Chapter 128 Sword Array
The powerful white bone god and demon is originally a divine magic form known for its brute strength. With the black wind being nearly a hundred feet in size at this moment, it struck down horizontally, showing the pure essence of its power.
Even if Wang Yu used all his magic power to turn the sea water into multiple overlapping waves lying in the middle, it would be difficult for him to get away with it under such brute force. The ones that were beaten disintegrated one by one and melted. It filled the sky with rain.
The other people were not good at defense, but they still tried their best to stop this palm that was like a mountain.
Lin Lang's eyes were astonishingly bright, and the lightning flashed. Thousands of thunderbolts struck straight down, hitting the Bone God Demon. Every blow struck him, and dazzling purple lightning and silver burst out. Light is so dazzling that its power cannot be underestimated.
The white bones were beaten to pieces and cracked, and small lines appeared.
Although there was damage, the effect was average. Heifeng's white-bone demon body was baptized by such lightning methods, and his feet only staggered slightly. The movements of his hands did not even stop, and he continued to attack everyone viciously. When caught, just the strong wind caused by it stings slightly.
Lin Lang and others could naturally escape by using escape techniques, but Fan Xiang still sat there quietly, planning a killing move. How could they escape? They just ignored him.
So, we can only bite the bullet and face it!
Wanfa Shen Huan also let out a light scolding, and threw out defensive spells one after another as if they were free. In an instant, eighteen barriers with different lights appeared between the giant palm and the crowd. .
Although it breaks into pieces under the mighty force of the giant palm, it can still slightly slow down its fall.
Moreover, Shen Huan is still releasing and replenishing continuously. Every time Black Wind breaks one, Shen Huan can replenish one.
As he kept waving his hands, spells were fired one after another, and the mysterious light bloomed, like a machine that was running ruthlessly.
A small pot is floating next to Shen Huan, which is also a magic weapon... The Junyang Heavenly Pot is a standard treasure of the Wanfa lineage.
This treasure has no other use. It can only help others quickly restore their vitality. For other monks, although this treasure is useful, it cannot reach the level of a magic weapon.
But for the Wanfa lineage, Junyang Tianhu is the most important magic weapon.
The magic power that can be stored in a Junyang Heavenly Pot with a magic weapon level is equivalent to the combined magic power of ten Jindan Daomen.
The Wanfa Sect's skills allow them to use them immediately. With this magic weapon, all the Wanfa disciples are monsters with nearly unlimited power.
So when facing the enemy Wanfa lineage, the most critical thing is to destroy their Junyang Tianhu first, otherwise you will have to face an endless torrent of spells, even if the enemy is only between brothers. , will also be dragged to death.
On the contrary, if the Junyang Heavenly Pot is broken, and the disciples of Wanfa squander their mana, they will fall into the dilemma of running out of mana after just a few rounds of fighting.
As the former Jindan Zhenren, Heifeng naturally knew where the vital gate of Wanfamen was.
I saw his fierce eyes flashing, and he let out a roar. His fist like a mountain retracted first, and then he clasped his hands together. After raising them high, he was like an ax of punishment, carrying wind and thunder, and struck Shen Huan fiercely. Smash it hard.
Whether it was Wang Yu's sea water or Shen Huan's defensive spell, they all disintegrated like paper under this blow.
Wang Yu and Shen Huan have tried their best, with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths and trembling all over. Although they are both the proud sons of heaven, they still look pale and powerless when faced with the huge gap between the two realms.
Lin Lang was already fighting almost crazy at this time, the magic power in his body flowed out like a flood, and the endless thunder gathered into a net, pressing down on the black wind.
His body was crackling from the bombardment, and his muscles and armor were scorched in many places. Although he looked extremely miserable, none of them were fatal injuries.
Black Wind roared angrily, completely ignoring Lin Lang's divine thunder net, and vowed to beat Shen Huan and his Junyang Heavenly Pot into powder.
