Fu Zhu He Bo's face darkened. He controlled the black-robed skeleton to launch a crazy attack on Tang Jinge. However, Tang Jinge responded extremely calmly. He stood on the spot and waved his short halberd to block all the slashes of the black-robed skeleton's sickle. .
Tang Jinge's breakthrough reversed the situation for the two men. Fu Zhu He Bo gasped and said with disbelief: "How can he be so strong..."
Tang Jinge was speechless. He had a look of enjoyment on his face. The golden light on his body was still shining, even more shining than before. Tang Jinge's momentum was still rising.
Fu Zhu He Bo once again threw the life-destroying jade, but this time the pale ancient jade was cut down by a terrifying force before it started killing innocent people. The life-destroying jade fell to the ground and lost all its light, like a spirit body. disappear slowly.
"Damn it!" Fu Zhu He Bo saw Tang Jinge's movement and wanted to stop it, but it was too late. He could only watch the Life-Destroying Jade dissipate. The black-robed skeleton consumed a lot of energy. At this time, there was no soul reflected by the Life-Destroying Jade. With so much power, he will soon be unable to survive.
Tang Jinge shrugged and said indifferently: "It's not that I'm afraid of your recovery, but I can't just watch you slaughter our Central Plains warriors. Now it's time to send you on your way to meet your unknown spiritual god..."
Qinghe has been in alliance with Taichu for many years, and many people know that the gods these Qinghe people believe in are called spiritual gods. People in the Central Plains do not believe in immortal gods, and most of them scorn the fanatical beliefs of the Qinghe people.
Fu Zhu He Bo was furious when he heard this: "You dare to insult the great spiritual god! You are dead! The spiritual god is everywhere and omnipotent! He is the master of the entire world. If you offend the spiritual god, you will definitely die a bad death." !”
Tang Jinge said seriously: "There is no master in this world. If gods can decide life and death, what's the point of your and my existence? Are we dolls or livestock?"
Fu Zhu He Bo couldn't bear it anymore. He frantically controlled the black-robed skeleton and attacked Tang Jinge. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "We are the people of the Spirit God, children, not dolls and livestock! The Spirit God cannot be blasphemed!" ,I am going to kill you!"
"It's hard for you to kill me on your own. Otherwise, if you pray, I'll wait for you, and you can ask the Spiritual God to kill me with your own hands!" Tang Jinge still stood there and calmly blocked the attack of the huge black scythe. At the same time, he felt a little Play with flavor.
Tang Jinge is not a person who likes toying with his opponents. He prefers straight-forward battles. However, this Qinghe master not only killed innocent people indiscriminately but also killed several Longjia camp robes. This made Tang Jinge extremely angry. At this moment, he It is just practicing the four words of killing people and punishing the heart.
When his anger reached its limit, Fu Zhu He Bo actually calmed down. He stared at Tang Jinge coldly like a poisonous snake.
Fu Zhu He Bo retreated, his speed was not fast, and he always paid attention to Tang Jinge. Tang Jinge was like himself, motionless, as if he was really waiting for Fu Zhu He Bo to call the spirit god to help.
Fu Zhu He Bo retreated a lot and looked at Tang Jinge warily. There were no ordinary soldiers near the two of them. The indiscriminate obliteration of the life-destroying jade caused the soldiers to flee one after another. In addition, the two of them fought against each other. The momentum was so terrifying that no one dared to stay around them for fear of being affected.
"Son, you are very strong. You are the strongest young man I have ever seen. You are so powerful when you have just entered the master realm. You are not much weaker than the Saint master. You are worthy of me using that move to kill you." It should feel pretty good!" Although Fu Zhu He Bo was praising Tang Jinge, his tone was extremely cold.
Tang Jinge still looked indifferent. How much Fu Zhu He Bo had despised him before, now he was so disdainful of Fu Zhu He Bo. He said calmly: "If you have any means, just use it. If you need to accumulate strength, I can Keep waiting for you."
This time Fu Zhu He Bo was not angry. There was a sparkle in his eyes and he said: "Then just wait and see!"
Tang Jinge made a gesture of invitation and then said nothing.
Fu Zhu He Bo quickly crossed his hands and made various weird movements.
After about a stick of incense, the movements in his hands never stopped, making people look dazzled.
Finally he finished the action, clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "Three Luanbo artifacts, together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, in the left hand of the black-robed skeleton, there was only one light group of the Mirror of Zhenjin, but it turned into two again. The pale light group of the Jade of Destroying Life appeared out of thin air, but at this time The light group was much dimmer than before. It was obvious that even if it was summoned again, Tang Jinge had just done a lot of damage to the Life-Destroying Jade.
As the Life-Destroying Jade was summoned again, the three artifacts held by the Black Robe Skeleton Lock simultaneously erupted with frightening energy. Black flames, illusory light and shadow, and pale light all began to surge. The black skeleton pushed the three artifacts out together. , the three objects did not fall to the ground, but floated.
The three so-called chaotic wave artifacts: the Death Scythe, the Mirror of True Jin, and the Jade of Destruction rotate slowly. The auras emitted by the three gradually intertwine. As the rotation speed becomes faster and faster, the three artifacts disappear at the same time. .
