Chapter 277 Zhao Duan: I have a sword to open the sky! (7,000 words long chapter)
In the arena.
As Zhao Duan imitates Chai Keqiao, his body is as light as a leaf, the scene of fighting on the field becomes weird.
The three-eyed little monk's legs were rooted like old pine trees, stopping firmly outside the attack radius of Tai'a Sword.
The knees are slightly bent, and the waist is used to exert strength. In a square inch, he holds the six-pronged stick in his hand, which is as thick as the hilt of a sword, but the end is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and swings it to Huhu Shengfeng.
In an instant, the sky was filled with afterimages of illusory long sticks, but Zhao Duan was so light and weightless that he perfectly dodged them.
No... this is not dodging, but following the trend... Whenever my weapon comes close to him, the disturbed airflow will blow him away... The ordinary-looking Tianhai was surprised.
For no reason, he remembered the scene when he was bored when he was a child, sitting under the big tree in the temple, raising his hand to catch the fallen leaves, but he couldn't catch them no matter what.
Tianhai didn't know what kind of movement technique this was, but he knew that if he continued to delay like this, he would be the one who consumed the most.
"Hide? Look where you are hiding!"
He shouted coldly, taking a deep breath suddenly.
On the exposed arms, the smooth muscle lines swelled and bulged like air.
In an instant, the number of stick shadows all over the sky doubled out of thin air!
Even if the leaves fall, there is no way to avoid them when faced with thousands of Buddha's hands coming from all directions.
What's more, Zhao Duan's seemingly mysterious movement skills are ultimately not as light as the real autumn leaves.
As the young monk roared angrily, his attack increased greatly, and his rhythm was interrupted. He became more and more strenuous, and was finally accidentally hit by the six-path stick.
"clang!"
However, the expected scene of broken bones and tendons did not happen.
The moment the long stick hit his body, a flash of sunlight suddenly appeared on Zhao Duan's exposed body.
The rays of light are like fire, seemingly burning, flowing through the whole body in an instant, condensing into body-protecting aura.
This was the first unknown technique he learned from Lao Xu.
After being promoted to the Divine Chapter, his strength has also improved significantly. Compared with the pure Gang Qi composed of Qi, it is much richer - considering the rules of the arena, he did not carry the "Six Talisman Treasure Armor".
As expected, the Six-Dao Stick swept Zhao Duan back to reality from the "fallen leaf" state.
However, Zhao Duan just used his boots to tap the ground lightly, leaving two slight scratches on his feet, and regained his balance.
A blush rose up on his face and then dissipated, and the stone slab under his feet cracked like a spider web, spreading in all directions.
It was actually through internal force that the terrifying force of the counter-shock was transmitted to the earth.
"Master Zhao's body technique has been broken!"
"What a vicious monk!"
in the crowd.
Haitang hugged her shoulders and stared at the light screen with an anxious expression:
"Can he do it? Does the Taizu sword in his hand look good in his hand? He can kill that bald donkey."
As a master of swordsmanship, Zhang Han shook his head and said solemnly: "It goes without saying that the Tai'a sword is powerful, but the problem is that Zhao Duan has just stepped into the divine chapter, and it is the first time he has touched this sword. He can't use it at all. It is less than one thousandth of the strength of a sword.
On the other hand, although Tianhai cannot really control the Six-Way Stick, it can be contracted at will, as if commanded by an arm. This is a manifestation of mastery in control. The same weapon, after being used for a long time, has a very different power. "
In the stands, two masters, Eunuch Hai and Xue Shence, also saw the shortcomings.
He realized that the greatest use of Tai'a Sword in Zhao Duan's hands at the moment was to boost his cultivation level by a step, making it comparable to Tianhai.
But it's not enough to achieve a crushing victory with just weapons.
"Master Zhao should also understand this. Therefore, it seems that he is evading defense, but in fact it is consuming Tianhai's mana. He fought with Jin Jian and his strength was damaged. It's a good tactic..."
Xue Shence made a keen analysis and acted as a commentator.
The incomprehensible civil servants around him suddenly realized that Mr. Zhao was indeed a sinister man, and he also had his own motives for fighting.
Eunuch Hai was always staring at the battle situation, and suddenly said:
"The little monk saw it. Look at him changing his ways."
