Chapter 19 19 Tearing the Sword Curtain with Hands
The audience in the stands saw that the entire Jihad Stage was filled with gleaming sword light, dense sword energy, and continuous sword shadows, as if it had turned into a sea of swords.
Thousands of swords gathered together to form a dragon with long swords, twisting and rolling, and there seemed to be a faint sound of real dragon roars coming out, which was so powerful that it made people tremble.
And the young man in green shirt with an aloof and otherworldly temperament seems to disappear and appear from time to time, somewhere between illusion and reality, as if coming from the sky, making people elusive and unable to tell whether the ten thousand swords are him or not.
He simply turned into Wan Jian.
"This is the legendary fusion of man and sword... I didn't expect it to be so exquisite."
Some people had dull eyes, exhaled for a long time, and had mixed feelings.
"If you can see such miracles while you are still alive, you will have no regrets even if you die."
There are people who have practiced swordsmanship so hard that they become crazy about swordsmanship. When they see this scene, they are filled with tears of excitement.
"It would be great if I could have such means!"
Some people's eyes are filled with radiance and infinite desire.
It has to be said that the scene of Sun Ning controlling Wanjian and slashing towards Tu Qiancheng shocked countless people.
Tu Qiancheng's expression was solemn, his body flashed, and the black iron sword in his hand stabbed out repeatedly. As the sword light radiated, the surrounding space structure seemed to change quietly.
Then, everyone discovered the wonder of his swordsmanship.
Every time Tu Qiancheng thrust out a sword, it was equivalent to laying a ladder behind him, allowing him to retreat calmly and giving him enough time for the next strike.
Under Sun Ning's massive and fierce offensive, he did not take the fight head-on, but adopted this guerrilla strategy of fighting and walking. It must be said that this is indeed the safest method.
After all, Sun Ning's offensive will always be exhausted, and his method of retreat can be used almost infinitely.
The Great Dragon of Ten Thousand Swords pursued ferociously, from the east to the west of the Holy War Platform, from the south to the north. Then it pursued from the ground to mid-air, and then from mid-air to the ground. Tu Qiancheng always fought and walked, like a person bumping on the top of a huge wave.
The boat seems to be in danger, but in fact it is always as safe as a rock.
"Tu Qiancheng has developed his own way of swordsmanship. My human sword is integrated into one, and I can control the sword in the hands of others, but it will not affect him at all."
Sun Ning sighed secretly, knowing that if he continued like this, he would only waste time, and the one who would waste more time would undoubtedly be himself.
The next moment, it was like a ladder was born under his feet. With one hand behind his back, his whole body remained motionless, as if he was flying away in the air. For a moment, his green robes made a buzzing sound, his long hair was flying, and his handsome posture like a god made him wonder.
A woman's heart is full of spring.
"You give me another slap!"
The great dragon of ten thousand swords was still chasing Tu Qiancheng in mid-air, and Sun Ning followed closely behind. With a tap of his palm, a powerful force suddenly swept across.
In the scene where the big Prajna palm was shot, Sun Ning performed two moves in a row, Prajna's Wrath, and the Seal of the Golden Dragon. The first palm carried terrifying palm power, and even the space began to tremble. The latter palm was simply shaped like a golden dragon, and the two joined together.
, swept past.
Such as the Great Prajna Palm, which is the prototype of one of the three thousand avenues. Each style contains countless mysteries. It is difficult for ordinary people to use one move, but Sun Ning can combine the two styles. There is me in you.
With you in me, my power is doubled.
Like Tu Qiancheng, Sun Ning also has his own martial arts!
His martial arts is based on the holy way and is even higher than the holy way. He can use moves at random and create special skills in his mind. He can win without any move.
"The strength is quite strong, but it's still a little short of defeating me!"
Tu Qiancheng snorted coldly, and stabbed out the black iron sword in his hand. The speed was suddenly astonishing. Of the tens of thousands of people present, there were probably not more than a hundred people who could clearly see it.
