Chapter 1069: One sword stacked on top of another
“So this is how this sword should be used.”
Bailian gasped heavily, his lungs seemed to be burning, and his face But he looked down at the sword in his hand with an appreciative smile.
My fingers lightly touched the golden sword pattern.
He said as if sighing: "The sword is sacrificed to the gods... Oh, the character of the person who forged the sword is really full of no taboos."
"But it's precisely because of this that it's particularly remarkable, isn't it?"
The sword pattern lit up.
Bailian adjusted his breath for just a moment and launched another offensive!
Another round of the Sun-Golden Crow Sword catching wind and shadow.
The figure of the Flame God is constantly changing between heaven and earth, and the myriads of dharma forms move with the sword.
At this moment, the god-killing mortal weapon that has been hidden in the cold warehouse for thousands of years is unknown.
After devouring the soul of the first god, he seemed to truly come to life.
Every sword and slash are breathing.
Fengxu's sword skills are also very good. After suffering a round of attacks, he quickly adapted to the trajectory of Balian's sword.
“It is naive and foolish to think that the same trick will work again!”
He no longer stood there silently, Fengxu started to move, and driven by his breath, blazing flames and terrifying air waves strangled the mountains.
The countless golden lines cut out of the space were all in vain.
This is the first time Fengxu has used body skills to dodge since the battle with Bailian.
But who would have expected that the Great Sun Golden Crow Sword displayed by Balian was just a cover.
As if Fengxu had already expected that Fengxu would dodge with his body skills, this sword strike was only in shape but not in spirit.
While swinging his sword, dozens of spears transformed from the power of dark blood behind Bailian burned fiercely as the Flame God's Dharma Breathed out, ready to go.
Until he used the Big Sun Golden Crow Sword to figure out Fengxu's movement trajectory, Balian accurately seized the opportunity.
Dozens of flame spears shot out of the wind, sealing Fengxu's movements like a cage.
Just because Fengxu had suffered a lot just now, he was not sure whether the terrifying purple blood of the Great Emperor was hidden in the flame spear.
He hesitated for a moment and froze for a moment.
And Bai Lian seized this momentary opportunity...
Chonghua Tingyan!
Poyun Mountain!
Ziyang Fengxu Style!
Bailian has been hiding his murderous intention for a long time!
The pride of being a member of the Corpse Demon Royal Family is innate.
Although he had never met his two "brothers", the sense of fate that was connected by blood made him fall into the devil the moment he saw Fengxu using the power of the corpse beads.
The same emotions of anger, hatred, and humiliation as Si Li arose in my heart!
One sword stacked on top of the other!
Xihe's magical skill is achieved through the smooth and smooth execution of the Jianzijue without any jerkiness or stagnation.
Every arc of the sword is beautiful and perfect, and the cuts are decisive and smooth.
The blade of the sword explodes continuously, and the sword energy instantly overlaps the nine layers of the mountain.
And Balian also truly understood the importance of a magic weapon at this moment.
If it had been any other sword, I am afraid it would have been broken by the edge, and how could this three-level secret skill be seen in battle?
With a series of moves and swords, Balian made a total of forty-nine swords in a very short period of time, one sword after another, without any jerkiness, and in one go.
Each sword contains the essence of ancient gods and sword skills.
Every time the sword is swung out, the faint firelight attached to the sword edge changes and rises fiercely. The golden sword light flourishes, like red-hot nails piercing Fengxu from all directions. .
Fengxu's eyes were gloomy, and as his robes fluttered violently, the fairy clouds surrounding him suddenly turned into rolling dark clouds and thunderous motions.
The atmosphere of the heaven and earth was suddenly chaotic, and the rolling clouds of thunder and lightning rose in all directions, just like the dark demonic energy surging outside.
The surging dark clouds were like the armor of the ancient demon god, wrapping Fengxu's body heavily in it.
The golden flaming sword can no longer advance even an inch.
Tan Guangjun could see that the swords struck out one after another took an extremely huge toll on Balian.
Fengxu only defended but did not attack, in order to consume him until he died of exhaustion.
Tan Guangjun's expression dimmed. After all, it was impossible to defeat an ancient immortal like Fengxu with human power. It would be a miracle to defeat an ancient immortal like Fengxu at the golden immortal level.
Not to mention the fusion of two forbidden corpse beads from the corpse demon royal family.
Under the bloody mirror, Si Li, who had a panoramic view of the battle, couldn't feel the anger and hatred in Balian's bones.
Seeing this, her desire to go to the human world was not so strong.
Si Li unfolded his robe and sat on the ground. The two long legs under the blood-red robe were stacked comfortably on the palace steps. The calves wrapped in silver boots were even more slender and straight. The arc is perfect.
