The demon sect's revenge plan is actually not complicated. Before, it was just the local martial arts figures who limited their vision, so that all the masters did not think about bombarding Tianmen at first.
After all, Shattering the Void has been the pursuit of countless masters for thousands of years. People with martial arts wisdom are thinking about how to contact Tianmen earlier and how to cross Tianmen more easily.
Throughout the ages, there have been too few people who had the leisure to weigh the importance of Tianmen. There is probably only one case of someone who has actually decided to do it.
However, if you eliminate the difference in vision and look at their plan with an equal and fearless attitude, you will find that there is still a big flaw in this plan, that is - if the Tianmen is really bombed, Shao Lingxiao He didn't give himself a planned retreat.
At that time, he must have suffered a severe loss. The demon mutants of the Demon Cult and the foreign aid of the Samsara Team were all showing their cards. There were no more variables. And there was no way that people from Datang would be there. In that case, giving up the fight will only lead to fighting with a more determined attitude.
At that time, the Demon Sect seemed to be in the desperate situation of being besieged by a large army and about to collapse the building.
This is what Shao Lingxiao wants.
He just wanted to rearrange the scene ten years ago and give himself a chance to make a new choice.
Now that the plan has been blocked, the dangerous situation has come earlier than expected. However, this is not a bad thing. This way, it is more like back then.
The sword energy tornado is shining brightly.
Originally, the water-colored sword shadow of the leader of the Demon Cult was as clear as glass, and the sword energy was not very bright, as if it was just a slightly reflective surface of water under the early morning sky.
But now this sword whirlwind is shining brightly in the dark night. Anyone who looks in this direction can see a rotating and expanding light column.
Then, the beam of light suddenly shook violently, as if its foundation had been knocked out of place by a huge force. .
Bang! ! ! !
Guan Luoyang swung his fist into the sword energy tornado. All the sword energy at the base of the whirlwind light column was shattered by the power of his fist and expelled by the wind and thunder airflow he carried around him.
Like a few rays of phantom light, the Feiguang Sword returned to Shao Lingxiao's body and met Guan Luoyang's fist with his palm.
The dense layers of sword energy in front of his palm were like thousands of fine and flowing crystal threads, shuttling back and forth, causing violent sword sounds during the friction.
Although under the bombardment of the fist, a large gap appeared between the fine sword wires, and there were many signs of broken sword wires, the whole was not destroyed. The swimming sword wires absorbed the power of the punch. It is constantly divided and becomes smaller, and friction carries it away to other places.
But this time, the force of the punch that hit Shao Lingxiao's palm neither pursued penetration nor turned hardness into softness.
Guan Luoyang took a lunge step, and the fist on the opponent's palm pushed forward again. A dull loud sound was transmitted from inside his body, especially his shoulders, elbows, and wrists.
The Hiden Armor has protective accessories at these joints. At this time, those accessories are trembling and glowing stimulated by the energy bursting inside. The increase in armor makes these three joints, from the shoulders to the wrists, in turn. Swing out a circle of slow light waves with a strong sense of power.
In Shao Lingxiao's feeling, the power of the punch bombarding him surged three times in a row.
It's like the scene of a flood hitting a dam. There is no buffer from the incoming and outgoing tides. As soon as a wave hits, a bigger wave comes. The sound of the tide ranges from the sound of water to thunder, to the roar of a dragon and the collapse of the sky. loud noise.
Moreover, the surging tide around Guan Luoyang was composed of surging cyan flame heat energy.
The divine phoenix bathes in the fire, and the dragon rises from the shore!
"Pursuing victory? I want your life!!"
The sword armor in front of Shao Lingxiao's palm shattered, his wrist moved back, his elbow bent, his shoulder trembled, and his body turned sideways.
The sword energy that formed the whirlwind just now also collapsed from above and backward, like a brilliant avalanche filled with light and dust.
And among these sword energy flowing like snow, a stream split and swelled.
From the rush of sword energy to the galloping of a human form, the sword energy actually formed multiple vague and glowing humanoid outlines, wearing dancing robes, charging towards the imperial city.
Lu Gu'an was startled when he saw a light and shadow coming before his eyes. The typhoid sword technique in the family swordsmanship, which was used to turn warm and cold at first, struck straight with the slightly thick sword.
The light and shadow pointed together like a sword, and the fingertips hit the tip of the sword without hesitation. Looking carefully, the figure's facial features were unclear, and even the hair and clothes were made of sword energy threads.
