The sword eats the world

Chapter 100 Sword Slave
Sword slave!

And it was—three!
Looking at the three lifeless and terrifying beings driven by resentment, a terrifying legendary creature suddenly appeared in Ling Yun's mind—ghost!
Ghosts, the costumes of these sword slaves really look like ghosts!

The only difference is that a ghost is a creature condensed with spiritual energy, invisible and substanceless.And these sword slaves are human lives controlled by the will of thousands of ancient swords buried in the deep valley!
Three Holy Sword Masters!
Without any hesitation, Ling Yun immediately swiped with one hand, and a sharp sword pierced through the air, shooting towards the clouds in the sky.And he jumped up immediately, intending to chase after the sharp sword and escape through the air!

Fight recklessly with the three holy sword masters?Absolutely looking for death!

However, the moment he was in motion, the three ghosts who had been silent before suddenly moved.

What came first turned out to be—mind attack!
The negativity that reached his mind formed a devastating mental shock, causing the sword soul in his mind to tremble violently, and the figure that flew out suddenly froze...

At this moment of concentration, another sword slave approached like lightning, stretched out his hand and pulled out a terrifying giant sword with a height of two meters from his back. On top of Ling Yun's body frozen in the void.

Lightning, as fast as lightning, simply surpassed the limit of what the naked eye can react!

"boom!"

It was like an explosion.

Blood sprayed all over, and was smashed into a blood mist by the crazy force, with a strange shrillness in the thick!

The two-meter-long giant sword in the sword slave's hand slashed at Ling Yun's body, and was shattered inch by inch by the force of the shock, turning into countless fragments and shooting in all directions. The sound of breaking through the air actually shattered the rock beside it, which shows the great power contained in it.

As for Ling Yun, his whole body was impacted by the huge force contained in this cut like a cannonball, and it was blasted heavily into a rock a hundred meters away, causing a violent earthquake and mountain shaking, and a large number of stones fell from the hillside. Slide up and down and bury him in it!

Just one face-to-face, Ling Yun, who was in the fifth-level realm and could instantly kill a sixth-level powerhouse, was severely injured!If it wasn't for the fact that the giant sword in the sword slave's hand was the most common giant sword, and if it wasn't for the sword soul mobilizing the sword essence to protect the attacking place in time, the current him would have been cut in half by that sword slave!
The attack of the three sword slaves is not over yet!
The other sword slave who hadn't yet attacked jumped up and fell from the sky. Covered by the thick resentment that turned into substance, he slashed towards Ling Yun who was trapped in the rock and didn't know his life or death like a demon descending.

Ling Yun, who was almost falling apart, didn't have time to catch his breath. The stimulation of a life-and-death threat had already opened all the pores of his body, and he rolled around the rock without thinking, not caring about the scratches on his body caused by the rock.

"Boom!"

The huge force like an earthquake completely collapsed the entire small mountain where Ling Yun was trapped, and a large number of boulders were crushed by the force of the sword and turned into dust.The tyrannical and destructive fighting spirit erupted from the inside of the mountain, forming a mighty sword glow, tearing the entire mountain into pieces!

destroy!

Unparalleled strength!
It is not the tyranny that a seventh-level holy sword master can possess!

Among the crushed stones, Ling Yun rose into the sky like a blood man, completely ignoring whether the aftermath of his battle energy dissipated, and let out a long roar that would kill him for a lifetime, and spewed out a mouthful of blood, which contained the sword essence, forming three blood-red swords. The energy sword shot at the three sword slaves.

As for himself, he rose from the air, and a sword appeared under his feet like lightning, and flew directly out of the valley through the air.

"Oh!"

The three blood swords shot by Ling Yun were instantly shattered, but they managed to stop the three sword slaves!
However, before he could rejoice, a burst of disheartening changes suddenly enveloped him—the whole sky collapsed!

The sky is collapsing!