A dazzling light shone, causing the soldiers far away to cover their eyes and temporarily stop fighting.
Tang Jinge did not cover his eyes. He was still looking directly at Fu Zhu He Bo. But when the light shone, the golden light in his eyes shone brightly. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through a lot of people.
The dazzling light dissipated, and there was only a strange long sword floating in the air in front of the black-robed skeleton. Fu Zhu Hebo's eyes were full of enthusiasm when he looked at the sword. He said excitedly: "This is the Ranbo Ninja given to me by the Spirit God." A sacred weapon of the same lineage, Yunjian!”
Tang Jinge looked at this very impressive weapon with interest. It was not in the shape of a Qinghe weapon. It was not the same as the weird Tai Sword. It was also not very similar to the shape of the Central Plains long sword. It looked more ancient and similar to the Central Plains sword. The primitive armor on the ancient war spirit summoned by Tang Jinge is somewhat similar.
This sword does not have a guard, but there is a gem in the position of the guard. The gem emits a pale light. It is the jade that destroys life. The sword body does not look like metal, but like a mirror. It looks very crystal clear. The clarity gives people an ethereal feeling, which is actually transformed by the mirror of Zhenjin.
The hilt and head of the sword are completely black. The head of the sword is somewhat long, like some kind of sharp blade. There is a black flame burning on it. This part is naturally the Death Scythe. The three artifacts merge into one, and their breaths blend together. The momentum has increased dramatically, and it is by no means as simple as increasing the ability.
"What a sword!" Tang Jinge couldn't help but praise. Even when faced with such a terrifying divine sword, he still had no intention of taking action.
"What a sword? Today I will let you see the power of the divine weapon bestowed by the Spiritual God!" Fu Zhu He Bo said excitedly, calling out Yun Jian to double his confidence.
"We'll see!" Tang Jinge only said four words and stopped talking, with an expression on his face like he was watching a show.
Fu Zhu He Bo smiled sinisterly and said: "Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!" After saying this, he quickly crossed his hands again.
At this time, Tang Jinge had a strange look on his face and thought to himself: "Good guy, with so many power-charging moves, if I hadn't wanted to see my true strength after breaking through, this guy would have died eight times ago..."
This time the movement was much faster than before. After a while, he stopped and made a gesture of crossing his sword fingers and shouted: "Asura ghost, sacrifice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed skeleton began to burn. First, the black robe turned into ashes, and then the entire skeleton ignited with black flames. Soon, the black-robed skeleton was swallowed up by the black flames and turned into a black light. Zheng of Yunjian
On Yunjian's mirror sword, there was a shadow of a black-robed skeleton reflected in it, which made the whole sword's momentum surge again, and an aura of Tao power emitted.
Tang Jinge was a little surprised and said: "Good guy, the aura of the saint's weapon is indeed a good sword!"
"It's too late to regret now!" Fu Zhu He Bo said coldly. At the same time, he raised his right hand, and the Yun Sword fell into his hand obediently. Unlike the Death Scythe, this Yun Sword was not huge, Fu Zhu said. He Bo easily held him in his hand.
Tang Jinge smiled and raised his fingers and said: "I don't regret it at all. Come on, let me see the power of the so-called spiritual weapons." The provocation was evident in his words.
Fu Zhu He Bo was furious when he saw this. He rushed over with Yunjian in hand. With the blessing of the divine sword, his speed and strength increased a lot.
As the saying goes, everything must be reversed when it reaches its extreme. After the aura of resentment, death, illusory power and other negative auras were fused together, a sacred power burst out. The golden light on the Yunjian was very dazzling.
However, the golden light on Tang Jinge's body has dissipated, and his internal strength is completely restrained. At this time, he looks more like an ordinary warrior.
Tang Jinge showed no fear and fought with Fu Zhu He Bo's Yunjian with his two swords in hand. He shouted at the same time: "The twelve fighting spirits are here!"
As soon as Tang Jinge finished speaking, twelve ancient war spirits appeared around him out of thin air. They performed the same actions as Tang Jinge. With the blessing of the twelve war spirits, Tang Jinge effortlessly blocked Yunjian. s attack.
The more Fu Zhu He Bo fought, the more frightened he became. The easy victory he imagined did not appear. As the battle continued, he actually began to fall into a disadvantage.
The fighting spirit in Tang Jinge's eyes became more and more intense. Every time he made a move, more fighting spirit would condense in his body. The substantial fighting spirit gradually turned into invisible flames and burned in Yang Jinge's body.
"Combined fighting spirits!" Tang Jinge gained the upper hand and pursued the victory again. He shouted loudly, and all twelve fighting spirits overlapped with his body.
"Boom!" The fire of fighting spirit in Tang Jinge burned brightly, and the terrifying momentum made Fu Zhu He Bo feel horrified.
"Is this the aura of a grandmaster? How can it be stronger than a saint!" Fu Zhu He Bo looked in disbelief.
What surprised him even more was that, looking at the terrifying flames, his heart was actually dominated by fear, and his body began to lose control.
"Lord Spirit God, please grant me courage and strength!" Fu Zhu He Bo shouted with piety on his face. As if a god really heard his request, Yun Jian automatically broke away from his control and blocked Tang Jinge. before.
