The billowing smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and a figure flew out of it, spanning a distance of tens of meters before falling heavily to the ground.

As if due to the excessive impact, the figure was rebounded after falling heavily to the ground, shaking a crack. It could be seen that the figure seemed to want to control his body, but he didn't know why his attempts were in vain, because he soon fell to the ground again, and after several repeated bounces, he kept rolling out on the ground, raising a yellow dragon.

At this time, it was nearly a hundred meters away from the place where he flew upside down and fell to the ground for the first time.

It was only at this point that the figure was finally able to regain control of itself, and got up from the ground in embarrassment.

But after getting up, this figure did not retreat, but quickly raised its arms - at this time, it was finally able to see clearly, it turned out that the arms of this figure were each connected with a thin stabbing sword, and the whole body was condensed by a black fog that almost turned into substance.

It's a fog spirit!

He is the leader of the Second Legion of the Undead.

A pitch-black figure burst out of the air from the yellow dragon-like smoke and dust, and almost the moment he got up close to this fog spirit, it had already killed in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that this fog spirit immediately put on a fighting stance the moment he got up, he was afraid that he would be hit hard from behind this moment.

Sean looked indifferent, no emotion or mood could be seen on his face at all, he just waved his right hand holding the sword.

There was a sword light up.

But it is not a bright and warm sword, but as black as ink and as deep as night.

The enveloping range of this sword light is very wide, directly enveloping Sean completely, and this black brilliance also seems to have a very peculiar ability, any line of sight towards this space, the light shining on this space, all swallowed. Even the perception and domain tentacles of the strong are equally unreachable.

The red glow in the fog spirit's eyes suddenly flashed, revealing a terrifying emotional atmosphere.

The two thin stabbing swords made of black mist condensed at the opponent were as if they had pierced into a bottomless abyss, and there was no result at all. Similarly, the fog spirit didn't feel the thickness of his twin swords striking his target—but it didn't feel like stabbing through the air. If I had to describe it, it was that he seemed to have completely lost the touch of his hands at this moment.

"This ......," the misty spirit hurriedly tried to withdraw his hand.

But this space did suddenly tremble.

It was a trembling that was visible to the naked eye, as if the barrier that maintained a piece of heaven and earth had exceeded the limit of what it could bear, and finally it could no longer support it and began to collapse.

Immediately after, the mist spirit let out a frightened cry.

The special realm formed by the black sword light completely exploded in an instant. Like shattered glass, the black space shattered and formed countless black cracks about a foot long, and then shot out in all directions.

Thereinto. The most seriously injured was naturally the fog spirit who was close at hand.

These black fine cracks were all condensed by the purest sword qi, and a single sword qi attack like this was not very powerful, even a low-ranking Sacred Domain powerhouse could block it. However, under such a close burst and intensive bombardment, its power was already comparable to the full force of the upper Sacred Domain powerhouse, at least compared to Sean's actual battle to slash the soul. It also needs to be more powerful.

It's just that only Sean knows. This sword he actually used all the fighting skills he could use so far.

Including the ability of the imaginary realm, the ability of the unformed space realm, the three different skills of soul suppression, soul breaking, and soul slashing, in addition to the combination of everything is derived from his own understanding of swordsmanship.

Sean has been in the realm of Juggernaut for a long time, but he has never had his own sword skills. In other words, there is no individual sword skill that can match the level of "Juggernaut". Until today. After many battles and battles, as well as fighting so deep into the encirclement of the enemy, he really figured out this sword technique that combined all the skills he could combine and should have.

But unfortunately, this is still only a half-finished sword skill.

And it's the kind of sword skill that can't be taught to others, because of Sean's sword technique. The dual laws of time and space are exploited.

With just one sword, the fog spirit had already been shot into a hornet's nest. Even if he hadn't died for a while, the destructive power formed by Sean's sword was extremely terrifying to him, and the place where the black sword qi pierced through his body couldn't be automatically restored at all. If you look closely, you can see that there are traces of power belonging to Sean on the edges of these torn holes, and it is these traces that prevent the fog spirit's body from repairing itself.

