Chapter 729： Behead

Sheath Fu is its name.

But to be more precise, this is not its real name.

The word ‘saofu’ can be understood literally, and it is not difficult to infer the thoughts of Ermaiya Wangyue. All the scabbards in the world surrendered to it, just like those believers who bowed down, bowing down to the gods sincerely and full of fear.

Although Ermeiwu Wang Yue said that Kaofu was his most failed work, but in reality it contained a strong sense of pretense.

Especially when Wang Yue, the **** of swordsman II, appeared on the stage, carrying a huge water tank full of liquid, screaming one by one, and one member of the Star Cross Knights. Force blue dye.

Although Wang Yue lost in the last two houses, the sharpness of the sheath was not blown.

If you can’t understand how sharp it is just from the naming method, then let’s change to a simpler way.

The captain of the Guards of the Gods, Lijie Barro, the holy text is said to be the permeation of everything that is absolutely impossible to defend. However, after aiming at the second house Wangyue, after shooting a fatal beam of spiritual power, he was abruptly scabbed. Split in half.

The connection of all things is a force that is above reality and belongs to the system of rules. In theory, it is absolutely impossible to be defended.

Lord has also used the Permeation of Everything many times, so he can understand its horror better. Once the target is set and selected, all things touched along the path will be directly penetrated without exception. Any way of low consumption or defense.

Even Randekiel, one of the seraphs, has been injured by the permeation of everything.

It can be seen that the sheath is not in the ordinary sense...sharp.

When Lord took hold of the sheath and fell on the handle of the knife, he seemed to feel the knife cheering, and everything in the world became fragile and like paper in front of him. You only need to gently wave the blade to move it. Anything that hinders him is'cut off'.

Sheath... is calling him.

As if finally found the owner, the excitement caused the blade to tremble slightly and let out a sweet and ethereal whisper.

Different from the feeling that other Zanpaku swords give Lord, the sword spirit in the sheath is like an ignorant child, without any distracting thoughts and thoughts, only a pure to extreme thinking, that is to cut off everything that dares to hinder it. thing.

It is precisely because of this extreme purity that gives it the characteristic of almost nothingness.

Perhaps thanks to the purity of the sheath, Lord's illusion this time has not been swallowed up by the person, but completely retained his self-awareness, which is equivalent to tame the masked legion in the original book.

This feeling...very good!

The dark spiritual pressure burned all over, and the violently frictional atmosphere seemed to burst like boiling water.

The wings of a blazing angel, which was supposed to be sacred and sublime, turned into the wings of a dark fallen angel under the influence of the power of illusion.

Lord looked at the pitch-black wings, and couldn't help thinking about it.

If Michael saw him, would he use those sharp claws to rush over and leave a few blood marks on his face?

"Now that's the matter, are you still struggling?!"

The roar of Tavel At Umm dragged Lorde back to reality from the call.

"You...really noisy!"

Through that ominous white bone mask, those two scarlet and **** pupils are burning, seeming to be tired of His persuasion, and a violent mood is mixed with extreme hatred and hatred. The dark spiritual pressure swayed endless ripples like ocean tides.

The moment the last word fell, the sky shook thousands of waves.

Like a huge rock being thrown into the calm lake, it is no less than the terrifying sound of the sky and the earth cracking, sweeping thousands of miles in the sky in an instant!

Tavier Yat Um’s pupils shrank suddenly, and the billions of brilliance in his eyes condensed to his god, only because a pair of scarlet pupils, full of violence and killing intent, lit up with pitch black flames, appeared in front of him in an instant.

"So much nonsense, it's better to chop you off first!"

Accompanied by the sound of killing intent, Lord held the sheath and stepped forward, without the slightest skill at all, swinging an ordinary half-moon slash, but looking closely at the place where the blade passed, the space was actually Quietly cut a crack.

"With your blade, you also want to touch God?!"

Almost in an instant, Tavel Yat Umm manipulated the space and forcibly folded it more than tens of millions of times: "I just let you deliberately before. This is what we... The true power of ah!"

Layer after layer, time after time, the void presents magnificent and colorful crystal walls.

It is an indescribable and unspeakable weird shape, as if it has a multi-dimensional crystal barrier that cannot exist physically, let alone be defined.

Obviously, it seems that there is only a short distance, within reach, but at this moment it is far away, as if there is an insurmountable sky between them, that is the barrier between the world and the world, and it is absolutely forbidden for mortals to cross. Level!

"so what?"

A voice full of disdain sounded, Lord stubbornly moved forward, and the up-slashing blade turned to slash down.

is still mediocre, even everywhere, without any power at all, and without any amazing slashes, just like that ordinary long knife, completely abandoning the bells and whistles.

锵—!

The blade trembled slightly, making a sound like a dragon chant.

A scene that shocked Tavel At Umm appeared. Lord's ordinary knife cut open the crystal wall as if entering an uninhabited state. The space folded thousands of times was in front of him, and it was fragile. Unbearable, it was cut off silky the moment it was touched.

Yes...It's silky.

He can only use such adjectives to describe the sharpness of the knife.

It's not that the folding space is cracked with a certain ability, but it is simply "cut open" the space. The process is like a hot butter knife, which easily cuts a piece of butter, and the blade is sharp enough to cut it. , Not stained with butter at all.

唰!

Cut off the crystal wall of the space with a single knife, and continued to fall with unabated momentum.

There was no time to dodge, and Tavil Yat Umm was cut off most of his head by this knife.

However, the sharpest'potential' of Sheavu, after severing Tavel Yat Umm's head, there was still no trace of staying, and he waved a huge arc of kilometer long and flew out. It disappeared after tens of thousands of meters.

Most of the sky was split by that knife, and the huge black gap continued for tens of thousands of miles.

锵...

Swinging the knife lightly, UU reading Lord turned around, hunting in his clothes.

Tavel Yat Umm crashed to the ground, flood-like blood pouring on the ground. Although he hadn't completely died, he couldn't stand up anymore. The pupils, which were condensed with billions of brilliance, used an inexplicable Looking at him pitying eyes.

"Lord, you will regret it."

"Stepping into the ultimate abyss is the best [result] for you."

"Since you choose to take this path, I hope that when you meet again in the future, you will not regret your choice today."

Tavel At Umm finished saying this, his huge body turned into an erratic ghost, and then dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"At least for now, I don't regret it."

Lord answered silently in his heart, and then cast his gaze on the singularity.

Although Tavel Yat Umm was dead, the singularity he created did not disappear due to his passing. Instead, taking advantage of this time delay, it expanded again by swallowing a large amount of planetary material.

"I know you are..."

Lord whispered softly, and said, "I have found the knife that carries you, don't you plan to show up yet?"

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