Chapter 867: Heaven’s Swordsmanship comes out again with low damage
Sun Wenyuan used his spiritual consciousness to control and command, and with his thoughts, the water dragon's straight body turned its head again and plunged into the eye of the wind. It was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, but it arrived in front of Su Twelve in the blink of an eye.
The water dragon opened its teeth and claws, opened its bloody mouth, and breathed out amazing cold air and huge suction force, and was about to swallow Su Twelve in one gulp!
At the critical moment, Su Twelve suddenly opened his eyes.
Two gleams of light flashed in his eyes.
The spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered around the Wuxie Sword and around him moved instantly, condensing into a towering sword shadow.
The sword intent emerged in shock, and the frost all over Su Twelve instantly disintegrated.
At this moment, the water dragon was less than ten feet away from Su Twelve, and was about to swallow Su Twelve in one gulp.
But feeling this terrifying sword intent, the water dragon's millstone-sized eyes suddenly shrank, with a look of fear on its face.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the water dragon, which was so powerful that everyone was shocked and sighed, quickly twisted its body of a hundred feet and actually chose to retreat quickly.
Don't wait to stay away.
A bright sword light flashed across everyone's eyes. The bright sword light was like the first ray of sunlight cutting through the dark night. Under the sword light, the water dragon straightened its body again, hovering in the air, motionless. It was like, stretched out.
Neck, sit and wait for the sword light to fall.
With the passing of the sword, the ice and snow in the mountains melted into nothingness.
The water dragon hovering in the air was even torn apart, and its shrill roars echoed in all directions, falling on everyone's ears, causing all the monks inside and outside the mountains to change their expressions.
The screams had not yet dissipated, and the water dragon's soul body was immediately shattered. The energy of the water dragon's inner elixir fluctuated violently, and it was torn apart in every breath.
After a loud explosion, the water dragon disappeared without a trace.
Only a flying sword with blue water, light, and a second-grade magic weapon with greatly reduced spirituality flew back to Sun Wenyuan.
Before Sun Wenyuan could catch his own flying sword, the towering sword shadow still had its remaining strength, and the sharp sword light continued to slash at Sun Wenyuan from the waist.
This sword is like a mountain; this sword is like light breaking through the dawn...
Sun Wenyuan's face was more solemn than ever before, and his heart was very alert.
This sword made him feel an extremely strong sense of crisis. If he didn't handle it carefully, he would definitely be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Full of true energy, under the urging of Sun Wenyuan, he stood ready.
"boom!"
The shocking sound of explosions resounded in all directions again, the mountains shook, countless boulders fell, and countless towering trees fell to the ground.
Seeing the sword shadow slowly dissipating, everyone took a deep breath and looked at Sun Wenyuan's location.
The aftermath of the energy dissipated, and at this time, a water-blue defensive light shield rose up around Sun Wenyuan. However, there were already cracks all over the top and bottom of the light shield.
Among them, Sun Wenyuan's clothes and hair were even more messy. There were many eye-catching sword marks on his body, some were bleeding, and some were oozing out little bits of red blood.
This appearance can be described as unprecedentedly embarrassing, and it seems that there is no trace of the demeanor of a giant and strong man in the Nascent Soul stage.
"Wenyuan, you...how are you?" Seeing his brother being injured, Sun Wenyuan looked worried and asked hurriedly.
When his voice sounded, many monks in the Zhao Dynasty who were originally confident took a step back, obviously feeling more worried.
Even Sun Wenyuan, a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, was injured like this. How could we block such an offensive?
The leader, Zhao Mingyuan, frowned more and more.
What he feared most about the Huanxing Sect was not Su Twelve, but Shen Miaoyin from Cangshan Mountain. Even if he guessed that something might happen to Shen Miaoyin, things in this world were never absolute. What if...
With such thoughts, Zhao Mingyuan felt uneasy in his heart.
But now, Shen Miaoyin never appeared, and Su Twelve alone was already so difficult to deal with.
This made him feel a little more pressure, but he couldn't express it yet.
Because of this, even though the Zhao Dynasty had a slight numerical advantage, they did not rush to take action.
Naturally, no one knows what Zhao Mingyuan is thinking.
On the other hand, everyone in the Huanxing Sect was inexplicably relieved when they saw this scene.
Sun Wenyuan's tone was astonishing. Even if Yuanying was restrained, his cultivation and strength should not be underestimated.
Especially when the water dragon was transformed with the help of the water dragon's soul body and inner elixir, its majestic power and strength made everyone fearful and panicked.
Involuntarily, everyone was sweating for Su Twelve!
But after this 'Swordsmanship from Heaven' move, Su Twelve showed a skill that shocked everyone!
After the exchange of moves, everyone was left in awe and awe at Su Twelve's strength.
It seems that... as Su Twelve said at the beginning, it is not impossible to take the opportunity to kill Sun Wenyuan?
If such an astonishing move were to be used again, someone as powerful as Sun Wenyuan would probably be defeated on the spot, right?!
Just when thoughts emerged in everyone's mind.
A fierce momentum once again enveloped the mountains, and the terrifying sword intent shocked everyone present again, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Su Twelve.
Above the dome, the celestial phenomena are still changing unpredictably, showing no signs of stopping.
As the water dragon was killed, the frozen hurricane began to rotate and spread again, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from further away was also absorbed.
In the center of the eye of the storm, another mouthful of ginseng
The shadow of the sky sword is slowly emerging.
The sharp sword edge was raging like a wind blade, and the sword intent was directed at Sun Wenyuan like waves. Just the remaining sword intent had already made the breath of everyone present stagnant.
Sun Wenyuan, who was in a state of embarrassment, even felt his heartbeat stop for a moment.
The fear of death that had not occurred for hundreds of years suddenly appeared at this moment.
The thought of fear lasted only a moment, followed by overwhelming anger.
Staring at the figure in the eye of the wind with scorching eyes, Sun Wenyuan's heart surged with murderous intent. He had never hated a person as much as he did today.
Even though he was a powerful figure in the Nascent Soul stage, he was attacked by a golden elixir and his Nascent Soul was tied up. Moreover, he was at a disadvantage one after another under the opponent's offensive, and he was in such a miserable state.
Scenes of scenes flashed quickly in my mind.
The more he thought about it, the angrier Sun Wenyuan became. He clenched his fists tightly behind his back, and veins popped out all over his body, showing the anger in his heart.
But he has rich combat experience and is very clear about the situation at this moment... Anger cannot solve the problem.
How to deal with the attack at hand is the most important thing right now.
The shadow of death looms, but Sun Wenyuan does not have much fear. As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, he admits that he has many tricks. It may not be possible to catch this move forcefully, but in critical moments, escaping and saving his life can be Still very confident.
It's just... If this happens, he will definitely end up with the name of Sun Paopao. But he just said the big words, three moves cannot kill the person in front of him, and he will commit suicide in public.
If he chooses to run away, once word spreads, the mighty Yuan Ying stage giant will be forced by the Golden Core cultivator to use secret methods to escape.
Just thinking about this kind of thing makes me want to vomit three liters of blood!
No matter how indifferent you are, it is difficult to keep your mind as calm as water. If nothing happens, it will definitely have an impact on your future cultivation.