Thinking of this, the two foundation-building monks, plus the jade-faced little white dragon and the unparalleled sword god, suddenly became energetic. They roared together in unison, and each released their favorite magic weapons. Two flying swords, a powerful invisible sword energy, and the mirror, pressed against the flickering golden sword light, which was obviously ineffective due to serious injuries.
Seeing the four magical weapons with overwhelming spiritual energy and powerful sound coming out, and looking at the shaky golden sword light opposite, which was only one foot long, everyone couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Everyone was staring ahead with concentration, expecting a miracle to happen.
However, reality is cruel, and miracles do not happen randomly. Although the four magic weapons were extraordinary, they were still a whole level behind them, and this level determined that the two sides were completely unable to compete. After the handover between the two sides, in just a moment, the White Dragon Sword, the Peerless Sword, and the Mirror Magic Weapon were all shattered. It's as if those things are not treasures that have been cultivated through painstaking efforts, but a pile of garbage.
Three of the four magic weapons were shattered on the spot. The sword box of the Wushuang Sword was still on the guy's back and was not hit. However, the sword soul was shattered and the sword box was immediately covered with cracks. Obviously, it was equivalent to Wasted.
Since these four magic weapons were all treasures that were connected to their hearts, their destruction also directly damaged the consciousness of the four of them. The four of them spurted blood and retreated, each of them seriously injured.
On the other hand, the Fengming Sword on the opposite side only paused for a moment after destroying four such powerful magic weapons, and then continued to slash at them.
At this time, the four people in front had already retreated due to serious injuries and hid in the second line. As a result, Hongying, who was in the second row, became the person in the front. Facing the sword light exuding the aura of death, This 17-year-old girl, who had never faced a life-or-death struggle, was instantly filled with the fear of death, and she was immediately stunned on the spot. Others were either injured or powerless, and could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.
Just when the flower-like girl was about to be cut into two pieces by the terrifying Feng Ming Dao, a tall figure with a strong wind bravely rushed to Hong Ying from behind with a fearless momentum, Protect it with your majestic body.
Needless to say, this person was Xiaopang who had been watching the battle from behind. When he saw Hongying was in danger, he didn't even think about whether he could block the Fengming Sword that easily destroyed four magic weapons. His body involuntarily crossed Hongying protected the petite girl behind him.
However, after all, Xiaopang is not the kind of person who has no brains at all. It is impossible for him to fight against Fengming Dao with his flesh and blood body. Therefore, when he moves, he subconsciously uses his own magic weapon and life to cultivate. The big bronze bell lit up and stood in front of him.
As soon as the big bronze bell appeared, the next moment, the terrifying golden sword light slashed hard on the big bronze bell. Everyone only heard a loud bang, and a huge gap was cut out in the outer shell of the big bronze bell in an instant. However, what is shocking is that even though the big bronze bell was seriously damaged, it still blocked the Fengming Dao's attack. The golden sword light was shocked back.
However, Xiaopang, who was involved in the incident, was not having an easy time either. After all, the Fengming Sword is a spiritual treasure, and it is still in the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if Tu Qiancheng is seriously injured and waiting to die, and even if the Fengming Sword has cut down four magic weapons in a row before, the remaining power left by it is still terrifying and astonishing. .
Although others don't know it, Xiaopang knows it very well. The outside of the big bronze bell, the four- to five-foot-thick wind-copper shell that was blessed with various formations, was actually ripped through by the Fengming Dao's blade. In fact, what finally blocked the sword was the body of the big bronze bell.
But even if the sword light was blocked, all the terrifying power contained in it acted on the big bronze bell. As a result, the big bell, which was three to four feet tall and as heavy as a small mountain, was knocked upside down and hit everyone hard.
According to the weight of this bell, coupled with the speed at which it was hacked away, the strength contained in it could break even a small mountain, let alone a group of low-level monks!
The chubby guy who was the first to bear the brunt changed his expression when he saw this. He could actually get out of the way, but after he got out of the way, the Hongying behind him would be in bad luck, and he wouldn't have to be smashed into pulp by the big copper bell
In order to protect Hongying behind him, the little fat man bit his steel teeth and resolutely chose to connect the big bell. He roared angrily, and the muscles all over his body bulged, instantly bursting his robe, revealing the muscles inside that were as solid as fine steel.
