The hand is facing the knife, like elegance meeting elegance. The two collide and make a crisp sound.
There was a "ding" sound!
Song Que groaned, and even the man with his sword was swept back by this palm. This hand alone was already the strongest hand he had ever seen in his life. He was so shocked that he could no longer hold back his surprise.
He shouted "Okay", his sharp eyes lit up, and he slashed out the thick-backed sword in his hand quickly, like wind and thunder. The sword's power was both powerful and unparalleled, and it also contained the essence of all changes in sword techniques.
The swords were flying like lightning.
Any palm technique is fluttering, and the palm is cut and slashed from the light of the sword...
Each sword seems to be simple and sincere, but when the sword rises and falls, it is actually undergoing ever-changing changes, making it impossible to grasp its whereabouts and whereabouts.
But the sword technique, which had gone through so many changes and exerted all its power, became completely non-threatening in that hand. That hand broke into the sword's light, forced it back, and then shook the blade away. Every time when the sword technique was in full swing but before the move could land, the blade would be blown away by a palm.
Song Que was secretly frightened, but Ranran was calm and calm. He waved his hands and floated around, and all his moves were blocked.
If you want to crack other people's martial arts moves, you must wait until the move is successful, and then find flaws in the move to counterattack. But Huanwan was horrified to discover that Random didn't see through the flaws in the sword technique. He actually saw through all the changes in the sword technique at a glance when the sword power was just rising.
It can be said that the move was not successful, but he died first!
The light of the sword was vertical and horizontal, and the energy of the sword was overflowing. All the earth and rocks within its reach were destroyed; and the palm technique was fluttering. Wherever the palm passed, the light of the sword was extinguished in an instant, disappearing invisible.
All changes could not escape his palm, and the fierce sword light was evenly distributed between his palms.
Song Que drew his sword faster and faster, each move was tighter than the next, and his moves became more and more strange, but he responded casually as if he was no longer limited to the changes in martial arts moves. In his palms, there were mountains, seas, and thunder. OK.
The palms are like celestial phenomena and geography, all-encompassing and omnipresent, seeming to deduce the changes of all things.
The more Song Que fought, the more frightened he became. He was so frightened that he felt a kind of fear that he had never experienced before!
"Are you at your wits end?"
The voice is leisurely, very leisurely and elegant.
The swords and palms touched each other, and the figures suddenly separated.
Song Que took seven steps back and stood, his eyes locked together, looking at the immortal-like figure standing in front of him in the court, and said solemnly: "I have struck seventy-seven blows, but you have never struck me with a palm. "
Looking at him randomly, he shook his head and sighed: "You still don't understand?"
Song Que was silent. In fact, he had a guess in his mind, an astonishing guess, but this guess was too shocking for him to believe.
Randomly said slowly: "There are seventy-seven swords drawn, and each one has been revealed to me before it lands. Since it is the first sword to see through, I naturally don't have the leisure to wait for the move to be completed before breaking through it."
His words were simple and clear. He was telling Song Que that he didn't want to see useless moves at all, so he was blocked from using them before they could succeed.
Song Que didn't understand the deeper meaning at first, and even if he had some guesses later on, he still couldn't believe it.
Huanwan was stunned as she listened to his words from afar!
Song Que looked up at the sky, his deep eyes were shining brightly, and he said slowly word by word: "I defeated the 'Bad Sword' Yue Shanqi twenty-seven years ago, and I have never lost again, so I, Song Que, Que has also become aloof and arrogant, arrogant and arrogant!"
The people who faced him were not the so-called martial arts masters, nor the three great masters. How could he be calm, and how could he dare to have back-up tactics?
Song Que bowed and said, "Today, Song received a lesson..."
Ranyi smiled and said: "As long as you understand, then go ahead and use the knife."
Song Que's eyes shone with strange light, and when he looked at him again, his eyes became wild and fanatical, just like the desire of a challenger who wants to climb a majestic mountain.
This person, he must try his best, this person, he can no longer spare any effort.
He endowed the sword with his body and mind, and condensed the sword's will with the blade, reaching the state where there is no way but a way, and when he gets the sword, he forgets the sword.
The sword energy surged, the blade was filled with murderous intent, a blade of light swept away, and the sword was swung out inadvertently.
The Eight Techniques of the Heavenly Sword are the eight techniques created by Song Que based on the soft and dexterous characteristics of the "Narcissus Sword", and this sword is the last of the Eight Techniques of the Heavenly Sword.
With one strike, it seemed as if the power of the sea had been mobilized. Although it was only one strike, not only did this strike exhaust the wonders of change, but its force was also endless. The intent of the strike was endless, and the energy of the strike was endless...
When the sword rises, the changes are endless and the power of the sword is infinite. But when you want to continue to contain it, everything changes.
Suddenly all the changes disappeared, there was no change, not even the follow-up, the intention was before the move was made, and the Shenliu move was after the move was made.
If the sword technique that Song Que used before was a sword that had been carved by a skilled craftsman and had brought his skills to the extreme, then the sword at this moment was as if it were made by nature, without any trace of carving.
It's far-fetched, out of order, and there's no possibility of deduction!
This sword is unprecedented in the world!
At the moment when the light of the sword flashed, the arbitrary "knife" finally appeared; although there was no sword in his hand, he waved his palm into a sword, and used the edge of his palm to form a divine edge, slashing straight through.
Facing the direct sword light, it was also a straight attack.
But the knife that cuts straight out at will has a magical arc, a magical, touching, and beautiful arc.
The palm strikes a touch of beauty that is unforgettable and falls in love with at first sight!
In this beauty, Song Que saw the possibility of death. This knife was filled with the possibility of death. The death energy started from the palm of the hand and fell from the palm.
The edge of his palm cut into the light of the sword and cut into the blade. No one could tell how his palm broke into the light of the sword or how it was cut in. They only heard a "ding" sound.
The palms and knives touch each other, and they are divided at one touch.
Song Que took three steps back, and then the knife in his hand fell to the ground. The knife that fell on the ground suddenly broke into two pieces, and then he was completely stunned.
Random still stood there quietly as he did a moment ago, as if he hadn't moved at all.
Song Que said slowly: "You used a scimitar?!"
He nodded casually and said, "Yes."
Song Que said: "There is only one person who can use such a scimitar."
Randomly smiled.
Song Que said in a deep voice: "That is the Miao Yun Dao, and you are the Heavenly Lord."
Randomly said: "Do you have no doubts anymore?"
Song Que looked up to his leader and sighed, saying: "I can't even take a blow from you, so how can I question the identity of your Majesty? From today on, our Song family will be ordered by the Heavenly Lord, and everything will be subject to your Majesty's wishes."
Ranyi smiled and said: "The deserted city will be temporarily managed by you, Song Que, and all the wealth accumulated in the city over the past two hundred years will be handed over to you for military use."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hit Song Que between the eyebrows with a finger, and a huge underground palace immediately came to mind.
The deserted city gathers the wealth of the world, and the accumulated wealth naturally has a place to hide it. The underground palace was designed arbitrarily and built by the magic gate. It is the real treasure house of the world. The entrance to the underground palace is only known to the successive lords of the deserted city.
Not only that, the person guarding the entrance to the underground palace is none other than Yanyun Shibaqi, and the entrance to the underground palace is the residence here.
