YM778.TV Chapter 377 - If There’s No Decision, Cut Off with a Single Strike (2)
Chapter 377: If There’s No Decision, Cut Off with a Single Strike (2)
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However, the flesh and blood demonic qi of these black-armored fish demons combined with the chains that locked the green flood dragon. The chains slowly tightened and locked onto the flood dragon’s body.
A few huge black-armored fish demons were waiting behind.
“Boom!”
The sword light disappeared, and countless fish demon carcasses floated up. The lake water flowed back, and huge waves surged. More than 10 dragon boats capsized.
The underwater scene was covered by the lake water.
“Hehe, so the Spiritual Dao Sect is going to kill the flood dragon.” Han Muye laughed.
When the lake water was split, his divine sense could detect the underwater scene.
The Spiritual Dao Sect indeed wanted to kill the flood dragon. Their sword light and spiritual light were fighting with the flood dragon.
Even though the flood dragon was locked, its strength and defense were still extremely strong. It could also use water-elemental demonic techniques, so its strength was definitely not lower than the Heaven Realm.
From the looks of it, the Spiritual Dao Sect wanted to save face by leading a group of experts to kill a Heaven Realm demon?
In the sky, many people were silent.
“However, I’m very curious why these black-armored fish demons would join forces with the Spiritual Dao Sect.”
Han Muye spoke again.
The black-armored fish demons also attacked the green flood dragon.
Wasn’t this an alliance?
However, not long ago, the fish demon had just fought head-on with the Spiritual Dao Sect’s fleet, and both sides had suffered heavy losses.
“Hehe, it’s a cultivation sect after all. What they value are benefits. They don’t care about morals or morals.”
Han Muye laughed and slowly raised his hand.
Sword light condensed behind him.
“We sword cultivators distinguish between gratitude and grudges.
“We sword cultivators would rather die than submit.
“We sword cultivators put aside life and death and focus on the sword in our hands!
“Is the sword still sharp?
“Sword cultivator!
“I’m a true sword cultivator!”
The sword lights behind Han Muye gathered into a thousand-foot-long sword.
“Senior Brother Han, please test your sword!”
Everyone shouted.
The sword intent on the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was connected. At this moment, the surging sword light condensed. The patterns on it were profound, and the sword edge was sharp. A halo flashed.
Han Muye laughed and turned to look at the dragon boats behind him.
“I’m not talented, but I have some comprehension of the Sword Dao. Fellow Daoists, are you willing to come and comprehend this sword technique of mine?”
Comprehend Han Muye’s sword technique!
The Immortal of the Sword Dao had invited them to comprehend his swordsmanship!
Behind him, on the dragon boat of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect, Yang Mingxuan sat cross-legged without hesitation. The sword intent and soul power on his body separated a little and collided with the huge sword of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
The eyes of the sword cultivators from the other sects lit up as they stared fixedly at the huge sword.
“Wanyue will probably regret it for the rest of her life if she misses the enlightenment of the Immortal of the Sword Dao.” On the bow of the Moon Essence Sword Sect, Young Sect Master Wanyue took a step forward. The sword intent in her body combined with the sword light.
Sword lights rose and collided with the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s sword lights, turning the thousand-foot-long sword lights into 3,000 feet, 5,000 feet, and 10,000 feet!
In the sky, all the Golden Core cultivators were staring at the huge sword.
A Golden Core cultivator suddenly frowned and said, “Can this soul of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect withstand this sword?”
Soul!
Everyone was stunned for a moment before surprise flashed across their faces.
Not to mention this sword, even the sword that cut open the Clear Lake that was 30,000 feet long was not something a low-level disciple could activate.
Without the power of the peak of the Golden Core Realm, it was probably impossible to activate that sword light.
“This Sword Pavilion’s inheritance should have extremely powerful soul power…” Someone muttered.
However, no matter how strong it was, could it control this sword?
At this moment, the sword light had already reached 10,000 feet!
Even the soul of a half-step Heaven Realm expert could not control the sword light smoothly.
Unless it was the power of a Heaven Realm soul!
Could Han Muye have the power of a Heaven Realm soul?
“I remember that the soul power of the Sword Pavilion can condense into a sword. Then it can only be replenished through 60 years of bitter cultivation?”
Someone quietly looked at Tuoba Cheng.
Unfortunately, Tuoba Cheng’s face seemed to be fake. There was no change in his expression at all.
“Even if this Immortal Han cultivates the divine soul sword, he probably won’t be willing to waste it at this time, right?”
“If he really exhausts his Spiritual Soul Sword Qi, what can the Rising Dragon Platform compete with?”
Someone shook his head and looked relaxed.
That made sense.
“Hmph, Han Muye can’t activate this sword at all.”
In the turbulent lake, on the dragon boat of the Spiritual Dao Sect, a green-robed Daoist spoke coldly.
The elites of the various sects on the surrounding dragon boats nodded.
Among the elites of the various sects, which one of them did not cultivate step by step?
In a hundred years, no matter how talented he was, it was impossible for him to have the power of a Heaven Realm soul.
This sword was strong, but it was impossible to control it.
It was a bluff.
“Let me see how the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, who wants to compete with my Spiritual Dao Sect, will use this sword.”
On the Spiritual Dao Sect’s dragon boat, a young man placed his hands behind his back and sneered at the huge sword.
The dragon boats near the Spiritual Dao Sect dragon boats quietly retreated.
Saying it was one thing, doing it was another.
“Boom!”
Under the water surface, dark light exploded.
Two magnificent figures rushed out.
The heads of the two black-armored fish demons that were more than 3,000 feet tall flashed with a black halo as they collided with the green flood dragon.
The green flood dragon’s body trembled as its scales shattered and blood spewed out.
The chain that was stained with the green flood dragon’s blood flickered with dazzling spiritual light and wrapped around the green flood dragon tightly.
The green flood dragon let out a painful roar. Then it opened its mouth and spat out a jade-white pill.
The pill floated and spun around the green flood dragon.
The green flood dragon was at the end of its rope.
Streaks of blood-colored light turned into a net, trying to bind him.