Naturally, he also saw how extraordinary the scimitar was.
Weng Batian had rarely been so angry in his life, except for the war fifty years ago.
In his life, he rarely used the full power of the scimitar, except for the battle fifty years ago.
Fifty years later, he finally stopped holding back.
He had long known that this was a knife with magical properties. Once he let go of his hands and feet, it would be easy for people to lose their intelligence and fall into the devil's path.
But today, he was really too angry.
Therefore, the power of the magic sword is fully unleashed.
The magic sword stood upright in the air and started to tremble on its own. All the energy around it gathered towards the magic sword, as if the magic sword had the ability to devour.
The lights were much dimmed, and there seemed to be countless resentful spirits in the air, whimpering and screaming.
Weng Batian's black robe looked even more pitch black, and his whole person seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of black evil energy.
He found this magic sword by chance in a dilapidated cave in the mountains. The cave had been abandoned for countless years, and nothing was left except this sword.
As soon as the magic sword was displayed, Weng Batian's Qinggong was used to the extreme. The human sword and one leaped into the air, and the magic sword fell from the sky and struck down.
The air was forcibly cut open, leaving a vacuum zone, making people breathless and short of breath.
The magic knife seemed to be rejuvenated. It rarely had the opportunity to be so refreshing. At this time, the black substance on the surface of the magic knife actually started to flow, like a pool of black water. Under the light, the sight of it made people palpitate.
Not far away, Taoist Priest Long Yun's face changed drastically. This was the Qi of the sword. Just this wave of Qi made him vomit a mouthful of blood, retreated, and stood away from the yard to the gate of the villa.
Several landscape trees nearby seemed to have been hit by a strong wind of level 12, and they broke and fell to the ground with a clicking sound.
Behind Taoist Master Long Yun, several disciples gathered.
At this time, their faces were pale.
Including Taoist Master Long Yun, they had a new understanding of Weng Batian's martial arts.
It's really invincible.
If Weng Batian had used this move as soon as he came up, they would all be dead.
No, it’s not an estimate, it’s just that they will all be killed instantly.
So strong!
In their hearts, Tang Xiaobao is also invincible.
They had never questioned Tang Xiaobao, who was a psychic figure, but at this moment, they began to worry about Tang Xiaobao.
The Demon Sword Weng Batian opposite him was a fierce man who defeated all the unbeatable men in the world fifty years ago.
Can the leader defeat him?
Even if you can win, you will probably have to pay a huge price!
Tang Xiaobao's expression was a little solemn.
His martial arts has already surpassed that of humans.
As long as it is human martial arts, he is confident that he can handle it.
Of course Weng Tianba is also a human being.
But Tang Xiaobao was a little shocked by the opponent's high level of martial arts.
This was definitely the only thing he had ever seen in his life.
It has exceeded the limits of human beings.
Thinking about it, he felt relieved.
It must be that this magic sword is too powerful.
This just proves how extraordinary this knife is.
Tang Xiaobao's eyes brightened even more.
The innate energy in his body actually began to boil, as if he was joyful, excited, and agitated.
Without using his innate energy, Tang Xiaobao was afraid of damaging the magic knife.
This is the treasure that Lannu ordered first.
Determined to test the opponent's skills, Tang Xiaobao did not use the teleportation skill and remained stationary, but his strong internal force formed a thick protective aura outside his body.
Even if it is a bullet, it cannot be broken.
He stood there, calm and confident.
Seeing that Tang Xiaobao did not dodge at all, there was deep contempt in his eyes.
Weng Batian, who was in mid-air, became even more angry. He added a little more strength, and finally concentrated all his strength on the sword and struck it down suddenly.
The power of this sword made ghosts cry and gods howl, the sky and the earth change color, and the sun and moon lose their light.
The magic knife is close, very close.
Chi!
Like cutting tofu, Tang Xiaobao's protective Qi has been broken through.
The sword's power weakened slightly and it was close to the front door.
Tang Xiaobao's expression changed drastically.
Damn it, so fierce!
His protective Gang Qi couldn't even be broken by bullets, and now he was actually split open with a knife?
It's so incredible and so scary.
Moreover, the power of the knife has not slowed down much. If the knife hits, no one will survive.
In a hurry, Tang Xiaobao stretched out two fingers and clamped the scimitar between the lightning and flint.
Tang Xiaobao took three steps back and finally stood still, while the magic knife finally stopped moving forward. The two were in a stalemate.
Tang Xiaobao had a strange look on his face, and Weng Batian's entire body was still stuck in mid-air. His face was red and his eyes were so wide that he could hardly believe his own eyes.
This move is definitely his pinnacle. In his life, he has never performed it so perfectly. He is confident that its power is unparalleled. He is confident that even a big mountain can be split into two pieces.
But Tang Xiaobao only used two fingers to control the power of the knife.
Is this still a human being?
It's simply unimaginable.
Too appalling.
He didn't know that Tang Xiaobao was also in a state of upheaval in his heart.
He was actually knocked back three steps. This was something that had never happened before. The protective energy was broken and he could still take three steps back. The key was that his entire arm was sore and numb now.
In the first move, Tang Xiaobao obviously underestimated the enemy and suffered a slight loss.
The posture of the two of them is a little weird.
A moment ago, junior sisters Tang Tang and Yi Lin had arrived. They were standing in the yard with shocked faces.
Just by feeling, they knew that they would never be able to withstand this blow, and that they would definitely be destined to die.
But they didn't expect that Tang Xiaobao was so awesome.
It seemed that Tang Xiaobao still had the upper hand.
After all, the opponent used a powerful magic weapon, but he only used his bare hands.
Holding the magic knife between two fingers, this scene has appeared in film and television works more than once. It is very gripping and very cool.
Only Tang Xiaobao knows the taste of it best.
Isn't it very uncomfortable?
Finally, Weng Batian, who was in mid-air, landed lightly on the ground with a sigh of relief.
He also came to his senses.
Tang Xiaobao's power exceeded his imagination.
In his opinion, he has already failed.
It is rare to encounter such a powerful opponent. Although he has not been out of the martial arts in recent years, he is quite disdainful of martial arts, and he has the legendary feeling of being lonely and seeking defeat.
At this time, he also became interested, his fighting spirit soared, and he laughed: "Good work, let's fight again."
He turned his arm, and the magic knife had already strangled Tang Xiaobao's fingers.
Tang Xiaobao let go and stepped back.
He wanted to let go a long time ago. Damn it, this pussy pretends to look good, but in reality it’s very unpleasant. Just now he was just slapping his face to make a fool of himself.
His whole right hand was so numb that he couldn't move it, so Tang Xiaobao could only retreat.