Start With Max-Level Divine Art

Start With Max-Level Divine Art Chapter 90

2022-02-19

Chapter 90 Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords

The joy and pain between people are never the same.

It was as if no one could imagine what kind of torment the Three Great Commanders of the Sea of Blood Division had endured at this moment.

In their eyes, the entire world has been lost.

There is only one sword left.

A sword that could take their lives at any time, but didn't.

The demon art that ran rampant in the past years has the ability to change the sky and change the earth, which can quickly repair the injury. Of course, it took the life of the Nether Spring Church Disciple, a martial arts practitioner.

But...who cares?

Nether Spring Church's martial arts has always been above and below.

The inferiors are always ants.

They can do the same with Nether Spring Church's normal Disciple, and the two Venerable Lords can do the same with them.

The master of Nether Spring Church, aloof and remote, can naturally ask for all Disciples in Nether Spring Church.

This is a matter of course for them.

What's more, they thought it was an opportunity to give to their religion.

From then on I was born for him, and he was born as a teacher.

It is the so-called, Netherworld is not dead, Yellow Springs is not dry.

Speaking from a certain perspective, Nether Spring True Sutra actually connects the entire Nether Spring Church from top to bottom as a whole.

They were not frightened by it, but proud and contented.

But today... this proud demon art never gave them the slightest sense of security.

Even with full strength, it can only be a tool for their struggling on whilst at death's door.

Just because of the sword in front of him that eclipsed the world.

their three people don't know how long they have persevered, or what parts are missing from their bodies.

It could be an arm, it could be a leg, it could be a palm, it could be a nose or ear.

Su Mo's every sword is taking one thing from them.

But try to control, not to take their lives.

Su Mo hopes to make the fifteenth sword, because he doesn't know if he will have such a good chance in the future.

And the three commanders...they just want to live.

In fact, it is no exaggeration to say that they have never had a moment when they understand what is... secluded springs better than now!

As if in a dark and endless environment, suffering from all directions, thousands of years have passed.

Finally, Su Mo smiled.

With this smile, he made another sword.

And this is already the fifteenth sword!

At the moment when Su Mo's fifteenth sword shot, the three masters suddenly felt that the world in front of him became clear again.

It's no longer that kind of hazy, only chilling.

Nothing but swords.

It makes them feel like they have an opportunity.

Life and Death Battle, a moment is eternity.

The three masters are all experts in this way, and naturally they will not give up the slightest chance.

Immediately, the three demon arts were running, and in an instant, the Disciple in the Profound Principle Valley screamed incessantly.

It makes people in the right way surprised.

Why are you fighting, the guy on the other side will die?

I don't know why I wondered if I was practicing a demon art that I didn't know?

In just a moment, the surrounding of the three three commanders has been moved out of the surging river of blood, circulating around the three of them endlessly.

Between the boiling, it turned into a surging wave, rolling endlessly.

Wei Ziyi pupil shrink:

“Heavenly Overflowing Blood Waves!”

This season has come to the most critical moment. Strength, the Heavenly Overflowing Blood Waves, with the blood of more than 100 Nether Spring Church Disciples as the guide, swept up with a bang.

And Su Mo's sword also stabbed out at this time!

This sword is actually not gorgeous.

It doesn't have much sword qi.

It's extremely pure.

Pure to earthy.

Simple to ordinary.

Ordinary, this seems to be just a simple thorn in the ordinary.

It simply pierced the surging blood waves condensed by the three demon arts.

It's like, it's not a blood wave, it's not a trick, it's just an ordinary piece of red silk.

As soon as the sword edge passes, it will naturally split on both sides without any effort!

Then, the sword moved forward and pierced the necks of the two people.

But he couldn't tell whether he took the initiative to pierce the necks of the two men, or the two men put their necks in front of his sword and voluntarily died under his sword.

The last sword went down Daoist Cangming's throat.

Everything is simple and reasonable.

