Inside Shenshan Villa, near the south gate, there is a large and boundless artificial lake. It is so big that it has been given the glorious name of a "Sea Palace" by the world.
Its reputation spreads far and wide. This giant lake, which is no different from the sea, can be ranked as one of the ten man-made miracles of the Splendid Dynasty, and its position is extremely high!
On this day, an old man with green shirt and white hair, holding a sapphire blue sword, came to Zhuangzi alone.
With a long sword in his hand, he lifted up all the sea water in the palace with a slight force!
Seawater weighs tens of millions of kilograms.
It was lifted up to a height of hundreds of feet, which was majestic and powerful.
If such a huge wave hits hard, it will cause extremely significant damage to various buildings in the village, and the consequences will be unimaginable!
Just as the sea water was about to fall to the earth, a man dressed in white rushed over at high speed to turn the tide.
I saw that woman with an excellent figure and appearance. After running out of the mourning hall, she floated in the air, facing the hundreds of feet of waves, and suddenly pushed forward with her hands.
Inadvertently, she took out the thin natal sword that was thick with water, and the sword energy penetrated into the waves. The woman used the magical power of her "Water God" sword to activate a large amount of true energy and sword intention, and controlled the situation in an instant. Falling palace water!
With the flow of natal energy, the divine power has sufficient effect, Feijian hurriedly colonels
The vast transparent blue water waves coming from the artificial sea also rushed towards the sky with the thin natal sword.
The old man in green shirt and holding a sword saw that the falling trend of the sea water was reversed, and it was not going down but instead going up, and he quickly saw the way to it.
Wearing a scholar's shirt, he just snorted coldly, with an indifferent expression, waved his hand lightly, and injected a little bit of kendo wisdom into the sea water.
Suddenly, the huge wave that was lifted into the air by the Water Divine Sword fell back down like a mountain.
The woman in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, was shocked when she saw this. She gritted her teeth and could only continue to expend her inner strength, trying her best to push the sword at the cost of sacrificing a lot of her true meaning.
He tried his best to pull the huge tide and fly to a higher place, as far away from the ground buildings as possible.
Once the huge wave actually hits the world, the results will be obvious.
It is very likely that more than half of the site where the Villa's palace is located will be destroyed!
As the eighth daughter of the Ling family, she absolutely did not want things to happen, so she spared no effort to pour out her true power and sword spirit.
However, it doesn't seem to be of much use.
The old man lightly swung his sword again. As if he had washed his hands with clean water and shook off the water stains, he relaxed and thrust a little more sword energy into the majestic sea current.
Ling Xiaoxiao's arms trembled, the real power of Shanzhong Mansion was greatly consumed, and the meaning of swordsmanship was greatly lost.
But even so, she still couldn't defeat the old man's sword energy with her natal sword.
Just like an ignorant child who is just learning to walk, even if he tries his best and exerts his strength to suck milk, he will never be able to lift a weight of hundreds of kilograms. This is a very difficult thing to do!
It is clear that the whole person is still far away from the wave, but the body of the woman in white can't help but show obvious bends, like a "white shrimp".
The two slender arms raised above the head were trembling so much that Ling Xiaoxiao felt infinite fear because she felt that the bones might be crushed by the alien Qi machine on the spot.
The waves are as strong as the mountains approaching.
She already knew that there was no way she could reverse this trend by herself!
At this moment, an old man's voice, as harsh as a drake, floated from not far away - "Yu Youcong, how old are we, don't we know how to cherish the beauty? I, Ying Chun, can't even see an outsider. Go down!"
As he spoke, a dazzling snow-white rainbow struck sharply from the direction where the voice came from.
A sword cut off the flow of water.
By the way, it also shattered the scattered sword energy in the sea water.
This move was tantamount to saving Ling Xiaoxiao, who was almost crushed and fractured!
The eighth sister of the Ling family, dressed in white as snow, was finally able to straighten her back again. She was no longer like what she had just moments ago, where even breathing smoothly was a luxury. Instead, she could move her energy freely within her acupoints and muscles without any hindrance.
A thin, black old man wearing gray clothes, with a white tiger skin on his shoulders and two swords as his legs, flew to Ling Xiaoxiao's side, hovering still and majestic.
