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Chapter 242 The King (End)(1/2)

"I will give you the Void Black Iron, and you will give up?"

The king gritted his teeth and whispered to Su Yun.

All his subordinates were killed and injured, and one general was lost. Although he couldn't swallow this, the king knew that this person must be not simple, and he could not guarantee whether the other party had a backing. All kinds of unfavorable situations told him that he could not continue to fight, otherwise the only one who would benefit would be others.

"Of course, I'm Wuji talking and talking nonsense."

The man in the cloak said.

"Wuji?"

The king's brows moved and he wanted to agree, but at this moment, the public was full of people, Wuxiang and Yingnan were watching. If he really compromised with this person, he was afraid that he would not have a foothold in the Evil King City in the future.

He thought for a while, and had an idea in his heart, then nodded and said, "Okay, since you want it, I'll do it for you!"

After saying that, he saw the king flipping through his ring a few times. He took out a silver-white stone the size of an apple.

The surface of the stone is filled with streaming light, as if surrounded by stars, with constant rhyme and brilliant flashing, which is very magical.

"This is the Void Black Iron." He reached out his hand and said, "Take it!"

"good!"

Su Yun nodded, and without hesitation, he quickly walked towards the void black iron.

The king stared at the cloaked man holding the blood sword with evil spirits all over his body. With his other hand, he secretly urged the mysterious skill, looking for an opportunity, and preparing to take action.

However, just as the man approached, he did not go to take the void iron, but instead drew out the lacquered sword in his hand and stabbed the king with one sword.

The sword is powerful, fierce and cruel, without any hesitation!

The king was shocked at once, and he didn't expect this person to do this, and immediately urged Xuanji to resist in panic.

But he saw a big mouth, a black cloth with a large amount of blood patterns spit out from his mouth, and quickly spread it in front of him. The black cloth was as strong as a shield, and there was also an evil spirit pattern printed on it.

The Shenxuan Red Blood Sword stabbed the black cloth and did not pierce it.

Seeing this, Su Yun immediately stopped the move and retreated.

When the king saw this scene, he immediately laughed: "Boy, you are so cunning, you want to attack me? But it's useless! Do you think you can beat me with your little tricks?"

"Can't you fight?"

Su Yun asked remarks.

Seeing this, the king was slightly stunned. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He hurriedly put away the magic weapon black cloth and looked at it. He saw a red dot the size of a rice grain appeared on the black cloth where the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword was stabbed.

“Oh no, is this a mark?”

The king's face changed drastically.

But the red dot flashed suddenly, and in an instant, a suffocating sense of oppression came.

The king quickly threw away the black cloth, but it was too late.

Su Yun on the other end threw the sword box behind him. Almost the moment the sword box flew towards this end, countless strange beams of light like crazy dragons burst out from the sword box, and shuttled to all directions. The black cloth was almost shattered and smashed in an instant, and the king was completely covered by this light. A powerful force that shocked the four directions and allowed all spirits to surrender to the entire evil king city.

roar!

The deafening roar, the roar that burst out from the invisible pressure around him.

It makes people tremble, make people tremble, and makes people unable to raise any fighting spirit!!

The king felt that all the evil power in his body was suppressed at this moment, and it was difficult to get any more.

He tried his best to keep his mind and looked around, but with just one glance, he was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

He was completely surrounded, from all directions, airtight, and full of swords!!

It was densely packed, covering the sky and the earth, full of flying swords. These swords surrounded the king tightly, like an iron barrel.

A huge sword pillar appeared in the city of Evil King.

The scene is magnificent, magnificent and amazing

"What is this?"

"How come there are so many swords? What kind of magic weapon is it?"

Ying An and Wuxiang widened their eyes, and the two of them retreated repeatedly, not daring to move forward at all.

A large number of evil people who came toward this place in the distance, saw such a magnificent scene, and all stopped and looked at this end.

There are thousands of swords. Moreover, these swords are extraordinary, and each sword is filled with endless sword intent and endless spirituality!!

"Evil Light Magical Art!"

The king was already forced to do something. With a fierce roar, he slapped his hands around him. A large amount of black light burst out. The light touched the earth and dissolved it instantly. However, when he encountered those sharp swords, he was blocked by the rich sword intent overflowing from the sharp sword.

