Chapter 763: The Ultimate of Time and Space, Sword Master's Move
After fighting each other, the two men drew out their swords from the [Sword Realm].
The pure [skill] has been compared, and the next thing to compete for is [everything].
The swordsman closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and his surroundings fell into the world of swords.
With a sword on his back, he soared into the air and stood in the air. Under the reflection of the sun, huge sword wings made of sword energy appeared behind him.
The sword wing was swung forward, and countless tiny sword qi shot down. After countless sword qi, there was an extremely sharp and huge sword qi impact, which had the power to shake the world and was extremely gorgeous.
The momentum was so powerful and the characteristics were so obvious, the moment Mo Cheng saw it he already knew what kind of ultimate move he was facing.
"The Tribulation of the Ten Thousand Gods, a true sword master's skill."
Mo Cheng tightly grasped the sword in his hand. He had already had a premonition that when the hero template of "Domination" was completed, the one he would face would definitely not be the kind of sword expert who could only be described as "not weak" in the past.
He knew very well that after completing the [Domination] template, he would have to face the extremely sharp edge of the Sword Saint.
"Hey!" Mo Cheng suddenly chuckled, "You are using the sword saint's skills to entertain me. The owner of this move, Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation, is also called Liu Sheng, so it would be unreasonable not to respond to you with this move."
After saying that, Mo Cheng's eyes focused, and the sword energy around him surged into the sky, forming a sword energy barrier.
Within the sword energy barrier, everything was forcibly stopped; molecular motion, atomic motion, and even superstring vibrations all returned to zero.
Even Mo Cheng's own body was forcibly stopped and he could not move at all, let alone defeat the enemy.
But is that all there is to it? Forcibly stopping both myself and the other party to achieve a tie?
No, I saw a transparent shadow walking out of Mo Cheng's body. It was Mo Cheng's soul.
At the moment of pause, Mo Cheng entered a state of neither death nor life, both death and life. His soul flew up on the sword and attacked the swordsman.
Before the sword energy barrier enveloped the swordsman, the swordsman also saw the origin of this move, which was in no way inferior to the sword master's skill of [Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation].
“Heaven-destroying Sword Twenty-three? Hahahahaha, so satisfying!”
He laughed heartily. Fighting on the sword was a blessing for a swordsman. At the same time, the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation moves in his hand were running and suddenly changed.
The swordsman knew that the first move of [Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation] alone could not defeat [Twenty-three Heaven-Destroying Sword ].
Suddenly, the sword's ultimate intention was fast, accurate, and focused. With these three standards, a sword was launched, and the space solidified instantly, and everything was still.
Except for that sword, and the enemy that sword faced.
One stops time, the other solidifies space. Time and space, the two ultimate sword powers span the infinite world and confront each other at this moment.
Sword and sword.
The collision of the swords was silent, but the entire sword world was filled with the sound of thousands of swords. Countless long swords rose from the ground in the [Sword World] to watch this battle between the sword masters.
The collision of time and space unleashed infinite power, and everything was destroyed by the sword energy.
The swordsman was immediately injured by the huge force of time and space. He retreated several steps and vomited red from his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.
Mo Cheng wasn't in a much better condition either. His soul was also shaken by the huge force of time and space. He felt blurry-minded and his whole body felt like it was on fire.
After the attack, both of them were seriously injured, but they did not lose the battle. Not to mention that these two guys have known each other for a short time, and they both know that the other has never been a merciful person.
"Ha, it's just [Heaven and Earth Destroying Sword XXIII], it doesn't seem like you're qualified to defeat me." The swordsman didn't care about the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, revealing his red teeth, "Why don't you try [Lovely Heaven and Earth Sword XXIII]? Oh, sorry, I forgot you don't have that kind of EQ, you don't even have to take [Seven Lifetimes of Forgetfulness]."
Obviously, the swordsman was mocking Mo Cheng's low emotional intelligence, and was directly forcing the Sword Master Dugu who had taken [Seven Lives of Forgetfulness].
"I just used [Heaven and Earth Destruction Sword XXIII] a little bit and you used [Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation] to the second move. If you improve it a little bit more, wouldn't you use [Sword of Defeat]? We have known each other for so long, and I don't want to let you lose too badly, otherwise I'm afraid you will be too embarrassed to see me next time."
It's better to lose the battle than the fight, and Mo Cheng hasn't lost yet. His talking skills are as good as his physical skills.
You may not be able to play in the arena PVP, but you definitely can’t be bad at talking.
"To be honest, it's all thanks to you for helping me demonstrate [Sword Heart Hell] last time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to use it so smoothly today." Mo Cheng stared at the swordsman, both of them were desperately trying to recover, trying to get ahead of the other and then chop the other into pieces.
"Don't stare so wide, it won't kill anyone."
"It's okay. I'll just say goodbye to you with my eyes. Why don't you change your appearance now? I think the sword user doll from last time was quite pretty. She's much more pleasing to the eye than looking at you in this miserable state."
“Haha.” The swordsman sneered, “Keep talking. Let me see how long you can suppress the sword energy in your body.”
As he spoke, Mo Cheng's face immediately turned very ugly. The Ten Thousand Gods Sword Qi in his body had already chopped his internal organs and blood vessels into pieces. Even if his body was strong, he could not withstand this severe injury from the inside out.
But if I am not having an easy time, the other person will definitely not have an easy time either. “It’s okay, I don’t mind if you spit it out now.”
Mo Cheng's words seemed to have touched a switch. The swordsman's whole body went limp and he half-knelt on the ground, relying entirely on his sword as a crutch to support himself. Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth and he vomited violently on the ground.
Chance!
Seeing the miserable state of his opponent, Mo Cheng relaxed his vigilance. However, it was just that moment of relaxation that allowed the swordsman to find an opportunity.
The only chance.
"All things in heaven and earth are swords, gods, ghosts, demons and evil are swords, the waves of catastrophe are thousands, the sky of the universe is the sword, this is - the catastrophe of all gods!"
Endless sword energy launched indiscriminate attacks on the surrounding heaven and earth. Wherever the sword energy passed, the mountains, rivers, trees, grass and stones were all shattered into nothingness.
Mo Cheng's whole body was tense. He forcibly suppressed the sword energy that was constantly destroying his body. He simply threw away his sword and raised his right fist high into the sky.
At this moment, his fist was like a huge sun emitting scorching light, occupying all sense of existence, like a cone breaking through the constraints of heaven and earth.
A punch was thrown out, and this punch seemed to jump out of the cycle of reincarnation and out of the world. The fist was like a giant sword that split the sky, tearing apart the sword energy in the sky and opening up this chaotic world anew.
Mo Cheng poured all his strength into his right fist, using his fist as a sword. It was unclear whether this attack was the man controlling the sword, or the sword controlling the man.
The fist dragged Mo Cheng forward, blasting countless sword energies along the way, regardless of how many organs and internal organs were shattered by the sword energy. Finally, an intact right arm clenched into a fist and stopped in front of the swordsman's forehead.
Fighting for life, the winner is decided.
After the punch, Mo Cheng, who was already bloody, vibrated his slowly recovering vocal cords, "I won!"
