Chapter 741 Counterplan
Dejian will drain all the true energy from Fu Qingzhou.
Using the Sky Eye to judge Huikong's flaws would almost exhaust his energy.
But if this sword can hit...
It will be worth it!
The five cave-heaven realm powerhouses were besieging them, including the maddened Bai He who touched the edge of Xuanxing, and the elder Yu who had planted some unknown poison with the cooperation of others. If this sword could hit Huijue, even if it was just Inflicting some injuries on him is enough!
This was originally a drama to lure Jiang Baichuan here and then let him leave.
But since it is Huijue who is here, we must try to see if we can kill him!
The moment the virtue sword was swung, Fu Qingzhou felt that his spirit, physical strength, and true energy were all drained away in an instant.
But the sword light has also swayed out as gently as water.
Not only that, Fu Qingzhou... still used the Qingxu Transformation Sword Technique!
The sword light, which was like water and waves, now turned into white ink splashed on the scroll of reality. It spread silently and quickly, going along the extreme angle judged by the eye of the sky. .
Zhen Baihe's thousands of sword shadows are not stained by this white ink at all.
Even the poisonous powder sprinkled by Elder Jade was still fluttering gently and unaffected, and was not even half destroyed by the light of the German sword.
Hui Jue’s eyes lit up.
"Buddha..."
His tone was a little excited: "This is your power!"
"Qingxu Transformation Sword Technique!" Not far away, the pupils of Master Jingming also It was sparkling: "Sure enough, he can do it too!"
Qiu Chan, standing on the top of the carriage, showed a bright smile.
Wu Yue next to Fu Qingzhou had his eyes widened and his mouth wide open, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Elder Yu and Shangguan Xuan also looked surprised.
Only Master Baihe was completely immersed in the life-and-death struggle with Huijue, without even looking back.
The dyed white ink brushed past her side, melting a few strands of her hair silently, and probed towards Huijue.
Buzz!
Hui Jue clasped his hands together, the Buddha's shadow shook, and his whole skin turned into the color of gold paint, letting the sword swing on his body!
The sword light was stained by Huijue, but it did not make the sound of gold and iron intersecting.
On the contrary, it actually started to spread on Huijue piece by piece like ink, covering and swallowing the "gold paint" on his body.
Wherever the white ink was stained, the skin turned into pure white, and the cassock quickly melted and dissipated, revealing... the white Buddhist robe he wore under the cassock!
"Don't...give him a chance...a chance..."
Fu Qingzhou collapsed at this time, half-kneeling on the ground weakly: "Kill..."
In fact, there was no need for him to say it at all.
The moment the sword was swung, everyone used all their strength!
Shirakawa's two swords drew splendid trajectories in the air, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Every slash was accompanied by a thunderous roar. The space pointed by the sword tip seemed to be torn apart. It cracked open, revealing hideous cracks.
Her figure, illuminated by the sword light, is like a god of war descending into the mortal world, her unruly long hair dancing wildly in the wind, and her eyes flashing with determination and madness!
Elder Jade's poisonous powder quietly weaves into an invisible net in the air. The net is fine and tough, and every grain of powder contains enough poison to change the color of mountains and rivers.
As Master Jingming and Shangguan Xuan jointly operated the formation, the poisonous powder seemed to be given life. They circled and gathered in the air, and finally turned into a stream of green gauze, quietly approaching Huijue.
Although Wu Yue was seriously injured, he still endured the severe pain, condensed his whole body's true energy into his palm, and blasted out with one palm!
After breaking through the cave, the force of his palms remained unabated and became more mysterious. The air seemed to be torn apart by this palm, and the turbulent palm prints were like meteorites falling from the sky, with the momentum of destroying everything, fiercely The ground hit Huijue.
At this time, Hui Jue’s face still showed no change.
The white Buddha clothes are stained with ink spots from the Qingxu Transformation Sword Art, but because they are both white, no change can be seen. Only his exposed hands and face can be seen with a patch. Growing white spots.
