Chapter 505 What is the use of bells and whistles?
Qian Duoying's movements are extremely fast.
As fast as lightning.
When he attacks, it seems as if thousands of silver lightnings are surging in the arena, making it impossible for people to tell which one is the real body and which one is the false shadow. It is doubtful that all of them are real bodies with lethal power.
This is where the name Thousand Shadows comes from.
His weapons are also very rare.
It is a kind of silk thread that is almost invisible to the naked eye.
It’s called [Thousands of Loves].
It is a sacred artifact made from the silk produced by a long-lost and rare silver dragon and sea silkworm.
A silver dragon sea silkworm only spits out seven inches of "thousands of love threads" in its lifetime.
On the Sea Clan's [List of Strange Objects and Foreign Objects], this kind of strange silk is ranked 47th. It is an extremely precious thing. It is rarely used as a weapon. It is extremely sharp, unparalleled in toughness, and extremely powerful.
The rapidly rotating figure, coupled with this weird thread that can't be cut by almost anything, can cut and shrink the entire space of the arena almost instantly.
Ling Taixu stood where he was, not moving.
The light pink mysterious energy flame spread out.
Um?
etc?
Why does the old man practice light pink profound energy?
Which series is it?
And the color is too sexy.
When Lin Beichen saw it, he couldn't help but suddenly realized.
No wonder the old man has always been ungrateful. It turns out that the fundamental problem is here - the cultivation of Xuan Qi is not very serious.
But I have to admit that the old man's profound energy cultivation is not weak.
The aura revealed at this time was already at the level of a third-level martial arts master.
I wonder if you still have any strength left?
Lin Beichen and others' hearts were filled with excitement.
On the stage.
Layers of silk threads are tangled crazily.
Thousands of silver phantoms moving at high speeds almost occupied the entire arena. The [Thousand Thousand Love Threads] in their hands were like spider webs, blocking 90% of the entire arena, constantly cutting off the space where Ling Taixu could move.
Unlike Heilang Poxuan, who was careless and underestimated the enemy and caused the boat to capsize in the sewer, Qian Chongying was completely cautious to the other extreme.
He is like a patient hunter, constantly laying traps.
Take your time and completely trap your prey in a sure-kill trap.
Finally, he made the most fatal blow.
The situation is getting worse and worse for Ling Taixu.
Many of the humans in Yunmeng City who were watching the battle could not help but hold their breath nervously, not even daring to breathe out.
[58 Novel www.58xs.vip]On the other hand, the people of the Sea Clan are much more relaxed.
This battle is decided.
There will be no more reversals.
With absolute strength, the human race's conspiracy can no longer work.
Lin Beichen was also a little anxious.
Can not be done.
Old man, you have been standing still, waiting for the other party to build a net to kill you...are you hanging up and giving away your life?
"Slap him in the face, hit him in the eyes..."
Lin Beichen couldn't help shouting.
On the contrary, it made the strong men of the Sea Clan burst into laughter.
Are you anxious?
Is this because Guizhou is at the end of its rope?
[Flying Shark God General] Heilang Wuya sat steadily on the big chair with a cruel sneer on his face.
Everything is back on track again.
the other side.
Princess Ke'er of the Aurora Empire Mission couldn't help but stick out her tongue and smile, saying: "Brother, if you shout like that, it won't work even if you break your throat..."
"none of your business."
Lin Beichen glared and said viciously: "You old Jiguang woman, go away and play with your child."
One sentence made the young leaders of the mission go crazy in an instant.
Only Prince Yu remained motionless, his eyes always fixed on the ring.
He knew Ling Taixu.
As a former contemporary, he knew the terror of the first-generation military god of the North Sea Empire at his peak.
In the past, Ling Taixu scolded Fang Qiu, fought vertically and horizontally, and made his army invincible. He killed countless famous generals in the Aurora Empire and brought shame that will never be washed away.
Even today, there are still countless Aurora Empire soldiers who cannot forget the fear of being ruled by this man.
Fortunately, Prince Yu himself has never fought against this person.
So it didn't leave much of a psychological shadow.
However, the Military Academy of the Aurora Empire has been studying Ling Taixu's Twenty Major Battles for countless years, using them as cases to educate and cultivate new generations of military talents.
It is no exaggeration to say that the influence of the three words Ling Taixu in the Aurora Empire is far greater than that in the Beihai Empire.
This is a strange phenomenon.
Many people in Aurora don't understand why the Beihai Empire treats a god of war who once shone so brightly.
But today, the God of War, who once commanded tens of thousands of military masters, in his twilight years, had to go into battle and fight hand-to-hand for the survival of the human race in Yunmeng City.
I have to say, this is kind of sad.
The Sorrow of the God of War.
On the stage.
Qian Duoying's preparation is almost perfect.
Thick killing nets were used to cover all the spaces in the front, back, left, right and above.
In the dim light, looming threads flashed with occasional colorful light spots, like wisps of omens of death coming from under the Nine Netherworld.
The picture is beautiful.
And Qian Duoying's movement is like a silver electric light shuttle, passing through it.
The entire arena revealed a dazzling beauty of the last moment of life before death.
"Do you know what is the most beautiful in the world?"
Qian Zhongying spoke for the first time after entering the ring.
"It's the blooming flower of death...lowly human beings, accept death contentedly in the beautiful picture of ultimate bloom." The voice was high-pitched.
It's like a murderous intent roaring in the sky.
The light like double rings of gold and silver flickered out from his strange eyes, like a flame, instantly igniting all the [Qianqianqingsi] on the surrounding arena.
Threads of ghostly fire burned along the threads.
That picture is as beautiful as a fantasy.
Anyone else would be addicted to it.
At this moment, many human warriors couldn't help but burst out with exclamations, their eyes showing a look of obsession, and they were completely immersed in this peerless beauty that is indescribable in words and ink.
Dazzled.
"Is this the Eye Technique?"
Lin Beichen's mind wandered for a moment, and when he woke up, he knew something was wrong.
It turns out that this treatment's innate magical eye technique, with the help of the strange characteristics of [Qianqianqingsi], was displayed, and it turned out to be like this.
Suffer!
The old man is going to suffer something serious.
Lin Beichen was so anxious that he opened his mouth to shout...
at this time--
call out!
A sword light, as pale as late autumn chrysanthemums, flashed through the air.
Ling Taixu stood there, drew his sword, swung it, and sheathed it.
A set of routine actions, completed in an instant.
The beautiful dream scene on the stage came to an abrupt end.
The sneer on the face of Qian Duoying, who was casting a spell to close the net, instantly solidified.
The burning brilliance of [Thousand Thousand Threads of Love] is like hair that instantly turns to ashes. When the flames dissipate, bits and pieces of black powder appear, like petals of death falling after the ultimate bloom...
"Ho ho ho ho..."
A roar of unknown meaning came from Qian Chongying's throat.
He didn't even know where he had failed.
But the consciousness has been blurred.
"What's the use of all these bells and whistles?"
Ling Taixu slowly put away the long sword and said with disdain: "Are you killing someone, or are you selling a dance? Childish."
The figure of a thousand shadows slowly tilted backwards towards the sky and then fell.
At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, he saw the gloomy sky spinning, and vaguely heard the cheers, exclamations and curses around him.
"So this is what death feels like."
It turns out that this feeling is not as beautiful as I always imagined."
Only those who have died know.
Qian Chongying knew.
So he died.
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