Ze Tian Ji Chapter 46: A heavy sword

The wind is a bit cold and tingling, but it is just a cold wind, not a Divine Sense attack from Old man playing a zither. Those water mist ideas such as mountain ghost and Witch Tiger seem to avoid Yellow Paper Umbrella, but where can they really be avoided.

This Yellow Paper Umbrella in Chen Changshen is made by Wenshui's Tang Family with numerous rare materials and made by Tang Esteemed Father. If the realm of the parachute holder is sufficient, it can completely isolate all spiritual attacks, even if he is still inadequate. It is also enough to isolate Black Robe from viewing outside Zhou Garden, what is the Old man playing a zither idea attack? But Old man playing a zither's shot represents a dangerous signal, which means that Nan Ke finally no longer insists on his pride, and the Demon race strong will most likely shoot together and launch a siege to him.

This fact makes Chen Changshen very vigilant. Tang Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er, the Demon Commander couple have been standing quietly and silently under the Divine Avenue, as low-key as their name, but he has never forgotten, on the lakeside over the cliff, the Demon Commander couple showed the terrifying strength, this pair The Demon Commander couple are in fact the real powerhouses of Star Condensation Upper Realm. Except for five peerless powerhouses like Saint, Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions and Su Li, who can say that they can easily win? Even in order to enter Zhou Garden, the Demon Commander couple forcibly lowered their realm and only retained the strength of Ethereal Opening Upper Realm, but with their fighting experience and consciousness, if they were fighting, they were even more likely to be stronger than Nan Ke.

Nan Ke's sword has not been completely chopped by his Sword Intent. The starlight like firefly is still dancing strongly in front of the umbrella of Yellow Paper Umbrella. His gaze crossed the edge of Yellow Paper Umbrella and the shoulder of Nan Ke, and fell below Divine Avenue. His expression was abrupt. I saw in the wind and rain, Liu Wan'er smiled looks at, he seemed very gentle and peaceful, as if a mother leaning on the door and waiting for his son to return, but already could not see the handsome middle-aged man beside her, where did he go? ?

Suddenly, a cold wind passing through the mausoleum of spring lightning-like sounded like a cold wind passing through the tomb of spring lightning-like at this moment, but the rain falling became more violent.

Chen Changshen looked up and saw a black spot in the dark sky.

The black spot fell with the majestic rainstorm, and it became faster and faster. It became countless times larger in a very short time, and it gradually became like a mountain in his eyes.

Twenty-four Demon Commander Tang Xiaoming turned into a heavy mountain, holding the seemingly unusual flat shoulder in his hand, the condensing wind urged the rain to fall from the sky, howling and breaking the wind, and its momentum was unparalleled.

In the scene of looks at, Chen Changshen's face paled for a few minutes, but his eyes remained calm as before, without any intention. The short sword in his right hand pierced the falling rain curtain and welcomed him.

The Yellow Paper Umbrella in his left hand is resisting the two galaxies of Nan Ke, and the all-powerful tiger in that zither melody. There is no way to move. If he wants to use Yellow Paper Umbrella to block the Tang Xiaoming, he only has to hide. Enter this path in Yellow Paper Umbrella. But then he has no retreat and can only be passively beaten, so he has no choice, he chooses (to) unsheathe the sword. At such a tense moment, he did not forget to divide the Sword Intent in Yellow Paper Umbrella into a dagger.

The stone platform in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum trembled violently. The rain on the ground was like a scary ghost, tearing and deforming, trying to escape, turning into a large mist of water, in the rear corner of the mist. Xu Yourong was affected by the shock, his face paled instantly, could no longer be supported, and was extremely uncomfortable. He closed his eyes and began to adjust his resistance.

Water mist falls. Chen Changshen is still standing, but it is shorter than it was just now, and after a closer look, it turns out that his feet have sunk deeply into the hard bluestone ground until he has no knees.

Tang Xiaoming is so slammed from the rain, it is really too terrifying. Chen Changshen relied on the short sword and the Dao Sword Intent to separate the slam, and even the body that had been bathed in Black Dragon blood seemed to be broken, from the eyebrow to the collarbone to the cervical spine to the ankle. His bones were unbearable, his right hand was trembling, like an old man who was seriously ill. If he didn't know that he would die without a sword, he could still hold the hilt of his sword in his right hand.

Tang Xiaoming is standing in the heavy rain, expressionless.

The flat shoulder he held in his right hand is actually an iron rod, full of the thickness of an ordinary person's arm, made of two or two Meteorite True Metal mixed with the magic iron of the mountain, and extremely hard. On the snowfield battlefield, he was smashed to death. How many of the Great Zhou troops were strong, at this time dozens of extremely deep sword marks appeared on this iron rod, especially the top was cut off in half.

The iron rod and the short sword of Chen Changshen only cut into so many sword marks in an instant.It has to be said that the sharpness of the short sword already has reached an unimaginable level, and the Dao Sword Intent is even more powerful. It's chilling. However, Tang Xiaoming did not respond to this, and looks at Chen Changshen was silent, like a real mountain peak, even if the wind and rain were violent, it could not shake his body in the slightest, giving people a particularly solemn feeling.

This is the real strong. Chen Changshen looks at The Demon race man standing in the rain naturally gave birth to this idea, and then gave birth to more ideas. As Nan Ke said earlier, he can only play one of the thousands of real power of Dao Sword Intent. How can he defeat such a powerful opponent? The most important thing is that with his current state of strength, if he wants to block or even defeat this iron rod, the combination of Dao Sword Intent and short sword is far from enough. He needs a sword that can better exert the power of Dao Sword Intent.

