Jin Buhui was immersed in eating, but when he heard these words, he was suddenly startled. After his face darkened slightly, he took out a piece of cloth and wiped the oil on his hands. He was extremely careful and there was no residue at all, which would never affect him. Hold the sword.
"Xinran, Demon Corpse Mountain? But Gong Xinran?"
The atmosphere next to the bonfire also became cold instantly. Zong Shou's eyes also shrank, and then he regained his composure.
"How does Brother Jin know?"
"I've been there!"
Jin Buhui's expression was indifferent, and he was already holding the golden sword stuck next to him in his hand.
"I just heard him call you His Highness, so your identity is probably the head of a country, right? Let me, Lao Jin, guess, at the age of fourteen, I am afraid that only the one from Qian Tianshan can rob seven The provincial demon king is the right one——"
Zong Shou raised his cold eyebrows sideways, he could already sense the surging fighting spirit in Jin Bugui's thoughts. Although he was a little unclear and confused, he was not afraid.
Zong Yuan also stopped moving. His whole body was like a stretched bowstring, tightly bent, just waiting to be released.
The next moment, Jin Buhui sneered again.
"When I first saw the tomb, I thought it was unintentional for you to reveal the ultimate situation. Now it seems that it may not be so. His Highness is indeed a talented and strategist as rumored. He is full of wise ideas. A year ago, he had foreseen ten things. Years away, what a sinister thought!"
The worst situation? What is going on?
Zong Shou was startled, with a vague premonition, and was about to inquire carefully. Jin Buhui suddenly struck with a sword. When the golden sword struck down, it was powerful and brilliant!
Zong Yuan was on guard over there, and he also thrust out a spear, from a distance of three feet, as fast as lightning, and hit Jin Buhui directly between his eyebrows.
"Keng!"
As the spears and swords intersected, the stone pillar with a radius of ten feet exploded violently along with a ball of vast energy.
Gong Yue, who had the highest cultivation level, was so shocked that his ears were bleeding and he almost fell off the boulder. Fortunately, Zong Shou took action in time and pulled Gong Yue behind him to protect him.
"Haoran's Sword Intent?"
Zongyuan took several steps back with a solemn expression. This was the first time he encountered such an opponent who also mastered martial arts!
But he was extremely brave, and he still took out the gun without hesitation! In an instant, the area of several feet in radius was filled with the sound of dozens of metallic sounds, and the strong wind was surging continuously.
Even the people at Linhai Academy, a hundred feet away, felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this.
All the sixth-level powerhouses saw their eyelids twitching. The two were only a few feet away from each other. From this distance, a sword or a gun could be reached in an instant. A person's martial arts instinct is the most exquisite and the most important. Dangerous.
And Zong Yuan also became more and more frightened as he fought. Every time Jin Buhui struck out a sword, the momentum of the sword became even more majestic. It was so majestic and majestic that it was like a mountain pressing down on him!
Almost every time he received a sword, Zong Yuan had to take a step back. After receiving twenty swords, he retreated to the edge of the stone pillar.
Just as he was gritting his teeth, planning a counterattack, he heard Zong Shou's voice: "Back off! Your spear is too long, I will fight this battle alone!"
A purple sword shadow suddenly penetrated. With a 'ding' sound, it hit the back of the golden sword shadow, forcing it to step back and its breath was slightly suffocated.
Then it was like a frenzy, suddenly set off. Countless purple sword shadows swept forward with thunder light.
"It's the Thundering Thousand Blades!"
Zong Yuan recognized this gesture, his eyes brightened slightly, and his mind relaxed slightly. Then there was a strong unwillingness to gnaw at his heart.
Knowing that Zong Shou was concerned about his own face, he said it was his spear leader. In close combat, long soldiers are indeed inferior to short soldiers, and it is difficult to turn things around as expected.
However, Zong Yuan also knew that even if he was best at swords, facing this fat man in golden armor, he could only withstand more than thirty moves at most.
At that time, he would definitely be defeated and there would be no chance of escape.
Thousands of sword lights suddenly set off crazily, and Jin Buhui was obviously caught off guard. The golden sword shadow also slashed out with a sword. The speed of the sword was not too fast, but it was a bit heavier. Every time he struck out,
It is a key point. It forces all the sword shadows to retreat. It is quite the style in the art of war. You come in any way, and I will go all the way. It is like an iron wall, firmly blocking this violent sword with thousands of edges.
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Another sneer came out of his mouth: "Are you trying to bully the few with more?"
Zong Shou also sighed slightly: "It's not necessary to deal with Your Excellency!"
The thunder-winged sun snake suddenly expanded, and countless purple thunder powers were poured into Zong Shou's body at this moment.
The world-shaking true energy within the two veins was also gathered to the extreme at this time. The six spiritual veins in the body also provided countless electric source spirits.
At that moment when the purple sword rain gradually became stagnant, all the thousands of sword lights suddenly condensed in the air, and then disappeared one by one.
It all turned into a sword and was slashed forward! All the thunder, all the true energy, all the martial arts thoughts, and even the power provided by the thunder exoskeleton were all concentrated in the blade.
With a flash of lightning, a blow shattered the sky!
