Swordsman of the World

Chapter 96 Finger of Nothing

Yang Dong still has a copy of the essence of the Taiyi Shenmu in his hand, and if he uses one, he will use one less. This is a very precious life-saving treasure, and he is not willing to use it as a last resort.

Now he has planned to use it in this battle.

There is no special reason for him to fight so hard. Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, and people fight for their breath.

He, Yang Dong, is not only fighting for himself, for his sister, but also for the whole Jianmen!
Although he has not been treated by his master or mistress since he entered Jianmen, it is undeniable that he has learned a lot from Jianmen, and gained a lot from the relationship he gained through Jianmen.

The headmaster of Jianmen and some senior brothers and sisters treated him kindly, and he had no intention of betraying Jianmen.

Now that the Tianzhu Sword Sect has come to Jianmen to shit and piss, how can they let them succeed?How can you feel comfortable without slapping your mouth and face fiercely?
Today, I, Yang Dong, will tell you people of the Heavenly Jade Sword Sect. In the future, when a great sword master meets me, Yang Dong, he will have to weigh it up!
Pa, Yang Dong stepped on the water of Shenlongtan, at the same time, he swallowed two precious sword soul pills in succession, abruptly raising his sword soul power to the peak of a sword master!

In a short period of time, the power of his sword soul has been greatly improved.

Even though it was early winter, and despite the cold wind blowing from the high mountains, the Shenlongtan did not freeze, instead it was tumbling water bubbles and emitting some poisonous gas.

Although Yang Dong is immune to some poisons by virtue of the Taiyi spiritual body, he hopes to use the essence of the Taiyi Shenmu to recover afterwards.

Mo Qianren saw Yang Dong stepping on the surface of the pool, and saw the dirty and smelly water, which smelled bad, and he felt a little dizzy.

But all the sword masters have gone down, so there is no reason for him not to accompany him.

Pa, Mo Qianren can also stand on the water with both feet without sinking. This is just a trick, and he can do it too.

Choosing this place for a life-and-death battle, I really don't have the guts to dare to come.

Mo Qianren couldn't help pinching his nose, and asked, "Can we start? Everyone above is watching."

Yang Dong looked up, and found that many swordsman masters had flying birds, or magic weapons similar to Yang Dong's ingenious wood carvings.

The masters of the two sword sects are all watching from high above. With their cultivation base, their eyesight is enough.

They were all curious about Yang Dong's ability to dare to challenge the Great Sword Master.

Yue Bufan quietly let out the black flood dragon wrapped around his wrist, and ordered: "Shenlongtan is your lair, if you go around, you must save Yang Dong's life, this kid has a bright future, he is a talent to make, he is dead It is Jianmen's loss."

The black flood dragon vomited its letter, floated down, and turned from the running water into the pool.

Yang Dong looked at the water pool and saw that the water pool had almost started to surge and erupt. He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry. Before the competition starts, this junior has a few words to say."

"First, if I die in this competition, I hope that the elders of this sect will not bear any grudges against Mo Qianren. After all, this is a life-and-death battle. Second, if you lose Mo Qianren, your Heaven Punishing Sword Sect and your Mo family will also die." Can't hold grudges against me, how?"

Mo Qianren said impatiently: "Yes, nephew, you heard me, I will personally agree."

Mo Ganzi controlled the flying bird, and said weakly from above: "My nephew respects my uncle's teachings, but my nephew thinks that one move by my uncle is enough to kill this ignorant boy."

"Hmph, of course, he sincerely wants to die, and I won't leave his whole body." Mo Qianren felt a little underestimated in his heart.

In fact, he can't be blamed. If Yang Dong is suddenly challenged by a swordsman, he will underestimate the opponent, even if he thinks that the opponent has some special means, but where can it be so special?
Yang Dong dawdled for a while, and Mo Qianren became even more impatient: "What's the matter, boy? Are you timid? Or do you like to smell the smell here? I think you are a junior, so I will give you the upper hand. Do you want to delay until I am poisoned?"

