The starlight in the sky flows behind Su Hanshan, first forming a circular frame, and then thousands of starlights rotate and change inside, gathering, dispersing, and combining.
Sometimes it is like a blue dragon, like a rosefinch, like a basalt, like a white tiger, sometimes like a south dipper, like a beidou, like a sky chariot, or a compass.
The stars change, like various totems, and the Pure Yang Hedao Pill also emerges among these starlights, either at the head of the blue dragon, at the mouth of the white tiger, or at the tail of the red bird, or at the end of the Big Dipper.
With the weight of pure yang, it is always biased towards one end, leaving the other end vacant to evoke the mystery of the moon between heaven and earth.
"You are so good at pretending to be a ghost, your foundation is to this extent. Your bloodline cannot be squeezed, so you will be captured obediently. I am thinking of your courage, so I will spare your life, train as a war slave, and fight with me in the future. , is also a supreme honor! ”
The Seventy-Third Prince's Xuan Ming Falling Technique had some room to dodge at first. As the number of his attacks increased, the surrounding layers of space became rotten like iron sheets that would fall at the touch of a touch.
But the fragility of rusted iron does not mean that it does not exist. The rust stains pile up irregularly and bring obstacles to people in unexpected places.
Su Hanshan's body technique, if he wants to retreat normally, he will feel that the surrounding space is suddenly unable to bear his own weight, and he will feel like he has lost his footing and fallen.
If he wants to stand directly on the source of the void, if he moves a little, he will encounter accumulated rust, and layers of mysterious energy will burst out from inside, disturbing his body shape.
As he zigzagged in the hall and dodged seventeen moves, there was finally a moment when he was unable to retreat and was caught up by the opponent.
The rusty gray caused by the corrosion of space is flying around.
The palm of the Dragon Prince poked out from the countless dust. The dragon scales on the palm were a thousand times darker than the black rusty gray, bringing a great ominous omen that swallowed up all the light and was not satisfied.
Just like this, a palm brought out the roar of a contemptuous dragon. When it was patted down, it did not hit Su Hanshan, but hit the crescent moon.
Clang! ! !
The black dust suddenly collapsed.
Prince Long's eyes burst into bright golden light, and the expression on his face became extremely tense for a moment. His right hand remained in the position of grasping the crescent moon, without having time to take it back.
He couldn't describe how he felt on his palm at this moment.
So hard, so sharp, and...so cold!
It is hard to imagine that the Yu Yuan clan, who can experience the tempering of the true fire of the sun, turn things upside down, and practice the Xuanming Dragon Scale, could be colder than them in the same realm. attack?
Prince Long realized today that it was not cold at the material level, or even at the time and space level.
Rather, it is a glamor that is astounding to the world, super vulgar, dazzling the heavens, and leaving a blank space for the universe!
“What is this?!”
Prince Long didn’t want to catch the crescent moon himself. No matter how confident he was, if he could detect the existence of the crescent moon in advance, It was also impossible to let his hand hit him head-on.
But the crescent moon appeared too fast, leaving him no time to react. He could only roar when the deal was done.
“What kind of sword technique is this?!”
That is definitely not a swordsmanship, but a kind of swordsmanship. The sword has two edges, one side is useless, and the other side is usable. It is a kind of margin and a kind of foundation, but it also lacks the decisiveness of the sword.
No need for spare blades, no turning back, just one knife.
The glow of this sword only existed for an extremely brief moment and faded away instantly.
But at the same time as the light faded, on Prince Long’s right hand, Xuan Ming burst, the dragon scales broke, and purple blood flew everywhere.
Half of the broken palm flew up into the air.
On Prince Long's right hand, only a thumb was left, and the other four fingers and half of the palm were all separated from his senses under the residual influence of the knife just now.
At this time, Ma Jiugong had just broken the ban on the sixth layer of the tray. Six flying knives were evenly inserted into the corners of the tray, as if six petals were added to the tray. He reached out and snatched away the "Tongtian Lu Daoxiang".
Suddenly, half of the severed palm fell into Ma Jiugong's hand. He subconsciously took the severed palm and the spices away. After collecting it, he realized something was wrong and noticed the charm of the knife.
