Chapter 793 Bai He
“Brother Hua.”
Seeing Hua Wuying, Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: “You are here.”
“Here you are.” Hua Wuying Shadow held the Righteous Sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
From the beginning, he never lost control of the Righteous Sword.
Fu Qingzhou had long suspected that Jiang Baichuan had the means to control the Eight Swords of Kings. After all, the other party was once the real master of the De Sword, so they had made plans early.
Of course, the so-called plan is also a kind of gambling.
Bet that Jiang Baichuan could not truly control the Righteous Sword, and bet that Hua Wuying could still take back the divine sword that recognized him.
Fortunately, they made the right bet.
Before, Hua Wuying had no access to Yi Jian, nor could he communicate with Fu Qingzhou through the sword realm, but since entering the Xuan Alliance, Hua Wuying has been communicating secretly with Yi Jian with his eyes closed because of the close distance. Quietly told Fu Qingzhou their location.
So...
"Well..."
Jiang Baichuan, who was about to move again, suddenly frowned.
He lowered his head and found that the blood flowing from the blood holes on his body suddenly turned black.
“Now that I know your location, 90% of the poison in this room is naturally prepared for you.”
Fu Qingzhou raised his virtue sword in the distance and sneered: "Aren't you going to kill me? Come on?"
"Haha." Jiang Baichuan also sneered in response: "Arrogance...you don't know at all, now I How strong.”
He stretched out his hand and took a photo from a distance.
Not far away, Hui Jue was fighting fiercely with a group of Jianghu people. Countless people were injured and knocked away, and their weapons fell to the ground.
Drawed by Jiang Baichuan's power, a very ordinary long sword flew up on its own and fell into his hand.
As he raised his arms, the sword shattered instantly and turned into thousands of sword fragments, surrounding him.
"Hey, the magic sword has a thousand blades?"
Fu Qingzhou was not afraid at all: "Brother Hua, Brother Zhao, think about what victory speech you want to make after killing him. , otherwise I will be speechless and it will be very embarrassing."
Hua Wuying smiled lightly.
Zhao Hao was very helpless: "No, buddy, you are making plans to take me with you? What is this? How to use this ceremonial sword?"
"Don't worry."
It was Hua Wuying who answered him: "The sword itself will tell you."
Having said that, Hua Wuying didn't wait for Jiang Baichuan to take action. The first one to draw the sword!
The sword light of the Righteous Sword bloomed and then receded, like a sun that was bright for an instant, but then annihilated in an instant, disappearing together with Hua Wuying's figure.
The moment the light was extinguished, he teleported to Jiang Baichuan's side and stabbed him with a sword!
At the same time, Fu Qingzhou also untied the big bow on his back and placed the German sword on it.
"It was you who abandoned him and chose me."
He squinted and said softly: "Put an end to your own decision."
After saying this, the big bow was pulled into a full moon, and with a sound of strings and a bang, the virtue sword turned into a shooting star and roared out!
“Damn it!”
Zhao Hao clenched his sword: "Then kill, it will be clean!"
He no longer cares, holding the ceremonial sword, his body flew up, flying towards the river like a big bird Baichuan, the long sword slashed down!
Faced with three people and three swords, Jiang Baichuan's expression remained gloomy and unchanged.
He just waved his arm gently, triggering the millions of sword blades.
……
"Ahhhhh!"
A series of screams rang out as a large group of people were blown away by Hui Jue's sleeve.
Some people with lower cultivation levels vomited a lot of blood on the spot after landing. The blood was even mixed with internal organ fragments, and they were about to die at the sight.
Even the slightly stronger people fell to the ground one by one, holding their wounds and rolling over. They were obviously very seriously injured. After less than a moment of fierce fighting, most of the Jianghu people had lost all their enthusiasm and gradually retreated. Some of the cowardly people even ran away.
This Huijue... is too strong, unbelievably strong!
