Within five moves, I will make you leave this world forever! ! !
After making such a wild declaration with a smile, Shao Lingxiao did not give anyone more time to react. The tip of his sword was pointed forward to the ground and he had already launched his first move.
The sword shadows flew in all directions, above and below the ground, with a rapid scream as they flew out.
The downward sword shadow disappeared into the ground. The sword shadow flying into the air disappeared in the wind. The sword shadow flying towards the library hit the cornice tiles and the red painted doorposts, like an illusory dream. Integrated into this ancient building.
The shadow of the sword flying toward the people disappeared before they could dodge.
The scene that was originally densely packed with crystal sword shadows circling and shuttled, suddenly became empty.
But between the two confronting peaks, under the high sky, in the world above the high mountain, there is something that is invisible and intangible, only in the details of light, shadow, vegetation, air flow and temperature that seem to change - "Sword "a feeling of!
It has become thicker and thicker, and it is still growing and spreading rapidly, becoming more numerous and grand.
The tip of the flying light sword was raised slightly.
The armored warriors who climbed the mountain, Han Wengong and others, as well as the Huoluo Taoists on the mountain, all invariably felt like they had stumbled and fallen.
Whether they are among the palaces and pavilions, or hiding in the dense forest, when they have this feeling, it is as if they have fallen out of the real environment and come to the boundless darkness. .
This place is like the deep sea, like the night sky, there are stars in the distance, like schools of fish, the slight cold passing through the skin, the flash of light passing by the corners of the eyes, the emptiness and loneliness that can be tasted between the mouth and nose.
All the senses are controlled at a deeper level at the same time, creating a void world that is completely different from reality and so difficult to distinguish.
When everyone was falling rapidly, the stars in the distance came into view, changing from silence to sound, whistling and whirling past, bringing mysterious and fleeting cold tones, and increasingly grand and grand melody.
Flying light! !
Flying light! ! !
Many armored soldiers have forgotten why they are here, and just turn over during the fall, chasing the fleeting time with their eyes, enjoying a freedom that is rare to encounter again in their lives.
Compared to those below the Grandmaster level, the Grandmaster realm is overwhelming in all aspects, but the biggest difference is the telepathic power such as Thousand Mile Soul Locking and Divine Will Sweeping.
Generally speaking, among reincarnators, the overall quality of living things can be roughly divided into four aspects: mind, spirit, entity, and energy. Entity and energy are very different and easy to distinguish.
The nature of the mind and spirit are very similar. Most of them originate from thinking organs such as the brain, or souls and spiritual bodies. The distinction between them is not so clear.
For Guan Luoyang, today was also the first time he realized that there could be such an obvious difference between the two.
Although the mind method has the word "heart" in it, strictly speaking, it is more focused on spiritual power, and the characteristics of the master's realm are truly spiritual.
In the absence of Qi as a medium, this telepathic power has limited destructive power on physical objects.
But when it comes to stimulating the senses, the myriad phenomena caused by the power of telepathy are vast, ever-changing, and provide endless fantastic experiences. They are so delicate that ordinary mental power cannot reach them.
Before today, people could not even imagine that they could instantly learn so many details in the changes in color, light, shadow and music without passing out.
They even felt that every pore of their body, mind, and soul was expanding, and they eagerly accepted everything here.
Live here in the morning and die in the evening!
'Being free from everything, such an intoxicating freedom, what a wonderful experience! '
Guan Luoyang was thinking as he fell and drifted, 'However, such things can only be embellishments in my life...'
'What I have heard and seen has always been something that is not so pure, not so lofty, not so integrated, and so selfless. It was only after hearing such stories that I made my subsequent decisions and actions. '
Behind this absolute pure vastness, there should be something like that, and he should be able to hear it.
Boom! !
There was a murmur in the glorious music, a heartbeat.
The heartbeat is filled with the real reason of that sword, stripped of the disguise of the intention, the heart of the person who wields the sword when he swings it.
A bit of joyful fighting spirit, a bit of sadness, a bit of joking about everything... and a bit of hatred.
Guan Luoyang stopped falling, and with that little fire in his eyes, he saw reality.
