This rain of swords from bottom to top killed more than 30 Zhen Guo immortals who were invited down from the altar by Li Yang almost in the blink of an eye.
However, the sword formation near Qin Tianjian still rose into the sky quickly, and one sword was like raindrops, and the densely packed sword tips pointed at Qin Tianjian at the same time, and Qin Tianjian became a cage for trapped animals invisibly.
A civil servant in the temple, accused by thousands of people, may die without a problem. A military general on the battlefield, facing thousands of arrows, will probably become a hedgehog. In short, the end result will not be very good, so now that the sword is hovering, ready to go, the immortal who must be pointed at by countless sword tips is not very happy. feel good.
On a high wall about a mile away from Qin Tianjian, two spectators swaggered, one in white clothes like snow, and the other in a bright red robe. The man in white was sitting on the wall, with one leg bent and the other hanging on the wall. On the wall, a wine jug was tied to the wrist with a red string, and he raised his head and took a sip of the wine, then laughed softly: "Peach Blossom Sword God, does this move look like the one I did in the heavy rain at the gate of Dunhuang? How to welcome guests?"
The named Deng Tai'a finally appeared, standing not far from Luoyang in white, and nodded, "It's a bit similar, but the momentum is bigger than yours."
The former No. 1 devil in Beimang, or the current leader of Zhulu Mountain, Luoyang stared at the battlefield in the distance, which can be described as unprecedented and unprecedented, playing with taste: "I have been a lonely ghost for 800 years, I see There are quite a few people who ascended, and there are also many exiled immortals, and they also know a little bit about the way inside. The sixty-odd ancestors of Longhu Mountain descended to the earth together, and were restricted by the law of heaven. Ambient air machine, if you master a few more discounted immortal mysteries in your hands, you just look like a land god. A paper tiger can scare people, but not kill people. But the seven or eight standing in the middle One, even if the cultivation base has been weakened, at least they are all in the realm of celestial phenomena, which should not be underestimated, especially the three great masters in the middle, are they all considered Taoist saints?"
Deng Tai'a put one hand across his chest and rubbed his chin with the other, "The one holding the sword is the first patriarch of Longhu Mountain, and the one wearing the lotus flower on his head should be the first real person protecting the country of the Liyang Dynasty. It was created by him, and the one who rides the white deer is Qi Xuanzhen's uncle according to his seniority. They are all well-known big shots. If they are about to ascend to heaven and have not yet stepped into the gate of heaven, they will be powerful and serious. Transcendence and sainthood, now, that is, ordinary land gods, lost in lack of physical fitness, and won in understanding the way of heaven... Well, since you are in the world now, especially facing that kid, this is not an advantage."
Suddenly, another blue shirt appeared leisurely. In terms of demeanor alone, the Peach Blossom Sword God, who is not astonishing in appearance, is really far behind this one. Standing with him, one is like a countryman, and the other is a celebrity who talks about people. It is no wonder that Deng Tai'a's apprentice wants him, a master who is inherently unattractive, to recite poems every time he rides a donkey. right. The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi paid close attention to the movements of the Qin Tianjian, and said with emotion: "Deng Tai'a, Luoyang, faced with more than sixty first-rank realms fighting together, and there are three saints sitting in the town, put yourself in the same place, how would you feel? "
Deng Tai'a thought for a moment, and said solemnly: "If you kill so softly, maybe you need to change several swords, and you can't finish the kill."
Luo Yang smiled, "It's not easy to kill, and it's not easy to escape."
For some reason, Cao Changqing, the senior official who still did not leave the capital to return to Guangling, looked a little helpless.
Luo Yang seemed to ask casually: "Deng Taiah, after Li Chungang borrowed the sword, do you still have the day when you can really hold the sword?"
Deng Tai'a said indifferently: "Even if there is, it is not today. My friendship with that kid has long been used up. Don't expect me to intervene this time."
Cao Changqing said in a deep voice, "It's started!"
Enveloping Qin Tianjian's sword formation in a huge semicircle, ten thousand swords were unleashed.
The deer riding fairy lightly lifted the reins, and the white deer under the seat took a light step forward.
With a step of the white deer's hoof, it was like throwing a boulder into a small lake, and a burst of magnificent ripples spread out in an instant.