Lu Gu'an, who had been fighting fiercely for a long time, was fully charged with any sword strike at this moment. He did not dare to be careless. As soon as the sword and sword finger collided, the light and shadow in front of him suddenly collapsed, taking away Lu Gu'an's safety. This burst of power buzzed away.
Lu Guan's body was empty, he stumbled forward, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful! Once these things confront each other, they will immediately seize the true energy, which is much more violent than the previous sword intention."
Those who entered the first-class realm in the Chang'an family all encountered such attacks. Lu Guan said it was too late.
On the contrary, his younger brother Lu Pingdong was too convinced by him. Hearing his warning, he subconsciously deflected the sword move in order to avoid a direct confrontation. As a result, as soon as the sword deflected, the white light sword finger struck his shoulder. A bloody hole appeared, and the entire right arm was blown off.
A large amount of blood spurted out. Lu Pingdong's face suddenly turned pale when he was attracted by the sword energy figure. Before he could scream, he felt a coldness running through his heart, even to his dantian. The true energy used blood as the medium, flowing from his right shoulder. All the wounds were gone and he lost consciousness on the spot.
Multiple sword energy figures, leaving quickly and coming back even faster, bumped into Shao Lingxiao's back one after another. All the skills they carried were rushed into the sword armor, and the crystal clear and vivid sword energy cocoon was mixed with a little blood. .
With this superimposition, the impact force from behind Shao Lingxiao withstood Guan Luoyang's punch, and with a straightening of his arm, he pushed Guan Luoyang back.
Guan Luoyang also refused to retreat too far. He dropped his back foot, the ground shook, and the chaotic changes in gravity, mixed with flames and lightning, blasted towards Shao Lingxiao again.
Six potentials and three divine weapons were constantly overlapping in his body, exerted through the amplification of Feiying Armor, causing his strength to rise again and again, and each time it seemed to rise to the point that even his own body could withstand it. Unable to live.
After Shao Lingxiao said the word "not retreat", he gave up a lot of room for changes, and every time he faced Guan Luoyang's offensive head-on.
Therefore, Guan Luoyang also abandoned Zhou Tian's artistic conception of firmness and softness, positive and negative buffering, and only pursued becoming stronger and more fierce each time.
More and more sword energy spread out from behind Shao Lingxiao. Many of them could not maintain their human form and just scattered in the air.
In the process of attacking the Abyssal One, everyone had to suffer the interference of the sword energy, even Gu Lanxiang, the deceased Abbot and the Queen were no exception.
The queen scolded, and threw out so many pieces of paper with word puzzles from nowhere. Infused with the power of the master realm, she flew and cut, temporarily isolating the sword energy that attacked this area.
The four divine weapon holders and the Abbot of the Past have completely suppressed the Abyssal Ones, and the nine poisonous scorpion tails have been cut off.
The four giant fists fought against the spirited abbot, causing internal bones to break, and pure Buddhist energy seeping into them, hindering regeneration.
Gu Lanxiang smashed open the Centipede Flying Sword with one stick, jumped up high, and struck again with another stick, breaking a large number of bone spurs on the top of the Abyssal One's head, causing his forehead to be dented.
The arrow rain outside the city struck again. It must be that those in the Guanzhong Wulin had lost too much energy and could no longer keep up. This time, only about twenty arrows flew.
But this number was enough to beat up the drowned dog. The arrows were all pierced into the Abyssal One, and the zhenqi exploded where the sword was hit, causing patches of different colors to spread on the surface of its body.
Gu Lanxiang threw several wine gourds, smashed them all with one stick in the air, and poured them on the Abyssal One. Another stick, with blazing flames, was about to ignite the wine.
The flame had just risen and suddenly swayed away as if blown by a storm. The wine dried up and was extinguished on the spot.
It turned out that the turbulence of the sword energy in the air doubled, and the four divine weapon holders who were holding the body of the Abyss were all driven away by the sword energy.
"Taoist Master Sumu, there is no point in staying here anymore. Leave here."
The ground under Shao Lingxiao's feet had collapsed like dust. At this moment, he was simply relying on his mind and will to fix himself in the air. But at the moment when his feet completely collapsed, he resisted Guan Luoyang with one hand, and he actually half-turned and pressed back with the other hand. .
In an instant, the sword energy all over the man's body flew and spun, piercing everything around him. The pillars were penetrated, the door panels were beaten like a sieve, holes appeared in the black tiles, and the wall leaked.