It was the sword he handed out that cut off the powerful tide of falling to the ground.
Tens of millions of kilograms of seawater was split into two on the spot.
In the first half, Ling Xiaoxiao's natal sword unfolded its magical power and was sent to the heights of the curtain, away from the human world.
The lower part, on the other hand, is still falling rapidly downward, with an astonishing momentum!
Seeing trouble happening again.
Before the disaster came, two Taoist priests arrived in an instant and took action at the same time.
One, wearing a bright red Taoist robe.
The other one was wearing a pink robe.
The two Taoist priests in red and pink robes actually connected their true energy at the same moment and performed a "fire method" among the top secret techniques of Taoism.
They used a huge amount of mysterious talismans as fuel, did not skimp on their true energy, and began to burn the seawater!
Ling Xiaoxiao saw it very clearly. Of course she recognized these two Taoist priests, who were her fourth brother-in-law Xianhao and fifth brother-in-law Lu Chi.
In the past, he was the master of Daxuan Tongguan and the master of Peach Blossom Palace on the bank of the Yangtze River.
This is the pinnacle of the Taoist realm of Hanlan Continent. Their magical powers and cultivation methods can be regarded as two unrivaled masters in the world!
There was a huge amount of water falling down, and it was quickly burned up by the Taoist "real fire", leaving no trace of it behind. It was completely clean.
The raging waves in the upper part regained their divine power with the blessing of the newly injected sword energy by the old man in green shirt flicking his wrist, and overwhelmed Ling Xiaoxiao's Water God Flying Sword.
Falling again!
Before Xianhao and Lu Chi could take action, another powerful man suddenly appeared here.
A purple monk's robe that was gorgeous in shape, but too wide and ill-fitting.
The monk has beautiful features and fair skin, like a finely carved porcelain figure.
It was the mentor of Ling Taohua, the third daughter of the Ling family, who made this Buddhist novice skin bag and took the Duanmu tripod with the Buddhist name "Shou Zi"!
With a pretty appearance and a round bald head on top of the "Hesha Duanmu Cauldron", he stretched his body to a very high position, uttered orders, and his magical powers suddenly appeared.
A statue of Vajra Arhat, whose whole body was wrapped in fire and no less than fifty feet tall, appeared out of thin air from behind Duanmu Ding.
It turns out that the order he gave was the word "Samadhi". Once he said it, the Dharma would follow!
The Arhat Dharma image, covered with the true fire of Samadhi and burning blazingly, under the control of the righteous master, has an awe-inspiring posture and rushes forward fearlessly.
He hugged the large ball of palace water that was falling rapidly.
There was a sound of fire burning the sea water, which spread across the sky.
Soon, the body of Vajra Arhat melted and died together with the "giant water" in the upper part. Both of them were gone.
When the fire is gone, the water is gone.
Many buildings in the villa were temporarily saved from the tragic fate of being destroyed and smashed by the wave.
Ling Xiaoxiao breathed a long sigh of relief and took back the natal sword made of water vapor, but it still stopped in mid-air.
This is because although helpers have arrived, the extremely powerful enemy has not yet retreated.
That powerful enemy has no intention of retreating at all!
Beside the woman in white, there are four people standing separately and hovering.
They are both very famous in the monastic world and can be said to be unparalleled top existences in the world.
A sword came to the rescue, easily cutting off the waves, and directly shattering all the sword energy hidden in the waves. The thin black old man with a tiger skin shawl and two blades for his feet.
The two of them joined forces to use Taoist talismans to burn half of the palace's water to the pink-robed Taoist priest.
The red-robed monarch holding a long-handled whisk, with delicate features and extremely beautiful appearance.
The purple-robed monk "novice monk" summoned the giant statue of Vajra Arhat using the secret method of the Buddhist order, and burned the remaining sea water through the true fire of Samadhi.
Four.
Three of them are among the top ten masters of the human race.
One is the chief candidate for the top ten masters.
These peerless masters gathered here just to deal with one enemy.
The man looked calm and showed no fear at all, facing the five masters including Ling Xiaoxiao.
In his hand, he held a long and thick blue sword.
