Chapter 499 Flying Sword Technique VS Wind Demon Blade
The center of the soles of the beautiful tiger demon was pierced by the Soul Chaser, and the majestic demon energy in the body also flew out. Then Ye Zhiqiu grabbed his ankle and couldn't break free. Zen Master Baiyun flew up into the sky and waved his hand.
A series of golden Buddha palm prints killed him, and even his soul completely disappeared, leaving only a pool of flesh and blood on the ground.
"Namo Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, there is always a way back, good and evil reincarnate, there will be a reward after all!" Zen Master Baiyun restrained the angry look of Vajra, and returned to his kind-hearted look. After pronouncing the Buddha's name, he slowly landed on the
above the ground.
He used his Zen staff to crack the ground. Following the gap, he finally pulled Ye Zhiqiu up from the ground. After checking his breathing, he found that Ye Zhiqiu was not dead, but fainted due to severe injuries and excessive mana consumption.
past.
"Leader Ye, I'm here to heal you!"
Zen Master Baiyun took a deep breath, pointed his finger, and used the body-fixing technique to make Ye Zhiqiu sit cross-legged on the ground. He stretched out his palms and patted his back, entering the soft Buddhist inner breath and healing the opponent's injuries.
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While treating Ye Zhiqiu's injuries, Zen Master Baiyun heard a series of clanking sounds in his ears. His eyebrows raised slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the distance not far away.
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I saw it in an area not far away.
There are three figures fighting fiercely with each other.
"The dragon roars to the sky, and the sword flies!"
The soles of Yan Chixia's feet were supported by a wide flying sword, and they were flying in the air, like a long stream of light passing through the air.
The magic sword in his hand carried a sharp aura, and with a slight shake, it made a buzzing sound that rent the air. A cold white light suddenly appeared, and it directly pointed towards the golden-winged roc with an astonishing momentum.
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"clang!"
The wings of the golden-winged roc were folded up to block it. The extremely tough wings were like an indestructible piece of meteorite. Yan Chixia handed this one over, but it only left a shallow dent on it.
mark.
"Humph, you old bastard, you should die!"
But at this moment, the sharp claws of the golden-winged roc hidden under the huge golden wings revealed a fierce light, and with a sudden movement, it rolled up the fierce aura, compressed the vacuum, and moved towards Yan Chixia's body.
He grabbed it in front of him.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Yan Chixia hurriedly pulled back the magic sword and blocked it in front of her. But even so, Yan Chixia still staggered and flew upside down due to the huge impact she suffered.
, it was only after he twirled the flying sword under his feet to remove the impact force that he finally stabilized his figure.
"You evil beast, don't be so arrogant, and let me, the Taoist priest, come and meet you... the magic weapon shows its power, go!"
At this time, Taoist Master Guichen on the side could not sit still. He opened his bag wide and burst out with colorful lights. In the midst of waving his wrist, he fired out several precious magic weapons.
The detonating talisman, the flying needle, the soul-chasing nail, the demon-subduing pestle, all kinds of magic weapons are shining brightly, and the magic power and energy are intertwined, bursting out a powerful power.
Over the years, Taoist Master Guichen has made a lot of money through exorcisms, and most of the money was obtained from other Buddhist monks and fellow Taoists in exchange for magic weapons, in order to one day encounter someone stronger than himself.
It can come in handy when you need a powerful demon.
The golden-winged roc in front of him was very powerful, and it was also blessed by the evil spirit of the Netherworld. Therefore, at this time, he decisively sacrificed his magic weapon.
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Many magic weapons gathered together and burst out with powerful force, forming a whirlpool of magic power that seemed to tear open the entire void. In the colorful light, they headed towards the golden-winged roc.
At this time, the golden-winged roc let out a piercing scream, and dark lines suddenly appeared on the eagle's body. At the same time, the evil energy around it gathered quickly like birds returning to their nests.
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The golden wings flapped violently, and the strange and sinister aura filled the air from under the Dapeng's ribs. Two black tornadoes condensed out, connecting the sky and the earth. The gas was billowing, flying sand and rocks, and dust all over the sky!
These two black tornadoes swept across wildly, roaring and moving rapidly. The evil spirit contained in them strangled the evil ghosts and Buddhist people along the way into pieces, and even the blood was completely wiped out.
To be strangled is to kill the Buddha when the Buddha is in the way, and to kill the God when the god is in the way!
