Nightfall Chapter 132: Ten thousand swords become a prisoner
Liu Bai stood up.
Jiangaku disciple Wei Lin, thinking of the words the master said before, knowing that he decided not to wait anymore, then this means that the most peak battle in the spiritual world is about to come.
However, at this moment, Ye Hongyu walked into the wilderness as the gods veiled slightly.
The allied forces of the Xiling Temple in the low atmosphere, seeing the blood-red figure in the field, first became silent, and then burst into thunderous cheers.
Ye Hongyu is the true genius of Taoism. The prince Longqing, who was suppressed in the past few years, can’t breathe. He is the opponent that Ning Que is the least willing to face. , But if she is willing, maybe she will do it before Chen Pipi.
This doesn't sound convincing, but it turns out that when she wants to do something, she can always do it, such as becoming a ruling priest.
Seeing Ye Hongyu's figure appearing in the wilderness, Liu Bai put his hands behind him and stopped moving forward.
For those big people in Xiling Temple, Liu Bai has never liked them very much, including the head teacher, but he has always liked or admired Ye Hongyu.
It’s not because Ye Hongyu can sit on the Mo Jade God Seat of the Judgment Temple, and has a deep relationship with him—the paper sword in that letter was painted by Liu Bai himself—but also because he knows what it is now Ye Hongyu has never been confined to that sword's domain, and her Taoist magic has already been accomplished.
Liu Bai still thinks that Jun Mo is better than Ye Hongyu, but he thinks that after Jun Mo left the sentence that you are not my opponent yesterday evening, Ye Hongyu still chooses to play at this time, so there must be something. Fight this reason.
He wanted to know what Ye Hongyu would do.
He wants to know the outcome of the battle between her and Jun Mo.
So he chose to watch the game again.
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The morale of the coalition forces in Xiling Temple. By the iron sword outside Qingxia. The beheading was extremely low, until Ye Hongyu's figure came into the eyes of everyone. They just re-energized.
Ye Hongyu walked towards Qingxia and stopped slowly when he reached the middle of the field.
A huge wave of cheers came from behind her. Higher and higher, then suddenly stopped.
Countless eyes fell on the blood-colored ruling robe on her, extremely nervous and even more expectant.
She stood up and could have such a big impact on the morale of the coalition forces. The most important thing was her status as the chief priest of Xiling, although she was the youngest chief priest in the history of Xiling Temple.
The great priest of Xiling, must be the **** seat that countless Taoist practitioners are extremely awe-inspiring, and the **** in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Haotian believers in the world. Who would think that gods would lose to mortals?
There was a faint movement in the Allied Army barracks of the Temple. I don’t know how many tens of thousands of people rushed out of the barracks to the front of the battlefield. Holding a spear and iron gun. Excitedly looked at the scene between the fields.
The cheers and loud discussions have stopped.
The world is quiet.
A knocking sound suddenly sounded.
That is the sound of the end of the spear colliding with the field.
Hold a weapon. The number of people striking the earth increased, and the sound became louder and louder.
I don't know if thousands of spears and iron guns collided with the ground, the ground began to vibrate.
In the beginning, the sound of countless weapons colliding with the ground was dense and messy, then gradually became more orderly, the rhythm became faster and faster, and finally became the heaviest sound.
Boom!
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The percussion sound like a war drum, and finally there was a thunder.
Just when the thunder rang.
Ye Hongyu has a sword.
In the face of such a terrifying opponent Jun Mo, she must be the strongest sword when she shoots.
As soon as she took out the sword, her black hair, which was bound by the golden crown, danced backwards by the wind.
Her eyes suddenly brightened, and the two radiances of the gods in the deepest part of the eyes began to burn violently, and the purest soul could be seen dancing in the golden flame.
However, the sword is clearly in her hands, but the sword is still in her hands.
The thin Taoist sword did not turn into a long rainbow to fly to Qingxia, nor did it hide in the wind, but was held in her hand and pointed at the man at Qingxia.
Dao Sword did not come out.
But the sword is out.
The sky is gloomy.
The field in front of the green hill is very dark.
Tens of thousands of white turbulences suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, piercing Qingxia directly.
A white turbulence is a sword mark.
She used the stars of the gods to see through the division of the atmosphere of the world and the earth, and the sword marks issued by the Haotian Divine Art.
Hundreds of sword marks stuck to the ground in the wilderness, traversing the ground full of corpses and blood, pointing straight to Qingxia.
More sword marks went straight up to the sky, even about to enter the dim cloud layer, and then fell like a feather arrow down a perfect arc, still pointing towards Qingxia.
These sword marks are closer to the sky, absorb the sky light from the clouds, and then refract those sky lights into colorful rays, which look like real lightsabers,
The beauty is like a dream.
Countless sword marks with a sense of holiness and solemnity are emitted from the tip of the sword in Ye Hongyu's hand, and then either quietly or easily, or straight up to the blue sky or quietly relying on the earth, and pierce Junmo!
Seeing this incredible scene, cheers broke out again in the coalition camp of Xiling Temple.
Liu Bai's brows frowned slightly, a little puzzled.