It's like hearing the sounds of nature.
Feijian's momentum froze immediately, but Feijian's speed was too fast and menacing, so he continued to charge after only a slight sluggishness.
The white deer's second hoof landed heavily again, and that majestic aura spread rapidly again.
Feijian was blocked again.
Taking the earth as the bell, every time the Immortal White Deer steps forward, it is a powerful and mighty immortal sound to hit the bell.
When the white deer was thirty steps away from the gate of the Qin Tianjian, the flying swords covering the sky like a swarm of locusts had already begun to fly slowly instead of swiftly.
More than a thousand cavalry troops on both sides of the street raised their swords to meet the enemy, and the dense flying swords pressed against the top, which was suffocating. Although the speed slowed down a lot, they still continued to fall with a slow but unstoppable arrogant posture.
There is a common saying in the world that there is a god when you raise your head three feet.
Now there are flying swords above three feet.
Several cavalry didn't believe in evil, and they didn't want to stand still, so they leaped high from their horses and slashed at those flying swords.
The sword was like drawing a knife to cut off the water, it seemed to be easy to cut through the water, and the flying swords were not damaged, but the flying swords that were struck by the cavalry swords seemed to be drawn, and they were the first to break away from the sword formation, and disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, the six cavalry were nailed to the ground from the air as if a bed crossbow pierced through their bodies. There was no real flying sword on the body, but a bloody hole the size of a fist appeared on each of their bodies.
Suicide.
A commander of the cavalry who saw the situation was not good and shouted angrily: "Get off your horse! Without a military order, you are not allowed to use your sword!"
The heavy cavalry turned over and fell off their horses one after another, trying to keep the distance from those flying swords as much as possible.
The fairy riding the white deer waved his big sleeve casually, and saw a purple gold lotus flower bud blooming above the heads of all the heavy riders of the Ma family and the armored soldiers of the Li family. It grew rapidly, moved without wind, and swayed gracefully.
Just like two armies confronting each other on the battlefield, neither side dared to act rashly, Feijian finally stopped completely, hovering in the air.
Immortal raised one hand at the same time, stretched five fingers to catch in the air, and shouted softly: "Five Sacred Mountains listen to my order!"
A majestic mountain rises from under Xu Fengnian's feet, supporting him to rise high. There are also four fairy mountains with different imposing manners, each of which is majestic, dangerous and strange.
Xu Fengnian took off the cold knife in the sheath, leaned on the ground with the knife, folded his hands on the handle, and pressed down lightly.
Not only stopped the rising momentum of the mountains under his feet, but the mountains in all directions also began to crumble.
Beiliang's sharp edge does not move for wind and thunder, nor retreat for rain and snow.
On the vast territory of Liyang, there are five majestic mountains standing on the land of the Central Plains. As long as the Taoist temples built on the mountains, no matter how big or small, all the incense sticks inserted in the incense burners, whether inside or outside the house, will be extinguished at the same time, and the smoke that was lit before will start to burn. Spin and shake.
At the same time, four immortals looted from the gate of Qin Tianjian, separated the tops of the "Four Mountains", and each sacrificed a wooden, copper, jade and gold seal. Xuanwu.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the immortal standing proudly on the top of Huashan Mountain with a strange expression, and just glanced at it lightly, and the immortal, the seal and the mountain were all turned into powder together.
The old Taoist with the lotus crown, who had been standing idly by, looked up at the western sky, and sighed as if he had mixed feelings.
Taking advantage of the victory, Xu Fengnian pressed down on the handle of the knife heavily.
That scene was like the "Central Plains Luchen" that Liyang's reading seeds had been chanting for twenty years.
After the rainbow light of the Xiyue immortal symbolizing Taoism exploded, the immortals of the other three mountains followed suit and collapsed.
Xu Fengnian slowly fell back to the ground, when the apex of Liang Dao's scabbard touched the ground.
On the top of Wuyue Mountain, regardless of whether it is cloudy or sunny, there is a sound of thunder at the same time.
This is the real gods fighting mortals suffer.
The flying sword that had been stationary in the sky of Qin Tianjian suddenly accelerated.
