Chapter 62 Sword Light Divides Fighting God Sha
Zhou Wanchuan was furious when he heard this. These people were too useless. The young man was still sitting upright in the sky with ease. Even the differentiated sword light was mostly Attack yourself.
The senior Yanfa members of the clan only faced one sword light and were beaten to such a miserable state.
At least hold on a little longer and force him to use more tricks!
The two little ones sitting safely on the Golden Bridge looked at Tang Yuan's figure with shock in their eyes.
Zhou Yao murmured: "Is Brother Li Xuan so powerful?"
Zhou Ju's eyes showed a trace of firm yearning.
I saw Tang Yuan pinching the spell again, and the sword light changed again. Four sword lights attacked Zhou Wanchuan from the front, back, left, and right, not seeking to make any achievements, but to temporarily trap him.
The withdrawing sword lights gathered together, connected end to end, like a dragon coming out of the sea, and slashed at the middle-aged man with white hair on his temples.
The change in sword power was completed in an instant. Zhou Wanchuan was trapped tightly, and the others had not even reacted, let alone come to rescue him.
The man didn't even have time to think about countermeasures. He could only instinctively cast a golden light shield in front of him, and then poured all the mana around him into it.
He doesn't need to resist for how long, as long as he can defend for a while and wait for the rescue of several other people.
The sword light slashed down here, and the golden tortoise shell that was several feet thick disappeared with one touch, completely annihilated, without any trace of fireworks.
The man only felt that there was endless light blooming here, like a big sun rising in his eyes, followed by eternal silence and darkness.
In the eyes of others, the Yanfa elder and the magic spell were turned into ashes before they could even hold on for a moment under the majestic sword light.
"One sword can defeat all kinds of magic!?" Zhou Wanchuan's heart was filled with turmoil.
This is one of the most advanced swordsmanships in the swordsmanship. He has only seen such swordsmanship in storybooks and legends in his life.
“Where on earth did this old ghost come from, to have such terrifying swordsmanship at his side!”
Even though Tang Yuan’s face was green and childish, deep down in his heart he already regarded him as a human being. A ghost of old age.
In fact, Tang Yuan's sword is really not the one-sword-breaking technique practiced by sword cultivators. Generally, only pure sword cultivators can learn this sword technique.
With the pure sharpness of the sword pill and the loyalty to the sword cultivated by the monks, and the sword heart that is extremely strong in the sword, nothing can be cut and no one can be killed.
With one swing of the sword, all laws are destroyed.
It is quite similar to the way Tang Yuan broke the protective spell just now.
But what Tang Yuan relies on is that the Liangyi Sword can cut down the five elements of Taoism and turn it into the yin and yang restriction of yin and yang.
It is the same as the performance of breaking all laws with one sword, but the inner essence is completely different.
Tang Yuan was also in a sword fight, and found that this person was the weakest in cultivation and did not have a good defensive treasure, so he picked him. As expected, he was killed with one strike in the blink of an eye.
But several other people also took the opportunity to gather together, and they all came behind Zhou Wanchuan, fearing that they would be the next unlucky guy to be surrounded and killed by sword light. Tang Yuan also withdrew the divided sword light. The Liangyi Sword floated high in the sky, looking down at the people below, and suppressed them with fear with just one sword strike.
Zhou Wanchuan knew that ordinary spells and magic weapons were useless at this moment, and sword cultivators who had mastered the differentiation of sword light were the least afraid of group battles.
Looking at him killing ordinary Evolution Techniques like killing a chicken, it was lucky that the other people could not retreat, and the clan-protecting formation had already been broken.
Although he was in his own Zhou family, Zhou Wanchuan actually felt like there was no one to rely on and no one to rely on.
In this case, he no longer hesitated. With a slight twitch between his eyebrows, a majestic and majestic power radiated out, and his Qi soared into the sky. At the same time, the mana around him climbed up layer by layer. In an instant, it was already enough Because it has doubled.
A glistening bowl of colored glaze jumped out of his mysterious orifice. As soon as it appeared, it emitted hundreds of feet of light, becoming like a swallowing whale, drawing all the surrounding souls to that place.
Looking at this magic weapon, Tang Yuan's eyes lit up slightly, and he became interested. This kind of family heirloom magic weapon has been cultivated and restricted from generation to generation. Compared with ordinary magic weapons, its power is greater and consumes less.
So magic weapons and spiritual treasures are one of the foundations of a family’s immortal sect. Jindan Zhenren and Yuanshen Zhenxian may not be available from generation to generation.
But a spiritual treasure that also has the fighting power of the soul can easily suppress an immortal sect for tens of thousands of years. It is enough to survive the sect's decline and wait for the resurgence of disciples.
This five-colored glazed bowl is the inherited treasure of the Zhou family. It is a magic weapon that can undoubtedly exert the combat power of the golden elixir.
Tang Yuan has countless magic weapons on his body. When it comes to restraining spirituality, they are as good as the five-color glazed bowl. However, due to the lack of cultivation all year round, he cannot exert the strength of this bowl.
Zhou Wanchuan spurted out a mouthful of mana, and the radiance around the glass bowl became more intense. He sprayed out a river of white sand that was ten feet wide and spread for an unknown length. It had the potential to cover the sky and the sun, and it swayed slowly. Yao Yao Mingming, miserable air filled the sky, and haze penetrated the ground.
This level of change is the sand that confuses the gods. If you are surrounded and consumed by this sand, you will become unaware of your six senses and unclear consciousness.
No matter how powerful your magic power is, if you don't have the treasure or technique to protect your spiritual consciousness, you will be harmed by this confusing divine sand.
But Tang Yuan carries with him a refreshing guardian spirit, a treasure that suppresses external demons, the Demonic Flood Bead, which requires no magic power. Such a simple delusion did not even cause it. of attention.
Just a slight hint of coolness made Tang Yuan's ears clear, his eyes clear, his consciousness clear, and he didn't feel at all obsessed.
Zhou Wanchuan saw that the Confused God Sand had not accomplished his task, so he activated the magic formula again, and two rivers of sand flew out from the bowl. One was the miserable blood sand, and the other was the weird green sand. , it is the double change of bone erosion and shape elimination.
The attack power of these two layers of sand is much stronger, and it rolls in, which consumes the most mana. The ordinary protective aura cannot last for an hour or three in front of this sand, and it will be completely worn away. It's clean.
The three strands of divine sand were mixed together, and their power became even stronger, almost swallowing up Tang Yuan. Those who had surrendered to Tang Yuan even felt cold in their hearts.
Zhou Ju and Zhou Yao looked nervous and looked at Tang Yuan worriedly.
I saw that the young man was still not moving, and his robes shone with a faint clear light. Although the light was weak, it blocked the three strands of divine sand.
Zhou Wanchuan's heart tightened. This boy indeed has a magic weapon, and it is also a rare treasure of guardian robes.
“If you had relied on this robe to break out of the siege of the divine sand earlier, and relied on your sword skills, you would have had a slight chance of victory, but you are arrogant. My divine sand has become a formation. , how long can this magic weapon-level robe protect you?”
Thinking like this, Zhou Wanchuan showed a bit of greed in his eyes, "Kill him, and this magic weapon will be mine!"
(End of this chapter)