"Blue dragon gnawing at the moon, alluring love?!"
Ma Jiugong turned his head in astonishment and saw Su Hanshan raising his sword to the sky, his eyes were cold, and the starlight totem behind him was manifesting. Appearing like a blue dragon.
Love in a Fallen City was also the unique skill of the founding military god of Chu. It is said to come from the same inheritance as the "Three Secrets of the Military God".
Different from the initial simplicity of the Three Skills of the God of War, Love in the Fallen City has been a swordsmanship with a deep charm of heaven and man from the beginning.
When the military god was young, he did not even have the ability to master this sword. It was not until later that he became a prince and became a general, and received the guidance of the founder of the country, and then he sublimated this move into an immortal magical power.
However, this immortal magical power requires extremely fast movement. It requires a solid blade, like light and electricity, involving the mystery of time. It must be matched with an intangible and tangible, specially cast Qinglong Yanyue. Only the magic sword can be used.
Not to mention when Su Hanshan cultivated the martial arts of the God of War to the level of immortal magical power, the sword in his hand simply cannot reach the standard of the Qinglong Yanyue Incomparable Divine Sword!
"In this world, there is such a thing as overwhelming love, and it has been practiced to this extent..."
I am afraid that no one would believe Su Hanshan's thoughts at this moment.
Because before he made the move just now, he didn't know exactly what kind of move he would make.
He used the latest chapter of the "Wanwei Sword Sutra" to summon the immortal power between heaven and earth. He could only determine that the power he summoned had similar properties to the second immortal power he wanted to create. .
But even if the power is 99% similar, the form of expression is not necessarily the same.
Su Hanshan really didn't expect that what he would do would be this move.
Fortunately, there are Tiangong gears that can control the four basic forces in an instant. Coupled with the surrounding space structure, it was originally messed up by the power of Xuan Ming's fall, which in disguise satisfied the emergence of Qingcheng's love. Recruitment conditions.
Otherwise, by the time his sword was cut halfway, it would probably have been shattered to pieces based on the quality of the Blue Blood Mandarin Duck Sword.
"Hahaha, the green dragon is slaying the demon dragon in the moonlight. This scene is just the right time!"
Su Hanshan laughed a few times, lowered his right hand, dragged the sword forward, and swooped down. go.
Prince Long was so frightened that he turned into a seven-foot black dragon and swam away in the air.
Yu Yuan’s great skill, Xuan Ming Wandering Dragon.
He crashed into the original level of the void, but instead of responding to the tide of the void, he focused on the emptiness of the rise and fall of the tide.
The dragon seems to be wandering mysteriously, silently, without any force or shadow. Wherever it passes, it is smooth and unimpeded.
The space inside this hall has become the silver-white color of the void as the background color, and the figure of the black dragon should be particularly conspicuous.
But in this silver-white space, he came and went suddenly, and the dragon seemed to be divided into thousands of parts, making it difficult to see the true and false bodies.
If this Jinpan Palace had not been forged by the Ninth Level Great Master himself, the Dragon Prince would have been able to escape thousands of miles in an instant just by relying on his Xuanming Wandering Dragon.
Although Love in the City is said to be extremely fast and unparalleled, its attack range is relatively limited.
Seeing him dodge, Su Hanshan had no intention of chasing him. He turned slightly and rushed to the Holy Mother of Wuling, slashing him down with the force of his sword.
When the battle broke out just now, Our Lady of Wuling had already stared at Ma Jiugong. The wooden staff in her hand was slightly tilted, and a bright light on the top of the staff seemed to be there, and the strange power was attracted. , ready to go.
This kind of power made Ma Jiugong, who was eager to break the ban on the tray, temporarily ignore her existence.
If nothing unexpected happens, she can repel Ma Jiugong and seize the temptation incense while Ma Jiugong breaks the ban on the tray.
But at that moment, Prince Long’s severed palm flew over, and the Xuanming Dragon Scale was cut off with a single blow.
Ma Jiugong was shocked by the sword, and Madonna Wuling was also startled by the sword.
Then, the black dragon had escaped, and Su Hanshan had already killed him in front of her.
clang! ! !
