Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh Taiyi swings the devil
Tsk!
The piercing sounds like gold and iron scraping repeated, deafening, and even the soul seemed to be shaken into a trance. Centered on the intersection of the palms and swords, a layer of light waves swept across, filling the sky with flowers, and countless petals instantly turned into powder and disappeared into ashes.
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"throat!"
Fang Xiren groaned, blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and he retreated in shock.
Although he was injured, he was innate in the four realms and had a similar level of cultivation to the two of them. He couldn't even withstand the aftermath. What kind of power was this?
Inexplicable awe surged into my heart, as if the spiritual pressure from a higher being penetrated straight into my soul!
A Wuji dharma image and a sword that destroys demons, they represent the highest level that an innate warrior can achieve in the world!
There was a roar and explosion, and the two of them were separated at the touch. They collided together like lightning. The palms and swords intertwined, and fierce energy burst out. Fang Xiren retreated and retreated, and he felt better after he had left a hundred feet away.
, but my cheek is still sore.
As a last resort, he could only inflate his little recovered true energy to protect his whole body, but his clothes had already turned into a beggar's outfit!
"What a Zhang Pojun!"
Wu Ming was inexplicably excited. Since the Wuji Dharma was first formed, he finally met a decent opponent.
The green dragon is probing its claws, the phoenix spreads its wings, and the unicorn is stepping on the ground. The three movements of Baguazhang are executed in conjunction with each other. Waves of dragons and phoenixes roar, and the unicorn roars proudly, one after another, clashing left and right in the endless sword light.
The fierce and unparalleled palm power has extremely earth-shaking power, which is in sharp contrast with the sword intention that seems slow but is actually fast, and uses softness to overcome strength. It turns out that when you meet your opponent in chess, you will encounter a talented person, who is evenly matched!
Compared with Wu Ming's excitement, Zhang Pojun's calm face showed a dignified look. As the Tianpin Sect that was the leader in Taoism in the Middle Tang Dynasty, Quanzhen Longmen True Successor, and the title Qian Yangzi, it not only represented status, but also
It is an unparalleled position.
Looking at Quanzhen, there are only seven people. Although he is the youngest, his talent is the strongest. No one among his peers can match him. Even in the entire Zhongtang Dynasty and even China, the number of people who can compete with him can be counted on one hand.
come over!
Unexpectedly, there is another great Song Dynasty Wu Ziming!
"Taiyi Dangmo!"
After being unable to attack for a long time, Zhang Pojun's swordsmanship suddenly changed. It suddenly changed from a spring breeze to a violent storm, then seemed to moisten things silently, and turned into lightning and thunder, vast and magnificent!
Buzz!
For a moment, winds and clouds surged, endless mist dispersed, as if there was a scorching sun setting across the sky, and a figure more than ten feet tall appeared behind Zhang Pojun, wearing heavy armor, stepping on a black turtle, holding a divine sword, and as powerful as the sky.
Idol!
It is the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor who is enshrined by Quanzhen, the legendary ancient powerful person, and all his direct disciples visualize this image, cooperate with the sect's mental method, and condense their own Dharma.
However, some people can only get the shape, but not the essence, or even have some defects. However, looking at Zhang Pojun's Dharma, it is almost exactly the same as the one enshrined in Taoist temples, which fully shows how profound his attainments in Quanzhen are.
"True martial law statue!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, he stamped his feet fiercely, and backed away a few feet, his feet slightly staggered, and his palms moved up and down, forming an extremely strange posture.
Buzz!
The golden light shines in the world, rising from the sky, across all directions, a statue is more than ten feet high, holding a red gold furnace in one hand, as if it contains the heaven and earth, there are waves and thunder hidden in the palm of the belly, and the arms under the ribs, one hand is like a knife, pointing to the sky.
The earth, one hand is like a cloud tower, supporting the sky and the earth.
But what is astonishing is that there are three arms behind it, rushing water, giant trees, and fire clouds, all reflecting each other, like a demon with fangs and claws, trying to tear the world apart!
"You are indeed possessed!"
Zhang Pojun took a deep breath and saw King Ming's Faxiang behind Wu Ming. His face darkened, and he pointed the iron sword in his hand, and his murderous aura suddenly erupted.
Buzz!
Behind it, Zhen Bu seemed to be alive, and made the same action. With a swing of his sword, it was like a mountain collapsing. Endless spiritual energy merged into it, turning into a hundred-foot-long lightsaber, and slashed it down with the force of the sky.
"snort!"
Wu Ming coolly exposed himself and rushed forward without hesitation. King Ming's Faxiang roared with fury, like an angry-eyed King Kong. His seven arms danced wildly, intertwining a stream of colorful light between the sky and the earth, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was falling, and disaster was coming to the world.
!
Buzz!
Wuzang Furnace harnessed the power of wind and thunder and swung from bottom to top, causing bursts of sonic booms and roars like the earth was shattering. It collided with the light and shadow of the Zhenwu Divine Sword that split the sky and the earth, creating a monstrous storm.
In the loud noise, a terrifying wave of light that was several times more violent than before swept towards the surroundings, setting off waves of ripples visible to the naked eye. The land with a radius of thousands of feet roared, like waves one after another, and the nearest hundred feet area was directly sunken into
A big hole.
"puff!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Xiren turned around and ran wildly. He was swept up by the waves, and like a kite with a broken string, he was vomiting blood and was lifted hundreds of feet away, and was submerged in the chaos of vegetation falling from the sky.
"throat!"
At the same time, Wu Ming and Zhang Pojun groaned in unison, and their skin felt as if they had been rubbed closely by a sharp steel blade. A layer of blood mist formed on their skin, and veins popped out on their faces, and their pupils were filled with blood.
"kill!"
