Faced with Xin Zhige's attack, Ziweizun was light and breezy on the surface, but in fact it was already full.
Even if the state of this dead and resurrected Xin Zhige is not as good as that of the past, as long as he is called Xin Zhige, it is worthy of any master in the Great Wilderness to deal with it in a hey state.
The three words Xin Zhige are already a peerless magic weapon.
When Xin Zhige swung his sword and attacked, Zun Ziwei gave a soft drink and shot forward with his left palm swiftly.
Because Ziwei Zun was sitting in a wheelchair, this palm didn't seem to have much momentum.
But even so, no one dared to despise the palm of Ziwei Zun, even if it looked like a light palm.
With this palm swiping, the dense mist around him was also stirred by the palm wind and turned into a boost from the Zun Ziwei. The palm of Ziwei Zun's palm was like a black hole, which absorbed all the mist around him, forming a parallel tornado.
In a short time, the mist that had been absorbed into the palm of the hand sprayed out again, aerodynamically!
Xin Zhige's pace stopped abruptly.
He stood in place, the long sword that was originally held flat slowly fell down, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and the whole person was motionless.
Immediately afterwards, countless sword shadows appeared behind him, forming a once dense sword wall.
Dahuang Sword Saint and Dahuang's most mysterious practitioner finally started a duel.
This battle was late for many years.
But it came after all.
What Xin Zhige displayed was his fame and unique Frost Heaven sword intent, and the power displayed at this moment was more fierce and more complete than before, with almost no flaws.
However, there are no flaws that are aimed at other practitioners. In the eyes of Zun Ziwei, Xin Zhige's Shuangtian sword intent still has flaws.
His attack was directed at the flaw in Xin Zhige's sword move.
As the palm strength and sword intent collided, with this mountain road as the center of the circle, all the auras within a radius of three li were disturbed and disturbed, and even in the core area, even the law appeared for a moment.
Although it was only a moment, the destructive power produced by the transfer of the law had already exploded.
The ground was cracked, the surrounding trees were all broken, and the stone slabs turned into dust, flying all over the sky like catkins.
The sword wall behind Xin Zhige began to dim, not as sharp as it was when he was first summoned.
However, Ziwei Zun's face remained normal, and at the same time he maintained the motion of waving his palm forward without any change.
However, after a stalemate of about half a cup of tea, this scene changed.
A crack began to appear on Ziwei Zun's body.
At first, there was only one, and then more and more. After a few breaths, the coat was completely destroyed, revealing the close-fitting white lining.
These rifts were all made by Xin Zhige's sword intent.
However, when Jianyi was about to continue attacking, a white light fell from the sky, wrapping Ziwei Zun in it.
Under the shining of the white light, the sword shadows that were originally invisible in the surrounding area also revealed their true colors.
These sword shadows circled the Ziwei Zun, like poisonous snakes searching for food in the dark night, they would violently violent at any time, giving the opponent a fatal blow.
The appearance of white light made Jian Ying's "sneak attack" plan a complete failure, so Jian Ying was not waiting, and all rushed over.
Then it was all crushed by the white light.
Although it was a sword shadow, it even made a dingling bang after landing.
"Yes, it is worthy of being the first sword sage of the Great Wilderness. The Shuangtian sword intent seems to me more brilliant than Ye Xin's Canglang Sword Fu." Zun Ziwei slowly said, "It is regrettable.
Yes, after all, you are not as good as you back then, your sword intent is not indomitable, but a touch of cowardice. This timid existence, you are destined to not be my opponent. "
Xin Zhige stood proudly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Really?"
"It seems that you still don't have a clear understanding of your own strength." Ziwei said: "I am protected by the heavenly way, and any fatal injury will be blocked by the light of the goddess. If you are not blind, you can see me. Where did this light on your body come from. You died under this light back then, how do you confront it today?"
Xin Zhige said: "I still said that, I want to try it."
"Try it?" Zun Ziwei laughed loudly: "I want to say that a person who knows the current affairs is a handsome, that is humiliating you. If you want to die again, I will make you perfect."
Xin Zhige said: "Don't take any credit to yourself. I died back then, and it has nothing to do with you, but today even if Rao Shizi Tiandao puts on you armor, my long sword can still penetrate your body. "
Zun Ziwei said: "It seems that the world's evaluation of you is really appropriate, a arrogant guy. In that case, I will show you the true power of Heaven."
After that, Zun Ziwei actually got up directly from the wheelchair.
Xin Zhige said, "Huh? Are your legs better?"
Zun Ziwei did not answer him, but raised his left hand, and said with a very pious expression: "Please give me shelter from the goddess."
Xin Zhige held a sword flower with one hand, and several sword intents rushed towards Ziwei Zun's chest.
However, Tiandao's reaction was faster than Jianyi.
When Ziweizun's words just started, Tiandao had already reacted.
