At this time, the Dragon Divine Halberd seemed to have transformed into eighteen kinds of weapons. With different styles, different moves, and different trajectories, they attacked Jian Taixu crazily. It is sometimes strong and fierce, sometimes feminine, sometimes both strong and soft, catching the sword Taixu off guard.
The so-called eighteen kinds of weapons are divided into nine long and nine short. The nine lengths are: spear, halberd, stick, yue, fork, boring machine, hook, spear, and spear. The nine short swords are: knife, sword, axe, axe, whip, mace, hammer, stick and pestle.
Although these eighteen weapons have different shapes, they each have their own characteristics. They have strengths and weaknesses, and the moves they are suitable for are also different. As the saying goes, an inch long means strong, and an inch short means dangerous. It is really not an easy task to integrate these eighteen weapons into one.
At this time, Long Xiaotian's halberd technique had already surpassed the scope of ordinary halberd techniques. His halberd technique has the characteristics of eighteen kinds of weapons. Eighteen kinds of weapons were used alternately, with many changes mixed in. Jian Taixu was tired of fighting, and cold sweat was already covering his forehead.
In terms of realm alone, Jian Taixu is half as good as Long Xiaotian. Unexpectedly, when it comes to moves now, his Dream Sword Technique is still no match for the Hundred Soldiers with a Halberd. But as an Immortal Lord, he naturally has his own pride. Even though it was not easy to win, he still had to grit his teeth and persevere.
"What a Long Xiaotian, what a halberd that can turn hundreds of soldiers. I didn't expect that this exquisite and unparalleled dream sword technique could be broken by Long Xiaotian. However, the way of martial arts is to achieve the same goal through different paths. A halberd can turn a hundred soldiers, and so can a sword. It can transform hundreds of soldiers."
Looking at the mighty Long Xiaotian, Feng Luochen couldn't help but admire in his heart. Then a light flashed in his eyes. He was deeply inspired by Long Xiaotian's halberd technique. If only the art of hundreds of weapons could be integrated into swordsmanship. Then his swordsmanship should be improved to a higher level.
Jian Taixu relied on the magic of Huanmeng swordsmanship to fight Long Xiaotian for a long time. At this time, since the Fantasy Sword Technique cannot gain the upper hand, Jian Taixu's pressure is naturally doubled. He defends more than he attacks, so defeat is probably only a matter of time.
Long Xiaotian fought more and more freely, and when the battle reached the extreme, he couldn't help but let out bursts of roars. Jian Taixu kept retreating under Long Xiaotian's offensive. Seeing that Jian Taixu was about to be defeated, at this moment, his momentum suddenly surged.
He used three sword techniques to kill Long Xiaotian. Naturally, Long Xiaotian didn't want to lose both sides, so he chose to put away his halberd and save himself. Unexpectedly, while Long Xiaotian was parrying, Jian Taixu chose to retreat.
In fact, Jian Taixu already knew it in his heart. He has already lost this battle. Regardless of his level, Long Xiaotian's understanding of the halberd technique was far superior to his own understanding of the sword.
What's more, Long Xiaotian's actions were extremely domineering. I have been fighting with him for a long time, and I am already somewhat helpless. This is the characteristic of an inch long and an inch strong. The Dragon God Halberd's moves are extremely powerful, while Jian Taixu's moves are made with his sword alone. It is naturally extremely difficult to parry.
"You guy, why are you retreating? It's too unpleasant to fight with you, so you can take another blow from me."
Long Xiaotian laughed, and saw his figure flashing, and in an instant he was in front of Jian Taixu. Looking at Long Xiaotian who was so close at hand, Jian Taixu's eyes were also extremely solemn.
"The dragon dominates the world, and his halberd spans the sky for centuries."
Long Xiaotian shouted loudly, but it resounded throughout the sky. He was seen holding the Dragon Divine Halberd, standing proudly in the void, looking extremely domineering. His halberd stretched across the sky, invincible, and he struck hard at Jian Taixu.
"The world will be destroyed by killing the immortal, and the dream will disappear without a trace."
Seeing Long Xiaotian's menacing approach, Jian Taixu naturally did not dare to be careless at all. He mobilized his lifelong immortal power and poured it into the Zhuxian Sword. Imbued with this vast immortal power, the Immortal Killing Sword suddenly shone brightly. He drew his sword like a dragon and met Long Xiaotian's domineering halberd.
Both of them used their most powerful attacks and attacked each other. The golden Dragon Divine Halberd and the white Zhuxian Sword intersected in the night sky. Following a loud noise, an extremely dazzling light erupted.
The most powerful blow from the Demon King and the Immortal Lord is nothing short of easy. The collision of the two forces caused a wave of air to be generated in the void. Although the place where the two met was thousands of feet high in the sky. But the aftermath of this blow hit the originally peaceful West Lake.
The water of the West Lake, under the impact of that powerful force, also vented outward crazily. The lake water turned into huge waves, rushing towards both sides of the West Lake. At this time, it seemed like the scene where Bai Suzhen's water covered the Jinshan Mountain a thousand years ago.
Next to the West Lake is the city of Hangzhou. In the city of Hangzhou, there are countless people. Seeing that the city of Hangzhou is about to be swallowed up by the angry waves. Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing looked at each other and then rose into the sky together. They transformed into their own bodies and used their huge snake bodies to slow down the overflow of this angry wave.