He needs a heavier sword.

When he was thinking about these things, Tang Xiaoming once again raised the iron rod in his hand.The iron rod with the sword marks seemed even more terrible than before, and the heavy rain around the iron rod suddenly suddenly spread. A sound like lightning-like sounded above Divine Avenue, iron rods roared through the air, and the wind and rain along the way avoided as much as possible.

At this time, the sword power already of Nan Ke is completely shredded by Sword Intent emitted from Yellow Paper Umbrella, and Old man playing a zither's thought attack is also blocked. At this time, Chen Changshen can try to use Yellow Paper Umbrella to pick up this iron rod. His face was still pale, but it was no longer because of nervousness, but because the rain was too cold, and also because he was uneasy about the last thought in his heart.

He can block this iron rod with Yellow Paper Umbrella, but he doesn't want to, because he has a faint feeling, although the Dao Sword Intent attached to the Yellow Paper Umbrella is powerful and unmatched, it is not used by the current state to pick it up. Remember the best way to iron rods. He still felt he needed a heavier sword.

In fact, he has no other way but to use Yellow Paper Umbrella, because he does not have a heavier sword. But ... he just felt that he should have Heavy Sword.

While the idea of ​​Chen Changshen was born, a mutation occurred somewhere in the grassland to the south of the mausoleum.

The rain in the distance is much less than the rain in the mausoleum.The water surface in the grass was lightly beaten by the drizzle, but suddenly, somehow, the ground of that grassland subsided downwards, as if it collapsed. The water in the water and the rain in the sky are instantly condensed into a water ball, becoming extremely close, as if there is a very heavy thing underground, which is attracting everything around.

In the dark sky, an angry howling sounded. The howling came from that Great Peng. What exactly is about to come out that makes it so angry? Can you even hear its vigilance?

The heavy iron rod broke through the wind and rain on Divine Avenue and came to the main entrance of the mausoleum, only ten feet away from Chen Changshen. However, he did not lift Yellow Paper Umbrella, and even accompanied by a clear cry, he retracted the dagger into the sheath. Medium

He didn't know why he did it, why did he collect the sword?

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound outside the mausoleum, as if the real thunder came to the ground. Compared with this sound of wind and thunder, the sound of wind and thunder from that iron rod was like the sound of firecrackers that children burned during the New Year.

A dark thing broke the torrential rain, came to Chen Changshen, and then Tranquil didn't move.

It's a sword. It's dark and I don't know what material it is cast in. The sword has no pattern, and it is not smooth. It looks extremely rough. It doesn't even have Sword Edge, as if the casting work has not been completed. In short, this iron sword has no characteristics and does not emit any eye-catching Aura, but it is very wide, straight, long, thick, and black, so it looks ... heavy.

Chen Changshen wants a heavier sword.

So a Heavy Sword appeared in his eyes, Quietly hovered in the wind and rain.

The hilt of the iron sword is slanting downward, as long as he reaches out, he can easily hold it. The posture of this iron sword was so comfortable that he didn't even think about it, so he raised his hand.

His right hand passed through the heavy rain curtain like Tranquil, and he held the hilt.

The hilt of this iron sword is also very thick, very thick, and rough. His palm and the surface of the hilt seem to fit together completely, and he feels a heavy feeling clearly. Something happened at this moment. The Sword Intent attached to Yellow Paper Umbrella did not obey the Divine Sense command of Chen Changshen, and entered the iron sword through his body, because there was already a Dao Sword Intent in this iron sword, and the Sword Intent in Yellow Paper Umbrella was disdainful or did not want to be with that The powerful Sword Intent competes. With the current state of Chen Changshen and Way of the Sword Cultivation, he cannot accurately perceive the strength of the Dao Sword Intent in the iron sword, but he can clearly feel that Dao Sword Intent is just as heavy as this iron sword.

He retracted his hand and took the iron sword out of the rain.

To take this heavy iron sword out of the rain requires extremely powerful forces. At the same time, this heavy iron sword also gave him an extremely powerful force. Then he waved the iron sword and chopped down at the iron rod that came through the rain.

Iron sword and iron rod meet in heavy rain.

It was quiet for a short time, and then the sound of continuous wind and thunder exploded. The rainwater was shattered and turned into tens of thousands of water arrows, and blasted away along a circle towards the surroundings. Numerous deep holes were punched in the cliff wall in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum. clear light From Xu Yourong The bow from behind spread out, protecting her, but couldn't. Chen Changshen .

Chen Changshen is full of small hole on his shirt. It looks like a worm-eaten leaf floating in the rain. His face is pale to the extreme. His feet are still trapped in the hard bluestone ground, surrounded by spider webs. The crack, looks at is a bit miserable.

But he didn't step back.

The powerful Demon Commander retreated, was directly shaken back by more than a hundred feet, fell heavily in the rain, kept spitting blood, and the iron rod in his hand was bent at an extremely exaggerated angle .

The sound of heavy rain still thunders, and Divine Avenue is silent.

(Today ’s advance report will be updated very late.We have said it in the book and in the group and the WeChat public account, but some readers have not seen it. Now, the easiest way is to trouble everyone to pay attention to the WeChat public. No, then sometimes there is something wrong, I can tell you directly, this chapter is today, and seven thousand words will go up tomorrow.)