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On stage.
The little monk Tianhai swept Zhao Duan away with one stick, but did not continue to attack from a distance. Instead, he twisted his wrist, and the six-path stick covered with Sanskrit words expanded and contracted, returning to its original appearance, and he tossed it casually.
Then, he bent his knees, like plucking onions on dry land, jumped up suddenly, and kicked the end of the six-way stick hard with his right leg.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the Six-Dao Stick was like a slender missile filled with power.
The majestic mana poured into the weapon, and the brass metal weapon was instantly hot, steaming out white water vapor from the humid air.
Then, the six-path stick fell from the sky in the blink of an eye at a terrifying speed.
At the end of the tail vertebra, a thin white line is burned when it rubs against the air.
Danger! !
At this moment, Zhao Duan felt a strong sense of crisis.
In a hurry, the qi machine in the sea of qi, which expanded into an illusory "ocean" after being promoted to the divine chapter, rotated round and round, releasing powerful kinetic energy through the inhalation of the dragon soul.
It was as if a hot engine was exerting force, gathering all the energy and blood in the body toward the lower back, forcefully pushing the body to move.
On the outside, Zhao Duan's belly seemed to be pushed down by a force out of thin air, avoiding the six-path stick falling from the sky.
"boom!"
The end of the hexagonal prism-shaped stick poked into the ground and was half-submerged.
Zhao Duan came back to his senses and suddenly looked up, only to see Monk Tianhai following him like a meteorite, his fists like drums, pressing down like Mount Tai.
This is the real killer move!
After giving up long-range attack, Tianhai chose hand-to-hand combat
As long as he is close enough, the long sword cannot be used!
However, Zhao Duan seemed to have expected it. With his back behind his back, the arm holding the Tai'a sword suddenly flew out and struck him vertically!
Depicted in black and red veins, the slender sword-hilted sword head was chopped off silently, but the dissipated sword energy made Tianhai feel a sting between his brows.
Seems to crack.
Little Monk Tianhai did not dodge, his eyes suddenly became calm and calm. When he fell in mid-air, he clasped his hands together and raised them high above his head.
"Buddhist golden bell!"
Buzz. The pale golden ancient bell-shaped air shield suddenly expanded, spinning half a circle around him, blocking the Tai'a Sword.
"Chichi——"
The dense fragmented sword energy smashed into pieces on the golden bell, splashing a mist of light.
The Tai'a sword was blocked for a moment, and then there was a "click" sound.
In the last fight, the golden bell that had resisted the golden sword's all-out spells had not been broken. A finger-thick crack suddenly opened at the tip of the sword and spread like a spider web.
In the next second, it shattered into countless fragments.
Tianhai's expression changed slightly, but he did not dodge or retreat.
But with a thought in his mind, the six-path stick rooted in the earth next to him pulled up on its own and flew over. With a "clang" sound, it was able to block the Tai'a sword's killing blow.
"What a powerful weapon..."
The eyes of countless warriors present flashed with burning passion and greed, especially those who practiced swordsmanship, and it was even more difficult to curb the greed in their hearts.
Under the premise that Zhao Duan is unable to drive real power, he can break through the Buddhist Golden Bell with only the sharpness and hardness of the Tai'a Sword itself...
The power of the artifact is evident.
"It is said that six hundred years ago, Emperor Taizu once held the Tai'a Sword and cut off half of Wushan Mountain with one strike. Although the rumors are exaggerated, I'm afraid they are similar."
The scheming little princess Xu Junling was stunned.
Suddenly I understood why some of the "Eight Kings" had other ideas about the throne.
Not to mention the throne and power, the Xu family's heritage is already terrifyingly rich.
Anyone who can ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, wears a yellow robe, even if his cultivation level is not as good as that of the imperial sister, he can still rely on the imperial dragon energy, control divine weapons, and become one of the strongest in the world.
She couldn't help but think to herself that if Zhao Duan held a sword, he could defeat Tianhai.
Then what kind of grace was the imperial sister who was the third princess at that time during the Xuanmen coup?
And just when he was distracted, the battle situation changed again.
Tianhai used the six-path stick to block Tai'a's sharp edge, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and without any warning, he struck out with a palm!
“Buddhist Vajra Palm!”
