Hidden Blade Chapter 65: 100,000 golden light casts my body

As soon as this statement fell, Xu Han and Meng Liang didn't wait for any chance to react. The sword intent that was shrouded in the battlefield was deliberately pulled into the bodies of Xu Han and Meng Liang at that time. .

Under the violent sword intent, the two of them couldn't help but start to shake, and one after another fell into silence at that time.

They dare not resist this sword intent, because resisting this sword intent means to kill the will encased in this sword intent, and they can’t remain indifferent because of the sword intent pouring into their bodies. If they were not refined by them, these sword intents would burst their bodies in the end.

So for them at this moment, the only choice is to condense this sword intent to cultivate their own sword spirit.

As Wang Yangming said, this is the greatest respect for these sword spirits.

"Accept the strength of others and protect the ways of others."

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"It was this idea." The handsome black monk fell in front of Wang Yangming at that time. He looked at the Mengliang and others who were wrapped in a sword formation, and suddenly understood Wang Yangming's Intend. He smiled and said, "Master Sword Immortal's method of breaking and standing up is really unexpected for the poor monk."

Then there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and he asked: "Do you think the poor monks will watch them climb into the fairyland?"

Wang Yangming finally withdrew the gaze that fell on Xu Han and others, and then looked at the black-clothed monk, and said in a calm tone: "Isn't there still me?"

"You?" The black-clothed monk laughed, "Although Wang Jianxian is capable, as a sword spirit, he can drive 30,000 divine swords in this mausoleum, but the sword spirit is a sword spirit after all, not to mention that Wang Jianxian is still a sword spirit. A sword spirit without a sword body."

"Swordless spirits, like duckweeds without roots, how can they be enemies of poor monks."

After the black-clothed monk said this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if he was laughing at Wang Yangming's falsehood, and at the same time, he seemed to be laughing at the world's blindness.

At this time, the last sword spirit who fought in blood finally fell under the claws of the army. At this time, the sword spirits 36,000 divine swords, all perished, and the broken swords fell all over the hills. Such as corpses across the wild.

More than half of the 80,000 troops brought by the Ksitigarbha King were killed or injured at this moment, but such a loss is nothing to him. After all, from the moment of sanctification, the fate of the 80,000 so-called Saint Child Saint Soldiers It is doomed.

Thinking of this, the black-clothed monk raised his eyebrows with a thicker smile, which was the smile when his long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled.

His hand stretched out slowly, and black qi gushed from his palm, and he was about to go to the place where Xu Han and Mengliang were.

A hand suddenly stretched out at that time, stopping the Ksitigarbha king's hand, and at the same time a sword aura gushed out, wiping out all the black aura that the Ksitigarbah king had inspired.

"Huh?" Ksitigarbha's brow furrowed, and he turned his head to look at the owner of the old hand.

His face was scarcely horrified at that time.

The sword spirit without a sword is like a mist of water, a lost soul. He can see but can't touch. He may exist, but he can't interfere with foreign objects. This is a very simple reason, so simple that no one will have half doubts about this matter.

How did Wang Yangming stop him? How did it inspire sword energy to cut off the power he had summoned?

All these questions rushed to the heart of the Ksitigarbha at that moment, so that there was little surprise.

"I said, there is still me." Wang Yangming laughed like this, and the hand that was blocking the Ksitigarbha King shook slightly, like a swordsman shaking his sword.

The body of the Ksitigarbha King was severely injured at that time, and he flew out, and the strong man nine feet away saw it, and hurriedly flew up to catch the Ksitigarbha king's body which was flying out.

The Ksitigarbha king fell from the strong man a little bit hard and stood on the ground, but he seemed a little weak, and he needed the support of the strong man to stand up straight.

"Your Excellency is only good if you are worried about yourself. I think your vitality is weak in your body and you are dying. I don't know whether the Lord Yan sees your Excellency or is going down." Wang Yangming stood with his hand and squinted his eyes. Smiled.

The Ksitigarbha King had no intention of paying attention to his injuries. He frowned and looked at Wang Yangming with a torch, as if he wanted to see the old man in front of him transparently, but the result disappointed him. He couldn't see through him, so I can only ask in words: "How can a spirit without a sword use its power?"

Wang Yangming wore a white robe and hunted in the night breeze. He suddenly stretched out his hand, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "Your lord can see clearly, my sword has never left before."

The Ksitigarbha king's face changed when he heard this, he fixed his eyes on Wang Yangming's outstretched hand that was out of thin air, and the horror between his brows became solemn again.

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Chen Guochang, outside Wuguan, sixty miles away.

Leaving Jianlongguan, Fang Ziyu and others rushing all the way finally had time to take a breath. For the past few days, they have been on the road day and night. At this moment, they have finally come outside the territory of Chen Guo, at their speed. , They will arrive in Chen Guo before it gets dark tomorrow.

