Tuo elders.

Who will be in charge of Wanjiang Pavilion has nothing to do with them.

After all, they are still weak.Thinking about this, Master Jian no longer complained in anger, smiled with relief, and then turned his eyes to where Yang Shou was retreating.

The latter didn't show up for a long time, probably because he planned to sit back and watch.

Can't blame others.

The Bone Sacrifice Master has the strength of the Seven-Star Dou Master, and if he reluctantly accepts the challenge, he will lose his life.

Seeing that the situation was completely in his favor, Jiangu on the Bone Throne couldn't help but clapped his hands and laughed: "Junior brother, Wanjiang Pavilion, which you have been running for half your life, is more fragile than you imagined. How do you feel?"

The Sword Master sneered repeatedly without responding, his eyes showing determination. Just when he was about to self-destruct, a cold sword sound suddenly sounded.

"With such a good show, I, the sword head, cannot be absent."

A faint laugh came.

Dressed in a white robe, he suddenly appeared in the air, his figure flashing, constantly closing the distance with the Bone Sacrifice Master.

The sharp sword energy between heaven and earth reached its peak the moment he appeared.

Yang Shou looked at Jian Gu sitting upright above the bone throne, and frankly revealed the opponent's conspiracy: "Jian Ming, Jian Tuo and I should be the chess pieces you have prepared for a long time. They are used to break people's hearts and divide the members of Wan Jiang Pavilion to help you complete the task." Master the goal of Wanjiange."

After saying this, the expressions of the two elders Jian Ming and Jian Tuo changed slightly, but they still maintained a calm appearance on the surface. They were still old monsters after all, and they had the ability to calm their minds.

After learning the truth, the powerful men of Wanjiange and a group of elites who had not yet rebelled became even more furious. In their clenched fists, their nails were almost embedded in their flesh.

The Sword Master closed his eyes sadly. No wonder the seven-star giant sword he had condensed when he was operating the formation always felt like something was missing.

The situation was critical at that time, and he accidentally missed the secret manipulations of Ming Tuo and the others, which led to the defeat.

A look of disdain appeared on Jian Ming's old face, and he said unceremoniously: "Don't think that just by holding that sword, you can do whatever you want."

"The trash still dares to make noise."

Without even looking at the two of them, Yang Shou waved out two sharp sword auras from his sleeves.

The sword energy roared, slashing through the rapidly shrinking pupils of the two men.

Blood splattered and two heads fell to the ground.

A mere Douzong is as fragile as paper in front of Douzun.

Yang Shou, who casually disposed of the garbage, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, his eyes met those of the Bone Sacrifice Venerable, and he joked: "You didn't save these two people. It seems that they are no longer valuable to you."

Hearing this, Jian Gu became somewhat interested in the decisive killing move in the white robe, and smiled in a rather playful tone: "Dogs like them are everywhere. The only difference is that they are a little stronger."

The elders, worshipers, and elite disciples who had taken refuge with the Bone Sacrificial Master halfway, their faces turned red and felt ashamed, as if they were old dogs whose dignity had been trampled on.

Yang Shou stood with his hands behind his back, completely unafraid of the former, teasing and laughing: "With your bone sacrifice master's strength, these despicable methods are quite embarrassing."

In response to the sarcasm in the white robe, Jian Gu suddenly smiled ferociously, and with a move of his hands, the heads of the two elders of Ming Tuo fell into his palms.

The scarlet sword evil spirit corroded the flesh and blood, leaving only the skull.

Playing with the skull in his hand, Jiangu's eyes were cold and he said bluntly: "Without their schemes, I would still be invincible."

"Come to fight."

(End of this chapter)