Outside the hood, Gongshu Tianyuan's fat face trembled, "Brother Zhao is in danger."
However, what was unexpected was that Zhao Duan showed no signs of panic. The hand that was not holding the sword opened his fingers almost simultaneously and pressed towards Tianhai.
At this moment, the dark clouds above the arena seemed to be disturbed, and an autumn rain fell.
In the picture of the God of War, Lao Xu once made the stars fall down all over the sky and the night receded with one palm of his hand, "Galaxy Hanging Upside Down".
Zhao Duan relied on Tai'a Sword to barely shake the clouds.
In full view of everyone, the two people suddenly faced each other.
There was silence at first, and then, violent turbulence splashed in all directions with the palms of the two people as the center.
Zhao Duan and Tian Hai felt the strong wind blowing on their faces at the same time. The former's hair was blown to pieces and floated back, and the yellow silk ribbon on the latter's head was also like a flag.
The two of them seemed to have swallowed a large mouthful of air, their cheeks bulging, their bodies retreated almost simultaneously, and their weapons separated.
This time, Zhao Duan once again used the "Falling Leaf Body Technique" to float lightly for a few feet and land firmly on the ground.
The moment he landed, the hem of his robe shattered with a "snap", the broken corners of his clothes flew away, and even the light mask behind him shook violently several times.
"Dengdengdeng..."
Tianhai stepped on the ground continuously and retreated for more than ten feet before he stabilized his body. On the ground in front of him, a series of sunken footprints were left.
The cold autumn rain passed through the cover that only weakened and blocked the mana and energy without any hindrance, and wetted the two people confronting each other equally.
…
Off the field.
The people watching the battle were staring at the stage, attracted by the fierce battle just now. They held their mouths and noses at this moment and remembered to breathe again.
"call……"
Eugene Hua held on to the railing, using her hands unconsciously to pinch her daughter with a grin on her face. The woman still couldn't calm down the tension in her heart.
God knows, she almost screamed in fear just now, but fortunately, Zhao Pan pinched her fleshy leg hard in time to prevent her from losing her composure in public.
The hearts of the civil servants headed by "Female Prime Minister" Mo Chou even skipped a beat.
It was as if they were standing on the stage and had just experienced an exciting fight.
"It seems that Zhao Shijun has gradually adapted to it." The Minister of Rites asked tentatively.
Xue Shence nodded, and the Yu Army God was also surprised.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Duan's martial arts foundation was much stronger than expected.
beside.
Ma Yan was not surprised.
He is the only one who knows best. Zhao Duan has been training with police officers many times in the past two months. He has made up for a lot of his so-called shortcomings in fighting experience.
What's more, Monk Tianhai had already fought hard with Jin Jian before, and his style and skills were all exposed, but Zhao Duan was still mysterious.
He was about to explain a few words when he suddenly let out a light sigh.
On the arena, at the feet of Tianhai, who was leaning on a six-way stick, the ground was wet with rainwater and suddenly condensed into white frost.
Waves of cold air were released from around him silently.
From the sunken footprints on the ground, streams of cold mist overflowed.
"Kacha kacha..."
People were surprised to see that the cold rain on Tianhai's feet suddenly condensed into ice, and quickly jumped up, along the two legs, and climbed to the waist, lower abdomen, chest, neck...
Eventually, his face became numb, and a thin ice shell covered most of his face.
On the young monk's livid face, his eyes were fixed on the smiling Zhao Duan not far away, and he suddenly spit out a small mouthful of blood. The bright red blood actually contained traces of ice!
"You...just..."
Tianhai's eyes widened and he spoke intermittently.
Zhao Duan held the Tai'a Sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword tilted downwards. He put his left hand on his back and clenched his fist tightly. Drops of blood overflowed from the palm of his fist and fell...
Obviously, both of them suffered internal injuries from the palm attack just now.
However, Tianhai's injuries were obviously more serious.
"That's right, you wouldn't think that the palm I just struck was just superficial." Zhao Duan said with a smile.
He really wanted to go up and hit the target right away instead of just talking nonsense.
But the churning energy and blood in his body made him give up this somewhat reckless move.
At first, Lao Xu took him to the snowy fields outside the Mubei Forest and taught him the "cloud swallowing and breathing method".
