Chapter 127: Ten years of honing a sword, man and sword as one!
As the sound faded, the crimson patterns on the giant sword in the center of the hall suddenly lit up, and a powerful aura of slaughter swept through the entire hall.
Yu Xiaolie felt as if his soul was being pulled by a force, and slowly raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword.
The instant he grasped the sword hilt.
A bone-chilling coldness shot up my spine from my fingertips, as if a thousand ice needles were piercing my marrow.
He grunted and tried to pull out the Asura Demon Sword.
The Asura Demon Sword remained completely still, its blade vibrating and emitting a buzzing sound.
The dark red patterns on the sword flickered, and Yu Xiaolie could even feel the resistance emanating from the demonic sword.
"You dare to be so arrogant with just a sword?"
Yu Xiaolie was provoked into a fierce rage, and a bloodshot glint appeared in his eyes.
The next instant, the Killing God Domain suddenly unfolded, and blood mist surged out from his body, colliding fiercely with the red light on the sword!
At most ten years!
I raised the Luo Mo Sword and said in a warm voice, "Listen."
Those damned things were ridiculously weak.
"That's right..."
The Asura God's movements became increasingly fluid, and with each swing, the sword intent resonated along with his bloodline.
The Asura God narrowed his eyes and then he could see clearly what kind of things these were.
The sword glowed with a faint crimson light, and a wisp of white mist was drawn from the corpse and greedily devoured by the blade.
The Asura God, panting heavily, looked around seven times.
At that very moment, the Luo Demon Sword returned to its original form, and a wisp of sword intent emerged from the heart of the Asura God.
"Kill!"
The Asura God consciously looked at his hands.
I never imagined this scene would happen a seventh time.
And those eighth test scores are not a match for myself or for the Luo Mo Sword.
The Asura God then realized that the latter two tests were Asura Demon Tests, which were giving the Asura God the basic conditions for fighting.
The howls of the zombies drew near again, and the Asura God hastily raised his sword.
The Asura God raised his leg and kicked its head, instantly splattering white and red liquid all over its body.
...
These "people" had missing limbs, their eyes glowed with a ghostly green light, and their joints made a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound when they moved.
The Asura God grew increasingly frenzied in battle, and in his daze, he could no longer distinguish whether he was wielding the sword or the sword was controlling him...
When that majestic voice rang out again, the scene around Bi Yaju changed once more.
Yu Xiaolie roared, and the dark gray light of his left leg bone surged. A tremendous force rose from the ground, pulling his entire body along his left foot and pouring into his palm.
The Asura God wiped the blood from his face, then drew his finger across the blade, instantly soaking the sword's markings with blood.
Just as the Asura God was carefully recalling the sword intent of the Luo Mo Sword, a round of applause suddenly rang out.
It's as if those ten years never happened at all.
"rise!"
The stench emanating from beneath the zombies made my stomach churn, but the urge to kill only intensified with the stimulation of the blood.
Immediately, I rolled to the side in a sorry state to avoid the bite, and the Luo Mo Sword struck the zombie's body as if it were a dull axe chopping wood.
The Asura God instinctively wanted to summon the dragon cub, so he used his soul power to release his martial soul.
The Asura God grunted and turned his head to face the next half-rotten face—a zombie of the Soul King level, its fingernails glowing with a deadly, poisonous green.
At this moment, the Asura God was kneeling on one knee, panting. My soul power and physical strength had long been exhausted, and I had only been able to hold on by willpower throughout the battle.
Before he could think it through, the first wave of zombies was already upon him.
Asura God felt a warm current flow down his arm and into his heart, and the feeling of fatigue vanished.
My knuckles were numb, and the Luo Mo Sword in my hand felt as if it were welded to my body. No matter how I swung it, it would strike without the slightest deviation, as if it were part of me.
After a short while, the Asura God felt as if he had been killing in that blood-red wasteland for a very, very long time...
My face hasn't turned weathered yet, but my clothes are tattered, already worn out from fighting with zombies.
Moreover, the Asura God clearly discovered that the Ramo Sword in his hand was not particularly sharp.
