Chapter 435: The Totem of the Honghu, the Power of the Magic Sword
Jiang State, also known as the Hongguo, because their national totem is a swan.
The so-called phoenix elephants are five, and the five colors are red: phoenix; yellow: phoenix; green: luan; purple: eagle and white: swan.
I saw Ying Zhong fluttering his wings, wind and fire gathered, and the whole body was brilliant. Like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, falling from the sky, as if there was a phantom of a swan emerging, the wind and fire danced, emitting a dazzling light. , thrust straight towards Pei Xuanjing.
Pei Xuanjing's face turned cold, a mighty momentum rose into the sky, the sky above his head changed, the surroundings changed, and clouds filled the air.
He slowly raised his hands and pointed them into palms, and then countless thunder and lightning gathered in his palms, emitting a terrifying aura. The thunder in the palm turned into two purple-green thunder dragons, which made a thunderous dragon roar, causing wind and thunder to accompany them, creating a majestic momentum.
His figure stood erect, his gaze glaring in all directions. The changes in the situation around him gave him a mysterious majesty, and his long hair was flying, like a god or demon.
Roar!
In an instant, he suddenly struck out with both palms, and countless thunder turned into two purple-green thunder dragons roaring out, making a thunderous dragon roar, accompanied by wind and thunder, making it majestic.
The purple-green thunder dragon roared into the sky, triggering continuous thunder explosions, rising from bottom to top, straight into the sky, sweeping the air waves wherever it passed, carrying the air machine that destroyed everything, as if to destroy everything.
The space where the two purple-green thunder dragons passed shook, and countless air explosions continued, leaving only countless afterimages and distorted space.
Boom!
The phantom of the swan transformed into wind and fire collided with the purple-green thunder dragon, and the power that exploded shook the world.
However, this swan shadow seemed to be even better. Its long beak and sharp claws tore the purple-green thunder dragon into pieces, turning into countless lightning annihilations and dissipating. Then, its sharp claws moved towards Pei Xuanjing, as if to snatch him away. Generally crushed.
"Unfortunately, the skill of Shenxiao Thunder Palm is still inferior, and now it is no longer enough to support my needs." Pei Xuanjing sighed inwardly.
In fact, he was not surprised that this move failed. After all, the Shenxiao Thunder Palm was originally only a high-level martial arts. Even though Pei Xuanjing has continuously improved it over the years, it is not considered a top-level martial arts among the unique skills. study.
In the past, when Pei Xuanjing relied on his own superior strength, the disadvantages of this technique were not obvious. But now when he meets a strong person of the same level, its shortcomings are exposed.
If this technique cannot continue to be refined and improved, then the final result will be the same as the Yue Zhenyue Palm that Pei Xuanjing used to use before. It will gradually cease to be used and will be forgotten.
Looking at the phantom of Honghu coming from the shop, Pei Xuanjing chuckled and punched out, shattering it into pieces and dissipating before his eyes.
“Fellow Taoist!” Taoist Qingxu said after seeing this scene.
He slapped the Zhenwu Sword on his waist, intending to lend this Ten Thousand Forged Divine Weapon to Pei Xuanjing to make up for his shortcomings.
After all, the silver gun in Ying Zhong's hand seems extraordinary. If Pei Xuanjing really fights with his opponent with bare hands, he will seem to be at a disadvantage.
"No need!" Pei Xuanjing shook his head and rejected the other party's idea.
It doesn’t matter if there are three or five male and female evil-slaying swords. For me, the properties of Zhenwu Sword are inconsistent, just like the Seven Killing Sword in my hand. I can’t show my strength at all, and there will be some problems. Constraints.
His white and slender right hand slowly stretched out, and the vitality gathered in his palm. The ever-changing vitality turned into a sword, which instantly had six colors: green, red, yellow, white, black, and purple. Color is all over it.
Although it was just a Qi weapon condensed with vitality, it still exuded a terrifying aura, and its sharp edge made the air ripple and split.
With Pei Xuanjing's current strength, the magic weapon condensed by this method of condensing energy into weapons actually has extremely terrifying power, not inferior to many ten thousand forged magic weapons. However, what he did made Ying Zhong in the distance feel angry.
"How dare you insult me like this, arrogant!" Ying Zhong shouted and took action with anger.
As a strong man in the same realm as himself, he still has some respect for Pei Xuanjing. After all, he is able to cultivate to such a state in this ancestral land and deserves his respect.
Therefore, even if the Taoist just wanted to lend the sword to Pei Xuanjing, he did not stop him and allowed the other party to do what he did.
He wants to have a fair fight with the other party and convince the other party that he has lost. Maybe he can use this to convince the other party and accept such a talent under his command.
But I never expected that this man would be so arrogant. Although the magic weapon in that man's hand was far inferior to the magic spear in his own hand, it was not comparable to the magic weapon the other party had condensed.
In Ying Zhong's view, it is contempt and an insult for the other party to give up their magic weapons and use them to gather magic weapons to attack him.
He took action with anger, his spear shattered the space, and when he was in the air, he shot the spear in all directions and cut across the mountains and rivers!
At this moment, the light feather wings behind Ying Zhong shine even more. Under the light, there is a touch of holiness. Coupled with the overwhelming momentum, he seems to be a god of war descending into the world, and the terrifying momentum surges upwards.
In the depths of the dazzling light, a cold light pierced out like a poisonous snake, and fierce murderous intent rushed into the sky.
Pei Xuanjing slowly swung his sword. The moment he swung the sword, his aura changed, and a sky-shattering edge rose from him out of thin air. Its sharp aura seemed to pierce through the heaven and the earth. .
His movements of swinging the sword were slow, and the sword moves were ordinary, but the aura on his body continued to grow and climb. The vitality of the divine sky filled the four directions, green, red, yellow, white, black, and purple soaked the entire sky. , dozens of miles around were shrouded in these six colors, and the entire sky seemed to be wrapped in these six colors.
Although it is still daytime, there are stars faintly emerging in the sky, and the faint starlight drips down to the world and falls on the air sword in his hand.
Pei Xuanjing's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the magic sword in his hand roared fiercely. When the long sword slashed down, countless stars shone and thunder roared.
The first type·Jiu Yao.
When the sword was slashed out, it was like the Nine Heavens Galaxy toppling over and rolling down. The surging vitality of the Divine Heavens triggered the infinite essence of heaven and earth to set off huge waves.
The sword light was sharp, as if the roar of dragons and tigers resounded throughout the world. Countless warriors wearing swords felt the swords in their hands vibrate slightly, as if they were about to fly out.
Clang!
The magic sword and the silver spear collided, and two violent waves of energy surged out like a tidal wave, sweeping in all directions.
The collision between these two people caused the space to shatter and the essence of heaven and earth to boil.
The countless onlookers felt as if thunder was ringing in their ears, and the dazzling light made their eyes sting.
Strong men in the spiritual realm need to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. If Zhu Houcong and others had not taken action in time to block the fluctuation, I am afraid that some warriors with insufficient strength would have burst their eardrums and become blind.
Pei Xuanjing stood in the void, the magic sword in his hand was shining brightly, but Ying Zhong was so shocked by the terrifying power that his hands were numb, and he almost took the silver spear out of his hand.
He shouted loudly and came out with the gun again.
(End of this chapter)