As early as when Zamao Xiaodao uttered his first words, a swirling cloud suddenly appeared in the clear sky, twisting and circling above our heads, and when the words "Changchuan obey" were
When the steel cannon burst out from the mouth of Zamao Xiaodao, the yellow scarf warriors who rushed towards Zamao Xiaodao were shocked and found it difficult to move forward.
Everyone surrounded the Zamao Trail. I didn't see this guy, but through the sensitive Qi field, I could really feel the coldness when he raised the thunderbolt toward the sky.
The terrifying thunder was coming from the gold-plated sword.
At that time, I had forgotten whether Mr. Tiger Cat said that the peach wood that the sword was made of was struck by lightning six or seven times. However, when the thunder contained in it burst out at this moment, those spiritual bodies formed
The yellow scarf warriors were like melting snow illuminated by the spring sun in an instant. The originally terrifying power collapsed in an instant. Some fled outside in panic, and some were directly destroyed by the thunder, as if they were not at all.
It just doesn't exist in this world and has no trace.
The Yellow Turban Warriors were one of the most troublesome methods in this great three-talent formation, but they were cracked by Zamao Xiaodao in an instant.
What is even more troublesome than the Yellow Turban Warriors are the nine sharp swords.
It stands to reason that Zamao Xiaodao's sword is pointing towards the sky and cannot be used for blocking. The nine swords that stab or cut from different directions and at different levels will easily cut it.
It was as sharp as a dustpan, and there were holes everywhere. However, when I tried to look through the gap between the yellow turban warriors who were on their backs, the swords that were about to pierce Zamao Xiaodao seemed to be frozen in time.
Once you're there, you can't move forward even an inch.
Naturally, time cannot be frozen. In other words, a force field like a vacuum is formed around Zamao Xiaodao. If you want to pierce the sword into his body, the people in the sword formation need to pay
The price is higher than usual.
However, during this period of time, all the Taoist priests in the Jiujiu Guiyuan Great Sancai Formation could feel a sword of judgment hanging high above their heads, which would plunge them into death at any time. You must know that practitioners
We are human beings. If we are stabbed with a knife, we will still die, not to mention the terrifying power of thunder and lightning. The reason why thunder and lightning make people feel scary is because of its terrifying lethality. When there is no way to go in,
Most of the people finally gave up the attack and fled towards the back.
In this panic, the formation of the three talents was about to collapse. Yang Kunpeng, who was still gritting his teeth and persisting, saw his companions who were trying to escape. He couldn't help shouting angrily: "Run, run away? Can you avoid death by running?"
This leader among the second-generation disciples was also a very clear-minded character. It was just as he expected. Time was really too late. After reciting the incantation of Zamao Xiaodao, in just a few seconds, when he said "Pardon!"
"As soon as he left the mouth, there was a loud thunderclap in the sky above the square: "Boom, boom--"
The sound rang in our ears, causing the soles of our feet to vibrate and our scalps to tingle. A blue lightning as thick as a baby's arm suddenly emerged from the rapidly rotating cloud, and then turned into a dozen streaks.
The forked lightning struck down at the Taoist priest in the sword array below.
My heart is about to jump out of my chest. I wonder if the mine that is so close to me on the Zamao Trail will involve me and sacrifice myself in the work? As for other people, to be honest, my heart is also full of fear.
, I’m afraid that there will be a thunderstorm. I wonder how many lucky people will be able to survive? One, or two?
There are people who have survived being struck by lightning, but will such a miracle appear in front of me? I highly doubt it.
However, after seeing this scene, Yang Zhixiu finally knew that the guy who dared to speak out arrogant words had the confidence to risk his life. He did not dare to let too many disciples die in front of Qingchi Palace, so he could only bite the bullet and go to
Backing away, I had been paying attention to the square, but the speed of Yang Zhixiu's retreat was really amazing. I could only see a wisp of nothingness in my peripheral vision, and then I heard a human palm hitting the gilt-copper cauldron.
Above, a sound as majestic as the mountain wind and ocean waves came from the hall.
Then I saw a golden iris emerging from the entire palace square, forming a huge protective shield over the square in front of the palace.
The dozen or so forked lightnings shot out quickly and quickly. Some of them were directly absorbed by the layer of irises containing the heroic spirits invited for the previous ceremony, or were ejected. However, four or five of them were weakened in power.
Then, like the tiny snake, it hit the Taoist priests in the sword array or the yellow scarf warriors nearby who had no time to take it back.
When the yellow scarf warrior touched the blue and white lightning, he immediately shouted loudly and turned into nothingness. The man was even more miserable. The newly-equipped Taoist robe immediately exploded, and the man was struck black by the lightning.
