Rumble.
Exploded with a bang.
Huge waves surged into the sky.
A straight thin line seemed to be cut out of the sea. The water on both sides was as smooth and bright as a mirror. The waves rushed to both sides, making a soul-stirring roar of the sea.
Dao Chi Mo Wen shook his head slightly, as if he really wanted to "see" where the man was hiding. However, after a while, he found no clues and was not discouraged. He just appeared in one step and stood on the water, bending his knees and pointing his fingers. Cross each other, hold the sword upside down, and stab it directly towards the bottom of the sea.
There was a bang.
The sea surface on the shore of the fishing village in the southwest of Zhongzhou seemed to have turned into the bottom of a giant bowl. The sea on both sides rolled over the ground and surged into the sky, while the center directly turned into a hollow where only the sword energy existed.
"Can you hide?" Dao Chi's expression was indifferent, his face was expressionless, and he just kept slashing towards the center with his sword.
The sword energy turned into water dragons and surged forward to both sides, roaring in the sea water. It seemed that he had made up his mind that if the jade talisman did not come out, he would crush it to pieces with the sword energy.
Repeat eighteen times.
Then eighteen water dragons rushed out of the bottom of the sea and continued to wreak havoc.
After counting the breaths.
A roaring and crashing sound came from somewhere deep under the sea.
The jade symbol suddenly exploded out of the water and rose into the sky, followed by eighteen water dragons.
The rather embarrassed old man snorted coldly, pinched the talisman with his right hand, and chanted quickly in his mouth. The ground on the shore exploded, and brown trees rose into the sky, protecting the old man tightly.
The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.
Water source tree.
The water dragon that was originally like an unstoppable ocean instantly turned into pools of sea water, blended into the palm trees, and returned to the ground together.
At the same time, Yu Fuzi revealed the earth talisman that had been prepared in the air with his left hand, and the talisman turned into dots of starlight and blended into the wood.
Like ordering troops on the battlefield.
Dao Chi Mo Wen was about to draw his sword, but he frowned and saw the ground starting to shake in all directions, and countless figures crawling out of the ground like dead corpses.
The corpses had a gaunt figure, their arms hung straight between their knees, and their facial features were stiff and indifferent. They surrounded him, densely packed, and gave off a sense of eeriness.
"You turned out to be a living dead person who had a sliver of intelligence left by you. You kept his soul alive in your body and used violent energy to increase murderous intent. These methods... In fact, you have a great future in the land of Qianchuan. Why switch to another place? He said."
Mo Wen's face was expressionless, but the meaning revealed in his words was full of teasing and ridicule.
Yu Fuzi twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
These living dead were all the sacrifices he found when he traveled around the ancient tombs of the five continents. Most of them were poor people who were detained or trained by people from Qianchuan Land or the Demonic Way using evil methods.
Some of the corpses had great resentment before they died, so the more lethal they were, they were the best materials for the corpse-controlling technique in Fu Dao, so it was natural for Yu Fuzi to take them into his pocket.
Yu Fuzi never believed that he was a so-called righteous person, and he acted without any taboos. He killed the monsters who were refining corpses. Even if he gave these corpses an explanation, as for re-refining these corpses that had no intelligence at all afterwards, Naturally, there is no psychological burden at all.
This is the principle of making the best use of things.
The one hundred and thirty-two corpses in front of him were Yu Fuzi's trump card.
Jade Talisman formed a seal with his hands, and the ethereal black energy emanated from the body like a shadow. The eyes of the dead bodies lit up for an instant, emitting a frightening light like mung beans. He rushed forward.
Nearly a hundred corpses seemed to be attacking the city on the battlefield. They looked slow, but in fact they were extremely fast. Their bodies were hard and they felt no pain. It was like more than a hundred powerful warriors attacking at the same time.
This kind of battle can even capture a second-rate sect on the spiritual wasteland in a short period of time. Even the great practitioners of the upper three realms must avoid its edge at that moment.
Dao Chi Mowen stood alone in the middle, looking at the extremely destructive hundreds of dead bodies charging in all directions.
Standing with his sword in his hand, his face expressionless.
Charge and fight on the battlefield.
The sword repair power is like breaking bamboo.
Buddha's cultivation is as immovable as a mountain.
Confucianism cultivators talk about it.