Zhao Duan was a mediocre student and felt that its power was limited, but he learned how to convert the Qi in his body into Frost True Qi.
When he was facing each other, he took the opportunity to drive a stream of frost into the little monk's body. The two martial arts were superimposed and the effect was doubled.
"..." Tianhai was silent for a moment, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He lowered his head, raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said:
"It seems that you have taken advantage of me."
Don't say that, I'm only interested in women... Zhao Duan was stalling for time, suppressing the injuries in his body: "Haha, then why don't you admit defeat, so you can fight again." Admit defeat? Just you?
Tianhai sneered, still lowering his head, holding the six-way stick in his left hand, coughed twice, and then laughed:
"Do you think you can beat me this way? Or do you think that after watching my fight with Jin Jian, you think I have no trump card?"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand, reached behind his head, grabbed the yellow silk ribbon wrapped around his forehead, and slowly raised his head with cold eyes:
"Didn't you say that you want to see my third eye? Today, it will be as you wish."
After a pause, the young monk suddenly grinned and smiled: "However, once the Merciful Eye is activated, I can no longer completely control it. If you don't retreat, I can't guarantee that I can keep it."
"Is this a threat?"
Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes, tightened his grip on the sword hilt, and said: "What a coincidence, I never take threats. Moreover, if the Tai'a sword in my hand kills someone, I won't be able to hold it back." ”
Tianhai seemed to be irritated and did not believe Zhao Duan's warning. He no longer hesitated and pulled off the yellow silk ribbon with force!
In an instant, in the center of the little monk’s forehead, a strange closed vertical eye was exposed to everyone’s eyes.
Wow——
Continuous exclamations erupted from the crowd, but it was not fear, but curiosity.
People in the capital have long heard that the sky and the sea are erect, and now they finally get what they want to see. How can they not be excited?
In the stands of Shenlong Temple, Bian Ji’s expression changed, and he secretly said something terrible:
"Trouble, trouble."
He quietly moved closer to the ring, ready to take action at any time and forcefully capture someone.
——Only a few people in Shenlong Temple know that the reason why Tianhai has a surly temperament and kills people frequently is not entirely true.
But when he opens that "vertical pupil", his whole personality will change drastically.
Accompanying it is the power contained in the vertical pupil, which originates from the god "Ksitigarbha" and is comparable to the power of a full blow from the "Worldly Realm".
Every time he used the vertical pupil, his character became more extreme, so he tried his best not to activate it even during the battle with Jin Jian.
But at this moment, the little monk was angered.
The "seal" is lifted.
On the stage, Zhao Duan, who was isolated from the noise outside the venue, felt that he was locked in for an instant.
There is a feeling of powerlessness that no matter how you avoid or resist, it is useless.
In his field of vision, as the silk cloth fell off, the third vertical pupil squirmed and trembled on its own, and then suddenly opened!
Revealed, a faint turquoise color, as cold as a god's vertical pupils!
"boom--"
The next second, without warning, a line of pure golden Buddha light as thick as a thumb shot out from the vertical pupil, condensing straight into a beam of strong light.
When Zhao Duan had no time to react, he hit him in the chest!
With a roar, the clothes on Zhao Duan's chest instantly shattered and disappeared into ashes. The thick layer of Xiaguang Qi on his skin was punched out, creating a steaming hole, and the skin and flesh were torn open in the hole!
pain!
Zhao Duan felt a wave of pain coming over him, and his body that was standing upright staggered back.
Fortunately, the wound was not deep. It only burned through the surface of the skin and did not go deep. It was quickly and crazily filled up by the melting glow, re-stabilizing the Gang Qi shield.
However, this time, a lot of the energy in his Qi Sea was consumed.
"Come again!"
Tianhai is as cold as a god, and the second beam of Buddha's light shoots out from his vertical pupils!
"clang!"
This time, it was blocked by Tai Ah Sword!
The terrifying Buddha's light hit the sword, causing only a circle of ripples, but the sword did not suffer any loss.
However, the subsequent counter-shock force still caused Zhao Duan to step back a few steps before he could stabilize his body.
Tianhai stood there. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his "expression" and became a mechanical god without emotions.
Calmly said: "Come again."
