The bright moon is reflected in the cold pool, and the waterfall flows down, making bursts of roaring sounds.
An early autumn night. The chill is gradually rising, water mist is beginning to appear, and water mist is gradually shrouding the edge of the cold pool.
Bang bang bang...
In this cold place. But there are two top masters in the world who are constantly fighting and colliding here.
Dai De'an and Wang Zhongjie. The two kept fighting.
The former's iron pen sketched out a series of attack methods. The moves were ever-changing, and the same method was almost never used. The second time, the changes were dazzling. He kept changing his attack methods, trying to find Wang Zhongjie's flaws. Once he discovered the flaws, Then following this flaw, his attacks will pour down like a torrential rain!
The Tai Chi diagram on the latter's body can be contracted freely, and a pair of fleshy palms are as transparent as glass. Each palm contains earth-shattering power. At the same time, the Tai Chi diagram can greatly reduce the power of the opponent's attacks. It can be said that offense and defense are integrated, always suppressing Dai De's hits.
The two have been in a stalemate.
Because his attacks could not achieve success for a long time, Dai De'an instantly changed his strategy. Although his internal power was more vast than others, he could not continue to use it without limit.
After all, his opponent is Wang Zhongjie.
The latter knows himself very well, just as he also knows the other person. Dai De'an felt that he had hidden his cultivation for twenty or thirty years, and that the trump card he had hidden for so long had not played its intended role at all.
This kind of thing is not normal. Why? That must be the fault of the other party.
Dai De'an changed his tactics. He stopped writing those offensive words and turned it into a kind of artistic calligraphy and painting.
It is equivalent to his transformation from calligraphy to painting. Originally, his calligraphy was about speed, and the meaning of attack appeared one after another.
But now it's about artistic conception, more about the depiction of Tao.
Dai De'an approached Wang Zhongjie and drew with his iron pen, like the edge of a sword.
The Tai Chi diagram next to Wang Zhongjie suddenly enlarged, and the black fish like ink soaked the entire Tai Chi diagram.
The next moment, both of his pupils were infected with black, like a demon, and his body was full of demonic aura, like a shocking demon cultivator.
His palms also became as black as ink.
"The Ghost King Transforms!"
Wang Zhongjie's speed was two points faster, and his palm directly collided with Dai De'an's stylus.
There were sounds of gold and iron clashing, and the Qi of the two people continued to explode, and strong winds swept around them with the two of them as the center.
At some point, the stylus in De'an's hand suddenly moved forward.
"The finishing touch, Cheng Hu!"
The next moment, white lights continued to light up around Wang Zhongjie, eventually forming a blurry picture of a tiger descending from a mountain.
All the light points that make up this fuzzy picture of a tiger descending a mountain light up at the same moment, and then the light points are connected together with lines of internal force.
These changes only happen in an instant, when the picture of the tiger descending from the mountain is completely clear.
The tiger actually clapped its palms. Wang Zhongjie turned around and faced the palms of the colorful tiger with his dark palms.
boom!
After a loud bang, air waves swept across.
The Jin Yiwei who were watching were extremely shocked.
Is Dai De'an's technique really something that can be found in the human world?
This finishing touch is so magical that the objects painted can actually attack.
And judging by this momentum, the attack of the tiger in the painting is actually comparable to Wang Zhongjie's.
But after Wang Zhongjie fought with the fierce tiger with his palms, instead of retreating, he continued to move forward.
The black palms were like thunder, hitting the tiger one by one.
This tiger was completely constructed from internal force. Under Wang Zhongjie's constant blows, the internal force that maintained its shape was constantly broken up.
But at the same time, the tiger also used its sharp claws to continuously slap Wang Zhongjie's body.
But at this moment, Wang Zhongjie was surrounded by black energy. The black energy was attached to his inner armor, blocking all attacks like a copper wall.
On Wang Zhongjie's face was a strange and evil smile.
"Old man, this move of yours is quite interesting!
But if this is what you rely on, it would be a huge disappointment to me. "
Dai De'an snorted coldly:
"Shameless talk!"
The next moment he dropped the stylus in his hand and struck again.
