Chapter 266 While watching the battle, Zhenwu Emperors giant sword
"Please... Emperor Zhenwu join the battle?"
The seventh princess, Chu Tiancheng, was stunned when she heard Ji Ye's voice, and looked at the Golden Scale Platform with confusion.
At this moment, many monks on the field were as confused as Princess Tiancheng.
It wasn't until the high-pitched piano music filled with the sounds of war that a column of air formed by sound waves and green aura suddenly rose from the ground, and the confusion on everyone's faces suddenly turned into horror.
Because with the appearance of this air pillar, a heart-stopping pressure, like the top of a mountain, hit everyone's heart hard.
Follow.
Wave after wave of breath fluctuations rolled up waves of air, violently hitting the barrier in front of the stands.
The key is that each wave of this aura wave is stronger than the last, making everyone feel nervous for no reason.
It seems that the restrictions in the Golden Scale Pond have also sensed this, but in the harsh collision sound of "bang bang bang", the barrier in front of the Golden Scale Pond stand began to change from one layer to two layers, and finally became five layers.
Only then did the brilliance of the runes that kept flashing became stable.
"boom!!--"
Almost at the same time that the five-layer barrier was raised, the sky pillar with a radius of three feet suddenly exploded, and a wave of aura that seemed to be able to crack mountains and crack rocks exploded.
"boom!"
In the harsh collision, the five-layer barrier in front of the Jinlinchi Grandstand was shattered into three layers in an instant.
This scene made Princess Tiancheng sweat break out on her forehead. Ping An, who was held in her chest, was almost choked by the suffocation. He finally managed to squeeze out and take two deep breaths.
However, despite this, Princess Tiancheng looked at Jinlingtai's big eyes without blinking.
As the green wind on the golden scales dispersed, she saw a tall figure standing in front of Ji Ye.
Although this figure is a little blurry, it can be generally seen that this person is three feet long, with loose hair and bare feet, wearing a mysterious robe, golden armor and jade belt, holding a sword, glaring with anger, and a round light on the top, showing extraordinary power.
"Is this Emperor Zhenwu?"
Princess Tiancheng was stunned there, an instinctive awe welling up from the bottom of her heart, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Uh... it hurts, it hurts..."
And Princess Tiancheng, who just glanced at her without warning, felt as if her soul had been pierced by more than a dozen steel needles, and her head was so painful that it was about to explode.
Little did she know that even if this phantom was transformed by Emperor Zhenwu's divine will, it would not be possible to look directly at it.
Seeing this, Junior Senior Aunt Lu Rushuang quickly covered her eyes with her hands and used her soul power to stabilize her soul. At the same time, she told her, "Don't look directly at her. This phantom is a ray of divine will from Emperor Zhenwu.
Transformed by the divine will of that night."
Xu Taiping took out a wine gourd and handed it over and said:
"Drink a sip."
Because he drinks gentian wine all year round and is often tempered by sword demons, his soul has long been stronger than that of ordinary monks in the realm of refining gods.
"Zheng!——"
Just when Princess Tiancheng took the wine gourd handed over by Xu Taiping, the sound of a sword suddenly exploded.
Following the sound, I saw a huge blue-black sword with an extremely wide blade and a blunt and thick blade hanging in front of Zhu Qiongmo.
Different from the previously condensed sword shadow, this sword looks exactly the same as one made of iron, and the thick and hard aura emanating from the sword body makes the entire Golden Scale Pond tremble.
The five-layer barrier that had just been restored in front of the stands was instantly shattered into two layers.
And Xu Taiping could sense that with the appearance of this sword, the coercion emanating from the shadow of Emperor Zhenwu was directly cut off by it.
For a moment, in the Golden Scale Pool, half of the monks in the stands were under the pressure of Emperor Zhenwu, and the other half were under the indestructible heavy sword intent of the giant sword.
"boom!……"
At this time, as the giant sword slowly flew out from in front of Zhu Qiongmo, the two breaths began to collide violently, making a burst of air.
