The seven weapons that coincide with the seven stars of the White Tiger are controlled by seven sword immortal figures.
This was the phantom of the Sword Immortal, not an entity, but in Wei Hao's eyes, he saw something different.
If it's just mana, it's not worth a cent.
The real power is not in the fierce swordsmanship, but in the figures of the seven sword immortals. They are all the same person, different stages of the same person.
To be more precise, if the master of Nanmang Sword Sect ascends, he will be in the seventh level of the immortal realm.
He has not ascended and is still in the human world, so he maintains the realm of an earthly immortal. But as long as he ascends, he will definitely become a god.
Like the protector of the Nanmang Sword Sect, he is also a divine talent, but because of his inheritance, he has stayed in the human world and has not left.
"Good Taoism! From the first level of immortality to the seventh level of immortality, you have cultivated each level into an incarnation. If you had not met me, you would not be invincible in the world, but you would not be far behind."
"It's a pity that your way is a small way and it ends here."
After Wei Hao praised him, he immediately went on a rampage.
The first-level incarnation of the Immortal was directly stabbed and exploded by Xi Jiaohu without exerting any force. This time, the body of the Five Spirits Holy Statue was shaken, as if there were signs of instability.
"monster!"
"This animal is a monster!"
"How is this possible! That is the incarnation of the immortal realm——"
The Kuixing swordsman didn't even show his prowess in swordsmanship, so he was passed by by the compass and then stabbed to death with a single shot.
This kind of blow made the leader of Nanmang Sword Sect look livid and panicked in his eyes.
A panicky suspicion emerged in my mind: If the first level of immortality can't be stopped, can the second level of immortality be able to stop it? What about the third level? What about the fourth level?
Hesitation, doubt...all kinds of negative emotions are growing.
The white tiger of the Five Spirits Holy Statue was supposed to be a murderous beast, but now, it actually retreated faintly, as if it was showing signs of bowing its head with its ears pinched.
"You don't think that as long as you are in the realm of gods, you are invincible, right? Hahahahahaha..."
Wei Hao raised his head and laughed, "Back then, when I was at the Five Chao Pass, I didn't have such courage, and faced the 'immortal strike', I just took it lightly. Today, at this moment, I will only get stronger as I fight, the immortal... no
If you follow the way of humanity, you will be punished!"
A series of verbal attacks directly made the leader of the Nanmang Sword Sect lose his mind. He had already developed fear, panic, and even inner demons. It was very weak, but it was definitely there.
The obscurity of the White Tiger Seven Stars is a sign of the birth of inner demons.
If a ferocious beast that is determined to kill suddenly starts to retreat and stops fighting, then it is not that it has become peace-loving, but that it has encountered a more ferocious beast.
"Brother Daming! Keep your mind! Don't be intimidated by him——"
"Once we retreat, we will be defeated! We will definitely be killed -"
"Brother Da Ming! Da Ming Yao! He just defeated the Taoist body of the first level of the immortal! Don't be afraid! You still have six Taoist bodies! There are still six more——"
Hearing the shouts of the other four people, Wei Hao did not stop them, but watched with cold eyes. He slowly moved through the fog, and even passed close to one of them several times.
He just walked by in such a swaggering way, but the man couldn't notice it at all.
This is the Yin-Yang Lost Formation. They are still lost between Yin and Yang, not to mention that the five people have been completely shocked.
No matter how loud the other four roar, it does not mean that they are more courageous than Da Mingyao, the leader of Nanmang Sword Sect.
The courage of the strong does not depend solely on strength.
If a strong man can only have courage when he has mastered strength, then this kind of strong man is no different from a trafficker and a pawn.
Any ordinary person who has mastered powerful power will be full of courage.
However, even among ordinary people, there is a kind of person who has no strength and will face difficulties and face the fear and defeat it at all costs.
This is the fearless and truly strong man!
Wei Hao watched these five people coldly because he had discovered that the sect leader of the five peaks of Mangshan, although he was the helmsman of five sword cultivating sects, had never experienced a weak person resisting a powerful one.
Standing at the head of Wuchao County, you can see thirty miles of strange things at a glance.
At that time, Wei Hao was just one man, one sword, and full of passion.
"That's right! I can't back down! I am still the right governor of the Left Army Governor's Mansion! With the official power and the support of the people! There is no reason to lose to this traitor of the summer room! He is a traitor with a reward from the three realms! He is the traitor who committed the following crimes -
"
laugh!
Da Mingyao's impassioned words of encouragement came to an abrupt end when the swordsman Lou Xing was shot in the head...
The second level of immortality...die!
This time, the Five Spirits Holy Statues all shook, and there were even signs of disintegration and scattering.
Even though I know that if I separate and run away, I will definitely be defeated one by one, I still have such an urge.
Feeling of oppression...
too strong.
It was so strong that even strong men like them could not bear it.
"Ho ho ho ho ho ho..."
Wei Hao's terrifying laughter sounded, "I can't kill the real second-level immortal. It's never that simple to cut off the three flowers on the top. After all, it means merits like mountains and seas. If you want to
To be broken, it really takes a little strength."
