Swish, swish, swish, the sound of piercing the sky is endless. If you close your eyes, it seems that there are arrows shooting all over the sky. Even if you use your eyesight enough, you can only see a small amount of pure white or dark sword energy. The rest All are invisible.
But as the surrounding faint clouds and mist were penetrated, the outlines of the sword energy seemed to appear in the minds of most people, making them tremble with fear. If they faced such an attack, their weapons would be broken and their bodies would be beaten thousands of times. Full of holes, no, not necessarily full of holes, maybe a blast of sword energy can make the whole body fall apart.
Facing this earth-shattering rain of sword energy, Yan Chong's goal remained unchanged and he advanced instead of retreating. The long sword slashed out violently, the power of the sword surged, the sword's intention surged, and the surrounding humidity became darker and darker, as if it had condensed into a monstrous tsunami.
The force of the sword tore through the sky, and suddenly swallowed up all the dozens of sword energies that were hitting him. The sound of the collision of energy and the sound of gold and iron were heard continuously.
During this attack, he could only resist with outside moves, falling into passive defense at a disadvantage.
Xuanzhen raised his left hand, secretly announcing the Buddha's name, and slowly shot out his right hand until it was empty.
It seemed slow, but the surrounding air flow silently fell into the palm, the void shook, the world became smaller, and it seemed that everything was encompassed by the palm of flesh.
The sword energy either struck directly or bent inexplicably, hitting Xuanzhen's right palm one after another in a manner that made it impossible to escape from the place.
There is wisdom in the heart, and the illusion is broken, and the pure land is highlighted. Amidst the chants of the Buddha, the sword energy subsides the murderous intention, loses speed, and everything becomes slow.
The right palm fell, the five fingers were pale gold, they were all suppressed, and the sword energy collapsed.
When you practice Prajna Palm to the highest level and cultivate your Dharma body, you will be able to hold the Buddha's kingdom in your palm and the mountain of five fingers.
Young Master Qinglian Liusu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling the rain of arrows coming from the sky. Suddenly, he retracted his sword like a seed in bud.
The surroundings changed suddenly. The green light is misty and unstained by dust, and the tassels are like a refined immortal, noble and elegant.
The sword technique unfolds, the seeds spit out, and the misty green light turns into petals with the force of the sword, slowly blooming. It's so beautiful that it's like a dream.
Dang Dang Dang. The sword energy was just blocked by the green lotus petals.
With the power of one sword, it can be used as dozens of sword energy
The visions of heaven and earth are extremely beautiful, and so are the sword skills
This is an exterior sword move contained in the Immortal Sword of Immortality, Qinglian Sword Song
Meng Qi shouted loudly when he saw the sword energy hitting him from head to toe. The long knife seemed to be lashing or chopping. It was both the emptiness of the sky and the weight of thunder, causing the layers of air to collapse towards the sword energy. The thick steel plate of defense rolled over.
Under the eyes of everyone, he did not shake the sky with wild thunder, but used the five thunders from the sky to strike the essence and stimulate the wound in the sky.
The electric sword energy exploded, with fierce and domineering momentum, and the posture of a thunderous dragon, it rushed towards the sword energy, opening its mouth to devour.
The ground was scorched black. The green bricks were broken one by one, and there was electric light jumping around.
Bang bang bang, the sword energy disappeared, the electric dragon was scattered, the energy exploded, and a wall of energy was created out of thin air.
There was no sword energy directed at the four of them. The aftermath of the Heavenly Wound's power was directed towards those watching the battle.
Hong Qian was a middle-aged man with a fleshless face, an indifferent expression, and sharp eyes. He tapped the Star-Shattering Sword placed on the table with his right hand.
Zheng, the long sword was unsheathed an inch, and the sword energy and strength shot out of it were broken out of thin air. It is difficult to enter at all, as if there is an invisible sword wall here.
Wang Ruizhi from the other direction pointed with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and pointed out a place in the middle of the void where there was no sword energy. Then, all the sword energy collapsed inexplicably.
The feminine eunuch beside the prince took a step forward, invisible ripples spread, and all the sword energy and lightning that hit him were quickly shattered.