When the giant sword flew ten feet in front of Zhu Qiongmo's body, Ji Ye's piano music became urgent again.
It was as if the song had entered its final chapter and the battle on the battlefield had entered a moment of life and death.
Amidst the rapid sound of the piano, the phantom of Emperor Zhenwu, who was standing motionless in front of Ji Ye, suddenly slowly raised his arms, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and was about to strike with the sword.
Just such a movement of holding the sword made the entire Golden Scale Pond tremble again. Even the dragons at the bottom of the pond couldn't help but surface and looked at the Golden Scale Platform.
Ji Ye and Zhu Qiongmo have obviously reached a tacit understanding and want to use this giant sword to compete with Emperor Zhenwu's shadow.
Therefore, the two of them did not rush to make moves, but silently accumulated power so that they could unleash each other's strongest attack.
"If Emperor Zhenwu himself comes in person, he will naturally not be afraid of a giant sword. The Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand is not necessarily weaker than the giant sword. However, Ji Ye just used the sound of the piano to transform his appearance on the battlefield that day.
There is a trace of divine will, and Ji Ye is obviously not strong enough. How far he can exert this ray of divine will is unknown, so the outcome is unpredictable to no one."
Looking at the scene in front of her, feeling the equally tyrannical power of these two, Junior Senior Aunt Lu Rushuang frowned and murmured.
"Indeed, this giant sword is not perfect. There are at least ten cracks on its blade. And the spiritual power generated by the music in Ji Ye's body also weakened a lot after Emperor Zhenwu entered the battle.
.If nothing unexpected happens, neither of them can hold on for long, and the winner will definitely be determined within ten breaths."
Xu Taiping also nodded.
"Can you feel it?"
Lu Rushuang looked at Xu Taiping with some surprise.
"After comprehending the ultimate meaning, the soul's sensing power is more useful than the eyes, but the power of the soul consumes a lot of money."
Xu Taiping smiled and nodded, then poured a sip of gentian wine into his mouth from his own gourd.
"But the more clearly I sense it, the more I understand how powerful these two people are."
He put down the wine gourd and added with a wry smile, "Please... Emperor Zhenwu join the battle?"
The seventh princess, Chu Tiancheng, was stunned when she heard Ji Ye's voice, and looked at the Golden Scale Platform with confusion.
At this moment, many monks on the field were as confused as Princess Tiancheng.
It wasn't until the high-pitched piano music filled with the sounds of war that a column of air formed by sound waves and green aura suddenly rose from the ground, and the confusion on everyone's faces suddenly turned into horror.
Because with the appearance of this air pillar, a heart-stopping pressure, like the top of a mountain, hit everyone's heart hard.
Follow. .??.??
Wave after wave of breath fluctuations rolled up waves of air, violently hitting the barrier in front of the stands.
The key is that each wave of this aura wave is stronger than the last, making everyone feel nervous for no reason.
It seems that the restrictions in the Golden Scale Pond have also sensed this, but in the harsh collision sound of "bang bang bang", the barrier in front of the Golden Scale Pond stand began to change from one layer to two layers, and finally became five layers.
Only then did the brilliance of the runes that kept flashing became stable.
"boom!!--"
Almost at the same time that the five-layer barrier was raised, the sky pillar with a radius of three feet suddenly exploded, and a wave of aura that seemed to be able to crack mountains and crack rocks exploded.
"boom!"
In the harsh collision, the five-layer barrier in front of the Jinlinchi Grandstand was shattered into three layers in an instant.
This scene made Princess Tiancheng sweat break out on her forehead. Ping An, who was held in her chest, was almost choked by the suffocation. He finally managed to squeeze out and take two deep breaths.
However, despite this, Princess Tiancheng looked at Jinlingtai's big eyes without blinking.
As the green wind on the golden scales dispersed, she saw a tall figure standing in front of Ji Ye.
Although this figure is a little blurry, it can be generally seen that this person is three feet long, with loose hair and bare feet, wearing a mysterious robe, golden armor and jade belt, holding a sword, glaring with anger, and a round light on the top, showing extraordinary power.