The billowing sword energy continuously stabbed out from Tu Qiancheng's hand. After about ten breaths, these black sword energy turned into a huge black bell.
This black bell actually has strange and mysterious inscriptions on it, exuding a deep and ancient meaning. It is clearly the sword energy of Tu Qiancheng, but it is like a bronze divine object that is still extremely strong after countless years.
It is new enough to suppress one party and cannot be shaken.
Sun Ning's Mad Dragon Sword and the two styles of Prajna Palm reached three feet in front of the black bell and could no longer go beyond the thunder pool. It was like a real buzzing sound, which spread clearly, shook the void, and lasted for a long time.
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"You actually forced out the evil bell that can force out me, Sun Ning, you are so proud!"
Tu Qiancheng shouted in a cold voice: "Then take this opportunity to pick up my famous moves from all directions..."
Before he finished speaking, Tu Qiancheng's black iron sword suddenly surged. One moment it was just an ordinary long sword with a slightly wider thickness, and the next moment it became like a huge door panel!
Tu Qiancheng grabbed the door panel sword with one hand, which was more than twice as big as his body, and slashed it down hard!
Holding such a big sword in your hand will definitely give people an uncoordinated feeling, and may even make a person dwarfed by his height.
But in Tu Qiancheng's hands, even though it had grown a lot and was a lot heavier, it was still as easy as his arm pointed it, as if the sword had become a part of his body!
Tu Qiancheng slashed down with his sword, and the entire holy war platform immediately erupted with a terrifying power that was almost like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
There were countless people in the stands. Not to mention facing him directly, they only felt a little bit of the fierce power of this sword. Their whole bodies were chilled to the bone, filled with coldness and fear.
A black sword energy like a dark cloud, like the falling sky, crashed towards Sun Ning.
A gloomy and dark aura of destruction spread like a plague.
This famous movement from all directions does not match its name at all. Instead, it looks like the ghost king's sky curtain from hell.
It brings a sense of endless danger to people, as if just the slightest touch with the black sword energy area will corrode the human body instantly like strong sulfuric acid.
Zhishui Taoist Master had a look of surprise in his beautiful eyes, and whispered: "What a terrifying Bafang Mingdong! Tu Qiancheng's swordsmanship has actually been cultivated to such an extent. This person is really not simple."
"Go away!"
Sun Ning snorted coldly, and his whole body seemed to be split into two halves.
Half is yang and half is yin.
Half is the sun, half is the moon, and the middle is the sky and the earth.
Half represents light, half represents darkness, and the middle becomes chaos.
Sun Ning made fists with his hands, and then slowly separated them to the left and right, and the black sword energy like a giant screen was torn open by him.
The terrifying sword energy curtain that massacred Qiancheng actually became like a piece of material cloth in his hands.
"Oh my god..."
The crowd saw that as Sun Ning slowly spread his arms to the left and right, the black sword energy was first divided into two, and the area in the middle became wider and wider, and they couldn't help but exclaimed...
"What a wonderful way of yin and yang!"
Even the Naga Sword Master couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
The area separated by the black sword curtain ranged from one meter to two meters... In an instant, it had exceeded ten meters. Within these ten meters, there was a brilliant light, and the reflected sword curtain was like the Asura Hell, and it was like the bright avenue.
Tu Qiancheng's expression was solemn, and his eyes were deep in the depths of his eyes. He couldn't help but be surprised, showing a complicated expression of fear and shock.
Sun Ning's arms were fully opened, as if embracing the void.
The next moment, the opening of his arms, which was very even and gentle, suddenly accelerated, as if he was tearing something violently, and he shouted in a low voice: "Open it!"
In an instant, the void trembled, and the sword curtain dissipated like smoke.
A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm made a loud crack in the sky behind the boy, as if tearing the sky apart! (To be continued)