Mortal bone

Silver Dragon Sword was silent for a while, then he asked:

"How much do you want?"

Xu Taiping said without hesitation:

"The more the better!"

Hearing this, the sword spirit of the Silver Dragon Sword fell silent again.

A moment later, when the monsters were about to break through the sword energy barrier set up by Xu Taiping, he finally spoke:

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Xu Taiping grinned, then waved his hand and said:

"Come, come, come, come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw thousands of dragon swords flying out from the exit of Qisu Treasure House overhead.

Xu Taiping was not greedy for more, but based on the damage of the dragon sword and the number of new monsters, he gradually increased the number of swords.

But even so, in a dozen breaths, the number of swords he wielded has increased from more than 300 to a full [-].

For a moment, the sharp sound of swords resounded throughout the world again.

The sword power that was originally suppressed by the black monsters suddenly pushed the sword energy barriers into the sky, pushing away the group of monsters and the original power they released.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Taiping used the Hidden Sword Technique and began to urge the dragon sword to fly out from the left and right sides of the sword array and pierce into the group of monsters.

Suddenly, the monster camp, which was originally a piece of iron, began to be divided bit by bit by the light of the sword.

In just a few breaths, Xu Taiping once again turned from defense to offense.

He even started to suppress those thousands of monsters.

The cost of switching from defense to offense was that Xu Taiping's soul began to suffer greater pain.

Moreover, although Xu Taiping relied on the power of Zangxian Brewing to endure the inhuman pain.

But the damage to the soul behind this pain cannot be repaired.

And after the soul suffered a heavy blow, the qi, blood and true energy in Xu Taiping's body that originally needed to be restrained by the soul gradually became uncontrollable and began to wander around the body.

Fortunately, the eight soul seals in Xu Taiping's body, because they were devouring his true energy and blood every moment, actually helped him stabilize this part of the chaotic energy, blood and true energy.

But even so, blood continued to seep out of Xu Taiping's skin.

And his body was weakening bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a short moment, Xu Taiping's robe turned blood red, and his body became as thin as a bamboo pole.

But even so, Xu Taiping's eyes as he looked at the demons above his head were still bright and focused, without any trace of fatigue or fear.

"Hey……"

Following him, he once again controlled two thousand flying swords at the same time. In an instant, he left a poem of more than 1000 words in the air. After that, a crazy smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said:

"Senior, continue, continue feeding me the sword!"

The sword spirit, which had manifested its spirit body next to Xu Taiping, suddenly frowned and said:

"These two thousand swords should be able to help you support a cup of tea. You better not take risks."

Xu Taiping, who was raising his hand to control the two thousand flying swords, shook his head vigorously with a crazy look on his face and said:

"You don't understand. The Yuan Master has extremely strong deduction power. He must... must have calculated my extreme state... Next, there will definitely be more monsters coming out of the devil's abyss..."

At this point, Xu Taiping, whose face was red and full of alcohol, said "hehe" again and said with a crazy smile on his face:

“So…only…only Chao BuChang surpasses…surpasses my current extreme state…can…can I defeat him…can I kill him!”

"Come!"

"Give me the sword!"

The sword spirit of this Silver Dragon Sword once had a transcendent status in the Dragon Clan. If anyone dared to speak like this in front of him, I am afraid that his head would be gone.

But for some reason, when he saw the crazy look in the eyes of the "young man" in front of him, instead of being disgusted, he became a little excited.

A sentence echoed in my mind inexplicably——

"This is how a swordsman should be!"

Immediately, without hesitation, he waved his sleeves and said:

"Then I will give you another thousand swords to see if you can take it!"

As he said that, he saw another thousand dragon swords flying out from the exit of the Qisu Treasure House.

"boom!……"

After sensing the breath of these thousand dragon swords, Xu Taiping first reached out and grabbed the wine gourd and drank it all in one gulp. Then he laughed wildly and said, "Come, come, come, let's go on a killing spree together today!"

Just as he was speaking, because of the oppression of the soul by the thousands of new dragon swords, the energy and blood in his body once again exploded out, turning into a ball of blood mist.

But Xu Taiping seemed to have lost his sense of pain. He held the wine gourd in one hand and the silver dragon sword in the other and said loudly——

"Everything is born to support people."

