The so-called Shura Sword has no fixed shape. It can be a horizontal sword, a mountain knife, a ghost-head sword, or even a small willow-leaf flying sword, and of course it can be the most ordinary Pure Sword.

However, no matter what kind of knife it is or how precious strange ore alchemy it is made of, it may not necessarily become a Shura sword.

Because the Shura sword does not require any solid ore at all, because it is the knife used by Shura, the knife raised by Shura.

The so-called Shura represents killing. In the ancient times of war, they were the most terrifying weapon in the devil. They fought bloody battles on various battlefields, and the blades drank the blood of countless powerful people and used that blood to raise the knife!

Moreover, not only use the enemy's blood to raise the sword, but also use their own blood to raise the sword. Shura is a powerful existence in the Demonic Realm second only to the Demon Lord. What's more important is that they also have pure demon blood!

Only after being nourished by the demon blood and drinking countless powerful people’s blood can you become a Shura sword!

"Demon Blood! Is he really possessing the blood of a demon? He has experienced many bloody battles and cultivated an ordinary Park sword into a Shura sword?" The thought that he had just been overthrown by Mo Yingyou once again appeared in his heart.

In fact, what he guessed was not wrong. In the forest of immortals and demons, Shen Lang's dantian was broken, and he was forced to break his arm. He was hit by the Five Thunder Palm and all his internal organs were shattered, his body was broken, and he was sure to die.

But the power of the demon bones and the fairy sword turned into magic and reshaped his body. Therefore, he had at least half of the demon blood in his body.

Afterwards, he took out a Pu sword under Liu An's bed in Wuwei. He drank the enemy's blood on the death battlefield in Juxian Villa. When he was injured, his own demon blood had already been integrated into the sword. After that, he rushed in and out of the countless disciples of the Ghost Nether Sect in Heifeng Village, and killed countless people. In the Immortal Demon Forest, he encountered robbers, and killed many people. Even in the Qingyun Sect, he also chopped down two Zhao sons of the Zhao family, chopped Yu Wushuang, and cut off Liao Guanyun.

Although Park Dao has always been not strong enough, there is no doubt that this is the weapon with the most killing intention of Shen Lang. Every time he shoots a knife, he will definitely see blood, almost without any accident.

At this time, the sword in Shen Lang's hand that had not drunk much blood from the strong was still not strong enough. However, after following Shen Lang through many killings, he had already sharpened his tenacious sword bones. How could it be so easy to be broken?

Seeing Shen Lang's hand gradually turning into a bloody knife, Mo Yingyou became more and more sure that it must be the Shura Sword. But he still refused to believe that Shen Lang had the blood of the demon clan.

Because the bloodline of the demon clan is too rare and too noble in the demonic path. For example, the saint Leng Yanji has the noble bloodline of the demon clan and the bloodline is extremely powerful, so she is respected as the saint of the demonic path.

Even those who are not strong enough to become saints or saints will become alternative Shuras!

And whether it is the Saint or Shura, it is far from comparable to him, a small messenger in the Cangming Sect. How could he not be shocked or afraid?

"No! Impossible! If he had the rare bloodline of the demon clan, Bi Ran would be held as a treasure by countless demonic powerhouses. How could he be exiled to the outside world and become a righteous monk?"

"But if he had no demon blood, why would he have such a strong body and a Shura Sword? What was going on? Could it be that he had good luck to get the Shura Sword left by his senior Shura? And because time passed, the power of the Shura Sword was not ten, so it seemed so ordinary?"

"Yes! He can also use the Taotaobane magic technique of the Heaven-Swallowing Shura. Perhaps it was really a coincidence that he obtained the treasure left by a certain Shura senior. Instead of really having the noble bloodline of the demon clan."

Mo Yingyou didn't want to believe the terrible facts in front of him, so he instinctively tried to comfort himself with other explanations, trying to cover up his fear. Unfortunately, in the face of facts, the fear on his face could no longer be concealed, and even the palms under the black robe were trembling slightly.

"Messenger Mo? What's wrong with you?" Lang Wusheng looked at him in confusion, not understanding why Mo Yingyou was so scared.

"No... nothing." Mo Yingyou let out a long sigh, trying to calm down her mood, and no longer pay attention to this unthinkable thing. She secretly decided in her heart that she had to report this matter to the Saint, because whether Shen Lang had the blood of a demon or obtained the treasure of a Shura, it proved that he had a close relationship with the Demon Sect.

This is, in the martial arts arena, or in the martial arts arena that no longer exists. But in the huge stone pit covered with spider silk cracks, the battle between Shen Lang and Tian Shengqi became more and more intense. Tian Shengqi was panting and had several shallow sword injuries on his body, but those injuries were not to the bone, which shows that his overlord body was really hard to hurt after his madness.

However, the technique of madly transforming into a domineering body is very burdened to the body. As Tian Shengqi said before, the bear clan is the most brave and good at fighting, not a soft persimmon that will be exhausted in just one move or two moves. But even if the bear clan is brave, it cannot last long in this level of fierce battle.

Tian Shengqi was very sure that he had almost reached his limit.

Shen Lang's breathing gradually became much thicker, and his chest was covered with bruises. Obviously, even though the demon body was so strong that it still left some injuries under Tian Shengqi's heavy hammer.

But his movements were still agile. In terms of physical strength alone, Shen Lang was stronger than Tian Shengqi.

Looking at Shen Lang who was still alive, Tian Shengqi frowned. Not only did he not get discouraged by this unfavorable situation, but he became more excited and crazier.

"I have to admit that you are strong! But I hope you can take my last move!"

Tian Shengqi jumped up, grabbed the hammer handle of the wild obsidian hammer tightly, raised the heavy hammer high above his head, and raised the muscles like dragons on his arms, like small hills, and all the energy and spirit in his body were injected into the hammer.

"It's a coincidence! I also want to use the last move to determine the winner and lose." Shen Lang Park Dao trembled slightly in his hand, and the fighting spirit in his chest instantly reached its peak! Then he just took off the air, raising Park Dao in his hand high in the same way and in the same posture!

In an instant, two completely different auras continued to condense in the deep night sky, like the two brightest stars in the night sky.

“The wildfire is terrible!”

"Ben Lei!"

The fierce power collided again, like the hammering intention of the volcano erupting and the earth shattering, and the knife intention of the tranquility that was about to storm and thunder tear apart the sky, collided again under the night sky.

In an instant, the spider silk pattern completely collapsed. The oval stone pit, which had already had a large range, turned into an irregular concave fighting platform that was a hundred meters wide. The gravel and smoke spread out between the two of them under the terrifying energy.

However, the two figures that collided were flying backwards at the same time, and under the nervous gaze of people, they landed on both sides of the east and west. After a long time, the rolling gravel gradually stopped, the smoke and dust slowly settled, and everything returned to peace...
Chapter completed!