Seeing this, Sean's brows furrowed slightly: "Sure enough, it's still a little worse." ”

Sean's voice was not concealed, it was so calmly narrated, so the fog spirit as an opponent naturally heard it clearly.

But it was precisely because he heard it very clearly that he knew that from the moment the magic array was destroyed, he had become Sean's sword test stone - when any strong person created his own martial arts, in addition to understanding, talent and understanding of his own ability, he also needed to have an opponent who was not weak. But the funny thing is that he didn't realize this at all, and even thought that he could turn the tables around.

"You...... Who the hell is it? The misty spirit said with some horror.

"It doesn't make any sense to tell you." Sean said lightly, "Do you still want revenge?" ”

"I'm the Captain of the Second Legion of the Undead!" The mist spirit let out a roar like a beast, forcibly bursting out its own momentum completely, and finally suppressed the sword qi and fighting qi left by Sean on its body, and the broken body like a rag began to repair itself, but his aura also decayed because of this.

At this moment, the strength of this fog spirit had dropped to the level of the first time he had entered the lower rank of the Sacred Domain.

Sean shook his head slightly and said in a cold voice, "I don't care who you are at all. But I'm really glad to be able to sabotage Lake's plans. ”

After that, Sean didn't give this fog spirit any chance to speak and think at all, and directly stabbed it with a sword.

Black brilliance shone through the Black Monarch Sword in Sean's right hand. An extremely condensed sword aura suddenly erupted.

This time, the sword rays that broke through the sky were no longer forming an area like a dark night, but the sword momentum emanating from the sword technique was the same as the countless shattered sword qi that Sean had before like a curtain. Obviously, this sword technique and the previous sword technique belong to the same set of sword skills, but the focus of the attack is slightly different - this blow, Sean used more of the soul slashing technique.

Intense sword aura erupted from Sean's sword body. It was as if the Black King's sword had been more than doubled.

Only a sword!

More than two-thirds of the body of this fog spirit was directly blasted into a cloud of dust, and even the soul bead of the true body produced an extremely slight crack. It's just that this is still not enough to completely kill this fog spirit, but if you just consider the current battlefield environment, you can already see that all the undead under its control and influence on the entire battlefield have become dull and sluggish.

The surviving one-third of the mist also rushed towards the soul bead at this time, wrapping it in clumps and trying to escape quickly with it.

This level of heavy damage can certainly make the strength of the commander of the second legion of the undead army greatly damaged. Not even for a long time. But this is not the result that Sean wants, he knows very well that as long as this fog spirit does not die, with the means of Lake's side, it is completely possible to create a second army of the same size in a short period of time.

After all, as long as the war continues, the undead will never be short of materials.

Therefore, although Sean's face had turned pale at the moment, he did not give up the idea of continuing the pursuit. He took a deep breath, and the momentum on his body exploded again. His face turned a little abnormally red, but this was his forcible restoration of combat effectiveness at the cost of overdrawing his potential. He even borrowed a trace of power that belonged to the origin of the world.

This is a secret technique unique to the Children of the Plane!

The next moment, Sean once again caught up with the soul bead that was fleeing, and swung his sword without hesitation!

Obviously, it was just an ordinary sword swing, but this soul bead seemed to be constrained and restricted by some law, and it was frozen in mid-air. With his situation at this time, it was simply impossible to fight back or block and resist Sean's attack. That's why he didn't hesitate to use the last trace of death mist to turn into kinetic energy to escape, but he didn't expect to face such a terrifying side.

The sword falls.

The fog disperses.

Beads crushed.

In front of Sean's sword, it seems that nothing in this world can resist at all, and all things that stand in Sean's way can only be shattered.

This is Sean's third sword of his own sword technique!

But this sword, for Sean at this time. The cost was far greater than the first two swords he cast.

When the Black King slashed the Misty Spirit's soul bead, Sean had completely collapsed, and he didn't even have the strength to hold a sword. However, when the tip of the sword touched the ground lightly, the entire ground seemed to have suffered some terrible force impact, with the tip of the sword touching the ground as the core, the ground within a radius of 100 meters directly collapsed several meters deep, and the collapsed place was directly turned into powder finer than sand particles.

