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Chapter 1882

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In Hell, there was a bloody mist everywhere.

In front of the passage to the 13th floor of Hell, the bloody mist was even thicker. If you walked in it, your visibility would be less than 10 meters! Everything you could see was blood red, and your nose was filled with the smell of blood.

However, there were continuous rumbling sounds coming from the bloody mist. From afar, the rumbling sounds sounded like dull thunder. When you got closer, you would find that there was a huge round blood cocoon standing proudly in the thick bloody mist. The blood cocoon was 10 meters tall and 100 meters in diameter. It was slightly round, and its surface was irregular. It was formed by the bloody mist, but it also looked like a huge red heart!

If someone came here at this moment, they would definitely be surprised that this three-story-tall 'heart' was still beating!

However, if you looked carefully, you would find that it wasn't beating. Instead, it was somewhere in the 'heart'. Because someone inside had hit it with great force, the wall of the blood-red 'heart' was pushed open!

"Break!"

Another roar came from the 'heart'. A figure in black waved a strangely shaped long blade in his hand and slashed at the red wall of bloody mist that looked like the skin of a bitter melon. The bright half-moon light instantly illuminated the entire small space!

Bang! The wall of bloody mist seemed to be made of rubber. It was pushed back by this strike, as if a huge hand had pushed it hard!

Although this strike was powerful, it was still far from being able to split open this elastic wall! The bloody mist was formed by the six Blood Mist Demon Brothers. In fact, the six brothers were also secretly shocked. Since they had trapped Ye Kong, this kid had been slashing non-stop. However, what surprised the six brothers was that with each slash, Ye Kong's saber momentum became sharper and fiercer!

Especially the momentum of each slash, it actually made the six Blood Mist Demon Brothers secretly feel fear … The six Blood Mist Demon Brothers thought to themselves, "Fortunately, the Lord of the Netherworld only trapped this kid for a month. Otherwise, he really can't be trapped for a long time!"

"Friend Ye, don't waste your energy!" The voice of the Blood Mist Demon was heard again. "Although I admit that your saber momentum is very strong, given your strength, it will be useless even if it is two or three times stronger! We Blood Mist Demons have been formed for hundreds of thousands of years, and we have cultivated in the blood mist of hell for more than 200,000 years. More importantly, because we have blood mist bodies, the first 30 levels of hell are all supporting us! Therefore … it is impossible for you to split us apart. "

At this moment, another Blood Mist Demon spoke, "I advise you to rest. After a month, we'll naturally release the shackles and let you roam freely. Furthermore, you were trapped by us on the second day of the qualifier. We've trapped you for ten days, which means that twelve days have passed and you're still at the entrance of the thirteenth floor … "

Blood Mist Demon couldn't help but laugh. "We've been delayed for nearly half a month. Even if we let you go, can you catch up? To tell you the truth, the current first place Liao Yi has already entered the 52nd level! Right now, you are the sixth from the bottom among the eight million survivors! The other five were hiding somewhere on the first floor. Do you think you still have any hope of getting first place? "

Hearing this, Ye Kong raised his eyelids and said, "If that's the case, then let me out."

"This …" Although Blood Mist Demon said that Ye Kong couldn't make it in time, he didn't dare to let him out. He could only smile awkwardly. "The Lord of the Underworld asked us to trap you for a month. I'm sorry, not one day less."

Ye Kong ignored him and continued to attack the wall.

He had been here for too long. Ten days, a whole ten days! In fact, he was very anxious. If he really couldn't get out after 15 days … then there was really no hope! He couldn't catch up!

Get out! I must get out! I, Ye, have gone through so many difficulties and risks. How can I be stopped by this layer of blood mist!

In fact, Ye Kong knew in his heart that this blood mist was very strong. This blood mist was very strong, and the most powerful thing was that the surface of the blood mist was soft! No matter how much strength you used, even if you destroyed the Heavenly Dao, it could buffer and disintegrate the strength!

However, Ye Kong thought that no matter how soft and flexible the blood mist was, in the end, it was still because he wasn't sharp enough!

Although rubber tires were hard to cut, with enough strength and sharpness, they could still be cut into pieces! He had to make himself sharper!

Of course, the sharpness belonged to the godly swords. Unfortunately, neither of Ye Kong's godly swords recognized him as their master! He was also quite depressed. Even the King Humanity Armor had recognized him as its master, so why didn't the godly swords? Could it be that the King Humanity Armor wasn't as good as your two lousy swords?

After thinking about it, it was because the two godly swords were trash! A godly weapon like the King Humanity Armor already had a certain degree of self-awareness. If it saw someone pleasing to the eye, even if that person didn't meet its requirements, it was still willing to recognize him as its master. Money was hard to buy, so I was willing. However, the two godly swords couldn't do that. They had no intelligence and no thinking. They only recognized logic! As long as the other party was a god, they could use it. Otherwise, they couldn't.

Therefore, since the two godly swords didn't recognize him as their master, Ye Kong could only use them as sharp iron. However, against the blood mist barrier, just the surface sharpness of the godly swords was no longer enough. It had to be truly sharp, sharp! Only sharp with great strength would be useful!

