Under the gaze of everyone, a piece of icy cold air suddenly spread from the south of Taichong Lake. Before the fog arrived, people felt an indescribable force, as if thousands of blades were coming, making their hair stand on end.
The cruise ships around the "Giant Sword" in the center of the lake quickly sailed away and approached the shore.
The densely packed warriors on both sides of the Taiwan Strait no longer talked to each other.
"call out--"
The yin energy suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, it was not far away, and suddenly turned into a thousand-foot-sized dragon. Its whole body was pitch black, and its scales were as hard as cold iron. The blood-red vertical eyes glanced in all directions, giving people a sense of great pressure.
There is a man standing on top of Jiao Chi's head. He is tall but not too burly. He is wearing a tight chainmail suit and has a black cloak on his back. He has a golden crown erect, his face is handsome, but his expression is full of arrogance. The long knife with a blood-red handle seemed to be overflowing with sword energy.
At this moment, Yu Zhou looked directly across from him and smiled softly.
"whispering sound--"
The dragon under his feet looked up to the sky and roared, his body suddenly stood up, and the skin folds on his neck opened, revealing a pattern representing death.
The terrifying momentum spread in all directions, and except for a few warriors on the shore, all the warriors staggered back.
The momentum in that moment is unrivaled!
The Holy Son of Huangquan Sect, Xiao Jingyi.
Xin Zhuo also took a few steps back. Frankly speaking, with this kind of person and this kind of state, even if he tried his best, he would not be able to hurt the opponent at all, unless Wang Yuejing gave him another life-saving magical power.
He turned his attention to Zhe Feiyan and saw her standing firmly on the head of the jade boat. She was dressed in green clothes that rustled in the wind. With her slender waist and graceful figure, she still had an outstanding temperament that made people look at her. There was a hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth. The smile adds a bit of charm to it.
"Saint Taichong versus Saint Son Huangquan, it's really a wonderful thing that hasn't happened in a long time!" Someone in the distance said excitedly.
Another person said: "I prefer the Taichong Saintess Association to be slightly better."
"What do you mean? What's the basis for this?" someone asked.
"Momentum!" The man said: "Have you ever seen cats fighting? If two cats want to fight for their lives, they must first compete with each other for momentum. The one with the weaker momentum will inevitably lose. This description is a bit inappropriate, but it is not bad. It is not a way of explaining the ideals of the Wu family between heaven and earth. Although on the surface, Saintess Taichong and Saint Son Huangquan do not compete in terms of momentum, Saintess Taichong lives in the center of the lake. With the help of three origins, she has become a crushing force. The momentum, Holy Son Huang Quan just borrowed the power of Chilong and his own momentum, but he didn't forcefully break it, so he was at a disadvantage!"
Everyone, including Xin Zhuo, was a little surprised. It turns out that this was the case. Looking carefully at the center of the lake, sure enough, the Taichong Saint Zhe Feiyan exuded wisps of dense aura, clinging to the entire lake surface, like some kind of original power.
The "origin of heaven and earth" is not the source of the "True Qi Source Stone", but the rebirth of nirvana after the five declines of heaven and man. The stars, yin and yang in the body fit into the heaven and earth, with the help of a trace of the purest and most majestic power in the world!
This power can shake the immortals and Buddhas in the sky!
Some people were dissatisfied and said: "Momentum is only one of them. If at the moment of a decisive blow, one can defeat three groups with one force, it is still possible to win."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden wave of scalp-numbing momentum on the lake.
I saw the Saintess of Taichong breaking away from the flying swallow like a startling giant. She reached mid-air in the blink of an eye. Behind her, there was a vision of "a mountain of swords and a sea of fire" that covered the sky. She stretched out her slender jade fingers. In the distance, a purple scimitar was wrapped in thousands of meters of flowing fire. Came in a flash.
Immediately, the man and the sword overlapped with the phantom of the "mountain of swords and sea of fire", and fell with one sword.
The knife left no trace, but it stirred up thousands of feet of waves, scattering little bits of lake water like steel needles across half of the city.
"call out--"
A fiery red long knife suddenly descended from the sky. The shadow of the knife was reflected in a radius of ten miles. It was not sharp or murderous, but it contained endless joy, anger, sorrow and joy, making it difficult for people to resist.
