My Tokusho Life Simulation

Because of her sister's act of sacrificing her life, the swordsman of smoke was only slightly injured.

"elder sister..."

Kamidai Fengyin's expression was complicated. If it weren't for her reckless behavior, the previous things would not have happened.

"At least, you let us know the power of the No.11 holy sword. As long as I'm here, you'll be fine."

Luther said so.

Brilliant and dazzling sacred light continuously emerged from the light steel sword, and even the hall ravaged by the eternal fire was instantly lit up into pure white.

With the intense light shining, everyone, including the Lord of Truth, inevitably temporarily lost their vision.

At this moment, the only color they can see is an empty white.

Luther's figure disappeared in place, and the wounds on Swordsman of Smoke also disappeared quickly at this moment.

After the light dissipated, Luther had already come before the Holy Lord of Truth.

The holy swords of light and darkness are intertwined, the taboo darkness roars, and the sacred light is like singing hymns.

The two are perfectly coordinated at this moment, and the Holy Sword of Origin has reached its sharpest state.

Luther held his breath, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

Swing the sword with the fastest speed.

Light and darkness swayed freely, tearing the body of the Holy Lord of Truth into pieces in an instant.

These swift twin swords are like the performance of the Swordsman of the Wind in the previous battle. Although they cannot be said to be exactly the same, they are at least seven or eight.

But suddenly, Luther stopped slashing, and jumped behind him with a stern expression.

In an instant, shock and fire came from where the Holy Lord of Truth was.

boom!

The impact inevitably sent Luther flying. Halfway through, the Holy Sword of Darkness cut a crack leading to the darkness, and Luther who was blown away fell into it and disappeared.

The eternal flames regrouped, and the Holy Lord of Truth returned to his original, intact appearance.

"Be smart."

He frowned, looking coldly at the swordsmen standing there.

Behind the Holy Lord of Truth, shadow warriors emerged silently, gradually solidifying from illusion.

It stood firm and silently assumed a posture.

The palm stretched out straight, stopping an inch before the back.

In an instant, the palm turned into a fist, blasting out at a speed that was completely indistinguishable to the naked eye.

A sonic boom followed.

At a very close distance, the strength can be fully exploded.

But after that, a short and brittle force spiraled out of the chest of the Holy Lord of Truth.

puff.

The Holy Lord of Truth fell down with the rising of dust, and before he knew it, his internal organs were beaten into a ball of paste.

The flames ignited again on the fallen body, just like Nirvana.

"Play smart..."

The Holy Lord of Truth frowned, and voiced strangely in unison like the flow of time.

He turned around and swung the pitch-black sword lightly, the Holy Sword of Nothing, which can nullify the power of all holy swords, easily smashed the shadow warrior into pieces.

The shadows dissipated, and the malicious eyes of the Holy Lord of Truth looked at the swordsmen immediately.

The swordsmen stood still, as if they were waiting for an opportunity.

"None of you can escape."

The corners of the mouth of the Holy Master of Truth rose crazily, and the power of immortality allowed him to obtain joy as he wished.

Although he had died three times in a short period of time, he didn't care at all.

"Go! Alanquina!"

Fan An suddenly swung the holy sword, and the burly magic lamp rushed out of his chest, clenched his huge fists, and viciously blasted towards the Lord of Truth.

"As I said, it's no use being clever."

The Holy Lord of Truth said coldly.

The Wuming sword ignited an eternal flame, and with just one blow, it defeated the magic lamp demon.

At the same time, a pitch-black crack emerged from behind him.

The light flashed by.

"...when?"

The Holy Lord of Truth lowered his head and looked at the huge hole that suddenly appeared in his chest.

The light eroded towards the surroundings, but was burned by the eternal fire in an instant, and the hollow in the chest disappeared without a trace.

It's the fourth time.

Annoyance gradually appeared on the expression of the Holy Lord of Truth.

This time, he didn't even see when he died.

The light flashed again, and at this moment, the Holy Lord of Truth turned around and cut off the Wuming sword.

Flames burst out and clangs sounded.

The sharpest holy sword of light collided with the holy sword of nothingness, and the sword was overflowing with the most brilliant light all the time.

The Holy Lord of Truth tried his best to wrestle with the Holy Sword of Light, but he gradually fell into a disadvantage, and retreated weakly with his arms.

However, the invisible fluctuation flashed again.

Under the action of nothingness, the light steel sword fell into a slump, and the light on the sword disappeared without a trace.

"Again, it's no use being clever!"

The Holy Lord of Truth laughed wildly, and easily flew the Holy Sword of Light.