"Is this Emperor Zhenwu?"
Princess Tiancheng was stunned there, an instinctive awe welling up from the bottom of her heart, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Uh... it hurts, it hurts..."
And Princess Tiancheng, who just glanced at her without warning, felt as if her soul had been pierced by more than a dozen steel needles, and her head was so painful that it was about to explode.
Little did she know that even if this phantom was transformed by Emperor Zhenwu's divine will, it would not be possible to look directly at it.
Seeing this, Junior Senior Aunt Lu Rushuang quickly covered her eyes with her hands and used her soul power to stabilize her soul. At the same time, she told her, "Don't look directly at her. This phantom is a ray of divine will from Emperor Zhenwu.
Transformed by the divine will of that night."
Xu Taiping took out a wine gourd and handed it over and said:
"Drink a sip."
Because he drinks gentian wine all year round and is often tempered by sword demons, his soul has long been stronger than that of ordinary monks in the realm of refining gods.
"Zheng!——"
Just when Princess Tiancheng took the wine gourd handed over by Xu Taiping, the sound of a sword suddenly exploded.
Following the sound, I saw a huge blue-black sword with an extremely wide blade and a blunt and thick blade hanging in front of Zhu Qiongmo.
Different from the previously condensed sword shadow, this sword looks exactly the same as one made of iron, and the thick and hard aura emanating from the sword body makes the entire Golden Scale Pond tremble.
The five-layer barrier that had just been restored in front of the stands was instantly shattered into two layers.
And Xu Taiping could sense that with the appearance of this sword, the coercion emanating from the shadow of Emperor Zhenwu was directly cut off by it.
For a moment, in the Golden Scale Pool, half of the monks in the stands were under the pressure of Emperor Zhenwu, and the other half were under the indestructible heavy sword intent of the giant sword.
"boom!……"
At this time, as the giant sword slowly flew out from in front of Zhu Qiongmo, the two breaths began to collide violently, making a burst of air.
When the giant sword flew ten feet in front of Zhu Qiongmo's body, Ji Ye's piano music became urgent again.
It was as if the song had entered its final chapter and the battle on the battlefield had entered a moment of life and death.
Amidst the rapid sound of the piano, the phantom of Emperor Zhenwu, who was standing motionless in front of Ji Ye, suddenly slowly raised his arms, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and was about to strike with the sword.
Just such a movement of holding the sword made the entire Golden Scale Pond tremble again. Even the dragons at the bottom of the pond couldn't help but surface and looked at the Golden Scale Platform.
Ji Ye and Zhu Qiongmo have obviously reached a tacit understanding and want to use this giant sword to compete with Emperor Zhenwu's shadow.
Therefore, the two of them did not rush to make moves, but silently accumulated power so that they could unleash each other's strongest attack.
"If Emperor Zhenwu himself comes in person, he will naturally not be afraid of a giant sword. The Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand is not necessarily weaker than the giant sword. However, Ji Ye just used the sound of the piano to transform his appearance on the battlefield that day.
There is a trace of divine will, and Ji Ye is obviously not strong enough. How far he can exert this ray of divine will is unknown, so the outcome is unpredictable to no one."
Looking at the scene in front of her, feeling the equally tyrannical power of these two, Junior Senior Aunt Lu Rushuang frowned and murmured.
"Indeed, this giant sword is not perfect. There are at least ten cracks on its blade. And the spiritual power generated by the music in Ji Ye's body also weakened a lot after Emperor Zhenwu entered the battle.
.If nothing unexpected happens, neither of them can hold on for long, and the winner will definitely be determined within ten breaths."
Xu Taiping also nodded.
"Can you feel it?"
Lu Rushuang looked at Xu Taiping with some surprise.
"After comprehending the ultimate meaning, the soul's sensing power is more useful than the eyes, but the power of the soul consumes a lot of money."
Xu Taiping smiled and nodded, then poured a sip of gentian wine into his mouth from his own gourd.
"But the more clearly I sense it, the more I understand how powerful these two people are."
He put down the wine gourd and added with a wry smile.