Five hundred and thirtieth eight chapters riding a tiger is difficult
Suddenly, Sang Hua seemed to feel something and stopped. The witch in front also sensed the danger and stopped immediately. The two women were separated by a small but steep mountain, and each activated their magical powers. They used them almost at the same time. The magical powers are each printed on the mountains opposite.
The two women's violent magical powers collided inside the mountain across the mountain. After a brief period of tranquility, the mountain suddenly collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the air like fog.
In the mist, the rune marks began to collapse and disintegrate, turning into little bits of light like bursting out fireworks. The two women could not see each other, and they were flying in the fireworks. The sword balls and sword balls in their sleeves flew out, surrounding their graceful bodies. Their bodies were flying like fireflies, and tiny flying swords and scimitars were flying between their dresses.
Sang Hua studied swordsmanship from his father, Sangye Zunshen, while the witch opposite was a disciple of the magic sword Bulatuo, and practiced swordsmanship.
They touched each other almost instantly, like two butterflies entangled in fireworks, the swords and swords jingled and turned, and the extremely small knives collided with the swords, bursting out strings of fire.
"Swordsmanship of Lord Sang Ye, you are Sang Hua!"
"You are the best in the magic sword Prada's sword skills!"
The two girls immediately recognized each other's sword skills and sword skills. In the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the two graceful girls burst out with magical power at close range. The sword light passed through the magical power, the sword light passed through their hair, and the rolling sword balls and The sword pill burst out with bright light, illuminating their eyes and each other.
Although their bodies looked slender and weak, they contained power that even surpassed Qin Mu's. The moment they saw each other, their bodies had already reacted before their minds could react. Their palms, elbows, shoulders, Legs and knees attack the opponent like a storm!
The two women groaned, each was struck by the attack, and fell out of the fireworks. They rolled over and over like a torn sack rolling down the hillside. They fell six or seven miles, and then the momentum stopped.
Just as they each stopped their momentum, the sword pills and sword pills they were attacking their opponents also came to their heads. The swords and knives shot down like rain. In an instant, all the hundreds of scimitar flying swords in the sword pill and sword pills were thrown down. pouring.
The two girls rolled over and over. Sanghua took out the bow and arrow from her back and rolled like a civet cat. After rolling for a week, more than ten arrows were shot out. Opposite her, thirteen miles away, Maimai also took out the magic bow and fought back.
And behind them, the light of swords and swords continued to fall.
They circled a mountain and fought across the mountain. The bowstring vibrated and a clear sound came, and more than a dozen holes were shot out of the mountain peak.
They ran quickly, dodging each other's sharp arrows and swords. Sanghua suddenly saw the huge ax and spear, and they actually fought back to the place where the ax and spear intersected.
One of the two women ran onto the big axe, the other jumped onto the black spear, and attacked each other in a snake-like shape. When they reached the top of the two magic weapons, the two women suddenly fell like meteors, each attacking at the same time in mid-air.
"ah--"
A scream came out, and Sang Hua looked over quickly, only to see that Nai Ni had fallen into the trap she had left here earlier, and immediately triggered the sword pill formation she had set up!
As the only remaining descendant of Lord Sang Ye, Sang Hua can get whatever she wants. She can't make sword pills like Qin Mu, but she has a lot of sword pills on her body.
She placed her seven sword pills in her Seven-Star Sword Diagram. The Seven-Star Sword Diagram is a kind of sword diagram from the Taihuang Heaven. The magical powers of the Taihuang Heaven were too lazy to practice magic, so they adopted the simplest and clearest method, which is Copy the sword drawings left by our ancestors and refine the treasure according to the sword drawings left by our ancestors. The time saved can be used in cultivation.
The Seven Star Sword Picture is one of them.
The Seven Star Sword Diagram is not complicated. Many magical practitioners just stick to the old-fashioned plagiarism diagram, which is not very powerful. But with the power of the Seven Sword Pills, it becomes extraordinary.
In this life-and-death situation, even being trapped for a short time is enough to determine life or death, not to mention.
