The cold sword light traveled across a distance of tens of thousands of feet and struck in front of the water shield in an instant.
"Puff."
Sensing the sword light approaching, the nine dragon heads on the water shield seemed to come alive for an instant. Eighteen lantern-sized aqua blue eyes looked at the approaching sword light, and then the nine dragon heads He opened his mouth wide and spit out nine extremely thick walls of water that blocked the sword light.
"break!"
He Ping'an pointed his sword at a point, and the magic power in his body was running wildly, pouring into the fairy sword like a tide. Between the sky and the earth, there was only a white sword light and the Nine Dragons Water Spirit Shield blocking the tip of the sword.
"Wow!"
Without any hesitation, the nine extremely thick water walls only blocked the Yaizhen Immortal Sword for a breath, and then were penetrated by the sword light. The water wall collapsed instantly and turned into a wave of waves falling from the air.
Immediately afterwards, the white sword light pierced directly into the Nine Dragons Water Spirit Shield. However, the sword light that had been invincible before seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. It rushed left and right, but it was still unable to penetrate the Nine Dragons Water Spirit Shield. .
"Well done, Fellow Witch God!"
"I will come to help you right away!"
The blood law practiced by the Blood Demon Taoist Master was extremely afraid of thunder. After so long, most of the golden thunder light was cleared away. He was about to free his hands and hurriedly spoke to encourage the Witch God.
"Don't worry, Fellow Blood Demon, he can't escape."
The Witch God was confident and continued to say to He Ping'an: "Dragon-riding Martial Saint, I advise you not to waste your efforts anymore. This nine-dragon water spirit shield of mine is my understanding of the water system Taoism for thousands of years. How can it be easily broken?" It's open?"
"Yeah?"
An unpredictable smile appeared on He Pingan's face, and with a thought in his mind, many sword moves that his clone Ximen Chuixue had understood flowed through his mind one by one.
The ruthless sword of Huaguang!
It was Ximen Chuixue's life-saving move. He Ping'an shook his head slightly. Unfortunately, he was not a heartless person like Ximen Chuixue who abandoned love. After all, he could not exert the maximum power of this sword move.
There is also a sweet and charming water snake waist and a noble and beautiful princess waiting for him at home. How can he really end his love like Ximen Chuixue?
Especially in this world, there are still so many beauties waiting for you to explore.
For example, the fair-skinned and beautiful little white dragon was almost captured by his own clone.
I heard that in the Demon Realm, Qingqiu Country, where the nine-tailed demon fox is located, has an extremely large number of vixens. How can you show off your skills unless you capture a vixen?
Therefore, facing such Jedi, this sword move that cannot exert its full power is extremely useless.
Thinking of this, He Pingan's sword moves suddenly changed. If this is the case, then use this move!
I saw his figure suddenly rushing high into the sky, only to find that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, surrounded by an invisible current, which reduced his speed by 80%.
It was the water restriction arranged by the Witch God that came into play.
"Dragon Riding Martial Saint, you can't run away!"
The Witch God had a look on his face, and in a flash, he came first, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of He Pingan, blocking his way.
Within this restriction, he could use the water aura everywhere around him to perform water escape techniques.
"Well done!"
There was a cold light in He Ping'an's eyes, and the Yaizhen Immortal Sword in his hand turned into a rainbow, and his body disappeared into the sword light, like a startling ray of lightning, or like a rainbow through the sky, piercing straight towards the Witch God.
The strike of the sword was brilliant and swift, with a sword energy that chilled even the bone marrow. The sword's edge was so terrifying that it could not be resisted!
The man and the sword have completely merged into one. The light of the sword is like a flying rainbow, brilliant and rapid. There is no change, not even a back move. All the mana in the body is melted into this sword. There are times when there is no change. is the best change.
Flying fairy from heaven!
Seeing this sword move, the Witch God's expression changed drastically. In his eyes, this sword was formed before the move was made, and the spirit stayed after the move was made, so that the hardness became the softest, and the unchanged turned into change.
It seemed that it was no longer just a sword, but the wrath of the God of Thunder, a thunderous strike of thousands of lightnings.
"Crash!"
The endless water spirit energy merged into the Nine Dragons Water Spirit Shield in front of him like a desperate effort. The water shield quickly became thicker as if it had taken a big tonic.
At the same time, the nine water dragons became extremely solid, as if they were alive and full of intelligence. They sprayed countless water auras at the sword, trying to slow down the sword's movement.
However, everything came to an abrupt end in an instant.
