The water droplets flashed on the tip of the sword, slowly flowed down the sword body, and finally came into contact with Cheng Ling's palm on the hilt.
Cheng Ling's body trembled, and all kinds of realizations came to him one after another. But he was afraid of hurting his soul again, so he could only cut off that feeling. But there was still a trace left in his mind, and a ray of light flashed across his mind in an instant, and he shouted out: "Broken!"
The water droplets instantly flowed from the hilt back to the tip of the sword. For a moment, the light shone brightly. The original colorless color instantly turned into water color. This water spirit bead changed from time to time, sometimes looking like clouds, sometimes like rain, sometimes like rain. It is in the state of ice, sometimes it turns into snow, sometimes it is like mist, and sometimes it is as vast as the sea.
The artistic conception of water has finally undergone a transformation!
Cheng Ling suddenly opened his eyes, which were shrouded in a layer of mist and gradually became clear, and finally turned into two rays of light. Looking at Ouyang Lei who continued to rush forward, a sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth.
Facing Nangong Lei's sword light, he stabbed out the dragon feather sword in his hand gently. In this sword light, a lake appeared, which contained Ouyang Lei. The sky was filled with thick clouds, and the snowflakes fell down, forming a thick layer of ice on the lake. , there seems to be a faint fog appearing again, with some raindrops wrapped among the snowflakes.
All kinds of sunlight, all kinds of flames, all kinds of scorching heat are all wrapped in such water.
Ouyang Lei was horrified. His body seemed to be enveloped by the lake, and his movements and movement of true energy were much slower. He tried to make another sword move, and when he struck out with the sword, it was as fast as a turtle crawling, and the flames on the sword were completely extinguished.
The opponent's sword moves seemed to be sped up dozens of times, and he had no time to resist each sword move.
laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh......!
The sound of a long sword passing through his body reached his ears. Within a moment, he was hit by several swords. In an instant, he found that his arms and thighs had disappeared. Then, he saw his back.
When can I see my back?
There is only one explanation, the head has left the body!
Before he could react, another sword passed through the back of his head, and the sharp sword tip broke through the center of his eyebrows. His eyes were completely black, his consciousness was completely annihilated, and his soul was shattered by the sword energy!
Cheng Ling knelt down slumped, his whole body couldn't help but tremble. Finally killing Ouyang Lei, the sword just now released all his sublimated water artistic conception. But after the sword strike, it felt like it was drained away. The sword essence and spiritual power were all consumed, and he couldn't even stand up to the battle.
Fortunately, the fierce battle between him and Ouyang Lei was so fierce that there were no monks around them. Otherwise, as long as a monk comes up randomly, he can be killed.
With trembling hands, he took out the elixir from the storage ring and swallowed it. Such a simple action made me sweat profusely. The elixir melted in the mouth, and during the tea time, I finally regained some mobility. I sat down cross-legged and started to move Zhou Tian to restore my own consumption.
Over there, Ouyang Po faced the five Mahayana monks from the Wuxiang Sword Sect and was completely at a disadvantage. Especially Liu Qingyan, Xie Feng, and Jian Yinghao. Although the three of them were a little less advanced than him, the sword energy and light spells they produced were too much for him to deal with.
The remaining two brothers, Jian Wuya and Jian Wuhai, cooperated tacitly, but they just tightly entangled him. The more threatening killing moves were completed by Liu Qingyan and the three of them.
Five people knitted a
The killing net cannot be easily broken through from any direction. Ouyang Po gradually felt that he was out of his depth. He had been injured in many places and his combat power had dropped significantly. At this moment, something seemed to be sensed, and his consciousness swept over just in time to see the moment when Ouyang Lei died.
Cheng Ling's appearance also came into his mind. He was shocked in his heart and shouted to Liu Qingyan and others: "It's you, the remnants of the Wuxiang Sword Sect and the Famous Sword Academy. Well, I finally know your identities, Zhan Cao If the roots are not eradicated, the Ouyang family will be defeated unjustly today."
Jian Yinghao said bitterly: "Old man, since you have such a consciousness, then you must die!"
The sword energy in the body exploded with all its strength, and sharp sword energy shot out from all directions. Xie Feng hurriedly cooperated and came to Ouyang Po in a few flashes. The golden phase was poured into his arms, and the scimitar suddenly grew several times in size. The sword light seemed to cut into pieces even the void.
Hee hee hee hee hee...!
Ouyang Po dodged continuously, but the attacks from Jian Yinghao and Xie Feng were too intensive, and he was tightly entangled by Jian Wuya and Jian Wuhai. There was not much room for him to move, and the sword energy and sword light struck him instantly. After being hit several times, his body fell heavily to the ground, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Liu Qingyan's eyes were as bright as a torch, and she pressed down hard with both hands. Hundreds of illusory long swords suspended in the air fell like the Milky Way, instantly breaking through all Ouyang Po's defenses and cutting off his limbs.
Immediately afterwards, all the energy from Jian Yinghao and others entered Ouyang Po's body and wreaked havoc.
"Ah~!"
