Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 42: Two-handed swords from the Tang Dynasty
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Winter comes, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and everything changes, whether it is subtle or grand, there is always a set trajectory to follow.
The thrown stone, no matter how high it is thrown into the sky, it will eventually fall. The same size of gold, compared to the same size of white steamed buns, is always heavier, and the current will always flow to a lower place... These are all of heaven and earth. The trajectory and truth of the world, no matter how powerful the primates of all living things in this world are, they cannot break away from this origin.
A thousand ordinary heavy armors can even exhaust the soul power of a sage master, and can pile up a sage master, let alone a thousand people wearing the heavy armor of the night demon soul soldier. army.
This army is already the most important combat force in the Great Reckless Army.
It's like a fight between an adult and a child. How can an adult be beaten by a child?
When Zhong Cheng and Lin Xi appeared one after another, the confidence of the man in the black shirt holding the orange sè dagger had indeed shaken. He also admitted that he did not have enough confidence, but if the basic principles were overthrown, then for him In this world, his practice is meaningless. If he doesn't fight, would he doubt the whole world and his entire life?
The strength of a practitioner comes from himself and the world, and even if he is himself, he is only a primate based in this world. If he can't rely on this world, how can he still gain a foothold in this world?
So this sage master holding an orange sè dagger finally decided to fight.
The same goes for the blue-shirted saint beside him.
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An iron man-like heavy armor of the night demon has entered the Chongming Lane.
The black-shirted man holding the orange sè dagger saw Lin Xi still talking to Nightingale, Zhong Cheng and others, but his voice was extremely low, and he turned his body sideways. In the rainy and misty night, this black-shirted saint master It was impossible to pass what Lin Xi was saying at the moment.
It should be the best way to confront the enemy at the moment by letting the Soul Soldier Heavy Armor Army kill some of the opponent’s soul power. However, the black-shirted saint holding the sword felt that he could no longer wait, because if he waited any longer, his Confidence will be even weaker, and will and sword strength will be weaker.
So at this moment, between a deep breath, he let go of his hand. [~]
The orange little sword in his hand flew up, and went straight to the sky. It disappeared in the rain for a flash, and then it turned into a shocking rainbow, appearing above Lin Xi’s head, A curved arc circled in the air, tangent to the back of Lin Xi's neck.
Lin Xi did not move.
Gao Yanan and Jiang Xiaoyi beside him did not move either.
Because they don't have the ability to face the Saint Master directly, the opponents of these two Sword Saint Masters are Zhong Cheng and Nightingale. What they need to do is not to let the heavy armor of those big reckless soul soldiers interfere with the battle between Zhong Cheng and Nightingale and the other two saints.
Zhong Cheng is moving.
This sword of light has reached the extreme point for ordinary practitioners, such as directly leaking from the autumn rain, but he still has time to take a step forward.
One step out, the fireworks burst into flames.
A gust of wind ignited outside his body, and countless tiny raindrops blew out and rotated, forming a transparent mirror, making the space outside him, Lin Xi and others become hazy and not too Really.
At the same time, he lifted his hands and hugged them, and there was brilliance between them, as if he was holding up a bright moon.
One hit, the moon hammer.
He was very simple and straightforward, and hit this orange flying sword with a hammer.
However, at this moment, in the very short time when Lin Xi and others had no time to react, the brilliance of this orange flying sword dimmed rapidly, and the two groups of more violent vitality fluctuations, like two lotus flowers, in the black The front of the sage master and the blue-shirt sage opened simultaneously.
Ling Yu's sword aura agitated the rain silk into white filaments, spreading in the air, and because of the power it carried, it lasted for a long time in the air, forming a solidified picture.
A small ivory sword and a small blue sword flew out from the sleeves of the black-shirted saint master and the blue-shirted saint master at the same time, and with majestic power, they flew close to the ground and stab the Nightingale together!
The black scarf on the face of the black-shirted saint master and the white mask on the face of the blue-shirted saint master have been shattered by the violent aura of the two at this time, but at this time the identities of the two have also been used Do not hide. [~]
When Xi rì Gu Xinyin and Yun Hai jointly assassinated Emperor Tang Zang, these two flying swords also appeared.
The ivory little sword is named "Holy Elephant" and the blue sè little sword is named "Wisdom Sea", both of which are from the Tang Dynasty.
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So this black-shirted saint was the first master of the former Tang Tibetan emperor Xiao Xiang, and the first swordsman of Tang Tibetan Han Xuzi. The blue shirt saint teacher is naturally Xiao Xiang's adopted son, Xiao Huihai.
Whether it was Han Xuzi or Xiao Huihai, after Xiao Xiang was killed by Gu Xinyin, and some secret agreements were reached between the new emperor of Tang Zang and Vice President Xia, they had no place in Tang Zang, so these two people , He finally joined the war between Da Mang and Yun Qin, Purgatory Mountain and Qingluan Academy.