"The finishing touch, Jackie Chan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a light point appeared next to Dai De'an. Between the light spots, white internal energy quickly filled up, and finally turned into a white five-clawed dragon.
The winding body of the dragon is five to six meters long. The huge dragon opens its ferocious mouth, and the fangs inside are one foot long.
This giant white dragon first roared silently at Wang Zhongjie.
The tiger next to Wang Zhongjie. He also speeded up his offensive rhythm.
Two sharp claws kept slapping Wang Zhongjie, and Wang Zhongjie could only fight with him. However, this tiger made of charm could not be repelled, and Wang Zhongjie could only fight him in a stalemate.
He couldn't just let the tiger attack without restriction, and a ferocious dragon appeared now.
The white giant dragon Roar Pill twisted its body and came to Wang Zhongjie's side. First, it swept over with a dragon tail. The huge dragon tail swept Wang Zhongjie's shoulder blade. Wang Zhongjie immediately staggered two steps and fell to one side.
But then he rolled onto his side and dodged the tiger's slap. After landing, a pure black Tai Chi diagram appeared under his feet.
"Devil strangulation!"
The next moment, the black Tai Chi diagrams surrounding him echoed the black Tai Chi diagrams under his feet, forming an inexplicable attraction between the two Tai Chi diagrams.
Endless black energy derived from these two Tai Chi diagrams, like black magic hands, directly grabbing the tiger still beside him.
The tiger's body was invaded by black energy. The tiger's body trembled twice and exploded the next moment.
Wang Zhongjie's dark eyes looked at the giant white dragon rushing towards him in the sky. He reached forward with his hands.
The arm transformed from black energy extended directly forward, and countless black arms grabbed the white dragon.
The white dragon was shaking all over, and powerful energy burst out from his body, but it just couldn't shake these black arms.
The next moment, the giant dragon was torn apart.
The Jin Yiwei who were watching this scene all looked shocked.
But Dai De'an's eyes were extremely calm.
The stylus in his hand didn't stop for a moment, and in an instant, three giant white swords condensed beside him.
Dai De'an stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and three white giant swords roared and flew towards Wang Zhongjie.
This scene is like the legendary flying sword sword fairy.
However, no one paid attention to this at this time, because although the three-cake white giant sword flew out with a roar, this mysterious method was still easily blocked by Wang Zhongjie's black arm.
"The way of destruction!
You actually have two ways at the same time! "
Seeing the three white giant swords being easily destroyed, Dai De'an realized what he was doing, and finally there was shock on his face.
Wang Zhongjie ignored the demonic energy in him, and eventually turned into two black embroidered spring knives. After destroying the last bottle of white giant sword, he rushed towards Dai De'an.
It is not difficult to see that Dai De'an is good at long-range attacks, so Wang Zhongjie directly chose to be promoted. He wanted to kill the opponent and his men in one go. This was his idea after becoming a demon and becoming more violent.
Holding the embroidered spring knife transformed by black energy, Wang Zhongjie was extremely fast, as if a black tail was following behind him.
Of course Dai De'an would not choose to fight him in close combat.
While he quickly retreated, he regrouped many huge bows and arrows.
The bow and arrow seemed to be shot for free, and no one needed to guide the bow to shoot the arrow.
Soon, more than a dozen great skills gathered around me, Dai De'an, and they shot arrows at the same time. White knowledge shot toward Wang Zhongjie like light rain.
Wang Zhongjie has superb swordsmanship. The black swords kept flying in his hands, and he blocked all the airtight arrows.
The distance between the two sides is constantly getting closer.
Just when everyone in Jinyiwei was heart-broken watching this scene, Dai De'an suddenly stopped and looked ahead with a half-smile.
The dozen or so big bows behind him all dissipated, and then the white inner energy was gathered in his hands.
Dai De'an squatted down and slapped the ground with both hands.
"The earth dragon turns over!"
The next moment, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground within ten feet of Wang Zhongjie, and then collapsed downwards. Immediately afterwards, spear points transformed from white internal force stabbed towards the ground.
"Mountain of swords and sea of fire!"