At this moment, does the little fat man still have a hint of fatness? He was clearly an extremely muscular man, with a body of terrifying sinews, so majestic that even a giant bear could not compare to it. It was as if Pangu was reborn when Xing Tian was alive. Everyone was stunned!
As Xiaopang roared, his thick giant arms suddenly pushed forward, and everyone heard a loud bang. He was stunned to block the flying giant copper bell with his own strength. Come down. His thick hands even sunk several inches into the wind copper shell! His feet also crushed the ground, but his body did not move at all. Hong Ying behind him was not even injured.
However, the power contained in the big bronze bell was too great. Even Xiaopang, who was dressed in steel and iron, could not withstand such a strong impact. Even when he took the big bronze bell, he couldn't help but open his mouth and spray. A mouthful of blood came out.
It was too late, but it was too soon. From the moment the Fengming Sword was launched until it destroyed the four treasures and was finally blocked, it was actually only a matter of seconds. But for Xiaopang Hongying and others, they all experienced a test of life and death.
Hongying, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at the majestic little fat man in front of him with a grateful face, feeling indescribable gratitude in his heart. But after the others were stunned for a moment, they all yelled, "Run!" After saying that, the group turned around and ran away, leaving Xiaopang and Hongying alone.
Fengming, the old demon Tu Qiancheng, was slightly stunned when he saw Xiaopang's copper bell blocking his attack. It was this act of stunnedness that made those guys turn around and run away. When he saw it, he immediately became angry. He must not let out the fact that he was recuperating here. Otherwise, if another group of Nascent Soul masters came, in his current state, even the Fengming Sword would not be able to escape. Therefore, all these people must be silenced, so he hurriedly shouted: "Wherever you run away, I will die!"
As he spoke, Feng Ming Dao automatically sounded again and was about to be activated. Xiaopang was startled, but then he suddenly opened his eyes angrily and shouted: "Junior sister, you go first, I will stop you!" As he said that, he grabbed Hongying's shoulder with his right hand and pushed her back violently. Throwing it away, at the same time, his figure did not retreat but advanced, like a whirlwind, rushing towards the old demon Fengming Tu Qiancheng.
Xiaopang knew that with the speed of the two of them, there was no way they could be faster than Fengming Dao. Even if there is a big bronze bell, it is useless. After all, the opponent this time is the Yuanying monk. With his skills and experience, since he knows that the big bronze bell cannot be split, he will never make the same mistake again. Anyway, the Fengming Sword has always been known for its flexibility. With a little manipulation, it can easily bypass the bell and kill Xiaopang and Hongying on the spot. Therefore, at this time, we cannot turn around at all and leave our back to the opponent to chop at will. We can only leave a restraint to allow the other person to escape.
Obviously, Xiaopang chose to let Hongying escape at this life-or-death moment, while he faced the terrifying Lingbao Fengming Knife.
Although Xiaopang had already realized that he was going to die, his mood was surprisingly peaceful, vaguely like that of Miss Shui Jing, whose heart was as calm as water.
With the help of this artistic conception, Xiaopang had a miraculously premonition of the flight trajectory of Fengming Dao, as if a scene was unfolding in front of him. The Fengming Saber, which was supposed to be swift and invisible, moved slowly through his mind, leaving a clear trace.
Xiaopang didn't know why he was able to do this, but this ability to predict the unknown was obviously the ability of Miss Shui Jing. Maybe it had something to do with the last time the two had a magical relationship.
Xiaopang at this moment naturally has no time to care about anything else. He only cares about how to save his own life. Now that he knows the trajectory of Fengming Dao, things will be much simpler. I saw the little fat man continuing his forward momentum, tapping his toes on the ground, suddenly jumping up high, grabbing the back of the big bronze bell with both hands, adjusting the angle of the bell mouth, and heading towards the Feng Ming Knife Sheath in the air.
Just when Little Fatty rushed towards Old Demon Fengming to slaughter Qiancheng regardless of his own safety, Hongying was thrown directly out of the waterfall by Little Fatty's huge power, and his whole body was covered with water. However, her eyes were always locked on that brave figure, and tears instantly filled those beautiful big eyes, rolling down with the water droplets of the waterfall.
