When Shi Wengong read those four words, it seemed that the light of the sky, the earth, the wind and the dust were all unified together, forming a mantra with magnificent power.
Everything around him was destroyed by this invisible force.
The most obvious change was in the surrounding ground. A large amount of soil was eroded into char-like flakes, which gradually collapsed into the air and then blew away far away.
Guan Luoyang immediately felt that his body surface had lost a lot of moisture, his skin was dry and there were light white marks, and his hair became extremely dry. Even the divine clothes could not completely block this power.
Every inch of the air in all directions is filled with this dry, irritable, and miserable atmosphere.
Shi Wengong turned around, put his right foot close to the ground, carved a deep ravine in the ashes of the land, and shoveled towards Guan Luoyang.
Guan Luoyang rose into the air and struck Shi Wengong's upper body with more than twenty blows in an instant.
Electric light flashed in all directions, and rich cyan gravity energy exploded through his legs, like small meteors, intensively bombarding Shi Wengong's upper body.
Shi Wengong raised his arms and closed them slightly. The swollen muscles on his forearms even burst his sleeves and wrist guards. The heavy vitality of the magic method passed through every pore of his and hesitated outwards, making this A pair of arms became the strongest shield, blocking most of Guan Luoyang's kicks.
As for the few side kicks that hit Shi Wengong's ribs, shoulder joints, etc., although the kicks broke the armor used to protect those parts, they obviously did not actually damage his bones.
Guan Luoyang even felt that Shi Wengong's ribs were no longer bent one by one to protect the chest, but because the ribs were too thick, there were no gaps between them, and they merged directly together, like a guard plate, dividing the cyan ribs. Thunder is completely isolated.
Thunder and lightning exploded in the air, and Guan Luoyang's body changed. His right foot changed from kicking to heavy slashing. A large amount of cyan lightning condensed on the boots, streaking through the air in a dazzling and dazzling trajectory, and hit Shi Wengong's head.
Shi Wengong raised his arms and crossed them to block Guan Luoyang's heavy attack.
Bang! ! ! !
The entire valley seemed to shake slightly, and the dull loud noise echoed between the mountain walls for a long time.
All the soil under Shi Wengong's feet had been lifted away, exposing the rocks. Seven or eight cracks opened on the rock surface toward the southeast and northwest. Green energy spread out from the top of his head and surged around.
It can be seen with the naked eye that Shi Wengong's face is shaking at a very small level.
The strong concussive force was transmitted along with Guan Luoyang's kick, beating Shi Wengong's entire body like a bronze drum, leaving a strong golden aftertaste between his limbs and bones.
Such a shock should have paralyzed his whole body, including his scalp, but as Shi Wengong let out a sound from his throat, the cyan energy surging around him was actually dyed black.
The black smoke carries a strong smell of burnt smell, like burnt steel. All the surrounding black smoke rises and falls in the same rhythm, echoing Shi Wengong's breathing.
Shi Wengong reached out with his hands and grabbed Guan Luoyang's ankles.
Guan Luoyang's feet swayed surprisingly quickly. The tip of his combat boots tapped Shi Wengong's palm. Before the five fingers could close together, he was shot away.
Although Feiying Armor was returned to Anfeiyu, Guan Luoyang had already used Feiying Armor's fighting skills in his own fighting style.
The body movements come and go like lightning, the antelope hangs its horns, and moves like a horse flying in the sky, leaving no trace.
But this time, with Shi Wengong's grab, dozens or hundreds of palms condensed in the surrounding black smoke, dragging a long tail of smoke, chasing Guan Luoyang from all directions.
These black smoke palms moved in clusters, and in the process of scrambling to grab Guan Luoyang, the outline of the palms became stronger and more ferocious, and the speed of flying in the air became faster and faster.
As Guan Luoyang retreated in the air, he launched several more kicks, each of which knocked out at least a dozen black smoke palms that were getting closer. However, he quickly discovered something was wrong.
Since condensing his spiritual light to reach four stars, Guan Luoyang has mixed his spiritual current and internal energy every time he takes action.
Those cyan energy contains a little bit of his mental power, and even if it leaves the body, it can remain immortal for a quarter of an hour or two.
It had only been a few breaths since he started fighting with Shi Wengong, but there was no trace of his green energy in the entire valley.
Instead, thin black smoke was rising everywhere, and fine ash was constantly flying up from the rock cracks. The burnt smell was getting stronger and stronger, and it continued to fuel Shi Wengong's offensive.
