Chapter 22: A sword as vertical and horizontal as the wind
Through the slightly convex telescope crystal piece, Mo Chenfeng could clearly see Zhi Kaizhen's figure rushing out of the dragon boat, and even saw a flash of surprise when the other party looked at him.
"Forty-nine years, seven months and twenty-six days, it's finally time to go back." Mo Chenfeng sighed lowly, and a trace of complicated and unexplainable emotions emerged in his heart. He quickly calmed down and regained his composure. The breath in his body vibrated.
, many acupoints and meridians form a "physical mechanism" similar to gears and chains, operating at full strength with a simple and smooth rhythm.
The iron shell surrounding the dragon boat was controlled by the physical mechanism, and one side began to slide. A hole the size of a tree stump was quietly revealed under the side of the boat, just enough for people to enter and exit.
Mo Chenfeng's outer robe slipped silently, revealing the tight-fitting dragon-skin waterbag underneath, which was green and black inside, the same color as the Zhangshui River. The smell of dragons was enough to make snakes and insects in the river retreat.
He took a deep breath, pulled on the dragon skin hood by the water, flicked his heel, and shot out like an arrow, disappearing silently into the Zhangshui River without causing any splash.
The hole on the side of the boat was immediately closed, and the two escorting Yan warriors continued to drive the dragon boat, creating the illusion that Mo Chenfeng was still in the boat. The Yan warriors were always remotely controlled by Mo Chenfeng's physical mechanism to make necessary adjustments. p>
High in the sky, the mechanical iron eagle is circling and flying. Even though Mo Chenfeng is underwater, he can still know the exact location of Zhi Shou at any time.
The sword light was like a long blue wind, wrapping around Zhikarizhen and sweeping towards the direction of Mo Chenfeng's dragon boat.
Countless attacks hit his original position, like thunder from the blue. Waves of light and flames exploded. The bone dragon boat swayed and rolled sideways on the river, ups and downs with the waves.
"He can't hold on any longer!" "Yuan An wants to escape!" "Stop him! Don't let him join the Six Bamboo Forest Masters!" The monks shouted, driving forward in the boat, casting spells, and attacking in all kinds of ways without stopping.
The ground chased Zhikarizhen all the way.
"Kill!" Along with the fierce shout, a sharp sword light also rushed out from the nearby dragon boat. Geng Zhao also abandoned the boat and jumped up, holding the knife in both hands. He was in mid-air. The extremely sharp sword light tore through the air waves, and from
Hits Zikari Zhen from the side!
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, as if falling into an ice cellar, and the cold was bone-chilling. This is the unique effect of Geng Zhaohan's ice knife technique. When ordinary people are exposed to the knife energy, their blood and blood are immediately frozen, and their hands and feet become stiff, and they can only let themselves be slaughtered.<
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Zhikarizhen flicked his wrist, and the green sword light suddenly exploded, setting off a sharp storm of sword energy, rushing towards the ice sword light.
The wind was strong, and the whistling sound of the sword energy was overwhelming and thrilling. It was even more powerful than the light of the sword. Geng Zhao's cold face showed no expression at all, but the ice sword suddenly accelerated, changed its rhythm, and approached the silk bamboo sword in an instant, and the sword energy was also there in an instant.
Skyrocketed several times!
Obviously, his previous sword energy was just to confuse his opponent. Now that the swords are about to clash, he suddenly strikes with all his strength. The change is so fast that people are caught off guard. If the opponent had predicted based on the original speed and power of the ice sword, he would definitely be in trouble.
Loss.
The sword energy collided with the Silk Bamboo Sword at an astonishing high speed, and tiny silver-white frost flowers condensed in the air.
"When--" The swords collided, like thunder and lightning, but unexpectedly there was only a soft sound.
Geng Zhao's heart sank. Wherever the blade touched, it was as light as a feather, empty, and it didn't hit! The opponent's sword light seemed to be as strong as a storm, with terrifying momentum, but in fact it was just a thin breeze, weak and weak.