Arc-shaped ravines appeared on the ground, expanding larger and larger.
The tall willows by the water's edge also had their branches cut off, and broken green leaves were flying all over the sky.
The armor of the Forbidden Army was vulnerable to such sword energy and they hurriedly retreated.
In front of the collapsed section of the city wall, the entire battlefield where the Abyssal Ones, Queen and others were originally surrounded by circles drawn by these sword energies.
Several times, Gu Lanxiang and the others tried to deliver a fatal blow to the Abyssal Ones, but were hindered by the sudden gathering of swords.
Valley
The Abyssal One moved again, but he crashed into the palace without hesitation. The arrows on his body burst out one after another. The Abyssal One's body fell softly like a mountain of flesh that had lost the support of its bones. Sumu's Yin Qi spirit flew out, stepping on it. On the centipede flying sword, he swept away and went straight into the deep palace.
Now that things have come to this, if he wants to hold the emperor hostage, he may have some room for change.
The queen was eager to follow, but was blocked by the sword energy. Her face turned red with anger, and she turned back to kill Shao Lingxiao.
However, Shao Lingxiao suffered at this moment. He was distracted and his left arm was broken by Guan Luoyang's punch.
"Ha ha!"
Shao Lingxiao laughed twice, fixed the bones of his broken arm with sword energy, and barely parried.
With a flip of Guan Luoyang's hand, his entire left arm was ripped off from his shoulder. Unexpectedly, the sword energy inside the severed arm suddenly began to circulate and condensed into a dark red-black sphere.
Shao Lingxiao flicked his right hand, and the ball exploded in Guan Luoyang's palm, causing him to retreat with a roar.
With only one right arm left, the leader of the Demon Cult concentrated his command and his sword energy in the sky condensed like beads one after another, resisting the killing moves of the queen, monk, and girl.
After the head-on confrontation, the three of them understood what kind of person Guan Luoyang was fighting just now.
The small black bead of sword energy flying in brought not only the heavy pressure concentrated on one point, but also the spiritual will that swept around them, causing their senses to deviate and making them feel that they were everywhere. Pointed at by the unparalleled divine sword.
Anyone who is not as good as Shao Lingxiao will have the premonition that the next moment their skin will be sliced open, their flesh and blood will be cut off, their bones will be sawed off, and they will be cut into powder. Even if it is not real physical damage, it will be torture to the soul. Indescribable.
But Guan Luoyang could withstand such oppression and become more courageous as he fought. How could the deceased Abbot and the others retreat in just one move.
After the three of them responded to the black bead of sword energy, the tiger's mouth burst open and blood flowed out. Their energy and blood surged, and they mobilized all their skills to hit Shao Lingxiao together.
And in front, Guan Luoyang's blow that really pushed his condition to the limit also came.
Shao Lingxiao still refused to retreat. His one arm was pushed back by Guan Luoyang's fist and hit his chest. His back was hit by three weapons. Even though it was based on Feiguang and the extraordinary sword energy of the Morning and Night Sword Art, The woven cocoon clothing can no longer protect it completely in the face of such an offensive.
At least 60% of the bones in his body were shattered by this blow.
Especially Guan Luoyang's punch. In order to bear such power, there was no intact bone in his right arm or chest.
"Hahahaha, I told you long ago that you should pursue victory together."
"You won, and I didn't give up."
Shao Lingxiao's body was covered in blood, and he used his own blood as his sword and clothes. The intense small vortices collided and superimposed, forming a strong adsorption force.
Not only did he not retreat, he also wanted to finish the last thing.
The air was exhausted, and in the sound of swords that tore apart the soul, Shao Lingxiao's figure soared into the sky, dragging the other four people towards the Tianmen.
Without the hundreds of first-class masters in Guanzhong, he took these four people to destroy Tianmen.
The process of flying into the air was too fast, and the deceased abbot and the others were eager to respond, but at this moment, Shao Lingxiao no longer cared about his own life. The energy they sent out was just to add more skills to Shao Lingxiao in disguise.
Before the three of them could think of a way to deal with it, they felt a mighty trembling force pass from the front to the back of Shao Lingxiao, shaking the three of them off.
Guan Luoyang spared no effort to release all his true energy to achieve such an effect. Even his head, where the electric light was flowing at the moment, felt a sense of emptiness and depletion.
The last kick hit Shao Lingxiao's chest, and Guan Luoyang turned over and fell.
