On the other side, two rainbow lights fell in the woods, calming the turbulence in my heart.
"Can people really be so strong?"
After landing smoothly, Yidu Weichen was a little scared, and even his words were filled with fear.
Facing that palm, that irresistible palm, he only felt an emotion called despair rising from the sky spirit, and then quickly spread throughout his body, straight into his soul, easily defeating his resistance and state of mind.
If it weren't for Xianzong Wuming's rescue, he might have confessed on the spot.
Now just thinking about it, a feeling of trembling quickly arises from the bottom of my heart. Although I can save my life in a moment of awe, I will live in the shadow of the other party for the rest of my life.
Xianzong Wuming was more calm: "Facts have proved that it can be done."
If he read it correctly, the palm he just struck should be Xia Kanxuan's famous technique, an exquisite palm technique called Baijin Suishou, the core of which lies in a clever word.
If it is displayed by that person, no matter how you look at it, it will reveal the human and heavenly spirit.
Let’s leave this matter aside for now. After all, being strong means being able to do whatever you want. Fortunately, that palm was not mainly aimed at people, otherwise his material would be gone.
Moreover, this layout is too rough. After fishing out the people, they will directly open up the battle array and fight head-on.
That's not to say it can't be done, but...
It's just too rough.
"What should we do now? Leave?" Yidu Mochen looked back at the collapsed world and asked Xianzong Wuming.
Just when Xianzong Wuming was about to respond, a voice containing anger suddenly came:
"I want to leave now, but it's too late."
Pieces of red maples are falling, desolate yet beautiful, as if lamenting the fleeting passing of life, and the surrounding world is enveloped in a solemn atmosphere.
"When you complain, you play the flute and rely on the waves in the sky; when you are crazy, you talk about swordsmanship and ask questions about Luo Tuo; when you chant about grudges and hatred, you may not have many heroes in the world."
I saw the person carrying a long sword and holding a bone flute, with a strong sword intent and a desolate look on his body.
The two sides met, and the name was revealed by Xian Zong Wuming:
"Sword Tribulation? Qitianren!"
Okay, he admitted, that one's layout was indeed something.
"You shouldn't have chosen today."
Choosing this action on the anniversary of Jian Zun's death, and in the southern region, would naturally arouse the anger of the Qitian people.
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Almost at the same time, a similar scene unfolded in the distance, the war cleared the way, the waves emptied, and the familiar words of hegemony were heard again:
"If Heaven were king, I would be crazy; if I were emperor, Heaven would be destroyed."
Across the seven seas, invincible, why do you think you are defeated?
Under the dark curtain, the war is raging, the King of the Night descends from the sky, and only one person can stand in the way!
"Lord of Haiyu! How could it be?!"
Their future was blocked, Mingjun Guluo and Taixuan Fengxi were shocked at the same time.
The Lord of Haiyu's period of glory in the world was actually very short. Only some senior people had even heard of him. The only legend left was that in the land called Xiqimuzhou, one man With his own power, he slaughtered all the seven heroes and ended the troubled times where the seven heroes were separatist.
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In addition, it seems that he only took action in the Battle of the Five Summits, and after that, it seemed like there was no such person in the world.
I never thought that the other party was actually in the Southern Region, and...
The white hair moved with the wind, and the Lord of Haiyu took off his cloak, put it away casually, and started the battle:
"Those who bring trouble to the Southern Territory will die!"
If there is turmoil in other places, unless a friend sends a letter to invite him, he will not pay attention to it, but in the Southern Territory, on the land where his people and people live.
Whoever dares to cause trouble will die.
This is his position and his bottom line.
Under the hood, Mingjun Guluo's face was as dark as water. Such a response was completely beyond their consideration.
Because it is too simple and has no technical content at all.
Plan for today...
Suddenly, I saw Mingjun Guluo raising his palm to attack first, trying to open up a way out!
All the moves showed a strong foundation, but a layer of invisible air armor emerged to absorb all the fierce attacks.
