After Yang Qingxuan was sent flying, his legs landed on the ground. He slid for more than thirty meters before he stopped.
His chest was hit by the millstone. Not only were his internal organs damaged, but the dense venom also sprayed on his body. It was as painful as being cut by a knife.
However, being able to escape from the huge millstone could be considered a blessing in disguise.
If Zuo Jun had remained calm and used the millstone to slowly crush him, he would have been consigned to eternal damnation. He would have exhausted all his True Qi and died.
"Yang Qingxuan, aren't you awesome? Show me some strength so I can slowly torture you! I want to magnify all the pain you have suffered by ten times, no, a hundred times, and add it to your body! "
Zuo Jun grabbed with his left hand. The endless poisonous gas mixed with the Yin Spirit Qi condensed in his palm and turned into a sickle.
His figure flashed and appeared beside Yang Qingxuan. He slashed down at an extremely tricky angle.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and angry. A sense of danger emerged in his heart. The attack of the millstone had turned the tide of the battle. He was at an absolute disadvantage.
Moreover, the surrounding Yin Spirit Qi did not feel anything unusual when he was not injured. At this moment, he felt waves of Yin Spirit Qi and the poisonous gas invading his body.
Zuo Jun was the complete opposite. He was like a fish in water in the Yin Spirit Qi. It was as if the Yin Spirit Qi was an endless source of energy.
When the sickle slashed down, its power was not much weaker than before. It could be seen that Zuo Jun's physical strength was not consumed much.
Yang Qingxuan was in a hurry. He grabbed with his right hand and the broken Demon Slayer Sword appeared in an instant to block the attack.
"Bang!"
The sickle hit the Demon Slayer Sword, creating circles of poisonous light that attacked Yang Qingxuan's body. The sword light of his Martial Soul was also suppressed.
"Broken sword? Ha, hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter. A broken sword of soul light? Is this your trashy martial soul? Hahahaha!! "
Zuo Jun laughed crazily. He held his stomach with his right hand and laughed until tears came out of his eyes. "My stomach hurts from laughing. It turns out that the one who has been fighting with me is a trash of soul light!"
"To think that I even treated you as an official opponent. Trash like you doesn't even have the qualifications!"
The smile on Zuo Jun's face disappeared. His face was full of sarcasm and disdain. "The grandson of a garbage man should be an honest garbage man instead of trying to change his lowly fate. Now he's going to lose his life!"
The sickle turned slightly and stuck the Demon Slayer in place. Then, it suddenly pressed down!
The poisonous blade light vibrated, and a layer of the soul light on the sword seemed to have been shaved off. Yang Qingxuan's mind was greatly shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His essence, energy, and spirit rapidly withered.
"No! If this continued, he would really die! The difference in strength is too great! "
Yang Qingxuan's heart was filled with anxiety. He felt his Divine Sense being invaded by the poisonous gas. He was a little dazed. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and sobered up a little.
"Right now, the only way to turn the tables is to use the Sixth Sun! But in my current state, I'm afraid that before the six suns appear, my body will explode from the Sun Flame True Qi! "
"But if I don't try, I won't have the slightest chance!"
He had been through hundreds of battles and had escaped death countless times. Even if there was only a slim chance of survival, he would do his best to fight!
He took a deep breath. He held the sword in his right hand and resisted the sickle with difficulty. His left palm operated the True Qi and began to condense the Sun Flame in his body.
Zuo Jun's pupils shrank as if he had sensed something. He sneered, "Oh, how can you shake a tree before you die? The soul light of this broken sword is getting weaker and weaker. It will soon disperse. The Martial Spirit represents the essence, energy, spirit, spirit, and spirit of a martial artist. Once it disappears, it means that you have been completely defeated by me! "
The sickle pressed down again, and the sound of metal clashing rang incessantly!
The soul light on the broken Demon Slayer sword was like a candle in the wind. It flickered in the poisonous blade light. Just like Yang Qingxuan's life, it was about to be extinguished at any time.
The Martial Spirit represented the essence, energy, spirit, spirit, and spirit of a martial artist!
Yang Qingxuan's pupils suddenly shrank. The Sun Flame True Qi in his body suddenly dispersed. His eyes shot out a terrifying light!
Zuo Jun's words made him suddenly understand.
The Martial Spirit was the manifestation of essence, energy, spirit, spirit, and spirit. It was like the energy of heaven and earth. It was born from the source and grew towards the heart.
"If this sword represents my essence, energy, spirit, spirit, and spirit, how can it only have one soul light and lose to a scum like you!"
A sword light suddenly lit up between his eyebrows. It emitted an endless purple soul light. It was as if there were ten thousand sword shadows flashing within the square inch!
"The bright moon shines together. The sky is full of emotions. Drifting clouds become snow."
"Sweeping across the universe, shaking the universe. There are no two in the world of mortals. Everything is transformed into a sword."
The Demon Slayer sword in his hand was affected by the power of the Sword Tomb. Its soul light suddenly shone brightly.
"This is …!"
Zuo Jun's eyes popped open like copper bells. "Soul light! There's one more soul light!"
The sword emitted a second soul light, followed by a third and a fourth …
"Impossible! Impossible! "
Zuo Jun cried out in horror. "Soul light is fixed since birth. How can there be a change?! You trash, don't try to play any tricks in front of me! I'm not in the mood to play with you now. I'll send you to heaven directly! "
The sickle moved and dispersed in an instant. It turned into a boundless poison. When he put his hands together, it condensed into the Great Millstone of Heaven and Earth and pressed down fiercely!
Under the influence of the Great Millstone of Heaven and Earth, the Yin Spirit Qi on the mountain peak turned into a whirlwind and converged on the millstone.
The chilly wind was biting cold and the poisonous gas was mottled. It was an awe-inspiring scene that covered the sky and the sun!
Even Meng Rui and the others couldn't help but be shocked. Their hands slowed down and they all looked over.
The millstone was bigger than before after the Yin Spirit Qi poured in. Zuo Jun pushed his palms and shouted, "The descendants of garbage workers can only be garbage workers forever! The result of challenging an aristocratic family is to be turned into ashes! "
Yang Qingxuan held the sword with one hand and stood coldly. He turned a deaf ear to the changes in heaven and earth around him. Zuo Jun's roar didn't enter his ears at all.
All his attention was on the Demon Slaying Sword.
The sword's body was as smooth as flowing clouds. The cold light on it shone on the blood-red clothes. It was intact. The small characters engraved on it were finally revealed: A thousand years of wind and clouds — A smile!
The imposing aura that could surpass heaven and earth spread out along with the eight characters. It was like a dragon and phoenix crying in the valley.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. This sword was only transformed from a wisp of the original body's soul, but it had such a terrifying aura. It could be seen that this sword was an existence that could shock the world in the past!
"You bear the peerless sword will and the immortal reputation. You're not willing to be lonely, right?"
Yang Qingxuan flicked the sword and shouted, "Sword Art!"
A strong wind whistled and swirled around his body. It was as if wind and fire were added to his body. He turned into a Golden Crow and charged toward the Great Millstone of Heaven and Earth!
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