C60 The Three Sword Agreement

"Wait!" Lu Changkong made a silent gesture and said, "Look, King Corpse is starting to grow muscles. "

"Oh!" Bailian Sheng took a look. Sure enough, the wounds on the King Corpse's body were growing at a very slow speed. If it wasn't for the fact that he had a strong cultivation base, he wouldn't have been able to see the changes in the wounds.

Bailian Sheng and Lu Changkong looked at each other and said at the same time, "It's blood!"

"Why didn't I think that the root of the growth of skin is blood!" Bailian Sheng patted his head and said, "Changkong, drip your blood into the cauldron, quick!"

Lu Changkong cut his wrist and injected a drop of blood essence into the cauldron. King Corpse raised his head and sucked the blood into his mouth. A moment later, the dark green blood began to flow in his blood vessels. The damaged muscles began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. The evil energy that filled the cauldron also began to flow into his body through his seven apertures.

"Quick!" Bailian Sheng urged, "Infuse the King Corpse with liquid gold!"

Lu Changkong hurriedly inserted the refined Flowing Gold into the cauldron. This Flowing Gold was no small matter. It was a liquid metal formed from seven kinds of materials. Not only was it extremely moldable, but it was also used as a hidden weapon when used against enemies. When struck by the Flowing Gold, the metal would seep into the human body and condense at will. Even if it was not affected by the spell, the Flowing Gold, which weighed over a thousand kilograms, would still tear a person's internal organs apart.

After the liquid metal entered the King Corpse's skin, it slowly attached itself to the bones of the King Corpse under Lu Changkong's guidance. Then, a thin layer of the liquid metal would sink into his skin from inside out. Bailian Sheng formed a hand seal and sent the "Berserk Thunder Thousand Sword Formation" into the corpse of the king.

Once the formation was formed, King Corpse came out of the cauldron. He raised his head and let out a wild roar. The blood-red light in his eyes shot into the sky and lifted up the entire roof. The ferocious Qi shook the debris in the sky and soared into the sky.

"Evil Servant of Corpse Slave!" Lu Changkong was overjoyed. He hugged Bailian Sheng and laughed wildly. He had never thought that he would be able to refine the Corpse Slave Evil Attendant in the Nine Evil Scripture together with Bailian Sheng.

"He has just reached the Spiritual Corpse, and he is already laughing like this. What should I do when I can cultivate a better Spiritual Corpse in the future?" Bailian Sheng said with a stern face. " After saying that, he hugged Lu Changkong and burst into laughter. After laughing enough, he said, "Right now, there is only one formation added to the body of the King Corpse. When you think of other ideas, you can add it according to the situation. "

Their purpose of adding liquid gold into the King Corpse was to engrave array formations on the corpse. Since refining the corpse by refining it, array formations were essential. Since the flying sword was able to control wind, fire, and lightning, why couldn't a Spiritual Corpse do it? As long as they were able to control a Spiritual Corpse well, they could also refine a magic weapon. This was their first thought.

There were countless people refining corpses in the world, but Lu Changkong had already opened the formation on the corpses.

With the King Corpse as the foundation, it was much easier to refine the soul reaping formation. The only difference was that the soul reaping formation was powered by the poison that could corrode the body. It was called "Heavenly Devil Corrosion. "

Once the Spiritual Corpse was refined, all the profound armor weapons were ready. The only thing left was to wait for the arrival of the bet.

The news of the bet between the three swords had long spread across the Sword Servant Manor. There were no less than three thousand experts gathered outside the cultivation gates in the Sword Servant Manor for ten days. They wanted to witness the glory of the world's number one sword expert, and also wanted to see the hero who dared to use Sword Ancestor's three sword bets, or the ignorant brat who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

As expected, as soon as Lu Changkong entered the arena, boos immediately sounded from outside the arena. This person really made the onlookers feel greatly disappointed. They thought that Lu Changkong was some kind of peerless expert, but they never thought that a madman who dared to challenge Sword Ancestor before even mastering the Nascent Infant would dare to challenge him.

