Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

0The white tear was over two zhang in length. It was formed by the extremely white light that was formed by the sword energy.    

    

The terrifying power it contained caused the surrounding Spiritual Energy to roil violently. It was as if a hole had been torn open in the sky.    

    

His speed was extremely fast in the air and he was dashing forward like lightning.    

    

Boom! Boom!    

    

Just like that.    

    

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The opposing Wu Hao suddenly felt as though he was being firmly locked on by an aura that was so strong that it shook his heart.    

    

"Not good …"    

    

He cursed in his heart as he frantically circulated the Qi in his body, pouring it into the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword.    

    

When the white pillar approached him, the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hand suddenly flashed and turned into a green rainbow.    

    

Swish!    

    

It moved …    

    

With a solemn expression, his hands quickly gripped the hilt of the Azure Light Sword tightly. The instant his finger touched the ground, he swung it horizontally.    

    

An azure streak of light turned into a pillar of light and met the white rift head on.    

    

In the blink of an eye.    

    

The two auras twisted together and suddenly exploded in the air, giving off a terrifying power.    

    

BOOM!    

    

An explosive sound reverberated as the terrifying energy rolled back towards the surrounding area.    

    

In that instant.    

    

At the point of impact, there appeared a vacuum of more than fifteen meters.    

    

This might instantly annihilated all matter in the center. In that instant, it shattered, vaporized, and then vanished into nothingness.    

    

On the other side, evil flashed across the setting sun.    

    

He looked at Wu Hao who was using all his strength to resist, and a sinister look flashed past his eyes, as the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.    

    

"Let's see if you're going to die …"    

    

Wu Hao, facing the terrifying might, retreated slowly. One hand holding onto the sword hilt, the other holding onto his palm as he moved forward. His palm faced the sword tip, and his body leaned forward slightly.    

    

The Three-Foot Blueblade Sword flashed with green light and turned into an azure barrier, blocking the backlash from the impact.    

    

However, the force generated from the collision was too great, causing his body to lean forward to face the azure light sword. However, his feet still managed to slide rapidly backwards in the midst of the rocks.    

    

However, at this moment, a white streak of light suddenly appeared in the air. It turned into a mini Sky Splitting Slash.    

    

It came slashing forward with the force of thunder and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.    

    

Sky Cracking Slash.    

    

It was a slash that was aimed at him. It belonged to a high-rank Earth Realm martial skill.    

    

Once he used it, more than ninety percent of his body's Martial Yuan would be gathered to form a cut.    

    

In other words, when the two Sky Cracking Slashes were unleashed at the same time, the mini Sky Cracking Slash was hidden behind the huge Sky Cracking Slash and could not be seen by anyone.    

    

When the huge Sky Splitting Slash was blocked by the opponent, the second Sky Splitting Slash would come out of nowhere.    

    

Make a surprise attack.    

    

It was clear that the anxious Wu Hao did not expect his opponent's martial skill to be so profound, and had even concealed such a trump card.    

    

By the time he reacted, it was too late for him to respond.    

    

Bang!    

    

The terrifying cracks fiercely slashed onto the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hands, causing a great shock wave that tore apart the defensive light screen formed by the green light.    

    

Swish!    

    

A hole was torn open in his chest by the Sky Splitting Slash. Dark red blood spurted out of the wound and splattered everywhere.    

    

Accompanied by a loud sound, his body was blown away by the strike like a pile of rotten grass, leaving behind two long streams of blood fog in the air.    

    

Finally, with a loud bang and a cloud of dust that filled the air, his body flew out, and he flew into a pile of rubble.    

    

"It worked!"    

    

The setting sun's eyes flashed with joy as it watched this scene.    

    

"Hmph, I'll take your life while you're sick!" He harrumphed in his heart, and with a sudden movement of his body, he shot towards the place where Wu Hao had fallen, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.    

    

"Kid, keep your eyes open in your next life and don't provoke people you can't afford to offend again!" The setting sun warned as the short swords in her hands that were filled with holes became a beam of light, becoming one with the sword and shooting towards the heart area of Wu Hao who was lying on the rocks, staring wide-eyed and not moving at all.    

    

Swish!    

    

It hit!    

    

A hint of surprise flashed across Sunset's face. He discovered that the short sword in his hand had already pierced through his opponent's chest, and seemed to have struck his heart.    

    

And now, he was so close to the other party that the latter was staring at him with eyes wide open, not daring to believe him.    

