C425 Thousand Feather Sword
C425 Thousand Feather Sword
"Good luck!" Ye Ling didn't say too much. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and said lightly.
As he spoke, he exhaled a mouthful of white smoke and raised his little finger to swipe downwards.
"Go!"
With a swoosh, the demon sword turned into a blood-red afterimage as it charged toward the Sacrificial Elder.
The old man saw that the demon sword was flying towards him, so he didn't choose to fight it head on. Before the demon sword fell, the old man made his move ahead of him at an astonishing speed, causing the demon sword's attack to miss.
Boom!
The demon sword pierced the ground and destroyed the ground within a hundred meter radius. At the same time, the power of the demon sword struck the magma underground and caused a large amount of magma to burst out of the ground, forming pillars of magma.
As if surprised by the might of the demon sword, he thought to himself: I didn't think that a random sword that that boy would be able to summon would have such power. It is indeed not simple, it seems like he has a secret on him.
As he thought of this, a strange light flashed in the depths of the Sacrificial Elder's eyes once again. It was the same as when he met Xuan-Yuan Sword. The greed he felt for Ye Ling had risen involuntarily, and it was obvious that he was being watched.
"Kid, hand over your treasures and I can consider not killing you." The Sacrificial Elder stared at Ye Ling and laughed evilly.
It was as if Ye Ling was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered by him.
It had to be said that those with strength were just that confident. However, this confidence was dependent on who it was. The old man's luck was bad and he treated Ye Ling like a little sheep.
Ye Ling naturally didn't understand the treasure mentioned by the Sacrificial Elder, nor did he know what could arouse his greed.
However, Ye Ling couldn't figure it out. Even if he had some treasure, what did it have to do with the old man? If he wanted him to hand it over, the old man was probably living in his dreams!
The sneer on Ye Ling's face intensified.
"You want what I have on me? Wait until you are alive! "
Hearing Ye Ling's words, the black mist surrounding the Sacrificial Elder became denser, causing him to want to kill Ye Ling.
"Then don't blame me."
The old man disappeared right after Ye Ling finished his words. Seeing this scene, Ye Ling thought that things were not going well. He immediately gathered all the power in his body into his thigh, tapped the ground with his toes, and quickly left.
Bang! Ye Ling borrowed the force from the ground and flew into the air, instantly flying more than a dozen meters away.
However, the moment Ye Ling flew into the air, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Just as Ye Ling had expected, it was indeed not good.
When Ye Ling was in the air, the offering old man was already right in front of them, so under Ye Ling's slightly surprised eyes, a rotten fist shot towards his chest.
A mottled and thin fist entered Ye Ling's eyes. Although it looked weak, it was so heavy that Ye Ling almost couldn't breathe.
Ye Ling couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. He stared at the fist of the old man and said grumpily:
"I will break your fist now."
With that, the demon sword Ye Ling controlled immediately flew into his hand. Ye Ling, who was holding the demon sword, did not hesitate as he raised the demon sword in his hand and swung it towards the incoming fist.
Boom!
The Demon Sword and the fist collided with each other. The Demon Qi and the murderous intent collided with each other, and a powerful explosion occurred in an instant.
Ye Ling and the Sacrificial Old Man were both affected by the aftermath of the explosion. They both retreated more than 200 meters before stopping. The Sacrificial Old Man looked at Ye Ling seriously because he didn't expect Ye Ling to be able to fight evenly with him.
The Sacrificial Elder believed that Ye Ling had the power to fight back against him.
Unfortunately, the Sacrificial Old Man was wrong. Only Ye Ling who was facing him knew that he had used all of his strength and combined with the powerful demon sword, it couldn't hurt him at all and instead injured him.
Ye Ling looked at the Sacrificial Elder who was not far away and could not say a word. After getting injured, he had to pretend that he was fine and couldn't fall down to cry out pain.
Ye Ling knew that whoever showed weakness first would die here.
"Kid, your strength is quite good!" Looking at Ye Ling's nonchalant attitude, the Sacrificial Old Man lightly said while staring at Ye Ling from a distance of a few hundred meters.
Ye Ling, on the other hand, had to act more relaxed after hearing what the Sacrificial Elder said. Only then would he be able to confuse the old man even more.
"Old man, you're not bad too. You can take it." Secretly, Ye Ling was already suffering from excruciating pain, but he had to endure all of this because Ye Ling understood that if he exposed even the slightest bit of a flaw, the Sacrificial Old Man would immediately notice it. And, there was no need to say anything about the consequences later on, it would be absolutely tragic.
The Sacrificial Elder disdainfully said:
"Kid, killing you is no different from crushing an ant."
"Then I'll let you test the strength of an ant." Ye Ling heard this and felt quite unhappy. Without saying anything further, he went back and shouted:
"Thousand Feather Sword!"
Very quickly, countless small black holes appeared in the sky, densely packed together. The number of small black holes was estimated to be over a thousand.
When the Sacrificial Elder saw this strange scene in the sky, his pupils suddenly constricted, because he felt a faint uneasiness, and wanted to retreat out of the range. Unfortunately, before the Sacrificial Old Man could lift his front leg, thousands of divine swords had already appeared in the air, accompanied by Ye Ling's voice.
"Kill!"
The thousand swords descended together, their target was the offering to the old man.