"Pfft!" A bone claw suddenly pierced through my shoulder.
Ten years have passed. Even though I have been studying martial arts since the beginning, I have gradually cultivated my own unique sword spirit through these pauses in swordplay.
In front of the palace, beneath a dark red carpet, a short woman with a dignified face walked back.
The authoritative and deep voice had barely finished speaking when Yu Xiaolie, before he could even catch his breath, suddenly saw the scene before him distort.
The realm of the God of Slaughter expanded completely, and the eyes of the Asura God were completely transformed into blood-red pupils.
"Clap clap clap..."
The tremor of the Asura Demon Sword suddenly stopped, and the sword made a crisp "ding" sound.
But I finally brought the sword intent of the Luo Mo Sword to its limit.
What was the same was that when I swung my sword that time, the blade emitted an eight-foot-long crimson light, a pure red glow without any impurities.
That illusion was so real, it felt like Bi Yaju's personal experience after she became a god.
The Asura God gripped the sword hilt tightly, letting his tiger's mouth crack from the impact. He was certain that the Bi Yaju sword would kill at will, and the demonic energy was unlikely to penetrate my entire body. In that case, I would become a heartless killing machine.
The Luo Mo Sword trembled in my hand, conveying a bloodthirsty desire.
A zombie?
I realized that I had been outside the illusion for so long.
Is it an illusion?
The intense pain left me momentarily dazed.
"Beep! The eighth trial of the Asura Demon Trial: Man and Sword as One, complete!"
"You'll only do work if you see blood, right?"
The two murderous auras clashed and fought within a small space, even the air was squeezed out and exploded.
But instead of the dragon cub arriving as promised, a Biyaju sword appeared in my hand!
Immediately, the black shell on the surface of the Asura Demon Sword cracked, revealing a blood-red blade inside!
"Beep! The eighth test of the Asura Demon Trial: Man and sword as one."
The number of zombies was countless; the filth and nausea made me vomit.
In my memory, the image of the Asura God's broken ribs and murderous intent soaring to the top of his head is vividly clear in my mind.
Raising the Luo Mo Sword, the blade sliced directly across the neck of the last row of zombies, sending their heads flying. The slash was as smooth as cutting tofu.
"Get out!"
The number of zombies is not increasing, but getting smaller and smaller.
Everything else remained unchanged; the dragon cub was still in the same state as when I entered the eighth trial of the Asura Demon Trial.
If I am slow to master the Luo Mo Sword, am I destined to be trapped in the Eighth Divine Trial for the rest of my life?
Several white shadows were seen surging from the horizon, like a rotting tide.
There wasn't a single scar, and his fingers didn't have the calluses from holding a sword for ten years.
Just a moment ago, I was back in this palace.
"so it is..."
As if sensing something, Bi Yaju's sword suddenly emitted a sword cry, and a layer of bloody light appeared on the blade.
One moment, I was standing beneath a blood-red wasteland.
The Asura God licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and charged towards the horde of corpses with a ferocious grin.
With each zombie she killed, Bi Yaju's sword grew more excited, until it almost left a trail of afterimages as it reached the front.
Wherever it passed, pieces of corpses fell like rain, but upon hitting the ground, they were shredded into a bloody mist by the sword energy.
"Your murderous intent is under your control... and he is merely the sword."
It seems that I am still unable to fully unleash the sword intent and sword energy of the Luo Mo Sword.
Then, that majestic voice rang out once more:
"Ding! The second test of the Asura God is complete! Reward: 20% Asura God affinity!"
"It can also replenish its strength by absorbing blood?"
Then, a series of roars came from nearby.
Even its raised tail has never changed angle.
Beneath the blood-red wasteland, a man and his sword transformed into a hurricane.
You've killed enough!
The Asura God parried with his sword, and with a clang, sparks flew everywhere, making my hand go numb.
At that moment, a zombie appeared behind me, its claws and teeth gripping the Asura God tightly, biting down relentlessly.
Immediately, the Asura God's spirits lifted, and he simply abandoned defense, his sword moves opening and closing slightly.
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