……

High in the sky, Andrew, Bes, Enkos, and Hercules witnessed the three battles Sean had since he stepped into the province.

From beginning to end, they were observing everything about Sean, but unlike before, this time they were watching as spectators and did not intervene.

It was only at this moment, after Sean single-handedly killed the commander of the Second Legion of the Undead Army under Ryker's command, Andrew exhaled softly, and his face was still a little excited: "This growth rate is not slower than any of us." …… Lake's old fellow will surely regret messing with this little one. ”

"No matter how fast he grows, his foundation is still unstable." Hercules said lightly, "If it weren't for the attention and favor of the will of the world, and if Kokire and Alexis were on his side, he wouldn't have the ability to argue with Lake at all." Not to mention, the big and small Rucas also arrived in this world. ”

Andrew shrugged noncommittally: "But you can't deny his talent and ability. …… Tsk, this last sword, a bit of your world-like power, right? ”

The last sentence was said by Andrew to Bess.

As the Sword Emperor's Bes, his swordsmanship is naturally extraordinary, and it can even be said that he is already at the peak of the dimensional law, so the sword skills he created cannot be as simple as the Seven Styles of Soul taught to Sean. In other words, the Seven Styles of the Soul is just the most ordinary set of swordsmanship among his many swordsmanship, followed by the Seven Styles of Time, the Seven Styles of Season, and the strongest Seven Styles of the World.

Hearing Andrew's question, Bes's expression was also very solemn: "There is a bit of a judgment flavor." …… The initial move was filled with countless sword qi shoots, much like the fourth form in my Seven Styles of Time. Dawn breaks, and after that, the second sword is a bit like the fifth form of my seventh style. Sigh late, this last sword should not be perfected yet. If it is thoroughly perfected, then it is possible to transcend the judgment and reach the fourth form of my world. The level of the adjudication. …… His swordsmanship talent is not below me. ”

Nkos whistled, and it was the first time he had heard Bass have such a high opinion of Sean.

Andrew was much more excited than Enkos's obvious exclamation: "Hey, what are you going to do?" Teach him the cosmopolitan style? ”

"Nope." Beth shook his head, "I was going to teach him the last three of the Seven Soul Styles together, but now I won't be teaching him any sword skills. Because that's not helping him, it's hurting him. …… He is embarking on his own swordsmanship path, and teaching him swordsmanship at this time will only limit his growth space. But I'll give him some of my personal tips, so that at least I can help him avoid some detours. ”

"Your world style is based on the strength benchmark of the plane traveler, and at least the super strong class can be used." Hercules said in a deep voice, "He is now able to perform a third form similar to your world. The power of the judgment is largely due to the fact that he is able to borrow the power of the origin of this world, but also because he already has the body of silver. …… As a son of the plane, if he can obtain the Golden Body and step into the Legendary Realm with two hearts, maybe his third sword will be able to be used normally without any side effects. ”

When it comes to martial arts, Hercules is a well-deserved authority.

After all, with just a few random words of advice, he taught a martial emperor who could be compared to Bes's Sword Emperor identity.

So for Hercules's seemingly nonsense, but in fact the content of the reminder, Beth naturally took it to heart, and was ready to go back and talk to Sean well. Because if you want to become a legendary powerhouse, it is absolutely impossible to rely on only one heart as a source of strength, so as long as Sean can set foot in the legendary realm, then he will inevitably have two hearts, and his physical fitness will inevitably be newly strengthened.

The only real trouble is the Golden Body.

No one knows the reason for this all-round improvement in physical fitness, not even Bess and the others themselves, so naturally they can't explain it, they can only tell Sean such a direction, and then let him continue to grow and move forward. As for the rest, even if they wanted to help, they couldn't do it, because not to mention that they didn't know much about the ascension of the Golden Body, and just said that they had promised Jibril something, they couldn't go against it.

After all, this son of the former plane still has a strong influence on the current plane.

"Alright, let's go down." Andrew opened his mouth to conclude, "Lake must know about the death of his men, and now that this little guy is unconscious, I can't let him die in front of me anyway." Anyway, we just promised Gibril not to help him, but we didn't say that we were going to watch him die. (To be continued.) )