Master Tianfang did not sink in such a feeling. Shengxue in white clothes had already made a move while the opponent raised his sword.
The silhouette of the figure on the broken bridge was like a spiraling snow-white storm, leaving bright traces of light as it danced in the air.
The densely intertwined traces of light seem to be responding to an invisible, unintentional, and ubiquitous offensive in the four directions of nature.
With each shadow of his palm, he scattered and grabbed part of the energy in the air, and pressed it in the same direction.
Gradually, a huge sword-shaped sharp edge was forced to appear under the pressure of his palm.
Although only a small section of the sword tip is exposed, the width of this colorless giant sword is already about seven feet, and it is as tall as a person when placed horizontally. The sword body is still hidden in the void. I don’t know where it should be. What an amazing look.
Judging from its direction, this sword obviously extends from Shao Lingxiao.
Only Guan Luoyang and the few other people who had woken up could see that when the sword showed part of its shape, it was a symbol that Shao Lingxiao's first move had been broken.
From being formless and insubstantial, being everywhere, it was forcibly compressed into something tangible and substantial, confined to a corner. The next step is... smash, smash, smash, smash!
When another palm print fell, starting from the tip of the giant sword, many palm prints sunk into the air and exploded.
The colorless giant sword broke repeatedly.
Looking at Shao Lingxiao on the edge of the cliff, the sword shadows had dispersed one after another before. At this time, it seemed that even the human existence had dispersed into nature. All he saw was a black robe, suddenly fluttering and disappearing, disappearing out of thin air.
Only about four feet long, extremely bright sword light was seen, suddenly piercing through the bursting air waves, appeared in front of Master Tianfang, and slashed his face with a sword.
"The second move."
"A useless agreement!"
Master Tianfang didn't care about the other party's so-called five-move verbal inducement, neither he was happy nor angry.
As the leader of Laojun Mountain, my responsibility is to recapture Laojun Mountain.
In his mind, there is no difference between an enemy's agreement and the opponent's sword or palm.
Master Tianfang gave up his upper body slightly, and struck the sword light from both sides with his platinum-like arms, with the landing points of his palms slightly staggered.
In the past, no one dared to use flesh and blood to block the magical sword in the hands of the grandmaster, but today, it seems that the flying sword is unwilling to be hit hard by such two palms.
Both the enemy and ourselves, even the two people who are taking action, don't know. If such a scene really occurs, which one will be the first to be cut with blood on Tian Fang's palms, or whether Fei Guang's thin sword body will be unable to withstand it first? Live the ultimate foundation of five-fold reversal.
The faint black robe disappeared in the void, and the sword light disappeared, and appeared in the heart in a flash. Master Tianfang stepped aside, and the clothes on his chest were broken by the sword energy.
The sword light flashed again and again in various vital points on the body of Master Tianfang, including his Dantian, waist, throat, eyes, Baihui on the top of his head, and the jade pillow on the back of his head. He stabbed more than ten swords in succession along the gaps in each spine, and even on his ankles and hamstrings. between.
The black-clothed figures that flickered and appeared were like ghosts and alien beings that escaped the sounds of the air. However, such swords were all deflected by Master Tianfang to avoid and block them. His palms blocked and protected, and his platinum fingers blocked and collapsed. bomb.
This time the fight was not as energetic as before. All the power was concentrated in a small area, and every move was filled with a long-lasting aura of will.
So much so that in the midst of a fierce fight, the two of them had fought their way back from the edge of the broken bridge to a position close to the summit square, but they left countless "images" of their fight on the broken bridge.
Hundreds of white-gold palms and fingers stayed in the air in various mysterious postures, stopping at the moment they touched the flying light sword.
So you can clearly see that some have a sword blade under their palms, and some have a sword tip between their fingers.
There was even an image of a foot that slightly lifted off the ground and hit the spine of the sword.
These things are all created in an instant, and such a round of attack and defense is just a move no matter who looks at it.
In the midst of a flawless defense, Tianfang Zhenren seized a sliver of room for maneuver. His hands suddenly changed alternately, and he instantly made five palm prints.
Four of the palm prints are all single palms, but the palm print at the top of the five-seal structure is a strike of two palms combined.