Long Xiaoyao also transformed into his true form. He looked up to the sky and let out a loud dragon roar. I saw him swinging the dragon's tail and smashing the green mountains beside him. He used his supreme cultivation to move mountains and fill the sea, and finally blocked the gap where the lake was flooding with green mountains.
Long Yimeng and Su Xiner have not yet reached the Emperor Realm, and they are unable to cope with this huge wave. But when our Immortal Lord's successor, Jian Beichen, saw this angry wave, he chose to stand on the sidelines.
Maybe in his mind, the mortals in this human world are nothing more than ants. If you are happy, there is nothing wrong with helping. If he doesn't want to, then what does the life and death of these ants have to do with him?
The quality of human nature cannot be judged by race. At this time, Jian Beichen demonstrated selfishness and despicability vividly. On the other hand, the powerful demon tribes took action one after another for the safety of mortals. It is precisely because of their righteousness. Only then could the city of Hangzhou be protected from the water of the West Lake.
At this time, the dazzling light in the void gradually dissipated. I saw Long Xiaotian's halberd flying across the sky, and he had the demeanor of an unparalleled powerhouse. On the other hand, Jian Taixu looked pale. He no longer has the elegance he once had. The white robe on his body was also in pieces.
Not only that, Jian Taixu suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The light on him instantly became extremely dim. And the white robe he was wearing was also stained red with blood. Obviously, the power of Long Xiaotian's halberd just now also caused Jian Taixu to be seriously injured.
Jian Taixu's body flashed and he came to Jian Beichen's side. I saw him grabbing Jian Beichen and rushing towards the distance without looking back. In the blink of an eye, he and Jian Beichen disappeared into the night. But in the night sky, his unwilling roar could be heard.
"Long Xiaotian, you are really powerful. Hum, today's revenge will be avenged by my sword, Taixu, in the future."
No one had ever thought that the mighty Immortal Lord Jian Taixu would be beaten by Long Xiaotian and run away. This West Lake turmoil can be described as ups and downs. In the end, it also ended with the defeat of Xianjun Jian Taixu. Now in the field, there is Demon Emperor Long Xiaotian sitting in command. Of course not, there will be no more twists and turns.
Long Xiaotian held the Dragon God Halberd, and he slowly descended from the sky like an invincible god of war. Feng Luochen looked at the majestic Long Xiaotian with a hint of fire in his eyes. This is what a man should be like with such a magnificent figure.
Unexpectedly, the originally domineering Long Xiaotian suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned extremely pale. And his spirit suddenly became a little sluggish.
"Father, what's wrong with you? Are you injured too?"
Long Xiaoyao and Long Yimeng saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to support Long Xiaotian. Their eyes were full of concern. Seeing the concern of his children, Long Xiaotian also felt warm in his heart. He waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
"Jian Taixu is worthy of the name of the Immortal Lord. And the Immortal Killing Sword is also worthy of being an ancient divine weapon. If I hadn't made a lucky breakthrough a few years ago, I'm afraid I wouldn't be the opponent of Jian Taixu today."
Long Xiaotian looked at the direction where Jian Taixu was leaving and murmured to himself. Immediately, he smiled slightly, swept away his sluggishness, and regained his former domineering attitude. He lovingly rubbed Long Yimeng's head and said softly.
"Meng'er, you don't need to worry. My father was injured by the Immortal Killing Sword Qi just accidentally. The injury is not serious. My father only needs to nurse himself back to health for a few days before he can recover as before."
When Long Yimeng heard this, she immediately felt relieved, and she nodded obediently. At this time, the storm was over, and all the powerful demon clan members breathed a sigh of relief. Today's battle can be described as extremely dangerous. If Long Xiaotian had come even half a step later, they would all have been poisoned by Jian Taixu.
"Amitabha, I never thought that what happened back then would lead to this endless turmoil. Everyone, I have offended you many times in the past, and I would like to apologize to you all. My sins are serious, but Prince Long repays evil with kindness, which really makes me ashamed. "
The shocking weather wave had just hit, and Fahai thought he would definitely die. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Long Xiaoyao came to the rescue. You must know that before the two of them fought, Fahai returned the Tathagata's palm and seriously injured Long Xiaoyao.
"It's just a matter of effort, Master, don't worry about it. I just hope that Master can really see through this so-called obsession in the future."
Long Xiaoyao smiled lightly and said that you are not welcome. It was also an unintentional act for him to save Fa Hai. Fahai not only lost his arm, but also destroyed his cultivation. The grudges of the past will just disappear.
"Amitabha, I once achieved enlightenment in Jinshan Temple. As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. Now that I have lost all my cultivation, I will die in this Jinshan Temple. In the rest of my life, I should recite sutras and worship the Buddha for the sake of the things created in this life. I will atone for my sins by killing them. Everyone, I take my leave."
Fa Hai put one palm up in front of his chest and said Amitabha. He bowed to everyone, then said goodbye and left. From then on, there was no more sea of dharma in Buddhism in the immortal world. But in the Jinshan Temple in the human world, there is an extra one-armed old monk named Fahai.
The battle at Leifeng Pagoda has come to an end. The cause and effect of the past also disappeared.
