Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones Chapter 225 Battle in the Palace! Heroes from all walks of life, each showing their magical powers!
Chapter 225 Battle in the Palace! Heroes from all walks of life, each showing their magical powers!
Chapter 225 The battle in the palace! Heroes from all walks of life show off their magical powers!
Author: Fobudu
Chapter 225 The battle in the palace! Heroes from all walks of life show off their magical powers!
There are eighteen kinds of weapons including swords, guns, swords and halberds, but the sword is the most beloved one.
A gentleman wears a sword!
Beauty is as beautiful as jade and sword as rainbow!
Sword madness! Sword madness!
Sword Master! Sword Demon!
People's love and obsession with swords last forever and are passed down from generation to generation.
Even, no matter your background, no matter your national origin...
The sword unifies the aesthetics of all classes and races!
Of the eighteen weapons, only the sword can do this!
It is precisely because of people's continuous enthusiasm for swords that the application, reproduction and development of swordsmanship far exceed that of swordsmanship, spearmanship and other weapons, and it has become a genre of its own.
In fact, kendo became independent from the Eighteen Weapons a long time ago, and with the efforts of countless sword lovers, one branch after another of kendo was created.
Countless ancestors worked hard and finally mastered it, gathering all the mastery of swordsmanship, and uniting thousands of swords into one, condensing into a unique system that has never been seen before or since -
That is, "Legacy of the Sword Master"!
This inheritance system is very unnatural.
Suppose you are a martial arts practitioner, practice hard all your life, be promoted to the pinnacle of the first rank, and then reach the end of your life.
At this time, your body gradually ages and weakens, and your internal strength and spirit wither away, eventually turning into a cup of loess.
In this life, a similar process is repeated over and over again, and it is the same for you and me.
But what if you happen to be a swordsman!
You have also practiced hard all your life and been promoted to the peak of the first level. After that, you took a step further and reached perfection in the way of swordsmanship.
Well, congratulations!
You have become a generation of sword masters!
However, the Sword Master will also die and cannot escape the fate of 500 years of life. But because you are the Sword Master, you are unique and powerful!
You can condense the essence of this life's practice into a "sword seed", then choose a person you like and plant the "sword seed" into that person's body.
After that, the "sword seed" will take root and sprout in that person's body.
That person's understanding of the art of swordsmanship is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he even knows it by himself without a teacher.
And the most important thing is that as long as that person does not die, and if the basic conditions such as resources and time are sufficient, that person has a 99% probability of becoming the new Sword Master!
This is not over yet, the new sword master can also condense the "sword seed" and pass it on to the next generation.
This is passed down from generation to generation!
In theory, inheritance can be eternal!
Just imagine, if a sword master appears in a certain family, assuming that the family is prosperous, then the sword master inheritance can be continued from generation to generation.
Because of this, the Juggernaut system is almost equivalent to bloodline inheritance!
Of course, the number of sword masters is too small, and they can only be passed down to one person. However, bloodline inheritance increases with time, forming a huge number.
Therefore, the Juggernaut system can resist bloodline inheritance, but it will never be able to defeat bloodline inheritance.
Because of all these reasons, the Sword Saint system can only dominate the "Sword State". It is a small corner of the country, but the bloodline family can rule the nine states and be superior to all races.
Even so, the identity of "Sword Master's Successor" is still astonishing and extraordinary.
Shangguan Wan'er:
Bad guy commander!
The successor of the Sword Saint!
Of her two identities, one represents Li Shizong’s remaining power, and the other represents the power of the Sword Saint lineage!
Her appearance is enough to change many things.
Li Quan was shocked. He looked at the inconspicuous maid, then at Wu Yutian, who had a sneer on his lips, and said in shock: "It turns out that you have conquered the bad guys a long time ago. You know that I lied."
All five Shura Kings changed their colors.
With the help of Li Quan, they easily sneaked into the palace and approached Wu Yutian. This move was originally a stroke of genius.
As long as Wu Yutian is restrained or killed, even if Chanzhou Xuan falls into the hands of the Western Regions, their goal will be achieved.
But he never expected that Wu Yutian's scheming was as deep as the sea and his plans were even better.
A good general will use his plan to lure you into an urn!
In other words, the five Shura Kings have fallen into the ambush set by Wu Yutian.
They quickly looked around, using their vision, hearing and other senses to their limits, looking for the hiding place of the ambush.
