677 With All One’s Migh (2/2)

After sixteen thousand years of sleep, the degeneration of Nine Regions was astounding, but after the end of Age of Chaos, there were many amazing and brilliant cultivators, not to mention that Wang Wu and her amazing disciple. The girl in front of him didn't have much in terms of intelligence and wisdom, but in terms of talent, she was never under Wang Lu. Her sword spirit root body was also unusually rare even in the glory days of the cultivators.

Finally, Flesh Massacre pulled out his blade, which relieved the atmosphere among the Earth Immortals in the audience.

The blade was Meat Cleaver, which was a treasure that Flesh Massacre depended upon. The blade was two feet long and had a broad body. The shape was also completely different from a fighting blade but more like a butcher's knife. It was just that, this blade condensed the best thing in heaven and earth. When the blade was pulled out, it must meet the flesh. No matter how great the ability of the opponent was, it was difficult to run away from the law of restriction.

Once he fought a Supreme of Mahayana Stage, if the opponent didn't have a diamond body, which made it as resilient as an immortal treasure and could be relied on to withstand the divine tribulation, then the opponent would surely die. However, Flesh Massacre's Meat Cleaver was sent out thirteen times and all the flesh in his hands and feet was butchered, leaving behind four sets of white bones.

At present, the blade naturally was not as sharp as its peak. In Jindan Stage, Meat Cleaver's ability to disintegrate the body was much weaker, but with the law governing immortal treasure, even if the ability that it could display was negligible, it was enough to defeat a little Daoist Master of Jindan Stage.

After pulling out the blade, Flesh Massacre looked at his opponent reaction because he had to decide how much flesh he would cut when he sent out his blade later.

Right when he looked up, the girl suddenly disappeared.

Flesh Massacred didn't hesitate and wielded his blade.

This blade strike had no amazing power and strength, it didn't even give out three feet blade energy, but the blade always met with flesh whenever wielded. When the Meat Cleaver was halfway through, the edge of the blade was already dyed red. A line of blood fell from the air and Zhu Shiyao's figure, who disappeared a moment ago, appeared. The blood line from her left shoulder to her right leg seemed to divide her body into two halves!

However, Zhu Shiyao's eyes didn't waver at all, treating her injury as if it didn't exist. She was in mid-air, only three meters away from Flesh Massacre. The Great Sun Golden Brilliant Sword stabbed forward and three feet long clear light immediately streaked across space, pressing the vital part of Flesh Massacre.

Although this sword attack didn't come with the brilliant sword heart momentum of Liu Li, the angle and the strength of the sword was just right, which made Flesh Massacre unusually uncomfortable. Because no matter how he responded to it, he seemed to be always wrong.

Zhu Shiyao was seriously injured by the Meat Cleaver, but unexpectedly, she still pressed forward and seized the opportunity. At this time, his blade power was exhausted, but the opponent's sword potential was in full swing!

Flesh Massacre didn't want to meet this sword strike head-on. Although he could give it a try with his physical strength, with the death of Little Poison Immortal closed at hand, he didn't dare to be careless.

The next moment, the human skin apron was shaken by him, which contained mountains of flesh and rivers of blood equivalent to the essence of hundreds of millions of souls. Unless the opponent could chop off hundreds of millions of people with that one sword strike, otherwise, even a hair of him would not be cut.

Once Little Poison Immortal melted a hundred mountain of flesh and river of blood with the poison tumor, but it was still only a small part of the entire mountains and rivers. At present, the human skin apron didn't have that kind of magical ability, but the opponent also didn't have the strength of Little Poison Immortal.

How many people could a Jindan sword strike cut? Thousands of people? Ten Thousand? For Flesh Massacre, it was a drop in a bucket.

At the same time, Flesh Massacre was more cautious. His arm hidden at his abdomen quietly grasped a knife hidden in the fat.

It was a knife rarely shown before. The name of the knife was Deboned and was six inches in length. It was nimble and light, a better weapon for defense.

However, the next moment, the Great Sun Golden Brilliant Sword suddenly penetrated through the apron. The sword momentum was so fast that the Deboned was less responsive.

When Flesh Massacre came to his senses, the sword point had already entered three inches into the center of his forehead. At the same time, an agile galaxy-like sword qi went down all the way from the forehead straight to the heart in his chest!

Zhu Shiyao's sword didn't kill thousands of people, but only one person. That person was Flesh Massacre. Now, his life was hanging under the sword!

Flesh Massacre had never seen the power of Stellar Divine Eyes and didn't know that the sword strike from Zhu Shiyao would be even more difficult to resist than that of Liu Li.

However, in times of crisis, he was calmer instead. At this time, since his existing method could not hold back the opponent's determined-to-seize-life sword strike, then there was only one method left.

With all of one's might.

Only when he went all out could he save his life. No matter how powerful the opponent's sword strike was, it was still controlled by a human. If he could kill the controller in advance, then the powerful sword strike would vanish into thin air.

Therefore, at this moment, Flesh Massacre, who had always been afraid of death, was no longer so. He forcibly resisted the pain and horror of sword point entering his body, putting all his attention to his right hand which was gripping the Meat Cleaver.