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Ming Yu turned around and activated his Eye of Death God. He stared coldly at Luo Ling and said: "If you think I will only take one more step, then you are wrong."

I will walk the final path and seize the Acheron Sword. Once I get out, it will not be you who kills me, but me who kills you!

At this moment, Ming Yu's eyes were filled with killing intent as he exerted himself onto Luo Ling.

Luo Ling was originally unable to withstand the terrifying pressure and had been resisting the Sword Qi of Death. Now, with Ming Yu's terrifying gaze, he uncontrollably retreated three steps back, barely managing to maintain his standing position and not falling down.

"Big thunder, small rain, trash."

Ming Yu spat out these words in disdain. He didn't look at Luo Ling's increasingly ugly expression as he turned around and continued walking forward with great difficulty!

Luo Ling's face turned pale, but he could not retort anymore.

Because he did take a few steps back. It was as if he was telling Ming Yu through his actions: I'm scared!

But how could Luo Ling think this way? He just couldn't accept it. Extremely powerful!

Now, Ming Yu had completely crossed his bottom line!

However, even though Luo Ling was crazy, Ming Yu did not pay any attention to him and continued walking forward with determination. His speed became slower and slower. From ten breaths of time to twenty breaths of time, even to thirty breaths of time, every step was extremely strenuous, but he still didn't stop!

No one felt that Ming Yu's speed was slow. On the contrary, they were focused on Ming Yu's every move because they all wanted to know how far Ming Yu would go.

Time seemed to be very long, but it seemed to pass in an instant. In the end, Ming Yu was three steps away from the stone bridge and could walk away from the pressure.

However, at this moment, Ming Yu's knee, which had been under pressure for a long time, suddenly felt an extremely slight pricking pain. However, the huge attraction force coming from the stone bridge made Ming Yu's knee tremble slightly.

Although his movements were subtle, it was like the last straw that broke a camel's back. Ming Yu fell onto the ground and stuck close to the stone bridge!

"Ha ha!"

Luo Ling, who was standing behind Ming Yu, felt the pressure on his body relax. Seeing Ming Yu lying in front of him, he felt relieved.

"You're just so-so. So what if you're a few steps ahead of me? You want to fall down too, but you can't get the Acheron Sword either! "

Luo Ling was extremely satisfied, and his tone became arrogant: "Even if I am unable to obtain the Acheron Sword now, when I absorb Shi Gui's and Ming Loong's blood, I will once again strengthen my power, and if Father comes to Acheron Cave, he will definitely still obtain the Acheron Sword. In the end, Acheron Sword never belonged to you, you just lie there obediently and wait for death! "

Some of the more than 20 people a few hundred meters away were happy to see Ming Yu still fall, but there were also those who felt that it was a pity.

"Originally, I thought that I could witness the process of a strong Ranker seizing the Acheron Sword. But now, it seems like getting the Acheron Sword is indeed extremely difficult …"

A young disciple from a distinguished family slowly shook his head. Originally, he thought he was a dragon amongst men, but after coming to this Acheron Cave, he knew that it was impossible for him to pass this sort of test.

Another burly teenager from the army said with a sigh: "That's right, I don't think we should have come to this Acheron Cave at all. Without obtaining the Acheron Sword, not only would we not obtain it, we would have lost our lives!"

"Wait... Wait! "Look …"

At this time, another person exclaimed in surprise. Everyone turned to look at him, only to discover that he was pointing in front of them with a frightened face.

Everyone looked back in the direction the man pointed. They saw Ming Yu, who just fell to the ground, was holding on with one hand and his body was shaking. Every time he trembled, his movements increased and he still wanted to stand up!

That's right, even though he had fallen, Ming Yu was still unwilling to give up!

The veins on Ming Yu's forehead stood out. Because of the berserk pressure, his bones made a cracking sound as he slowly stood up, which made Ming Yu's scalp tingle!

"Is he even human?"

Everyone was stunned. If it was said that they approved of Ming Yu before, then now, after seeing Ming Yu tenaciously propping himself up, their hearts were filled with admiration!

Even Shi Gui, the disdain in his eyes was swept away. Looking at Ming Yu, his gaze had completely changed. He thought that he killed countless people and had a cruel nature, but now, he realized that he was only cruel to others …

And Ming Yu, he was even more ruthless to himself!

If such a person was born with such talent and this ruthlessness, how terrifying would it be when he truly matured?

As for Luo Ling, he was already stunned on the spot. Only now did he realize that he had underestimated the youth in front of him from beginning to end.

He didn't say much, but his actions completely shocked Luo Ling's heart!

Originally, Luo Ling's temperament was brutal and arrogant, but with the appearance of Ming Yu, the arrogance and arrogance in his heart had all disappeared. Even Luo Ling himself did not realize that a knot had formed in his heart!

If he didn't kill Ming Yu, this knot in his heart would never be resolved.

At this moment, Ming Yu's heart was only supported by a wave of conviction. He slowly walked forward and finally took three steps forward, stepping onto the stage behind the stone bridge!

