Chapter 488 Scabbard
A scabbard comes from the horizon.
It came very quickly, almost as soon as it appeared on the horizon, it was already at Fu Qingzhou's side.
At this time, Fu Qingzhou was bound by Huijue's spell, and his whole body was trapped in a ball like a golden glass bead, slowly floating towards Huijue.
But in the next moment, the entire golden ball exploded!
Fu Qingzhou's right hand was raised at some point and he was holding the scabbard tightly!
"This is..."
Hui Jue's eyes were slightly sharp: "Scabbard of the King's Sword?"
A sense of ominousness and solemnity crawled onto his face.
Without any hesitation, he immediately stretched out his hand and pointed it at Fu Qingzhou from a distance.
The huge and majestic force swept toward the scabbard, obviously intending to knock the scabbard away.
This power is invisible and formless, but it emits the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, Sanskrit chants and prayers, the sand and gravel on the ground crack, and the trees on the roadside break silently!
It can be seen... how afraid he is of this scabbard.
But then, Fu Qingzhou unconsciously turned the scabbard and raised it in front of him. The hole in the scabbard was facing Hui Jue.
The next moment, that extremely powerful blow... silently poured into the scabbard.
If Huijue's attack was like a huge wave in the ocean, then the scabbard was like a small bottle.
However, just such a bottle can easily contain this entire huge wave!
It seemed to contain endless space, and the huge waves crashed into it. Not only could they not shatter the bottle, they could not even make it shake slightly.
Fu Qingzhou, who was holding the scabbard of the Wang Sword, did not feel any vibration in his wrist.
But Huijue's blow...dissipated.
"!!!"
Huijue's pupils shrank sharply.
Then something even more disturbing happened.
The thick blood that originally surrounded Fu Qingzhou also began to flow towards the scabbard of the Wang Sword!
The small and flat hole of the scabbard seems to be able to fit the entire world. No matter how thick and strong the blood energy is, it can seal and collect them all without any trouble.
And as the blood became lighter, the blood in Fu Qingzhou's eyes seemed to be receding...
Huijue shook his head.
The next moment, he had arrived at Fu Qingzhou's side.
The intact left hand was raised, with the palm of his hand like a knife, slashing towards Fu Qingzhou's right forearm which was holding the scabbard!
But then, the scabbard of the Wang Sword seemed to have spirituality. The scabbard sword hooked back and blocked the path of the palm's slash.
Hui Jue's palm hit the scabbard.
The Xuanxing strongman's blow that cut through the wind and waves, after touching the scabbard... was like hitting cotton. It was light and without any strength, and was blocked by the scabbard. !
Not only that, the scabbard actually pushed up against Huijue's heart.
This one had no momentum at all, just like a wooden branch that a child waved casually when playing. However, Huijue shrank his pupils and failed to avoid it. He reluctantly turned aside before the sheath touched him.
Finally, the tip of the sheath gently poked into the hollow of his shoulder.
Boom boom boom boom!
In an instant, there was a loud noise on the avenue!
From where Huijue stood just now, a huge ravine suddenly appeared, accompanied by smoke and dust that spread straight to a hundred feet away!
At the end of the surging dust, Hui Jue clutched her shoulders and fell into the ruins of a completely collapsed temple.
“As expected of a disciple of Buddha.”
He whispered: "It can exert 100% of the power of the scabbard of the King's Sword..."
As he spoke, he disappeared from the place again and appeared next to Fu Qingzhou, reaching out to catch it.
Fu Qingzhou stood unaware, holding the scabbard in his hand, blocking and counterattacking lightly and calmly.
No matter what kind of attack or magical technique Huijue displays, they will all be swallowed up by the scabbard; and the scabbard can knock Huijue away with just a slight touch on him!
Unfortunately, Huijue's cultivation is too strong. After suffering such heavy blows repeatedly, he can always stand up again and attack again as if nothing happened.
Huijue's speed was getting faster and faster. Every time he was knocked away, he would be back to Fu Qingzhou's side in the next moment.
For a moment, a circle of morning sun seemed to appear around Fu Qingzhou. Hui Jue, who came and went, seemed to have transformed into thousands of people, constantly trying to get closer, but the scabbard drew a line around him. A large translucent ball, invulnerable to all enemies.
