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Home > Fantasy > Way of the Devil > Chapter 890

Chapter 890

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Chi chi chi chi!!!

Countless translucent sword shadows suddenly flew out and danced around Lu Sheng.

In no time, all the sword shadows condensed into a huge metal beast. It lunged at Lu Sheng.

The beast was thousands of meters long, and its entire body seemed to be formed by countless swords. Its face was ferocious and sharp, just like the legendary Qilin Sacred Beast.

"There are many people who want me dead. Do you think you can kill me with just these two moves?" Lu Sheng laughed instead of getting angry. He raised his hand and condensed another black saber, slashing at the sword shadow Qilin.

He did not expect the Gate Master of the Three Sacred Spiritual Gates to specialize in swords. Sword cultivators focused on sharpness, advancing forward with indomitable will.

He had experienced sharpness, but he obviously had the upper hand in terms of strength! He had never been afraid of anyone in a head-on fight!

He did not care about anything else and started slashing at Li Xiula head-on.

The two of them were less than a thousand meters apart. Neither of them was afraid of the other.

Clang!!

Lu Sheng's saber landed on Li Xiula's body, but it only created a large amount of sparks and left a few white marks.

Li Xiula's sword stabbed at Lu Sheng's body. Although there were many wounds, these wounds healed in the blink of an eye, not even a trace was left.

Both of them were shocked when they saw this.

"This guy's skin is so hard!"

"This guy's recovery is so strong!"

Putting aside their thoughts, Lu Sheng simply threw everything aside. Since both of them were fighting in close combat, he would decide the winner and the loser in a fair and square battle!

He secretly scattered his tentacles in the surroundings and did not care about anything else. He slashed at Li Xiula head-on.

This time, it was much easier than the Wind Transformation Sect.

The main star of the Three Sacred Spiritual Gates did not last more than three seconds. It was shredded into countless pieces by the terrifying saber aura and sword shadows.

Li Xiula had planned to push the flying ships and Artifacts that had just escaped further away. However, Lu Sheng saw them, so he went up and slashed them to death on the spot. He also took the opportunity to slash Li Xiula's body twice.

This time, Li Xiula was really furious. It was obvious that some of the cultivators that escaped had a deep relationship with him.

They might even be blood relatives.

But soon, a few streaks of extremely fast yellow light shot out from the shattered planet and fled.

"Still want to run?!" Lu Sheng laughed out loud and chased after Li Xiula, who had stabbed him in the back with his sword. Feeling that it was not enough, Lu Sheng threw another tentacle at Li Xiula.

Bang bang bang!!

Several balls of yellow light exploded on the spot. What followed was Li Xiula's mad roar and rage.

"I think I saw Li Xiula's grandson and granddaughter being hacked to death …" Purple Moon whispered with a strange expression.

Beside him, Masaharu was speechless.

The previous match could still be said to be commendable, but this match was completely different.

"Ahhhhh!!! I'll kill you! Nine Wheels Sword King, kill!! "

Sure enough, Li Xiula exploded.

He held the sword in his hand, and a huge Void Underworld disc formed from countless swords appeared behind him. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Streaks of golden sword gleams shot out from behind him. Each of them had at least 80% of his strength!

In an instant, thousands of sword gleams formed a waterfall that drowned Lu Sheng in the blink of an eye.

"Fool!" Lu Sheng's laughter was still reverberating in the sword gleams. "Do you think you can win by slashing randomly in anger?? You can't even stabilize your emotions, and you still have the face to oversee a sect and call yourself a sect master? You can't even stand a few people dying? What a joke! "

Although the sword gleams in rage were powerful, they also had many flaws. In the eyes of a Martial Dao master like Lu Sheng, they were no threat at all. Instead, they were easier to deal with than before.

His main body casually slashed a few times, and the sword gleams split into thousands of black shadows that collided with the countless sword gleams. They easily knocked the sword gleams off course, and he charged toward Li Xiula.

"I'll break your sword gleams!"

Lu Sheng used all his strength. The Void Underworld disc appeared behind him, and all nine runes lit up.

He gripped the black saber tightly and slashed forward.

"Swoosh!"

A sea of black gas erupted and instantly turned into a purple-black flame. It merged with the saber gleam and landed heavily on Li Xiula's chest.

His body was already much smaller than Lu Sheng's. When the saber gleam hit him, it looked like he was completely drowned, just like Lu Sheng before.

"Chi chi chi chi!" Countless sparks exploded on the surface of his body, and the heavy saber gleam pressed hard against the center of his chest.

Li Xiula grabbed the saber gleam with both hands, but as soon as he got close, his palms ignited with purple-black flames. A searing pain surged into his heart.

"Weak! Too weak! Compared to the Wind Transformation Sect Master, you're practically a noob! "Lu Sheng laughed and added another slash.

The double saber gleam sent Li Xiula flying far away and smashed heavily on the surface of another planet.

With a loud bang, the planet exploded and split into pieces like a smashed watermelon.

Li Xiula was covered in blood, and there was a deep saber mark on his chest. His Indestructible Sword Body had been seriously injured.

This was completely out of his expectations. The Indestructible Sword Body was immune to all evil Mystical Abilities, and its body was extremely tough. It was hundreds of times stronger than the best God Weapon.

If Lu Sheng had some other Mystical Ability or Underworld Net, he could have completely subdued his opponent and ended the battle unscathed.

However, he did not expect Lu Sheng to choose the power of all the Void Underworld Disks. After all, he only chose the power of two runes. He did not expect to encounter such a freak who was completely focused on his physical body.

