Chapter 410 'Husband, leave this punch to me, you just draw the sword.'
ps: It’s been a long time since I wrote, so I read all the previous ones again.
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Ji Tongzhi spoke without any hesitation, and there was madness buried deep in his pupils.
How can hundreds of years of resentment be easily dissipated?
No, at least for him, no.
More and more wild cultivators rushed over, densely packed on both sides of him.
Ji Tongzhi's right hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and the muscles on his face were constantly squirming. He glanced at the group of desolate cultivators who gradually gathered in front of him, and said lightly:
"I don't know how to accept my fate. There are so many things that are taken for granted in the world, just like surrendering to Ji Nanjue and accepting my fate."
"But I can't do it!!"
At this point, Ji Tongzhi paused, and then he spoke loudly toward the sky:
"Ji Nanjue!!"
"Gu Tai knows you well. Since Su Bei is here, why are you so timid that you don't dare to show up to confront Gu?"
"..."
A strong wind suddenly emerged around Ji Tongzhi, blowing away the yellow sand and smoke and making his clothes make a rustling sound.
He looked up to the sky and screamed, already falling into madness:
"Gu is not wrong, Gu is always right! It is you who are wrong, the rebellious officials and traitors who want to compete with Gu for the throne!"
"Ji Nanjue, listen!"
"One day, Gu will definitely cut off your head with his own hands and take it back to Luoyang, so that you can see with your own eyes how Gu leads the unification of the twenty-one states!!"
"..."
Almost at the same time as Ji Tongzhi finished speaking, the sky shook violently, and the clouds all over the sky set off waves of turbulent waves for the first time in history.
The flag outside the camp wavered uncertainly——
Wanyan Zuoquan took a deep breath, and in the next moment, a huge dharma image as majestic as a heavenly god suddenly appeared in the sky.
The Dharma image is a hundred feet high, and Vajra has angry eyes.
In an instant, the two of them were close at hand.
The dharma image transformed by Wanyan Zuoquan shouted loudly, causing the clouds to roll and relax, and the mountains to shake. The huge roar was as real as ripples in water, spreading outward layer by layer.
Everything on the ground is swaying endlessly, like a hut in the strong wind, and may collapse at any time.
Su Bei frowned, drew out the Qingping Sword, and swept forward with a straight line. The purple-green sword energy broke through the ripples and went straight to the brow of the hundred-foot-long Dharma Appearance.
The huge dharma image retreated backwards on the ground, and its speed was not inferior to that of Su Bei's sword moving forward. One person moved forward, the other retreated, and the distance between the two was exactly the same.
After retreating hundreds of feet like this, Faxiang suddenly stopped, stepped into the earth with his feet and took root, with only half of his body still above the sky, and then struck down with a backhand palm.
Su Bei, who was moving forward quickly while keeping close to the ground, suddenly lifted up and passed by this palm. A huge palm print covering several acres suddenly appeared on the ground.
The huge Dharma image was smashed down with another punch.
Su Bei blocked the attack with his sword. Because of the great power contained in his fist, his body sank and his feet sank into the ground, causing countless smoke and dust to rise immediately.
However, there was also a clearly visible sword mark on Faxiang's fist, and golden fireflies continued to scatter like gold sand.
Ji Nanjue, who was observing all this secretly, frowned slightly, but was not in a hurry to take action.
Although this legendary Imperial Master of the Western Wilderness has never been on any Tianji Ranking, it does not mean that he is inferior to those experts on the Tianji Ranking.
Others don't know Wanyan Zuoquan's magical powers, but Ji Nanjue, as the Eastern Emperor, knows a little bit about it.
In the secret files of the Eastern Kingdom, there have been special records of many hidden masters who have never been on the Tianji Ranking, including the national master of the Western Wilderness, the high priest of the Southern Barbarians and others.
Among them, as the leader among the desolate cultivators, Wanyan Zuoquan had already perfected his indestructible body thousands of years ago and claimed to be indestructible. This was evident from the Qingping Sword that he had just used to punch Su Bei.
Wanyan Zuoquan slowly opened his mouth and said:
"Elder Su, we have only been apart for a few hours, and we meet again."
"It seems that there is really a fate between us..."
"..."
Su Bei didn't say anything. He held the sword tightly, raised his arm, held the sword horizontally in front of him, and touched the sword with two fingers.
A flash of dazzling red light flashed through the purple and green Qingping sword energy. Not only was it not obscured by the purple and green sword energy, it actually showed a tripartite force.
The Qingping Sword is known as the number one sword in the world for attacking and killing. It has killed countless people in the hands of the sword sect masters of the past dynasties, and countless souls have died under the sword. And unlike other swords, all those who can die under the Qingping Sword are dead.
A famous monk.
After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the blood-evil energy on Qingping Sword is particularly frightening.
As Su Bei exerted all his strength to activate the Qingping Sword in his hand, all the auras of heaven and earth around him also condensed into various sword auras, such as the crescent moon, the full moon, the rainbow, and the fireflies.
Like cold stars, like swords, like wind, like fog.
He said calmly:
"Yes, Imperial Master, we meet again."
"..."
Humans can follow the heavens and the earth, and the sword can also follow the heavens and the earth.
Su Bei slashed out a sword. Every time he slashed, the Qingping Sword doubled in size.
In the sword box, four swords surround Su Bei's body, thinking about separation, cutting off greed and caution, laughing at the spring breeze, and Qingping sword.
Looking at the four swords surrounding Su Bei, Wanyan Zuoquan smiled lightly and said:
"I heard that there are seventeen swords in the sword canon."
"Starting from the eleventh sword, every move requires a sword. It seems that if all four swords are fired at the same time, Elder Su's upper limit is the fourteenth sword."
"Then let me feel the power of the sword canon!"
"..."
Wanyan Zuoquan finished his words.
boom--
The four swords, headed by Qingping Sword, let out a sword sound that resounded throughout the world.
Countless sword energies swarmed upon hearing the order and shot out towards the Dharma.
Wanyan Zuoquan stepped forward to meet Su Bei's sword.
Thirteen swords, no regrets.
Ripples were created on the huge Dharma form, and countless fireflies flew away.
However, this sword could only stop one of Wanyan Zuoquan's fists. The next moment, Wanyan Zuoquan's other fist quickly followed up with a fierce force that was no less powerful than Su Bei's sword.
So at this moment, Su Bei had no choice but to block the way, with no other choice.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice surrounded Su Bei's ears:
"Husband, leave this punch to me, you just draw the sword."
"..."
Su Bei's heart suddenly raised, and his expression suddenly froze, then his cheeks wrinkled slightly, and then he smiled slowly,
She is coming.
It's really her.
Ji Nanjue, who had been hiding in secret, finally took action.
Su Bei took a deep breath, suppressed the temptation in his heart, stopped caring about the fist, and concentrated on preparing the next sword.