Ximenxiang screamed and grabbed her soft sword, but the soft sword, which was of average quality, was like a giant python struggling desperately, twisting crazily in her hands and about to hurt herself.
Qingping reminded me funny, "Use your understanding of the power of nature."
Ximenxiang was stunned for a moment, "Yes!"
Almost instantly, with just a sword dance using the water-repelling sword technique, the soft sword became docile again. If she had not been sure that this was not a magic weapon, she would have almost suspected that it had come back to life.
Wanjian Guizong, this secret art is known as the King of Swordsmanship. Once it is used, all swords in the world must obey its orders. Its working principle is actually a special sword intention, which has a very wide range. All the swords affected will be temporarily
Give simple consciousness like divine weapons.
It’s just that this simple consciousness does not have real self-thought, and relies entirely on the orders given by the practitioners of Wanjian Guizong. Therefore, practitioners do not need to use true energy to control every sword. All the true energy consumption is actually
Maintain this special field of sword intent.
The practitioner himself is the king, and the other swords are soldiers. The king gives orders, and the soldiers follow the orders to attack. But if during this process, someone uses his true martial arts spirit to wrap the weapon, it is equivalent to giving the weapon a temporary thought. This is too much to think about.
The soldiers who died were naturally out of the king's control. That's why Ximen Xiang is in his current state.
If the practitioner owns some magic weapons, then these magic weapons with sword souls are equivalent to generals, kings, generals, and soldiers. They will achieve an effect similar to that of one heart and one mind, making the power of Wanjian Guizong even higher.
building.
So if someone's eyes can dispel the black wind, then he will find that there is a magic weapon in the torrent of swords. It is hidden among countless weapons and is not easy to detect. It is the heroic sword held by Jian Chen!
Ding ding ding!
The weapons in the hands of the guards were sucked away, but they did not need to worry about being unable to deal with the enemy, because the torrent of swords quickly swept through all areas in front of them.
A long sword pierced through the armor of Pudu Cihang's minions, and the crisp metal clang almost merged into one piece. The thick and smelly blood sprayed everywhere, turning most of the square red in the blink of an eye.
"What kind of god? How dare you hit my people!"
Pudu Cihang yelled angrily, "Those minions are actually not real living people. Their bodies are refined from the body tentacles left after Pudu Cihang shed his shell. But don't think this is easy, because it is normal
None of the refined products have intelligence. If you want them to move freely, you must prepare souls for them. So where do these souls come from? Of course, they come from the souls that Pudu Cihang once harvested on the battlefield.
Therefore, once these minions are killed, those souls will naturally escape control and enter reincarnation. Seeing that his hard work is destroyed, one can imagine Pudu Cihang's anger now.
It’s just that he is angry, and there are many people who are even angrier than him!
After all, he is not the only one who is running for the National Preceptor. The others also have more or less mastery of some magic. Although they are not as strong as him, they can also see the soul. As soon as this matter is publicized, Pudu Cihang will have another dead person.
reason.
…
Almost at the moment when the torrent of swords was killing all the minions and rushing towards the Tathagata, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun also arrived at the palace gate, followed closely by Jian Chen and others.
"That's your master?" Du Feng glanced at the scabbard in Jian Chen's hand. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise his own sword would have gone up too. It's not that he can't borrow it, but he was afraid that he wouldn't find it after borrowing it. This is special
There are so many sword blades all over the sky, where can they be found if they are all mixed up?
Jian Chen naturally had nothing to say, but still stared at Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, "What's going on with you two?"
Bu Jingyun had no idea of speaking, but Nie Feng subconsciously opened his mouth and thought about it. It seems that this kind of secret should not be told to others casually.
"Go in quickly. I don't know if Pudu Cihang can stop Wuming if he takes action. He will be dead before we take action." Bu Jingyun ended Nie Feng's entanglement and took the lead to rush into the palace.
Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to continue moving forward, and soon rushed into the black wind area. However, they did not notice that a figure rushed out from the black wind almost at the front and rear feet. He looked at the direction of Nie Feng and others,
Then he left the palace and went to nowhere.
But this figure did not notice him. As soon as he left, a masked man in black came out from behind the building next to him. He looked around and rushed into Black Wind, chasing Nie Feng and others.
In this short period of time, the Tathagata's Dharma and the torrent of swords have completely matched each other.
A dazzling golden light shock wave burst out from the palms of Naheshi's Dharma. The place where it passed was hot, the air was distorted in an instant, and the blood on the ground was evaporated in almost the blink of an eye. Several wounded people were turned into corpses before they could scream.
Fly ashes.
This was obviously a battle that ordinary people could not intervene in. The guards moved away one after another, and the torrent of swords hit them head on.
Have you ever seen the scattering of sparks? There is a traditional skill called sparking, and now there is such a scene where the torrent of sword blades and the golden light meet. Is the core of the golden light a kind of fire? No one can give the answer, but this is
The huge sparks bloomed into a brilliant beauty, and almost half of the imperial capital could see it.
"What a powerful sword spirit!"