"Why, are you so nervous?"
Wu Yutian clasped his hands behind his back, and the sneer on his face became more intense, "If Li Quan hadn't been so clever, how would I have had the chance to catch all five of you in one go?"
After hearing this, Li Quan shuddered. He knew that he had messed up the mission. Even if he escaped from the palace and returned to the Western Regions, he would be severely punished and end up with a fate worse than death.
So, Li Quan gritted his teeth and shouted: "I will fight with you."
The right hand holding the whisk suddenly shook.
Whoosh whoosh!
The animal hair at the front of the fly whisk spread out and turned into three thousand needle-like hidden weapons and sprayed out, shooting towards Wu Yutian not far away.
"A second-grade eunuch dares to attack me?"
Wu Yutian looked disdainfully and swept a large area with his sleeves, knocking off all the animal hair.
A force of counter-shock penetrated Li Quan's whole body, shaking violently and bleeding from all his orifices. He fell straight down, and it seemed that he was no longer alive.
"The matter has come to an end. To capture the thief, capture the king first!"
Seeing this, King Shura made an immediate decision, put his hands forward, twisted his left and right palms in a circle, and then pressed down violently.
Bang!
Press the palms of your hands on the ground!
Click, click, click...
Immediately, with King Shura as the center, spider web-like cracks appeared on the ground, spreading rapidly in all directions.
Each crack quickly expanded into a ravine, floors shattered, load-bearing columns collapsed, roofs collapsed, and walls cracked and fell.
Boom!
The royal study fell apart in the blink of an eye and turned into ruins.
The huge noise was like a signal. The men brought by King Shura and the five men were lurking outside the palace at the moment. As soon as they heard the huge noise, they immediately launched an offensive.
The palace doors were opened one after another by traitors.
A group of black-clothed masters broke into the palace without any resistance and started killing each other, causing blood to flow everywhere.
But soon, the defensive forces such as the Royal Forest Army, Imperial Guards, Imperial Guards, and Ouchi experts were all activated and began to encircle and suppress the men in black.
"Amitabha!"
A thundering Buddha's trumpet sounded, and Master Shi Deng and other monks from Jinshan Temple suddenly appeared and joined the battle.
For a time, the men in black were heavily surrounded, and they faced a court force that was several times greater than theirs. They all fell into a bitter battle and suffered heavy casualties.
The situation quickly became one-sided.
The imperial study room collapsed!
Wu Yutian and Shangguan Wan'er jumped into the sky, soared up to a high altitude.
Almost at the same time, five figures followed closely.
King Shura and King Slaanesh pounced on Wu Yutian at the same time, but before they could get close enough, whoosh whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the sky approached quickly, and twelve figures came galloping towards them.
"The Twelve Guards are here to escort you!"
These twelve people rushed over and defended Wu Yutian.
They are the emperor's personal bodyguards, and their official official title is "Qianniu Guards". They are all top masters trained by Li Shizong with huge resources, and they swear allegiance to the Li royal family to the death.
At the same time, four figures appeared strangely next to Shangguan Wan'er, all holding swords.
Since there are descendants of the Sword Saint in the world, there are naturally "sword slaves" to protect them.
These four sword slaves are not only the four guardians of bad people, but also the followers carefully selected by the previous sword master as his successors.
then!
In the sky above the palace, sixteen powerful first-level masters appeared in vain.
"Huh, is that all you need?"
The five Shura Kings were not afraid and continued to fly forward.
I have to admit that any one of the twelve tribulations is very powerful in combat, and some of them are even more powerful than King Wusheng.
The powerful here does not mean that the pure power is more powerful, but that their killing methods are more cunning and vicious, and the damage they can cause is more terrifying, making it difficult to guard against.
If the Dharma King Wusheng can fight one against four, he can naturally do the same in the other twelve kalpas.
So, if you want to stop these five people, you must arrange at least twenty first-level masters.
"King Slaanesh, I heard that you like to play with women very much. Do you think Wan'er is having fun?"
Shangguan Wan'er hooked her fingers.
"……cut!"
King Slaanesh licked his tongue and said, "Okay, since you kindly asked, then I'll taste how naughty you are."
He flew over with a smile on his face, and arms appeared behind his back, surrounding him like a peacock spreading its tail.
There are so many arms, it's like there are a thousand hands, teeth and claws.
The scary thing is that those arms are several meters long and have no bones. They can twist and turn at will, just like pythons.