The powerful Xuan Xing was indeed extremely terrifying. This sword light was enough to melt everything, but it was still unable to truly engulf Hui Jue!
The next moment, the attacks from the other people also arrived.
In an instant, a destructive force spread out with Huijue as the center!
Wherever they passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a deafening roar. The ground was shaking, as if it could not withstand the impact of this force, and cracks opened.
When those poisonous powders fell, green smoke instantly appeared on the ground. The grass and trees were withered and yellow, and their vitality was lost, as if they had been deprived of all vitality.
"Qingzhou!" With a cry, Qiu Chan suddenly appeared next to Fu Qingzhou, and without saying a word, she snatched the De sword from his hand, and regardless of the force bursting from the hilt that made her hands dripping with blood, she forcefully took De sword away. The sword was raised in front of the two of them.
"Protect your master!" she roared at De Jian.
The next moment, the terrifying air wave submerged them both.
The carriage convoy was not immune to the impact of this force.
The horses neighed in fear and tried to escape from this terrifying battlefield, but were trapped by the swaying air waves and the poisonous powder. Some horses were even directly corroded by the poisonous powder and fell to the ground in pain. After struggling for a few times, they survived. Move again.
The few remaining secret envoys who served as coachmen were also thrown away and passed out one by one.
For a moment, the carriage overturned and the horses neighed, but Hui Jue was covered by a large puff of smoke and could not see clearly.
Even those powerful men from the cave were also blown away by this force!
Mr. Bai He was the first to stabilize her figure. Her eyes were like lightning, staring at Hui Jue's direction, and said loudly: "Yue Xian! He must not be dead! Let's poison him again!"
Needless to say, several Dongtian experts quickly stabilized themselves after being knocked away, and once again gritted their teeth and attacked in the direction of Huijue!
But in the next moment, a magnificent Buddha's light suddenly swayed away.
The smoke formed by the explosion and poisonous powder dissipated instantly, revealing Hui Jue's figure.
He looked particularly embarrassed, not even better than when he fought against Huikong in Jinchan Temple.
His whole body was covered with white ink spots. These ink spots almost completely submerged him, and the parts that were not stained by the white ink also had a large number of scars deep enough to show the bones. There were waves rising from those scars. The green mist was obviously poisonous to the core.
However, Huijue was smiling.
"It's a pity."
He raised his head, smiled at the sky and said: "You can kill one Xuanxing, but you can't kill two Xuanxing."
Voice After falling down, the white Buddhist robes on his body suddenly burst out with dazzling light!
The light was like the rising sun breaking through the clouds at dawn, instantly dispelling the remaining haze and poisonous fog around it. The light was pure and warm, as if it could purify all evil and suffering in the world, but it made everyone present Everyone felt a deep chill in their hearts.
Several Cave Heaven Realm experts who came forward were instantly forced back by the light.
"Oops..."
Fu Qingzhou raised his head and smiled bitterly: "That Buddha's robe contains all the power of a powerful person in the Xuanxing Three Realms..."
< br>At that moment, Qiu Chan forcibly grabbed the Dejian and blocked the air wave for them.
But at this time...she was also drained of all her strength, lost consciousness, and collapsed to the side.
The German sword fell to the ground, motionless.
Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and glanced at it helplessly.
Dejian conveyed an innocent emotion.
“I’ve exhausted my methods... It turns out that Huijue was waiting for this.”
Fu Qingzhou understood.
This is not some sophisticated strategy.
Huijue knew that as soon as he showed up, he would use all his strength to kill him.
There is no scabbard of the King's Sword here, so the Virtue Sword is already his strongest weapon... So Huijue put on the Buddhist robes himself, and he used his own ability to withstand all the attacks in the field, but in the oil When the lamp died, the Buddha's robe was inspired.
Fu Qingzhou raised his head and met Hui Jue's eyes.
These eyes are now so close, no one can stop...the approach of this evil monk.
"Buddha."
He smiled and said: "Wake up."
After a few months, he once again pointed his finger... at Fu Qingzhou's forehead.
(End of this chapter)