Yuan Futu guessed his intention and began to use the Wind Seal. His figure suddenly became blurred, and he shuttled around the square, constantly closing the distance with Yu Wen Xinghao...
Although the immeasurable true meaning of "Sea Emperor Technique" is very powerful, it is far from the instant kill effect. If Yuwen Xinghao puts in all his strength, he may not lose, but he has never been a reckless man who fights with brute force.
He would only seek the easiest way and the best result. Seeing Yuan Futu constantly closing the distance, he turned around and rushed into the dense crowd of imperial guards.
The guards wearing silver-white armor immediately became frightened.
Yuan Futu's eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were like sharpened swords, he pressed down hard on the center of his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Shameless man, come out here!"
Yu Wen Xinghao looked indifferent, with a smug sneer at the corner of his mouth. He shuttled back and forth among the crowd, as if walking on flat ground. With the rise and fall of his hands, countless guards were thrown high, like a personal meat bomb flying straight towards him.
Yuan Futu was not a murderous person and had never thought about hurting innocent people. When he saw those suicide bombs whizzing towards him, he had no choice but to duck sideways. However, when he heard several popping sounds from behind, the guards hit the ground.
They all turned into a bloody mess, and their bones turned into mud.
Seeing such a miserable situation, the guards were almost frightened and began to flee in all directions.
Among the crowd, a guard commander saw the crowds surging around him. His face was earth-colored. He lowered his head deeply and looked at the bloody corpse not far away. The belief in his heart was changing and he murmured: "
Lord Poseidon...shouldn't you save the lives of your clan members...why?"
He felt very lost and angry. Even if Yuwen Xinghao did not have pure blood, even if he made the entire Poseidon nation miserable in order to build Tianhai Palace, he had never changed his belief in his heart and had always sworn allegiance to the death for many years. But what happened today did happen
There are too many things, not just him, but everyone's hearts are undergoing earth-shaking changes.
Faith is the worship of gods in the hearts of every Poseidon tribesman, and there are many factors that determine belief, including Lord Poseidon, the seventh-level divine canon, and the supreme Poseidon Emperor.
Now, all the Poseidon people were struggling in their hearts. Until this moment, when the unknown guard commander saw his companions dying beside him, his belief first changed.
The hand holding the spear suddenly became stronger. He turned around indifferently and looked at Yu Wen Xinghao who was wantonly using his life and death brothers as human cannonballs in the crowd. Murderous intent surged between his eyebrows, and the spear had already poured into him.
The true energy at the peak of the Dharma God stabbed forward.
A faint blue light glowed in the spear, and the water element was not very powerful, so the spear could not cause any harm to Yuwen Xinghao, but he still stabbed out with all his strength.
A cold light flashed in the corners of Yuwen Xinghao's eyes, and he couldn't help but narrow his gaze. He didn't even use the power of the Dharma, but just stretched out his thin palm, took out his index finger, and pointed it at the tip of the spear.
In an instant, the tip of the gun exploded, and the hard-tempered metal seemed to be made up of thin feathers. The bond was not strong, and it was peeled off again at this moment, splashing into the void.
The spears collapsed in pieces, but the extremely domineering aura did not subside. Instead, it became more fierce, until it hit the commander's body, as if a large amount of gunpowder had been stored, and exploded suddenly.
The silver-white armor did not have any defensive effect, and the whole person flew out diagonally. The armor cracked, and there were countless scars as thick as a thumb on the skin, and the bones were deeply visible. When the body fell to the ground, the breath was gone.
Nothing.
He still had his eyes open, not closing his eyes, but his eyes were still filled with confusion, but his faith was as firm as ever.
Most of the surrounding guards saw this scene, and they were shocked. There was no reason for the guards to draw their guns at Lord Poseidon, but this scene did indeed happen. It was like the first shot of change, and it had extremely important consequences.
significance.
The power of this gun is not as simple as it seems on the surface. To be precise, its actual effect is much more terrifying, because all the guards rioted at the same time, and their swaying beliefs were re-firmed.
The hand holding the weapon began to become resolute and strong again.
In an instant, dozens of true energy auras, mixed with the rough secrets of the water element, struck Yuwen Xinghao.
"Want to rebel?"
Yuwen Xinghao snorted heavily, and the Mirage King received the instruction again, raised his fists high, and then smashed them down towards the ground.
Boom!
The entire square sank deeply and let out hoarse groans.
An extremely strong azure ring-shaped light wave erupted and dispersed, and the surrounding guards who could not dodge were immediately crushed into blurry flesh and blood.
"Those who oppose me will perish!" Yuwen Xinghao was furious in his heart. The current situation was far beyond his control. This feeling was extremely unpleasant.
The ring-shaped light wave had not yet fully opened, and suddenly a jagged sword edge pierced in. The blue light wave was like a stream falling into the river and sea, and disappeared in an instant.
The seventh-level Kung Fu book has already transcended the limitations of moves. Like "Tianxuan Sword Jue", it lies in the artistic conception and can be called truly mysterious.
Integrating the immeasurable sea into the sword is the immeasurable sword intention; integrating it into the fist is the immeasurable fist intention.
Bright blue light patterns appeared on Yuan Futu's sword. The sword's power was like the Yangtze River and the boundless ocean. Any force must surrender in front of it.
"He is not our Poseidon, kill him!"
"Lord Poseidon will never kill our brothers indiscriminately!"
The rebellious temple guards began to become crazy, like ants who were not afraid of death, trying to climb onto the giant's body and gnaw at his flesh and blood with their insignificant fangs.
Yuwen Xinghao was blocked by the suddenly attacking group of guards, and during this gap, Yuan Futu's sword appeared in front of him.
The sharp sword tip gradually grew larger in his eyes, as if it could pierce his head in an instant.
"combine!"
Yu Wen Xinghao clasped his hands together, and the Mirage King also clasped his hands together. The giant fists collided in front of his chest, as dull as wood and stone hitting each other, and the edge of Zhu Huangjian was caught in it.
Yuan Futu's eyes narrowed and his face was as dark as water. He knew very well how powerful Wuliang Sword was, so he showed no fear.
Buzz!
The majestic force exploded out of thin air, and the Mirage King trembled all over. Yuwen Xinghao's face turned pale, and he seemed to be dragged by a rope behind him, retreating at an alarming speed. He waved his hands, and countless guards were used as human shields in front of him.
, but under the immeasurable sword intent, they were crushed into fine and thick blood foam.