Without thinking, Sang Hua bent her bow and fired. Countless arrows shot into the sword pattern. Si Ni blocked her left and right, trying desperately to block her attack, but the next moment, the sword pill in Sang Hua's hand flew out with a roar, and the sword The flying swords in the pill were connected in a line. The first flying sword pierced her eyebrows, and the second flying swords followed one after another, passing through her eyebrows one after another. Hundreds of sword lights flew out from the back of her head. .
Ni Ni's body stiffened, and was immediately overwhelmed by the countless flying swords that burst out from the Seven Star Sword Diagram.
"Did I win?"
Sanghua was stunned, and her confidence greatly increased. She put away the Seven-Star Sword Diagram and the Sword Pills, left the place where axes and guns were intertwined, and searched for opponents everywhere.
Outside the sand table world, God Sang Ye was sweating like rain. He was a god and had sharp eyesight, so he could naturally see that it was just a fluke that his daughter could defeat Ni Ni.
After Sang Hua experienced the tragedy of annihilating her family, although she had practiced hard in the recent period, experienced many life and death fights, and charged in front of the battle, she was still inferior to demon masters like Yi Yi who had experienced hundreds of battles. In terms of life and death training, Far inferior to the other party.
It was a fluke to defeat Ni Ni, but it is impossible to win by luck every time. If you encounter other demon masters, your last relatives will be buried in front of you.
Suddenly, Lord Mulberry was startled for a moment, looking around at the sand table world.
In the sandbox world, several more battles ended, and the number of demon masters dropped sharply, leaving only two people, one was Zhehuali, a disciple of Vuriluo, and Jiang Yi, another disciple of Zhenmo Suma.
There were four young masters from Taihuangtian: Qin Mu, Yuhe, Sanghua and Shuyao. Some of the others died together with their opponents, while others were killed by the superior strength of the two masters, Yuhe and Shuyao.
Of course, more people were killed by Qin Mu, the thresher.
It was precisely because Qin Mu killed three demon masters in a row that the Taihuangtian's magical powers had a numerical advantage.
Jiang Yi's strength is extremely high, but he fought hard with his opponent and was seriously injured. His remaining combat power is not high. Maybe this will be Sang Hua's chance to survive.
"However, the two masters Yuhe and Shuyao were also injured..."
Lord Sangye's heart clenched again as he watched his daughter heading straight in the direction of the blacksmith boy.
And at the edge of the sand table world, Zhe Huali carried the demon sword on his back like an ascetic, walking forward step by step. He did not use any magical powers, and his speed was not fast. His footwork seemed to have been accurately measured with a ruler. Every step you take must be exactly the same size, neither too long nor too short.
These are the rules of his swordsmanship.
The masters of the demon clan are often wild and wild, using all kinds of moves and not sticking to trivial matters. Sometimes they will suddenly burst out with astonishing combat power.
Zhehuali first studied under the magic sword Luo Wushuang, a god among swordsmen. Luo Wushuang's sword skills are very calculated. His sword skills are very well-organized, including the direction, strength, footwork, and body skills of each sword strike. , even the movement trajectory of every muscle in the physical body is strictly measured, and there is no room for error.
And the deeper movement of vitality, the mobilization of soul, mind, and essence must also comply with the rules.
Zhe Huali grew up under such teachings. Unlike the magical powers of Taihuangtian, in order to learn Luo Wushuang's sword skills, he must be proficient in arithmetic, and he must achieve extremely high achievements to master Luo Wushuang's sword skills.
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Although he was ordered to go down to the Taihuang Heaven and worship Furila as his teacher, he did not learn Furila's indulgent pride. He still restrained his words and deeds according to the rules he learned from Luo Wushuang.
The board is straight and there are no mistakes.
He came to the wall of fire in the sand table world, looked up, and saw Qin Mu with his back to him, holding up a sword and inspecting his craftsmanship against the firelight.
Different from his strictness, he saw that the young man had the unbridled heroic spirit like Vurira.
The figure of the young man holding up the sword has a unique and heroic look. Appreciating the sword in front of the fire is a pride that he cannot learn from.