She was half-lying, leaning on her body, her black hair, which had lost the restraint of her crown, resting on her shoulders, with the ends of her hair hanging down from her delicate collarbones.
The limbs under the blood-red royal robe are lazy, and the slender body contains elegance and strength. The lazy charm unintentionally displayed falls in the eyes of the little raccoon, and there is a kind of coquettish beauty that unintentionally captures the soul.
After the power of blood was sealed by the Heaven-Slaying Sword Qi, Si Li at this moment looked more like a female emperor depicting the fireworks of the world than a dark creature drinking blood.
Her blue eyes as calm as a lake looked at the battle in the bloody mirror, and her long and narrow lips raised an inconspicuous arc:
"The little guy has only been awakened for four years. The time was too short, and the day when he would condense the corpse pearl was too far away.
With Gu’s Corpse Bead, being able to face the suppression of the two king brothers’ corpse beads in their prime state, and being able to draw swords and fight, she has a bit of a royal character.”
Her reaction was extremely. Indifferent, but people who know her well know that she is very satisfied with Balian's attitude at this moment.
The little raccoon, which was holding it with its two paws overlapping, obviously didn't expect that Balian could fight so vigorously despite the pressure of two royal corpse beads.
It knew what kind of terrifying arrogance Si Li possessed.
It even imagined the boy kneeling down and trembling under the pressure of those two corpse beads.
That’s why it blocked Si Li’s power in advance, lest she go crazy in anger.
But now, His Highness does not seem to be worried that the boy will surrender to Jinxian Fengxu.
It looked at Si Li who had relaxed inexplicably, and couldn't help but ask cautiously.
"Your Highness, you don't seem to worry about his life or death anymore?"
It's normal for Your Highness Si Li to never care about the life or death of others, even if that person is her royal brother.
But this kid carries her corpse bead in his body. If he dies in Fengxu's hands and the corpse bead is shattered, she will never be able to get it back.
Si Li smiled faintly and said: "With the orphaned corpse pearl in my arms, I would rather fight than surrender, and would rather die than kneel. That would be to die in battle. That is the pride of being born a king.
He has not insulted the surname of the Corpse Demon Royal Family, it is just a corpse bead. If it is destroyed, I will not mind spending another thousand years to reunite it. "
"Just let him have fun. "
" Let's see how far Gu Dao can go while carrying Gu's corpse beads and facing the terrifying oppression of his two brothers. ”
The black thunderclouds around Fengxu gathered more and more, as if they were going to swallow up all the golden sword fire coming from all directions.
But Bailian’s awe-inspiring sword intent was not yet visible. After a break, there was almost no hesitation in the process of waiting. Tiance Junshan's sword flames were replaced by a sharper sword intent.
Two red and purple stegosaurs rise.
Bailian’s sword posture changed again.
What was displayed was already the Sword of Huaxu.
Pillow the mountains and rivers!
Sky lantern travel around the world!
Three photos in the clothes!
Bailian's energy lasted for a long time, as if it was endless. There was no sign of exhaustion. Instead, he kept going and his sword became extremely powerful.
The light sword power, like wind and fire rolling through the forest, suddenly became powerful and unparalleled, as heavy as a mountain.
The sword's momentum suddenly changed, from chopping, stabbing, cutting, to a single slap.
The heavy Tiance Junshan sword exploded with unprecedented weight at this moment. The sword was like a giant hammer from heaven, swinging between Bai Lian's arms, making a sound of wind and thunder.
And those golden sword fires that landed on the heavy armor of dark clouds were like nails under a heavy hammer.
Bailian struck out with his sword heavily and landed on the sword light with great precision. The dark cloud armor around Fengxu suddenly burst into pieces like thick ice.
The Huaxu family's swordsmanship continues to change under Tiance Junshan's sword.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Balian's sword force became heavier and heavier, but this did not affect the speed of his movements.
Finally, there were more and more cracks in the thick dark clouds, like a vast icy lake, which was hammered day and night by countless small hammers, and finally the cracks spread rapidly.
There was a bang.
The thick clouds rolled away and the thunder shattered into crumbs.
The golden flame sword light stagnated from all directions, amidst the angry roar of the huge god behind Bailian, criss-crossed and slashed towards Fengxu's body.
Fengxu groaned, and dozens of sharp bloody wounds began to appear on his body. Blood rolled out and seeped out from the wounds.
It looks like the red clouds that are about to fall from the sky at sunset.
The dark clouds gathered around the body have collapsed, the thunder has collapsed, and it can no longer gather any defensive power.
And with a perfect physique that combines the golden immortal and the corpse demon, countless bright red sharp wounds were also cut at this moment.
Not long after, Fengxu was dripping with blood and turned into a ferocious bloody man.
