Mortal Bones

"Zhi!..."

Just when the long sword in the half-mountain of swords was drowning Xu Taiping like a tide, a sound of a knife chirping like a cicada suddenly penetrated the black sword that was flying towards Xu Taiping like a tide, and suddenly exploded in the chaotic ruins.

"Boom!..."

Then, a knife force like the power of the mountain soul was seen, which made the tide transformed by the black sword temporarily freeze for a moment.

And in an instant, hundreds of knife shadows like cicada wings, with the piercing sound of breaking through the air, forcibly dispersed the tide transformed by the black sword.

There was also a figure rushing out with the knife shadow.

This figure was thin, with a ragged robe, and his back and chest were covered with shocking sword wounds.

Who else could this person be if not Xu Taiping?

Seeing this scene, Chu Tiancheng, who was originally pale and didn't even dare to breathe in the side room, took a deep breath.

But immediately she stared at Xu Taiping's figure and frowned:

"It's so strange, why didn't Brother Taiping bleed from all the sword wounds!"

She just instinctively felt that the situation was different, but she didn't know why.

After hearing this, Zhang Moyan, a fellow warrior, suddenly tensed up again after originally relaxing.

Then she said with a serious face:

"I'm afraid it's not that there is no bleeding, but because the blood in the body is exhausted... I can't bleed anymore!"

As a warrior, especially a warrior who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, he often sees that soldiers on the battlefield have exhausted their blood and qi when fighting with demons, and even if they are covered with wounds, they don't bleed a drop of blood.

This is obviously not a good thing.

While they were discussing this, they saw Xu Taiping in the shadow watching the battle, the moment he rushed out of the waves formed by the black swords in the sky, he raised his head and roared:

"Ultimate method, the Thunder Style of the Ancestral Saint!"

Hearing this, and seeing the blood and qi fluctuations that suddenly spread out from Xu Taiping's body like blood-colored flames in the roar.

Zhang Moyan's face froze and said:

"It's bad, Brother Taiping is using the power of the Overlord at this time, I'm afraid the remaining blood and qi in his body will be burned out!"

The other cultivators in the viewing room also felt nervous when they heard this.

Obviously, Xu Taiping was risking his life to use the power of the Overlord at this time.

"Bang!"

Almost at the moment the roar sounded, Xu Taiping, who had already raised his arm to punch, suddenly appeared behind him with a shadow of the eight-armed bull demon several feet high.

Immediately, the shadow of the eight-armed bull demon and Xu Taiping smashed towards the direction where Su Chan was.

But almost at the same time when Xu Taiping swung his fist, the black swords had already flown to Su Chan, separating Su Chan from Xu Taiping's fist like a thick wall.

"Bang, bang, bang!..."

Amid the continuous collision sounds, Xu Taiping's fist flashing with lightning smashed countless black swords.

But there were too many black swords blocking him. He kept punching, and even though his fist force kept rising, he began to fail to break through the "wall" in front of him.

If Xu Taiping was in his prime, one punch might be enough to smash the wall, but his blood and true energy had already been exhausted in the competition with Su Chan.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged into the hearts of the spectators.

Seeing Xu Taiping once again surrounded by the black swords like a tide, Mu Yun slapped the table with some reluctance and said:

"If Brother Taiping is given another thirty years, no, just ten years, the current situation will definitely be very different!"

The people on the side agreed with him and felt that it was too early for Xu Taiping to fight with Su Chan.

"Boom!"

At this moment, with a deafening explosion, the huge Bull Demon phantom behind Xu Taiping suddenly shattered.

Almost instantly, the two black swords, like two black lights, passed through Xu Taiping's body one after another.

"Swish!"

At this time, the Broken Water Knife suddenly flew out from Xu Taiping's waist and faced the black swords that were swarming like a tide.

After continuous slashing, the Broken Water Knife finally won Xu Taiping a moment of respite, allowing him to regroup his fists and force back the surrounding black swords.

But as the spiritual power of the Broken Water Blade was gradually exhausted, more and more black swords slipped from its blade, and Xu Taiping was stabbed more and more times.

"Swoosh!"

With the sound of breaking through the air, Xu Taiping's right shoulder was directly pierced by a black sword.

Xu Taiping, who no longer had the energy and blood to repair it, could only watch his right arm fall down and could no longer lift it.

But what made the spectators admire him was that.

Even though he only had one arm left to punch, even though his energy and blood were about to be completely consumed, Xu Taiping's eyes did not show even the slightest intention of retreating.

It was as if he was saying:

"As long as I still have a breath left, as long as I can still swing my fist, I can still kill you!"

After seeing Xu Taiping's eyes, Su Chan just raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then raised his sword finger, lightly pointed at the direction where Xu Taiping was, and then said:

"Then I'll grant you your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless black swords suddenly flying towards Xu Taiping in the direction pointed by Su Chan's sword finger.

Facing these countless black swords falling like a waterfall from the sky, Xu Taiping once again roared with the second-level blood and qi tempering method, and punched to meet them.

"Bang!"

Amidst the loud tremors, Xu Taiping used the Jifa Ba Xia style, and punched the sky full of black swords, causing them to tremble.

From a distance, it looked as if he had punched a mountain back.

But soon, the sword mountain formed by countless black swords fell towards Xu Taiping again.

"Bang!"

This time, although Xu Taiping once again used the Jifa Ba Xia style to blast the sword mountain, it only made the sword mountain pause.

And Xu Taiping himself was knocked back thousands of feet by the sword mountain, and then he regained his balance.

But at the moment when Xu Taiping regained his balance, the sword mountain formed by countless black swords appeared in front of Xu Taiping again.

"Bang!"

And this time, Xu Taiping just raised his fist, and was knocked away by the sword mountain, and his body was like a line, straightly hitting a palace ruin below, smashing the ruins into pieces.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Then, whenever Xu Taiping stood up, he would be knocked away by the sword mountain controlled by Su Chan, again and again.

Seeing this, a monk watching the battle shouted in the spirit mirror: "This Su Chan can clearly kill Xu Taiping with one sword, but he chose not to do so. This is clearly humiliating him!"

Soon, a second monk watching the battle followed and shouted:

"He is not only humiliating Xu Taiping, but also humiliating Zhenwu Tian and Shangqing Jie!"