Dragon Tamer Chapter 167: Sword Falling Sword Technique
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Nan Lingsha frowned as she looked at the crowd on the hillside.
There are more people in the Tomb of the Ninth Army than expected, and they obviously will not easily give up any brocade box here.
"Roar!!!!!!!"
The dragons roared, and I don’t know how many dragon herders were among them. For a while, Banpo was occupied by giant dragons and ancient dragons, and in the sky, many blue dragons hovered!
The roar is deafening. Since their goal is the same as the wish on the top of the mountain, these dragon beasts rushed to the top of the mountain, while breathing toward the top of the mountain!
The dragons breathe, and you can see the energy of different colors gushing in the tomb mountain!
Flame Breath, Frost Breath, Blurring Breath, Thunder Roar, Hiss Roar, Sonic Boom Roar...
The colorful breath of destruction intertwined above the tomb mountain into a terrifying picture.
Facing the breath baptism of these dragons and beasts, Zhu Minglang swung his sword into the air.
This time, his sword speed seemed a bit slow, more like he was using a sword to trace some shape.
"Bagua sword!"
With the completion of Zhu Minglang's last sword, a blue pattern suddenly appeared in the place where his sword mark passed, and it appeared to be a gossip platform!
Nan Lingsha on the side looked at the sword mark in surprise.
Isn't this the gossip stone platform I painted in front of the Jianzong Villa in Yaoshan?
But Zhu Minglang used his sword to draw it out in the air, and the eight trigram shield formed by the sword mark Qihong is even more amazing!
Bagua Jianhong is like a huge mirror barrier. All the breath and roar are blocked by this sword move. You can see the turbulent elemental energy, the tremor of combat skills, and the impact of the mysterious magic. Together, a wanton power storm formed about ten meters in front of Zhu Minglang, but it was unable to hurt Zhu Minglang in the Eight Diagrams sword and shield.
"Aw!!!"
The golden dome dragon is above the tomb mountain, above Zhu Minglang's head.
Its tail dropped down and began to stir vigorously.
Turn the river down!
The Golden Sky Dragon is using its Azure Dragon Profound Art.
Although there is no drop of water here, what the Golden Sky Dragon stirs is not the real river and the sea, but the Qijiang Fenghai, which is everything in the universe!
The golden air is surging.
The golden wind is sweeping.
The Blue Dragon Profound Technique of the Golden Sky Dragon surpassed all the breaths of dragons and beasts, and was even more powerful than the sum of those main-level dragon beasts.
I saw the thick sarcophagi, huge rocks, and standing statues in the Tomb of the Nine Army. They couldn't withstand such a surge. They rolled irregularly and collided with each other, and some were even directly broken!
Zhu Minglang is at the center of the Golden Sky Dragon, the black dragon's profound art. The gossip Qihong around him has finally dimmed a bit at this moment, and he is being disintegrated by the Golden Sky Dragon's profound art.
It's just that he doesn't seem to worry about it at all.
He glanced at the dragons and crowds, and then at Nan Lingsha.
"In fact, the sword meteor formation is not a formation, but a sword." Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha.
"Hopefully, this is the first sword!"
Zhu Minglang naturally knows why Nan Lingsha can only copy the four swords of the Sword Falling Formation. It is not that her realm is not high enough, but that she has misunderstood the true meaning of the Sword Falling Formation!
Nan Lingsha has bright eyes, but she also stares at him intently.
Sword Falling Formation can be regarded as one of the few paintings in which she has a powerful force, and there are many doubts in her heart.
After all, just by exerting the power of the four swords of the Sword Falling Formation, it can already defeat Yun Zhonghe, the chief disciple of the Yaoshan Sword Sect. If you can understand the true charm and soul of the Sword Falling Formation, this painting is OK Play to the extreme!
The first sword.
It's a great sword.
The sword spirit dragon in Zhu Minglang's hand is not that kind of huge sword.
But when Zhu Minglang raised one hand flat, Nan Lingsha saw Zhu Minglang behind him, and a giant shadow like a mountain emerged.
The sword shadow is like a peak, and the momentum is terrifying!
Zhu Minglang finally dropped his sword, and saw a real mountain peak and sword shadow falling like a thunderbolt above the sky.
The sword shadow of the mountain peak fell straight, just passing over the body of the golden dragon. The golden dragon seemed to be suppressed by the mountains and fell to the ground fiercely!
The sword shadow of the mountain fell on the slope, like a monument, with a certain force of suppression.
For a while, the ancient dragons and giant dragons that rushed from the hillside seemed to bear the pressure of Mount Tai, and they were struggling to move. They couldn't stand the pressure of the sword and crawled on the ground!
A sense of oppression hits, Jianying Mountain stands tall, and I don't know how many Dragon Shepherds have fallen on the **** of the Tomb Mountain.
Each of them is like their own dragon beast, like carrying a huge stone epee on their backs, no matter how firm people are, it is difficult to break free from the suppression of this sword!
"This is the second sword." Zhu Minglang said again.
The second sword pointed out.
The slender body of the sword, like a white air snake, quickly shot out from the highest point of the Mausoleum Hill, and turned into a white mad python in Nan Lingsha's eyes!
The wild python twisted his body and swept across the four directions, clever and full of power, you can see those flying dragons hovering in the air, all swept down by this sword-qi python!
Many dragon herders are on their flying dragon backs. The suppression of the peak of the sword shadow and the high altitude escaped them, but unexpectedly, Zhu Minglang's second sword came out so quickly, and the sword spirit The python is completely a heavenly divine python, the sky is so wide, but it can't tolerate any dragon beast hovering!
"The third sword!"
The Zhu Minglang sword was suddenly withdrawn, and the force of this withdrawal shocked the Mausoleum Mountain.
Nan Lingsha noticed that there were countless air strands on the sword in Zhu Minglang's hand. These air strands seemed to have drawn away all the surrounding air when he returned to the sword swiftly.
Immediately afterwards, on the tomb of the Ninth Army, a terrifying sword whistle appeared, like a thousand horses rushing from a distance, more like a real tsunami, everyone in it, dizzy and dizzy. It is as uncomfortable as misplaced!
"Fourth Sword!"
With a sigh of Zhu Minglang~IndoMTL.com~The nine tomb peaks of the Nine Army’s Tomb Hill, but for some reason there are countless terrible cracks. Looking from the top of the lost wall and the tower, the Nine Army The tomb hill seemed to be torn apart by something, and some shocking rift valleys appeared in some places!
On the top of the tower, Yun Zhonghe, the chief disciple of the Sword Sect at Yaoshan, was stunned.
He looked at the tomb of the Ninth Army that was torn apart by Zhu Minglang's fourth sword, and then slowly turned his gaze to Wu Feng, who was next to him.
No one has ever told him that Sword Falling Formation is a sword technique!
Zhu Minglang, each of these swords clearly shows the characteristics of every ancient sword in the Sword Falling Array...
Great sword, cloud sword, howl sword, split sword!
The Sword Falling Formation that Nan Lingsha drew at the time, the four swords that appeared in the shadow of the four swords were obviously deviated, and Zhu Minglang has now used the true power of the Sword Falling Formation!