The long green sword was hastily blocked by the wooden staff and made a loud noise.
Our Lady of Wuling trembled all over, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and she shouted angrily: "Prince, have you ignored the Taoist staff?"
Yuyuan Longting destroyed the Voodoo Tao in the past, After seizing the inheritance, even the old Dragon King was very interested in the grand Taoist artifact of the Voodoo Tao, the Taoist Poison Staff.
It is a pity that after so many years, none of the dragon sons and grandsons of Longting can be recognized by this magnificent artifact.
Until the appearance of Our Lady of Wuling, she was a true successor of Voodoo Tao and a member of the Dragon Clan. She was recognized by the Hong Tao Divine Artifact and was willing to join the Dragon Court. She was simply a God-sent person.
Although she is a celestial being, with her own special characteristics and the imitation magic weapon in her hand, she is able to compete with the seventh-level powerhouse by absorbing a little power from the magic weapon. That's why Prince Long was relieved to let her appear outside his secret realm, which was also a great help.
Su Hanshan's sword only shocked her to the point of vomiting blood, which was enough to prove that her strength was not inferior to Hu Yutang.
But she was really not sure to hold on to Su Hanshan's second sword.
In order not to affect the artifact's recognition of Our Lady of Wuling, Our Lady of Wuling's self-aura was not placed in Longting.
If she dies here, she will never be resurrected, and her hope of controlling the voodoo artifact will fail again. Even the seventy-third prince's evaluation in the Dragon Emperor's mind will be greatly affected.
The Dragon Prince roared angrily, and thousands of dragon shadows loomed, surrounded and swept towards him.
The sword blade in Su Hanshan's hand flashed, turning into a stab, and the tip of the sword pierced the wooden staff of Our Lady of Wuling.
Ding! ! !
His sword felt like a stabilizing force to Our Lady of Wuling, making her body freeze in place, and her body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of green light, making it difficult to move and escape.
But at the point of collision between the sword tip and the wooden stick, it turned like a long river, turning towards the cliff, and thousands of drops of green silk sword energy burst out.
The sword energy shot out in all directions, colliding with the real and fake dragon shadows.
"That sword blow just now..."
Prince Long's voice suddenly became excited, and it sounded simultaneously from the surroundings, roaring and reverberating.
"The immortal charm of that sword has receded from you. Sure enough, you still only have one immortal magical power, which is pure Yang energy."
"You can't use the secret and forbidden technique just now. "
Prince Long's figure suddenly appeared behind Wuling Sheng, and slapped the broken palm of his right hand on the vest of Our Lady of Wuling, and slapped his broken palm hard with his left hand.
The look on his face was painful, cruel, and extremely ferocious. He actually injected his Xuanming Dragon Blood and Essence Blood Potential into the body of the Holy Mother of Wuling.
At the top of the wooden staff of Our Lady of Wuling, the colorful light suddenly blazed and floated like tentacles, sending out rainbow-like light to the surroundings.
The blood of the true dragon is the essence of heaven and earth, and the blood of the mysterious dragon is the unique essence of yin and yin.
No matter what kind of weapon, what kind of medicine, what kind of poisonous power, when stimulated by the Xuanming Dragon's blood, it can transform on the spot and reach a higher level.
And now, this colorful light was originally borrowed from the power of the voodoo artifact. After being blessed by the Dragon Prince's essence and blood, even if there is no transformation, the total amount of poisonous power exploded has also increased dramatically. More than one step ahead.
Prince Long and Holy Mother Wuling shouted almost simultaneously, and the wooden staff shook forward.
Su Hanshan's long sword bent slightly, and his figure was bounced back.
Immediately, he saw a wooden staff striking in the air, its head spinning, and colorful lights swirling around it.
In the distance, the blue blood was hot, and three flying knives appeared out of thin air, and they were nailed to the head of the staff one after another.
These three knives were originally intended to go straight to the vital point and attack the person holding the staff, but they were attracted by the colored light at the head of the staff, and they automatically threw themselves into the colored light and melted into nothingness.
Poison is an evil thing that harms life.
But the poison of the voodoo artifact has an unparalleled allure to all life.
