Chapter 1822 Doomsday Knife!

“Don’t worry, you won’t be disappointed!”

Luo Wushu let out a faint voice, with a cold aura surging on his body, diametrically opposed to Bai Qingcang.

Bai Qingcang didn’t want people to know the existence of Xuanjie, and Luo Wushu also didn’t want people to know that he was from Xuanjie.

So, this scene appeared.

The two never mentioned their previous grievances, but in their hearts, the idea of ​​​​killing was moving.

Once given the opportunity, he will definitely ruthlessly put the opponent to death.

“Unbelievable!”

Bai Qingcang sneered, and the figure soared up, constantly rising, and soon appeared in the sky above Luo Wushu.

He didn’t like the feeling of being overlooked by Luo Wushu.

This is obviously more comfortable.

boom!

The power of Xianyuan burst out.

Bai Qingcang didn’t have any more nonsense, and when he raised his hand, a huge palm print was killing Luo Wushu.

It seems to be an understatement and quite casual, but it still makes many people feel a terrible pressure.

Many people looked at Luo Wushu and wanted to see what means he planned to use to fight against Bai Qingcang.

After all, Bai Qingcang’s cultivation was there.

With such a large gap in cultivation, Luo Wushu would not have any suspense in this battle if Luo Wushu did not have some means to do it.

This palm print alone is enough to suppress the ordinary seventh-order true immortal.

“Indestructible Sword Body!”

Luo Wushu raised his eyes lightly, and a terrifying sword intent flowed over his body, and the terrifying kendo aura rolled toward the sky.

Seeing that the huge palm print was about to drown its figure, suddenly there was a sword breaking through the air, killing him instantly.

Heaven and earth opened a straight line, this sword seems to be able to cut the sky.

boom!

The huge palm print was directly torn by a sword and annihilated.

“Compared to the day you canonized, your strength has become stronger again?” Bai Qingcang’s eyes narrowed.

His palm seemed to be random, but it had enough power.

If Luo Wushu only had the strength that he showed that day, this palm print could completely kill him.

“Show some real strength!”

Luo Wushu said in a low voice: “If the dignified Tiandaomen elders only have this level, it would be too disappointing.”

“As you wish!” Bai Qingcang stretched out his palm.

In an instant, the power of immortal essence condensed into an extremely overbearing long sword in his hand.

“cut!”

The sharp and harsh sound swept through the void, and the extremely domineering long knife came down in an instant, killing Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu’s eyes did not waver, and when his thoughts moved, a terrifying kendo storm emerged and smashed out.

In an instant, there seemed to be countless sword lights colliding with the long knives, and a crisp symphony erupted.

The offensive was blocked again, and the vibrating expression in Bai Qingcang’s eyes became more intense.

This knife is enough to easily kill most of the seventh-order true immortals.

But Luo Wushu was already so relaxed.

“Buzz!”

Gorgeous rays of light bloomed from Bai Qingcang’s body, and his body poured out the breath of the infinite sword, sweeping the vast void.

On top of his head, an extremely gorgeous knife appeared.

That is Bai Qingcang’s sword soul.

The moment the sword soul appeared, Bai Qingcang’s temperament also underwent earth-shaking changes.

At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a human-shaped knife, standing upright and looking down at the world.

“Now, give me another shot and try!”

Bai Qingcang shouted sharply, and the brilliant sword light pierced through the void in an instant, descended from the sky, and executed Luo Wushu.

The immortal sword body is driven to the extreme, Luo Wushu’s body has a majestic sword intent pouring out, and the terrifying kendo aura makes countless people can’t help but look at him, is this guy a natural sword bone?

Otherwise, how could such a terrifying sword intent spew out of his body.

“laugh!”

Without too many bells and whistles, Luo Wushu’s swords were united, facing the light of the sword that was killing him.

“clang!”

A crisp symphony, trembling in the sky.

Swords and swords are fighting for each other, and the aftermath of the destruction alone makes countless people tremble with fear, and it is difficult to even look directly at them.

Fortunately, there are Gu Qiandao and other powerhouses who have shot, annihilating those scattered aftermath.

Otherwise, before the battle is decided, the mountain gate of Tiandaomen will probably be tied first.

“break!”

A cold voice came from Luo Wushu’s mouth, resounding throughout the world.

Immediately afterwards, countless people were shocked to see that the extremely gorgeous sword light was smashed.

However, Luo Wushu’s figure with his sword in one, couldn’t kill Bai Qingcang in one go.

But even so, it still caused countless people to take a deep breath.

Luo Wushu has become so perverted.

With the cultivation level of the third-order true immortal, Bai Qingcang, who is the eighth-order true immortal, is not weak at all.

Some Tiandaomen disciples looked at this scene with complicated eyes, and their expressions were quite embarrassing.

From a certain point of view, it is a misfortune to be in the same era as such monsters as Luo Wushu.

The pressure he brings is too great.

There are also some people who vaguely understand the meaning of Luo Wushu’s previous words, if he really wants to show off his power.

With his strength, he can easily kill Zhong Hao, Wu An and other disrespectful guys.

Instead of simple lessons, so simple.

Above the void, Bai Qingcang’s eyes were extremely cold. After using the sword soul, he couldn’t help Luo Wushu?

With a ruthless heart, Bai Qingcang’s hand has a rapid change in the seal, and I saw that the soul of the sword was showing more and more dazzling light at this moment, extremely gorgeous, like a natural vision.

“Qing Cang is serious!” Gu Qiandao uttered a voice in a low voice, with a vague sense of solemnity.

As the sect master, he seems to be quite afraid of Bai Qingcang’s methods.

The expressions of many people from the Heavenly Sword Sect became serious.

On weekdays, they are not qualified to deal with Bai Qingcang, but it can be seen that Bai Qingcang should be a means to exert pressure on the bottom of the box.

Luo Wushu is probably in danger.

“Master, are you planning to kill that guy directly?” Wu An’s eyes showed a sharp look.

Ordinary Tiandaomen disciples can’t get in touch with Bai Qingcang, but Wu An, who is an apprentice, knows very well what kind of means his master is using.

“Is the means that Elder Bai is going to use very strong?” a disciple of Tiandaomen asked.

Wu An nodded lightly, “The Doomsday Knife Technique is the strongest means of Master, and there is no one.”

“So, that guy is dead.”

The meaning of joy is beyond words.

Previously, although Wu An was respectful before Luo Wushu’s writing, it was because of Luo Wushu’s identity and strength that he did not dare to make trouble.

It doesn’t mean that he has a good impression of Luo Wushu.

“The Doomsday Knife Technique?”

Many eyes murmured towards the void, only to see that at this moment, the sword soul above Bai Qingcang’s head was splitting.

One transforms two, two transforms three, and three produces all things.

Soon, it turned into a shocking scene, like a sword of infinite life and soul, filling the void and covering the vast world.

On each sword soul, there are terrifying fluctuations, giving people a terrifying oppressive force.

At this moment, many people vaguely understand why it is called the Doomsday Sword Art.

For Luo Wushu, this sword technique is probably the end of the world.