The trajectories of the five palm prints each have their own direction, and they will merge into one three feet away during the forward bombardment.
The ultimate move of the Five Elements Destruction Palm.
Golden Wind White Emperor, the Prime Minister of Ten Thousand Wars!
When Master Tianfang performed this move, the body-protecting power all over his body was condensed to the extreme. The secret power of the secret door in his mind interacted fiercely with the body-protecting power, causing a mysterious silver-white vertical line to appear on his forehead.
The vertical lines seemed to go up and down, and two slightly curved arcs hooked together, creating a small spindle-shaped pattern on the hooked piece of skin.
Such lines gave his appearance an indescribable sense of sanctity at this moment, as if the god who truly dominated the war had descended.
At this time, no matter how unpredictable the opponent's movements are, no matter where he is wandering, as long as this palm is blasted out, Shao Lingxiao will definitely appear in the most powerful position and be knocked out of the void.
Shao Lingxiao appeared in advance, with a flying smile on his lips, and held out a sword.
The short distance between them seemed to be extended because of his action of passing the sword, so that there was enough space to echo all the traces left by their previous battles.
Those platinum-colored palm prints and fingerprints, the looming sword shape, and even the halos that had dispersed during the first confrontation between Master Tianfang and the giant sword actually condensed and gathered again. stand up.
The cry resounded on the broken bridge, and the surrounding power turned into a substantial dragon. It was small and exquisite, but had a majestic head and horns. It was full of power that could level mountains and rivers. It slowly wrapped around the sword body and moved forward. Swim away.
The Demon Sect's treasure book of suppressing the sect, "The Sword Art of Life and Death" is the first of its kind. The dragon cries thousands of miles away!
The dragon head and the tip of the sword are combined, forming a five-palm-in-one Golden Wind and White Emperor style without any fancy!
Heaven, open it.
The dark clouds dispersed in shock, and there seemed to be flower petals and fragrant rain floating in the light that penetrated the dark clouds, slowly falling towards the world.
There is a circular portal, which opens at the end of the light. The frame is carved with unclear figures of mythical beasts and immortal officials, in various poses, extremely solemn and elegant, and full of ancient meaning.
The aftermath of the fight between the two peerless masters on the mountain seemed to naturally turn into a beam of light that was thrown into the portal.
The portal in the sky trembled slightly. When people on the ground first looked at it, they thought it was only about ten feet in diameter. But after a blink of an eye, when they looked over, the door to the void had expanded several times.
Master Yu Tu, who was resting in Xiushuo City far away, looked at Laojun Mountain and was silent.
Under the gate of Shaolin Temple, many monks looked at the scene in the sky in the distance in shock or confusion.
Zen Master Pingxin's hesitant tone could not conceal his shock: "Is that..."
"The Heavenly Gate appears and shatters the void!"
The deceased abbot was leaning on the Tanhua Zen staff, the beard on his chin was trembling, and he announced the name of the Buddha, "Amitabha!! We don't wait for the next hour, all the disciples will set off immediately."
He was talking about the disciples, but it seemed that he was not even prepared to wait for these disciples.
Among the Shaolin stunts, he chased the cicada with eight steps, following him like a shadow. The light skill of crossing the river with a reed was blended into his body skills. He flew eight steps in the air and flew several miles away, just like throwing an electric flying star.
In the sky.
The scene inside the door was originally deep and calm, blue and black, with nothing visible, but after this expansion, it started to rotate slightly.
The huge suction force visible to the naked eye acted on Shao Lingxiao and Tianfang Zhenren, causing the black and white robes to fly upward and make a rolling sound.
The strength and will of the two of them reached the peak of their lifetimes. Whether it was Shao Lingxiao or the seemingly indifferent Zhenren Tianfang, they could no longer hide the boiling fighting spirit in their hearts at this moment.
Across thousands of mountains and seas, in the entire world, in this world, at this moment, only the person opposite stands side by side with me.
Only the person opposite is the same as myself.
Shao Lingxiao had an impulse in his heart that almost destroyed all his previous plans. He would decide a real winner with Tianfang right here.
At the same time, Master Tianfang also understood the other party's intention.