Since the godly swords couldn't be used, he could only continue to use the Heavenly Dao Blade. However, the Heavenly Dao Blade wasn't strong enough. Ye Kong secretly pondered. Only by comprehending the Middle Emperor's Berserker power and using the War God's blade that was infinitely close to Cao Xiaotian's imitation would there be hope of breaking through the wall!

Ye Kong had already touched the threshold of the Berserker power when he split the Heavenly Pillar in Hao Tian's space. After splitting the Heavenly Pillar for ten days in the blood mist, he felt that he had comprehended a lot more!

Splitting the Heavenly Pillar in Hao Tian's space, each blade could leave a mark! After the slash, he could see if his blade was similar to the one in the Middle Emperor's Residence's Heaven-grade warehouse. Where was the difference, the posture, the angle …

However, in this blood mist barrier, it was a different scene! Because the surface of the blood mist was soft, after a slash, there was no trace at all! At first, Ye Kong wasn't used to it because he couldn't know if his previous slash was similar or not.

However, after slashing for a few days, Ye Kong suddenly realized that he could see the strength of each strike from the amplitude of the blood mist barrier's vibrations!

Because of this, Ye Kong discovered a problem. Often, he thought that the strike was similar, but the power wasn't that great. But a casual strike from him was much more powerful!

Gradually, Ye Kong understood. In the past, he paid too much attention to imitating the marks of the War God's blade, the posture, the angle, the depth … In fact, this was too superficial! Speaking of which, could it be that every slash of the War God was made with this posture, this angle, and this mark?

More importantly, the aura contained in this slash!

How did it come about? It was nothing more than the battle intent in the heart and the instantaneous eruption of power! This was why the War God's blade could be used! This was why there was such a soul-stirring blade mark that even people hundreds of millions of years in the future would shudder when they saw it!

This was the real War God's blade! Only with that powerful battle intent and terrifying willpower could the War God's blade be used! At that time, no matter if you slashed horizontally or vertically, or even casually slashed …

That, could be called the War God's blade!

After understanding all this, Ye Kong finally understood the essence of the War God's blade and understood his previous shortcomings and mistakes.

However, understanding this didn't mean that Ye Kong could use this slash! It was as if everyone understood some of the principles. For example, when writing a novel, anyone could write a few sentences like "Copy all the essays in the world" or "Writing a novel is to tell a story" or "Writing a novel that is immersive will make you famous" … Everyone understood the principles, but when it came to writing, it was different.

Therefore, even though Ye Kong understood the principles, he couldn't use the real War God's blade!

These days, he had been searching, why, why, even though he understood the principles, he couldn't use it? Slowly, he finally understood, it was the battle intent!

Not enough battle intent!

The War God's blade, that was the will of the War God! It was incomparably sharp, without the need for a blade, just this sharp will was enough to kill someone! As for him, Ye Kong, he was only an immortal. No matter how powerful he was, even if he died, he wouldn't be able to reach the War God's will!

This was something he definitely couldn't achieve! Even the Intermediate Emperor, Cao Xiaotian, couldn't reach such a powerful and sharp battle intent!

However, why was Cao Xiaotian still able to use such a fierce and shocking slash?

Thinking of this, Ye Kong finally understood something!

A light flashed in his mind!

After slashing in the blood mist for ten days, he finally grasped it! Understood!

The young man in green who was immersed in slashing the blood mist barrier suddenly stopped all his movements. His delicate face first raised his eyebrows, then the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curve into a perfect arc …

He suddenly opened his mouth and muttered to himself, "I finally understand, why Cao Xiaotian used seven swords to slash out that mark!"

"Because, he isn't the War God, he doesn't have such a powerful battle intent! Therefore, he must use the battle intent contained in the seven swords to form that mark! "

"So, it's the power of battle. Although it's important to fight, it's more important to be crazy! "

"One slash isn't crazy, seven slashes is crazy!"

Thinking of this …

Under the shocked gazes of the six Blood Mist Devil Brothers, the young man in green standing in the blood mist suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "So, this is the power of battle!" Listening to his laughter, the six Blood Mist Devil Brothers all had a bad feeling, but they didn't believe it — could this kid really break out of the wall?

The answer was, of course, yes!

After Ye Kong finished speaking, his eyes narrowed. He raised the blade with one hand and gently spat out four words, "The power of battle!"

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Seven slashes! No more, no less, seven slashes in a row!

Ye Kong's eyes were like lightning, and the burning battle intent in his chest was burning! Slash! Slash! Slash! Break! Break! The power of battle was to be crazy!

After the seven slashes, seven loud bangs came from somewhere in the blood mist barrier! This was not the previous attack, nor was it the seven slashes. It was the power of battle, the slash of the War God!

After the seven bangs, there was another loud bang!

Boom!

From the outside, somewhere in the huge "heart" seemed to be pulled open by a hand! Like a rubber band, it was stretched infinitely long!

The extremely elastic blood mist barrier was actually stretched to more than twenty miles by the power of this strike!

Ye Kong's figure moved like lightning, and the seven-colored cloud under his feet was like a seven-colored stream of light, carrying him to fly 20 kilometers through the narrow and long passage!

Here, the wall of the blood mist barrier had become as thin as a piece of transparent paper!

At the moment when it was about to bounce back, Ye Kong suddenly stretched out the Heavenly Blade, pierced through the wall, and broke out!

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