Lu Changkong walked to the arena nonchalantly and cupped his fists at Jian Canglang, who had been waiting for a long time. "Lu Changkong has come as promised. "

"Good! You did not slip away halfway. You deserve my respect!" Jian Canglang also raised his hand and returned the salute. His action immediately welcomed waves of cheers. This was the Pugilistic World, this was the human world. They only recognized the strong. Even if this strong man was incomparably domineering and had no respect for anyone else, that was the bearing a strong warrior should have.

Jian Canglang said again, "It's not too late for you to withdraw now. "

"Since I dare to come here, I'm not afraid of being turned into ashes. Take out your sword!"

"Yes! Alright!" Jian Canglang conjured a flying sword. "First sword!"

Jian Canglang pushed forward with his sword, and the air pressure around him decreased a little. The flying sword flew towards Lu Changkong at a speed that could not be any slower.

Sword Ancestor held a sword in his hand, looking down on the world. Even if it was an ordinary sword, it could not be taken lightly. Furthermore, this sword contained the realm of "the sword is tangible, the sword intent is invisible. "

Lu Changkong felt the air around him boiling as the sword pushed forward. A slender flying sword rolled towards him like a tempestuous wave, but also like a towering mountain pressing down on his head. An invisible force was pressing down on his nerves and destroying his will.

"Good timing!" Lu Changkong transformed into the Dragon Killing Halberd and pointed it at Changkong. His killing intent filled the sky and earth. Lu Changkong had actually comprehended the meaning of the first level of "killing with one's own life" in the blink of an eye.

The Dao of Slaughter was not a person who stood between mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, holding a saber and laughing for a long time. It was a peerless genius who had comprehended the meaning of the killing path. What did he mean by killing his way into the Dao? As long as the weapon was in his hand and his killing intent was in his heart, he would be able to kill his enemies even if he had to face thousands of enemies.

Lu Changkong raised his halberd, but he didn't move at all. When the flying sword approached, the halberd slashed at the sword with the momentum of splitting the sky and earth. With a loud bang, the halberd was bounced high into the air. Lu Changkong's body flipped back a few times, then he swung the halberd again. It was aimed at the flying sword that was rushing towards them at full speed. The tip of the halberd. Where the sword radiance collided, it shot out in different directions. Lu Changkong took a few steps back. The area between his thumb and forefinger split open, and blood kept flowing out.

Jian Canglang retracted his flying sword and smiled. "Immense momentum! You were so frightened by my 'God Shaking Sword' that you knelt on the ground and waited for countless dead people to die. You were not afraid of the deterrent force of the sword, and you were able to fight back with your Qi. You were qualified to receive another strike from me. Receive the second strike! "

Jian Canglang said the second strike, but his hands were placed behind his back. Lu Changkong did not see him use his sword, but the sound of sword qi piercing through the sky sounded like thunder from the sky. Thousands of sword qi descended from the sky, like a storm that covered the heaven and earth, sweeping everything in its path.

Lu Changkong raised both of his hands, and after the King Corpse and Soul-Hooking Ring flew out from his ring, He spread his body and protected the front and back of Lu Changkong. The long blade in King Corpse's hand swept out in all directions. The furious sword energy met the blade energy, and the blade energy met. Sparks flew in the air, and green smoke rose from the spot where the star fire landed. As the soul reaper walked, it turned invisible for a moment. The soul reaper had been protecting Lu Changkong, but when the sword energy fell, The two flying sickles that Bailian Sheng refined turned into two balls of white light that flew around like colorful butterflies. It flew through the sword rain, and used its power to counter the sword qi. They were buying time for Lu Changkong, who was behind him.

The saber light on his clothes flashed and the sword shadows varied. Lu Changkong, however, held the long halberd in his hand and stared blankly at the sky. He was so anxious that he stomped his feet and cursed, "Why are you so stupid? Why aren't you using the halberd to protect your body?!"