Zhe Huali couldn't help but his heart beat faster, but then he calmed down. At this moment, he saw the young man holding the sword seemed to hear his heart stalling. He raised his head and lowered his head, looking sideways with the corner of his eyes.
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However, he soon discovered that this young man was not looking at him out of the corner of his eyes, but was looking at the sword, using its bright mirror-like blade to look at him.
"The reason why I looked out of the corner of my eye was to interfere with my judgment. If I take the opportunity to take action, and my judgment is wrong, he will take the lead."
Zhe Huali raised his eyebrows slightly. Masters of Taoism and magical powers like them would be able to seize the opportunity if they misjudged the subtle movements of the enemy's body.
Sometimes victory or defeat is based on just a tiny mistake!
"Too old for someone his age."
Zhehuali inhaled and his chest bulged. It was this young man. The master of the magic sword had always been thinking about him, asking him to find this person and show his sword skills to the other party!
Zhe Huali suddenly bowed to Qin Mu and said in a deep voice: "My master Luo Wushuang."
Qin Mu turned around, placed the sword in his hand on the smelting platform, and said, "I know, I remember him."
Zhe Huali did not stand up and continued: "Master said that if I meet you, please see the sword skills he created!"
When he bowed down, the demonic eye of the demonic sword behind him suddenly opened, its bloody eyes rotated, its pupils were raised, and its gaze fell on Qin Mu.
Qin Mu smiled and placed his palms on the smelting platform. The flying swords flew like fine sand and condensed under his palms, turning into a perfect ball, the size of a finger.
"I also want to see his sword skills."
Qin Mu held the sword pill and said, "You use his sword skills on his behalf, so when you show respect to me, you are not respecting me, but respecting him?"
Zhehuali straightened up and nodded.
Qin Mu smiled and said: "He wields a sword with one arm. When you learn his sword skills, do you learn to use one hand or two hands?"
Zhehuali's pupils suddenly shrank.
Qin Mu paid no attention to any subtle changes in his face. He noticed his narrowed eyes and the smile on his face gradually grew stronger: "Zhe Huali, you can show me his sword skills."
Zhehua Li suddenly felt an invisible pressure pressing on his Taoist heart!
Qin Mu asked him if he had learned one hand or two, which put an unparalleled pressure on his Taoist heart, because Luo Wushuang is a one-armed magic sword!
Learning one hand means that his other arm is useless. The arm that is useless in battle, no matter what magical method is used, will not be perfectly integrated with the arm holding the sword. In this way,
There are also loopholes to follow.
If you learn two hands, you have not learned Luo Wushuang's one-armed magic sword. If you use Luo Wushuang's sword skills with two hands, you will never be able to perform perfect sword skills, and you will not be able to grasp the essence of Luo Wushuang's sword skills!
Zhehuali was ordered to go down to the lower world this time. In addition to Luo Wushuang's wish, his main purpose was to find a way to perfect his sword skills from Fu Riluo. He also made up for his shortcomings through experience and battle, and made himself better.
Go one step further and become a young true god with Taoist and magical powers!
But now, in a face-to-face encounter, his opponent has seen through the virtual and the real. No matter whether the sword is drawn or not, he is still riding a tiger and is unable to dismount!
Outside the sand table world, the Woodcutter Saint's eyes lit up, he glanced at the Black Tiger God beside him, and said solemnly: "His state of mind is obviously extremely tyrannical. He suppressed Zhehuali's state of mind as soon as we met. Why do you say that his state of mind is cultivated?"
Why is it too bad?”
The Black Tiger God's ears slapped against the back of his head, and he whispered softly: "His mood is obviously very bad, and his face changes at every turn... By the way, my lord, didn't you just say that he was too hot-tempered?
Is your state of mind too poor?"
The woodcutter saint's face remained unchanged: "I didn't, don't lie, you heard wrong."
The Black Tiger God curled his lips, and a vein appeared on the woodcutter saint's forehead. The Black Tiger God quickly lowered his eyebrows and said with an apologetic smile: "Little Tiger heard it wrong."
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