Chapter 292 Purple Flame Sword (15)
At this moment, Yang Qian's fists had turned into streaks of bright golden light. Every time he punched out, a huge golden fist shadow flew out from his fist. The fist shadow was as big as a head, and it hit him fiercely. The giant sword struck several feet away.
Every punch that Yang Qian threw was accompanied by a strong wind. The strong wind was as sharp as a knife, cutting the face. If anyone was hit by the golden fist shadow, his body and bones would be shattered immediately.
Wan Tianming obviously did not dare to physically meet Yang Qian's fist. After all, he had never practiced body-training techniques, unlike Barbarian Beard, so he had no choice but to turn around and avoid it.
Bang bang bang!
The golden fist light collided with the purple giant sword, making loud explosions. Every collision would set off a violent air current, rolling up and scattering all the surrounding clouds. The energy released by the explosion even spread to the sea. , setting off huge waves of more than ten feet one after another, the fierceness of the battle was no less intense than the battle between Yang Gan and Man Beard just now.
The purple flame giant sword was constantly being forcibly knocked away by Yang Qian's violent attacks. However, every time, it would return quickly under Wan Tianming's control.
Every impact was like the impact of rocks, and the astonishing energy fluctuations were like waves, sweeping around in one wave after another.
Wan Tianming only felt that the sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, his heart was beating wildly, and he was secretly surprised.
‘How come this boy’s physical body is so powerful? He can actually confront my Tianluo True Skill head-on. The power of this body refining alone is not weaker than Barbarian Beard. If he hadn’t had a big fight, wouldn’t he have been even more powerful! ’ Wan Tianming had countless thoughts swirling in his heart, his eyes were cold, and he was filled with murderous intent.
This trip really exceeded his expectations.
After provoking such a formidable enemy, he would feel that he would never have peace in the future unless he was hiding in Wanfamen or under the protection of Wan Sangu.
This child cannot be kept!
Staring at Yang Gan's face, Wan Tianming made no secret of the cruelty and coldness in his heart. This bloodthirsty gaze made people shudder.
Opposite him, Yang Qian apparently noticed Wan Tianming's vicious gaze and snorted coldly.
His eyes became even sharper.
"Disease!"
At that moment, Yang Qian pointed his finger from a distance. His fingertips contained the essence of his own thunder method. Like a bolt of lightning shooting out of the sky, Yimuzheng Lei Sword seemed to feel the master's thoughts and fired with a whooshing sound. go out.
It was an indescribably fierce speed, like the power of thunder, unstoppable.
Under the control of Yang Qian's consciousness, Yimu Zhenglei Sword accurately stopped in front of the purple giant sword.
His figure was like the wind, quickly streaking through the air after a series of afterimages, wielding the Otogi Shorai Sword vividly.
Thunder and lightning, like countless silver snakes dancing wildly, flew out from the blade of Otogi Shorai Sword, converging into a huge golden thunder and lightning net.
The net of thunder and lightning instantly enveloped the giant purple sword.
The blade of the purple giant sword twisted and struggled in the thunder and lightning net, but it could not escape the restraint no matter what.
The evil thunder!
Wan Tianming's pupils shrank and his face looked very ugly. Although the purple giant sword was still under his control, it was completely wrapped in the golden giant net and could not break free at all.
"Why do you still have so many evil-proof divine thunders? You have obviously consumed a lot just now!"
Wan Tianming's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he almost jumped up!
As early as when Yang Qian and Man Beard were fighting, Wan Tianming deliberately delayed it, taking a variety of magical elixirs to restore mana, and constantly consuming the evil-repelling divine thunder of Yimu Zhenglei Sword. However, Yang Qian still has so many The evil-dispelling divine thunder is really challenging the nerves of Wanmen Master. Even if he is extremely confident in his "Tianluo True Skill", if there are too many evil-dispelling divine thunders, it is really hard to say which of the two will be better.
Wan Tianming looked straight at Yang Qian with an evil look in his eyes.
He really wanted to see how many Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapons were hidden in Yang Qian's small body. Could it be that the other party really had inexhaustible use of the evil-destroying divine thunder?
But it is obvious that until now, Yang Qian only has a golden-green flying sword. With such a golden thunder bamboo magic weapon, there must be some secret method that can continuously extract the evil-proof divine thunder at any time!
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Wan Tianming suddenly bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth in shock.
The severe pain and the faint fishy smell suddenly made his mind clearer.
He shook his head slightly to erase this ridiculous idea from his mind.
Is there no end to the evil-fighting divine thunder?
Can it be continuously extracted and condensed at any time?
Naturally, such a thing cannot really happen.
He was just a little unconfident because of the number of divine thunders the opponent had.
But Wan Tianming believed that the other party had released so many divine thunders over and over again, and now there must really be very few left.
As long as he survives this critical moment, victory is in sight. Even if the opponent uses an unknown blood escape technique to leave this place instantly, as long as he controls this flying sword, the rare Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon in the world will naturally be his. !
The thoughts in Wan Tianming's heart were spinning rapidly, but he didn't know that the conjecture just now was infinitely closer to the truth.
Seeing the change in Wan Tianming's expression, Yang Qian sneered. Naturally, he would not explain to him the heaven-defying effects of the "Five Elements Thunder Method" and "Thunder Spirit Body".
As soon as his mind moved, the sharp light in his eyes flashed away, and he silently urged the evil-warming divine thunder to intensify and shrink.
Take a quick look.
I saw the golden thunder and lightning net tightening continuously, and the blade of the purple flame giant sword began to shine with a dazzling purple light, as if it was desperately resisting, and it seemed that it was impossible to escape the control of the evil-dispelling divine thunder.
‘As long as we can get the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon, even if the Purple Flame Sword’s spirituality is greatly damaged, it will be worth it! ’
Wan Tianming gritted his teeth hard, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The color of the blood looked particularly bright in the sunlight.
This mouthful of essence and blood was like a red arrow, shooting straight at the purple flame giant sword in front of him.
The purple flame giant sword seemed to come alive at this moment, letting out a melodious cry.
Under the water of essence and blood, the sword began to shine more intensely, and its momentum instantly increased, as if it was responding to Wan Tianming.
Infused with essence and blood, the power is significantly enhanced, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
Yang Qian's heart trembled. He had sensed the powerful destructive power contained in the attack of the purple flame giant sword.
This is obviously the powerful power obtained by Wan Tianming's magic weapon at the cost of damaging his spirituality. It is a fatal blow that the opponent will take at all costs in order to defeat him.
As a result, the purple flame giant sword was obviously evenly matched under the attack of Otogi Shorai Sword. Its power surged at this moment, and it did not fall behind at all.
Wan Tianming used the purple flame giant sword to resist Yimu Zhenglei sword. The two swords intersected, and countless sparks instantly collided. The purple sword energy and Yimu Shenlei were stuck with each other, regardless of top or bottom.
(End of chapter)