Even if he was besieged by more than a dozen Dongtian strongmen, even if he was bombarded by countless Jianghu people, he still stood tenaciously.
The strongest skills of Jin Chan Temple are physical training and illusion.
But for some reason, Hui Jue seemed not to use illusions much this time, but always fought with his own body.
Compared with the magnificent Buddhist spells that frequently caused the earth to collapse, this time he did not even seem to use spells except using the golden Buddha shadow to block others from going to rescue Fu Qingzhou.
But when he gave up his magic, everyone would know how far he had reached in body training!
Dang!
Hui Jue raised his hand and caught the sword thrust by Master Jingming with his fleshy palm. No blood flowed out of the palm, and it even made the sound of gold and iron intersecting.
Master Jingming's pupils were condensed, his true energy was circulating, and white ink began to spread on the sword - Qingxu Transformation Sword Technique!
But Huijue didn't panic at all. The ink stains in his hands could not escape at all.
"The sword technique used by the Buddha with the virtue sword is stronger than yours."
Huijue smiled slightly at Master Jingming, and his five fingers spread out like lotus flowers.
As a result, the sword was shattered in an instant, and the meaning of the Qingxu Transformation Sword Jue shrank in horror as if it had encountered the flames of water.
This unreleased power also shocked Master Jingming so much that he spat out a mouthful of blood mist and flew away.
Actually, Huijue is not as calm as he seems.
The siege by more than a dozen Dongtian experts still caused him serious injuries.
Of course, those swords did not have the power of divine swords, and the wounds left on his body healed in his breathing, but his face became paler and paler, and the light on his plain white cassock became increasingly pale. The lighter.
You can even see with the naked eye that some old wrinkles appear faintly on his face, which was originally as smooth and tender as a child.
But in contrast, there were those strong men who were beaten to pieces by him.
Master Jingming is not the first Cave Heaven Realm expert to be shocked by Huijue to the point of vomiting blood.
Those old acquaintances all fell not far away, their bodies stained with blood, and they struggled to get up.
"Namo has a hundred calamities and difficulties with the Buddha."
Huijue smiled and clasped his hands together: "Everyone, now... can you listen to the poor monk's sermon?"
He As he spoke, the huge golden Buddha shadow behind him began to turn blood red little by little. Blood and tears flowed from the Buddha's eyes. The beads held in the Buddha's hands turned into a huge skull, and an unimaginable majestic and sinister aura spread. Come on, start drilling into everyone's heart.
At this moment, a chuckle sounded not far away.
"Master Huijue, you must be dying soon, right?"
Huijue frowned slightly and looked at the sound.
In the crowd, Shirakawa, who had just been injured by him, was slowly getting up.
Her hair was messy and there was blood on the corner of her mouth. The whisk in her hand had exploded, leaving only a broken handle.
But her slightly bloodshot eyes were full of frantic excitement!
"Not long ago, we had a fight."
She grinned and said: "That time there was no time to tell the winner - this time, I want to show you something interesting."
< br>As he spoke, Master Baihe threw away the broken handle of the whisk in his hand, raised his right hand to the sky, and raised a finger.
Huijue was startled and realized something, and his expression immediately became solemn.
He stretched out his right hand and shook it towards Master Baihe from afar.
The huge golden Buddha figure responded to his movements, followed suit, and stretched out a hand to catch Baihe Zhenren!
But at this moment, a bright light suddenly fell in the clear sky!
The bright light was like a pillar, as if dropped from the ninth level of the sky. It was like thunder but silent, like the light of a candle but extremely fierce. It directly hit the outstretched hand of the golden Buddha figure. Made into powder and ashes!
But this terrifying beam of light fell on Shirakawa, but it did not cause any harm to her.
On the contrary, after they touched the real person Baihe, they were extremely gentle, surrounding her hair, along her skin, and seeping into her body bit by bit!
"觜苏..."
Huijue's expression finally calmed down completely: "The power of Xuanxing."
(End of this chapter)