The king is indeed not weak, but Su Yun, who turned on Tianqing and pulled out the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword, was stronger than that.

Seeing that his mysterious skills could not break the swords surrounding him, the king was able to fight. He sacrificed a round bead, flipped his handprint, activated the round bead, and then threw it away.

Bang!

The beads exploded and burst out a vortex, which was about to withdraw these sharp swords into the vortex and crush them.

However, these more than a thousand swords no longer wanted to drag on them. When the vortex appeared, more than a thousand swords slashed directly, actually shattering the vortex, and then stabbed the king together.

Thousands of sharp swords attacked together, like several divine dragons culling.

The king wanted to dodge, but at this moment there was nowhere to hide, so he had to take it head-on.

"Tianyuan Evil Power!!"

The king held his hands in the air.

Wow!!!

A ferocious face of an evil spirit appeared around him, protecting the Qianjian who was coming. The Qianjian hit the evil spirit's face, but he could no longer enter.

Seeing this, the king finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't know that Su Yun did not use much power.

This was the first time he pulled out the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword. Because under the influence of Tianqing, he had endured the power of the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword. However, Su Yun was not familiar with the Red Blood Sword and the more than a thousand swords it controlled, and could not exert the full power of the mother sword.

Then he saw Su Yun lifting the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword, activate the evil spirits all over his body, use the Hongxie Sword Technique, and then wave the sword.

Swish!

The thousand swords that the kings were constantly assassinating were suddenly retracted and rotated with it as the center.

Su Yun danced his sword out of nowhere, and the more he danced, the red sword in his hand had become blood-red and pitch-black, with awe-inspiring and majestic sword intent.

At the same time, the thousand swords that were spinning around the king also became dark, and each sword was rolled up with evil spirits.

Not good.

The king knew what Su Yunding had urged him again. Looking at Su Yun who was dancing swords outside the sword wall, he immediately gritted his teeth, his face turned grim, and his whole body was filled with a strong evil spirit, and he directly bumped into his head.

His body was covered with evil spirits, and his thin body became stronger. His muscles clapped, his eyes widened, and he became bigger. He didn't know how strong his strength was. Every step he took, the earth shattered.

Of course.

He underestimated the power of these son swords controlled by the mother sword.

The same conquered Zijian, the hundreds of flying swords controlled by the Death Sword cannot be compared with the Zijians controlled by the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword. These Zijians are given more power by the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword and given more powerful sword intent.

These more than a thousand swords rotated rapidly, like a storm version that circled around the king. Each sword became extremely dark, and vaguely, the evil roared.

Suddenly!

An evil soul rushed out of the sword body of a sword. The evil soul danced sharply and slammed towards the king.

Scream!

The sharp claws rubbed against his body, bringing out a lot of sparks, and a shallow mark appeared.

"superficial!!"

The king snorted coldly.

But as soon as he finished his words, all the swords around him rushed out of evil souls, with thousands of them. The evil souls formed a sharp claw storm and were crazy and slashed the king's body hard. A large number of sparks burst out, and countless marks fell on the king's body.

The king was stunned.

How terrifying should more than a thousand evil souls?

"Ah!!!!!!!" A roar of miserableness emerged, the king was surrounded by sharp claws, and his body was filled with evil blood. He could not move forward any more. He was in the evil soul and could not escape!

Ying Han and Wuxiangjing outside looked at this scene, and both of them looked extremely ugly.

"This person's cultivation level is simply unsatisfactory!"

Wuxiang gritted his teeth and said to Ying Dandan: "What should we do? Do you just watch the king die like this?"

"Or what?" Ying An's face turned black and he whispered: "Are he an enemy? His method is enough to compete with Ling Xuanyang's mighty power! What kind of cultivation is our ability to fight against him? Fighting with him is simply a way to die! Now he is targeting the king, so it's better to keep our troops still!"

A large number of evil masters rushed out of the king's mansion, but when they saw that the king was attacked by Thousand Souls, they all stopped moving forward.

The evil people are not stupid. They understand the strength of each other. They follow the king and make simple profits and have no feelings for the king. How can they work hard for the king?

Su Yun stared at the king in the Thousand Swords Storm, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly pulled out the dead sword from the sword sheath, and the man rushed over quickly.
To be continued...
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