Chapter 391

The sky-piercing giant sword trembled!

Thirty percent of sword intent merged into the sword technique!

Meng Zhangqing held the Red Sky sword.

His entire aura nearly reached its peak, and the power of sharpness swept across the heavens and clouds!

Slash!

Terrifying sword light bloomed from the Red Sky sword!

Just like the great sun of the heavens!

Illuminating the darkness of ten thousand ages!

The hundred thousand demon mountains that had been charging forward instantly shattered into pieces!

"This sword technique!"

Lord Duoming's face turned slightly pale.

He had thought that move just now should have been one of this person's strongest techniques.

But it turned out there was something even stronger!

"What heavenly-grade sword art is this?"

"It is almost entirely focused on the path of spirit!"

Therefore, its lethality against him was extremely high.

Even more critical was that full thirty percent of sword intent!

If it were merely the embryonic form of sword intent, he would not have been afraid at all, but thirty percent amplified the power of the sword technique so terrifyingly!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

067 The hundred thousand demon mountains were in a state of absolute rout.

"No, I am no match for this person; I must get the Laozu Sect to step in!"

Lord Duoming quickly assessed the situation.

Actually, he should have fled from the very beginning, after all, this was a calamity that suppressed the world!

Not an ordinary genius!

But who made him pour his heart and soul into writing poems that were generally mocked?

Thinking of this,

Lord Duoming turned and ran.

But how could Meng Zhangqing let him escape?

The Perfect-grade "Light-Chasing Swift Sword Art" was instantly activated; his body transformed into sword light, and he quickly caught up.

"Didn't you want to kill me? Why are you trying to flee now?"

Meng Zhangqing taunted.

At the same time, he engaged Lord Duoming in close combat.

Various sword techniques were continuously unleashed.

Under the influence of supreme comprehension, plus such an environment, his understanding of Sword Twenty-Three in his mind grew deeper and deeper, gradually taking shape.

If this continues, he will surely comprehend it!

Thinking this, Meng Zhangqing's eyes shone brightly like light.

The sword techniques in his hand became even faster and more ferocious.

Fortunately, he had chosen supreme comprehension back then; otherwise, relying solely on superior comprehension, comprehending it like this would have been almost impossible.

"You!"

(cjad)

Lord Duoming glared in anger.

But his heart was filled with extreme grievance.

He, a堂堂 Level Five peak Heaven Demon, when had he ever been suppressed like this by a mere human martial artist!

And what made him feel most uncomfortable was that this person clearly had the ability to kill him, yet kept forcing him without delivering the killing blow!

As if sharpening a sword!

"Put some effort in!"

"Don't keep defending; let me see the true power of the Heaven Demon race!"

"If this continues, I will completely believe you are not qualified to recite poems!"

Meng Zhangqing said.

"Die!"

Lord Duoming was utterly enraged.

As if his reverse scale had been touched.

Since he could not escape this person's pursuit, he might as well fight a proper battle!

"Eye of Desolation? Demon God Heavenly Eye? Annihilation Demon Light!"

The body Lord Duoming had possessed exploded into fragments.

Thick flesh and blood were absorbed by his spiritual consciousness.

Immediately, only a huge crimson eye remained in place!

Standing vertically in mid-air.

Terrifying spiritual pressure spread out in circles, stirring up ripples upon ripples!

This was Lord Duoming's ultimate trump card!

Not until Level Six can it be used lightly!

The side effects are severe.

But there is no other way now!

Under this mental pressure, Meng Zhangqing was filled with immense joy, for the framework of Sword Twenty-Three in his mind was becoming clearer and clearer!

The speed of comprehension skyrocketed!

Finally, at a certain moment!

In the void, a sound of shattering seemed to echo.

Sword Twenty-Three was fully understood!

And the "Sutra of All Emperors: Great Expansion Twenty-Three Swords" had completely reached perfection.

Surpassing the Peak Master of Lingxiao Peak!

"I truly must thank you; otherwise, I would likely have to use a Mastery Card in the future to raise my level quickly."

"So, as thanks, I will let you die quickly."

Meng Zhangqing's demeanor changed drastically at this moment.

All his aura was drawn back into his body, making him appear somewhat calm.

But in reality.

There was a suffocating pressure like that before a storm!

Like an ancient divine sword sealed for ages, finally ready to be unsheathed.

"Nonsense, die!"

Lord Duoming did not understand what Meng Zhangqing was saying at all.

What Mastery Card?

It was all foggy and unclear.

His blood-red eyes trembled directly.

Boundless black demonic light swept over, like a flood destroying the world, erasing all living beings.

Even the void seemed about to be corroded!

"Chixiao, you will like this sword strike."

Meng Zhangqing smiled slightly.

Having comprehended it.

He also knew the power of this sword; it was absolutely terrifying.

Chime!

Chixiao was extremely eager.