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Amidst the wailing all over the field, a man advanced in front of Zamao Xiaodao, and wiped the iron birch sword in his hand towards Zamao Xiaodao's neck.
This sword took advantage of Zamao Xiaodao's lack of energy and stabbed it out with precision and skill. Seeing that it was about to hit Zamao Xiaodao's neck, he saw that the thunder punishment had broken away from Zamao Xiaodao.
In Dao's palm, a swimming dragon transformed into a ball, strangled with the sword in Yang Kunpeng's hand.
After a clanging sound, Yang Kunpeng's palm holding the sword became numb and he could no longer hold it, so he couldn't help but throw it away.
The thunder punishment did not stop, and with a whoosh of the sword, a long bloody gash was pulled out of the green-robed Taoist priest in front of him who was almost desperate. Then he shouted "Ah" and flew away.
At this point, the frightening and uncertain formation of the three talented people was finally broken through by the miscellaneous path. It was so clean and so neat that people couldn't believe it.
To be honest, if it weren't for the majestic aura coming from the temple, I'm afraid those lying in the square would no longer be a group of mourning Taoist priests, but straight black corpses one after another.
Zamao Xiaodao pointed forward with the thunder punishment that shone with blue light, and a black shadow flashed past, blocking the sword in front of him.
Mei Lang broke into the empty square with Fuchen in hand, and stood two meters in front of the Zamao Path. He looked at the powerful man in front of him with a changing expression, and his tone became low and deep: "Okay,
You can do it!" Zamao Xiaodao Divine Sword Ling Lei, his whole body exuded a terrifying aura, and his eyes were full of hot killing intent. He stared at Mei Lang in front of him, as if a goshawk was staring at the prey on the grassland.
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Elder Mei has been traveling around the world for decades, and has been cultivating in Maoshan Mountain for a long time. However, when he came into contact with Zamao Xiaodao's fiery eyes, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster and his breathing became unnatural.
Regardless of whether he wants to admit it or not, at this moment, Zamao Xiaodao has become an opponent who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him and even make him unwilling to face him.
Such a guy is already qualified to become the elder of that sect.
Zamao Xiaodao pointed the thunder punishment at Elder Mei Lang, and then began to take a deep breath, two white mist puffs between his nose.
The sword tip was stable, but his chest kept rising and falling. This violent rise and fall affected the mood of all of us. At that moment, Zamao Xiaodao gained everyone's attention, and he deservedly became the most important person in everyone's eyes.
I was worried that Zamao Xiaodao would have his blood boiling and his body burning with passion during the battle. At that time, he would attack Mei Lang as soon as his head got hot. However, he finally controlled his emotions, raised his head, and looked at the new
Yang Zhixiu appeared on the steps of the palace gate.
The old man and the young man looked at each other affectionately like a pair of good friends who had been separated for many years. At that moment, time seemed to have stopped.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... The expressionless Yang Zhixiu squeezed his hands, the residual heat on them still lingering. After a short silence, he took a deep breath and looked calmly at the swordsman lying on the ground.
, and the Taoist priest who was frightened by the thunder said slowly: "Well, this is not the magic sword to draw thunder, but it has almost reached that kind of power. It is hard to imagine how you learned this;
Well, since you have broken through the formation of Jiujiu Yuan, it means that you have enough strength to return to the mountain gate - you have proved your strength, so here, I am honored to announce something...
"
When Yang Zhixiu said this, he raised his head, looked around, looked at everyone next to him, took a deep breath, and said: "On behalf of the head brother Tao Jinhong, I would like to announce that starting from today, Xiao Keming will return
Enter my Maoshan gate and walk around the world as a descendant of my Maoshan!"
These few words seemed to be injected with a lot of shocking power, and there was a buzzing echo in my ears.
As soon as he finished speaking, the third and fourth generation disciples surrounding the square couldn't help but cheer in unison.
These guys didn't put too many things related to interests into their minds, but when they saw such a powerful formation composed of Yang Kunpeng and others, a fierce man with a legendary flying sword joined the Maoshan Sect, they suddenly felt
I felt a sense of honor and excitement, feeling that being able to be a fellow student with this powerful guy in front of me was a great honor.
As these young disciples cheered, the second-generation disciples who were friends with Zamao Xiaodao, Senior Brother and others also put aside their reserve and congratulated Zamao Xiaodao loudly in the field. Facing the congratulations of everyone
With blessings, Zamao Xiaodao finally restrained himself from preparing for war, carried Lei Pun behind his back, and took the initiative to lift up his fellow disciple who was lying on the ground - he had shown his strength, now it was time to show his benevolence and righteousness.
A winner must have the attitude of a winner.
When everything was done and Zamao Xiaoxiao passed by me, I stretched out my hand, and he also stretched out his hand to touch me.