Especially on the hillside over there, the corpses of those soldiers and generals were now like a fire burning wet wood, with thick smoke billowing towards Shi Wengong.
On the outskirts of Cangshan Mountain, the Mercury Dharma Realm has been smoked by the turbid air and has three or four more cracks, but the scene in the mirror can still be barely seen.
"The Demonic Path specializes in turbid energy and is best at polluting other people's vitality. What's even more troublesome is that if people in the Demonic Path gather together, the more people die, the more serious the pollution caused by the turbid energy will be."
Lin Lingsu said in a low voice, "I once read in ancient books that during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, because the magic was so prosperous, after a battle, even if there were only 50,000 or 60,000 magic soldiers on both sides of the battlefield fighting, the turbid atmosphere would be caused. It can cover the sky, making the clouds within ten miles dim and dull, and the streams smell fishy. The place that was once turned into a battlefield between the two countries will not be able to grow food in three years."
"Immortal monks in the Spring and Autumn Period were often warned by their masters not to approach large battlefields easily, because in such a venue, if the magic power is not deep enough, the foundation will be polluted and fall into the devil's path if you are not careful. There’s no turning back.”
Gongsun Sheng said: "This was originally a mine, and the soldiers who died were all Shi Wengong's soldiers. After he lifted the restrictions on himself, the surrounding demonic turbidity could be said to be endless, until he died of madness, His skill can continue to rise. Senior, is there any way to inform Brother Guan and ask him to leave the mine?"
Lin Lingsu pondered for a moment and felt that if this battle continued like this, it would probably become very difficult.
In fact, he had made a mistake before.
Although I heard Gongsun Sheng and others talk about Emperor Tianming's promotion of magic methods in the army, because brothers Gao Lian and Gao Feng only brought flying magic soldiers to chase them, I still can't tell that the current situation of the Song Dynasty All of the elite soldiers have really mastered the magic method.
Like Shi Wengong's words, he already had a vague sense of the military atmosphere of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which was far more difficult than the soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty in Lin Lingsu's impression.
Lin Lingsu said: "Put the Dharma Mirror in front of me, and I will send a message to remind him."
Gongsun Sheng brought the Dharma Mirror, and just as Lin Lingsu was about to speak, suddenly the number of cracks on the Dharma Mirror increased several times, and with a bang, it shattered into countless droplets of mercury.
The last scene reflected in the magic mirror was thousands of black smoke palms gathering in the air, and Shi Wengong's figure shot out of them at a higher speed.
He was covered in ashes and his eyes were as red as iron!
In the valley.
The heavy and turbid aura gathering around Shi Wengong was so thick that it seemed to form a layer of horny armor on his skin.
The wind was directly knocked away from his body, causing a loud roar.
Under the Nine Earths, the vitality in Cangshan's mineral veins, like boiling sea water, instinctively pushed out the highest wave in response to his attack.
"All dharma emerges from the earth..."
Shi Wengong could already feel that his spirit was becoming a little weird, more and more uncontrollable absurd thoughts were pouring out of his mind, and his clear thinking seemed to be slipping into the abyss.
If he continues like this, he will indeed become stronger as he fights, but he will soon enter true madness, so he urgently calls out the mantra, hoping that he can kill his opponent with this blow, or at least close the door. Luoyang was scared away.
He shouted loudly and struck out with all his strength.
"Destroyed into ashes!!"
Guan Luoyang raised his hand to block, but was pushed by the opponent's palm and fell to the ground.
The moment his feet touched the ground, the surface of the rock undulated like waves, large pieces of stone cracked and shifted, and his knees bent slightly.
But……
It's just a slight bend.
His palms pressed against Shi Wengong's palms without any trembling.
The mighty heavy and turbid air rushed from Shi Wengong to him.
The corpses of Duan Jingzhu and others were attacking him from every corner of the valley.
Guan Luoyang is as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.
How can it be? ! !
Shi Wengong gritted his teeth and encouraged his strength, but the smell of burnt steel became weaker and weaker.
In the fast flowing black smoke, many black water droplets condensed inexplicably, crystal clear, cold and flawless.
As the black smoke continues to impact, large and small water droplets turn into water polo, floating around Guan Luoyang. Every time the water polo turns, the smoke becomes thinner, the volume of the water polo becomes larger, and there are more small ones in the air. Water droplets emerge.
Shi Wengong couldn't help but roared: "What is this?"
Guan Luoyang raised his head, and in his eyes, a simple sword full of Taoism appeared.
