The giant bamboo exploded softly, and a golden sword flew out from the bamboo joints.
Then, one after another, countless swords flew out from the leaves and branches.
…
Tens of thousands of swords passed through the thick fog and reached towards the bright moon.
Mo Li raised her hand and slashed the dagger towards the sword whizzing by. The dagger cut through the mist, but did not hit the sword as she imagined. Her pupils suddenly shrank to a small point.
What a powerful magic!
Using the fog as a concealment and the forest as a concealment, these many swords are still disguises...
Can Mingyue tell from the tens of thousands of swords which one is Qin Qiong's real killing move?!
Countless swords flew towards the bright moon surrounded by countless giant trees in the mist.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, but it did not dilute the mist. The sword was as fast as lightning, but it did not smash those giant trees. Instead, it shuttled between the branches, and the sword moves became more complicated and confusing.
Because this sword, this mist, and this tree are all Qin Qiong's mystical skills.
In the mist, his will is the rule, and he can do whatever he wants!
Mingyue slowly closed his eyes, and the golden energy overflowed from under his robe bit by bit, wrapping his whole body like golden light.
Countless sharp swords rushed towards him one after another, but he just remained calm.
The first sword hit the true energy and disappeared.
The second sword hit the true energy and disappeared.
third……
Chapter 103...
Three thousand five thousand and ninety-nine…
The last sword flew towards Mingyue, hit the true energy of the moon, and turned into countless light spots and disappeared.
The fog gradually dissipated, and the giant trees lost their vitality and stopped growing. The green leaves turned yellow, the yellow leaves turned black, and branches fell off. Then the branches and leaves also turned black, cracked, and broke. Finally, even the trunk fell down and shattered into a piece of black.
of dust.
The sun shone on the earth again, and the bright moon and Qin Qiong's figure appeared in everyone's eyes at the same time.
The bright moon stood calmly in the sky, while Qin Qiong in the distance looked pale and his eyes were filled with frustration.
People began to cheer. Among them were soldiers from the Ming Dynasty, people from Chuzhou City, and Xia guards on the city wall.
In their opinion, Mingyue has already won!
For an hour, Mingyue might still be their enemy, but now, the situation is different.
It was him who saved them. If he hadn't been there, they would have been burned to death.
Nangong Xiao was also cheering, "Long live your highness, long live your highness!"
In mid-air, Cang Shanxue's eyes clearly relaxed.
On the side, Mo Li's eyebrows became more and more wrinkled.
Qin Qiong’s five-star Qi Yao is over like this?!
No, Li Li doesn’t believe it!
Behind Mingyue, on a giant tree, a yellowed leaf fell slowly, and a water droplet slid down silently along the veins of the leaf, stopping for a moment at the tip of the leaf, and then dripped.
The water drop slowly slid through the air, and a small spike suddenly appeared on the round water drop. Then, the spike grew larger and larger, and finally turned into the shape of a sword tip.
If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that if the sword is held upright, it looks like a staff. At this moment, the end of the staff, which is shaped like a sword hilt, is being held by an old, wrinkled hand.
in hand.
Qin Qiong's figure appeared silently in the mid-air beyond Mingyue's sword, and suddenly thrust the sword-like staff in his hand into Mingyue's back.
She knew that Qin Qiong, that old fox, must have a back-up plan!
"Mingyue!"
Mo Li's heart tightened and he rushed towards Mingyue desperately.
PS: It’s here on the 12th. Happy Zongzi Festival to everyone. Beibei holds the pot lid and retreats (don’t throw away the zongzi skins, we have such a powerful bright moon, everything will be fine~~)