Huang Qing believed that it would not be difficult to break a thunder with Xu Fengnian's strength, but he absolutely did not believe that Xu Fengnian could be punished on behalf of others. The outstanding military achievements cannot stop the emperor's decision. This has nothing to do with the level of cultivation, and the cycle of heaven has its own rules. But Huang Qing couldn't help but believe the scene in front of him, it really exceeded the limit of Bei Mang's sword spirit. The ancestor of the bronze figure sacrificed the majestic hundreds of feet behind the heavenly king Dharma. The dharma statue is majestic, overlooking all living beings. His head is at the same level as the black cloud, and his body is near Huang Qing. The knife in the chest pierced through the body, but there is no blood flowing , the deeply hidden immortal explained calmly: "This son expected that Xu Longxiang would definitely break through, and there were already foreshadowings, but he didn't know what kind of secret technique to transfer Xu Longxiang's aura to himself. Retrograde actions will only provoke more punishment from heaven."
Huang Qing consonantly moved, and sighed: "It's probably because of the red armor of the talisman that has seen the sun again. Otherwise, with Xu Longxiang's physique born as a diamond, if adding an extra talisman to increase his combat power, it would be the same as superfluous. The Taoist ancestral court Longhushan's supernatural powers of disgusting victory were used to suppress Xu Longxiang's realm improvement. Now it seems that Xu Fengnian's scheming is still underestimated. Unexpectedly, that talisman is a cup, and it's for transporting Xu Longxiang's fate."
The soaring bronze figure master thought for a while, then nodded, "Ninety-nine are not far from ten."
The master's calculations did not count that the young man's left-handed knife hit him directly into this battlefield. This knife was not sloppy, and it was mixed with something similar to Liu Songtao, the head of the demon who was suppressed by an unknown Taoist a hundred years ago. Even the ancestor of the bronze man could only retreat again and again, unable to resist. If Xu Fengnian hadn't chosen to draw his sword instead of killing people, then he might not even be able to invite the king of heaven, so he fell. In the sight of the ancestor of the bronze figure, Xu Longxiang finally jumped into the realm of celestial phenomena in anger, and the evil spirit lingered all over his body. Now Huang Qing might not be an opponent at all, and his dharma appearance might not be able to subdue him.
The ancestor of the bronze man said calmly: "Huang Qing, you step back. The catastrophe is about to fall, there is no need to be dragged here and burn with jade."
Huang Qing said bitterly: "Master, if Huang Qing retreats, he will be ashamed of the sword in his hand, and will have no hope of reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship in his life."
He didn't know whether the crazy Xu Longxiang could carry the catastrophe at this time, let's talk about it first, but it is more than enough to free up his hands so that Huang Qing can't eat and walk around.
Huang Qing looked down at the famous sword to calm the storm, breathed out a turbid breath, a resolute smile appeared on his face, raised his head and looked forward, and took a step forward while holding the long sword tightly, "Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat! Maybe today This is the opportunity for Huang Qing to step into the realm of sword fairy."
Master Bronze Man said softly: "Intuition tells me that things will be full of twists and turns today. You don't need to retreat, just keep an eye on the two brothers for me, I want to add some boiling water to the furnace above my head, and completely cut off Xu Longxiang's lifeline .”
As the ancestor of the bronze figure beside Huang Qing slowly raised his hands, the indomitable Heavenly King Dharma Xiang also raised his arms, and his palms clasped together suddenly, bursting out rounds of golden ripples, and the lingering sound lingered.
It seemed that something was born in the palm of my hand.
Huang Qing raised his sword in front of him and began to gain momentum.
There was another vision in the distance, Xu Fengnian pressed the arm on top of Xu Longxiang's head, the red silk fluttered, like thousands of slender red snakes uttering letters, frantically absorbing the seven or eight black flames of Xu Longxiang.
Those red silks used to be the bottom-of-the-box tricks used by Renmao Han Diaosi to refer to Xuansha Tianxiang.
Now it is used by Xu Fengnian to "steal" his younger brother's astronomical realm.
The sky thunder rolled away like a boulder in the clouds like black silk, and its momentum became stronger.
Thunder roared, purple lightning intertwined, and there seemed to be countless immortals in the sky yelling loudly.
Pifu was furious, blood spattered five steps. The wrath of the emperor, lay down millions of corpses.
So what should the immortals above the nine heavens be furious at this moment
Xu Fengnian withdrew his hand, lightly pushed Xu Longxiang who was unable to move, and pushed his younger brother Huang Man'er several miles away.
