Nangong Zhe clenched the wooden sword in his hand tightly. Due to the numerous clashes with the Disaster Sword, the wooden sword was already full of scars, and there were deep cracks in several places.
However, Nangong Zhe did not know how to refute the man's words. Whether it was strength, speed, or sword moves. The man in the blood-red robe was almost crushing him.
Just now, Nangong Zhe also felt an inexplicable sense of impatience. Since Nangong Zhe started fighting people, his opponents were basically ninjas, or ninjas who were proficient in some sword techniques.
It was almost unprecedented for Nan Gongzhe to fight with a pure martial artist.
This time, Nan Gongzhe had always been on the losing side in the battle between the man in crimson clothes. Although he did not feel anything, the subconscious self-esteem hidden in his heart made Nangong Zhe's heart uneasy.
"Huff …"
Nangong Zhe exhaled a long breath, and Nangong Zhe's restless heart and impatience seemed to have slowed down a little.
Whether it was the Asura Blood Sea Diagram or the spatial crack before, they were all different. In fact, they had already consumed a lot of Nangong Zhe's energy. Under such circumstances, it was normal for Nangong Zhe's mental state to be a little unstable.
After Nangong Zhe exhaled, he stabbed the man in the blood-red robe with his sword.
This attack was no longer as hurried as it had been at the beginning. The effect was also much better. When the sword was three inches away from the man in the blood-red robe's chest, the man in the blood-red robe used the Disaster Sword to block Nangong Zhe's sword.
"This sword strike is not bad. Let's continue, let's continue. Let me see what kind of master my Disaster Sword has chosen for me! "
The man in the blood-red robe was not angry because he almost got hit. Instead, he looked very happy and interested.
"Since you're back to normal, I'll be a little more serious, right?"
The crimson-robed man's eyes turned cold. His eyes were filled with sharp sword energy. When Nangong Zhe met the man's gaze, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes.
"The Asura Blood Sea isn't just for suppressing. Learn it well!"
As the man spoke, the Asura Blood Sea Diagram that had just appeared behind him transformed into a bloody mist. It wrapped around the Tribulation Sword in his hand.
"Slash!"
The man forcefully swung the Tribulation Sword in his hand, and a crescent-shaped blood-red sword Qi attacked Nangong Zhe.
From time to time, shrill cries could be heard coming from the blood-red sword energy. One after another, ghosts were moving about on the blood-red crescent-shaped sword.
As long as one came into direct contact with this blood blade, it was very likely that one would be devoured by the malicious spirit hidden within before being harmed by the sword qi.
"Then I have to thank you for teaching me how to use it!"
The crimson-robed man's actions had inspired Nangong Zhe to a certain extent. Nangong Zhe's thoughts followed Nangong Zhe's thoughts, and the appearance of Yama that had just formed appeared behind him.
Nangong Zhe nodded at Yama behind him. Yama seemed to understand Nangong Zhe's intention.
"Hah!"
Yama, with a green face and fangs, let out a low roar. He turned into a black thunderbolt and wrapped around the broken wooden sword in Nangong Zhe's hand.
This was originally an ordinary wooden sword. However, at this moment, after Yama's black thunderbolt transformed into Yama, it emitted a shocking aura.
"Break!"
Nangong Zhe turned around and faced the blood-red sword Qi that was following him. It was only two to three meters away from his roommate. He held the wooden sword slightly and charged it for a short period of time. Nangong Zhe used the wooden sword wrapped in black thunderbolts to slash at the blood-red sword Qi.
The black and red sword Qi collided and entangled with each other. In the end, after a loud explosion, there was no trace of them anymore.
The crimson-robed man's figure gradually appeared in the smoke of the explosion. The Catastrophe Sword in his hand was still wrapped in blood-red clouds, but it was obvious that it had become much fainter.
The Asura Blood Sea Painting used the souls of the dead, as well as various kinds of blood Qi, killing intent, and evil spirits to unleash its strongest power.
However, Nangong Zhe had formed the True Form of Yama. Yama was a kind of power that ruled between heaven and earth. Therefore, when the Asura Blood Sea Painting confronted the True Form of Yama, it was almost impossible to unleash its greatest advantage.
This was also the fundamental reason why Nangong Zhe could rely on his newly formed True Form of Yama to fight against the crimson-robed man's Asura Blood Sea Painting, which had been formed for countless years.
"Senior, can't you and I talk nicely? I already have a rough idea of who you are. You don't have any evil intentions towards me. Otherwise, I would have been eaten by all kinds of undead in the Blood Sea. "
Looking at the crimson-robed man's figure, Nangong Zhe was panting at this moment.
"Of course I know that you have already guessed my identity. It was probably that old toad from Mount Myoboku who told you, right? When he used his useless Dream Entry Technique to observe me, I had already noticed. I just didn't want to talk to him. My name is Banishment. "
Although the crimson-robed man kept talking to Nangong Zhe, the sword in his hand never stopped moving. Instead, it was constantly attacking Nangong Zhe.
"Of course I don't have much time. I have to hurry up and let you truly step onto the path of the sword!"
When Nangong Zhe narrowly dodged one of the Banishment's sword moves, he heard Banishment's words.
"Time?"
Nangong Zhe looked at Banishment. There were some doubts in his heart, as well as some vague guesses.
"Yes, I don't have much time. I actually died a long time ago. It's just that a wisp of my soul is residing in this Heavenly Tribulation Sword. In order to let you comprehend the origin, I have already consumed a lot of power. Now I have to hurry up. Otherwise, when my soul dissipates, I won't be able to truly teach you. "
Banishment constantly waved the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his hand. Exquisite sword moves were casually used on Nangong Zhe.
Nangong Zhe exerted force on his feet and used the wooden sword to block Banishment's sword moves. Even his body was cut a few times by the sharp sword qi. He used all his strength to block Banishment's sword.
He stared at Banishment's eyes with his own eyes.
"Then we don't have to do this. Even if you are just a wisp of your soul, you can still continue for a long time as long as you properly nourish yourself. Why are you in such a hurry to teach me in such a way that harms your own origin? "
That's right. He could have taught Nangong Zhe slowly. However, Banishment still used such an extreme method, which really made Nangong Zhe confused.
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