Chapter 509 The hidden edge
Feeling the 'Sha of Yin and Darkness' constantly accumulating in his body, and forging the 'Front of Golden Fiend' forbidden by Taibai Haoling in his body, An Jing used his own body to practice the 'Ye Sha' he had comprehended as the 'Front of Golden Fierce'. Yin', constantly improve the progress of Taibai Haoling Divine Forbidden City.
Who would have thought that the possible gossip about Xi Mu and Bai Di that he got from Fu Xie could be applied to reality?
Before An Jing could find trouble with Taiming Sect, the real person from Taiming Sect came over to embarrass him.
"Xie Zhenren, you are so cautious."
With this in mind, An Jing still held the long sword in his hand tightly. He grinned with a cheerful smile and stared at the Guanming Sword in the distance with his red eyes: "Have you ever thought about it? Slash with all your strength and I will die here?"
Xie Gusu was speechless. He looked surprised, but not stunned. Although it was almost impossible for Anjing to block his sword that used his magical power, it was not surprising to the Jiuli Soldier Master.
As for going all out? Xie Gusu also knew very well that he could bet. I bet that I would use all my strength to kill the target directly, but there is a high probability that An Jing has the corresponding means. He can even break this secluded space and escape with one move using his full strength.
Even if he couldn't escape, he tried his best but failed, which wasted the power of the formation in his body and gave Anjing a chance to escape.
In this case, it is better to cut the flesh with a slow knife and defeat An Jing's effective forces bit by bit, absolutely not giving An Jing any chance to escape and take advantage.
Another sword wind screamed, like the angry tide of the underworld. This bone-corroding wind hit An Jing's blood-drenched body, knocking him away again, and the bones that were hit like a magic weapon also opened cracks and shot out. Pieces of broken bones and hot blood.
However, these cold winds of ghost energy were pushed away and shattered by the rising and surging vitality in his body. They did not really corrode the inside, but became a tempering opportunity for him to temper himself.
Like fallen leaves fluttering in the strong wind, Anjing turned around with difficulty in mid-air and landed on the ground, shaking away the blood all over his body.
Faced directly with Jinzang Zhenren and fought two hard blows, he was not dead, but he had suffered serious injuries that he had not suffered in previous battles.
--ha. Three divine beings, manifested saint clones, besieged by heavenly demons, Dachen Sect and God's will team up to plot against me... These people really think highly of me!
Raising his head and looking at the expressionless Xie Gusu, An Jing knew very well that even though he still had a trump card, he was indeed forced into an unprecedented desperate situation.
He can even be sure that this time, there will never be any other external force that can help him and rescue him from the predicament.
Yuyucui's burning dragon energy pushed Dachen Envoy away, and Northern Patrol Envoy took away You Patrolling Envoy. Wugou Mu had already spent all his power just blocking You Patrolling's magical power, and the Suling Sword Lotus Demon Pill stored Reiki is also used to continuously heal one's own body.
The spiritual power in the Nalong bottle must ensure that it can activate magical communication objects or use other magical powers at critical moments, and cannot be used easily.
At this point, he can only rely on his own strength to overcome this hurdle and survive this disaster.
Because, whether it is Tiandao, Taiming Sect, Dachen and Tianyi Demon Sect, Zhenmo Tianmo and other sects... everyone wants to see it.
See his true 'limit'.
They wanted to see An Jing truly fall into despair, watch him fight to the death, or simply die here and become another fallen genius, the first to appear and the first to fall. .
And An Jing himself?
At the critical moment of life and death, the crisis of being oppressed to the extreme, dancing with death, living next to malice... Experiencing this all-too-familiar 'feeling' and 'pressure', An Jing's eyes showed that he could no longer Intense excitement and anticipation.
That's what it feels like.
He knew this feeling.
An Jing is actually not a person with very strong desires. He will not actively pursue the strongest, nor will he deliberately fight with others. He can live peacefully in a familiar area until his death, and he will not insist on changing people and things outside his field of vision.