It's like, this is just between Heaven and Earth, the most simple truth.

And this...is the truth of death!

This is the sword that kills. The sword is used for nothing but to kill people.

"This... what is Sword Art?"

Daoist Cangming hadn't died for a while, his eyes had lost the slightest look, and it seemed that only an obsession.

“Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords.”

Su Mo grinned: “many thanks to the cooperation of the three, I finally used this last sword.”

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Su Mo was quite satisfied with this sword shot.

Three days ago, he delivered this dart to Liu Suifeng.

On the second day, the system settlement was completed, and the final result was Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords!

The system reward, naturally, has reached the peak of Sword Art.

But the problem is, how this Sword Art Su Mo is deduced in the heart, it feels a lot worse.

Occasionally, I make two gestures with my finger to make a sword, and I feel that I can't scratch the itch.

Eventually it dawned on him that he needed an opponent.

There is no shortage of opponents in Profound Principle Valley.

But this opponent also has to have some ability. If he can't make fifteen swords, mastering this Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords will still be a step worse.

Actually, in his opinion, it would be the best choice if the Lord of the Sea of Blood and the Three Great Commanders join forces.

However, Liu Suifeng still has some grudge against the Lord of the Sea of Blood, and Su Mo can only choose the remaining three commanders to test the sword.

Finally, after going through many twists and turns, Su Mo made the fifteenth strongest sword.

"Unfortunately, it's still unfinished."

Su Mo sighed, the formidable power of this sword has not been fully displayed so far, and it is barely 1/2.

But he also understands that, because he has been keeping it since the 7th Sword.

Otherwise, these three people will not be able to survive the fifteenth sword, and maybe the eighth and ninth swords will be dead.

Especially the 14th sword, what Su Mo put is not water anymore, but the sea!

As a result, the final fifteenth sword is naturally lacking a lot.

In other words, the fifteenth sword is now the limit that the Three Great Commanders can support.

But even so, with this one trick, Su Mo also brings the creation of this Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords into his palm.

As Su Mo spoke, he slowly pulled out the long sword from Daoist Cangming's throat, but at this moment, Daoist Cangming's corpse, which was still breathing, suddenly shriveled and twisted, but in the blink of an eye. It became a mummified corpse.

A blood light burst out from the Baihui point of the corpse, connecting it into a line.

Su Mo looked at the line and saw the Lord of the Sea of Blood. He ran the sea of blood to make up the sky, and after integrating this blood into himself, he flew away.

Liu Suifeng sword qi rolling, follow closely from behind.

Su Mo hesitated a little and followed along.

Yang Xiaoyun naturally followed behind Su Mo.

Wei Ziyi also wanted to join in the fun, but suddenly looked towards Sword Borrower.

Sword Borrower didn't follow to borrow the sword, he turned and walked outside the Profound Principle Valley.

“You stopped borrowing the sword?”

Wei Ziyi felt like a ghost.

Su Mo didn't know, but she knew how much noise this person had made to borrow the sword.

The many Sects in Dongcheng have long been unable to bear this person, but they are helpless.

Sword Borrower paused slightly, looked back at Wei Ziyi, and grinned: "I've already borrowed it."

"???"

Wei Ziyi I was stunned for a moment, a little unclear.

"What I want to borrow...is never a sword."

Sword Borrower turned around: "Tell him that I owe him a favor, and if he has the opportunity to go to Minute Sword in the future Cliff, I'll buy him a drink and make him a good sword myself."

As the voice fell, something flew towards Wei Ziyi.

It is a small sword the size of a slap, with two words engraved on the blade: Split Sword!

"Mo Cangshan, Minute Sword Cliff...you're from Beichuan Sword Support Cottage!?"

Wei Ziyi's face changed suddenly.

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ps: I thought about it, Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords are all out, I want to ask everyone for a ticket, but Divide it~ Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket~~~~

(end of this chapter)