"Fortunately, you, an opportunistic old bastard like you, don't have the power of an immortal at all. Even though you have the talent of an immortal but not the virtues of an immortal, you are worthy of standing in front of me and resisting."
"Still not kneeling down!!"
Click!!
There was a loud noise and lightning appeared out of thin air, directly smashing the Stomach Star Swordsman into pieces.
Wei Hao did not control the thunder and lightning. This lightning was not controlled by Wei Hao at all, but the inner demon generated by Da Mingyao, the leader of Nanmang Sword Sect, created the "bolt from the blue" in his spiritual thoughts.
In other words, Da Mingyao punished himself by striking his sword clone with lightning.
Dao Shen Stomach Star Swordsman, a third-level immortal, did not strike out a single sword energy, and Wei Hao did not make a move, and was directly annihilated.
At the same time, Da Mingyao's fourth Daoist Swordsman Ao Xing actually knelt down, trembling, and bowed his head in repentance.
Cracks suddenly appeared in the entire formation composed of the Five Spirit Icons.
The white tiger was lying on the ground, completely submissive.
No matter how brutal and ferocious the beast is, it has no chance of winning against a more powerful warrior.
This is the law of nature and the principle of strength and weakness.
However, this kind of law and this kind of truth are what the Five Peaks of Mangshan were originally so open to the outside world, but they never thought that there would be a day when they would surrender without a fight even though they still maintained their tyrannical strength.
"You don't follow humane principles! You should be punished!"
Wei Hao did not take action himself, but the head of the Aung Star Swordsman was still chopped off.
The one who took action was the fifth body of Great Mingyao - Bi Xing Swordsman.
After Bi Xing Swordsman killed Ao Xing Swordsman, he was also beheaded instantly.
The one who took action was the sixth body, the Star Swordsman.
Needless to say the power of the inner demon, the Five Spirits Holy Statue was completely separated. Almost as soon as the Sword Star Swordsman drew his sword, Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu and Qilin fled in all directions.
The Five Spirits Holy Statue was originally a five-element formation. Being in it, you can share boundless mana and wonderful supernatural powers.
Da Mingyao was originally in charge of Zhuque, but because of the Five Spirits Holy Statue, he could borrow the White Tiger and Seven Stars.
But now, all the magical powers were like a dream, causing him to run away in a hurry.
He was originally a handsome young man, but he was in such a miserable state that he was completely defeated!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Wei Hao's laughter was like the raging of an ancient demon, which made Da Mingyao tremble and feel like he was in constant panic.
Even if the body is wrapped in flames and escapes with the Suzaku Divine Fire, the escaped light is unstable due to fear, just like a bonfire that has been hit by strong winds and may be extinguished at any time. How can you ensure that your own flames continue to burn?
What's more, in the face of the "martyr arrogance", even the Suzaku Divine Fire appears so weak.
"Spare your life! Spare your life——"
Da Mingyao instinctively begged for mercy. He became famous at a young age and always killed enemies beyond his level. He was also known as the swordsman in the world. He was also one of the people who helped to increase his prestige.
It took one hundred years to enlighten the way of swordsmanship, three hundred years to appreciate the magical powers of earthly immortals, and he established the Tao of Daxia when he founded the country. His way was five hundred years of swordsmanship!
Cut off the mountains and collapse them, cut off the seas and cover them.
The supreme sword god with immortal talents, this is his glory.
Originally, by ascending to the heaven, he could leave aside the worldly affairs and concentrate on developing the Brilliant Sword Dao!
What courage and tyranny.
However, everything originated from a conflict in Wutan County.
The sword, the protector...and then himself.
"Spare your life! Spare your life——"
It was too late for Da Mingyao to regret, he didn't even have the thought of regret, only fear.
Because now, even if he runs away, he is like a headless fly, unable to tell the difference between north, south, east and west.
No, not just southeast, northwest.
Even when I come up and down, I don’t know if they are heaven and earth.
He didn't know which direction he was flying in. There was fog everywhere, and no matter how he dispersed it, new fog would always form.
Fear made him humble, and he could only cry out for mercy.
Wei Hao smiled ferociously and looked down at the palm of his hand. A cloud of mist was swirling in his palm. There were many haloes in it, and a red divine bird was scurrying around.
He raised his other hand, slowly inserted his fingers into it, and slowly pressed towards the red divine bird.
The clouds and mist were stirred by fingers, and in Da Mingyao's perception, it was as if there was an unprecedented storm between heaven and earth, which made people unable to open their eyes and unable to see clearly the dimensions.
"Spare your life, spare your life..."
The Ming Dynasty instinctively repeated the words of begging for mercy, and soon the wind stopped.
When he finally opened his eyes, the fog seemed to have diminished, but it was still rolling. Then, Da Mingyao felt the fog rolling, as if it was being stirred by something.
He looked carefully, and soon, a dark shadow appeared.
At first, he thought it was a rock.
Then he thought it was a wall.
Finally, he thought it was a mountain.
But it was not a stone, nor a courtyard wall, nor a mountain.