This situation made Hongying hesitate for a moment, so much so that she didn't know what to do. Should she abandon her fat brother and escape alone, or rush in bravely to fight the enemy with him
Just when Hongying was hesitant, a huge sound of gold and iron suddenly came from the cave, which woke Hongying up. At the same time, she still made a decisive decision in her heart!
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Let's talk about the little fat guy in the cave. After seeing the trajectory of the Fengming Saber, he jumped up high and at an almost perfect angle, he finally succeeded in trapping the flickering Fengming Saber. That scene was like predicting the future, and even Feng Ming, the old demon who slaughtered Qiancheng, couldn't help but be surprised.
However, although Xiaopang relied on the powerful defensive power of the big bronze bell, his natal magic weapon, he once again blocked the blow of Feng Ming Dao. However, the terrifying power contained in the Fengming Sword was much more powerful than before because it was not blocked by the four magic weapons, so much so that it knocked the big bronze bell upwards with the little fat one, and finally hit the top of the cave heavily.
The huge force pressed Xiaopang's whole body and the back half of the big bronze bell into the rocks at once. The entire cave was shaken and countless gravel fell from above.
"Haha!" Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng saw this and laughed immediately: "So what if you can block my Fengming Sword? You are still going to be crushed to death! If you ask me, you might as well be killed by Fengming Sword." It's a pleasure to behead him to death, at least that way you can still keep a whole body, unlike now, which turns into a puddle of flesh!"
Obviously, Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng judged based on his usual experience that Xiaopang would definitely die under such a heavy blow. Therefore, while laughing wildly, he also relaxed his vigilance.
However, Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng obviously never dreamed that Xiaopang's body was so strong that it was difficult to damage even the divine thunder he refined himself, and it was almost comparable to the defensive magical weapon. Therefore, the heavy blow just now, although extremely powerful, only made him vomit a mouthful of blood, but it was not serious.
Just when the old demon Fengming Tu Qiancheng was laughing proudly, Xiaopang, who was pressed into the mountain wall, seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack. Hearing his roar, his whole body shook violently, and he was suddenly freed from the top of the cave. Then, using the momentum of his fall and his own terrifying power, he fell directly onto the head of the old demon Fengming Tu Qiancheng. . The scene was as unstoppable as a tiger descending from a mountain.
Because the thing happened so suddenly, before Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng could react, he was banged and, together with the Fengming knife, was buckled into the big bronze bell that was three to four feet high.
When Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng saw this, he was immediately shocked. He hurriedly roared and struggled, commanding the Fengming Sword to start slashing at various parts of the big bronze bell crazily.
The little fat guy outside heard a bunch of banging and banging noises, and the big copper bell kept shaking. He was so frightened that he hurriedly climbed on the top of the big bronze bell like a dog, and used all his strength to suppress the shaking big bronze bell.
Obviously, the seriously injured old demon Fengming slaughtered Qiancheng, and after using the Fengming Sword twice in a row, he had already reached the end of his strength. Although he was struggling fiercely, his strength was obviously not as good as before, otherwise Xiaopang It had already been hacked away.
However, despite this, Xiaopang suppressed it extremely hard, and could not even suppress it completely, so that the big bronze bell was swaying and was about to be pushed away by Tu Qiancheng.
And once Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng breaks out of the trap, it is obvious that Xiaopang, whose body was also shocked, will probably not be able to block the next exquisite slash of Fengming Sword, and will have to be killed on the spot.
At this extremely critical moment, a figure suddenly flew outside. The next moment, Hongying appeared on the top of the big bronze bell. Her calves were half-kneeling on it, and her two jade hands were holding down the big bronze bell. With the addition of this new force, the vibration of the big bronze bell suddenly weakened a lot.
But Xiaopang was taken aback. He didn't want Hongying to be involved in danger, so he said hurriedly: "Why are you back? Didn't I tell you to run away?"
Before Hongying had time to answer, Fengming, the old demon Tu Qiancheng below, seemed to feel a new crisis, so he suddenly broke out and struggled even more fiercely. His struggle didn't matter, Xiaopang and Hongying were almost unable to suppress it.