Chapter 497: Heavenly Sword Intent

puff!
Zhao Shi, who had a broken chest, spewed out a mouthful of blood with visceral fragments, on which there were strands of purple thunder, which exploded the blood into black-gray powder when he left his body.
His face was pale, his mouth, nose, and body wounds spurted out lightning bolts, and most of his waist-length black hair was blown to pieces, and the rest stuck to his scalp. The air was full of the smell of burnt protein.
"Zhao Shi!"
Sun Yue below was a little scared.
Always pay attention to Lei Jie's White Bone, Jiang Hua and others' hearts are slightly relaxed, if Zhao Shi first moves forward, even if it's just a minute, they will die.
The army commanded by Ming Feng, plus the four of them who have already been promoted, and even Zhou Bihu are probably not Zhao Shi's opponent.
The attacks of the nine hundred and ninety-nine swordsmen in Tsing Yi will not stop because of this moment. On the contrary, they are supported by the whole world, their mana is endless, and it is absolutely impossible to be consumed by anyone.
The purple thunder exploded, and the Tsing Yi swordsman and the lightning field around them disappeared.
Zhao Shi's heart tightened, and the blood sea area that had shrunk to only one kilometer converged on the blood lotus sword, causing the blood lotus sword to grow to the size of a kilometer, and cut into the void in front of him.
boom!
Under the emptiness, nine hundred and ninety-nine swordsmen in Tsing Yi hats appeared. They were expressionless, and at the same time they drew their swords, cutting out nearly a thousand purple thunder sword auras that cut through the space.
The thousand-meter-long Blood Lotus Sword instantly collapsed under the almost endless attack of the blue and purple thunder sword aura, wailed, and flew towards Zhao Shi dimly.
The attack of the Purple Thunder Sword Qi did not stop because of the retreat of the Blood Lotus Sword. Qi Qi aimed at his true target, Zhao Shi's spirit killed him, blocking the upper and lower sides.
"Terror, vitality..."
Zhao Shi stared at the nine hundred and ninety-nine swordsmen in Tsing Yi in front of him. They were composed of Destruction Thunder, but they formed a life-like structure, which was ingenious and unusual.
The icy coldness of Sisi's death irritated him, causing him to roll in the sea of ​​consciousness, the red flying sword at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness made a clicking sound, and dense cracks appeared.
Pieces of sword body fragments appeared, sliding down from the original sword body, revealing the eternal and eternal red sword body hidden in the center.
For more than 80 years, more than 80 years, day and night, I dare not relax all the time, the soul sword that is always the enemy of the belief of hundreds of millions of beings, and the soul sword that is polished at the risk of the collapse of the soul.
Heavenly blood sea sword intent, success!
In the early stage of his breakthrough into the Golden Core Realm, he observed the vision of the heavens creating life with thunder and lightning, and the breakthrough came naturally.
No matter what Zhao Shi did, the nine hundred and ninety-nine purple lightning sword auras that cut through the space still slashed in front of him without hindrance. The lightning sword aura formed a cage, isolating all his escape cages.
The Thunder Sword Qi cage suddenly closed.
Zhao Shi looked at the more than three hundred purple thunder sword auras in front of him with blood red eyes, and the scarlet sword light flashed across his eyes.
The hundreds of purple thunder sword auras in front of him suddenly stopped, and the overall structure appeared chaotic. Although the power was still extremely strong, there were more than three flaws in the sword light out of thin air.
The enemy's strength is still stronger than his own, but his heart is leaked out while attacking.
Zhao Shi lightly held the blood lotus sword in his hand, and all the remaining blood sea of ​​more than 100 meters poured into the blood lotus sword, together with himself, turned into an ordinary red sword light and cut forward.
Ding, bang!
Like the sound of broken glass and porcelain, Zhao Shi faced more than three hundred purple thunder swords, and suddenly collapsed into large purple auras dissipated in the air.