Silently, the cold sword light passed through the nine water dragons. The water dragons turned into lifelike ice dragons in an instant. Then the sword intent raged and the ice dragons directly turned into pieces.
Then the sword light slashed through the water spirit shield, and the water vapor that was just like a quagmire was completely frozen by the extremely cold sword intent. As the golden light passed by, the water spirit shield first turned into a huge and thick ice shield, and then emerged from the middle of the shield. Smooth cracked in half.
"This is impossible!"
The magic weapon in the witch god's hand turned sharply, and the staff was just raised, making it easier for the swords to collide.
"Ding"
The staff, which had been with the Witch God for tens of thousands of years and was made of various fairy materials, made a crisp sound, and then was cut off by the cold sword light.
In the witch god's frightened and incomprehensible expression, the cold sword intent instantly passed over his body, and then completely froze his entire body. The witch god who had been in the northern wilderness for thousands of years was completely transformed into a crystal clear ice sculpture.
"Uh-huh!"
He Pingan's body turned into a golden light and came to the ice cube of the Witch God. Then he stretched out his right hand slowly and quickly, and gently touched the forehead of the Ice Sculpture of the Witch God.
"Creak."
The ice sculpture of the Witch God made a crisp sound, and then the entire ice sculpture cracked inch by inch with the center of the Witch God's eyebrows as the center.
The Witch God, who had been in Beimang for thousands of years, turned into a tiny ice cube in an instant and completely shattered.
In front of He Ping An, there is no one blocking the way.
"call"
He Ping'an calmed down his somewhat disordered breathing slightly, and the golden light on his body surged, shrouding Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng, and he was about to lead the two people behind him out of the restriction arranged by the Witch God.
As long as he leaves here, he can send these two oil bottles away first, and then make a long-term plan on how to rescue the Daxuan army below.
However, at this moment, He Pingan suddenly felt a pain in his body, as if two sharp weapons penetrated his entire body from behind.
"puff"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth instantly, and he couldn't help but stumbled forward two steps. Only then did he see two long swords, one black and one white, piercing his body directly from behind and coming out from his lower abdomen. The sword tip was bloody.
"Is it you?"
He Ping'an turned his head with disbelief. The two long swords just now were the Yin and Yang magic swords of the Chongyang True Immortal.
"We.didn't have."
As for Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng, they were trembling all over, speaking intermittently, and looking straight at their hands, as if they couldn't believe that the two swords just now were stabbed by them themselves.
"Hahahaha, Dragon Riding Martial Saint, you have protected the human race for many years. I didn't expect that I would betray you!"
The Blood Demon Taoist finally completely eliminated all the golden thunder at this time, and jumped up from below with a huge wave of blood.
Not far away, at a place where the water spiritual power was particularly strong, a vague figure flashed out.
When it first appeared, it was still a body made up of countless water auras, but as the water auras continued to flow in, the blurry body gradually became clear, and then turned into the appearance of the witch god.
"He Ping'an, do you think you can kill me like this?"
The Witch God flashed and reappeared behind He Pingan, forming a pincer attack with the Blood Demon.
Within this restriction, as long as he consumes some of his origin, he can reorganize his body at will in danger.
The soul is immortal and the body is not destroyed!
"You guys are so insidious."
He Pingan covered the wound on his stomach and tried to pull out the two long swords on it, but it seemed that the Dantian had been injured, and even the two long swords could not be forced out of the body.
"It's only strange that you trust them too much!"
The Blood Demon was sure of victory at this time. He came to He Pingan's side and asked with a smile: "Does the feeling of betrayal feel good?"
He Ping'an sat cross-legged in the void, his head lowered, as if he was thinking about something, without saying a word.
"Martial Saint, we don't want to kill you, but we don't know why we suddenly couldn't control our hands just now."
Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng were at a loss and quickly explained.
If the two of them hadn't suddenly lost control, they might have been out of danger and left here.
When they thought of this, the two of them felt so remorseful that they wanted to cut off their hands.
"Noisy!"
The Blood Demon waved his sleeves, and a wave of blood rose into the sky, sending the two of them flying away.
"puff"
As soon as the two people came into contact with the blood wave, they seemed to have been hit hard, and countless blood spurted out, and their complexions suddenly turned golden and purple.
With just one move, the two of them were seriously injured.
"Ha ha ha ha."
At this moment, He Pingan, who had been silent, lowered his head and laughed.
"why are you laughing?"
Gorefiend asked in confusion. At this moment, Gorefiend couldn't figure out why He Ping An dared to laugh.
(End of chapter)