But Fengxu fell into a strange silence. He suddenly took a half step back, tilted his body slightly, and blocked dozens of sword strikes with his broad back.
Then, gather your strength and punch!
A simple punch fully demonstrates the unique domineering power of the royal zombie demon!
Bailian's eyelids twitched. Under the terrifying blood pressure, the hair on his body spread out, and blood beads rushed to squeeze out from the pores.
He intuitively felt the terrible consequences of this punch.
But there was no hesitation in the sword movement in his hand. After thinking for a moment, the sword edge deflected.
Used Zhaitian Palace again.
The tip of the sword stabbed Fengxu's left pupil.
As expected, the fist that hit his head had to change its trajectory midway, and hit the Tiance Junshan Sword with one punch.
Bailian's sword was deflected by the overbearing punch, and the sword edge passed across the bridge of his nose.
However, Fengxu's fist and sword clashed without any wounds.
On the contrary, Tiancejun Mountain was violently bounced away, buzzing continuously, and the force of the rebound was even more terrifying.
Bailian's arm holding the sword exploded with a handful of blood. The rebounding sword hit his head hard, causing Bailian's eyes and nose to bleed crazily, and his body was forced back three meters. outside.
He stood in the cold wind and snow, one arm twisted in a numbing posture.
The hand holding the sword continued to drip with blood. With his amazing healing power, not only could the injury not be healed, but the blood was gushing more and more.
It was obviously a broken muscle.
My arms twitched uncontrollably, and it was no longer possible to hold the weight of Tiance Junshan Sword, which was like a mountain and sea.
The sword hilt slipped weakly from the sticky blood under the palm, and was stuck diagonally on the ground.
Bailian's lips have long turned white, and there is no trace of blood on his face.
Obviously, the high-explosive swordsmanship just now was used desperately, which also severely and horribly depleted his spirit and blood.
Every inch of the body's bones now seemed to have a sharp knife inserted into it. Every time he exhaled and took a breath, there was a severe pain of pulling out the muscles and gouging out the bones.
On the contrary, Fengxu stood on the opposite side, and the scarred sword wounds all over his body gradually healed under the super recovery power.
Only superficial bloody mouths were left, soaked with traces of blood.
In this wind and snow, Fengxu slowly exhaled a hot mist-like breath and said:
"I really don’t understand the meaning of your behavior? Apart from putting myself You've been seriously injured and embarrassed all your life, and you can't get anything out of it
Why, do you want me to prove your fearlessness, to prove that you can still fight bravely under the suppression of the blood of two corpse demon kings?
But so what, this still doesn’t change the fact that you will lose. I am not your father, and I have no obligation to praise you. "
Bailian ignored Fengxu's ridicule. He wiped away the blood dripping from his nose and said with a calm smile:
"Why do you need to praise me? In terms of identity, you were It is still a golden immortal in the sky, but now it has merged with the corpse beads of two corpse demon royal clans, and the demon has fallen to this point.
But even so, you were still hurt by a junior like me who has just passed through the soul-stealing realm.
Even though there is no praise from you, isn't this something to be proud of? "
As he naturally asked calmly, Fengxu's face suddenly darkened.
Bailian put away the smile on his face, and his expression was focused and serious from beginning to end, with a faint expression. Said:
“But I am not a human being after all, and I will not be proud of leaving this little injury or pain on you. "
"My goal is to kill you. ”
Fengxu's smile was indescribable and cold and sarcastic: "You can't even hold the sword, how can you kill me?"
Bailian didn't look at the sword that slipped from his hand again. The answer given is very simple:
“The sword is gone, but I still have my fists, and my fists are gone, and I still have sharp teeth and fangs, which can always tear you to pieces. "
Fengxu raised his eyebrows, but there was no expression on his face: "What do you mean by this, do you want to compete with me physically?"
Bailian lowered his eyes and fell. On the sword of Fengxu, he said generously: "This is my fighting method, you can use all your means to your heart's content."
Fengxu's eyelids twitched fiercely. Hearing the meaning of these words, he didn't know and thought that this boy was a high-ranking golden immortal.
He is an insignificant ant in the world, so he is so kind to me.
He smiled coldly, exerted force with his palm, and shattered the spiritual sword that had been following him for many years.
Inside the Dark Continent.
The little raccoon raised its little head and kept swallowing.
Si Li didn't know when there was a silver wine cup in his hand. The cup was filled with wine as red as blood. She drank slowly with small sips, her red lips were like paintings, and her drunken face made the dark beauty as sharp as a knife. There was actually a hint of seductiveness on her face.
She swayed the bright red wine in the cup, her face was light and lazy: "It turns out that I, my brother, are not bad at all."
(End of this chapter)
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