"boom!"
Numerous magical weapons and Gangqi tornadoes bombarded each other fiercely. The power of Taoism and the energy of demons were like needlepoints against wheat awns. Even if they were closely intertwined, they would erupt with huge power. The two forces centered on the collision point, forming a
There was a huge wave, rolling and surging around,
After the gray-yellow smoke and dust dissipated, the Gangqi tornado finally stopped. However, in response to this, the magic weapons were all turned into fragments and fell to the ground from the sky. Their light was dim, and they were obviously lost.
The spiritual power within it has been drastically reduced even after it has been repaired!
"Damn guy, you actually destroyed my magic weapon." Seeing this scene, Taoist Master Guichen's face twitched, and there was a look of pain in his eyes.
You must know that these magic weapons were obtained from some Taoist friends by using the gold and silver he earned from performing hundreds of ghost-exorcism rituals. He didn't know how much effort and effort it took him, but in just a short moment, they
It turned into rubble and waste, and he naturally complained endlessly.
"However, if I can successfully eradicate the demons in Fusui City and obtain the treasures in the treasury and the elixir of life, this can make up for my loss... and I will need one more elixir.
"When he thought of this, Taoist Master Guichen's expression softened slightly, and his heart finally felt a little more balanced.
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"What a weird wind-type magic. It can actually shatter all the magic weapons of fellow Taoist Guichen. Then let me use my sword skills to teach your wind-type demon tree and see who is better!"
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Yan Chixia swayed her shoulders from side to side, controlling the flying sword at her feet. Her body was agile and fast in the air, and she avoided the attacks of the aura released by the big explosion one after another.
At the same time, Yan Chixia pinched her sword finger, and more than a dozen flying swords suddenly flew out from the sword box behind her. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, their surfaces were also covered with a layer of flowing light. They flickered and flickered, making them look fierce.
Unusual look.
The cold light flashing from the sword body was like a dazzling light, shining on the heaven and earth! These flying swords seemed to be alive, constantly flashing and wandering around Yan Chixia's body.
"The art of sword control - the sword returns to Wuji!"
Yan Chixia's sword finger followed the trend, and for a moment, the flying swords that were flying up and down around it, like a flood opening, found their target, whirled above Yan Chixia's head, and changed their direction.
It turned into sword light that filled the sky, and all flew towards the golden-winged roc!
"Wind Demon Blade!"
The golden-winged roc let out a sharp roar and flapped its golden wings again. The evil wind raged, and several green wind blades appeared out of thin air, like green arrows, piercing the sky and slashing in the sound of breaking wind.
Come.
"Clang clang clang!"
The sky-wide sword light and the cyan wind blades bombarded each other, overflowing with energy and clashing with sonorous sounds. The air waves swept across, and the green smoke filled the air, making a sound of detonating like rain hitting banana trees.
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After a while, many scars appeared on the bodies of one demon and one demon, and blood flowed out.
Yan Chixia uses swordsmanship, while Golden-winged Dapeng uses wind-based magic. It can be said that the two have one thing in common, that is, their moves contain a sharp and sharp energy.
And at this time, it is a competition to see who is more powerful and faster!
Yan Chixia's swordsmanship has been practiced for decades, and coupled with her outstanding talent, it is naturally very advanced. Its sharpness can even surpass the Golden-winged Dapeng.
However, although Yan Chixia's flying sword is powerful, it needs the nourishment of spiritual energy to truly show its power.
As time passed, although the flying sword controlled by Yan Chixia was quite powerful, it could not quickly destroy the golden-winged roc. Instead, the spiritual energy on the sword was being consumed at a very fast rate. At the same time, the original Ning Liang
The sword body has also become dimmed, and therefore, its power has also been greatly reduced.
On the contrary, the golden-winged roc on the opposite side has its wind blade driven by magic. Even if it is consumed by magic, it can be replenished with the endless stream of sinister energy from the surrounding netherworld to make up for its own losses.
, so the power of the demonic wind blade released by it remains unchanged, and is even more powerful and denser than before.
In this situation, even Yan Chixia, a master of swordsmanship and Taoism, is still a little weak, her face is pale, big beads of sweat are rolling down, and the hand that controls the flying sword is even too weak.
Trembling slightly, just like this, Yan Chixia was gradually at a disadvantage in the fight.
