Chapter 492 Qingxu Sword


Chapter 492 Qingxu Transformation Sword

“Why, why?”

Zhao Yuan froze on the spot, staring at the scabbard of the Wang Sword that shined like the scorching sun, his mouth wide open in shock.

Yue Heng and Tang Jiao also stopped and stared blankly.

What's going on? Fu Qingzhou's blood can also activate the scabbard of the Wang Sword?

Only the coachman Yuan Ziping... He ignored the complicated meaning and collapsed on the side panting: "Mr. Yue's spell is very powerful, but it's a pity that it didn't lighten the carriage much..."

"Why... ..."

Something is wrong with Zhao Yuan's eyes: "Brother Fu, his blood..."

"It must be because we come from Wuwei Guan"
< br>Tang Jiao quickly interrupted him: "My master used this scabbard back then! My eldest brother also practiced the Yi Ran Jue given by his master! There must be a connection!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan's face brightened slightly: "So that's it..."

While these people were stunned, the battle situation on that side had already turned upside down.

After using his own blood to awaken the scabbard of the Wang Sword, Fu Qingzhou suddenly had a different feeling than before.

Before, he used the scabbard of the King Sword and was more like a tool man.

He actually didn't do anything, he just waved and tossed at will. The scabbard did the rest by itself. It just seemed to know what Fu Qingzhou wanted to do, help him, or help him when he was in danger. Protect it.

That feeling was one-way. Fu Qingzhou himself did not experience any power transmitted from the scabbard, nor did he feel any "connection of minds".

But this time, it was different.

He was still holding the scabbard, but he seemed to be able to feel waves of pulses coming from the scabbard... It was like a heartbeat, like a pulse, and like the vibration of the footsteps of millions of people advancing in unison. .

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou could no longer sense the scabbard.

This scabbard is no longer a scabbard, but has become an extension of his arm!

He even had a weird feeling that if something hit the scabbard, he might feel pain!

Of course, now is not the time to think about this.

In the smoke and dust, Huijue and Huikong had already stood up again.

The prayer flags hovering above their heads were spinning faster and faster, and the two of them were visibly weaker.

At this time, the Wang Sword scabbard shined brightly, which naturally attracted their attention.

Hui Jue’s brows furrowed even more tightly, and he tried to escape in a flash.

However, after losing his arms, his movements were no longer as quick as before. Just when he made a move, Huikong had already swept out like the wind, blocking Huijue's way.

Hui Jue didn't stop, lowered his head, and hit it directly with his head.

Huikong didn't even try to avoid it, and pushed it with his chest...

Both of them looked like seven or eight-year-old children. They looked like two children playing together, but when Hui Jue's head hit Huikong's chest, it actually made a loud noise like the collision of mountains and seas. , the ground shook violently.

Huikong looked calm and had blood dripping from his mouth.

It’s just that his state is a little weird. He seems to be chewing something in his mouth, and there is an endless stream of blood flowing from his mouth, which is a bit scary.

At the same time, the prayer flags above the two people rotated so fast that the pieces of cloth and ropes were too fast to be seen clearly, and the entire prayer flag almost turned into a conical pagoda.

"You..."

Huijue showed a look of astonishment for the first time: "Chewing your tongue, swallowing flesh and blood, and committing the crime of breaking the precepts, forcefully activate the secret wheel flag?!"

Huikong's expression was very calm, but he showed Smile.

His chest shook slightly and he made a buzzing sound: "Junior brother, I told you that you can't leave."

As he spoke, the secret wheel flag was already circling under the cover, The two of them were sealed inside at the same time. At the same time, Fu Qingzhou on the other side also raised his scabbard.

He exhaled gently, his eyes locked on Hui Jue who was trapped by the prayer flags, his expression surprisingly calm.

He knew that if the scabbard was removed, not only Huijue, but also Huikong would be seriously injured, and the seemingly powerful magic weapon would also be destroyed.

But he also knew that there was no better opportunity.

Now is not the time to look forward or backward.

Everything is in this sword!

Bang!

Fu Qingzhou stepped forward heavily, turned his waist, shouldered his wrist, and stabbed forward with the scabbard!

The next moment, everyone present saw a flash of pure white light.

This light is silent, it covers the sun and erases the color in everyone's eyes.

It was a white glow that spread like water. It was very bright and dazzling, spreading quickly like paint thrown into the water.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to slow down.

Everything that touches this light is like being wiped with ink in a painting, scattering and breaking away from the ink dots without any sound.

That was not a swing of a sword, but a stroke on the painting of this world.

The white ink spots stained the painting, damaged the center of the painting, and finally melted into the painting and disappeared like water.

This white light shocked everyone who could still open their eyes.

Tang Jiao, Yue Heng, and Yuan Ziping all opened their eyes and opened their mouths.

Although they knew that this was not Fu Qingzhou's own power, they were still shocked beyond measure.

Zhao Principle clenched his fists, with extremely fanatical excitement in his eyes: "This kind of power... is this kind of power!"

"This is..."
< br>Li Jingzhe, who had woken up at some point, was leaning on a tree on the roadside, his eyes shaking: "Qingxu... Sword Transformation Technique?"

Yes, this is the Qingxu Transformation Sword Technique.

When Fu Qingzhou was exploring the memory of Huixin, a spiritual thought left by Long Dabei showed him a set of methods to crack the Bodhi Divine Light Seal, which naturally included the Qingxu Transformation Sword Art.

He doesn’t know many sword moves, it can even be said to be pitiful. Except for the Liufeng sword technique that Hua Wuying taught back then, the rest is the strongest in the former True Immortal Palace. A sword trick.

Now holding the scabbard of the King's Sword in his hand, and having seen the endless sword light in the scabbard, how could Fu Qingzhou... not give it a try?

But even he himself never thought that the power of this sword could be so terrifying!

The sword wielded by Long Dabei in the capital city of Shu back then was far from this powerful.

Of course, at that time, Long Dabei had already run out of fuel, and he only used an ordinary iron sword...

No wonder, Long Dabei was able to become the whole world public enemy.

In his heyday, if he had another divine sword, would he have wielded a sword even more stunning than today?

The white light gradually melted away, and the colors between heaven and earth also recovered little by little.

The light on the scabbard dimmed and disappeared. Fu Qingzhou's whole body seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He could no longer stand. He held the scabbard with his hands and half-knelt down.

Confetti began to fly over the tree-lined avenue, which was already in a mess and full of deep pits.

Those are the colored papers on the prayer flags... They are flying all over the sky like rain, fluttering in the air.

Huikong stood there, his face was sad, and blood was still flowing from his mouth. From the surface, it was not clear how much damage he had suffered from the sword... But the fatigue in his eyes But it has reached its extreme.

He looked down at the ground.

Where Huijue was standing just now, there was only a broken body left.

That was the appearance of Hui Jue. Only the upper body was left, and the lower body was gone. But at this time, the body did not look like a living person. There was no flesh, no bones at the broken waist, and there was not even a drop of blood. , hollow inside.

At first glance, it looks like a broken hollow statue.

(End of this chapter)

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