Taixuan Fengxi thought for a moment, transformed into a sword, and attacked together.
Facing the oncoming sword edge, the king stood firm and still, using his right hand to hold it tightly with his sword fingers.
"Um?"
The moment the two came into contact, the Lord of Haiyu remained calm and with a flick of his wrist, Taixuan Feng Xidun was repelled. His sword fell from his hand and was pulled by the opponent to spin in the air.
Immediately, he pointed his finger and seemed to want to draw his sword and kill the opponent on the spot.
Fortunately, Mingjun Guluo had reorganized his offensive, and his figure moved in an instant, so that the offensive was not fully effective.
However, the king pointed out his power and vomited lightly, and the two of them felt as if they were just before a mountain collapse.
boom!
With a soft sound, the mask exploded, revealing the evil young face inside.
Taixuan Fengxi waited for the opportunity to seize the sword, and combined Taoism and swordsmanship. He cooperated with the defeated Mingjun Guluo, and the offensive was unpredictable.
In an instant, the phantom sword, phantom, phantom style, phantom technique, the body shape was misaligned several times, the offensive changes several times, the sound of exciting gold and iron was endless, intertwined to create a stunning battle.
The King's Taishan does not move, but uses the moment of physical contact to shock his body.
In an instant, the surrounding phantoms were shattered, and Mingjun Guluo and Taixuan Fengxi saw Zhu Hong for the first time.
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At the old ruins of Wudingzhiyue, wars broke out and the battlefield was divided. Just when Amaterasu left the battlefield, two magnificent qi forces were seen coming from the distance, carrying the pure energy of the surrounding sky!
"snort!"
With a cold snort, he shot out from the sedan with great energy and struck crosswise.
During the ultimate showdown between the two powers, a strike came from far away and pointed directly at Amaterasu.
boom!
There was only a shocking explosion, and just when the remaining energy was scattered out, destroying the Amaterasu floating in the air, a figure appeared in time.
"At the beginning of the twilight, the sun shines in the sky; the oracle is mine, and it shines upon the saint!"
The blazing flames can stir up and make everything tremble. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding world becomes golden. It is the real form of the alien demon god, descending majestically from the sky.
The moment he appeared, Taixi Divine Light cast his gaze towards the center of the battlefield.
Then, Tengmei raised his hand, and amidst the cracking of the earth and the collapse of the sky, a doomsday fire meteorite appeared and fell with eyes wide open.
At the same time, a figure in the distance raised his hand to repel the enemy fighting with him, and then also looked over. A pair of golden boys were full of ridicule and disdain.
Immediately, the spear in his hand moved instantly, the spear came out, and the sharp edge manifested the divine form of the Divine Dragon King, rising into the sky!
The world is out of balance, the vitality is in chaos, and everything is turned into a scene of chaos at the point of the war gun. The grass and trees are broken, the earth is cracked, and even the clouds in the sky are pulled, forming a whirlpool of wind and clouds that reaches the sky and the earth.
The final focus of all the visions is the divine dragon, the bloody spear tip with murderous intent rising into the sky at the end of the field of vision.
Roar!
The divine form of the Emperor Dragon King was like a living real dragon, with a fierce look in his eyes. He flew into the air and collided with the Doomsday Sky Meteor.
With a bang, the surrounding areas were shaken, and the space was chaotic.
"Um?"
Taixi Shenzhao was on alert, preparing to attack again, when he saw the clear spirit shining brightly, the holy fen in the sky, and the heaven and earth suddenly appeared in a mysterious light.
"Qi Tian's poetry and wine have their own relegated immortals and abundant gods; thousands of stars and lightning have their own support in the blue sky and deep clouds."
"Three paintings combined into four layers, eighty-one poems, nine praising the nature of Xuanzhu;
Yin and Yang follow the Eight Diagrams and transform into sixty-four images, and the six lines of Taoism are free and easy. "
In the sound of poetry, Hengshan's sword banishes immortals, Ziqing refers to Xuanyuan Weizi, and immortals come hand in hand.