"Haha, smelly Taoist priest, don't forget that this is in the land of the netherworld. The evil and resentment around you can be the best blessing for my magic. So in the end, your swordsmanship cannot be compared to my demon wind blade.
go to hell!"
There was a sinister look in the eyes of the golden-winged roc, and it activated its demonic power, which turned into a cyan wind blade and fired continuously, piercing through the flying sword with great power.
With these flying swords having lost all their spiritual power, Yan Chixia had no choice but to take back the sword cases. He had to control the few flying swords and deal with them painfully.
"Bold monster, eat my iron fist!"
At this moment, Taoist Master Guichen suddenly descended from the sky, sat down on the body of the golden-winged roc, waved his fists, and hammered the golden-winged roc's back hard, making a dull sound of beating drums.
The sound of hitting.
The back of the Golden-winged Dapeng can be said to be its weak point. It was suddenly attacked by Taoist Master Guichen. The Golden-winged Dapeng screamed in pain. It looked angry, flapped its wings desperately, and flew up and down rapidly.
Twisting his body, Taoist Master Guichen was unable to react in time. Amidst the violent shaking, his body staggered, and he fell off the back of the Dapeng Demon with a cry of surprise.
"The stinking Taoist priest has not yet settled the debt with you in the battle of the Imperial Tomb last time. This time you dare to sneak attack on me. I want you to die without a burial place!"
A sinister and ferocious look flashed in the eyes of the golden-winged roc. After circling the sky, it locked its direction and swooped down quickly towards the reaction of Taoist Master Guichen's fall.
Seeing this situation, Taoist Master Guichen couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. He made a secret in his hand, and the quicksand whisk hanging on his waist turned into a steel whip and swept straight towards the golden-winged roc.
The golden-winged roc opened its mouth and exhaled a strange demonic aura. It suddenly blew and turned into a powerful force of wind, directly deflecting the sweeping whisk from its original trajectory, thus easily avoiding the whisk.
At the same time, during the dive, the golden-winged roc flapped its wings again, the evil wind swept across, and a green wind blade rushed out from under its ribs, turning into a stream of light, flying and dancing, pouring down. Just now
Taoist Master Guichen was on the ground and couldn't avoid it. His right arm also fell off and blood spattered out.
"Monster, I was careless and let you slip away last time. I won't make the same mistake this time!"
Taoist Master Guichen gritted his teeth and endured the pain of his broken arm. He performed kneading with one hand and recited the incantation silently. He saw that the quicksand whisk that he had just passed by the golden-winged roc was manipulated by Taoist Master Guichen.
Next, it refracted back like lightning, catching the Golden-winged Dapeng by surprise!
The silver threads on the whisk pierced the sky, rising in the storm, and rolled away, emitting a silvery light. The silver threads were like spiritual snakes, clinging up to the golden-winged giant in the sky.
Peng's body became entangled.
"Do you think you can tie me up with this whisk? No...how is this possible?!"
The golden-winged roc tried desperately to fight for it, and the wind blade he released cut off a lot of silver threads. But every time he cut off the silver threads, the same silver threads stretched out, and rolled up quickly,
Like an octopus, it continued to wrap around the body of the golden-winged roc.
"Master Yan, it's up to you now." Taoist Master Guichen was casting spells with one hand while shouting loudly to Yan Chixia in the air.
Yan Chixia nodded, of course he knew that this was Taoist Master Guichen creating an opportunity for him, and of course he would not miss such an opportunity. With a slight scolding, Yan Chixia pinched her sword fingers again.
Canglang.
Those flying swords that flew back to the sword box and were repaired by the spiritual energy flew out again at this time, turning into more than a dozen ferocious and cold sword lights, spinning around Yan Chixia's body as if they were alive.
, emitting a bright light.
"The sword returns to Wuji!"
Yan Chixia pinched her sword finger and pointed it in the direction of the golden-winged roc. She saw more than a dozen flying swords lingering in the air, suddenly gathered in one place, condensed into one, and turned into a three-foot long sword.
The Jinghong sword light was like a dragon emerging from the sea, slashing down towards the golden-winged roc.
The sword shines brightly, and the moment is gorgeous!
Finally, amid the shrill wails, the golden-winged roc's head was severed and its neck fell off, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the demonic power collapsed.
Its wings flapped feebly a few times, and after circling low in the sky, it crashed down, turned into billowing demonic energy, and suddenly dissipated in the land of the netherworld.
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