The dark sky condensed by endless resentment suddenly rolled rapidly, condensing a mighty giant sword composed entirely of resentment, forming a devastating impact, and fiercely shot at Ling Yun who had just soared into the sky.Immediately, his body fell into the valley at a speed countless times faster than before.

"Boom!"

Ling Yun was blasted thousands of meters away, crashing into the mud and rocks of a mountain!Such a violent impact, if his body hadn't been strengthened by the sword essence, just this one would have been enough to smash him to pieces!

The incomparably tenacious consciousness supported him not to pass out immediately, and forcibly ordered the sword soul to control the bloody and disfigured right hand, took out a large amount of fountain of life from the space ring, swallowed it into the body without saving, and greedily absorbed it. With these infused life energies!
However, the matter did not end there!

It seems that it was under the high light of the God of Misfortune, or maybe it was because he fell into the depths of the valley. At the peak where Ling Yun fell, there happened to be a sword slave guarding there—to be more specific, guarding.

Different from ordinary sword slaves, the resentment on this sword slave has almost materialized, showing a bloody red color!

Originally, Ling Yun was fighting fiercely with the three holy sword masters in the distance, but he didn't even raise his head and ignored the fighting situation outside.But as Ling Yun fell into the range he was guarding, the sword slave was furious!
"Boom!"

A blood-red sword qi erupted from the mountain peak, and Ling Yun, who had just recovered a little, was once again strangled by this blood-red sword qi.At the same time, there was also the huge mountain that was at least four or five kilometers in size.

Destroy a huge mountain with a radius of four or five miles with one sword?What kind of power is this?
Before he had time to think about this horrifying question, another blood-red sword aura suddenly magnified in Ling Yun's eyes, coming with a suffocating bloody aura, and the pressure that almost crushed the heart of the person was unbearable. You must give up resistance and resign yourself to fate!
However, will Ling Yun give up?
No, life is endless, never give up!

If you want to die, you can only die in battle, and you must never give up your wits and die.

Under the persistence of this unyielding fighting spirit, the consciousness in his mind that was about to collapse suddenly became clear. Ling Yun stretched out his hand in an instant, picked up a dark blue sword that was blown out of the mountain, and blocked it in front of his eyes.

"Oh!"

Blood was shining everywhere, Ling Yun once again staged the scene of being hit by the sword slave outside just now, and the whole person was bombarded by the sword energy and fell into a mountain peak again!
"Stop breathing, stop heartbeat, stop all signs of life!"

This was the first thought in Ling Yun's mind after being bombarded and buried alive again.

Playing dead, in this abyss of sword burial that is guarded by perverted sword slaves everywhere, Ling Yun can only choose to pretend to be dead at the moment, temporarily avoiding the detection of sword slaves, and then find a way to leave after the storm calms down this area.

This is the most sensible choice!

Sword slave is just a seventh-rank holy sword master?

Perhaps the sword slaves those people had seen were only of the seventh rank, but the three sword slaves he encountered just now were definitely not as simple as the seventh rank.

If the seventh-level holy sword master was so strong that he could not resist, he would not believe anything.

Especially the sword slave who easily destroyed a mountain at the end, the kind of oppression that suffocated him just by relying on sword energy, could be possessed by a seventh-level holy sword master?

……

The blood-stained sword slave might have great confidence in his own sword energy, or maybe his thinking was a little slow after being controlled by the ancient sword's will. After he noticed that the intruder's life breath had disappeared, he didn't go to check it. Instead, he continued to sit cross-legged, silently facing the disappearing mountain in front of him—the mountain that was destroyed by his sword and moved to the ground.

Before that, he had been sitting like this for many years, facing this mountain. As long as no one invaded here, even if the enemy occupied the entire Burial Sword Valley, he would not blink and let it go.So much so that until now, even he himself doesn't know how many years he has been guarding here, how many years he will have to guard here, and... what exactly is he guarding...

(All heaven celebrates, Happy National Day!)
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