Seeing that the defenses were being broken down layer by layer, when the mountain-like fist was about to hit Shen Huan,
At this most critical moment, Yan Qingyun took action. , I saw her long hair fluttering in the wind, countless vines appeared out of thin air, entangled with each other, and turned into a green spear dozens of feet long. All the mana was poured into the tip of the spear, rubbing against the vitality of heaven and earth, making a sharp and harsh sound. .
Then with an unstoppable momentum, it penetrated into Heifeng's chest.
Keng, Keng!
The two clashed, making the sound of gold and iron. Although they failed to penetrate the white bone demon body, they still slightly blocked the attack of the black wind. "You are a bunch of ants." Black Wind's scarlet eyes were full of madness, "How dare you stop me!"
I saw the pale bone spurs on the powerful white bone god and demon, one after another. It fell off and turned into hundreds of spiral bone guns.
I saw him looking up to the sky, opening his mouth, and roaring angrily. Suddenly, a shocking wave of air spurted out, like a shocking spring and a waterfall flowing upstream. When it reached the sky, it spread out like thick clouds.
Accompanied by this roar that shook the sky and the earth, the bone spiral gun quickly stabbed the people below.
Everyone had already used all their strength, but now there was no room left to deal with these bone spikes.
Both Lin Lang and Wang Yu looked a little desperate. The battle with Yinshen was still too whimsical.
A trace of hesitation flashed across Yan Qingyun's eyes. She had a way to block it, but it was a life-saving means left by her master.
Yun Tou's Yin Shen said in a deep voice: "After fighting like this, these juniors have far exceeded expectations, and they are enough to prove themselves!"
The Yin Shen from Shangqing frowned and said: "Wait a minute!"
Seeing the displeasure on others' faces, he added: "I guarantee that these little guys will be fine."< br>
A small sword no longer than the length of an index finger jumped out and floated in the air.
The rest of the people were speechless. Shangqing Sword Cultivator's shooting speed was recognized as the fastest in the world, not to mention the venerable in front of him, who was always known for his extreme speed.
Since he has made a guarantee, there will be no accidents.
The Venerable Master of Shangqing looked at Fan Xiang, who was still sitting upright, with a look of belief in his eyes.
The moment before the bones were about to penetrate everyone, Fan Xiang suddenly opened his eyes.
A surge of sword intent burst out, and Lin Lang and Shen Huan felt their eyes sting slightly.
"You fellow Taoists have done a good job, let me leave it to Fan next!"
Looking at Fan Xiang who was like a peerless sword, they all failed to show their strength and retreated. Arrived thousands of feet away.
Heifeng looked at what he saw in front of him, but a human the size of an ant dared to speak arrogant words, and said angrily: "Sword cultivator of Shangqing, you are too arrogant!"
Fan Xiang looked at it. He didn't even look at Hei Feng, but he showed his natal flying sword gracefully and chanted: "Go west to Lotus Mountain, see the stars from afar!"
As the magic power around him surged, his natal flying sword suddenly flashed. The shock was divided into seven, and the seven sword lights divided into countless shining sword energies.
Excellent swordsmanship, sword light differentiation!
This change was not complete yet. The sword light flew everywhere, covering Black Wind's huge body and hiding it into a ball.
Hei Feng looked at Fan Xiang with a slightly fearful look, and said coldly: "If it had been before, what was lying here right now would have been a corpse, but now I am no longer what I used to be. No matter how talented you are, you are just a corpse." It’s not enough to kill me with the sword skills of Jin Danqi!”
Hearing Heifeng’s tirade, Tang Yuan couldn’t help but touch his forehead. No matter how he reformed this fool, he could not escape the villain’s attack! destiny.
At this point, Fan Xiang still took a sip of wine.
"Swordsmanship is naturally not good." He stretched out a finger and shook it lightly, "But the sword formation is okay!"
The sword energy instantly turned into blossoming green lotuses, and they interacted with each other. The qi and air connected together and instantly turned into a large formation!
It is Shangqing Kendo, the most superior kendo inheritance...the art of sword formation.
(End of this chapter)