At this time...
In Fu Qingzhou's consciousness, after he finished performing the "Knowledge is Power Throwing Technique", it took him a long time to finally break free from the blood cicada. come out.
There is no other, just because the "space" is too big.
After the Buddha wheel shattered and the Buddha statue collapsed, the heaven and earth of that world collapsed, and the boundless sea of blood gushes out from every inch of the cracks in the heaven and earth, drowning him. Fu Qingzhou is not afraid. The core of this blood cicada is broken, so what about the mere sea of blood?
I don’t know how long it took and how far he “flyed”, but finally there was no longer boundless blood in front of him.
Wow!
A wave of waves exploded in the sea of blood, and Fu Qingzhou rushed out.
"Finally... came out."
He took a long breath. Although he was only a conscious body at the moment, he still felt the refreshing feeling of breathing fresh air after suffocating for a long time.
Here is his own soul space.
This place is still an endless sea of blood, but he has a feeling that the "water level" of this sea of blood seems to have dropped much lower than before, and the waves are no longer strong, representing Qi Ran and Yi Ran. Jue's red and blue waves were much stronger, and they kept hitting the blood waves.
“Old thing!”
As soon as Fu Qingzhou came out, he immediately shouted loudly: "I'm fine! You don't need to use any countermeasures! Stop it now!"
However, there was no reply.
A sense of ominousness crept into my heart.
As soon as he thought, the red and blue waves in the sea below started to form a wave, and two figures condensed in front of him.
“What about you?”
Fu Qingzhou looked up at Qi Ran and Yiran: "Did you just see the old thing?"
"Yes." Qi Ran said lightly: "He smashed the blood cicada into pieces."
Yiran smiled and said: "Otherwise, do you think you can escape from the blood cicada so easily?"
Fu Qingzhou: "...and then?"
"Then?"
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Qi Ran said calmly: "Then it left something in your heart and soul. The evil monk outside wanted to touch you, but one of his hands was injured."
Fu Qingzhou frowned: "I'm asking Old guy, where has he gone?"
"He..." Yiran said with a smile: "If you use your brain, with his ability, the things he left behind can even hurt the Xuanxing powerhouse. Where do you think he can go?”
Fu Qingzhou was shocked!
“Go and see for yourself.”
Qi Ran said calmly: "You are holding the treasure in your hand now. You should be able to examine yourself internally. You must be able to find out everything that happened before."
"I... hold the treasure in my hand?" ”
Fu Qingzhou was full of doubts.
But the words had come to this, and he knew that it would be meaningless to ask any more questions... Indeed, it was better to go and see for himself.
He glanced at the sea of blood, where the water level was getting lower and lower, and his heart felt cold. Then, he opened his eyes and returned to reality.
The light shines into the eyes, and everything around him slowly comes into view.
Here is the Jinchan Temple Boulevard.
Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and glanced at his right hand, only to see that he was holding a scabbard in his right hand.
He felt that the scabbard looked familiar, but for a moment he did not remember where he had seen it before.
Look up and look forward...
The surroundings were in a mess. It was obvious that a great battle had taken place. There were many people lying in pieces in the distance, and many of them were actually wearing the official uniforms of Mingjian Pavilion.
And Huijue... is that Huijue? Not Huikong?
Fu Qingzhou had the impression that when he looked at Hui Jue from a distance on the Cloud Climbing Tower, he should have looked like a young monk of twelve or thirteen years old.
But the young novice monk now is only seven or eight years old, about the same age as Huikong.
However, with extremely strong blood energy all over his body and a sinister aura in his eyes, how could it be Huikong?
What's even more strange is that... Hui Jue is panting and standing several feet away, motionless.
He looked very tired.
The look he looked at Fu Qingzhou was extremely cold.
Fu Qingzhou was full of doubts, wondering what happened... And was the treasure Qi Ran mentioned before the scabbard in his hand?
Can this scabbard help me know what happened?
He looked at the scabbard and had this idea in his mind.
As soon as this thought came up, pictures flashed past his eyes very quickly.
(End of this chapter)