Wuwei magical power, turning Qi into ink!
This is the exclusive magical power of Wuwei Shenjian, which can transform vitality into ink-colored water, which is pure and dust-free, invisible and odorless.
But to be honest, this magical power is actually quite useless, because this magical power can only be effective when the quality of the vitality is a whole level lower than the sword holder's own skill.
In the Tang Dynasty, no master could be affected by this magical power.
The power Shi Wengong used now was wild, fierce, majestic, and extraordinary in every aspect, but in terms of lethality, it had actually reached a high level of four stars, even slightly worse than Guan Luoyang.
However, this heavy and turbid air that overflows the valley has nothing to do with purity. It is extremely mixed and of worrying quality, and it happens to be within the scope of the Wuwei magical power.
"Is this what the characteristics of the magic method are like? It is indeed wonderful, but if the generals are just like you, the weaknesses are also very obvious."
Guan Luoyang said slowly, "I have understood that it is appropriate to use a sword to kill you."
He turned his palm and pulled Shi Wengong down to the ground in mid-air.
Shi Wengong tried his best to break free, used his fists and feet together, raised his knees and stamped his feet. Every part of his body that could cause damage was blasted towards Guan Luoyang like the wind.
Guan Luoyang slapped his palms continuously, cutting off the trajectory of his fist. He changed his steps, stepped on his soles, blocked his knees, and bumped his shoulders into his chest.
Shi Wengong was shocked and fell back.
Guan Luoyang lunged forward, turned his shoulders into elbows, raised his forearms, and protruded one elbow, hitting Shi Wengong's heart.
Shi Wengong's body bounced into the air, and the impact was so violent that the heavy turbid air in his chest erupted from his seven orifices. The smoke was too thick, the turbid air collided, and many sparks burst out from between his mouth and nose.
"You want to force the turbid energy out of my body? The art of military art doesn't care whether the turbid energy is inside or outside. It can still control and kill the enemy."
As if to confirm Shi Wengong's words, after the heavy turbid energy in his body was squeezed out, he pulled his hands and stabilized his retreat. He launched a move in mid-air and fought with Guan Luoyang twice.
These two palms were so fierce, so clever, both hard and soft, and they actually made Shi Wengong stay in place, causing turbid air to spurt out from the pores all over his body.
An indescribable panic arose in Shi Wengong's heart, with more and more distracting thoughts in his mind. He yelled like crazy and stamped his feet heavily on the ground, stirring up the turbid air around him and condensing into an indomitable force. Leaping forward.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light appeared in front of him, heading straight towards the door.
Shi Wengong quickly put his palms together to clamp the sword.
The hilt of the sword was in Guan Luoyang's hand, and he still stabbed forward, with the tip of the sword touching Shi Wengong's chest.
Guan Luoyang made a long spitting sound from his mouth and pushed forward with his sword.
Shi Wengong had no time to break free and dodge, and was pressed against by the tip of the sword, sliding all the way back. The turbid air on his body dissipated crazily, turning into cold ink water balls that flew everywhere.
The ground on both sides was hit by water balls, exploding into columns of stone debris.
'The only way to kill you is with a sword. '
This sentence suddenly rang in Shi Wengong's mind again. He struggled hard and circulated the turbid air around him.
But Guan Luoyang's skill was like a hill pressing down with a long sword, making all his movements and reactions slow.
As the turbid air outside the body was turned into ink-colored water droplets and scattered, the tip of the sword began to penetrate Shi Wengong's skin.
Previously, Shi Wengong was able to survive the critical blows to his head from Guan Luoyang's heavy palm and the sudden burst of electricity, because every inch of his flesh and blood was fused with the turbid vapor in the minerals.
But at this moment, Guan Luoyang poured ten power into the Wuwei Divine Sword, directly dissolving his turbid energy first. How could the remaining flesh and blood be able to withstand the sharp edge of the Divine Sword?
The sword blade penetrated inch by inch, and the sword tip came out from Shi Wengong's back.
Guan Luoyang stopped and hit the hilt of his sword with his palm.
The Wuwei Divine Sword flew out, driving Shi Wengong's body and nailing it to the cliff.
After the turbid air disappeared, Shi Wengong's head hung down, and a large amount of blood flowed from his chest, staining the mountain wall red.
Guan Luoyang pointed and paddled in the air.
The blood on the cliff was guided by the cracked sword marks, forming high-spirited characters.
The murderer, Guan Luoyang!
