Legend of the Swordking Chapter 950: War Feather Saint
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Everyone couldn't help but sucked in air. This battle was too unbalanced in strength. In addition to Suo Gu, there was another titled saint, plus Murong Jia, a demon comparable to titled saints. The emperor-level sword sage is equivalent to the three titled saints attacking the Royal Palace together. Not to mention that the master will not make a move, even if it is made, the chance of winning is not great.
This is not just a private fight between clan and clan, but also a battle that determines the future luck of Zhongzhou!
Once Bu Wangfu wins, Fan Qingyan will still be the ruler of Zhongzhou. If Bu Wangfu loses, the future Zhongzhou will be dominated by Murongjia, Liping, and Yu clan. Even Tianfeng Academy and Bai The Deer Academy will also be constantly oppressed. There are so many things decided in this battle that we simply cannot afford to lose.
Li Ping’s gaze is indifferent, his body is full of horrible holy Dao Qi, his hands are behind him, and he said: "My Bahuanglou is only a merchant organization. I have never thought about competing with him for hegemony, but the Lord of Vatican City has been in this period of time. Constantly using the black market means to **** the market of my Bahuang Building, even using assassinations and other means, do I think my Bahuang Building is good for bullying?"
Fan Qingyan squinted her beautiful eyes: "Zhongzhou’s economic lifeline should be in the hands of the imperial court. Instead of being a merchant, Bahuanglou turned the merchant ship into a battleship. Her Majesty has long wanted to attack you. Don’t you know?"
Li Ping sneered: "Then, today, the old lady will charge a little interest from the Palace of the Empress!"
"Bold!"
"Why not?!"
The two sides are at war with each other at war.
……
"Hmm~~"
Two figures appeared in the rolling clouds in the sky. One of them holds a long sword, which is Dongfang Ping, and the other holds a scroll in his left hand and a sacred pen in his right hand. It is an oriental jade book overlooking the battlefield. The oriental jade book smiles slightly. "The battle between King Bu’s Mansion and the Yu Clan will inevitably be recorded in the annals of history. The top three in the Upper Realm Beauty List are all here, plus a surprisingly talented Bu Yixuan. I really don’t know how this battle will be Miracle happened."
"Stand far away, don't be hurt by the fish."
Dongfang said plainly.
Even the people from the Dongfang family came, as if they had received news in advance, and in the billowing clouds, a powerful atmosphere appeared. There were not a few people who came to watch the battle after hearing the news, and there were even some saints. The person also came personally, no matter what the outcome of this battle, it is destined to stir the entire upper realm.
"Wait a minute!"
A voice came from the Yu clan crowd. It was made by a young man in Chinese clothes. It was Zhang Xiuping, one of the disciples of the White Deer Palace, and also the young master of the Yu clan. His eyes showed With bitterness and grimness, he said: "This was originally a battle between the Yu Clan and the King Bu's Mansion. It should be resolved by the Yu Clan and the King Bu's Mansion. Grandfather, that Bu Yixuan killed many of my Feather Clan's geniuses, even Zhang Zhengchu's cousin also died under his sword. Shouldn't grandfather kill this evil king for the Yu clan with his own hands today?"
Zhang Fushui on the side also sneered gloomily: "Yes, if my grandfather can control Bu Yixuan, my brother and I would like to cut his throat with our own hands. He looks like a stray dog that has been bleeding. Just die!"
"My father, do you want to play with Bu Yixuan?"
Murongjia looked at Yu Sheng, with a vicious smile on her face.
Sage Yu was covered with holy energy, and the fire of the Holy Ruins in his eyes throbbed, and his voice said coldly: "Thousands of years ago, my feather clan destroyed the Prince Bu's mansion and sold his males into war slaves and female families. As a slave, or even sold into a brothel, Yixuan’s talent and comprehension are all first-class at this stage. If you sell as a war slave, I’m afraid there will be a good price."
Li Dingyu laughed: "If Yu Sheng is willing to sell this war slave to the Bahuang Lou, this young master is willing to buy three thousand sacred stones, and train it to be submissive, and become a non-bite Dog!"
"Hahahaha..."
Zhang Fushui and Zhang Xiuping laughed together.
I laughed too, the fairy bone sword slowly lifted, and suddenly a stream of light pierced the space, with a sword cut out of the Void Realm, went straight to Zhang Xiuping’s neck, and said in a low voice: "Then the interest will be collected first. !"
"Chiff--"
My sword is too fast, and it contains the secret of the rules of the sword of chess. It is not something that Zhang Xiuping can stop. The sword light swept across, and Zhang Xiuping’s pupils suddenly closed. He hurriedly raised his hands to hold his throat, but the blood was splashing from the gap between the fingers. The next moment, he dropped his arms weakly and his head flew directly from his neck.
"Clean up the portal." I said lightly.
The two titled saints, Suogu and Liping, were also slightly surprised. They were too far apart and there was no time to stop them, and Yu Sheng was obviously caught off guard. Zhang Xiuping was less than thirty feet away from him, but I cut it out. This sword was too fast, he completed the jump in space instantly, and directly killed Zhang Xiuping, who was still laughing arrogantly a second before.
"Puppy, you deceived people too much!" Yu Sheng roared, his whole body exuded the glory of the holy path, the fire of the holy ruins ignited his whole body, and the whole person turned into a blazing sun, even a lower saint, once shot So scary.