Pudu Cihang clearly felt the weakness of the golden light. He originally thought that such a high temperature could melt all the swords, but the reality was not as simple as he imagined. There is something about this torrent of swords! Gu Huan
Seeing this, Pudu Cihang spread out his hands, breaking off the shock wave of golden light. At the same time, one hand formed a flower shape, and the other hand was in a flat position. Golden light lit up all over his body, and these golden lights gathered under him to form a golden lotus platform.
As the lotus platform rotated, the torrent of sword blades had already hit it, boom! Huge energy dissipated and exploded, and shock waves visible to the naked eye radiated. The guards and maids in the entire palace were unsteady, and the harem was wailing in panic. In order to appease the many people, Hu Hai
The concubines also became busy.
Wuming frowned slightly, and slowly pushed his sword finger forward. The heroic sword hidden in the torrent of sword blades suddenly spun and accelerated, and stabbed towards Tathagata's chest like a meteor. The other sword blades made way for him with incomparable spirituality, and then lined up.
Behind the heroic sword, it looks like a team of cavalry charging in an arrow formation, and the heroic sword is the hardest arrow!
Dingyin!
The golden light formed by the heroic sword and the lotus platform collided together. From a distance, it looked like a golden lake surface invaded by stones. The ripples became more and more intense and spread wider and wider.
However, Wuming's face became more and more solemn, it was useless! He clearly felt the powerlessness of the hero's sword. Almost at the moment of the collision, he knew that it could not pierce the strong Buddha's light.
"It doesn't make sense. Ten thousand swords returning to the sect can't break Pudu Cihang's Dharma?"
Zuo Zhou, who had already flown back to the palace, was hovering in the distance with a confused look on his face. He looked at Wuming again. Could it be because of his residual blood?
"Ahahaha! Martial arts myths are nothing more than that!"
Pudu Cihang obviously recognized Wuming's identity from the Hero Sword. However, standing on the lotus platform seemed to be invincible. Tathagata raised his hand and pushed it flat with his palm. The huge golden palm shadow was photographed from a distance.
, it got bigger and bigger and was instantly printed on the palace wall.
Boom, rubble flew up and a large area of the palace wall collapsed. The nameless figure quickly jumped to another place. However, palm shadows were continuously shot over. The air buzzed and roared. The palace wall collapsed everywhere. The two of them were fighting.
The palace must be demolished.
But no one cares about the palace at this time. Everyone can see clearly that Pudu Cihang is invincible and Wuming cannot win even though there is no danger.
If this situation continues, only passers-by will be unlucky. You must know that there are buildings outside the palace, so many civilians will suffer heavy casualties.
Boom boom!
Pudu Cihang paused and felt his body shaking uncontrollably. Looking down, a figure jumped up and hit the Tathagata's knee hard.
Of course, it was blocked by the golden light, but the ripples caused by the golden light were no worse than those of the Hero Sword. What a pair of physical fists!
"Zhou Tong?"
He is the only master of boxing and kicking in the entire imperial capital. If not him, who else could it be?
The destructive power of these two people was really too great. If things continued like this, it would easily affect the general's palace, so Zhou Tong came directly to help. However, with his destructive power, he was still unable to destroy the defense formed by the lotus platform.
"Hahaha! Not to mention the two of you, even two more land lists will never destroy my golden lotus of merit!"
Listening to Pudu Cihang's arrogant roar, Zuo Zhou suddenly felt a little weird. He looked like an old general on the stage, full of flags!
Two figures quickly arrived near Zhou Tong, but they were not two masters of the Earth Ranking, but Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.
"What are you two doing here? Move quickly, it's dangerous!"
Zhou Tong kindly reminded him, but Fengyun and Feng Yun were already preparing to join forces. The Wind God Kick and Cloud Dispelling Palm, the two natural powers easily merged together, and then they shouted in unison: "Moha Boundless!"
This should be the first time that the two of them have handed over the name of the move in a serious manner. It is very neutral but seems to have some meaning to increase the power of the move. What is surprising is, why do they know the name of the move? Where does this move come from?
of?
Zhou Tong was a little surprised by the power of the two natural forces mixed together. He had seen a person use two natural forces to fuse, but he had never seen two people fuse so smoothly. Could it be that these two people were sleeping together?
Under the covers? Such a tacit understanding?
Of course, the special aura that appeared next made him even more stunned. This pressure, this majesty, something was opened!
A golden figure suddenly appeared in the whirlwind formed by Maha Wuliang. As soon as the figure appeared, it seemed that it had automatically found the target. Then he waved his hand forward, and the golden lotus under the Tathagata's Dharma Sign flew away from his control.
When he came out, he shrunk to the size of his palm in the blink of an eye, and was about to fall into the boundless whirlpool.
Pudu Cihang was stunned, but the torrent of stunned Kung Fu swords directly bombarded Tathagata's chest. With two clicks, huge cracks were all over Tathagata's chest.
Everyone was overjoyed, but saw something went wrong on Fengyun's side. Just when the golden lotus was about to fall into the whirlpool, a man in black suddenly shot out and intercepted the golden lotus with his hands!