Where the sword light flashed, Yang Shen was frightened beyond measure. In a hurry, he condensed countless ice needles and placed them in front of him. He took out a talisman and melted it away, and the figure flew back again. Then he poured out several streams of Guishui. Xuan Lei hit Zhuang Wudao,
It turned out to be a talisman, but it was only of the third level. Not only was its power far inferior to the Heavenly Demon-Slaying Demon-Eclipsing God Thunder Talisman used by Fang Xiaoru back then, but it was also compared to the Shangxiaoyang Yanjidu Thunder Talisman refined for him by Master Jiefa. It's also far worse.
Zhuang Wudao's style is no longer full of flaws when it was first created. The key is to move the universe and use force to transform it.
The tip of the sword flashed, and a sword flower was drawn out, shattering most of the ice needles. The remaining parts were directly bounced out by Zhuang Wudao's magnetic energy at the moment of contact.
But after the Guishui Xuan Lei, Zhuang Wudao had no intention of evading and resisting. Instead, more purple thunder exploded outside his body, and then he passed through with one sword. Yang Shen couldn't even stop it with these methods. Not only could he not stop it even if he took half a breath, but he used a small part of the Guishui Xuan Lei for his own use and mixed it with the Dutian Divine Thunder that filled the sky.
Yang Shen let out a muffled groan, then punched out another talisman, and then his figure turned into light and disappeared. At this time, he had no way to retreat in the palace, so he could only try his best to quickly walk around the walls of the palace.
The figure has accelerated to the extreme, but it is still unable to get rid of the sword light behind it, and the distance is getting closer and closer. Even on the neck, you can feel the bone-chilling chill transmitted by the sword energy.
"Shuzi, do you really dare to kill me and become my enemy in Canglan Pavilion?"
Yang Shen couldn't help but soften his tone, because if he didn't stop, this incarnation would definitely be destroyed in Zhuang Wudao's hands.
"What's wrong with killing you?"
Zhuang Wudao didn't care. Just like Canglan Pavilion didn't care about Lichen Sect, which was far away in the south of the world, Li Chen naturally didn't need to care about Canglan Pavilion, a major sect in the north that was more than a million miles away.
When Fei Huzi heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother Zhuang, just give me a face, how about we give up? After all, these are my guests in Chiyin City, and it's not good for anyone to be hurt. Why should Brother Zhuang have to defend himself for nothing?" Add an enemy?"
The sword force was even more fierce, and a blood mark was already cut on Yang Shen's neck. Yang Shen could no longer retreat, and almost all the space he could move had been firmly locked by Zhuang Wudao's sword force and thoughts. Death. Any changes at this time were useless. Yang Shen Yujian retreated outside the palace and flew out quickly.
It was on the white jade bridge that led from the Four Elephants Hall to the Four Inner Halls. Zhuang Wudao was still unyielding, his sword locking Yang Shen's figure tightly without leaving any trace.
However, when his figure had just passed through the stone bridge, he realized that something was wrong. It was obvious that the Xinghai Palace in front of him should be the Xinghai Palace. However, when he rushed into this place, there was a starry sky above, and the figure was made of It penetrates parallelly and turns to rush upward towards the top of the lake.
It is the method of looking into an empty mirror, the space——
Zhuang Wudao suddenly realized that the white jade stone bridge leading to Xinghai Palace seemed ordinary, but in fact it was filled with murderous intent.
The entire white jade stone bridge has been divided and folded into countless remaining pieces by the sky-illuminating mirror above.
I felt before that it would be too easy to enter the Nine Palaces of Forbidden Lake, but it turns out that the secret lies here.
However, the changes in this space did not affect his sword in the slightest. Even the division of space on the white jade bridge could not completely separate his thoughts. After all, the changes in space here have traces, and they are not completely unorganized. .
At this time, there was a different situation in the palace. Looking at the two people on the white jade bridge, their positions were constantly changing and moving.
The faces of Zhiyuan and Yan Dingtian gradually became serious. They could faintly see that the white jade stone bridge was probably very dangerous. Entering the inner four halls of the Forbidden Lake Palace was far less optimistic than they imagined.
Feihuzi frowned, and walked to the exit of the Four Elephant Hall unconsciously, looking out of the hall with a worried look on his face.
Wenbo remained silent and never moved at all. Even though Yang Shen was seriously injured by Zhuang Wudao, he had no intention of taking action. It seemed that he was really coerced and subdued by Zhiyuan and Yan Dingtian.
However, just when the attention of the three people in the palace was attracted by the battle between the two on the White Jade Bridge, and their vigilance dropped to the lowest level, Wenbo suddenly pulled out a shuttle-shaped spiritual weapon in his hand, carrying him with him.
Suddenly, the three of them were caught off guard and rushed out of the palace.
The nine swords outside him rose together like sword wheels, passing through a heavily divided space and slashing at Zhuang Wudao.
The three of them were all startled. Feihuzi walked out first. Zhiyuan and Yan Dingtian followed closely behind, intending to stop them.
At this time, Yang Shen had been completely forced into a desperate situation by Zhuang Wudao's Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin. However, at this time, he no longer looked fearful. Instead, his face had blue veins exposed, a ferocious look on his face, and his eyes were red.