Taoism, tranquility and harmony.
However, the sword cultivators of Broken Blade Mountain are not afraid of death, and what they do is to trade lives for lives.
The more lives and deaths you experience, the more powerful your spirit becomes.
When it comes to charging into battle, what do these hundreds of corpses add up to?
One person, one knife.
sufficient!
next moment.
With Dao Chi as the center of the circle, waves of air began to rotate and spread outward, and an unparalleled heavy momentum spread throughout the world.
Yu Fuzi looked at this scene with squinted eyes. There was no emotion on the surface, but in fact, he had hit rock bottom in his heart.
The way of talismans in the world is the most mysterious and magical. If you meet a practitioner from other monastic paths, the jade talisman will naturally have countless ways to deal with it, and you can naturally escape even if you are defeated.
However, Sword Cultivator is of the same line as Sword Cultivator, who follows a path similar to that of breaking through ten thousand spells with one sword, but his murderous intent is even stronger. If the gap in realms were not too large, then even he would feel like he has mastered ten thousand spells. But the feeling of powerlessness that cannot be exerted.
What's more important is that he can't run away from this fight.
Once he is the first to fall behind in the competition, not to mention once he falls into the inferior position in terms of mental confrontation, Dao Chi Mo Wen's sword will be more and more dangerous to him. Only in this way, he will inevitably be forced by Dao Chi to leave the Dao Sect. Getting further and further away from the dangerous position, and then he was attacked and killed by the land of Qianchuan.
Either way, it will be death.
Unless we can successfully get rid of the sword madness, or simply smash this world to pieces and alert those beings deep in the Dao Sect, there will be hope for life.
While Yu Fuzi was thinking about it, he realized that most of the corpses were already dead or injured.
Looking from the sky, he could only see the big circle in front of the old man, with dense layers of living dead rushing toward the center.
Don't ask if you are crazy about swords. One person cuts with one sword, without using the spiritual energy of the world at all. He only relies on the pure and tyrannical sword skills. There are countless corpses all around. The corpses are scattered all over the field. The living dead did not turn into a mess until they were chopped into pieces. Meat lay feebly piled on the ground.
The man with the knife had no expression on his face and just hacked the corpses to the ground one by one. This scene was full of unspeakable blood and uncanny valley.
"It's your turn."
I don't know how long it took, but Mo Wen looked at Yu Fuzi again from the bottomless hole on his face.
The old man smiled slightly, and hundreds of black talismans appeared in the air.
Yu Fuzi suddenly shouted: "Let's go!"
The talismans exploded in mid-air, dust dispersed, and a deafening roar was heard.
When the thick dust was dispersed by Mo Wen, Yu Fuzi's figure had disappeared in mid-air, and then there was a black shadow like a beam of light, speeding away from him towards the rear.
The burly blind man just twitched his lips in disdain and paid no attention to the black shadow. He jumped up high and struck the ground where the old man was standing with a domineering backhand knife.
For some reason, the figure of Yu Fuzi appeared from mid-air as if out of thin air. He blocked the knife with one hand. At the same time, the whole person did not move forward but retreated. Bright white lights lit up on the two fingers of his right hand, and they clicked on Mo Wen like a dragonfly touching water. forehead.
There is a cloud in the talisman, all laws are laws, one dream has three thousand.
next moment.
Dao Chi Mo Wen's whole body froze, his face dull, as if he had completely lost consciousness.
Sweat dripped from Yu Fuzi's forehead, and he exhaled heavily, but without the slightest intention of slacking off, he made seals with his hands and whispered softly: "Life is a big dream, honor and disgrace are all clouds and smoke, you might as well take this opportunity Opportunity to dream for thousands of years, to live a lifetime again, to untie the knot in my heart."
Dao Chi remained motionless.
Yu Fuzi breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone knows that female sword immortals have extremely high killing power and are not easy to mess with as gods in the third realm. However, who knows the strength of the sword madman who has been expelled from Broken Blade Mountain long ago?
It's actually better than the sword immortal.
"It seems there's still time to go back and drink." Yu Fuzi was relieved.
But the next moment.
The old man raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of panic and astonishment.
But there was no time to make the slightest move.
I saw a sharp sword piercing his chest straight from the front, and then broke out from the back, leaving only the bloody tip.
