Chapter 638: One move to determine the outcome (1 more)
Xuanwu nodded.
Du Qingchen stepped back.
Xuanwu took a few steps forward, looked at Qin Buzheng opposite, and said, "I must kill you today."
"You can't kill me, let alone you, even he can't kill me when he's not injured, because I won't die."
Qin Buzheng said with great confidence.
"Okay, then I'll kill him and see."
"Okay, come on, let's give it a try."
While he was talking, behind Qin Bu Zheng, the shadow of a lion's head suddenly lit up. This time, it was more solid than before, and it lit up one after another. In the end, nine lion heads appeared, coiled around him in a fan shape.
the back of the head.
This scene is very spectacular.
Facing Xuanwu, Qin Buzheng finally could no longer retain his strength.
He is indeed familiar with Eastern cultivation methods, but he is still a soul eater after all, so of course his strongest state is still in beast form.
I saw him looking up to the sky and letting out a long roar. His hair suddenly became long and shawl, and then it started to blow up in the calm wind.
Some hair grew on his face, his clothes suddenly exploded, and a lot of long brown hair also appeared on his upper body.
It looks like he is a golden lion.
Zhuque and Baihu were stunned.
Only now do they begin to rejoice.
If Qin Bu Zheng had used all his strength just now, they would have been killed long ago if they could not hold on until now.
This man is simply insanely strong. I guess only Du Qingchen in his prime could kill him, right?
They began to worry about Xuanwu.
Xuanwu had been in Dragon Soul for many years, many years before them, but they had no chance to see Xuanwu take action, just the move just now.
He is very strong, stronger than them all, there is no doubt about it.
But can he really deal with the beast-turned-Qin Buzheng?
Nine-headed lion shadow...
Qin Bu Zheng's strength is obvious to all.
Du Qingchen's expression did not change at all.
Xuanwu's expression became serious.
Opposite Qin Bu Zheng, his body has also grown a lot, almost three meters tall.
Xuanwu's white hair stood on end, and his robe made a sound despite the wind.
His aura began to become violent, and Suzaku and Baihu hurriedly retreated, with horrified expressions on their faces.
Du Qingchen also retreated to a distance.
This battle will definitely be earth-shattering.
But this battle may not last long.
Look at this stance, it should be over soon, maybe it's just one move.
"sword!"
Xuanwu suddenly stretched out his right hand.
In the mountains not far away, there was a sudden explosion, like an earthquake. From the depths of the ground, a black shadow suddenly flew out, jumped out of the ground and then rushed into the sky.
Boom!
There was a thunder explosion in the sky, lightning and thunder, and countless thunders surged high in the sky. In the thunder, a golden light fell from the sky, and finally shot towards Xuanwu.
Everyone was stunned.
The golden light disappeared, and there was a sword in Xuanwu's hand.
A broken sword.
The whole sword is yellow and rusty. I don't know which dynasty in history used it, nor how many years it has been buried deep in the ground. But at this moment, the rusty iron sword is glowing with golden light, like
He was baptized by the thunder.
Xuanwu stretched out two fingers and wiped them from the hilt to the tip of the sword. A flash of fire flashed, and all the rust stains fell off. The whole sword seemed to be burning red, emitting a scorching heat.
light.
This sword, when it reappears, is a very ordinary sword, but this sword is definitely no longer ordinary now.
Xuanwu's methods made both Suzaku and Baihu salivate.
This is far beyond them.
Is this the state of spiritual connection?
This thought suddenly appeared in their minds.
The light in Xuanwu's eyes became even brighter, and his fighting spirit became even more intense.
As if holding a sword in his hand, he became a hundred times more confident. The world is so big that he can go anywhere.
Pointing his sword at Qin Buzheng opposite, Xuanwu became extremely calm: "Fight!"
Qin Buzheng no longer looks like a human being, he looks like an ancient beast. His palms are big and his body is tall, like a giant. He stares at Xuanwu. Without saying a word, he roars: "Zhan
!”
He ran wildly, boom, boom, boom... Every step made a big hole in the ground. It felt like the earth was shaking and the mountains around him seemed to be collapsing.
Xuanwu was extremely calm. When he saw the other party approaching, he still pointed his broken sword at the other party and remained motionless, but the tip of the sword suddenly lit up with a golden light.
Qin Buzheng was still running. He was not running very fast, but his momentum was earth-shattering. Dust and grass flew up, covering his body.
Suddenly, a lion emerged from the dust and turf all over the sky. It was Qin Buzheng. A fist light as big as a table appeared from it and hit Xuanwu directly.
Still ten meters away from Xuanwu, Qin Buzheng's movements suddenly slowed down a lot, but he was still rushing forward.
The power of the domain did not completely restrain him.
His fist radiance is still frightening.
Xuanwu finally moved, and the sword in his hand suddenly shot out, directly towards the fist light.
A sword intent cut the fist light into half, and then flew out from it. The mountain in the distance rumbled, countless gravel fell down, and the mountain began to collapse.
Du Qingchen and the others retreated again. He originally wanted to rescue the frog, but it was too late. Countless rocks smashed the frog into meat and buried it deeply.
Fortunately, the valley is wide enough, otherwise, everyone present would probably be buried alive.
Suddenly, the world stopped.
The dust slowly dissipated, and the two people in the center of the battlefield were finally revealed.
Xuanwu was still standing there, his body was trembling slightly, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.
Obviously, he was injured, internally.
There is no trace of the broken sword.
Only five meters away from him, Qin Buzheng stood there. Behind him, the nine lion-headed shadows disappeared. He returned to his original appearance, his hair became shorter, and the hair on his face and upper body disappeared, but he
There was a sword wound on his chest, penetrating from the heart. The wound was huge, as big as the mouth of a bowl. His internal organs fell to the ground, and blood was flowing downwards.
However, what makes people feel strange is that Qin Buzheng is not dead.
He actually didn't die.
Du Qingchen frowned, expressing confusion.
Suzaku and Baihu looked in awe.
This person is simply non-human. Isn’t he going to die?
Qin Buzheng's face was also very pale, with an expression of disbelief. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Xuanwu, and he was still able to speak.
"That's right, it's just a hair's breadth away from you, and you'll be able to achieve spiritual enlightenment."
Xuanwu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.