Time returned to the moment when Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was pierced by the Heaven-Cleaving sword infused with the power of Sword Dao, and completely exploded into a bloody mist …
In that instant, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal thought that it would be very painful, but the truth was that he actually didn't feel any pain at all … His body had already completely collapsed as the power of Sword Dao pierced through all his tendons and meridians. There wasn't even any flesh left as he disintegrated into a bloody mist.
However, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal realized that his soul had actually been preserved in perfect condition …
In his soul state, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal realized that he was just an incorporeal body. He floated in the air, but the scene in front of him was still vivid in his mind.
After Evil Sword God had roared a few times, Wang Ling had instantly appeared and directly slapped Evil Sword God so hard that he couldn't take care of himself …
Too strong!
Sure enough, Brother Ling's strength was even more terrifying than he had imagined!
But, what was going on?
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't understand it. Logically speaking, given the power of the Heaven-Cleaving sword, which could almost be called a divine sword, coupled with the power of Sword Dao, even a soul could be destroyed in an instant, let alone a physical body.
But the result was contrary to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's expectations; his soul was actually unscathed …
A moment later, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal realized that the bloody mist drifting in the air was actually condensing again, his meridians were regenerating bit by bit, and his physical body was reforming bit by bit. Just like the legendary Blood Escape Spell, a brand new version of himself was formed.
Not only that, even his clothes were reforming!
A perfect resurrection?
It wasn't until that moment that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal realized that the Soul Suppression Ring on the ring finger of his left hand was surging with an enormous amount of spirit power! It was the spirit power produced by the special power of this magic ring that had protected his soul from being destroyed by the Heaven-Cleaving sword and allowed his physical body to continuously reform.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help sighing. If this extremely inauspicious calamity was his destiny, then this Soul Suppression Ring had already successfully helped him get through it.
A person didn't encounter an extremely inauspicious calamity many times in their lives, and the chances of turning it around were almost negligible.
It was precisely because of this that Cheat Master Reed felt that he was completely hopeless after divining Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's calamity.
It looked like he owed Brother Ling another huge favor!
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help sighing in his heart as his body was completely reconstructed and resurrected.
If it wasn't for this ring, it would have been difficult for him to survive this calamity.
By the time he was resurrected, Evil Sword God had already been slapped a second time. He was sent flying by Wang Ling's slap and landed on the sports field. When he flew out of the school building, his head actually hit the water tank in the school toilet …
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Evil Sword God crawled up from the ground, his whole body trembling and even his knees shaking uncontrollably.
He was frightened, but also angry …
When had he, the 10-meter Sword God, ever suffered such humiliation?
After two consecutive palm strikes, not only did he not have the strength to fight back, even his two spirit swords had been snatched away by the other party … This was an absolute humiliation, and Evil Sword God felt embarrassed for the first time!
His body trembled, and he gritted his teeth as he stubbornly stood up from the ground. His entire body was trembling, and blood flowed out from his seven apertures. Dark red blood flowed out from the gaps between his teeth … Even his front teeth had disappeared.
This young man was definitely not just a Bodiless Immortal.
Evil Sword God was certain.
To be able to injure him to this extent with just these two slaps, this person definitely wasn't an ordinary person.
But he still refused to admit defeat … Since his debut, he, Evil Sword God, had caused fear in all walks of life, and no one he wanted to kill could escape his wrath … When had he ever been humiliated like this?
However, when he saw Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who had already turned into a bloody mist in the air, reform his body and come back to life, a rare look of horror appeared on his face.
"This is impossible! How is this possible?! "Evil Sword God gnashed his teeth. Given the strength of that young man in white, there was absolutely no way he would have the strength to hide any means of resurrection. His Heaven-Cleaving sword contained the formidable power of Sword Dao, which was the Heavenly Dao of the Three Thousand Great Spells. When the power of Heavenly Dao poured into one's body, it was almost no different from divine punishment. The moment it entered one's body, even one's soul would disintegrate completely, let alone one's body.
This was a method that would leave one without a burial ground. Evil Sword God didn't know how many people he had killed with this method … As far as he knew, no one had survived.
So …
Who the hell knew what he had experienced today?
Evil Sword God looked at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who had been completely resurrected, and even his clothes had been completely restored, as if time had been reversed.
At that moment, Evil Sword God's heart was filled with confidence. "No matter what, my venerable self has to respond with my strongest means in this battle, and I can't hold anything back. Back then, shifu Sword Immortal Fan Rui chose Senior Brother Yi Jianchuan as his successor, and that was the beginning of all my resentment … All these years, my venerable self has painstakingly practiced sword skills and cultivated Sword Dao. I don't think senior brother is my match anymore, but … "
Evil Sword God realized that at that moment, he was facing an even greater challenge than confronting his senior brother, General Yi Jianchuan.
Back then, everything he had done had been purely to prove his strength. He had killed his shifu and painstakingly practiced sword skills for the sake of one day being able to exterminate his senior brother, General Yi Jianchuan, with one sword strike …
Today, however, he had clearly encountered an even greater opponent.
Evil Sword God took a deep breath and calmed his mind down as quickly as possible.
No matter what, he had to get serious …
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Evil Sword God got up. True Immortal spirit power surged all over his body, and his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In a lot of situations, especially in battle, when one side was at a disadvantage, many people would choose to take pills in order to fight a battle of attrition. But Evil Sword God was different; his pride wouldn't allow him to do so.
When it came to Sword Dao, he thought that he was almost invincible, and that no one could beat him in Sword Dao!
"Sword spirit contract!" He made a hand seal and forcibly activated the power of the contract.
In an instant, the Heaven-Cleaving sword in Wang Ling's hand turned into particles of light and reappeared in Evil Sword God's hand.
Although Wang Ling had seized both spirit swords, he hadn't erased the power of the contract on them, so Evil Sword God had an opportunity to take advantage of it.
But it didn't matter anymore …
Wang Ling could see that this Evil Sword God was confident in his Sword Dao. Since that was the case, he should use the same Sword Dao to fight back and completely destroy this kind of person's confidence …
"Brother Ling …" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "What should we do now?"
Wang Ling stretched out his hand, and a space crack directly appeared in the air.
Then, a peach wood spirit sword was directly pulled out of the crack …
Without saying a word, Wang Ling directly threw Jingke into Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's hands …
The moment he caught Jingke, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's hands trembled.
Go cut him down …
Wang Ling looked straight at Evil Sword God as he spoke telepathically to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
There was no superfluous talk.
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