Chapter 582

Looking at Su Moyu's sword, the madman frowned and scolded, "what's a third rate sword?"

Indeed, Su Moyu's sword, whether in power or artistic conception, is too poor. Even in the world, it can only be regarded as a third rate.

The madman didn't bother to fight seriously. With a flick of his sleeve, he dissolved Su Moyu's sword.

However, after the sword failed, Su Moyu didn't care, and then the second sword stabbed out.

Although the power of this sword is not big, it is twice as strong as before.

"Or waste!" the madman's disdain was still easily resolved.

However, Su Moyu's third sword doubled its power.

At that time, when facing the wind slave, he used this sword to hit the wind slave hard.

It is said that the power and artistic conception of this sword can be regarded as the first-class in the world.

"It's just a little interesting!" the madman sneered and pointed his sword at each other.

When!

With an earth shaking crisp sound, Su Moyu's sword was bounced off, and the whole man flew back hundreds of feet before he stopped.

This third sword was the last one he had understood before. When he took it again, it was a complete development.

"Look at my fourth sword!" Su Moyu shouted violently. The fourth sword came out and its power doubled!

At this time, madmen have to pay attention.

"Does this boy want to use me as his sword test stone to temper his sword intention?" he thought in his heart, and he didn't dare to be careless. His strength was three points stronger.

Boom!

This time, Su Moyu was hit strongly by him and directly blasted into the ground.

"Good! Very good! Only with such a strong hand can I make my sword better!" Su Moyu's heart was in a state of extreme excitement at this time. Blood hung on his lips and rose directly from the earth.

At the same time, the fifth sword comes out!

Twice as powerful!

"Break it for me!" the madman moved his hands, circled with seven yuan forces, and pushed it out with all his strength.

This time, he hardly kept his hand, trying to hit Su Moyu hard, so as not to have a long dream at night.

As expected, Su Moyu's fifth sword finally collapsed under a strong palm.

And his whole body flew out in an instant, and his blood came out of his mouth.

However, after a moment, Su Moyu stabilized his body again.

He was seriously injured, but he didn't retreat. On the contrary, his face showed ecstasy.

"Look at my sixth sword!" Su Moyu shouted. The sixth sword arrived as promised, and its power doubled again.

"Good boy!" the madman looked dignified and slapped out as before.

Sword intention collided with palm intention. After holding on for a moment, Su Moyu's sword intention finally collapsed.

But this time, he was only blown back for tens of feet, and did not bring additional injuries.

"The seventh sword!" Su Moyu's eyes were almost full of madness, and the seventh sword stabbed out again.

"Break it for me!" the madman's face was dignified on the seventh day of the first day, and then resisted with palm strength.

And this time, it was even!

"Bad! If I let this boy go on like this, wouldn't I be dangerous?" the madman thought in his heart, but he saw that Su Moyu over there was ready again.

"The eighth sword!" Su Moyu shouted, and the eighth sword came here.

The madman has no choice but to fight with palm power.

However, this time, his palm power was defeated, and Su Moyu's sword intention finally rushed to him.

However, this is the end of a powerful crossbow, not enough to hurt the madman himself.

But even so, the madman's forehead has been covered with sweat.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? How can the Vietnam war become stronger? Is it difficult that this boy just understood..."

Before he could figure it out, Su Moyu's ninth sword was out.

The ninth sword is twice as powerful as the previous one.

"Feng!" this time, the madman didn't want to break Su Moyu's sword intention, but took the defensive.

However, Su Moyu's sword was so powerful that he directly broke the madman's seven yuan power and blew him out.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

This is the first real injury of the madman since the two fought.

"This boy, can't stay!" at this time, the madman's heart suddenly flashed a trace of chagrin.

He regretted that he didn't kill the boy when he was young.

But fortunately, it doesn't seem too late.

However, when he recovered, he saw Su Moyu hundreds of feet away, trembling and raising his sword.

"Shit! True or false?" the madman turned white.

If Su Moyu could use a stronger sword again, wouldn't he

"The tenth sword, breaking the world!" Su Moyu held a long sword in his hand and finally stabbed it out.

For a moment, a huge wave of sword made the madman feel trembling.

"Stop me!" the madman shouted hysterically in the air.

However, he can't stop the ninth sword, not to mention the tenth sword which is twice stronger?

For a moment, the sword idea passed through his body, and half of his body collapsed in the sword idea.

And through the sword of his body, straight into the sky.

When the sword crossed, the space continued to collapse, and finally collapsed into a little.

When!

With a crisp sound, the whole world began to shake.

"Is that... The barrier of the big world? The boy's tenth sword actually hit the barrier of the big world?" after seeing this scene, the madman turned pale.

The barrier of the big world, even at this time, he could barely touch it.

But Su Moyu's tenth sword hit it directly.

Fortunately, the barriers of the big world are too strong. This sword is not powerful enough to break it directly.

However, this tremor has shocked every practitioner in the world.

Half of the madman's body over there had been destroyed. He quickly took out a shining light ball from the universe in his sleeve.

This light ball is the life force collected by his eight slaves for him over the years. It was originally used by him to complete the last eight yuan in one.

But I didn't think it was used here today.

After swallowing the light ball, the madman's broken body recovered at the speed visible to the flesh eye, and finally formed a perfect body.

When he finished all this again, he looked coldly at Su Moyu who had fallen to the ground and floated in front of him.

"Boy, you really surprised me. Unfortunately, it's all over!" the madman sneered.

At this time, Su Moyu, after using the last tenth sword, trembled all over, and blood splashed out continuously.

Obviously, the tenth sword just broke the world and exhausted his energy.

"Unfortunately, if I could use the tenth sword again, I would surely kill you!" Su Moyu looked up at the madman coldly and said with hatred.

Hearing this, the madman suddenly smiled and said, "even if you can use the tenth sword, you can only destroy my body at most, and I have a higher level of power that you can't touch!"

Speaking of this, as like as two peas in a maniac, a ghost image is emerging from him.

Su Moyu recognized that it was a divine body.

"As long as this divine body doesn't die, I won't really die. But your boy has hurt my body so badly that I have to use up all my life power accumulated over the years. How can you compensate me?"

The madman said and lifted Su Moyu up.

At this time, Su Moyu had no ability to resist.

"By the way, you actually have a realm similar to mine. If you directly pull out your vitality, it will be more useful than the vitality of millions of practitioners! Maybe I can directly break through the eight yuan unity!"

At this point, the madman suddenly became excited and pressed his hand on Su Moyu's head.

"Give it to me, your vitality!" as he spoke, his aura flowed, and the vitality in Su Moyu began to be pulled away.

However, at this time, a huge black vortex suddenly formed in the sky.

And somewhere in the far air, there was a faint donkey cry.