Even the ultimate flying knife cannot escape this temptation as long as it is launched by a living thing.
The three flying knives did not hinder the speed of this wooden staff at all.
Su Hanshan did not dodge. He retracted the long sword in his right hand, and the wide sleeve of his left hand hung down like a scabbard to store the blade.
The starlight totem behind him showed a strange picture, like two vortexes of starlight colliding together.
One vortex looks like a thin monster, and the other outlines like a god of armor. After the collision, they suddenly formed a pure white full moon.
Just as the starlight collided and the combined moon expanded, his sword was already slashing out with the expanding moonlight.
When the wooden staff struck, he neither saw where the sword blade was nor where the figure was.
The other person's entire figure seemed to melt in the center of the moon.
The Heavenly Demon attacks the Seven Evils, the bright moon swallows the twin stars...
The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!
This is a magical power cultivated by an extremely powerful person in the Assassin Path, one of the thirty-six paths in the Middle Ages.
Legend has it that after he cultivated into the Secret Realm of the Void, he spent many years of painstaking efforts to cumulatively shape two stars, the Demon and the Seven Evils, which would run for seventy-seven, four hundred and ninety years according to the rhythm of heaven and earth, and then cause the twin stars to collide.
Taking advantage of the pulse of the bright moon, he swung his sword towards the sky and shattered the fragments of the twin stars into pieces again and again.
The power of the moon, the power of the sword, and the bones of the stars were all swallowed into his body, and his sword-slaying skills were sublimated into immortal powers. He dominated for a while and became famous throughout the world.
Prince Long did not recognize the love of the city, but he recognized the sword.
But it's too late.
The sword had already struck the top of the wooden staff.
The wooden stick was broken in half from beginning to end, split into pieces, and the colored light shook and knocked back.
Our Lady of Wuling's whole body turned into a blur of colorful light, and was hit by the sword, full of cracks.
Prince Long's eyes were about to burst, and when he was about to dodge, an infinite force of force had been transmitted to his hands, straight to his chest and lungs, causing him to lose control of his body and fly upside down.
boom! ! ! !
Colorful light clusters hit the palace beams against the black Dragon Prince.
The black dragon roared, bared its teeth and claws, unable to break free, only to hear a more violent roar, erupting from his body.
Boom boom boom boom! ! !
The roof beams of this palace finally exceeded the limit of bearing capacity and burst into a big hole.
In a short distance, the speed of Zhantian Drawing Sword Technique is actually inferior to that of "Love in the Fallen City".
However, the strength of this sword is so long and the focus is so deep that it far surpasses "Love in a Fallen City".
Ze the sky and draw your sword, draw your sword and chop the sky!
No matter how many clouds there are in the sky, one sword will cut you to the end!
In the mountains of the pure fox clan.
One green and one black, the two big hands are still changing and fighting, causing countless scenes between heaven and earth to flicker and shift.
The void masters from all the major forces have taken their disciples into the secret realm and are paying attention to the situation here.
The Shimmer Fox King saw that the two of them were fighting more and more fiercely. It was not as simple as a small trial of moves, so he had no choice but to lead Hu Wenzhi and head high into the sky to meet them.
"Both of you, whether you are Da Chu Frontier Army or Yu Yuan Longting, are both distinguished figures. Why bother to vent your anger here in the middle of the night?"
The Shimmer Fox King raised his hands in the air, "If you want to compete, there will be a suitable place tomorrow. Please give me some face today."
He secretly wanted to send a message to Zhang Yannian again, mentioning the previous saint's natal gold medal, so that Zhang Yannian could take the lead in restraining himself, and there was no harm in suffering a little loss. As the saying goes, a loss is a blessing.
At this moment, a huge bell-like roar suddenly came from the Golden Pan Palace with mountains as pillars in the distance.
In the distance, I saw a black dragon being hit by a ball of colored light. It moaned and roared in pain as it flew higher and higher in mid-air.
The two long eyebrows of the Glimmer Fox King suddenly floated towards the sky, and his expression changed drastically.
The guardian of Longting was even more anxious. He fished it out with his big black hand, stopped the black dragon, and exclaimed: "Prince?!"
(End of this chapter)