"Don't disturb him!" Bailian Sheng stopped him and urged him to stop. "You didn't see that it was a sword formation. Changkong was looking for the eye of the formation. "

Not long after his voice faded, Lu Changkong raised his halberd. He looked at the sky and thrust it. Suddenly, the sound of a golden spear clashing resounded in the air. A bowl-sized spark burst out from the tip of the Dragon Kill Halberd. Eight sword energies slashed down along the body of the halberd. Lu Changkong was shocked. He loosened his grip on the halberd, allowing the sword qi to hit his body. The sword energy exploded and turned into thousands of sword energies. They pierced towards the vital parts of his body. Lu Changkong's body suddenly sank as he took the halberd in his hand and stabbed it into the ground with his backhand.

"With a puff, the black armor Lu Changkong wore in his white robe broke into pieces at the same time as his outer clothes. Hundreds of wounds with varying degrees of depth were left on his body. At the same time, blood was gushing out. Lu Changkong was instantly dyed in blood.

Lu Changkong raised the halberd in his hand and said. "I have already received the second strike!"

"You have guts!" Jian Canglang praised, "If you want to break the Thousand Sword Ji, you have to advance instead of retreating. Find the eye of the formation and attack with all your strength. However. . . However, there were too few people in this world who dared to survive in the midst of death. What could he do? I like you a little. I'll give you another chance. It's not too late for you to give up now. My third strike will not be merciful!"

"Senior, there's no need to advise me anymore. Take out your sword!"

"Alright! You have guts!" Jian Canglang laughed. "This sword is the essence of my sword technique, turning heaven and earth into a sword!"

As soon as Jian Canglang's voice faded, the heaven and earth began to stir restlessly. They were afraid of Jian Canglang's destructive force. If they didn't want to be destroyed by that expert who stood above all ghosts and deities, they would have to do whatever he wanted.

He had turned the heaven and earth into a sword. Since there was no sword in his hand, the heaven and earth had become a sword.

The sky was pressing down like a giant blade. The earth was like a forest of blades.

The wind was like a sharp blade, roaring furiously. The rain was like ten thousand swords falling at the same time.

The grass was like a long halberd piercing the sky. The wood was like a blade that stood in a ring.

What Lu Changkong could see and touch. . . Everything he could sense had turned into a sharp sword in Sword Ancestor's hand. Not only did King Corpse and Soul-Hooking lose contact with him, but also with him. Even the countless cultivators watching the battle were pulled away by the sword energy, and their bodies slightly moved away from where they were standing. They pressed down on Lu Changkong. There was no lack of experts among them, but those insufferably arrogant experts. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *

If Lu Changkong moved even a little bit, he would be cut into pieces by the sword qi that came from all directions. However, even if he didn't move, he would be crushed into meat paste by the sword qi sooner or later.

Jian Canglang asked with a smile. "Death is imminent. What else do you have to say?"

Lu Changkong looked up at the sky and laughed. "Although I, Lu Changkong, have lived a long life without doing anything, I have a brother to send me off today, and I am also able to fight with the number one swordsman in the world. I have lived a wonderful life. "

As Lu Changkong laughed, three inner cores shot out at the same time. They formed a triangle around his body, gathering lightning and fire evil Qi to form a barrier. Lu Changkong replaced the flying sword with the Dragon Evil Halberd, and flew towards Jian Canglang at lightning speed.

From Bailian Sheng's angle, he saw countless of sword Qi brushing past Lu Changkong's body. Blood was fluttering in the wind, and within a short distance of 30 meters, the blood red light that Lu Changkong had turned into had turned into a blood shadow. One of his arms was like a blade that pierced through Jian Canglang's forehead.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of Jian Canglang. His middle finger was only three inches away from Jian Canglang's vital point. Jian Canglang's head of white hair was blown back by the force brought by Lu Changkong's arm.