The first thousand three hundred and ninety-eight chapters die
The purple light was like the bright sun, dazzling but not uncomfortable. It even looked a little soft. However, after three breaths passed, I had to use my eyesight enough to see it clearly. It was a bamboo pole that was as thick as a child's arm and no longer than ten feet long!
"What kind of weapon is this?"
"It's weird. It's reasonable for this kid to lose with nothing. After all, the swords used by the two women are most likely Taoist weapons, but this bamboo pole..."
"Why does it feel familiar? It seems that I have read a certain record. What is it?"
The power of the two swords combined only lasted one round, and many talented warriors had already seen some clues about it.
Even though the scars on Wu Ming's body were nothing, at most they were superficial injuries, they were injured after all!
Wu Ming's revealed strength had reached a level that made warriors of the same level despair and even half-saints fear him. Everyone thought he had reached his limit.
But after three consecutive battles, everyone had subconsciously ignored that Wu Ming had been fighting with the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique!
Since what is being performed is swordsmanship, it is natural to use a sword to bring out the strongest strength. What does it mean to use a bamboo pole?
No one thinks that Wu Ming's use of a bamboo pole was an act of mystery. An ordinary bamboo pole cannot stop a Taoist sword!
Only a few people, after carefully looking at the bamboo pole, their faces gradually turned ugly, and even their eyes showed unconcealable fear, as if they recognized what it was.
"Blue sky and purple bamboo!"
Li Wenzhao spoke every word, his beautiful face tensed to the extreme, his expression was extremely solemn, and it was a bit distorted.
At this moment, she finally knew what kind of existence the training target she had chosen was.
madman!
Only a complete madman would dare to completely destroy a saint's dojo, and even protect the saint for many years, ready to uproot the spiritual roots of the saint!
Saints are equal to heaven. When you reach the realm of saints, you must try your best to avoid cause and effect, so as not to be entangled by cause and effect and get lost in the way of heaven!
This power is so mysterious that even the saints cannot see through it and can only feel it vaguely.
As the daughter of the Sword Immortal, she was qualified to know a thing or two, but her superficial knowledge made her heart palpitate every time she thought about it.
Saints avoid being entangled in cause and effect, but it is not because they are afraid, but because they do not want to be distracted, or face the illusory disaster of death. Even the sword immortal is afraid of it, let alone others.
But now, she saw a madman, an unscrupulous madman who formed an unsolvable cause and effect with the saint!
"This madman!"
Cheng Jingyu and Luo Wuhua looked at each other and saw the fear in the other's eyes, but neither one mocked the other.
As the saint's disciples and the disciples of the aristocratic family, the two of them have far more knowledge and experience than most people present. Even if there are several other disciples of the aristocratic family, they don't have enough experience. Even if they recognize the purple bamboo in the blue sky, it won't be a big deal.
But the two of them knew a secret, that is, a few months ago, Zizhu Island in the South China Sea disappeared out of thin air, and the Emperor of the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea appeared. The aura of the dragon clan was still left on the scene. Everyone thought that it was the dragon clan taking advantage of the demonic tribulation to cause chaos. Taki Jing
When the Bodhisattva went out, he forcibly pulled out the nail.
In fact, even the spiritual roots on the island were completely destroyed, directly destroying the dojo!
Even the cryptic news from the Holy Temples was believed to be the same, but just like the rumors, the Dragon Emperor found a good time, and the Holy Temples would never start an internal fight at this time.
Now think about it, if you calculate the time, it was the day when Wu Ming escaped from trouble, and the Baihuang beside Wu Ming, according to the people who escaped, had the aura of the dragon.
Luo Wuhua thought of three years ago, when Wu Ming used the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl to break open the two sacred artifacts to seal the town. Instead of getting out of trouble himself, he sent away the Void Treasure Ship!
There is most likely a hundred emperors hiding on that treasure ship!
He had the ability, the courage, and the courage to take over Tongjing Bodhisattva's dojo and spiritual roots. What else did Wu Ming dare not do, and what did he do in the past three years?
At the thought of this, Luo Wuhua felt cold all over her body, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar!
"Yue Nu Sword, Qinglian Sword Song!"
Wu Ming's eyes were still as smooth as an ancient well. He waved his bamboo pole lightly, bringing in the cool breeze, and stepped out.
"careful!"
Li Wenzhao, however, looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. He shouted softly and stabbed the sword to the side without hesitation.
Wu Ming, who was clearly ten feet away, suddenly appeared on one side as if he teleported. It was clearly not a sword, but when he swung it, it brought out a terrifying edge that could move the heart of the sword. It was already in front of him.
One inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, one inch is dangerous!
For the powerful Grand Masters, this is no longer within this category. After all, for them, the level of cultivation, the strength of the true energy, and the exquisiteness of moves are the factors that truly affect the level of strength.
But at this time, Wu Ming once again subverted everyone's understanding. The bamboo pole that was about ten feet long was like the most convenient peerless sword, commanding it like an arm, bringing Li Wenzhao a death crisis.
But after all, Li Wenzhao is the daughter of the Sword Immortal. Her sword mind is clear and her true meaning of martial arts that simplifies complexity makes her one of the top geniuses of the same level in the world, possessing extraordinary combat power.
When the sound of gold and iron clashes, it is clear and sweet. When it spreads, it is like a bell or a thunder breaking through the sky. However, the three-foot green front trembles sharply, like countless sword shadows overlapping and twisting, until it bends in an astonishing arc, fiercely
pops open.
As the daughter of a sword fairy, she definitely has no shortage of swords. This Dao sword is even more extraordinary, but looking at the densely packed star-like runes flashing on it, you can tell how terrifying this sword is.