But he knew he was extraordinary. An Jing knows that he has both talent and ability. He can do many things, defeat many monsters, and defeat many enemies. An Jing knows that he has the ability to do so, but he has no reason to do it. He has no life he desires, and no The purpose that must be achieved. If it is said to be a peerless blade, it must be tempered and sharpened before it can be used to kill enemies.
If it were in a peaceful world, he would inevitably sleep like this until he died, neither sad nor happy, just living his life normally.
However, fortunately or unfortunately, Anjing never had the chance to sleep like that, whether in the past life or in this life.
war. Disaster. A world full of malicious people, full of malicious people.
An immoral world, an immoral king, a corrupted country...
People are constantly stepping on the lion's tail to touch the dragon's reverse scales, waking up the sleeping beast and revealing the hidden sword.
If that's the case, then wake up and get rid of all this.
This is the retribution that all living beings deserve, the [Seven Evil Catastrophes] for all living things.
It is precisely because of this nature that An Jing immediately understood the technique of 'Injury and Injury Sword Qi' after acquiring magical powers.
He is such a person, a lion who needs to be awakened, and whose edge needs to be forged to be revealed.
"The breath is weakened."
At this moment, Xie Gusu narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself.
He saw that An Jing's vitality was being wiped away by his Minghai wind and suppressed by his own supernatural power, so he stepped up the offensive without hesitation, trying to completely force out An Jing's strength: "What a profound foundation, even if The ordinary martial arts should be exhausted at this time, and he must have a magic weapon to store a large amount of spiritual energy in his body, which can be used to activate the magical artifact. "
"But now that you are so weak, is it possible that you still don't use your final trump card?"
Without any hesitation, Xie Gusu moved. Dragon-like white air waves exploded all over him, and he galloped forward with a roar. A sword flashed with light and slashed at An Jing, who breathed out a breath of blood!
In the dark rain curtain like the sea and the abyss, a sword light suddenly lit up, pointing directly at An Jing's head!
Before the sword blade came, An Jing's shoulder was pierced by the too sharp sword intent, and a ball of blood exploded!
"As a last resort", in the face of Shenzang Zhenren's surprise attack without warning, Anjing could only use his last trump card!
Buzz! Accompanied by a dragon roar, the Nalong Bottle floated out of thin air, suspended above An Jing's head, and dropped down a series of extremely pure refined spirit evil spirits, repairing An Jing's injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye - in addition, it used all its strength to Activate and supply a magical communication object, causing countless layers of clouds to rise out of thin air, like clouds, mountains and seas of mist, and turn into a surging spirit sword array, surrounding Anjing!
The Guanming Sword slashed out and collided with the Heart Sword Sword Formation of the Illusion Sect, but an unexpected reaction occurred - the originally stagnant Heart Sword suddenly became active after being exposed to the Netherworld Qi. Just as the Netherworld Formation without souls suddenly had countless souls pushing the movement in it, the fully activated Heart Sword suddenly transformed into countless Yin soldiers and Yin generals, turning into a larger formation, blocking Xie Xie's attack. The solemn sword light!
"What?"
Even though he had expected it, Xie Gusu couldn't help being shocked for a moment: "Sitting in the Huan Sect's Soul-Enlightening Heart Sword Formation? But why is there such a change?!"
But An Jing was not surprised.
As Fu Xie speculated, the Taiming Sect and the Zuihuan Sect came from the same origin. His teacher once fought the Heart Sword, which can inspire the elves of heaven and earth. Its original use was definitely not to inspire the elves of heaven and earth. Spirituality, because there is another existence in this world, which was originally the most spiritual, but for some reason, its spirituality was blinded and turned into a chaotic idiot.
Those are ghosts, ghosts and ghosts!
From the very beginning, the relationship between Zuihuan Sect and Taiming Sect has been extraordinary. Even the sword formations are mutually reinforcing!
(End of this chapter)