The Holy Son of Huangquan on the opposite side laughed loudly, and his body was like an arrow from the string, carrying dozens of afterimages into the air. A thousand-foot "ghost shadow" appeared above his head. He flicked the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the long sword hung upside down like a galaxy. , suppressing the wilderness all over the world, occupying half of the sky.
The shadow of the knife was suddenly like a torrent of deathly energy, invisible, yet distinct like the spread of a mountain shadow, and the entire lake turned black.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Countless evil ghost shadows roared and followed the sword shadow upwards.
At this moment, the huge Taichong Lake seemed to be smaller, and everything in the world seemed to be shocked.
The warriors on the shore couldn't help but fly back in unison.
Xin Zhuo flew back and subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the falling icy lake water. Suddenly he was inspired and didn't want to wait for the winner to be decided between the two.
The figure flashed and flew straight into the distance.
Qin Wuji, who was stunned for a while by his previous words, immediately looked in his direction, and was even more shocked. This kid obviously doesn't understand martial arts. He is an ordinary person, so why is his movement so amazing?
He ducked and chased after him, but where was Xin Zhuo's shadow anywhere?
…
"Susu..."
On the long street, there is water from Taichong Lake dripping down, and even if they are very far apart, you can still feel an unusual wave of breath coming from them.
It's just that not everyone knows what happened. Even if they know, they don't necessarily have to watch it. Although the four words "Martial Arts No. 1" are not very applicable in this world of martial arts, most warriors have some in their hearts. The heroic spirit of "skyrocketing ninety thousand miles", watching the masters compete, can easily destroy the heart of martial arts, so don't give up.
Xin Zhuo squeezed in the crowd and glanced at the True Qi Source Stone embryos placed carelessly in front of the stone squares on both sides of the street. Although they were not good products, they were better than more.
What does he need most now? There are massive martial arts stones and unparalleled true energy source stones that can be used to perfect the universe and break through the five small realms of heaven and man.
He was originally thinking about how to sacrifice more souls, but the discussion on Taichong Lake just now gave him inspiration. The sky is filled with water. You sprinkle it, and I will sprinkle it too.
Thinking of this, I walked to the gate of a tall and gorgeous stone workshop guarded by dozens of high-level martial arts guards. There were about 200 pieces of Origin Stone embryos, and the water from Taichong Lake was falling on it bit by bit. , a group of guards were unaware.
Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a cluster of moon-watching well water cleverly turned into two or three hundred points, dripping on the embryonic stone.
The group of guards obviously felt it, and they couldn't help but raise their heads to look at the sky. The guard commander smiled and said: "The fight between the Holy Son and the Holy Lady is so clear even if they are dozens of miles apart. It is really admirable. If this commander is He rose to great heights just like them, so he established a sect, and all the brothers were elders."
"Hahaha……"
A group of guards laughed loudly.
A smile appeared on Xin Zhuo's lips, and he immediately walked to the next stone shop.
One after another, after five hours, one hundred and sixty-seven houses were visited.
Until the last one, this stone shop was unremarkable. It had tall pavilions and a spectacular entrance. Hundreds of embryonic stones for display were neatly placed in the embryonic stone fence in front of the gate. Dozens of guards guarded the gate. The huge gilded door plaque is clearly engraved with the word "Dayan".
Under the door plaque, Xue Ji, dressed in a red skirt, still wearing the bun that Xin Zhuo gave her to sit cross-legged, looked straight at the end of the street.
He looked a little worried, as if he was waiting for something.
However, this unparalleled charm, extremely beautiful and seductive appearance stood in front of the eyes like a picture scroll, attracting a group of warriors to watch. They were astonished for a while, and some even painted on the spot.
Soon several women hurried over and said with cupped hands: "My Lady, I can confirm that no one in the Seventy-Two Cities has published the Buddhist Secret Code of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man."
Xue Ji breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand. Tomorrow, people will discuss martial arts. Let's go and listen."
"Here!" A group of Dayan Sect female disciples saluted.
Xin Zhuo smiled awkwardly, thinking that Xue Ji was worried about him, and was a little pretentious. He raised his hand and quickly sprinkled a cluster of well water, turned around and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)