    

"Haha …" In the end, you won't be able to escape death … "Ugh …" Sunset laughed maniacally in his heart, but in the next moment, his voice abruptly stopped.    

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, who was staring at him with a look of disbelief, suddenly raised his hand and thrusted his sword at Su Yun's chest.    

    

Pfft!    

    

Dark red blood slowly seeped out from the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword. The setting sun's eyes stared wide as she loosened the short sword in her hand and stood up unsteadily.    

    

He was quickly retreating.    

    

He stared at his chest with a look of disbelief.    

    

This world had changed too quickly, it was so fast that it was hard to accept. He, who was originally happy that he had killed Wu Hao, now discovered that he had been killed in the opposite direction.    

    

The feeling of falling from heaven to hell was indescribable by others, but as someone who was on the verge of death, he felt it through his own body.    

    

Just then, lying in the middle of the rocks, with his clothes dyed red with blood, Wu Hao suddenly raised his hand to pull out the dagger at his chest, and threw it to the side. His other hand covered his chest, and like a carp striking hard, he jumped up.    

    

He was seriously injured, but right now he couldn't bother to heal. He stared at the setting sun, afraid that the other party would still be able to resist.    

    

However, it was obvious that his worries were unnecessary.    

    

That sword just now had accurately pierced into his heart. Right now, his opponent was already at the end of his strength. It was already quite impressive for him to be able to stand firm with that last breath.    

    

"You … [You actually didn't die …] I clearly stabbed your heart, but why are you fine … "    

    

Seeing that he actually didn't die and instead jumped up like a dragon and a tiger, Sunset's mouth spewed out blood. A feeling of exhaustion spread throughout his body, and he immediately felt weak.    

    

It should be said that even his consciousness had become extremely weak at this moment.    

    

"Why?" Hearing that, Wu Hao's face turned cold, a cold look flashed past his eyes, and he slowly said: "Go to hell, ask away!"    

    

"You … "Pfft!"    

    

Once he said this, Sunset was so infuriated that it vomited out even more blood. He clutched his chest as his body trembled, and he fell to his knees.    

    

Seeing that the other party had finally fallen, Wu Hao heaved a sigh of relief even though he looked calm on the surface.    

    

He couldn't dodge the attack of the setting sun. In a hurry, he might as well let the opponent stab him in the chest to create the illusion that he had stabbed the heart, but the real thing had only hit the side of the heart.    

    

In the moment of danger, he moved his body slightly, dodging the calamity and taking back his life.    

    

However, the risk he took was so great that only he himself could understand it. If he didn't pretend not to believe it, causing the setting sun to think that it had stabbed him in the heart, he would have attacked unexpectedly.    

    

If the other party were to notice, even a slight disturbance in the short sword in his chest would take his life.    

    

However.    

    

There was only one difference, yet it had become two different endings.    

    

Since ancient times, the victor was the king and the loser was the bandit.    

    

Failure meant failure.    

    

With the death of the setting sun, all of this disappeared into thin air.    

    

He was no longer a person in this world.    

    

This was the result of being the villain.    

    

Wu Hao took a deep breath, then suddenly pointed his finger at the acupuncture points around the horrifying wound on his chest.    

    

He had stopped some of the blood that was frantically gushing out, so that he would not bleed to death in a short period of time.    

    

Unfortunately, he came out in a hurry. He didn't have time to bring out some miraculous medicine that could stop the bleeding, or else he could have used it to stop the bleeding.    

    

However, without any hemostasis pills, he could meditate to treat his injuries to stop his bleeding, but now that Xiao Cui had not saved him yet, it was naturally impossible for him to meditate to heal his injuries on the spot.    

    

soul consciousness swept across the setting sun, only after confirming that the other party had died a long time ago did he walk over, and pull out the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword s on his chest.    

    

Grasping the hilt of the sword, his sword tip slanted towards the ground. He stood where he was and raised his head slightly to look at the ends of his vision, at a height of three thousand meters, ravaged by countless astral winds, as though he was a Black Wind Cliff that had been cut in half at the waist.    

    

A sharp light flashed across his eyes.    

    

He had already seen it clearly.    

    

At the peak of the Black Wind Cliff, there were only two figures. One of them was his own maidservant Xiao Cui, and the other, judging from his figure, belonged to Jiao Ruhua.    

    

"Jiao Ruhua..." His voice suddenly became hoarse as a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.