Dai De'an shouted loudly this time, veins appeared all over his body, his whole face turned red, and his internal energy continued to pour out of his palms pressed to the ground.
Wang Zhongjie is not an immortal. He cannot ascend to heaven out of thin air when he is lost, so he can only surround his body with all the dark inner energy, and the spear points formed by the white inner energy are pierced on his body.
It directly caused ripples of black energy on his body, and the black energy was quickly consumed.
When the ground was completely sunken, it was like the earth opened a huge mouth and was about to swallow Wang Zhongjie up.
The black energy on Wang Zhongjie's body exploded violently, destroying all the white spear points piercing around him.
Before the new spear point was generated, Wang Zhongjie's dark eyes suddenly became normal, and then filled with a layer of light gold.
There was no trace of black aura in his body, but a burst of dazzling white golden light emitted from the inside out.
"Ascending to Immortality!"
Wang Zhongjie's aura suddenly transformed from a demon into a sacred and immortal aura.
The black embroidered spring sword in his hand faded away from the black mist, revealing the transparent lightsaber inside.
At the same time, his figure became extremely light.
A cloud of mist exploded under his feet, and he flew up out of thin air.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Dai De'an snorted coldly, and suddenly pulled his palms up from the ground. As he moved, white lights condensed where the earth collapsed, forming an even bigger giant spear.
The spear exploded into the sky like a morning bull crossbow, and the target was clearly Wang Zhongjie, who was not rising too fast.
"This shot is called God Killing!"
Dai De'an gritted his teeth and said.
Wang Zhongjie glanced down and stabbed downwards with the lightsaber in his hand.
A white and transparent lightsaber and the God-killing Spear canceled each other out and exploded in the air. The air waves swept out crazily in all directions, even scattering the dark clouds that were slowly gathering in the sky.
A bright moon reappeared in the sky.
Under the moonlight, the place where Wang Zhongjie and Dai De'an fought turned into a mess.
These two people are both at the pinnacle of high-grade Dacheng realm!
Wang Zhongjie has already touched the Tao, and his cultivation is simply terrifying.
Dai De'an, on the other hand, is extremely talented, and coupled with his strange veins and magical skills, he has actually achieved something that can be called a miracle.
Seeing such a peak matchup is definitely an excellent opportunity for Liu Xin to gain insights.
Wang Zhongjie landed gracefully, his chest rising and falling violently.
After all, such a battle cannot be too easy.
Dai De'an's eyes passed through the messy ruins and landed on Wang Zhongjie.
The two rested for a moment in tacit understanding, and then rushed towards each other at the same time.
The two continued to fight fiercely, and Dai De'an even started melee mode.
The two sides continued to fight fiercely, and they could no longer control the scope of their battlefield.
The two of them fell into the crowd for a while, and the Jinyi guards took cover one after another.
When they fell into the crowd again, Wang Zhongjie slashed down with the lightsaber in his hand.
And Dai De'an also transformed into a heavy sword.
One sword, one sword, and we will die together.
The next moment, Wang Zhongjie and Dai De'an punched each other with palms and punches respectively.
Both of them were hit hard at the same time, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble. However, Wang Zhongjie took three steps back, while Dai De'an took a full ten steps back.
At this moment, Wang Zhongjie suddenly heard a sound that was not very loud.
It was like the sound of a bowstring vibrating.
But it is obviously different from ordinary crossbows.
His expression changed next, and this sound appeared twice at the same time.
And just as he reacted, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his waist and abdomen.
Then he saw an extremely thick giant crossbow arrow piercing through his waist and abdomen.
"Thousand Ox Crossbow!"
Wang Zhongjie's eyes were about to burst with anger, only this kind of thing could hurt him.
This is not used for one-on-one dancer combat at all, but is purely a weapon used for war.
When this kind of thing appears on the battlefield, no one dares to ignore it.
Everything below the Grandmaster is within its killing range.
Hearing the sound of the bowstring, the crossbow arrows were coming.
It's not impossible, unless you see the Thousand Ox Crossbow launching at you in advance, otherwise.