This time, the Buddha's Light struck out in an instant, and Zhao Duan once again relied on Tai'a to block half of it, and his body retreated again and again, almost to the edge of the ring.
But there was still Buddhist light escaping, penetrating his body's aura, accompanied by a hissing sound.
In his qi sea, the qi energy in his eyes that was already exhausted due to his strength in fighting fell off a cliff again.
He silently calculated that if he could block one more beam of Buddha's light at most, he would lose the ability to fight again!
……
"Master Zhao!"
In the stands, the court officials were shocked. They did not expect that in a blink of an eye, the situation would be reversed, and the young monk's third eye would be so powerful.
Even if the "worldly" power inside is dispersed into beams of Buddha's light and shot out in batches, it is still enough to defeat Zhao Duan!
"Is this Tianhai's trump card? How can he carry..."
Xue Shence's face changed slightly, and he clearly felt that the power contained in those vertical pupils was not at all the power of the "Divine Chapter".
"The world! That vertical pupil contains the magic power of the world!"
Ma Yan blurted out and his face became extremely ugly.
Worldly Realm...Mo Zhaorong and Xu Junling also changed their expressions. They didn't know how to practice, but that didn't mean they didn't understand what it meant.
"Admit defeat!"
Eunuch Hai's eyelids twitched wildly, he whispered into the secret through voice transmission, and forced these two words into Zhao Duan's ears from a distance.
"Da Lang!" In the lady's area, Eugene Hua finally lost his composure and spoke out, stood up and let out a whine.
Zhao Pan beside her was also gritting her silver teeth. She didn't know how to practice, but she could also see that the situation on the court was one-sided!
All of a sudden.
Countless eyes from around the arena were looking at the young monk who was judging him like a god.
Then I saw the embarrassed "King of Hell Zhao" who was trying his best to support himself, almost half-kneeling, and had been forced to retreat to the edge of the ring. The verdict was made!
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Deep inside the Tianshi Mansion.
Seeing this scene, Xu Zhenguan stood up suddenly and looked at the old Heavenly Master. The empress looked worried and said quickly:
"Please ask the Heavenly Master to take action and stop this battle."
As the Emperor of Dayu, she could not appear rashly and intervene forcibly.
But Zhang Yanyi, who is a neutral party at this moment, can do it.
However, the old Heavenly Master glanced at the embarrassed Zhao in the light curtain and said: "Your Majesty, please be patient and just keep watching."
"Heavenly Master, I..."
Zhang Yanyi smiled, with strong confidence in his tone: "Your Majesty, can it be that you can't trust Lao Chan? Don't worry, if this boy Zhao gets into trouble when he goes out to my Tianshi Mansion, the word 'Celestial Master' in Lao Chan will , simply take it off.”
"……this."
Xu Zhenguan calmed down and finally sat down, but when he looked at the water curtain again, he was stunned for a moment because Zhao Duan closed his eyes again.
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"Old Xu, do you want to give me this sword?" In a small town inn under the green mountains.
The light of the setting sun shines in through the open window, accompanied by the wind from the East China Sea.
Zhao Duan held the Tai'a sword with a strange expression:
"Don't make trouble, don't think I don't know anything. Tai'a Sword is clearly your sword after you ascend the throne, an incredible magic weapon.
Well... although the background is certainly not as good as the Heavenly Book from the Tianshi Mansion, it is not something I can get.
Besides, it is something that represents your Xu family dynasty. It is like a jade seal. Can you give it to anyone casually? Just lie to me. "
He is not sure now whether the old Xu in front of him can understand his complaints.
But he was basically certain that what was recorded in "Pictures of the God of War" was a modified version of the documentary, something that Taizu Taizu of Dayu only tinkered with when he was old and looking back on the first half of his life.
Therefore, there are various logical bugs in it, such as the terrifying appearance of old Xu Qiang in the desert and snowfields, which actually corresponds to Emperor Taizu in his later years.
But when he arrived at the East China Sea, Emperor Wu's City, and set foot on the green mountains, the old Xu in front of him fell back to his youth, and his real strength was no longer worth it.
As for the "Tai'a Sword" in his hand that should not have appeared in this period of time and space, it is even more the product of a logic bug.
"Haha, you can't take it now, but if you can get its approval outside, or inherit my dragon soul, you can take it."