Eunuch Feng, who was protecting King Jin, was not convinced. He snorted coldly and kept snapping, like countless fine needles shooting out of the sword, shattering the sword's energy, lightning and strength one by one.
With the location crew present, the aftermath caused by He Jiumengqi and others failed to destroy the hall.
Outside the hall, silvery white shimmered, roaring, and heavy rain poured down, hitting the ground, making dense and noisy sounds.
The clothes on He Jiu's body have become tattered, with holes one after another. Each hole is smooth and smooth. The fact that it can cause such marks on the soft cloth shows the strength and tyranny of his sword energy.
The sword energy whizzed out from three hundred and sixty-four large acupoints, including the eyes, ears, nose, and other apertures. With his own strength, he was able to temporarily resist the special moves of Meng Qi, Yan Chong, and others.
Take action. Suddenly, Hong Qian whispered to Jiang Zhiwei.
Jiang Zhiwei was deep in thought, then jumped forward and jumped over the table, unsheathing her sword in one go.
The sword light lit up, pure and concise, with a strong will to die. With an attitude of advancing without retreating or moving forward, it passed through the heavy scattered sword energy and pierced He Jiu's eyebrows.
She did not choose the sword to come out without self, but used the Yama Luo Tie. However, she chose the timing cleverly and grasped the situation accurately. Following the space created by the fight between the five people, the long sword was unobstructed and arrived in front of He Jiu in the blink of an eye.
He Jiu was restrained by Meng Qi and others. The sword energy just now was offset, and his new strength was not yet generated. He seemed to have no choice but to admit defeat or wait for rescue on location.
Not far behind him sits an old man in black robes with many wrinkles on his face and a long sword stuck in front of him. He is one of the foreign affairs elders of Donghai Jianzhuang, the guardian of Xingyunzhuang, the Eight Wind Sword Gong Yanghao .
At this time, seeing He Jiu's face twisted and blood welling up, Gong Yang Hao's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.
The will of death struck, and He Jiu felt like he was falling into hell. He felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows and an emptiness in his body. The sword energy that had just exploded made him in the weakest state at this moment.
Although he could regain his breath with just one breath and explode the sword energy all over his body twice more, the long sword had already reached the center of his eyebrows.
This was a desperate situation and pressure he had not felt for a long time.
He had forgotten that there were elders on location.
With a click, an illusory shattering sound sounded, and He Jiu's eyebrows split open rapidly. The darkness was so deep that it was impossible to look directly. A bright red sword energy shot out from within, hitting the tip of Jiang Zhiwei's sword with a loud sound.
At the same time, the scattered and defeated sword energy around them stirred up again, as if they were in contact with their master again, swish, swish, swish, swish, the sky was full of sword energy, coming or going, straight or curved, The situations are all different, and the death energy between heaven and earth seems to have turned into sword energy.
Bang bang bang, tiles were broken through, and raindrops dripped down. But before he hit the ground, he was shattered by the sword energy.
Swish, swish, each beam and column was broken, but because it was too fast, the upper part was still firmly stuck to the lower part, and the house did not shake at all.
Meng Qi broke through and drew a circle with his sword, absorbing all the nearby sword energy with the void of the sky. Liusu, Xuanzhen Yanchong and others also used their own methods to resist this strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.
Just when Meng Qi was about to sheath the sword. Wang Siyuan suddenly stood up, pulled out his dull Sansi Sword, and stabbed it out without any surprise.
As soon as the long sword was handed over, he took a step forward, stepped on Bagua, shrunk down to an inch, and was already in front of He Jiu. He thought twice about not taking any side, at the moment when the bright red sword energy hit Jiang Zhiwei's white rainbow penetrating sun sword. Then he stabbed He Jiu between his eyebrows.
This is the life of the young village owner
Gong Yanghao was shocked. He didn't expect that the young master of the Jiangdong Wang family would do such an unbelievable thing on such an occasion.
With a thought in his mind, his sword intention struck first.
When the sound of invisible collision broke out, he saw Wang Ruizhi point his finger.
He Jiu's eyes widened, and the time and space around him seemed to have come to a standstill, and the sword energy suddenly retracted. poured into his body one after another, and all returned
The sky is bright, and the cyan electric light illuminates the dark night, allowing people to see low-hanging leaden clouds and heavy rain like lines.