Yang Dong ignored him, suddenly raised his hand, threw a stone, and said, "When the stone sinks, the battle between life and death begins."

The stone was thrown high and fell rapidly.

Both of them held their breaths. This was a life-and-death battle, and it was okay to kill the enemy. One was about face and the other was about honor.

However, the moment the stone hit the ground, boom!

A cloud of poisonous gas broke through the Shenlong Lake, erupted, and then dispersed in mid-air, bursting out lumps of dark green and purple venom.

boom!
Soon another cloud of poisonous gas erupted.

Now is the time for the poisonous gas to erupt!

Yang Dong has been a night watchman in Shenlongtan for a year, so he is naturally aware of this time, this point, when poisonous gas erupts.

When the poisonous gas is sprayed, the eyes are itchy and uncomfortable, and the eyes cannot see.

Yang Dong had been prepared for a long time. He swallowed the stock he left behind when he was a night watchman, and then stepped on the puddle and began to shift positions.

Hum, as soon as he left, a sword energy swept over him, and the boulder on the back mountain was neatly cut in half.

Mo Qianren was obviously poisoned, and he yelled with great resentment: "Little bitch, come out, come out for me, what about the momentum just now? Don't be a coward now?"

Yang Dong grinned coldly, called?Didn't you tell me where you are?

Through the sound and the random attack just now, he roughly guessed the location of Mo Qianren.

He was poisoned at this time, and so was Yang Dong, but Yang Dong had a good physique. He practiced Taiyi Spirit Body, took Jingu Pills, and devoured a lot of treasures from heaven and earth in the medicine garden. one chip.

So Yang Dong is more calm.

Hum, another gust of sword energy swept past him, scaring Yang Dong to stop hurriedly.

Boom, another cloud of poisonous gas erupted from the side.

As soon as the poisonous gas erupted, it spread throughout Shanlongtan, the bosses of the two sword sects retreated one after another, not wanting to get a trace of the poison, and watched from afar.

Back then when Yang Dong was a night watchman, whenever poisonous gas erupted from Shenlongtan, he would stay away from it.

When Mo Ganzi saw the poisonous gas erupting from the Shenlongtan, his face was blue and his lips were white, his heart beat like a drum. Could his uncle be poisoned to death?

Hua Guzi looked worried, Yang Dong, don't die.

Her worried expression fell into Qi Tian's eyes, it was very unpleasant, you have never worried about me like this, what happened between Hua Guzi and Yang Dong?
"Roar! Earth-level sword skill, Tianzhu Thirteen Slashes!" Suddenly, Mo Qianren's roar came from below, and he actually exerted his full strength, and fierce sword energy gushed out crazily.

To calm down the entire Shenlongtan that was erupting poisonous gas, Pingqie just flattened the short mountain of Shenlongtan.

Now it's all right, the poisonous gas is broken by the sword gas, and everything can be seen.

And what about Yang Dongren?
Slowly, Yang Dong emerged from the pool!
Hiss, everyone was taken aback, is this kid crazy?Standing outside Shenlongtan, he was afraid of being poisoned to death. How dare this lunatic dive down with his breath?
This Shenlongtan is not only smelly like a shit pit, but also has all kinds of deadly poisons.

Scary, convincing!
This will fly in the sky, and all of them are masters of the two swordsmen. Even if Yang Dong is just a swordsman, he is also shocked by his courage and courage.

Mo Qianren was taken aback, Yang Dong just dodged his ground-level sword skills like this?

Yang Dong actually hid in the clever wood-grained fish, it's not that he really touched the water pool, but how will his clever wood-grained fish be cleaned in the future?I'll think about that later.

"Little bastard, take your life." Mo Qianren was furious, his voice was hoarse, his left eye was poisoned, bleeding, and rolled his eyes.

He didn't know how many kinds of fatal poisons he had suffered, but he was struggling to get rid of Yang Dong.

Why not Yang Dong?

His hair was stripped, his chest was tight, and he coughed up a mouthful of poisonous blood just now, so he probably was not far from death.