"The world still complains about the inhumane nature."

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous intention came out of Xu Taiping's body.

The more than three thousand flying swords above his head seemed to sense his state of mind, and they also released monstrous killing intent.

Even the battle-hardened Sword Spirit couldn't help but feel a sudden surge in his heart when he felt this killing intent.

At the same time, the look he looked at Xu Tianping beside him became even more intense.

At this time, just as Xu Taiping had expected, the exit of the Demonic Abyss once again became several times larger.

The overwhelming demonic shadow was like the black tide, covering the entire sky.

"Zheng!..."

Almost at the same time, as Xu Taiping chanted, the three thousand flying swords with overwhelming murderous intent pierced into the black tide that the monster had transformed into.

For a moment, murderous intent and demonic aura intertwined, and the sword light collided with the brilliance transformed by the power of the demonic seed, as if the world was about to be torn apart.

When he saw that the three thousand flying swords were actually the black tide that killed seven or eight thousand monsters, the sword spirit's body suddenly trembled with excitement.

Swords, especially dragon clan swords, pursue the unrivaled killing power of killing gods when encountering them, and killing Buddhas when encountering them.

In Sword Spirit's view, the killing power revealed in Xu Taiping's body at this moment has already taken the prototype of that unparalleled killing power.

For swordsmen, a good sword is hard to find.

But for swords, good swordsmen are equally hard to find!

Because no matter how powerful a sword is, it can only exert its strongest killing power when it is in the hands of a swordsman.

"Boom!..."

Just when the sword spirit was making a difficult decision in his heart, along with a deafening sound of air explosion, the black vortex at the exit of Shiyuan suddenly covered the entire world where it was located.

In an instant, the monsters in the Demonic Abyss began to pour out of the exit uncontrollably.

In just a few moments, tens of thousands of monsters poured into the world.

And this number is still growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In front of such a large number of monsters, the three thousand fairy swords controlled by Xu Taiping were quickly swallowed up like fireflies.

"This should be the Yuan Lord's last struggle, but... boy, can you handle it?"

The sword spirit who saw this scene murmured solemnly.

At this time, Xu Taiping, who had already turned white-haired, suddenly shouted with a look of madness on his face:

"Sword, give me more swords, the more the better!"

This time, the sword spirit did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, he summoned all the dragon swords in the Qisu Treasure House, and then said to Xu Taiping:

"You can take as much as you can!"

After sensing the aura of those tens of thousands of dragon swords, Xu Taiping smiled crazily and said:

"Then I won't be polite!"

As he spoke, he seemed to be desperate for his life, wrapping his soul around all the [-] dragon swords above his head.

Sword Spirit was shocked and said:

"Boy, you are crazy!"

Xu Taiping shook his head, then looked up at the monster that enveloped the entire sky and said:

"I'm not crazy. If I don't do this, I can't kill it!"

When he said this, Xu Taiping was shocked, and a cloud of blood mist exploded from his body again.

Immediately afterwards, the pain of crying caused by the thirty thousand flying swords fell on his poor soul.

"Buzzing..."

Along with the buzzing in his ears, Xu Taiping could clearly feel that cracks began to appear in his soul.

"Is this what it feels like to be out of your mind?"

Xu Taiping, who was gradually losing consciousness, muttered.

However, just when his consciousness was about to completely dissipate, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, followed by a familiar voice exploding in his mind—

"brat!"

Xu Taiping looked back and saw Li Daoyan's figure appearing behind him at some point.

"Little friend Taiping!"

"Little Taiping!"

"Fellow Taoist Taiping!"

Immediately afterwards, Master Yi Zhu, True Monarch Yunhe, Elder Lou, Huang Laodao, Senior Qu, Senior Zhang... the figures who had died in battle all appeared behind him.

In the end, the figure of the tens of thousands of strange monks who died here in order to seal the Yuan Lord, as well as the [-] soldiers of the Treading Navy, also appeared in his sight.

And when his eyes fell on his [-]-foot navy, the old general of the [-]-foot navy reined up his horse, and then ordered the entire army:

"Ta Haijun obeys the order, this is our last time to charge into battle!"

As he spoke, he slowly looked at Xu Taiping, then said with a smile:

"Taoist Priest Taiping, give the order!"