Wu Ming made a mistake with his foot and stomped a deep hole in the ground. He flew up like an arrow from a string and hit his chest with a distant palm.
"True martial general!"
Zhang Pojun's sword was swung around, and strange footwork loomed under his feet. His movements seemed slow, leaving a series of afterimages on the ground. He swung out seven sharp stars with one sword, not only forcing Wu Ming's palm away.
The force was so strong that it stabbed Wu Ming's chest at all the vital points with undiminished power.
"The great river flows, Senluo refers to it!"
Wu Ming stretched out his arms, neither dodging nor dodging. His left hand transformed into countless finger shadows and shot out overwhelmingly. His right hand was like an angry dragon emerging from the water, harnessing the power of a river and slapping the two banks, forming a flanking attack from left to right.
Trade injury for injury, fight for life!
This is the way Wu Ming fought on the edge of life and death countless times!
"snort!"
Zhang Pojun obviously saw his plan, but he did not switch from offense to defense. He still delivered this unparalleled sword, and it was three points faster.
Tsk!
The sword light, as sharp as a falling meteor, broke through the Gang Yi and pierced the body that was as strong as alchemical steel. The blood suddenly appeared, like dazzling blood flowers.
The palm shadow like an angry dragon scattered Zhang Pojun's body-protecting essence, and countless finger shadows hit all the vital points of his body like poisonous thorns. Then a piece of soft armor shattered, revealing a dense purple-black covering underneath.
Fingerprints on the body surface.
"puff!"
The two people who passed each other stood quietly for a few breaths. They both bent down and vomited blood. Then they suddenly turned around and looked at each other with cold expressions.
The difference is that although one's legs are trembling and the wounds are constantly spurting out mixed with sharp sword energy and blood, he still stands proudly like a mountain!
The other man's body swayed slightly, and at the moment when he almost fell down, he crushed a jade pendant at the end of the sword hilt. There was a buzzing sound, and green light suddenly appeared, wrapping Zhang Pojun and turning into light.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Taiyi Wuji, Zhenwu Dangmo, Wu Ming, you have been deeply possessed by the devil. I will definitely find an end to you in the future. Don't commit any more unnecessary crimes and annihilate yourself from the human race!"
From a distance, Zhang Pojun's majestic message of compassion and compassion came. Although he was severely injured, he was still as immovable as a mountain and wanted to slay demons!
"Hey, he turns out to be a fool who was brainwashed by religious rules and dogma!"
Wu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood foam, shook his body, and tried his best to take out an elixir and drank it, but it was difficult to stop the Taiyi Sword Qi surging in his body, and his face couldn't help but look a little gloomy and ferocious, "Very good.
This world should have a few more lunatics and a few more fools to make it more lively!"
"Don't waste it. This Taiyi sword energy is the world's first-class enlightenment sword energy. It is also the secret of Quanzhen Longmen. Once it enters your body, you should understand it carefully. It will be enough for you to
Save yourself the hard work of practicing thousands of sword points!"
Just when Wu Ming was about to use his innate skills to forcibly remove the sword energy, Ku Ye suddenly said.
"Do I look like a masochistic person?"
Wu Ming rolled his eyes.
The alien power enters the body, and the rest is easy to say, but this sword energy is extremely sharp, and it has Quanzhen's special sword intention, which is extremely difficult to control, causing great damage to the meridians, and the pain can be imagined.
"I'm just making a suggestion, it's up to you whether you adopt it or not!"
Ku Ye healed his scar and forgot about the pain, and assumed the posture of a master again.
"That's fine!"
Wu Ming connected the dots on his body with his fingers, and with great perseverance, he poured the four Taiyi Sword Qi into his left hand. He saw that his arm was instantly swollen, and there were even small scratches that kept traveling around, and blood spots overflowed.
"As expected, that calf-nosed man should be one of the most talented people in the world. Although he is evenly matched with you, he relies on Quanzhen and is taught by saints. His path to innateness has come to an end, and he will definitely not be you in the future.
opponent!"
Kuye said.
"He should be going to the lower level now. Counting the time, it's almost time for me to leave!"
While Wu Ming was healing his wounds, he walked towards Fang Xiren who climbed out of the mound, and was still communicating with Ku Ye in his mind.
"No. 1 on the king-killing list, but you and Li Twelve Niang of Hong Xiu Zhao are part of the deal, don't you want to do it?"
Kuye reminded.
"Forget it, there happen to be a few odds and ends that need to be dealt with, so just delay for a few days and solve the matter smoothly!"
Wu Ming paused slightly, several figures flashed in his mind, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Wu..."
Fang Xiren coughed up blood and reluctantly took a pill, smiling bitterly and speechless.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you really wouldn't believe that an innate warrior could be so powerful without the help of any treasures!
"How's the injury?"
Wu Mingdao.
"I can still hold on. I really need to thank Brother Wu for taking action this time, otherwise I would have been in danger!"
Fang Xiren was filled with emotion.
I recall that back then, the three of them were invited by Jia Zhengjing to gather in Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty, to participate in a grand auction. At that time, Wu Ming wildly wanted to be the master, but they refused. Thinking about it now, I really regret it.
Fortunately, as a descendant of a big thief, he is bold and free-spirited by nature, so this trivial matter does not affect his mood at all. Moreover, with this incident, the relationship between the two parties has taken a further step, and is far more solid and close than what they originally wanted to achieve.
"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. I feel that there seems to be something strange in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. It's better to leave quickly and join them!"
Wu Ming took a deep look into the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. He encountered the venomous gray snake when he first entered, but now there was no trace of it. It stands to reason that such a big movement would have attracted countless venomous gray snakes.
"I also feel something is not good. The blood in my body is boiling. This is a sign that something big is about to happen!"