Creation System of the Great Universe

Chapter 322 Demon Sword
In the fourth song domain, on the Battle God Stage.

Seeing that Fenghua was still timid, Butian said contemptuously: "Fenghua, if you only think about ending in a draw, then you are doomed to fail."

Butian's voice pierced Fenghua's heart like a real sword glow, making his mind tremble.

That's right, if he only thought about a draw, he might be the one who failed.

After all, Butian's fighting strength is not blown out, if he only thinks about dodging and evading blindly, and is timid, then he will lose the opportunity.

By then, failure is doomed.

But if he fights with all his strength, defeats Butian, and then shows mercy, he can safely escape this crisis.

And it would be perfect if Bu Tian was grateful to him because of his mercy.

Of course, with Butian's shamelessness, this kind of thing is basically impossible, but even if there is a chance, he will fight.

Thinking of this, Feng Chao looked directly at Butian with his eyes like swords.

Immediately, Butian felt enveloped by a coercion, his soul seemed to be broken by this gaze, and his sanity was about to be completely wiped out.

The roaring sound resounded in the sea. If it wasn't for the fact that the soul had just merged into the ice porch, the soul would have an ice breath and would not be disturbed by the outside world.

At this time, Butian might not be able to bear this look, and retreated back.

"Third-level sword intent, it really is a third-level sword intent!"

The corner of Butian's mouth raised, as long as Fenghua fights with all his strength, then he can stimulate the attachment to the sword in Tianhuang Sword Emperor's profound righteousness seeds.

In this way, the third level of sword intent is within easy reach.

And the eyes of everyone in the audience were full of disbelief. Fenghua actually comprehended the third-level sword intent?
Moreover, he comprehended the third-level sword intent in the fourth song domain, which is simply a monster!
Thinking of this, Ouyang Ruolan and others looked at Butian with worries.

Bu Tian's cultivation base was originally lower than Feng Hua's, but now Feng Hua has comprehended level three sword intent.

Even if Butian Sandao is a fellow practitioner, it is unknown whether he can withstand Fenghua's attack.

But everyone is not worried about Butian's life safety, the only worry is that if it ends in a draw, then Fenghua will definitely use the Battle God Token to fight Hongwen next.

At that time, Hongwen will definitely be miserable.

Thinking of this, Nangong Rou's body trembled slightly, and she leaned tightly on Hongwen's chest, not letting herself be so nervous.

Seeing this, everyone sighed, what a pair of fateful mandarin ducks!

At this time, Butian's eyes gradually became dignified, and a fierce sword intent burst out of his body. The Blood Fiend Sword in his hand felt the opponent's strength, and emitted a bewitching red light, which looked very strange.

"Innate Spirit Treasure!!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Ruolan couldn't help exclaiming.

In God's Domain, the number of innate spirit treasures is extremely rare, and there are only two or three that can be shown to the eyes of the world so far.

But now there is an innate spirit treasure in Butian's hands, how can she not be shocked.

Hearing the sound, everyone in the audience quickly set their eyes on the Blood Fiend Sword in Butian's hand, and they all shuddered unconsciously.

So evil!

This sword is so evil, it looks like a magic sword.

But everyone also looked at Butian enviously, no matter it was a magic sword or a divine sword, as long as it was an innate spiritual treasure, it was a good thing.

Sure enough, people with strong backgrounds are awesome.

"No, this sword hasn't become an innate spiritual treasure yet, it can only be regarded as a semi-innate spiritual treasure."

Suddenly, Ouyang Ruolan frowned, stared at Xueshajian carefully, and realized that although Xueshajian was a magic sword, it had not yet reached the level of a real magic sword.

If the Blood Fiend Sword is really an innate spiritual treasure, then with Bu Tian's current cultivation base, he can't control it at all, he will only be controlled by the Blood Fiend Sword, and then become a sword slave.

From then on, the sword is the master and the man is the servant.

And now the blood evil sword in Butian's hand was obviously controlled by Butian.

Hearing Ouyang Ruolan's words, everyone in the audience was even more envious, jealous, and hated!
It's good that the background is strong!
In order to prevent Butian from being controlled, the old man of the Butian family must have dug out a handful of unformed innate spirit treasures.

What the hell!

If you have money and a background, you won't be allowed to play like this!

At this time, Fenghua looked at the bloody sword in Butian's hand with a serious expression on his face, even if it was a semi-innate spirit treasure, it also had a super attribute bonus.

If you are accidentally tricked, it will definitely be terrible.

At the same time, Fenghua also looks at Butian with envy. He has lived for more than [-] years, his parents are all gods, and he is super talented. He always thinks that he is superior and has a sense of transcendence.

But when he met Butian, no matter what it was, he was ruthlessly trampled under his feet by Butian.

And he could only beg for mercy at Bu Tian like a dog.

This huge gap made Fenghua very unbearable.

Thinking of this, a sharp edge rose from Fenghua's body, and the majestic coercion rolled over.

Even if everything is inferior to Butian, he still wants to let the world know how strong his talent is and that he can defeat Butian.

"Have you finally tried your best!"

Butian's eyes were gradually replaced by coldness, and the bloody sword in his hand was stretched out in a straight direction.

"Clanging..."

The sword light is like a rainbow, dazzling and dazzling.

An incomparably powerful aura erupted from Butian's body, and the terrifying sword aura slowly condensed on the bloody sword in his hand, carrying a terrifying sharp aura, descending like a mountain.

The sixth sword, Xingyun!

"call out……"

The sharp breaking wind sounded suddenly, filling the entire Battle God Arena.

There was a flash of light in Fenghua's eyes, and a majestic sword intent gushed out from the sword, turning into a bright sword light and galloping between the heaven and the earth, vast and horizontal, slashing towards Butian with a destructive force.

The two swords did not collide, and the air on the Battle God Arena seemed to stop flowing, and a heavy sense of oppression pressed down on the hearts of everyone outside the arena.

Bu Tianwei was in the slightest panic, although his expression was dignified, but his footsteps were still light and ethereal.

"This is the third-level sword intent!"

"It's too powerful, almost, just a little bit, the profound meaning seeds sleeping in the body are about to wake up."

Sharpness and fierceness flashed out of Butian's pupils, and a stunning sword light tore through the sky, piercing the sky like lightning, like a comet crossing the sky in the cold winter night, across the void, with a fierce sword intent Condensed into a thread, it will tear the world apart in an instant.

When the crushed sword shadow was about to reach Butian's eyes, a deep and atmospheric voice sounded in Butian's ear.

Light without shadow, swift sword without trace!

At this moment, Butian seemed to be in the endless darkness, and then a dazzling and stunning sword light quickly enlarged in his pupils.

This sword, fast, too fast.

Fast without the slightest shadow.

"Clanging..."

The deafening crash resounded throughout the God of Fighting Stage.

Under the bombardment of huge force, Fenghua took three steps back, while Butian was thrown away as if he had been hit hard, and he retreated a full dozen meters before stopping...

(End of this chapter)