Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 52: The vacuum sword meets the light
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The people on the Shenmu Feihe are Li Wu, Jiang Xiaoyi, Gao Yanan and Lin Xi. )
Lin Xi looked at Shen Tu Nian.
Shen Tu Nian was watching him and smiling.
In this kind of battle full of countless life and death separations and tragic battles, such a smile naturally seems very strange.
In fact, Shen Tu Nian's behavior before was already very strange.
He smashed all the remaining military power in his hand, the 10,000 rear army, plus the 10,000 large soldiers who had withdrawn from the porter's area before, into this street.
Then he smashed himself, this white-shirted swordsman, and more than ten Purgatory Mountain priests, and immediately entered to assassinate Tang Chuqing.
The commander and the ultimate force are the vanguards and put themselves in the most dangerous place. This is the final battle.
So Lin Xi decided to appear here.
The reason why he must be here, only he knows.
"What are you laughing at?"
After seeing the death of many Yunqin soldiers who made him cherish his life and finally make him decide to coexist and die with this city, after the death, it is reasonable that the opponent's coach should be the most hated at the moment. People, but Lin Xi's expression at this time was very calm instead, he just calmly looked at Shen Tu Nian who was smiling and asked.
Shen Tunian looked at him and smiled: "I laughed because you are really here."
Lin Xi said calmly: "What other means do you have?"
Shen Tu Nian did not answer Lin Xi's words, and said with a slight irony: "In this city, in the end, only you people are in front of us... When did Yunqin's saint masters become so few?"
Lin Xi smiled instead, and said: "Yunqin's saint masters will always be more than Daxuan, and there are fewer in this city. It means that there are more in the other two cities. Those two cities, you won The chance is even slimmer."
"A sage master who ranks a **** as a sage? It seems that your Qingluan Academy thinks so." Shen Tu Nian glanced at everyone beside Lin Xi indifferently, and said: "It just doesn't seem to need anything else now. Means, I can kill you too. You only have one sage, plus one who has the power of the sage at most, but is not a sage."
Lin Xi interrupted Shen Tu Nian directly, "We still have many Yunqin soldiers."
Shen Tu Nian laughed slightly: "It's a pity that they will never break through here for a while."
Lin Xi calmly said: "Then you can try."
Shen Tu Nian nodded and said: "I just want to try."
It was Shen Tu Nian who wanted to try, but it was not him who made the shot immediately, but the white-shirted swordsman behind him.
He pointed it as a sword, and stretched forward.
When he made this action, a violent sword aura had erupted like a mountain torrent, breaking through the air, forming a nearly vacuum channel.
His sword flew in this vacuum passage, and a sword pierced Lin Xi.
When he issued this sword, his sleeves were all shattered, like two white tassels. On his white jade arms, cracks appeared on his skin, like runes.
This sword is his strongest sword.
From the past battle of Starfalling Tomb, his teacher asked him to leave Starfalling Tomb and return to Damang to meditate. So far, the strongest sword he can practice, the vacuum sword.
He inhaled a certain meridian in his arms into some kind of flowing gold, just like making a rune.
When the soul power has completely exploded, it directly urges the force to break through the air, and then the soul power penetrates into the flying sword. The flying sword flies in a near vacuum, with little wind resistance, and naturally faster.
The flying sword of an ordinary person, if it walks through this straight passage, no matter how fast it is, it will still be like an arrow, easily intercepted by a powerful opponent.
However, his flying sword is itself a seven palace sword. When flying in front of his opponent, his sword will transform into seven sword pieces, and his whereabouts are suddenly changing. Only he himself knows this. The next trajectory of seven swords.
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Chu Yehan doesn't know why Lin Xi must appear here.
In his opinion, before Lin Xi's cultivation base was less than the Saint Master, the most important thing for him in such a battle was the command and decision-making, not coming to fight, so this kind of naked Saint Master battle The dangerous place that broke out, the more dangerous it is, the more Lin Xi should avoid it.
He couldn't understand, but he could have a foreboding that the white-shirted swordsman would take action.
Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.
When the tide in the sea is about to come, some things can already know the tide is coming.
In the moment before the white-shirted swordsman made his move, he put on a large box of bronze color on his back, with many extremely fine patterns, and somewhere close to his skin, he had already started automatic action because of the strange vitality fluctuations in the air. Gather his soul power.
This big box, in the eyes of outsiders, is just a container for him to hold many weapons, but only he himself knows that this big box is his real secret, and it is he who is at the pinnacle of a great country teacher. Can deal with the real secret of the saint.
So his shot is not slower than the white shirt swordsman.
When the white-shirted swordsman's arms shook the gold and iron gas, and the flow of spirit power directly broke through the vacuum channel, in a hole in the big bronze box on his back, it also sprayed out like an old cow's jet There was a stream of air.
A silver pole was shot out of the hole, nailed to the ground, then stretched, unfolded, and rotated at an unimaginable speed.
It's like opening a rotating umbrella in an instant.
But this umbrella has no real surface.
Only there are hundreds or thousands of silver-white silk threads connected by a pointed fusiform cone.
It is like countless small chain guns flying in front of them, and like a metal umbrella with many layers open.
He didn't instill spirit power into this weapon.
Because as Yunqin's best master craftsman, he has never used normal cultivators' methods of fighting against opponents.
He doesn't know what kind of basic principle is based on the weapon that rotates with such power. When the white shirt swordsman's guard split into seven pieces, the silver-white silk threads have already entangled the thin pieces. Guarantee film.
The thin protective film vibrated, and the silver-white silk threads began to fail to support the break, and the rotating silver rods began to emit countless sparks, which were about to be destroyed.
At this moment, Lin Xi glanced at Tang Chuqing.
The night here was suddenly dispersed.
The surroundings are as bright as daylight.
In his eyes, countless pure and dazzling pure rays of light were emitted, falling on Tang Chuqing's body, and entering Tang Chuqing's body.
Tang Chuqing's eyes, who became extremely weak due to a lot of blood loss, even almost unable to use his soul power, instantly became shocked and bright.
His hands were stained with his own blood, and at this moment, he flew up.
Because the speed was too fast, the air on the sword burned and turned into a blue flame.
A faint blue line of fire is generated in the air.
When everyone saw this line of fire, at the end of the line of fire, his sword was already severely slashed on one of the thin blades.
Any piece of sword is a part of the sword of the white-shirted swordsman, and it is the body of this sword.
This blow was like a white-shirted swordsman who was struggling with someone in a tug of war.
The seven sword pieces still broke the silk threads and flew back.
The silver poles that were rotating steadily broke off among countless sparks and fell to the ground.
However, the white-shirted swordsman also shook his body, and took a step back before standing still.
A mouthful of scarlet blood came out of his mouth accompanied by a soft cough.
His arms can no longer be raised for a while.
"It's a pity this ingenious workmanship." Lin Xi looked at the broken silver poles and praised sincerely.
Shocked by the bright light just now, Chu Yehan couldn't help but bow slightly and sighed, "It's a pity."
"I said I can't kill, and it's true." Lin Xi turned her head, looked at Shen Tu Nian, and said. V