Suddenly, the Mo Qianren giant sword came over.

Yang Dong was fearless, he held the Star Sword in his left hand, and the heavy sword in his right hand, and the soul of the Void Sword had already merged into it.

The star sword in his left hand has already begun to condense and compress the sword energy. Yang Dong's divine sense suddenly erupted, giving birth to a trace of sword intent, which turned into the essence of spiritual consciousness, and the sword soul merged with his body.

But all of this is silent, with no sword energy, no sound.

The only thing that caused the vision was his chilling sword intent, which faintly condensed into a vision, and a phantom giant sword emerged, but it was also fleeting.

"Hey, die!" The flying sword in Mo Qianren's hand was a spiritual weapon. Although it was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, it was an extraordinary one. He really couldn't find a reason why he couldn't kill Yang Dong.

But he never imagined that Yang Dong possessed the Soul of Devouring Sword, and with the Soul of Devouring Sword, he could devour Mo Qianren's blow!
Hum, a great sword master's full strength sword light swept over fiercely.

Yang Dong raised the heavy sword that fused and devoured the soul of the sword, slashed, and sparks flew everywhere. The great sword master swung his sword with all his strength.

Pfft, Yang Dongmeng spat out a mouthful of blood.

As a strong sword master in the mid-stage, Mo Qianren could not withstand the blow with all his strength, swallowing the sword soul, and could not safely devour the might of the sword gang.

Even so, Mo Qianren was strange enough, he said in a daze, "What's going on? It feels like [-]% of the power has been consumed?"

In fact, he expected that Yang Dong couldn't bear his own sword, he must have been cut in half by his own sword, how could he have just broken his magic sword?

He was surprised, and with a bang, the poisonous gas from Shenlongtan erupted again.

Whoosh, Yang Dong stabbed out with the Star Sword in his left hand, Mo Qianren snorted coldly: "This sword without a sword soul is trying to hurt me, are you an idiot?"

Yang Dong grinned: "Finger of Nothingness!"

Hum, a burst of sword energy compressed to the extreme, combined with the supreme sword intent, pierced through the powerful amulet at a strange speed!

Crack, the talisman on his waist shattered.

"Ah?" Mo Qianren turned pale with shock, what did Yang Dong do?Why was his talisman destroyed for no reason?
Mo Qianren couldn't figure it out at all.

Fuck, Yang Dong scolded in his heart, this guy actually uses a weapon amulet, isn't that embarrassing?
In fact, how did Yang Dong know that it was a spiritual weapon talisman, which could block the blow of the great swordsman, that is to say, Yang Dong's Finger of Nothingness could already hurt him.

Mo Qianren was still very calm, stroked his old beard, swept away his disabled eyes, and stabbed with the giant sword again, hum, a red fire gushed out from the sword: "Boy, die, die, die!"

The distance of three steps, the powerful sword energy, made Yang Dong breathless, and he couldn't think of any way to resist the sword master's sword.

But Yang Dong also gritted his silver teeth, fought hard, endured the injury, forcibly used the Devouring Sword Soul to fuse the Star Sword, picked it up with his left hand, jumped, and this low-grade spiritual weapon was devoured by Xiao Xu immediately, and then broke.

ah?Mo Qianren slashed at nothing with his sword, and his own sword broke.

But he felt that his spirit weapon was bit by bit eaten away, swallowed, and entered into his broken and broken sword.

"This, this, what sword soul is your kid?" Mo Qianren finally thought of the problem.

Yang Dong's face was full of fear, he raised the star sword with his left hand, but it replaced the sword soul of nothingness, and said in a hoarse voice: "One finger of nothingness!"

Hum, just when Mo Qianren was still strange, his face changed suddenly, he estimated the direction of the sword, and immediately sacrificed his own natal sword embryo, boom!
With a finger of nothingness, it pierced his sword embryo from the front.

Author Bacteria: Thank you for your recommendation tickets, I love you~ and I will work hard for this.

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