Ouyang Po screamed, his muscles and veins were broken due to these energy, and his bones and internal organs were completely shattered. He knew he was finished. At the last moment, a ray of white smoke rushed out from the Tianling Point above his head, turning into a ray of light and flying quickly towards the sky.
Liu Qingyan waved her right hand, and several walls of fire appeared in the direction where the light escaped.
"Squeak...!"
Ouyang Po's soul device was placed on the wall of fire, and plumes of green smoke were emitted, and finally disappeared. But the brilliant light rushed through several walls of fire and disappeared into the night sky.
Jian Yinghao gasped for air and asked, "Is he dead?"
"The soul is annihilated. He should be dead, but I don't know what that ray of light is. Maybe he wants to send some message. At least our identity has been known to him."
Xie Feng said: "It doesn't matter, the soldiers will block the water and cover it with earth. Since Brother Cheng plans to build a city outside the sword pavilion to establish his authority, he will be sure to compete with other forces!"
"Well, the matter is now over. Don't worry about it. Ouyang Po and Ouyang Lei are both dead. There is nothing to worry about the remaining monks. Let the Ouyang family be completely destroyed tonight."
Several people agreed and went in their own directions to chase the monks from the Ouyang family.
It wasn't until a trace of fish belly white flashed across the horizon that Cheng Ling slowly opened his glasses. Most of the sword energy and mental power in his body have been restored, and he is no longer in trouble. He stood up slowly and came to Ouyang Lei's body. With a sweep of his sword, he put away his head and storage ring.
God's consciousness swept over, and there were only a few monks left in the Ouyang Shi family who were still resisting. The total number was less than a few dozen. The rest of the monks were either killed or fled. In short, the Ouyang family, which was famous all over the world and one of the nine major powers, was completely destroyed!
He sighed, this victory was expected. But the most valuable thing is that he has understood the sublimated version of the artistic conception of water. That kind of power is very powerful. It only takes one sword to break through Ouyang Lei's secret technique.
Powerful sword moves.
But this kind of power consumption is too great. In the state of his heyday, losing all combat power with one sword is simply a desperate move. It must not be used lightly until the moment of life and death.
He didn't know what that kind of power was. He could only understand it by returning to the sword pavilion to understand it, and he might be able to understand the true meaning of that kind of power, and it wouldn't consume so much sword energy and mental power when used.
By this time, his understanding of the Phantom Sword and Star Sword Technique had reached another level. Especially the Xuanwu Sword, this sword technique is of the water type, and water overcomes fire. It will have a strong restraint effect on fire type sword techniques and spells in the future.
At the same time, because the artistic conception of water has reached its limit, it also has considerable suppression on water-based swordsmanship and spells. It can also easily break the opponent's defensive sword moves. Water is so soft that it can become invisible and seep through the opponent's body like running water. defense.
Although this battle was hard, he was seriously injured, and even his identity was revealed, but the harvest was gratifying. In a flash, he arrived at the treasure house of the Ouyang Family. A few formation flags were scattered casually, and the door of the treasure house slowly opened.
Entering it, I looked around and saw that there were a large number of spiritual stones left in the treasure house, as well as some rare weapons and talisman-making materials. As for the herbs and elixirs, the Ouyang family had been hiding in their clan for several years and had already exhausted them.
With a wave of his right hand, he collected all the spirit stones, and then looked at the precious materials. He was about to take them all in, when he saw a piece of golden tail feathers at the end of his eyes.
His mind moved, and he gently picked up the tail feather, looked at it carefully, and was ecstatic in his heart: "Kun Peng Yu, these are actually Kun Peng's feathers."
Kunpeng is a legendary divine beast, and its life sequence is not much different from that of the four great divine beasts and the four great spiritual beasts. Among the legends of the earth, there are also records of Kunpeng.
"Zhuangzi Xiaoyaoyou" said: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. When it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of the Peng does not know how many thousands of miles it has. Li Ye; fly in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.
This bird is extremely fast and can reach thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. And another thing is that its feathers are excellent materials for refining flying magic weapons.
Cheng Ling looked at it carefully and compared it one by one with the Kunpeng's tail feathers recorded on the golden page in his mind. After a moment, he said with some disappointment: "Unfortunately, this tail feather is not complete. It seems that only two-thirds are left, as if it has been cut off."
With a slight movement of mind, I searched carefully in the materials in the treasure house. After searching for a quarter of an hour, I still couldn't find any trace of the other third of the feathers, so I had to give up.
"Forget it, I'm extremely lucky to get two-thirds of the tail feathers, just enough for Zhang Hu to refine a flying magic weapon."
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, waved his right hand, put all the remaining materials into the ring, and then walked out of the treasure house.
As soon as they came out, they saw Liu Qingyan and others standing aside and asked, "Is there any unexpected gain?"
Cheng Ling smiled and said: "Yes, a broken Kunpeng feather can be used to refine a flying magic weapon for the sect. The rest are some spiritual stones and materials. How about it, are you finished here too?"
"It's over. The disciples are cleaning the battlefield. In this battle, more than 100,000 Ouyang family monks were killed. In addition to the family leader Ouyang Xiong, there were also some monks who took advantage of the chaos to escape. The rest were all annihilated!"