Compared with it, the blossoming fireworks are like the light of fireflies. How can I compete with the bright moon
boom
Cyan thunder penetrated the roof and landed on He Jiu's head.
Heavenly calamity, this is heavenly calamity
Including a few people on location, I don’t know how many people were shocked. He Jiu seemed to have broken through directly from the realm of the unity of heaven and man to the outside location, thus attracting divine punishment.
Meng Qi was also stunned, but he always thought outside the box. Inexplicably, I thought to myself, if I trigger the thunder mark at this time and trigger another divine punishment, no one on the scene or outside will be able to save He Jiu, and he will disappear into thin air.
Wang Siyuan had put away the Sansi Sword and stood quietly next to He Jiu, like a protector, with light eyebrows and deep eyes.
He Jiu roared loudly, overwhelming the thunder, and the endless sword energy exploded, stirring up the life force of death and part of the power of heaven and earth, drowning his whole body, and facing the thunder in a mighty manner.
boom
The thunder light was defeated, the sword energy was dispersed, and He Jiu disappeared without a trace.
Death is the subconscious thought of many people.
After a moment, they felt something was wrong. There seemed to be a sword energy moving around them, but it was invisible and formless, and they couldn't grasp it at all. Even Hong Qian changed his color slightly.
He Jiu suddenly reappeared, wearing a robe full of holes, and slowly landed in the center.
The entire hall suddenly became illusory, and Meng Qi had an inexplicable feeling. As long as He Jiu thought about it, no one within the hall could escape the attack of the sword energy. The invisible and formless sword energy
At this time, Wang Siyuan chuckled: Brother He, let me lend you the help of the Heavenly Tribulation.
His temperament became ethereal, his brows slowly opened, the universe shook, and Kan Li Gen Dui, illusory golden Bagua symbols appeared one by one, using the earthquake position as an eye, absorbing the dissipated lightning of heaven's punishment.
At the same time, streams of yin fire jumped out from Wang Siyuan's feet, burning his flesh, flesh and soul, seeming to burn him to ashes.
In The Catastrophe of Yin Fire, he also went directly from the integration of the Nine Apertures of Heaven and Man to the outdoor scenes.
The eight trigrams rotated, the thunder light condensed, and then showed the power of Yang Zhigang, hitting the Yin fire with a bang.
There was a golden light, and Wang Siyuan was wrapped in hexagrams.
This thing is so hidden, it seems to be a little higher than He Jiu's realm. Meng Qi gritted his teeth and thought, He Jiu needs to be pulled by Qi and stimulated by outsiders before he can step into the location. Prince Wang will do it himself. Shi Ranwei just took advantage of He Jiu's opportunity when he suffered the catastrophe.
But all magic sticks are like this. Hexagrams are not exhausted, things are unclear, and they don’t take the lead.
The void swayed, as if it could not bear it, and was about to break open. The hexagram images dissipated, and Wang Siyuan disappeared without a trace.
Ahem, thank you Brother He. Wang Siyuan's voice sounded suddenly.
It was not until this moment that everyone, including a few outsiders, realized that he had returned to his original seat at some point, raised his wine glass, and saluted He Jiu from a distance. His whole person seemed to have not changed, he was still as thin and weak, and his eyebrows were like a woman's, but If you don't pay attention, you will forget him, as if he is the one who has been hidden by the way of heaven.
Watching He Jiu and Wang Siyuan reach the sky in one step, from Jiuqiao to the outdoor scene, Meng Qi would be lying if he said he was not envious or jealous, but he was more filled with strong fighting spirit and excitement in his heart.
Such characters are the opponents you want. Defeating them in the future will give you a greater sense of accomplishment.
If everyone around you is mediocre and mediocre, how much pleasure will you have even if you reach the top
Without you, my sword would be thirsty
Meng Qi did not feel inferior at all. When He Jiu and Prince Wang had nine orifices, they could not say that they were not yet enlightened. Now that they have eight orifices, they went to the location. One day, they could catch up.
Given time, I must beat Wang Shen with a stick.
The heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, the fireworks took off again, colorful, and it was a new year. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.