"Hmph, with so many hands, no wonder others call you the 'Thousand-Handed Demon'."
Shangguan Wan'er quickly backed away, and the information about King Slaanesh came to mind. This person also had extraordinary talents, practiced the Buddhist secret "Thousand Hands Technique", and integrated many martial arts such as "Dragon Subduing Hand" and "Heavenly Buddha Palm".
Perfect and gradually become a school of its own.
Rumor has it that King Slaanesh's "Thousand Hands" are flexible and can extend infinitely to grab enemies thousands of meters away or even farther away. They can also shrink back quickly, just like a rubber band, which is weird and unpredictable.
Facing such a formidable enemy, Shangguan Wan'er took a deep breath, her brows flickered with light, and an indigo-colored long sword appeared in her hand. The sword's light was cold, and the phantom of a green dragon was faintly visible.
"Oh, green glass sword!"
King Slaanesh's eyes flashed, and his expression turned serious. Although he was powerful, cruel, lustful, and liked to talk nonsense, he was by no means a stupid person.
So, he stopped.
Seeing this scene, Shangguan Wan'er sarcastically said: "Hmph, the majestic King of Slaanesh doesn't even dare to pursue a weak woman like me?"
King Slaanesh sneered: "I'm not interested in stalking women. If you want to fight, then fight. If not, then get out."
Whoosh!
Before she finished speaking, Shangguan Wan'er had already swung her sword. At first glance, her sword light looked simple and unremarkable, but it exuded an indescribable sharpness.
"break!"
As if the sword light had substance, it slashed at King Slaanesh's neck at high speed.
puff!
King Slaanesh stood in the air, and an arm behind him swung out boldly to meet the sword light.
The arm exploded and the sword light also dissipated.
"I have a thousand arms, how many sword lights can you release?"
King Slaanesh crossed his hands on his chest, grinned, and looked at Shangguan Wan'er teasingly.
"A thousand ways..."
A cold and stern look appeared between Shangguan Wan'er's brows.
At the same moment, four sword slaves blocked King Shura.
The twelve Thousand Oxen Guards were divided into three groups and attacked King Yaksha, King Fudo, and King Zhenren respectively.
Wu Yutian stood leisurely on a high place, looking at the group below.
"Everyone get out of here!"
Suddenly, as King Shura shouted angrily, a dark purple sword appeared in his hand.
As soon as this knife appeared, the entire sky was dyed dark purple.
Everyone's breath was suffocated, their chests felt heavy, and they felt an endless surge of violent energy.
"Shura Knife!"
The expressions of all four sword slaves changed, and they were swept away by the terrifying anger and were shaken back.
This Shura sword has a notorious reputation. It is unknown what kind of material the blade is made of, but it can absorb the violent energy between heaven and earth. The more people kill, the stronger the violent energy will be, and the more terrifying the sword's power will be.
Just now, King Shura just pulled out the Shura Sword from its scabbard, and the violent aura erupted drove the four sword slaves several hundred meters away. Their blood was boiling and their faces were ugly.
"Hahaha, King Shura, I didn't expect to use the Shura Sword so early."
King Yaksha laughed loudly, "Well, today we fell into the trap and became Wu Yutian's prey. Since they are so enthusiastic, let's show some real skills."
While he was talking, King Yaksha turned his hand and took out a conch, put it to his mouth and blew it.
Gurgling!
Taotaotaotao!
Accompanied by a loud sound, like seawater pouring in, a large amount of black seawater was released from the conch.
The black seawater surged endlessly and quickly expanded into a huge water area.
The twelve Thousand Oxen Guards had no time to dodge, and were all swept away by the black water, ambushing them into the water.
It was pitch black before them, and they didn't know their direction.
What's even worse is that the surrounding black water is as heavy as a giant, squeezing their bodies, making them slow and unable to move.
Wu Yutian's heart sank at this scene.
Shangguan Wan'er and the four sword slaves suddenly looked extremely solemn.
Who would have thought that the Twelve Thousand Oxen Guards would be so unlucky that they would be dealt with immediately by King Yaksha.
"Well, we've trapped them for now."
King Yaksha smiled coldly, "Bullshit Twelve Thousand Cow Guards, a bunch of clowns, that's all."
King Fudo smiled and said: "King Yaksha, I am very happy that your black water magic has reached a higher level."