Even so, Li Wenzhao was still bent by the stroke of the pole. Although he was not broken, Li Wenzhao's body was deflected by the huge force. He could no longer maintain the sword's momentum, and half of his body was exposed.
Normally, Li Wenzhao's strength would have been enough to avoid him, but facing Wu Ming, she was not sure because a cold murderous intention, like an invisible hand, penetrated the body and grasped his heart.
The Wandering Dragon Sword Technique performed with the purple bamboo fishing rod was actually so frightening that her mind was unstable and her true energy was not flowing smoothly, which actually put her in danger of death!
With a pole in hand, Wu Ming's strength not only increased several times?
Of course, given her status, even if Wu Ming was ten times stronger, he still couldn't really kill her.
As the daughter of a sword fairy, how could she not have protective treasures? Even a saint would have to weigh them carefully, let alone a grand master of the same level. Even Wu Ming's strength far exceeded that of a warrior of the same level.
However, without the help of external objects, Wu Ming's strength did surpass her, and not by a tiny bit.
This made Li Wenzhao, who usually kept his arrogance deep in his heart, feeling disappointed and feeling a little unnatural and unwilling at the same time!
Zheng!
At the critical moment, the sword chant suddenly appeared, and the cold light was as cold as lightning. Liu Yixue thrust out the sword with a cold face, going straight to Wu Ming's heart, trying to surround Wei and rescue Zhao, trying to relieve Li Wenzhao's life and death crisis.
bite!
But at this moment, Wu Ming seemed to have eyes on his back, his arms were slightly bent, and the purple bamboo fishing rod slid backwards from the palm of his hand, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, and pointed on the tip of the sword with incomparable precision, making a crisp sword sound.
Ming.
Just like before, the Dao sword was bent, and even though countless runes appeared on it, it still couldn't stop the terrifying force from the Zizhu fishing rod, which knocked both the man and the sword away.
Kick, kick, kick!
Almost at the same time, the two women couldn't stop falling backwards, and their eyes couldn't hide the shock.
"call……"
Wu Ming let out a breath of turbid air, and took advantage of the situation to hold the handle of the purple bamboo fishing rod that bounced back. Like a sword reaching the sky, he made a hand gesture with his left hand across his chest, assuming an extremely mysterious and seemingly flawless posture.
"The swimming dragon determines the power of the sea!"
Lu Zijin's beautiful eyes shone as he murmured to himself.
At this moment, in Wu Ming's eyes, he was not a person, but a cauldron that supported the sky and the earth. The town of Ding was located with all the seas flat. It was magnificent and powerful, and it was growing stronger. It seemed to spread across the sky and the earth, and the cauldron was set.
Prehistoric!
"Green Lotus Shines to the World!"
"Three thousand Vietnamese armor!"
The two women scolded, raised their swords, and attacked Wu Ming from the left and right.
But seeing the clear lotus shining brightly in the world, three thousand Yuejia roaming the world, one side is magnificent and beautiful, like clear waves in the world, making people forget to leave, while the other side is boundless, the wind and sand are rolling, and the fighting souls are roaring proudly on the battlefield!
Two peerless swordsmanship, triggering visions from the sky, and the power of a semi-saint is undoubtedly revealed!
In other words, the ones fighting Wu Ming at this time were not two Great Sword Sects, but two Half-Saints!
Everyone's expression suddenly changed. Such a powerful fluctuation was something that even an ordinary semi-saint, not to mention a great master, might not be able to handle.
Asking themselves, they don't think they can resist it unless they use the secret treasure of protection.
But now at the place where Lu Jiuyuan fell, everyone was watching. Wu Ming was fighting endlessly with the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique. He even wanted to challenge the two sword fairies with his sword to clear Lu Jiuyuan's name. How could he use foreign objects?
Ding ding ding!
The next moment, Wu Ming moved, and swung out a rod, like beads falling on a jade plate, or like rain hitting banana trees. The wind was fierce and the rain was like a purple-gold light curtain, airtight.
But in the eyes of everyone, the dazzling green lotus that fills the sky is withering, and the shadows of the three thousand Yuejia war spirits that can swallow up the world are dissipating. Every flash of purple light is a sword, but only a few of the best in the field are
Only by existing can we see that the two women’s swordsmanship visions collapsed at the same time!
This only shows that even if the two women join forces and combine their swords, they are still no match for Wu Ming!
Moreover, the difference is not even a tiny bit!
But soon, everyone discovered that there was a difference. Although Wu Ming was strong, the purple-gold light and shadow spread outward like a wind forest volcano at first, but it quickly converged and shrunk inward.
Gradually, Qinglian Sword Shadow and Yue Jia War Shadow approached, and finally they were stalemate!
In everyone's eyes, this was a sign of even strength. Although Wu Ming was strong, but with limited manpower and intense consumption, how could he possibly be as good as two women joining forces.
bite!
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the dazzling and dazzling vision of sword light dissipated with the clang of swords, and the three figures staggered backwards.
The two women were covered in blood, sweat soaked through their clothes, their hair was messy, their faces were pale and showed unconcealable exhaustion, but they remained unyielding and looked at the opposite side with a hint of complexity.
Although Wu Ming had sweat on his forehead and a few sword marks on his body, he was much more relaxed than the two women. The verdict was already decided!
"Come die!"
There was an angry roar, and the fierce and fierce sword light flashed out of the slanting thorn like a poisonous dragon, and went straight to Wu Ming's heart.
This sword appeared so suddenly that even though everyone was watching, no one reacted, and the timing was precise, just when Wu Ming's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not yet born!