Zheng!
There was another sound of the Qingyue sword, and the cold light flashed, and the Tairuoshan sword was unsheathed. It had a black background, eight sides of the sword, and dark red inscriptions on it. It was a completely different shape from ordinary swords.
Turning around, the sword clanged.
The sword that was freed from the wooden scabbard matched its name. It was heavy and extremely heavy. A mournful cry came from the sword body of Eidai Kungo.
I didn't check the dying smoke of the ancient mausoleum for a while, and I almost lost my sword.
He felt there was something wrong with him just after the fight. The opponent's strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he was not blessed by his body.
It means that it is absolute and pure physical power.
Based on the achievements in the ancient mausoleum passing smoke sword, it is not difficult to see that the shape of the Tairuoshan sword is to fit in with the sword owner, choosing to give up the flexibility and flexibility of the sword in favor of sturdiness and thickness.
For ordinary swordsmen, this move is undoubtedly self-defeating, because in this world, very few people would choose to erase their own advantages.
The ordinary eight-sided sword is thin, flexible, and dexterous, which are the advantages of the sword. The sword that is facing Emodai Kungo is actually more like a stick than a sword.
It is such an extremely heavy sword, but it is still dexterous in Ji Wuxia's hands, and all other shortcomings are made up for by that domineering power.
This is what the so-called one force can bring down ten wisdoms.
Variety? At this moment, there are not many changes on the Ancient Mausoleum Passing Smoke Sword.
Changes that are too complex will not smooth out the gap, but will create constraints on oneself. What flows on the Tairuoshan sword is not pleasure, but the perseverance and pride of Confucianism.
Ding ding ding ding——
In the fierce exchange, the sword shook violently and made a harsh clang.
In the blink of an eye, I saw a stream of blood being thrown into the sky and falling as ice.
In another time and space, the four wonders have a restraining relationship with each other. Ice overcomes wind, wind overcomes smoke, smoke overcomes clouds, and cloud overcomes ice. Today, the ancient tomb's passing smoke comes from the white cloud smoke, while Ji Wuxia's Nine Tempering Minghan has merged with the blue ice and snow, has already broken through the coldness, and has gone a long way on his own road.
Even putting aside the fundamental differences, this battle...
He still didn't have much chance of winning.
The wound on his left arm, which had been frozen by the cold air, felt a sharp pain.
For the first time in his life, being suppressed by a woman to this point would make him murderous even if he had the temperament of an ancient mausoleum.
Now he can be sure that the other party wants to kill him, and the previous words are just an excuse. Although he can't understand the reason behind all this, it is just such a thing.
A good move is to shoot the man first and the horse first, and to capture the thief first capture the king.
In his daily life, he is accustomed to playing power politics, distorting and transforming everyone's life in Yandu, and destroying and abusing women and those around him.
In this way, he will naturally think too much when something happens.
With such a personality, when he created Yandu, he was also deeply involved in it.
Dang Dang Dang——
Sword shadows, silhouettes, and the fleeting shadow of death are intertwined on the smoke-throwing platform at the highest point of the majestic Smoke City.
"Three shining cold lights."
Use light to relieve the cold. When cold light is irradiated, the cold air will be generated by itself.
The falling snow is also a medium at this moment. The ground where the sword marks are intertwined is covered with frost. The dying smoke of the ancient tomb sees it and moves back to respond.
"Three Swords of Heaven and Man, Sword of Man!"
The sky is painted as God, the condensed sword is soul, and there is nothing in all directions, it is called a human sword.
The flying snow covering the sky turned into a sword realm, trapping people. The power of one move alone could not break through the way to survive. The sword light and cold light destroyed it, and the ancient mausoleum died instantly.
"Three Swords of Heaven and Man and Earth Sword!"
The concentrated mind is the spirit, the calm mind is the sword, and the eight extremes are the sword of the earth.
The blessings of the two sword moves caused the flying snow in the air to freeze temporarily. Just when the gate was about to open, he saw Tai Ruoshan Sword coming towards him.
"The four seasons bully the frost."