"Hua …"

Ming Yu only felt his entire body become lighter, the pressure from before had completely disappeared, it even made him feel like he was floating, but Ming Yu didn't feel relaxed at all. His joints and knees were extremely sore, and he was getting closer and closer to the skeleton altar where the Acheron Sword was, and the Sword Qi of Death's aura was getting colder and colder!

Facing such pressure, the corner of Ming Yu's mouth curved slightly. He had already experienced the great storm before and was only one step away from obtaining the Acheron Sword, so why would he retreat?

Everyone on the stone bridge looked at Ming Yu, their hearts having this question: Can Ming Yu pull out the Acheron Sword and gain its approval?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ming Yu walked to the Skeleton Altar. The Acheron Sword, which made everyone go crazy, quietly inserted itself into the dark green glare.

It was a snow-white Longsword without a sword sheath. The sword hilt was a simple and unadorned black, it was engraved with a sinister yet magnificent skull pattern, the sword blade's entire body was silver-white, the sword blade was three feet long, and two and a half fingers wide.

An icy, baleful aura spread out, causing everyone to feel fear in their hearts!

Ming Yu stared at the sword. He felt that what he saw was not a sword, but a ghastly white skull. Those dark eyes seemed to have two balls of ghost fire staring at him!

It was like a warning: whoever stepped forward, would end up dead!

However, Ming Yu had already activated his Eye of Death God, making it look like a god of death, and Ming Yu was like another god of death. Two powerful minds collided in the sky, and Ming Yu walked step by step above the skeleton altar.

Standing in the middle of the green belt of light, Ming Yu's entire body was dyed with the dark green color of death.

Feeling the powerful Sword Qi of Death, Ming Yu reached out his right hand and slowly held the Acheron Sword in his hand, lifting it up.

"Ying!"

The moment Ming Yu held the Acheron Sword in his right hand, a shrill wail that sounded like a baby's cry came from the bottomless dark abyss around the stage, piercing into Ming Yu's ears.

It was the ghost avatar of the three thousand Sword Qi of Death that were sealed under the skeleton altar. They were all fighting against Ming Yu!

Once the Acheron Sword is pulled out, then the three thousand Sword Qi of Death will return to the Acheron Sword!

At the moment of the mournful sound, a violent killing aura immediately rushed to Ming Yu's head. That feeling of death was as if a dried up hand was grabbing his ankle and frantically pulling him towards the Skeleton Altar.

What was being pulled was not Ming Yu's real body, but his soul!

Underneath the abyss was the Yellow Springs. Once a soul fell into it, it would completely fall!

"Hua!"

Feeling the strong impact, the black Divine Lake water in Ming Yu's mind started to surge crazily and evaporate continuously.

Every time a portion of Divine Lake's water disappeared, it showed that Ming Yu's Spiritual Strength consumed a bit more. The water level of the Divine Lake's water was decreasing at a visible rate, and it had already dropped to half of its original depth.

This meant that Ming Yu's Spiritual Strength had already consumed half of his soul to defend against the Acheron Sword's Sword Qi of Death!1

If he let go of the Acheron Sword now, Ming Yu's mind would still be able to recover. But after a long time, when the Divine Lake's water runs out, Ming Yu will no longer have the ability to resist the Sword Qi of Death.

Once his soul and spirit were broken, he would die!

The water of the black Divine Lake was extremely cold, and the Sword Qi of Death was also extremely cold. When the two types of extremely cold powers collided, a shocking explosion occurred in Ming Yu's body, causing his soul to feel an intense pain.

"Ah!

The extreme cold of the Sword Qi of Death constantly poured into Ming Yu's soul, causing him to uncontrollably let out an explosive roar. However, his right hand was tightly holding onto the Acheron Sword, not giving up at all.

Why are you the Death God, and I, cannot be your Death God!

Ming Yu's eyes were filled with a majestic will. The black Divine Lake's water in his mind actually did not evaporate. Instead, the water's height was rising bit by bit!

The Sword Qi of Death from the Acheron Sword was slowly being assimilated by Ming Yu's will and turned into his own will.

This was a conquest, a war between the god of death and the god of death!

Ming Yu continued to increase the strength in his arms as he pulled the Acheron Sword up! The Acheron Sword that was inserted into the altar was constantly trembling, the green light surrounding the altar was getting brighter and brighter, and from the black abyss around them, the same mournful wails came out, the three thousand Sword Qi of Death clones were trying their best to protect the Acheron Sword.

However, the black Divine Lake's water in Ming Yu's mind was churning crazily, a vast will was growing to the peak, the black Divine Lake's water was once again full, and the Spiritual Strength had become unrivaled strong.

At this moment, Ming Yu's eyes were filled with a dark green color!

"Rise!"

Ming Yu used all his strength and completely pulled out his Acheron Sword. He raised his sword and pointed it at the sky, and the terrifying dark green sword qi shot up like a green pillar of light, striking high into the sky!

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