"Bu Wangfu's enmity, forget it today!"
I stepped into the air with a sword, and my body was surging with holy energy. With the cultivation of the late half-holy stage, plus the development of twenty holy veins, I was already qualified to fight the holy ones, let alone just a lower holy one.
"Dead!"
Yu Sheng had already turned into anger from shame, and he set off a huge wave with his hands. The fire feathers engulfed him and shot him quickly, breaking the boundary wall in an instant and crushing him with the long sky.
War Saint, no need to keep!
With a low whistle, my whole body began to transform into a real dragon, and a shining dragon horn protruded above my head. After the power surged several times, the fairy bone sword blasted out of Weiyang Jiuqu, and Yu Sheng’s offensive was in the air. When they collided, the Holy Path was extremely radiant for an instant, and the Nine Epee Sword Intent continuously cut through the fire feathers condensed by the Feather Saint, with an invincible aura.
But Yu Sheng’s holy power is endless, the fire of the holy ruins is surging, and the crushing advantage in the realm can not be underestimated, but in an instant, the scales of his body are burnt and it is extremely uncomfortable.
"Keng~~~"
Suddenly, Saint Yu grabbed the edge of the sword, and a ray of Saint Ruins fire ran up to my arm along the fairy bone sword, and a grinning smile appeared on Saint Yu's face: "You are really looking for death! "
"Really?"
I also smiled, the fairy bone sword shook suddenly, producing a soft burst of strength, and abruptly shook Saint Yu, his right arm crossed, and the imprints of the immortal bird suddenly appeared, and there was a faint sound of phoenix singing. , The fire of the holy ruins hit by the Yu Sheng was resolved one by one, and at the same time, the next sword was fiercely cut out, and the Qianlong went out of the abyss!
The sword intent turned into a storm, raging in the sky between the two armies. A true dragon with a sword intent snaked and roared, violently hitting Yu Sheng around, but it was shocked by his guardian Tiangang. Broken, Yu Sheng is really angry, his eyes are red, and he roars: "I want to see how much you still have to resist the fire of my Saint Ruins!"
The palms lifted up, and the sky burst into flames.
For a time, Song Qian, Zhao Hao and others all felt the horrible aura of the saint, and shouted in unison: "Boss, be careful!"
The fairy bone sword is raised, and a shadow of the sword soul rises into the sky. It is the figure of the medieval sword sage Beichen Feng. The sword body trembles crazily and bursts out with a glorious light. It cuts the space with a sound of "chi la", just like one Lun Lieyang cut open the rain of fire that Sheng Yu sacrificed, and banged it down at his forehead, just like a long rainbow circling the sun.
Sage Feather roared and turned his palm into a fist. The fire of the Holy Ruins lingered around the iron fist, and suddenly his fist was like a bronze cast directly on the Bone Sword. He was so confident that he thought he had become a saint in martial arts. His body can withstand the sharp edge of the Fairy Bone Sword, but he was wrong.
"Chih..."
A holy blood flew up, and while the fairy bone sword was shaken by the iron fist, it also left a blood mark on Yu Sheng’s fist. Although it did not cut off the bones, it also made him bleed, with the sword attached. The sword of the shadow of the soul can be resisted by a lower saint of martial art in his own district?
For a while, there was a sound of inhaling cold air. In the clouds, the hidden spectators let out a loud exclamation——
"Sage Yu was cut to pieces? This is impossible..."
"Bu Yixuan is only a semi-holy late-stage monk, how did he do it, he can actually compete with the saint who ignites the fire of the saint ruins, and can even hurt the saint..."
"The disciple of the titled sword saint is really extraordinary. If Yixuan continues to grow up at this step, becoming a sword saint is already his lowest achievement."
"In my opinion, Yu Sheng is in danger. As a saint, there is a time when he is entrusted. This step Yixuan is simply an authentic evildoer, and his talent is too terrifying!"
……
"Little things, I must make you pay!"
Yu Sheng roared, raising his arms, and a real feather was instantly ignited, and it suddenly turned into a majestic holy energy that swept around him, blasted out with a palm, and came with an aura of destruction.
I have the eyes of the kendo god, and I see everything, he is really real. This blow is by no means easy, the power is at least three times higher than the previous fire of the Holy Ruins!
If you use the previous cultivation base to fight him, you will only end up tragically.
Fortunately, I have kendo eyes!
With a soft groan, I took a step back against the sky, and a star-studded chessboard spread out with a "swish" under my feet. The stars were so dazzling, I directly sacrificed the first realm of the sword of chess to kill the road—— Universe!
"Boom~~~"
The flaming palm of Yu Sheng fell into the realm of universe, and was swept by dozens of soft sword intents in an instant, as if a storm entered the sea. After several impacts, his power was doubled, and Yu Sheng also stepped on it. When he entered the realm of universe, the surrounding area suddenly became pitch black. He raised his brows and said: "Do you dare to use such a small skill as a bug?"
"You are already a dead person, what is the point of saying this?" I smiled lightly.
With a flick of the palm, dozens of sword lights raged across the universe, and Yu Sheng roared and took dozens of palms to resolve it. However, all of these palm prints fell into the void, like a clay cow into the sea.
In the realm of the universe, the universe is indeterminate and all laws are invisible. I am not as good as Yu Sheng in the realm, but he is too late to understand the rules of kendo and chess.