On his body, he wore a green shirt that looked like a Confucian scholar.
The complexion of the face is dull and rough, and the long hair is swaying in the wind but not smooth.
If you want to comment on his appearance and demeanor...it is really beyond praise.
Don't compare yourself with the handsome and handsome Maharaja Xianhao, who is famous for his suave style. Even if you compare him with the thin old man with white tiger skin and black skin, he might be inferior by one or two points, and there is no chance of winning. !
The man in green shirt held a sword in one hand and looked at the five people standing side by side in front of him. He clicked his tongue twice and pointed his sword at the old man who was black and thin and had a white tiger skin on his shoulders. He said in a mocking and disdainful tone. : "Ying Chun, both of your legs have been broken. It's not enough for you. You want to move your head to feel comfortable? Okay, I can make it happen for you!"
The legless old man surnamed Ying Mingchun was pointed at by the man in blue with his long sword, his eyes were cold and full of hostility.
Then, the sword-wielding old man with green clothes and white hair took the sword again, pointed at the Taoist master in bright red Taoist robes from a distance, and sneered: "Immortal hero, no matter how high your Taoism is, what use can it be?" In my eyes, you are just a bit of a worm, how can you beat my swordsmanship?"
Red-robed Jun Xianhao swallowed and secretly squeezed the snow-white whisk in his hand.
The third sword pointed at the bald monk with a loose purple robe. The old man in green raised his mouth and said loudly: "Duanmu Ding, my defeated general An dare to speak out bravely? A man who died once under my sword actually still has the courage." You came here to seek death? And you got such a ridiculous and ugly skin, haha! Even if you get the skin of Monk Bai Zhu, the abbot of Qingling Temple, you will never be able to stop my sword!"
Duanmu Ding, who has a delicate appearance, white and tender skin, and the appearance of a cute monk, forcibly controls himself not to recall the past when he was defeated by the opponent, for fear of disturbing his mood and becoming timid before fighting.
He glanced sideways at the pink-robed Taoist priest again. The long-haired old man holding a sapphire blue sword sneered. He looked arrogant and condescending. He could be as contemptuous as he wanted, and cursed: "Where did such a gaudy Taoist priest come from?" Ah, what kind of pink robe are you wearing? Haha, could it be that you ran away from a brothel? Pull up your pants and let me take a look to see if it is a man or a woman?!"
After being humiliated in this way, Lu Chi, a dark-skinned Taoist priest in a pink robe, tucked his hands into his sleeves and secretly pinched a Taoist secret to protect himself, firstly to suppress his anger, and secondly, for defense.
Finally, he looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family. The sword-wielding old man narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows. He didn't care and said, "Young lady, she has a pretty figure and a pretty face. Not bad! But if you dare to bully me, My heart, trying to stop me from drawing the sword, huh, then don’t blame the ‘Dayu’ in my hand for not having eyes! With one strike of the sword, my parents will raise money in vain, and this good skin will be wasted!”
What Ling Xiaoxiao was thinking about was the battle that day at the highest point of Qingling Mountain, when she witnessed with her own eyes Yu Youcong's sword, shattering the Sword Saint's six-path formation, and knocking Guan Bi flying with one blow...
That sword-playing style and high-spirited spirit.
Once you see it once, you will never forget it.
A long time has passed, and she still yearns for it.
I dream and imagine that one day I will be able to reach the state where "the sword is useless!"
The old swordsman wearing a blue Confucian shirt was none other than him.
It is the "Sword God" Yu Youcong who is recognized as the highest human swordsman in the Hanlan Continent!
Except for Yu Youcong, everyone present has a good fighting ability.
Ying Chun, Immortal Hao, Duanmu Ding.
Three of the top ten masters of the human race are all powerful in the eighth-level Dao realm.
Lu Chi, Ling Xiaoxiao.
Both of them are at the pinnacle of the seventh-order Wuji Realm, and the former is known as the person most promising to be among the top ten masters due to his half-step cultivation!
The rain is hazy and the earth is damp.
The sky above the Shenshan Villa.
There were three eighth-level masters and two seventh-level masters of Wuji Perfection, and the five of them joined forces.
Face the Great Sword God!