The sword flashed for a moment, and the four swords connected in a chain, adding layers of frost and coldness.
The cold light and the sword light were indistinguishable from each other at this moment, with great force, they used Wu Shang Ba Da's four swords to shoot out in succession. The mouth of the tiger's mouth suddenly burst open, and blood flowed along the hilt of the sword, making the sleeves wet.
It's not that he hasn't thought about waiting for an opportunity to escape, but this wind and snow is the domain formed by the other party. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't leave.
Pfft——
Blood spilled, and his left shoulder was pierced by the slender sword. Ji Wuxia used both distraction and division to divide the battlefield with domains to ensure that those who lived and practiced in Yandu would not be disturbed. The cold light went straight to the volcano in the south, and before the people from the Red Mansion Sword Pavilion arrived, he Solve this hidden danger.
The fight with Gu Ling Die Yan turned out to be the least important one.
Being able to become the God of Yandu naturally has its merits.
It's a pity that there is a huge gap between the so-called "god" and the real "god". He, the God of Yandu, even compared to the "God of Shepherd" in Tianjiang and the "God of Yang" in the world of elves, is in Ji It seems that Wu Xia is not as good as he is.
Such a deformed thought might as well be called Yandu neurosis.
The Tairuoshan Sword in his hand moves according to his heart. The movement of the sword is as light as a feather, but it is as heavy as Mount Tai. The myriad changes have their own force to suppress them.
After the confrontation, Gu Ling Die Yan was constantly looking for loopholes in the domain, and he didn't even care about the injuries on his body. "Double Volumes of Pulse Cleansing", this volume of life-saving martial arts at the bottom of the box is not a waste of time.
Suddenly.
The body is pushed to the limit, and the third sword comes out at the right time.
"Three Swords of Heaven and Man, Heavenly Sword."
The universe is regarded as God, the sword of heaven and earth points to it, and humans and earth respect heaven. This is called the sword of heaven.
Gazing at the flaw in an instant, the sword's will was full of luck, and the sharp sword light hit Kuai Xue Shiqing.
Then, I saw the ancient mausoleum disappearing in the smoke and the body shape flashed. In an instant, I jumped into the air and used my energy and divine luck to make Baidai Kunwu.
"The two swords of earth and man flow side by side."
The swords were pointed at each other, and the two swords, which had never been shown to anyone before, flew out of the air, but they were not pointed at Ji Wuxia, but to break through the wind and snow that shrouded the world.
boom!
There was only a shocking explosion, and on the silent volcano in the south, ice was rising and spreading at an extremely fast speed.
Even the smoke pouring from the crater gradually subsided.
Using light to start the cold, the cold light turned into freezing air, completely freezing a volcano. Even the backhand left behind by the dying smoke of the ancient mausoleum was broken by the destructive power.
But on the Yandu Yantai, the Grand Master appeared with two swords flowing side by side and struck out horizontally, but failed to open a way out as expected.
The sword that struck Ji Wuxia was also broken.
The hidden danger was calmed down, and the separated mental energy was recovered. Kuai Xue Shiqing was seen walking around the courtyard holding the Tairuoshan sword, wanting to bring a perfect end to today's events.
"You still have one last chance."
The sword light flashed, and three million jade dragons flew up, making the whole world feel chilly.
She even used a flaw. The two of them had fought so far. Ji Wuxia had not been harmed at all. Although Gu Ling Dieyan had cultivated Taiyi Xiantian with the body of a eunuch, and even had extraordinary swordsmanship, he could not be called Taiyi in this realm. It's the weak one.
It's a pity that success depends on the spirit of this place, and failure depends on the spirit of this place.
Ji Wuxia knew its origin far better than the dying smoke of the ancient mausoleum, not to mention that he was not yet capable of harming the body of a god. Even if he could, she could break his body in front of him.
At the same time as the rainbow light came from the distant sky, the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum held Baidai Kunwu in his hand and used all his skills——
"Heaven's forgiveness, earth's judgment, no one to blame, three swords to return to the clan!"
(End of chapter)