From east to west, a bright radiance flickers slowly, like a rainbow bridge across the sky. All the sins in the world feel invisible when facing this light.
In an instant, I don't know how many people knelt on the ground involuntarily, kowtow to the sky, praying for God's forgiveness, and spare their lives.
This Huaguang seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, because its speed has surpassed the limit of human vision, it has already surpassed the law and the propagation speed, it is another level of existence.
To describe it in a simple way, the appearance of this light has slowed down everything in the world.
It's just that the people of the Great Wilderness world can't realize this at all.
Only a few masters can realize this.
Xin Zhige realized this and reacted. But in the face of the pure will of heaven, there is not much he can do.
After all, this beam of light appeared above the academy, and the surging power of light poured down from the sky, surging like an inverted Milky Way.
Zun Ziwei was bathed in Huaguang with a solemn expression.
The sword wall behind Xin Zhige shattered in an instant, and he couldn't resist the surging force, and stepped back several meters.
"Witness to the true power of Heaven." Ziwei Zun's voice became unprecedentedly awe-inspiring. The probe hand pointed forward, and the heavenly radiance spewed out from his fingertips, turning into a collection of thousands of weapons in the world. , Blasted directly at Xin Zhige.
Xin Zhige frowned slightly.
Immediately after him, let out a sigh.
"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."
Xin Zhige turned his wrist, and the long sword drew an arc in the air.
"Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and the evening is snowing."
Xin Zhige tapped the ground with his toes, and his long sword pierced forward, his figure agile.
"You must be happy in life, don't make Jinzun empty to the moon."
Xin Zhige's footsteps were staggered, and he walked on the spot.
"**, come back after all the money is gone."
Xin Zhige held the sword hilt upside down and slammed into the ground.
This is a poem that has never appeared in the Great Wilderness, which can be confirmed by the Zun Ziwei.
The library of the shrine is all-encompassing, with all the original copies out of print, and the Zun Ziwei is famous for his outstanding memory, and he can memorize every book in the library.
That's why he can become the lord of Ziwei of this term, so he can become the incarnation of the will of heaven.
But the poem read by Xin Zhige, Ziwei Zun didn't have any impression in his mind.
This is not Dahuang poetry.
Zun Ziwei was convinced that no one in Dahuang could write such a poem, because this poem, just read it, already has a sense of grandeur, and it is even more domineering in conjunction with Xin Zhige's sword dance.
"With a poem that I didn't know where it was copied from, I also want to block the light of heaven? Xin Zhige, you are so naive."
Xin Zhige said lightly: "This poem comes from my younger brother."
"What?!" Zun Ziwei was horrified and inexplicably: "That waste material can write such magnificent poems? Xin Zhige, are you humiliating my wisdom?"
Xin Zhige did not answer this question, and continued: "Secondly, the heavenly radiance you have summoned is not pure."
"Because I have never been fighting alone."
"My brother is still in the sky, that red moon is the best proof."
"He fought against the sky in the sky, and I fought against the spokesperson of the sky on the earth."
"I have always felt that brother is inferior to me, at most because he is a little older than me. But when he reached the sky and turned the moon into the sky, I finally realized that whether it was in the previous life, this life or the next life, I was nowhere near him."
"Senior brother has achieved his extreme, if I can't even stop you, how can I be his junior, how can I be the junior uncle of the academy!"
"So, you go to die."
Every time he said a word, Xin Zhige would stab a sword.
Every sword light turned into thousands of stars.
It is both one and ten thousand.
In the end, the entire academy became a sword in Xin Zhige's hands.
The sword intent that condensed the power of the academy ran into the heavenly radiance head on.
In an instant, the world fell into silence.
Zun Ziwei began to freeze the seal madly, and his body was also retreating rapidly.
But Jianyi smashed through thorns and thorns all the way, cutting the heavenly radiance into shattered light all over the ground.
Zun Ziwei finally panicked, he wanted to escape.
However, he found that he had nowhere to escape.
The incredibly trusted Heavenly Dao Huaguang was no longer able to provide him with any help, and there was only endless sword intent beside him.
With a sound of **, Ziwei Zun's legs were severed.
But these are not legs in the true sense, but two prostheses.
The temple has Dahuang’s most outstanding Yanshi, and it’s easy to get two prostheses for Ziwei Zun.
Therefore, Ziwei Zun did not feel pain when his legs were broken.
But immediately, his left arm was also cut off.
This time, Ziwei Zun made a scream.
The scream was not over yet, and the other arm was also cut off.
The cry of Ziwei Zun stopped abruptly.
Heavenly Dao Huaguang made his final contribution at this moment, blocking the deadly sword for Ziwei Zun.
Seizing this gap, Ziwei Zun, who had no legs and arms, ran away in shame.
Xin Zhige took the sword and stood.
The atmosphere, the fog dispersed.
The academy is still that academy.
(End of this chapter)