King Yaksha put away the conch and laughed loudly: "King Fudo, stop trying to kill me and get down to business."
"You don't need to take action, let me do it." The real Dharma King smiled ferociously and rushed towards Wu Yutian.
"Let's see who dares to offend the emperor!"
"Wind Blade!"
At this moment, a figure flew over quickly, shook its arms, and released hundreds of wind blades.
Swish, brush, brush!
Wind blades struck one after another, and the real Dharma King dodged left, right, up and down.
The next second, Jin Xuanhua appeared above his head, pressing down with his hands, a hurricane vortex erupted.
boom!
The real Dharma King was beaten upright, his whole body was swept by the hurricane, swept by the whirlpool, and fell downwards.
Jin Xuanhua breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his head, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I am late to escort you, please punish me."
Wu Yutian smiled and said: "Jin Aiqing, you came at the right time, what's your crime?"
Jin Xuanhua turned downwards and said angrily: "You are such a bold madman, why don't you just catch him without hesitation?"
King Shura slowly rose up, looked at Jin Xuanhua, and asked: "Answer me, do you not know us?"
Jin Xuanhua blinked. He happened to be in the royal city today and suddenly heard a huge noise, so he rushed over to take a look.
Unexpectedly, at the first sight, I saw someone trying to assassinate Wu Yutian.
Not bad, Jin Xuanhua was sure that this was an opportunity to make great achievements, and immediately took action to repel the real Dharma King.
Although the attack was suspected of being a sneak attack and not so glorious, who cares about this kind of thing.
Because this attack was successful, Jin Xuanhua mistakenly believed that the assassin's strength was mediocre, and his attitude became a little arrogant.
At this time, he looked around intently, and the expression on his face suddenly became more and more exciting.
"King Shura?!"
"Yaksha King?!"
"you……"
Jin Xuanhua gasped for air, his scalp numb.
I'm so fucked!
No matter how much he imagined, he never would have imagined that the assassins would be such big shots.
Gulu!
Jin Xuanhua was unable to get off the tiger. Although cold sweat could not stop breaking out on his forehead, he still said stubbornly: "Humph, who do I think I am? It turns out to be you Western Region Tartars. I, Jin Xuanhua, am here today, and none of you can even think about it."
Half a step beyond the thunder pool."
Before he finished speaking, King Shura rushed forward and rushed past him.
"Well……"
Jin Xuanhua's face twitched, and he ignored the embarrassment. He turned around and raised his arms, just as he was about to release a series of wind blades to hit King Shura.
In vain!
Shura Wang Qing raised his Shura sword, and endless violent energy spurted out, washing over Jin Xuanhua's body.
Jin Xuanhua felt cold all over his body and felt stiff.
At this moment, a figure appeared silently behind Jin Xuanhua, and a sneer sounded in his ears.
"I heard you are very fast, right?"
Jin Xuanhua squinted and his eyes widened in size.
"why you?!"
The real Dharma King returned intact and placed his hands on Jin Xuanhua's back.
boom!
A hurricane vortex bursts out!
"Is this the Eagle Wing Kung Fu?!" Jin Xuanhua's head exploded with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Dharma King Wu Sheng came over to ask him before about someone performing the Jin family's unique Eagle Wing Kung Fu, but he was still half-convinced.
I never expected that I would meet him today.
The real Dharma King launched a hurricane vortex, which hit Jin Xuanhua solidly, sweeping Jin Xuanhua away. Wisps of blood were picked up in the air and fell outside the palace.
"Idiot, you dare to attack me secretly."
The real Dharma King spat, his face full of contempt.
at the same time!
King Shura, King Yaksha, and King Fudo rushed forward together and surrounded Wu Yutian.
"Oh, I've long expected this day to come."
Wu Yutian sighed softly, his expression quite complicated.
"Hahaha!"
King Shura sneered: "Little Anu, even if you want to beg for mercy now, it's too late. Twelve Tribulations will never let any traitor go."
"Hey, did you misunderstand?" Wu Yutian's lips curved, "Who told you that I asked for mercy? I just said that I had expected that this situation would happen."
"..."
King Shura and the other three were all stunned.
The smile on Wu Yutian's face became even more wonderful, he stretched out his arms and said: "Since I expected it, I am naturally fully prepared."
Her right hand clasped, snap!
Snapped his fingers!
The next moment, golden light suddenly bloomed under her feet, and a huge lotus appeared out of thin air...