The deer rider snorted coldly, pulled the reins, and the white deer, haunted by immortal aura, lifted its front legs high and stepped on the ground suddenly.
Countless flying swords stopped their forward charge again, but this time, the blades trembled crazily and buzzed.
The purple golden lotus that sheltered everyone invisibly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the soldiers shrunk their necks subconsciously, their faces covered with sweat, and swallowed their saliva as they looked at the flying swords that were so close at hand.
Immortal Bailu suddenly disappeared.
A flash of rainbow light broke into the body of the heavy cavalry soldier, and then the cavalry rushed out of the formation very abruptly, as fast as thunder!
In an instant, he rushed to Xu Fengnian's side.
Xu Fengnian just raised the scabbard and pointed it, and the golden armored knight shattered, and the radiant afterimage disappeared a few steps away from Xu Fengnian's side. Xu Fengnian remained motionless, his sleeves fluttering slightly.
The rainbow light suddenly turned into two dots of golden light, with the golden armored knight as the center, drew two arcs to the left and right and crashed into the two outer streets and two riders.
The two riders started running.
Xu Fengnian withdrew his scabbard, and before the two riders had rushed within ten steps, the golden armored knight's head seemed to be pierced by a feathered arrow, and he died on the spot.
The two points of golden light each split into two, and the four heavy cavalry began to charge generously to the death.
All the Flying Swords that Xu Fengnian used to counteract Qi Jiajie's sword at that time have already appeared in the world, and the flying swords that defeat the enemy now are the pocket flying swords that Deng Tai'a gave him on the coast of the East China Sea. After the death battle with Han Sheng, Xu Fengnian destroyed several swords. In the past two years, Xu Fengnian quietly repaired the twelve flying swords with perfect embryos.
Xuanjia's childhood sweetheart, morning dew and spring water peach blossom, crescent red bird and yellow tung tree, gnat may and witch hazel too.
On the general's platform, there will be some heroes.
The four knights in golden armor hit the stone with eggs.
The golden and gorgeous eight horsemen arrived again.
Eight riders died in battle, and sixteen riders rushed forward.
Xu Fengnian's twelve swords created a thunder pool.
The golden-armored iron cavalry vows not to break the thunder pool.
In the distance, Deng Tai'a smiled undisguisedly, and said, "This time I learned from me."
Luo Yang said unhappily: "Fantasy."
Deng Tai'a raised his brows, "It's basically beautiful and practical, why don't you speak against your will?"
Cao Changqing listened to the bickering between the two great masters, both of whom were among the fourteen martial critics, and said a little funnyly, "What's there to argue about?"
At both ends of the street, there were no less than two hundred riders, and the densely packed golden armored knights began to charge forward collectively with guns.
The large piece of golden light that caught the eye made people feel as if they were in the majestic heaven.
Cao Changqing, whose face was reflected golden even if it was one mile away, squinted his eyes and said softly: "Resisting the power of the gods and heaven by one person is no worse than the Beiliang iron cavalry resisting the imperial decree of the emperor in the world. It's a pity that, except for a few of us There are not many people who are lucky enough to see this scene."
Deng Tai'a nodded in agreement and said: "Thinking about those times when I watched others challenge Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City, or when others saw me ascending the tower, I was a little bit overshadowed."
Few twelve flying swords are like an iron wall, which cannot be shaken by thousands of troops.
More than two hundred celestial soldiers and generals in golden armor rode outside the wall without fear of death, smashing into pieces one by one. The dense thunder sounded endlessly and gathered together. There is really an illusion that people on earth heard the thunder from the sky.
Many martial arts masters who were paying close attention to Qin Tianjian's movements had to retreat. It's not that no one wanted to persist, but these masters were horrified to find that their seven orifices began to bleed, and their hands were covered with blood when they wiped them casually.
Only a few masters, Wu Jian, the ancestor of the Wu family's sword mound, and Chai Qingshan, Dongyue Jianchi, can continue to persevere.
Then the scene was exciting, more than 400 golden-armored immortal soldiers charged at the young vassal outside the gate of Qin Tianjian from the left and right sides.
The light is dazzling, just like the sunrise in the East China Sea.
A round of red sun starts from Qin Tianjian.