"Emperor Bing!" Zhou Yi exclaimed and quickly jumped up to catch Emperor Bing of Zhao who was falling from the sky. He stretched out his hand and was about to transfer the Nine Heavens Qi into Emperor Bing of Zhao's body, but was stopped by his own hand.
Zhao Dibing tightly grasped Zhou Yi's hand, as if draining all his strength, and said: "My meridians are all broken, there is no need to waste my energy, cherish every bit of true energy, and must defeat Yu Luosha!"
Zhou Yi looked at Emperor Bing of Zhao, nodded deeply, and said, "Don't worry!"
After saying that, Zhou Yi's gaze suddenly collided with Yu Luosha through the void, and the terrifying murderous intent filled the entire world unscrupulously!
call!
A sudden gust of wind blew up, and Zhou Yi's figure immediately broke through the air. The sharp sword of Dielianhua went straight to Yu Luosha, and the battle was about to break out!
The other side.
His mind is vast and boundless, yet he is as calm as a spring. His spirit is like the raging sea, yet he is as calm as the tide.
Seeing the Night Demon at this moment, there was not even a trace of coldness in his body. Song Wen, who had always been as silent as a god, finally smiled, a smile from the bottom of his heart, and he said:
"Good! What a Night Demon! You finally lived up to my decision to make you my only rival in the way of the sword!"
After saying that, Song Wen slowly reached out to grab the precious sword at his waist. His hand was slow and steady, and every inch of his movement was kept at the same speed, and the speed was balanced and unchanged. You should know that any action is composed of countless actions in series, and there is a difference in speed between actions. The series of actions that make up Song Wen's hand reaching back to take the sword, each action is like a repeated mold of the previous action, and the error in the middle is almost negligible. This is simply an unbelievable miracle.
The Night Demon's eyes shone with a strange light as he stared at Song Wen.
Song Wen's sword-drawing action seemed to merge with the heaven and earth and the deeper entity hidden behind it, and it was full of the flavor of constant change. There was no gap or flaw to be found, which made people feel that the first sword that followed his opening move would be shocking, and the gods and ghosts would weep, without a beginning and without an end.
At this point, the way of the sword has reached a level that is beyond the comprehension of ghosts and gods.
When the action of taking the knife was about the middle, within a centimeter or less, Song Wen suddenly accelerated, and with an amazing technique that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, he suddenly grasped the handle of the knife.
"clang"!
The Moon in the Well came out of its sheath as soon as it was sheathed.
The momentum between heaven and earth changed instantly, and was suddenly filled with murderous aura. Song Wen turned into a sharp sword, blending into the void of heaven and earth.
He waved his hand, the blade flashed, and the vitality and death of the world were all concentrated on the blade, as if the sun, moon and stars in the sky were also eclipsed. This feeling was extremely strange and weird, difficult to explain and indescribable.
Murong Yanran's brows suddenly changed. It seemed that she could no longer see Song Wen in the field. What she saw was a knife breaking through the air, crossing a distance of a hundred feet and hitting the Night Demon directly.
There was no sound of breaking wind, and no trace of sword energy, but the Night Demon, standing against the wind, could clearly feel that Song Wen's sword intent covered the sky and the earth. The Night Demon had no other choice but to fight hard.
This is Song Wen's true kung fu. This is the artistic conception of the Eight Styles of Heavenly Sword, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and transforming into the strongest sword force!
At the same time when the Heavenly Sword attacked, Ye Mo knew that he had been enveloped by the sword's intent and it was impossible to dodge. However, if he couldn't dodge, why bother hiding
The Night Demon curled his lips, waved his hand, and the knife flew up.
The full moon sets, the sword light rises. Across the land for 100,000 miles. The sword light is as cold as snow, where can I hear the spring rain
The curved knife and the curved knife light looked like a crescent moon at first, and suddenly turned into a flying rainbow.
No one can see the changes of this knife, and no one can see this knife anymore.
As the knife flashed, it disappeared.
It has been many years since a famous swordsman has appeared in the martial arts world, and it has been many years since the people of the martial arts world have seen such brilliant sword light.
No one knows how terrible his second knife will be.
In an instant, the surging energy on the field rolled around in all directions with an astonishing momentum.
The attack failed, and Song Wen's sword changed rapidly, like the flow of golden light, making it impossible to grasp the position of the Heavenly Sword in the next moment.
"It seems that you have also reached that realm. This really makes me very happy!" Song Wen let out a long roar. Song Wen, who was always indifferent, suddenly laughed wildly, which made people look at him sideways: "That's great. Then take my strongest attack!"
"That's exactly what I meant!" A deep voice came from the Night Demon's throat, with a faint smile always appearing on the corner of his mouth.
Song Wen's eyes shone brightly. He stared at the moon in the well across his chest with deep concentration, like an old monk in meditation. Then he put the knife back into the sheath. His hands dropped, and he naturally gave off a huge momentum, covering his opponent tightly. Even if he was not an expert, he knew that when Song Wen's knife was unsheathed again, it would be an indestructible, earth-shattering and terrifying attack.
“KANG!”
The Heavenly Sword is unsheathed.
Everything can only be described in one word. It happened at a high speed that was difficult for the naked eye to see. When Ye Mo felt Song Wen draw his sword, the Heavenly Sword had already been unsheathed and slashed out. It turned into a long rainbow like lightning, crossed the ten-foot void, and slashed at the opponent in front of him.
The knife in Song Wen's hand suddenly seemed to come alive, and it made a big curve full of beautiful lines that were in accordance with the laws of nature, and slashed towards Lin Ye's lower body. His body was completely moved by the knife, naturally and smoothly, like a bird flying or a fish swimming, flawless and wonderful.
It is not about being stuck in the state of giving up the sword and having nothing else to do, but the true way of swordsmanship of gaining and losing, and the annihilation of both oneself and the object.
When seeing Song Wen's knife, eight big words suddenly emerged in Ye Mo's mind.
The detached Zen mind that forgets about the sword after obtaining it, is this the true heavenly sword
Although he was extremely amazed, the knife in Night Demon's hand never stopped. Almost at the same time as Song Wen's knife came out, Night Demon's Xiaolou Yiye Ting Chunyu also slashed out.
You have your Heavenly Sword, and I have mine - the Demonic Sword!
Looking at the peerless heavenly sword that broke through the air, Ye Mo slowly closed his eyes and thought about a very simple question.
What is the devil
There are a hundred kinds of "demons" in the hearts of a hundred people.
The devil is not a specific thing. Everyone has a different understanding of the devil, and the night devil is no exception.
Suddenly, Night Demon opened his eyes, and seemed to catch a glimpse of inspiration in his mind.
Song Wen's Heavenly Sword has reached a level close to the Way of Heaven. Every stroke, every movement and every stillness, all conform to the principles of Heaven and Earth. To give up the sword after getting it, and to forget about it after giving it up, this is the highest state of mind of Tai Shang Wang Qing.
When this knife was swung, Song Wen had become the incarnation of heaven!
The way of heaven is ruthless, selfless and impartial!
The Night Demon suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky, and at the same time swung out his crescent-shaped scimitar, echoing throughout the sky.
"Since Heaven's way is like this, then my magic sword means that the magic way has feelings, the magic way has private interests, and the magic way has relatives!"
boom!
The sword flashed, and the four seas were in turmoil! (To be continued)