The four people landed, and the person in the air almost completely turned into a sword. The sword energy condensed and became almost like a solid, carrying him higher and higher, slashing toward the Tianmen with lightning and lightning.
The deceased abbot threw the Zen staff in his hand, throwing it with the strength of his master, but he could only watch the Zen staff and the giant sword getting farther and farther away.
Could it be that we can only rely on the strength of Tianmen? Can we only hope that the guesses passed down by our ancestors are not accurate?
Bang!
Guan Luoyang fell straight to the ground, and the sword in the air was reflected in the eyepiece. Suddenly, there was a strange sense of chaos and fragmentation in his body, as if he in the past, him in the present, and the one he didn't know existed were colliding spiritually at this moment. coexistence.
"It doesn't matter whether you retreat or not, but you deserve to die."
Not long after entering this world, Guan Luoyang began to fail. When he first met Shao Lingxiao, the three-star was unable to defeat a high-level four-star. He was beaten to the point of vomiting blood in one move and a token was used.
In the battle with Tianfang Zhenren on Laojun Mountain, although Guan Luoyang killed Xu Hongmei, he failed, leaving Shao Lingxiao who was in extremely poor condition at the time.
As for later, these demon mutants jointly created by the demon sect and the reincarnators from the enemy camp burned, killed and plundered all the way. Although Guan Luoyang was chasing and hunting and was the dominant side, he did not feel the joy of success in his heart. Because wherever he followed, disasters had already occurred.
This was certainly not his fault, but it made him very unhappy, and he had to face the fact that his own camp was currently not confident enough to defeat the opponent.
'The difference between victory and defeat is not that big. Anyway, no matter what the odds are, I will do my best to kill you. '
'Since the difference between victory and defeat is not that big, then why should I pursue a victory? '
'I just let you share the failure. '
Guan Luoyang sat down on the spot, raised his head and stared, raised his hands above his head, and clasped his fingers together.
Six kinds of phantoms overlapped around him, including spheres, divine bird flames, and the rising and falling gravity of dust particles. Among them, the top and most conspicuous one was a group of flying insects that were gathering and transforming into dragons.
Starting from the Eastern Capital, they marched in twists and turns, fought and chased, and arrived here along the land of thousands of miles. They were like a beast that had been depressed after repeated setbacks, constantly tempering itself, waiting for the moment to evolve into a dragon.
The "power" gathered in the Bai family's holy fist is the transformation of the dragon.
Then, use this rising and changing will as a lead to detonate the Zhoutian Dojo. The sky is poor and the sky is blue, and the divine phoenix bathes in the fire. Do anything, listen silently to the world of mortals, and use these six "potentials" to impact the realm of "taking the spirit from the void" .
Six phantoms erupted together, turning into a seemingly invisible light, passing through the streets and sweeping across the imperial city.
Everyone around them felt a mysterious change, as if everything around them was different.
The feeling between the Queen and Qulan Xiang is the deepest.
They can tell where the specific differences are. It is the long street covered with bricks and stones, the high-rise palace walls, and the many houses and mansions here, including those that are dilapidated. A profound feeling.
It's like the soul hidden deep inside has been awakened.
Does everything have animism? Maybe there is, maybe there isn't, maybe there hasn't been before, but in this short moment, everything here seems to have brewed a spirit like smoke over the years.
But this feeling is fleeting.
Everything around him returned to normal, and everyone only saw the armor on Guan Luoyang making two sounds, then suddenly fading away and returning to the form of a belt.
And above the night sky, the glazed sword was shining brightly, and its speed also slowed down.
When Guan Luoyang tried to break through, the power taken away by Shao Lingxiao also made the same attempt, and the power here was far greater than the remaining six forces of Guan Luoyang. At the moment of the breakthrough, Shao Lingxiao almost saw The entire city of Chang'an is surrounded by smoke and willows.
So when he failed, he also felt the majestic Chang'an of the Nine Layers Palace, and the feeling rushed into his heart.
The power that made up this sword energy was all out of control, and Shao Lingxiao sighed.
"This, Chang'an——"
There was a clanging sound, and the sword armor around him shattered into pieces, withering like ashes. He mustered up his last remaining strength and let out a long roar before speeding up to attack Tianmen again.
However, before he cut the edge of the Tianmen, the rapidly disintegrating Liuli Qi had already eroded away the last of the main axis sword Qi, turning his entire body into ashes.