Was he not afraid that he would be easily killed by the Underworld Net who specialized in Mystical Abilities?!

However, he suddenly remembered that Lu Sheng was still a Void Underworld Heavenly Devil, and he immediately felt disgusted, as if he had eaten a fly.

He had the purest and strongest physical body, and the powerful undying nature of a Void Underworld Heavenly Devil. This fellow was a Palaeozoic who only knew how to use brute force!

"Do you see this? My power … "Lu Sheng hovered in midair. He held his saber upside down. The thick, demonic horns on his back swayed slightly with the movement of his head.

"Accept reality. You can't even withstand a single blow now." Lu Sheng looked at Li Xiula, who was heavily injured and whose aura had dropped by more than half.

There were still golden sword gleams in the space around him. However, these sword gleams danced around him. Without sufficient power, they could not even break through his protective force field.

Earlier, Lu Sheng had thought that he was dead. However, he realized that the power of the sword gleams was not even comparable to his main body's power. Not only that, it did not even contain any additional … uh, Mystical Abilities or Mystical Arts.

He was overjoyed. This Li Xiula was completely subdued by him!

Hence, he happily went up and slashed randomly, easily suppressing Sect Master Li.

Previously, he had even set up a Feast at Hongmen and acted arrogantly. Now, he was floating in space like a dog, motionless. He had completely lost his earlier prestige.

After mocking Li Xiula for a while, Lu Sheng felt bored when he saw that Li Xiula did not have any reaction.

"Forget it. Since you've lost, let's follow the rules. Your Three Sacred Spiritual Gates …"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Lu Sheng.

In the distant starry sky, a pale cloud suddenly appeared. The cloud flew and stopped ten thousand meters away from the battlefield. It quickly condensed into a white-haired old man wearing a white robe with cloud patterns.

The old man's eyes were constantly filled with golden rays, like two dazzling suns.

"Li Xiula alone cannot represent our Three Sacred Spiritual Gates." The old man held a white sword that looked like a walking stick. He looked at Li Xiula, who was lying on the ground. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Li Xiula wanted to get up and move. However, as soon as he moved, his body suddenly ignited with countless tiny sparks. The purple sparks flashed across his eyes. It was obvious that they had invaded his body through his injuries.

"Who are you?" Lu Sheng turned to face the old man.

"Me?" The old man lowered his head and frowned. "I'm just an ordinary old man living in seclusion. I've lived a peaceful life in Three Sacred Spiritual Gates. I didn't expect that I'd have to come out and contribute in the end … It seems that my old bones are really going to fall apart from exhaustion. Only some people will be satisfied."

"Oh? So, you're very strong? "Lu Sheng asked in surprise." Much stronger than Li Xiula?? "

"Not bad … As a teacher, thank you for your guidance for my useless disciple …" The old man slowly pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed it at Lu Sheng.

"Next, let me test the standard of the Heavenly Devil Master of this era …"

"Shameless boasting!" Lu Sheng laughed coldly. He slashed at the old man with both hands.

His sword was extremely fast. In a thousandth of a second, he slashed out a sword mark. The sword light instantly disappeared and appeared in the void behind the old man.

"Your strength is not bad. No wonder you can defeat my disciple. However … only your strength is not bad."

The old man tilted his body slightly. It was as if he knew that the sword light would appear behind him. He moved half a second in advance.

"Whoosh!!"

The saber light flashed past, but it actually missed!

"Not bad!" Lu Sheng was interested. He raised his sword and slashed at the old man again.

"White Peach." Just as he swung his sword, the old man stabbed forward with the white sword in his hand.

There was a soft squelch.

Lu Sheng's movements froze. A large, bloody wound had actually appeared on his chest.

The wound was thousands of meters long and almost cut his chest in half.

"Watch carefully. This is how you use a sword." The old man raised his hand again and stabbed for the second time. "Black Forest."

The invisible sword covered the distance in the blink of an eye and landed directly on Lu Sheng's right arm.

There was a crisp squelch. Lu Sheng's entire right arm was completely separated from his body.

"Yellow Sand Sky." The old man stabbed for the third time. The sword edge glowed with a faint white light. It was like the first time a cultivator of the lowest level channeled his inner force into the sword.

Lu Sheng's body stiffened. A dark red bloodstain finally appeared between his brows.

"I … I …" He wanted to say something, but he no longer had the strength to make any sound.

"Boom!"

Lu Sheng's entire body exploded, turning into countless bloody foams and black dust.

"The Heavenly Demon doesn't die. There's still one last step, the seal." The old man looked calm and raised his hand again.

"You do it, Xiula. You're the one in charge of the sect's holy seal. You won't forget how to seal the Heavenly Demon, right?" The old man looked at Xiula calmly.

"Of course." Xiula struggled to get up. He temporarily suppressed the Purple-Black Hellfire in his body.

"But … that Lu Sheng … won't die so easily. His strength won't …"

"Don't worry. Under the suppression of my sword aura, I can kill him thirty times per second. Even the strongest Heavenly Demon Ming Luo I've met needed at least two seconds to be reborn. A new Heavenly Demon is nothing to be afraid of. "

The old man squinted slightly. There was a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"Thirty times!" Xiula's pupils shrank. He remembered that when his teacher had just retired, he could only channel sword aura fifteen times per second. Now, he actually … actually!

This realm … had already surpassed all of the Three Sacred Spiritual Gates' patriarchs. He had already created a new sword sect …!

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