Lao Xu said calmly.
"No... did you say this to me only, or did you say it to everyone who entered the Martial God Chart..." Zhao Duan complained weakly.
He was a little panicked.
Because he did inherit Lao Xu's dragon soul, and also inherited the half-step martial arts he had gained throughout his life.
Lao Xu ignored him, stood up from the tub, dried his body, put on his clothes, and said:
"Follow me."
"Where to go..."
"Take you to see the sea."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that back in the snowy field, Lao Xu had said that he would take him to watch.
But after arriving in the town, he never left the town.
So...is it because I'm finally going to finish "War God Pictures"? A plot similar to the end of a game?
Zhao Duan was thinking wildly, holding Tai'a Sword in his arms, and followed Lao Xu. The two of them left the inn and walked toward the Qingshan Mountains against the sunset.
On the way, Zhao Duan looked around at the scenery and discussed with him: "Well... if you really agree to give me the sword, it's not impossible... but it is indeed difficult. The descendants of your Xu family will definitely not Maybe you agree to give the treasure to me, an outsider? "
"So, I have a little suggestion. Tell me, if I become the son-in-law of your Xu family, will it be considered a family and it is in line with the rules? In this way, your promise can be fulfilled, and then you, the descendants of the Xu family, You should be able to accept pinching your nose..."
Zhao Duan kept talking and chattering all by himself, but Lao Xu ignored him at all.
"Hey, Lao Xu, have you noticed that the sun doesn't go down?" Zhao Duan finally felt something was wrong.
The world seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the sunset was forever frozen in the scene hanging on the horizon.
The people in the town also disappeared.
And when Lao Xu took him up the green mountain, he found that there were no living creatures on the mountain.
The whole world was silent, like a puppet show that suddenly stopped.
Only two men, one big and one small, were left. After an unknown amount of time, they finally climbed to the top of the mountain.
We arrived at a cliff at the top of the mountain.
There is no one on the cliff, with the golden sunset behind and the endless East China Sea in front.
Zhao Duan sat down on the ground tiredly, holding his sword, panting, blowing the sea breeze, like a dog sticking out its tongue:
"Well, the sea is quite vast. I saw it. What next?"
Zhao Duan's mood is stable. Unlike people in this world, he not only saw the sea in his previous life, but also flew on a plane and went to the sky... so he lacked some shock.
I am more concerned about what medicine Lao Xu sells in his gourd.
Next to him, Taizu Dayu, a tall man with messy hair and beard, looked at the East China Sea, his wild black hair blown by the sea breeze.
Random pats on the shoulders.
Lao Xu looked at the endless sea with a vicissitude of eyes, and said loudly: "I will teach you a sword technique. I will only demonstrate it once."
Zhao Duan quickly cheered up, stood up, and held the Tai'a Sword in both hands.
Lao Xu grabbed Tai'a with his big hands, without any master's demeanor or gesture of accumulating strength. He just said in a casual tone: "Watch it, learn as much as you can."
After a pause, he slowly spit out the name of the sword technique:
"Open the sky."
The next second, Lao Xu slashed towards the vast East China Sea with a sword. The dust and sweat of traveling thousands of miles in the world were all integrated into this sword.
Silently, the sea split towards both sides with the sword finger as the center, and billions of tons of seawater rose high towards both sides, condensing into a towering city wall.
A sliver of sky-like seabed is exposed.
One sword opens the sky, one sword cuts the sea.
Behind Zhao Duan stood the sun, staring blankly at this scene.
When he came back to his senses in a daze, he saw Lao Xu next to him smiling at him, his lips moving as if he said something, and then the whole person disappeared like a bubble.
On the cliff of the green mountain, only Zhao Duan was left, holding a sword in his hand.
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In the arena.
Zhao Duan opened his eyes and looked into the distance, his feet floating off the ground, his hands clasped together, like the little monk of Tianhai of the god Ksitigarbha.
Between Tianhai's brows, Buddha's light gathered crazily like lightning and nectar in his vertical pupils again, and it seemed that it was about to shoot out in the next second.
However……
Zhao Duan just handed over the Tai'a sword calmly.
His lips moved and he slowly said the words:
"Open the sky!"
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Typos help to catch bugs
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