He took a step forward, avoiding the purple thunder sword attacks on both sides, and at the same time swung two swords at a speed that was not observable by his spiritual consciousness.
The same purple aura of the two tents collapsed, and two dark and faint sword scar wounds appeared in the space, with an indelible red sword energy on them, and it took three breaths to close.
Seeing that all their attacks were destroyed, the swordsmen in Tsing Yi hats took a halt and seemed to be caught in a momentary program error.
But they quickly returned to normal, the Purple Light Thunder Realm rioted, and nine hundred and ninety-nine purple sword auras merged into thirty-three purple thunder sword auras, split into several directions and flew into the sky crazily.
Thirty-three sword auras whizzed in all directions, encircling Zhao Shi and assassinating them frantically, but he was always evaded from an impossible angle. It was really impossible to dodge the purple sword with the blood lotus sword.
In this short few breaths of evasion, the blood around him was filled with light, and a wave of sea area quickly expanded to all directions.
The inherent characteristics of the sky-level sword intent are immortal. It can exist independently for hundreds of years when the sword qi is cut with a single sword, and it can spontaneously absorb the spiritual qi in the air to recover by itself.
After avoiding three more breaths, Zhao Shi stopped fleeing, and the surrounding blood world had re-expanded into a huge world covering more than a thousand kilometers, fighting against the Purple Thunder Realm.
That is, the absolute center of the blood sea world is still chased by thirty-three purple thunder sword qi, and the wolf rushes like a flea.
"Exit!"
The sea of ​​blood was turbulent, and nearly a thousand flying swords rose from the vortex of the sea of ​​blood, turning into meteors and throwing them onto the blood lotus sword held by Zhao Shi's hands, turning it into a huge blood moon rising to the sky. The cold brilliance spread all over the world.
Boom boom boom!
Thirty-three purple thunder sword auras continuously bombarded the huge blood moon, and the purple destructive lightning burst out, blasting deep pits from the blood moon straight to the heart of the moon, and blood-colored fragments sputtered in all directions.
After thirty-three waves of thunder that shook the sky, the huge blood moon was extremely miserable, and most of the moon's surface was blown away, leaving only a small crimson dot that was as thin as dust.
Still immortal.
The blood sea world rolled violently, and red sword auras that were denser than before flew toward the dust here, causing it to increase at an extremely fast speed, returning to the original blood moon shape, and the cold blood sea sword intent enveloped the entire world. In my own perception.
Then, among the countless red sword auras thrown and surrounded, Blood Moon crashed down on the nine hundred and ninety-nine swordsmen who still drew their swords and repeatedly cut out 33 purple thunder sword auras.
The thirty-three purple sword auras were blurred in the control of the inexplicable power, and turned into thirteen swords that were already on the verge of red, forming a sword formation to cut the blood moon falling upward.
boom!
The hot light of the blinding eyes erupted in the place where the two touched, and the world turned into black and white, and a horrible space of hundreds of meters square was formed by a gap in the space, surrounded by a dense network of space cracks, extending for thousands of meters.
After a long time, the smoke disappeared, leaving only a faint red jade flying sword in place, and everything disappeared.
Half of the sky, which had been dark for a long time, suddenly brightened, and the sun fell unimpeded on the earth, giving people a feeling of returning from and coming back to the sun.
The blood lotus sword disappeared again, unwilling to delay for a moment.
"Zhao Shi, you can't do this!"
In the horrified eyes of Bai Bone and the others, the red jade flying sword with dim aura did not stop for a breath, nor did it mean to heal, it directly turned into a terrifying red meteor falling from the sky.
Before the people arrived, a cold feeling shrouded them, slowing their spirits and mana.
Ming Feng still gathered the power of the great kings according to a fixed procedure, but he desperately discovered that the torrent of mana that was stronger than before had several huge loopholes in the process of condensing, like a sieve that enters and exits at will.
No matter how he adjusted, he couldn't change it, and the cold blood was blooming in his eyes.