Chapter five hundred and twentieth: Showing off his might
"Tai Xuan Sword Technique" is a sword cultivation method that combines both offense and defense. It belongs to the middle-level human level and is divided into seven levels. It can be practiced to the perfection of sword immortality. Mo Xing practiced in seclusion for ten years before he reached the third level.
This golden sword light that is several feet long is condensed.
In terms of talent, he is already outstanding, and he has obviously been recognized by Jun Buhui. The only thing he has to do is win this battle beautifully.
But when the stone flying sword appeared inexplicably behind him, Mo Xing had already realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
Boom!
The two flying swords collided in the air, and the heavy power was released all of a sudden. The sharp sword was almost knocked upside down by the shock.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Mo Xing's mouth, and he said in a deep voice: "This flying sword is a middle-grade sword that can hold you to death. How can you fight against me? You will lose after all!"
Although Wufeng was knocked back, it was not damaged at all. You can imagine how tough it is.
Miso!
Yuan Futu calmly condensed two tribulation swords again and blasted them away. The sharp sword also moved again under his control and moved forward slowly.
"His world power talent seems to be much better than what was tested at the time." Immortal Weiyang said.
Although testing with boundary stones is a necessary step, it is not 100% accurate. Many geniuses who were tested died one after another in the later period because they were unable to break through the bottleneck, and some unknown disciples also soared into the sky. These Gang Immortals
It's not surprising for a super strong person.
"It's interesting to attack from both sides." Immortal Dao Shi said and took two more sips of the immortal brew.
There were two tribulation swords in front of him, and then there was a heavy sword without an edge. Mo Xing was attacked on both sides, and his face suddenly became ferocious. He thought to himself: "The triple Taixuan sword is famous for its speed. I will break its tribulation sword first, and then destroy it."
That stone sword, let’s see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!”
The sword formula changed, and the flamboyant golden light suddenly shrank, making the golden sword look like it was made of gold, and it was so bright that it was dazzling.
"go!"
With a command, the flying sword turned into a stream of golden light, instantly shattering the two incoming calamity swords.
Yuan Futu's face turned pale. He used so many methods at once. No matter how strong his realm power was, it was burned out. There was only one chance at the moment.
The Taixuan Sword suddenly spun around and followed Mo Xing's thoughts and rushed towards the sharp sword behind him.
From Mo Xing's point of view, the movement speed of this epee was greatly restricted and could no longer go any faster. This was a fatal injury. I really don't know why Yuan Futu chose such an immortal weapon.
Based on this estimate, before the heavy sword even approached a foot in front of him, it would probably be blown away by the Taixuan Golden Sword again, and Mo Xing specially increased its power with the intention of directly smashing this mid-level human-level flying sword.
"start!"
This word suddenly came out of Yuan Futu's mouth, like a command.
I saw that the golden divine pattern that had always been dim on the stone-like sword suddenly brightened up. The light was not dazzling and spread out like water, as if the stone sword suddenly glowed with brilliance.
At this moment, after the heavy sword Wufeng, which was still three feet away, was completely enveloped in golden light, it suddenly made a soft sound, like the sound of a bubble bursting. Although it was not loud, it made Mo Xing's heart tremble violently.
Because... that flying sword disappeared inexplicably before his eyes.
"How is that possible?!"
Mo Xing obviously did not expect that the divine patterns would have such an effect. He did not understand the divine patterns. Although he had a rich family fortune, it was obvious to him who had not yet broken through to the Golden Immortal realm to use these auxiliary items that could not last too long and had poor effects.
It doesn't make much sense, but the most important thing is, if you are just dealing with a mid-level Yuanxian, why use these.
In shock, he could no longer feel the breath of the immortal weapon at all, and it was obviously temporarily hidden by the breath-condensing divine pattern.
This scene took only one hundred breaths of time. When Mo Xing came back to his senses, the golden light appeared again, but it was no longer three feet away, but came directly to his chest.
In the void, Immortal Mo Yang said: "The shining divine pattern has the effect of allowing the immortal weapon to form a short-distance burst of speed. It is considered the top among the one-star divine patterns. If the divine pattern is perfect enough, it can even
You can teleport, even though the range is only a few feet."
Immortal Dao Shi shook his head and said: "All one-star divine patterns can be described as small enhancements to immortal weapons. A single use is not enough to affect the battle situation, but if they are matched together, coupled with unique combat creativity, it is indeed
Unexpected effects can be achieved, just like now.”
"Oops!"
Mo Xing yelled in his heart. In this critical moment, the Taixuan Golden Sword could not be turned around in time. He did not even have time to use the world force to open the sword and shield. The sharp-edge heavy sword hit the city extremely hard like a stone pillar.
On his chest, the short-distance burst of speed also increased his strength a lot. Although the world power was extremely thin, it was still quite easy to knock away an immortal cultivator who was not practicing hegemony.
In an instant, a bone crack resounded in his mind, and he felt as if his chest had been crushed into a piece of paper. He flew out, and the Taixuan Golden Sword lost control and fell to the ground tremblingly.
bass!
Yuan Futu moved, with three inches of sword energy condensed on his fingertips, he ran away wildly, turned over and pressed his knees on Mo Xing's shoulders, completely suppressing him physically, then raised his right hand high and said coldly: "
You lose."
Mo Xing was shocked, and his broken chest made him cough up a large mouthful of blood. He lost, but not because of his strength, but because he underestimated the enemy and his strategy. Therefore, there was still unwilling anger in his eyes, and he said viciously: "
I didn’t lose! I won’t accept my defeat this time, and I will make sure you die miserably.”
"Really, then in order to ensure my future safety, I have to get rid of you first!" Yuan Futu slowly pressed down on his eyes with the three-inch sword light.
Mo Xing finally showed a look of fear and said: "You...if you kill me, you will definitely be punished by the Zhanwu Palace, and they will imprison you for tens of millions of years!"
"You will be punished if you violate the rules of the challenge. I will not kill you, but I will give you no chance to practice again!"
Yuan Futu would never be lenient when dealing with this kind of scum, but of course he would not really abolish Mo Xing, he just wanted to completely destroy his fire of revenge.
But at this moment, a cold voice came into his mind. Yuan Futu felt that he no longer had any strength in his body. He couldn't help but tremble. He raised his head and saw the handsome man in white clothes in front of him.