Xu Fengnian looked at the sky, and the purple thunders were swimming in the clouds, like dragons piercing the sea.
Xu Fengnian held the Beiliang knife in his hand, looked up at the sky, smiled for no reason, and said to himself: "Xu Xiao, do you think that scene looks like a dragon robe and python suit?"
For the first time, Huang Qing was in awe of a person. It was rumored that Wang Xianzhi once had the mind to be an enemy of the world, and his mastery was far superior to the other nine Wuping members.
At this moment, Xu Fengnian, facing the catastrophe alone, also has the aura of concealing the enemy.
Huang Qing closed her eyes, the whole life since she held a sword and practiced the sword, the memory of the picture is like looking at flowers on horseback.
This sword qi was damaged after the "rule" sword came back in vain, almost tantamount to falling short for the mountain, but after seeing Xu Fengnian standing up with the knife, the stone of other mountains can attack jade, and took the opportunity to touch the land The threshold of the gods, the precarious realm is actually a blessing in disguise, and it climbs steadily.
Huang Qing opened his eyes with a solemn expression, "Just wait for me, Huang Qing, to form a new sword by watching the thunder fall, and later I will use the newly realized sword fairy sword to respect you, King of Beiliang."
Lightning thundered, and the sky seemed to explode a hole.
The second purple thunder crashed down!
It didn't land straight on the top of Xu Fengnian's head, but landed dozens of times in front of the young King of Beiliang, and then turned and shot towards him.
Its momentum is like the charge of ten thousand cavalry.
Xu Fengnian squatted slightly on his knees, put his right hand fingers together, and pointed the knife point of his left hand at the purple sky thunder.
Xu Fengnian said in a deep voice, "Duanjiang."
Zi Lei crashed head-on like a torrential flood, and Xu Fengnian cut it off with a single blow.
The purple tide split into two, rushed past Xu Fengnian's left and right sides, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.
There seemed to be an immortal in the sky who resounded angrily: "An ordinary person, how dare you disobey the way of heaven?!"
Then a third, thicker rolling thunder rushed to the world.
Xu Fengnian plunged the cold knife into the ground beside him, and made a gesture.
Step out with one foot, raise your hands, and draw a semicircle.
Start shaking Kunlun!
A palm lifted Zi Lei abruptly.
The sky, the cloud and Zi Lei stepped down together, and the ground stepped down even more. Xu Fengnian stood at the bottom of a pit that was tens of feet deep. In Huang Qing's eyes, he saw that purple thunder exploded brilliantly, spreading like a water vat on the ground and pouring out.
When Xu Fengnian picked up the Beiliang knife again and walked out of the huge pit.
After the fourth unparalleled purple thunder broke through the underlying sea of clouds, it suddenly sputtered into tens of thousands of purple thunders no thicker than an arm, stabbing towards Xu Fengnian in a chaotic manner.
Skynet was restored.
Make enemies on all sides, thunder in all directions.
Compared with Huang Qing's round sword, which is the second half of the sword that "makes a square with rules", it is far more superior.
Many purple thunders drilled into the ground quickly, and then exploded out quickly, besieging and approaching Xu Fengnian inch by inch, it can be described as earth-shaking.
Xu Fengnian read silently.
Six thousand miles.
At the critical moment when Xu Fengnian faced the enemy's fourth thunder, the Baizhang Dharma Body with palms clasped behind the bronze master ancestor suddenly pulled away.
A spiritual picture scroll emerged in the palms of both hands.
There was a Buddha meditating on sutras, and the stubborn stone nodded.
There are real people sitting and talking about Taoism, and heavenly girls scattered flowers.
There are scholars holding books in their hands, facing Jieshi in the east.
There is a sword fairy who controls Qi to fly in the air, flicks his sword and sings.
There is a god general riding a horse and holding a spear, and the golden armor is shining.
Although Huang Qing knew that the ancestor of the bronze man was an exiled immortal, he didn't know that this ancestor was actually the immortal who once guarded the gate of the Dao of Heaven!
The people in the picture scroll were clearly the ones who had attained enlightenment hundreds of years ago!
At this moment, the black tiger who had been circling anxiously away from the battlefield suddenly squatted down meekly.
A middle-aged Taoist priest with an elegant appearance stood beside Heihu with his hands behind his back, looking at the celestial king's face of the ancestor of the bronze figure, with a smile that was not a smile.
For eight hundred years in the world, no one is more immortal than him.