"Forget it, you forced me to—"
Before he finished speaking, his whole body was inflating like air. The strong energy outside his body was surging, like a strong wall.
Zhuang Wudao ignored him and immediately cut off Yang Shen's head with a 'Hey,' sound. He was fully aware of this man's next move. However, now that the grudge was settled, the other party already hated him to the core.
Then how could he allow this person to die under his own sword? He did this to Fang Xiaoru, and he did the same to Yang Shen
Although killing the external incarnation cannot end the person's life, it will definitely affect the life of the soul. In more serious cases, it may even cause the person to lose two or three levels of cultivation.
As for the backlash that followed this person, the worst he could do was to get seriously injured.
Sure enough, the next moment, an extremely weird smile appeared on Yang Shen's head, which was stirred up by the blood.
"Then we will die together."
The body that had swelled to nearly half a foot in diameter suddenly exploded. Countless pieces of flesh and blood, like flames, spurted towards Zhuang Wudao, spread out ten feet, and completely enveloped him.
Every tiny drop of blood was now like a steel ball, containing the destructive power of gold penetrating through stone. The thunder apricot sword hairpin weaved a heavy sword curtain, which collapsed at the moment of contact with it.
Zhuang Wudao was already prepared, holding the 'Golden Cauldron Tiangang Qi Talisman' that he got from Fang Xiaoru in his hand. But just when he was about to activate the talisman, he could withstand Yang Shen's desperate backlash.
A sword shadow and a sword wheel suddenly came from behind him.
It's Wenbo
Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly, and at this moment he had no intention of thinking about why Yan Dingtian and the others failed to stop this man.
In his mind, hundreds of thoughts flashed through him in an instant, and he was trying his best to think of a way to escape from the predicament. If it was just Yang Shen's self-destruction backfire, he was sure that he could escape with severe damage without affecting his strength. However, at this moment, he faced
This one and the other could be called a coordinated attack, but there was a risk of death.
However, just for a moment, another flash of inspiration flashed in Zhuang Wudao's mind. Yu Jian boldly let go of his defense, the sword light transformed, and the circle dance wheel belt created several mysterious sword arcs.
The magnetic energy is also shrinking and rising.
The world moves, the flowers and trees are replaced
All actions were completed in the blink of an eye. Before the blink of an eye, Zhuang Wudao was in front and Wenbo was behind.
After a blink of an eye, it was Wenbo who was in front and Zhuang Wudao behind. When the blood wave hit, the first one to bear the brunt was not Zhuang Wudao but Wenbo.
On Yang Shen's head, there was an incredible expression on his face, and there was a bit of anxiety and fear.
"How come?"
Against the tide of blood that burst out from his body, Wenbo was bound to die. This also meant that the most outstanding disciple of this generation of Canglan Pavilion was about to die in his hands.
"Zhuang Wudao, how dare you—"
Yang Shen roared with the essence and blood in his severed head and body, and howled with his soul. But Wen Bo's eyes were already panicked and full of fear. He hurriedly stopped his figure, raised his strength and flew away. However, in a moment
, but there is simply no way to avoid it.
At this time, Zhuang Wudao's thunder apricot sword hairpin had once again weaved a sword curtain behind him, completely blocking Wenbo's retreat. His eyes were cold, and he still showed no mercy.
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
When this sentence was finished, the blood tide had already collided head-on with Wenbo's sword wheel. Without any suspense, the nine flying swords all shattered and flew away.
Then Wenbo's whole body was completely submerged by the blood tide. Wenbo's figure included, constantly resisting, struggling, and trying to break through.
But all the efforts failed in the end, and the movement in the blood tide returned to silence in just three breaths.
Zhuang Wudao looked at it expressionlessly, and activated the Golden Cauldron Talisman. A layer of Golden Cauldron Tiangang Qi protected his whole body, resisting the aftermath of the overflowing Qi Gang.
Then, when the blood tide was temporarily weakened, Lei Xing's sword hairpin slashed hard, and then smashed Yang Shen's head into pieces.
But at this moment, Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt a warning sign in his mind. However, the source of the crisis was not the person, but the changes in the space around him.
wrong
Zhuang Wudao subconsciously looked at the sky. The purple light emitted from the ancient bronze mirror gradually grew stronger. And the fragmented space around him suddenly came to life and began to flow.
Zhuang Wudao watched with his own eyes. The remnants of Wenbo's body seemed to be cut by invisible sharp blades and disintegrated. One part remained in place, the wound was unusually smooth, while the other part disappeared without a trace.
The changes in this space are getting faster and faster. It is more like a stage of whirlpool, sweeping people deeper and swallowing them completely. Although Zhuang Wudao has narrowly avoided it several times, people can't help but fall into this whirlpool and cannot escape.
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"Brother Zhuang, catch it"
A piece of colorful brocade suddenly crossed several divided spaces and was thrown from a distance.
Zhuang Wudao just heard the sound and knew it was the flying swan. Although he was surprised in his heart, Zhuang Wudao did not hesitate at all. He reached out and grabbed the brocade, hoping to use it to escape.