In the fierce collision of their wills, they can almost understand the fragments of each other's thoughts.
Master Tianfang roared loudly, and a halo of green, red, black, and yellow colors surged from behind, faintly converging into a vortex of Tai Chi outline, and came closer to his body.
The fifth level of reversal was already the limit, but he wanted to try the four-color power of reverse luck again outside his body.
Power as vast as the sky pushed his palm forward suddenly. His left hand was directly pierced by the flying light sword, but without any hesitation, he pushed his palm to the guard of the flying light sword. He clasped the hilt of the sword with his five fingers and held it tightly. Shao Lingxiao's sword-holding hand.
The platinum right palm with the power of four colors blasted towards Shao Lingxiao.
Shao Lingxiao shifted his body a little and took the initiative to make his heart meet the palm. The distance between them was already too close. With such a change, even Master Tianfang had no time to modify the trajectory of his appearance.
You can almost see that Shao Lingxiao's entire heart was exploded by this palm, and a blood hole was blasted out behind him, but the blood seemed to have a luster of mercury and ink, and it was pulled out together.
Blood splashed far away behind him, and the luster of ink and mercury suddenly solidified into a square-handled Taoist sword stuck diagonally on the ground.
Shao Lingxiao groaned in pain, and at that moment he slapped his left hand on Master Tianfang's body. The force of his palm divided into twenty-eight places, instantly lighting up twenty-eight star acupuncture points.
The constellations are arranged around the sky, turned upside down and mixed together.
"Are you so reluctant to send you to ascend?"
All the acupuncture points outside Master Tianfang's body immediately felt a huge pressure like the pressure of deep sea water.
The cold true power of the Demon Cult could not invade his body immediately, but it was tightly connected with his acupoints and attached to his body.
The suction force of Tianmen suddenly weakened on Shao Lingxiao, but increased dramatically on Zhenren Tianfang, making his body like a meteor flying backwards, rising from the ground and flying away at a very fast speed.
"Shao Lingxiao!"
A giant platinum palm the size of two people pressed down in the air.
Ye Motian flew over and intercepted the palm force.
The palm force struck from a height of a hundred feet must have been worn out a lot when it reached here. Even so, Ye Motian, who took the palm with all his strength, felt that his muscles and bones were shaking violently, and he suddenly hit the ground of the square.
Shao Lingxiao swayed, struck the ground with his sword, and knelt down half-kneeling. Thick blood flowed continuously from the hole in his heart, and his voice was hoarse.
"Ha, if you are so angry, then I will be even more determined."
Having said that, he looked up at the figure flying towards the Tianmen, but there was regret as deep as the abyss in his eyes.
"Guan Luoyang!!!"
Guan Luoyang was about to take action when he suddenly heard a message from Master Tianfang.
"he wants……"
The final tone of the sound transmission is stretched until it is difficult to hear.
Guan Luoyang's eyesight was exhausted and he saw that Master Tianfang was completely enveloped in the rich light of Tianmen. Although he opened his mouth, no sound came through.
He saw blazing anger appearing on Tian Fang's face.
The next moment, between the nine heavens and the sky, there was a scene that all those who paid attention to Tianmen would never forget.
The white-robed Taoist who was about to ascend raised his head and waved his palms...
It hit the border of Tianmen! ! !
The Tianmen shook, and there was a clear sound that was not sure to be real, but the figure that was rising rapidly actually slowed down.
Lying in the pit, Ye Motian's pupils shrank, and the pause of the white-robed figure was only a very short time, but it was so long.
Finally, he rose again, crossed the Tianmen, and disappeared without a trace.
The remaining light of Tianmen only shines on Shao Lingxiao, and the suction force is still pulling his robe.
Shao Lingxiao was half-kneeling, thrusting his sword into the ground. Even though the heartless body's breathing became weaker and weaker, it still refused to respond to Tianguang's guidance.
The giant centipede riding on the black mist soared over, and Xu Hongmei was sent there by Taoist Sumu. She chanted a mantra and was about to fall towards Shao Lingxiao with one finger.
Guan Luoyang is approaching.
All the masters from Xiushuo City exploded with all their strength, flew into the air, and charged towards the square.