, causing his full blow to fall into the air. Not only was the force lost, causing turmoil in his body's energy and blood, the sword energy was exhausted, but he also lost the remaining energy for subsequent changes.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized that Yuan An's sword was deliberately amplifying the sword's light, bluffing, and creating the illusion of a head-on confrontation with him. In fact, he was tricking himself into using his full strength to expose his flaws.
This is an ingenious psychological battle, and it is also Yuan An's absolute confidence in the control of sword moves, convinced that he can use skill to transform strength.
In an instant, the breeze-like sword light swirled around and turned into a fierce storm, as fast as a meteor and as fierce as a thunderbolt, hitting Geng Zhao directly between his eyebrows!
This attack turned from weak to strong, seizing the moment when Geng Zhao's sword energy was released, he suddenly attacked. The timing was perfectly captured, and the conversion of power was extremely wonderful, leaving no time for Geng Zhao to breathe.
Geng Zhao's expression remained unchanged, not panicking because of the danger. A silver-white iceberg suddenly jumped out behind him. The mountain was steep and steep, and the air was cold, like a huge ice knife stuck upside down.
This is his Bingfeng Dharma and his back-up plan. The thieves in the Taihang Mountains have always licked blood with their swords. With so much experience in fighting, how can they leave no room for change?
Geng Zhao activated the Dharma Appearance and was about to intercept the sword strike when his body suddenly froze, as if his whole body was suddenly "frozen" for a moment!
The Forbidden Figurine Sacrifice Technique - Immobilizing Curse!
The light of the sword flashed, blood splattered from Geng Zhao's brow, and the ice knife slipped from his hand. Geng Zhao fell from mid-air on his back and fell into the water with a "plop", and his body was immediately bitten by snakes and beasts.
Blood oozed from the corner of Zhi Shou Zhen's lips, and the grass figurine in Zhong Dantian was swaying. Geng Zhao was too powerful. In order to kill the opponent with one blow, he did not hesitate to use the immobilization spell. He would rather suffer the backlash than be entangled by the opponent. If
If he pauses for a moment, he will fall into an endless group attack.
"Boom!" The ice sword energy remaining on the silk and bamboo sword suddenly broke out and was released. Previously, although Zhi Shouzhen used the excellent sword skill of breaking the bamboo in the cold wind to divert Geng Zhao's full sword, some parts of the sword still remained.
It was difficult to dissolve the energy, so it all came out at this time.
Zhikarizhen's body shook, and with the help of his sword energy, he shot forward like a projectile and crashed into a dragon boat.
This collision was not only full of sword energy, but also burst out with the remaining ice sword energy. Coupled with Shikari Zhen's speed change due to the force of the ejection, the five monks on the boat had no time to react. They were swept by the sword light and sprayed all over their bodies.
A stream of blood spurted out, and he fell to death.
Zhikarizhen pointed his toes on the deck, jumped out again, and rushed onto the dragon boat on the left front.
Jin San was the only one on the boat, and his heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom. The scene of Geng Zhao falling in mid-air flashed across his mind. He had already changed his mind and no longer wanted the Golden Que Illustration. He just wanted to use the dragon boat to increase his strength, but everyone chased him in unison.
Yuan An, the atmosphere was so heated that he got carried away for a moment and chased after him in a fierce manner.
The blue light lit up, whistling like the wind, and the silk and bamboo sword came through the air. Jin San screamed wildly to be brave, and the iron claws filled his body with turbid energy, and he waved wildly to meet the sword light.
The light of the sword was gently raised, changing from square to inch, shaking constantly. Jin San couldn't see the force of the sword at all. He only felt a chill in his throat, and the cold sword tip penetrated his throat, and blood spurted out.
Zhi Shou Zhen moved his sword like the wind and rushed to the next dragon boat without stopping. The iron eagle flew low in the sky, faintly pointing the direction.
"Is this the sword cultivator?" Lu Yizhu's eyes flashed, but he saw hundreds of dragon boats chasing each other on the undulating river, rushing toward Yuan An like a frenzy. The latter went up against the waves and attacked head on, like a broken bamboo.
Kill your opponent.
Even though the green bead is a saint from the Demon Sect and has a lot of experience, she was dazzled by it at this moment, and she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.