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Chapter 1273 The Transformed Dragon Now Presses the Sword (7)

In the Chengjian Gate, Ji Wutian's body resembled electricity, turning into countless afterimages in the air. Rolling demonic energy poured into these afterimages, turning them into reality. No one present except Mo Changsheng could distinguish them.

Which one of them is Ji Wutian's true form?

Mo Changsheng seemed not to have seen the demonic shadow in the sky, standing motionless on the spot, not even showing the slightest trace of momentum.

If you observe carefully, you can find that there is deep disdain deep in his eyes.

When he had just made a breakthrough in his previous life, Ji Wutian's actions might have caused him some trouble, but now, this little trick can't even be hidden from his consciousness.

Ji Wutian didn't know how ridiculous his trick was in Mo Changsheng's eyes. When he saw Mo Changsheng standing motionless, he thought he was shocked by him and felt very proud.

When he moved to a position behind Mo Changsheng, he found that Mo Changsheng was still defenseless, and was finally ready to take action.

"Heavenly Sword Style*Five of Swords*Heavenly Hidden Thorn!"

Hidden Sky Stab is the only hidden sword move in the Heavenly Sword style. It is silent and mysterious when activated. It can be activated by sword energy or the flying sword body. At this moment, in order to pursue a one-hit kill, Ji

Wutian chose the latter.

The phantoms in the sky still existed, but Ji Wutian's real body was holding the spiritual sword and stabbed Mo Changsheng silently in the back of the heart.

Seeing that the spiritual sword was about to penetrate, Ji Wutian couldn't help but smile on his face. At this moment, a voice full of ridicule came into his ears.

"Are you happy too early?"

Mo Changsheng turned around to face Ji Wutian, who was sneaking up on him. Due to his speed, he left an afterimage of Ji Wutian with his back to Ji Wutian.

Ding!

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and Mo Changsheng's right index finger and middle finger came together, tightly clamping Ji Wutian's spirit sword.

Ji Wutian looked at Mo Changsheng's right hand in disbelief, his scarlet eyes almost turned into bells.

His spiritual sword is the fourth level of the best. Let alone the mortal body, even a piece of hundred-refined steel is not even half as hard as tofu in front of his spiritual sword. However, Mo Changsheng actually clamped it with two fingers.

He activated the Tianyin Thorn with all his strength, and this kind of result would never appear even in his dreams.

"Zhu Rong's Secret Finger*Duan Yue!"

Mo Changsheng gave a soft drink, and the extremely powerful Zhu Rong's true power poured into his right hand. Then, his index finger and middle finger suddenly exerted force according to the technique in Zhu Rong's secret finger.

There was only a crisp sound of "boom", and the fourth-level spiritual sword sandwiched between two fingers broke into two pieces with a vague cry!

This spiritual sword was Ji Wutian's natal flying sword that had been sacrificed and refined for hundreds of years. It was suddenly destroyed at this moment, which immediately caused severe backlash to Ji Wutian.

As soon as this guy became a demon, he blatantly devoured so many sword cultivators from the Chengjian Sect who were already at the foundation level and above. Although his strength increased greatly, he also planted hidden dangers within his body.

He is a pure sword cultivator, and even if he becomes possessed by a demon, this will not change. His natal spiritual sword is very important to him. Previously, he had the natal spiritual sword to help him adjust and suppress the cultivation that he had devoured. At this moment, the spiritual sword was destroyed.

, his body suddenly became a mess.

Ji Wutian looked like a rubber man filled with too much water. His whole body began to deform crazily, either bulging out here or deflating there. At the same time, the demonic energy surrounding him became extremely manic, not only destroying the surroundings unconsciously.

environment, and also caused great damage to Ji Wutian himself.

If the injuries outside the body can only be regarded as skin injuries, which are not worth mentioning to a Nascent Soul-level demon cultivator, the condition inside Ji Wutian's body is a completely different matter.

The manic demonic energy was raging crazily in his body, not only destroying a large number of meridians, but also seriously damaging his Nascent Soul. If Ji Wutian hadn't absorbed a large amount of Yimu Qi when he broke through, he might even have died at this moment.

Danger.

Looking at Ji Wutian who looked like a deformed doll in front of him, Mo Changsheng snorted disdainfully, feeling a little annoyed.

He originally planned to torture this guy severely, but he didn't expect that just destroying a spiritual sword would make Ji Wutian like this. To be honest, he was even a little disappointed.

With a helpless sigh, Mo Changsheng gently raised his right hand, intending to kill Ji Wutian directly. At this moment, the situation above Chengjian Gate suddenly changed.

I saw a white cloud shrinking rapidly in the sky, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant cloud sword with a length of more than 100 meters and a strange shape. In the center of the giant sword, a chaotic vortex grew from small to large, and in a short time it grew from sesame to sesame.

The size has become a space portal with a radius of about ten feet.

Several extremely terrifying pressures surged out from the portal, each one more than the pressure Ji Wutian had shown before.

Although these pressures were strong, they were not enough for Mo Changsheng to take him seriously. However, in addition to these pressures, there was an inexplicable aura that made him a little afraid.

"Demon-Slaying Sword!"

Izumoko and Lian Yushuang exclaimed in unison, and the look of horror on their faces made Zhu Si, who didn't know why, involuntarily become nervous.

"You two, what's wrong with you? What is the Demon-Slaying Sword?" Zhu Si asked repeatedly.

Izumo swallowed nervously, first cautiously glanced at the giant cloud sword in mid-air, and then explained with a wry smile: "General Zhu, be careful! The Demon-Slaying Sword is nothing."

Halfway through the words, Izumoko suddenly realized that there was something wrong with what he said. He coughed a few times and then continued: "The Demon-Slaying Sword is one of the most powerful inherited magic weapons of the Chengjian Sect. It is an incomparable weapon inherited from ancient times.

Regarding the secret treasure, each of the top sects only has one or two treasures that can compete with it."

"You can think of it as a nuclear bomb in the hands of the government. In most cases, it is only used as a deterrent. Except when it is necessary to cross the space barrier and break the space barrier, the major sects will not use this

A secret treasure of level."

After Izumo explained this, Zhu Si immediately understood the meaning of the Demon-Slaying Sword, and then he immediately thought of something.

"Did you also think about it?" Izumo said with a bitter smile: "Since the Chengjian Gate has established a mountain gate here, it means that the space gate of the Yaochi small world can definitely be opened nearby, and to open this kind of space gate, you only need to spend some boundary stones.

That would be fine, but they didn’t do that, and instead used the Demon-Slaying Sword!”

"Do you know how much it costs to use the Demon-Slaying Sword to forcefully open a small world portal? That is a terrifying number that would make even the top sects feel pain!"

"Compared with normal space portals, the space portals opened with inherited secret treasures such as the Demon-Slaying Sword have a special feature, that is, the Nascent Soul Lords can cross-border attacks through this portal, and now it is obvious that the Chengjian Sect
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