Full of madness, the sword light seemed to be aimless, just trying to destroy everything and penetrate into the distance. It seemed that this flash could really shatter the space!
Zong Yuan's eyes brightened slightly when he saw it, this was the real madness of the sword, and it was worthy of the word madness!
Jin Buhui's breath also surged, and he let out an exclamation of surprise at the same time.
"You're actually a psychic psychic with swordsmanship? Cross sword!"
The golden sword shadows were drawn out at the same time. With each swing and slash, the sword energy suddenly drew a huge golden cross in the void. And the center of the cross was exactly where it collided head-on with the purple sword edge.
There was a loud bang of the 'canopy', and the two swords had not really crossed each other. The huge wind had already collided with each other in the void. At the same time, the sword energy that gathered all the strength of the two people clashed in advance, and then the whole thing exploded.
The two figures were both forced to retreat by the backlash and fell out of the boulder at the same time.
The ants outside did not know why these humans suddenly turned against each other and started fighting among themselves.
At this moment, they all instinctively flew up and rushed towards the two of them. The next moment, two sword lights, one golden and one purple, were seen in the sky, shining again. Almost instantly, dozens of flying ant corpses appeared,
Falling sharply down,
After all, Jin Buhui's cultivation level was much stronger, he recovered in advance, and struck with another sword in the air.
"Haotao Sword!"
This sword cuts horizontally, just like the waves of the sea, it is still extremely majestic and majestic!
Zong Shou also used the real fire, and didn't bother to care about the Yin place anymore. He also slashed down with one sword!
Crazy thunder!
The shadows of swords clashed in the void, and the whole world shook. The sound of a sword clanging was also heard later. The two huge swords shattered into dozens or hundreds, and scattered around.
It was a few flying ants, torn to pieces.
The people in Linhai Academy were even more silent at this moment. Several sixth-level experts also had silent expressions.
——It was fine before, but this sword has obviously surpassed the level of Xuanwu Sect!
Zhong Lizhuang and Que Yan, who were vaguely aware of Jin Buhui's identity, were even more stunned as they looked at this scene.
This Zong Shou is not only powerful and unpredictable, he is actually so powerful that he can compete head-on with Central Yunlu, who is known as one of the most outstanding people of the younger generation!
Jin Buhui swung out several more rays of sword light, killing several demonic fire crystal ants that were close to him.
There were also flames burning in his eyes, and suddenly he waved his sleeves, and ten golden talismans flew out in succession. They flew into the air, gradually burned, and then little bits of spiritual light flew down, all blessing him.
He recited the mantra silently in his mouth, and after the last words, he said with a cold expression: "Although your Highness's cultivation level is not as good as mine, your swordsmanship is far superior to Jin Buhui's. I forgive Jin Buhui for not being able to fight you fairly, and I will use my full strength today." Get rid of the devil!"
Zong Shou didn't say a word, and tried his best to adjust his breathing. Although his world-shaking spiral power was not afraid of the counter-shock, his body, tempered by the Vipassana Xuanting Bodybuilding Art, was now more powerful. Go up one floor.
But after all, his strength was a whole level behind his opponent. The sword he just struck with the help of his natural protection of the Thunder-Winged Sun Snake and the power of his external bones was still inferior. With his superb martial arts, he was evenly matched, and even faintly overpowered his opponent. But this body was already severely wounded.
If there is another stalemate, his physical strength will definitely be exhausted, so within these few swords, the outcome must be determined!
There was no room for him to be distracted, and no room for him to hold anything back.
Several talismans flew out from his sleeves. There were only seven talismans, but in the center were the words "luck" and "swallow".
The Yuan Yi Sword also flew out of his soul sea and sank into the Thunder Wing Sword. In an instant, the brilliance of the sword was dyed with a layer of gold.
The vast whirlpool of soul power was also swirling crazily, and the images of the seven true talismans Spirit Forbidden and Lei Luan above were also shining to the extreme at this moment.
Just as he was squeezing out all the remaining strength in his body, inch by inch, Jin Buhui took action first.
"Ten true spirits, extremely powerful swords!"
Another ten talismans gathered in the void. They turned into a sword shape and slashed down. Jin Buhui himself also stabbed out with a sword. Two golden sword lights gathered in one place and immediately merged into one. , the sword light flashed and the sword exploded several times, making it even more massive and unbearable.
Where the sword fell, the ground below cracked open. Countless flying ants, before they even got close, were already crushed by the force of the sword light, until their bodies exploded.
At this moment, Jin Buhui suddenly felt a sense of panic, and felt an extremely dangerous wave coming from around Zong Shou.
"One of the world-shaking swords, the Great Spiral Sword!"
With a sword swing, the sky and the earth changed color. The entire space of hundreds of feet was divided into blue and red. The power of ice mixed with the fire, and it was cold and hot, and it was still rolling and changing.
The temperature of every inch of space and every moment is different. Suddenly it is cold and silent, and suddenly it is as hot as lava!
A sword energy of red and blue colors, with a hint of purple thunder, suddenly rose into the sky.
There was no sound, and wherever it passed, the golden sword shadow collapsed instantly!