It's a finger.
"!"
The moment he saw the finger, Da Mingyao stopped breathing. He was so frightened that he forgot how to breathe, as if his neck was being strangled.
His heart told him that he should run away, but his legs didn't obey him at all.
The Suzaku Divine Fire should have escaped quickly, but its magic power could not be mobilized at all.
Inner demon!
"No, no, no-"
The huge fingers crushed it over.
It was like crushing an ant to death, just like crushing it with my fingers.
It turns out that the ant is myself...
The moment his fingers crushed his body to pieces, what came to Da Mingyao's mind was this sentence.
Da Mingyao, the leader of the Nanmang Sword Sect, the right governor of the Great Xia Left Army Governor's Mansion, and the commander of the school's "Wude Army", died!
"Heaven and Earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. Killing you is the greatest justice."
Wei Hao's voice spread slowly and could be heard clearly throughout the hills and within a radius of ten miles.
Feng Jinan, who was climbing on the clouds, twitched his ears and found that his husband was still alive in the fog not far away. He was immediately overjoyed: "Hey! You little ghosts and fairies dare to be so arrogant in front of me!"
The golden dragon ax was picked up again, the dragon's tail started shaking again, Feng Jinan felt like he was good again!
The "martyr's arrogance" wrapped up the long-handled mountain axe with golden light. The little dragon man grasped the long handle with both hands, shouted loudly, and swung the ax to chop it.
This attack was fierce and the flames were fierce. Unfortunately, one of the opponent's generals was covered in precious armor, and he was also a strong man in the world. He also had a wind-chasing horse under his crotch, facing the mountain axe, holding a horse spear in both hands, and struck hard.
Sheng Sheng rangs down.
"Where to escape——"
The partial general also knew that something was wrong with the central army, but he knew that there were many swordsmen in the formation who were masters of the art of heaven and earth. Even if they were plotted for a while, they would not be in trouble.
So I made up my mind to take down this insignificant little thing in front of me first.
After only a dozen rounds of fighting, this kid was as slippery as a loach, and the slightest error allowed him to escape every time.
At this moment, the head-to-head confrontation is playing into his own hands. The general is not afraid of head-on confrontation, but is afraid of the short legs with long tails running very fast.
"Run away from your mother, and I'll hit you again!"
Feng Jinan practiced "martyr arrogance" with Wei Hao, and he had never been as happy as he is now. He couldn't explain why, but he felt a steady flow of energy all over his body.
The two sides fought and walked, fighting from the flat ground up the hillside. Feng Jinan stepped on a small cloud and became more and more skillful.
In the past, I always felt that I could control spells very easily, but now I feel that my magic power is nothing, and I have to have innate magical powers!
The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon!
The eight-year-old child jumped up and down, and from time to time he got under the horse's belly. It was so slippery that the knight cursed in his heart, but he was not anxious. He saw the opportunity and deflected the axe. At the same time, he suddenly threw out a seal.
He muttered the words: "Suppress!"
"Bitch! You are cheating!"
Feng Jinan was shocked, he was obviously a general on horseback, how could you have the nerve to use a magic weapon?
I saw the seal smashing towards me with a loud bang, which made Feng Jinan's eyesight blurred and his internal organs turned into paste.
Everyone was babbling and talking nonsense.
It's over, it's over, I'm going to die.
Xiaolongren was crying in his heart, but the general on horseback on the other side was even more shocked: "You are actually fine——"
"Eh?"
Feng Jinan was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and unexpectedly rolled and crawled up from the ground, jumping up again, full of energy and energy.
"Haha, I'm fine."
The little dragon man suddenly felt proud and stuck out his tongue at the knight, "Lulu Luuluo, I tricked you, but in the end you couldn't even kill me. Haha, I am Feng Jin'an, the 'Little Sage of Yunmeng'. My body is like black iron. You
That treasure is a bully and afraid of the strong, and he can't do it anymore. Hahahaha..."
He was a boy by nature and spoke with a sharp voice. This situation made him so angry that his nostrils dilated.
However, Feng Jinan was not complacent. He suddenly discovered that it was not how powerful his physical body was, but that when the seal was smashed over, his "martyr arrogance" burned away the opponent's mana.
There is nothing strange about this, but the magic power of the seal just now is definitely not something he can handle.
"Strange...why?"
Feng Jinan touched his head, a little puzzled, but as soon as he put his hand on it, he felt that there was a piece of wood stuck in his head, and one end of the wood was still burning.
"Huh?"
Could it be that he accidentally touched it?
impossible!
Smell it again, the wood is fragrant and invigorating.
Soon Feng Jinan realized that it was the wood that made him rich in energy and blood, and then he became "martyr's arrogant".
"Damn it, the old guy secretly helped me without even saying a word."
Feng Jinan now knew that Wei Hao had already planned it, how could he really let him die.
"I just don't know what this wood is..."
Rolling his eyes, Feng Jinan looked at the golden dragon ax in his hand, and then at the wood: "They are all good treasures. The old guy has so many treasures, and he doesn't even think about giving one to me."