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Jun Mo's armor is the best armor in the world.
Even if it was still stained with blood and dust just a moment ago, it only needs to be blown by the wind for a while to become clean as new again.
The bright armor, like a mirror, reflects the image between the sky and the earth.
The gloomy sky before the green hills.
A wilderness soaked with blood.
There are hundreds of holy and solemn sword marks.
With the dark sky as the curtain, the bright sword rainbows look very beautiful.
It's like a grand firework.
The fireworks on the armor are getting brighter and blazing, indicating that the sword marks are getting closer.
Second Brother looked up at the sky and did nothing.
In the eyes of many people, this is only a moment, but in fact he has been waiting for a long time.
He has been waiting, waiting for the tens of thousands of sword marks to finally become a sword.
However, he never waited for that moment.
When he confirmed that these tens of thousands of sword marks would not reassemble into a sword, he raised his brow slightly.
The battle has been since. There was no emotional change on his face. This is the first time.
Because he didn't want to understand why Ye Hongyu made so many swords.
When he and Ye Hongyu are in this realm, they both know what is truly powerful.
Beauty is not powerful. Such as fireworks on armor.
Holiness is not powerful, such as the brilliance in her eyes.
Magnificence is not powerful, such as the hundreds of sword marks that traverse the world and amaze people.
Focus is strong.
This firework formed by countless swords. The foundation is the exquisite Xiling Divine Art of Ye Hongyu's realm, which seems to be grand and magnificent, and because of this, it is impossible to achieve absolute concentration.
The torrential rain in Chang'an in summer, although the magnitude is so great that it is heart-pounding, but it comes and goes quickly, and it is difficult to leave any traces on the ancient walls after the rain has subsided.
The dripping water in front of the eaves of the academy, although the patter is quiet, but persistent. Thousands of years later, I don't know how many hard bluestone aisle bricks have dripped through.
The second brother has never fought against Ye Hongyu.
But he passed Ning Que and saw the sword Liu Bai painted to Ye Hongyu, and he also passed Ning Que. He knows what kind of person Ye Hongyu is.
In his opinion. This little girl who had just realized Liu Bai's sword intent, dared to go straight to the temple of ruling to seize the position. There is no doubt that it is the strongest in the new generation.
She is better than Pippi.
Better than Ning Que.
Then it is impossible for her to not understand what is truly powerful.
Her most powerful sword must be only one.
There cannot be so many swords.
The two brothers have been waiting for Ye Hongyu and Wanjian to unite.
Because he decided to use the sword to defeat her when she used the strongest sword.
Only in this way can it be called pleasure.
Ye Hongyu did not do this.
He didn't understand why she didn't do this.
Even if she uses the strongest sword, the second brother is confident that she can defeat her, but at this time, her sword is ten thousand ways, which is equivalent to an early declaration of failure, because she can't find a chance to win.
The second brother suddenly wanted to understand.
Ye Hongyu played today and didn't even think about winning.
"For the final victory, how can I give up my pride so calmly, is this also a kind of pride?"
The second brother thought, then looked at the ten thousand sword marks that came to Qingxia, and said: "This is the fan cage?"
He raised the iron sword in his hand and slashed towards the cage **** formation woven with tens of thousands of sword marks, with a solemn expression.
It's not because of the cage.
It's because of Ye Hongyu's intention behind the fan cage formation.
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Fan cage is one of the most profound and powerful formations in Xiling Temple.
Ke Haoran used the Haoran Sword to draw up a cage formation, which trapped Master Liansheng for decades. The former ruling priest also used a cage formation to trap Wei Guangming in Taoshan for more than ten years.
The cage formation formed by Ye Hongyu with tens of thousands of sword marks at this time was rooted in the awe-inspiring sword marks she had seen in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate. However, although she is now at the pinnacle of Fate Realm, it is not the same as before. Mr. Ke is still far behind, even inferior to the predecessor's judge.
One of the most important reasons why she was able to kill the former **** seat and become a new generation of judge great priest is because after Wei Guangming broke the cage, the former **** seat has been seriously injured.
In her current realm, this cage formation formed by the Dao Sword can trap countless powerful people, but it is not enough to trap the Second Senior Brother of the Academy, which means that she will lose the battle.
But she is not afraid of losing.
As the second brother finally wanted to understand, she didn't even want to win the battle today.
A great priest of Xiling, losing to an opponent in front of hundreds of thousands of believers is a matter of no dignity.
But she doesn't care.
Although her cage formation can't trap the second brother I, at least it can trap him for a while.
What she wants is that moment.
The moment of light is enough for the Xiling Temple coalition forces to do a lot of things.
For example, Qianqi Charges.
And when the piano and flute sounded at the Qingxia...
In the deity, the great priest of Tianyu stretched out his finger and turned the Xiling teachings in front of him to a certain page.
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(The number of chapters on Friday is wrong... These two consecutive days are the birthdays of father-in-law and mother-in-law. This year is the 60th birthday of mother-in-law. It’s a bit hard to write while getting sleepy. It will be fine tomorrow, and tomorrow will be updated twice.) { PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}