For Han Xuzi, in the battle with Yunhai, he lost not only his foothold, but also pride and courage.
When facing the fear of practice and battle, even a holy master seems to have crossed the highest peak in his life, and then has begun to end.
I am afraid that only by defeating a powerful opponent can I restore my previous state and pull myself back from the end...So Han Xuzi is more cautious than ever, the black faces on his and Xiao Huihai’s faces Towels and masks are not just to conceal their identity, but to conceal his sword.
That little orange sword looks sharp, but in fact it is just a "fake sword."
This kind of moment releases a flying sword and "cuts" all the power to another flying sword. It is simple to say, but it is like the moment water is poured into a big tank, and the big Get the water out of the tank immediately and put it in another tank. I don't know how difficult it will be to achieve success without a trace.
Han Xuzi doesn't know who else in this world can do it except himself.
And he has never formally used such a fake or even real sword in the world... Zhongcheng’s Mingyue Hammer uses all the power of his whole body with a single blow, the most violent, such as moving himself up and smashing it out. Under the circumstances that his fake sword is attracted, it is absolutely impossible to change the situation in time. Even though Nightingale was strong, she was still not Ni Henian's opponent, so it was naturally impossible to withstand the full sword of both of them.
So in his heart, with this sword, Nightingale is already mortal.
The two flying swords are in a tacit understanding, one in front and one in the back pierce Nightingale's heart and lower back, and there is a very small time gap between them, which is impossible for the Saint Master to respond.
Faced with these two flying swords, Nightingale made a choice. She tapped a finger on the tip of the long knife she was carrying.
Dozens of cracks, as thin as a spider web, permeated the blade, as if many runes suddenly formed. At the same time as a sound, sound waves from countless silk forces suddenly descended behind her and hit that one. Handle the blue flying sword that comes first.
Nightingale can only block one sword.
She chose to block the first blue flying sword.
Han Xuzi’s small ivory sword fell like a phantom to Nightingale’s heart, and he felt that success was right in front of him, and he felt that the flying sword like his fingers was about to pierce the opponent’s flesh and blood. Han Xuzi couldn’t help it. Cheer up.
But the next moment, his eyes were filled with extremely complex emotions.
Because he perceives that all the power of Zhongcheng gushes out from his arms, like a round of bright moon pressing down, Zhongcheng's bright moon beats down, not his "fake sword", but heavy It smashed on his true sword, the holy heavenly elephant sword that was connected to his body and soul power!
At this moment, it can no longer be changed.
The blue sword shook fiercely, and countless transparent threads appeared on the sword.
Xiao Huihai's face became snow white, a few drops of blood spilled between his fingers, and the blue sword flew back sharply.
The bright moon collapsed, and the two cuffs of Zhongcheng all split and shattered, and there were very thin cuts on the skin.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, all the ivory swords shattered.
Some fragments flew upside down on Han Xuzi's body in the distance. The invisible power oscillated along his soul power channel and rushed into his body, such as some fragments of the bright moon, which also penetrated his body. .
Five or six tiny holes appeared in Han Xuzi's body, and the fragments of the ivory sword flew out from behind him and fell.
Those small holes in his body all shè out a thin **** arrow, and sticky blood flowed out of his mouth and nose at the same time.
Zhong Cheng shook his head and sat down directly.
The battle between him and Ni Henian had already suffered serious internal injuries. Under this blow, he was no longer able to fight. It's just that he can be sure that he has at least changed the other party's Han Xuzi, so even though he has some regrets, there is still a trace of satisfaction on his face.
Han Xuzi also sat down.
The flying sword was broken, and his internal organs were severely injured. His injuries were heavier than Zhong Cheng, but it was his heart that hurt more.
The higher the level of practitioners, especially the sage level, the battle is often simple on the surface, but mysterious in reality, very quickly and lightly wounded, and severely divided into birth and death.
Between the saints, one or two breaths, one round of birth and death, this is a very normal thing, because in the time of one or two breaths in the eyes of others, the saints spend their lives I realized that my life's cultivation has been smashed in it.
So in this extremely short period of time, it was so severely damaged that it was not difficult for Han Xuzi to accept it. What made him unacceptable was unreasonable.
So his brain is still blank at this time.
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Xiao Huihai’s internal injuries were slightly lighter, and he was still able to shoot, and both sides went to a saint. The overall situation is still beneficial to them, so his inner agitation should be slightly lighter.
At this time, he was more just fear.
"They only have these few people, kill them!"
He recalled his blue flying sword, hung in front of him, and at the same time issued a harsh command to the heavy armor of the Night Demon that had swarmed behind him.
He will no longer choose to go desperately by himself, but will choose to rely on these heavy armors to kill the opponents in front of him. V