Chapter 1398: How many more times can you recover

The torrent of five-colored sword qi directly tore apart the light of Shura.

In the face of this majestic sword qi rushing towards his face, King Shura knew that he would definitely not be able to stop it, and his body was torn apart in an instant.

A mist of blood swept through the air.

But immediately after, King Shura's figure condensed again.

It's just that his face is even paler.

Apparently.

He was able to recover, but he also consumed a lot of demonic energy.

Yi Changqing smiled, "I'm a little curious, how many times can you recover if I kill you like this? Five times, ten times?"

The playful smile carries an inexplicable chill.

Everyone shuddered.

This guy seems to be even more terrifying than the enchanted Shura King.

"Yi Changqing, don't be complacent!"

That being said.

But King Shura's eyes couldn't help but reveal a little panic, he never expected Yi Changqing's body to be so strong.

With the magic sword in his hand, he was far from being the opponent of the other party.

Even with the help of Shura City!

Under that heavy pressure, the other party still has such combat power!

"I don't want to, there's nothing to be proud of killing you. ”

Yi Changqing shook his head slightly.

Glancing at the blood-colored Shura light around him, he then waved the Divine Sword, and the sword qi continued to shoot out like a torrential rain.

The light of Shura stirred up.

Then, cracks spread out.

Click, click......

With a roar, the light of Shura turned into a point of light and dissipated.

"What's in the way, it's better to disappear. ”

Yi Changqing's figure flashed, and he came to the Shura King again, the sword light pierced the void, and the Shura King was once again strangled into slag.

Yi Changqing watched the other party reunite with great interest.

Unsullied, Song Feng and the others couldn't help but shudder.

"I'm damn it, is Mr. Yi planning to torture and kill King Shura?"

"It's perverted, it's horrible. ”

"Tsk, are you still human?"

"Torture and killing, this has always been what King Shura likes to do, but I didn't expect him to become the victim of torture and murder today, it's ridiculous. ”

"Mr. Yi's strength is a bit terrifying. ”

Song Feng swallowed his saliva.

No way.

Did he just want to calculate such an existence in the first place?

How did he get to where he is today?

He didn't dare to imagine.

If Yi Changqing couldn't get used to him, or if he was a little dissatisfied, he could blow himself into scum with a sword!

The strength of the other party definitely has the level of a peerless king!

"Damn, shit!"

King Shura, who had been strangled by sword qi three times, realized that Yi Changqing was simply playing with himself, and he didn't regard himself as an opponent at all!

What rivals?

It's just his own wishful thinking.

As Yi Changqing said.

To be an old enemy of him is to overestimate himself!

"Magic Sword, Solution!!"

Faced with such a desperate situation, King Shura had no choice but to lift the ban on the magic sword again, and in an instant, a blood-colored magic light shrouded his body.

"Yi Changqing, I'll fight with you!!"

Blood-colored magic light flew out like blood-red tentacles.

Yi Changqing held a shocking hand in his hand, and casually slashed out two sword qi to tear the blood-red tentacles, and then, the five-colored sword light flickered, and the five elements of mystery flowed between heaven and earth, and a torrent of colored sword qi split out again.

"Seven slashes of destruction, seven martial arts in one!!"

The Shura King roared, and the seven blood-colored demonic lights condensed into strange beasts, and they actually formed an extremely hideous seven evil dragons!

The surging demonic energy flew wantonly in the void.

The evil Jiao and the sword light collided together.

The two energies collided violently, causing the surroundings to fall into a violent energy turbulence, and spatial rifts were constantly torn apart.

There are even quite a few ghosts drilled out of it.

But unfortunately, even the Black Fire Ghost could not support even a moment in the energy zone where these two energies were intertwined, and it was completely strangled.

In the torrent of energy, a figure rushed out.

It's the King of Shura.

His eyes were red, and the magic sword in his hand had blood-red tentacles spreading out, wrapping around his right hand, sucking its essence and blood.

The blood-red magic light covered the magic sword and slashed towards Yi Changqing.

And Yi Changqing was not afraid.

The Divine Sword was raised, and it met it, and with a sonorous sound, the two swords struck together, and one sword qi after another burst out from the blade.

"Give me death, death!!"

King Shura held the magic sword and kept wielding it.

The eyes are ferocious, and the swordsmanship is crazy!

And Yi Changqing, holding a shocked look, looked calm as usual.

Then, everyone saw a sword technique that was completely different from the murderous sword technique of the sword murderer, which was almost the ultimate sword technique beyond their imagination.

One move and one style, all are wonderful.

There is no superfluous fancy.

Simple, straightforward, yet wonderful.

Let King Shura attack frantically, but his swordsmanship was helpless against Yi Changqing, and he was blocked one by one and collapsed.

This kind of swordsmanship is almost unheard of by Song Feng and the others.

"If his war puppet is a sword fierce, then he himself is a sword god! This kind of swordsmanship is simply a miraculous skill!"

Yi Changqing...... Sword God?!"

"His swordsmanship, I don't doubt it at all, even the first person in the way of the sword, the Feng King, is not his opponent, let alone the swordsmanship of the Shura King?"

Yi Changqing...... Strange people!"

"The Ink Spirit Realm has been in the past tens of thousands of years, and this person's style is the most outstanding, and his sword dao is enough to amaze the ancient and modern 100,000 years!"

Everyone was amazed by Yi Changqing's swordsmanship.

And the Shura King was frightened.

He didn't expect that after he lifted the ban on the magic sword, he still couldn't help Yi Changqing, and the strength of the other party was like that bottomless abyss.

The way of heaven is in him?

Why didn't Tiandao help him?

King Shura had a faint sense of horror in his heart.

His swordsmanship gradually became disorganized.

And Yi Changqing casually took a sword in his hand, picked up the magic sword, and then the sword light flashed and cut a blood mark on the opponent's chest, almost splitting the opponent.

"Your sword is so weak. ”

Yi Changqing said indifferently.

Then, he spread out his palms, and a cloud of silver-white flying sand swirled.

The flying sand turned into a sea of sand in the blink of an eye, enveloping King Shura, and a palpitating feeling came out of the sea of sand.

"W-what the hell is this?"

King Shura wielded a magic sword and kept splitting the sea of sand.

But the power of Tianjingsha is extremely strong.

No matter how King Shura attacked, the sea of sand continued to approach him, and finally wrapped him, and gradually, crushed him!

Blood poured out of the sea of sand, staining red.

King Shura was constantly circulating in destruction, regeneration, destruction, and regeneration, and the boundless pain path made him let out a terrible howl.

"Yi Changqing!!I'm going to kill you!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

But no matter how he howled, he still couldn't break free from the shackles of Tianjing Sand, and Song Feng and the others couldn't help but show fear.

"This, what is this, so terrifying!!"

"Oh my God, it's scary. ”

"What kind of existence is this sea of sand!"

"Hmm...... Seven times. Yi Changqing said lightly: "It's been revived seven times, I don't know how long your demonic qi can last longer?"

Yi Changqing's tone was a little playful.

At this time, the Shura King was already at the end of his crossbow.

In order to revive the body, a lot of demonic energy was consumed, and the recovery speed of the body was faintly unable to catch up with the destruction speed of the sand sea.