Of course, this is a very happy thing, whether it is for the people who have escaped from Dazhou or the few remaining troops led by Mu Liang. Even Li Dingxian and others are full of expectations-since Da Zhou has fallen, Chen Guo has become the only ally that Da Xia can rely on today.

But Fang Ziyu was not depressed. She sat by the campfire and looked at the smiling people around her. After all, she couldn't put a smile on her face.

Chen Xuanji is in the country of Chen...

After seeing him and the woman's affectionate appearance, Fang Ziyu didn't know how to face the big brother whom she had never married.

Thinking about this, Fang Ziyu sighed for a long time. When Ning Zhumang saw this, he knew his daughter's mind and was about to come forward to comfort him.

But at this moment, a cry of exclamation suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Fangziyu and Ning Zhumang, who secretly thought that something was wrong, both stood up subconsciously and looked in the direction of the sound, but saw golden lights suddenly light up in the camp where most of the bonfires had been extinguished.

They gleamed like stars in the night.

The exclamation of the crowd became louder and louder, and Fang Ziyu could see that most of the golden light came from the clothes of those people. Among them were the Jianglai group rescued by Xu Han from Jingzhou, and some The people from Jizhou also have no shortage of the old divisions of the Mujia Army.

The golden light gleaming in their clothes became brighter and brighter, and it was almost impossible to look directly at them.

Then their clothes swelled up at that time, as if something was about to emerge from it. Probably because they had never seen such a vision, the exclamation in the crowd grew louder, even Some people are ready to escape.

Puff!

Suddenly, a soft sound rang in the crowd, and a soldier's clothes suddenly broke through a small hole. At that time, the golden light leaped out like a torrent that had found an exit. As the clothes of the people who were present with golden lights shining in their clothes were knocked open one by one, those golden lights flowed out quickly and flowed toward the south.

Fang Ziyu saw this at that time, and those golden lights were the copper plates held by the people rescued by Xu Han before!

Not only here, but the same thing is happening everywhere in this world at this time.

There are hunters who are hiding in the dense forest at night and waiting for their prey to come, and there are farmers who have finished a day of farming and sat in front of the yard with their children watching the sky.

There are guards who are looking at the distant night at the border, hoping to survive today again, and there are parents who take their children on the escape route.

They all have different age identities, but without exception, they or their ancestors passed by somewhere on a certain day and saw an old man carrying a large wooden box there. Sang a song for them softly.

They either understood the tactful repetition, or just felt that the old man was not easy, so they gave generously, and when the old man asked for a reward, he handed a copper plate to the porcelain bowl that was missing from his mouth.

As a result, a period of cause and effect was established. After many years, the old man stood alone on the top of Longyin Mountain, and the ten directions thunder was added to him. The watcher who guarded the starry sky personally took him to the starry sky.

Although the old man survived, he used his own strength to prove the great road and change the ideals of this world.

He was ashamed of his old friends who gave up his life to help him thousands of years ago, and also ashamed of all the benevolent creatures who have been with him all the way through these thousands of years~IndoMTL.com~ So the moment before he left this world, he was stunned. With one bullet, one hundred thousand copper plates fell like a star to the ground, like a bird returning to the nest. They returned to their former masters. This was the last thing the old man did for this world.

At this moment, all these copper plates flickered with dazzling golden light into the sky, and the night of the whole world was dissipated at that moment, and the golden light from the sky gathered together. They responded to the call from the millennium to reveal their true content. Revealed before the eyes of the world again.

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Wang Yangming shook his hand out of thin air. A shadow of a sword appeared, and then under the surprised eyes of the Ksitigarbha king, golden lights rushed from the distant sky and poured into the shadow of the sword.

So a long sword that was no more than three feet long and full of golden light was slowly solidified in Wang Yangming's hands at that time.

The sword intent rushed out like a tide, shrouded in the sky above the sword mausoleum, and the majestic sword intent, if it had substance, had a black cloud over the city.

At this moment, Wang Yangming stretched out his hand and stroked the golden sword body. The sword body shuddered with the movement of his fingers, seeming to talk and cheer.

"Long time no see."

Wang Yangming said softly.

"He is gone, this time only you and me are left."

"But we also have to fight, so as not to lose his reputation, nor yours."

Speaking of this, Wang Yangming stopped slightly, and his hand stroking the blade of the sword also stopped immediately, and then he asked again.

"Are you ready?"

Clang!

A long roar like a dragon's roar rose from the sword body.

Wang Yangming flew around, killing the purple monster like the dark tide.

At that time, the sword in the sky was rolling like a river, and the sword body in his hand was as bright as a galaxy.

The old man has white hair fluttering, just like a thousand years ago, that man will come again...

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