The weak light steel sword struggled for a long time before it regained its balance and floated in front of all the swordsmen.

The light casts down, and Wang Jian, holding the Holy Sword of Darkness, appears.

The moment he released the sword, Luther grabbed the light steel sword, his chest heaved and heaved, and he gasped for breath.

"I figured it out," he said.

Then, he explained it to the swordsmen in the simplest way.

The power of the holy sword of nothingness in the Wuming sword is different from the dark sword Yueyin that can completely seal the holy sword. The former is more like anesthesia.

With the release of the power of nothingness, the holy swords with a radius of several meters around the Lord of Truth will be suppressed, making it impossible to use even a little bit of special power belonging to the holy swords.

Because of this, the two holy swords Shi and Yan were unable to activate Jie Shi Erase and Wolf Smoke Bug.

If we say that the original intention of the birth of the Dark Sword Moon Dark is to prevent the Holy Sword from falling into the hands of evildoers.

Then, Wu Ming Jian Wu Wu is born to be a special killer against all holy swords.

Just this is not terrible, because people always make mistakes, and no one can be perfect until the end.

But the power of the eternal phoenix makes up for this shortcoming.

The current Holy Lord of Truth is immortal.

Even if he is killed, he will be reborn from Nirvana quickly and return to a complete state.

as well as...

— to become stronger.

This is the result of Luther's own experiments.

For the first time, the light that moved faster than the speed of light killed the Lord of Truth the moment he couldn't react.

But after his Nirvana resurrection, he was able to turn around and block the attack of the light steel sword.

The more you kill him, the more difficult and powerful he will be.

"This..."

Hearing this, the swordsmen frowned.

They are all enemies who are so difficult to be so unreasonable for the first time.

"Finished?"

The Lord of Truth stood where he was, looking at the swordsmen coldly.

"I will slowly torture you all to death."

He smiled and opened his arms, and behind him emerged flying wings made of eternal fire.

The Holy Lord of Truth came to the ground with a grim smile, leaving an eternal flame along the way.

The falcon also chirped, Qingqin stepped forward, the Wuming sword and the Huoyan sword collided, and the flames ate each other.

But in the end it was Eternal Flame who was superior, the Huoyan Sword flew out spinning, Qingqin clutched her wrist, and staggered back two steps.

This is not only a crushing of strength, but also a complete suppression at the level of swordsmanship.

"You are so weak, you are really ashamed to be a swordsman of fire."

The Holy Lord of Truth is still gentle, but his tone makes people shudder.

After the words fell, he raised his sword to pierce the fire swordsman's chest.

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Volume 51: Chapter 47 Chapter [-] The Emotional Dragon

The dark blue hook flew out and entangled the arm of the Holy Lord of Truth. The Swordsman of Water pulled with all his strength, changing the direction of the deadly long sword.

Before he could react, the Swordsman of Earth stepped on the ground, and the floor tiles shattered and flew away. The rocks gathered in the local tyrant's sword and stirred the soil, forming a thick and huge blade.

"drink--!"

The epee fell mercilessly towards the neck of the Lord of Truth.

Feng Lan also appeared violently at this moment, and the swordsman of the wind with his two swords splitting, faced the Wuming sword head-on to nothingness.

Wolf smoke emerged, spider-like limbs stabbed out continuously, and the trident also flew towards it mixed with waves.

In these dazzling attacks, the body of the Lord of Truth was defeated again without accident.

But with the wild laughter, the eternal flame swept away again.

At the moment when all the swordsmen were about to be blown away by the explosion, the door of the dark space suddenly appeared, engulfing them all.

The shadow warrior emerged from the mud, caught the flying sword of light, and rushed into the sea of ​​flames without fear in the face of the impact.

The flames burned the pitch-black body, and there was a terrible smell of scorching.

In the middle of the sea of ​​flames, the eternal flame gathered into a human form again, but before it was fully formed, the holy sword of light emitted absolute light.

And then—piercing.

The rays of light exploded, tearing up the resurrected Lord of Truth and evaporating, leaving no room for self-explosion.

This time, the flames did not converge.

"Did you make it?"

The Sword of Light murmured, but at this moment, the sense of peeping came from behind.

A feather fell quietly, and instantly turned into the Lord of Truth holding an inscribed sword.

"Of course not."

The wings of the phoenix spread out from behind him, and then smashed down fiercely, tearing the shadow warrior's body into pieces again.

He stretched out his hand and held the Holy Sword of Light with a smirk, and the nullification ability of the Wuming Sword took effect again.