When you hear the sound of the bow string or the sound of breaking through the air, the crossbow arrow has already arrived on you.
And unless it was Grandmaster Mirror, no one could avoid such a fatal blow in such an instant.
Wang Zhongjie is not a master, so he cannot avoid it.
But he was already a strong Touch Dao expert, so his body reacted as soon as he was hurt.
Wang Zhongjie directly hovered on the spot and launched into the sky at extremely high speed.
In this way, he also avoided the crossbow arrows of the other two Thousand Oxen Crossbows.
The two Thousand Oxen Crossbow arrows penetrated directly into the ground beside him.
The rocky surface exploded directly.
A Qianniu crossbow arrow is first of all a solid wood crossbow arrow body, wrapped in iron sheet, and equipped with a fine iron arrowhead that is half a foot long. The overall weight exceeds fifty kilograms.
The Qianniu Crossbow weighs a thousand kilograms and is not a weapon that can be moved casually.
But who would have thought that Dai De'an would spend a huge price to directly deliver the only three Qianniu crossbows in Nanzhen Fusi here.
The key is that Dai De'an must use his absolute confidant, otherwise Wang Zhongjie would have already received the news.
Wang Zhongjie was severely injured, and his abdomen was bleeding, and his entire lower body was soon dyed red.
He knew he could no longer fight, so he decisively began to break out.
He randomly chose a direction and rushed towards that direction, and at the same time, a stronger white golden light glowed all over his body.
Ma Jun originally wanted to try to block it, but the aura of the opponent really frightened him, and he did not dare to have the idea of blocking it.
His thoughts were discovered by Wang Zhongjie, and he was killed with a sword.
At this time, Wang Zhongjie had reassembled a lightsaber in his hand.
He is extremely fast and no one dares to stop him. It takes a certain amount of time to prepare for the Thousand Bull Crossbow to re-attack, and its only shortcoming is its inability to attack fast-moving objects.
Of course Dai De'an couldn't let Wang Zhongjie run away like that, so he followed closely.
When Dian De'an passed through the crowd of Jin Yiwei, a heavy sword light suddenly appeared in the Jin Yiwei.
The light of this sword is extremely powerful, and the person who wields this sword has a very high level of cultivation and extremely powerful internal energy.
In his haste, Dai De'an didn't even have time to draw a weapon, so he could only block the knife with the stylus in his hand.
The knife and the stylus collided. Dai De'an Shangpin's Dachengjing's cultivation was naturally able to block the knife, but what he didn't expect was this knife. After the first gravity path ended, a second force followed closely.
Then there was another one.
There are six levels of strength, and each level can superimpose the power of the previous level. The six levels of strength are so powerful that they are terrifying.
He directly knocked the stylus away, and the remaining power struck Dai De'an hard.
Dai De'an could only exhaust his strength and retreat wildly, but this knife still cut his chest open.
Fortunately, Dai De'an was very fast, and the knife only split his clothes.
But a dark force followed closely and invaded his body.
This knife directly caused him serious internal injuries.
Dai De'an looked at the man. This man was also very decisive. He succeeded with his sword and immediately retreated.
Before anyone had time to react, he had already left the crowd.
Wei Fuchuan was extremely fast. He was the second to react. He passed through the crowd and chased directly towards the man.
Dai De'an staggered two steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then continued to chase Wang Zhongjie.
He must not let Wang Zhongjie leave alive today.
And just when he forced himself to move forward while holding back the dark energy that was constantly exploding in his body, a figure behind him quickly surpassed him.
"Liu Xin!"
Liu Xin didn't look back, leaving only one sentence.
"Sir Tongzhi, go down and hold him back!"
Dai De'an understood immediately.
They have been surrounding this place for some time. When they left, because of the excessive fanfare, not only them, but also the Dongchang Forbidden Army and other large groups of people were already rushing here.
As long as Wang Zhongjie can be held back, today is the day for his death.
No matter what, the one who deserves the most credit is Nanzhen Fusi.
"Be careful!" Dai De'an warned, and he slowed down. The dark energy in his body was a problem. If he forced himself to catch up, the injuries in his body would inevitably become more serious.
