bookrebus Chapter 82 Split Sword Xuanhen
Chapter 82 Split Sword Xuanhen
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More than a hundred sword lights, like the flaming tails of meteors, broke through the clouds and fell all over the sky. They were like majestic and heavy mountains, and like the light tail of swimming fish.
Jiang Mo Shuyun said calmly, "Let's compete with each other on the sword. Everything else is nonsense."
Wu Ying saw the sword air falling down from the starry sky, and was not afraid. The dragon sword in his hand turned into a blue rainbow, slashing through the sky in a mysterious arc, moving erratically like a dragon patrolling the sky.
Above Qingming, green dragons and silver fish are fighting in one place, vertically and horizontally, radiant and brilliant. Here are stars falling into the mountains and rivers, but on the opposite side are the roaring stars.
When everyone looked around, they saw dragons and fish dancing wildly in a blur of colors, as if they were playing with each other, and there was no trace of killing anywhere.
There was no temptation and no holding back. Both sides used their own methods. The Xuanhen Sword was sharp and the White Bone Sword was thick, but the two sides fought evenly.
Wu Ying saw that the Huahong sword light could only withstand the Xingluo sword energy, and nodded in praise, "Not to mention the Mingtan sect, even counting all the sects and surnames in the West Ji, your sword energy can be said to be exquisite. But the way of the sword, the sword art, the sword intention, and the spiritual sword are all one body, so you are so obsessed with the sword spirit that you are still inferior."
Jiang Moshu's thoughts turned and he curled his lips and said calmly, "I can't win with my sword skills, but I am very sharp with my skills with my mouth."
Wu Ying was not angry either. Anyway, the person opposite him would definitely be killed by the sword and there would be no room for growth. There was a smile on his face.
"I have always been generous to people who are about to die, not to mention you are quite appetizing. I have a sword here that is fine and refined. Let's see if it is what I said."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gang Yuan was activated, and the azure rainbow-like flying sword exploded in brilliance, and actually turned into a living azure dragon, with teeth and claws, ferocious and ferocious, and its scales exuded green light.
The green dragon swooped and bit, and moved across the sky with fierce force. Accompanied by the violent wind, it was like a thunderous wind, tearing apart even the clouds in the sky and the thin mist between the peaks.
The sword energy takes shape? !
This move made Jiang Moshu's eyes light up, and he immediately praised, "It must be a drunken god who smashed the white clouds into pieces, what a sword!"
Opposite Wu Ying's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded softly, "What a spiritual word, but it's a pity that you and I are each other's sword enemies. After you die, I will come here every year to pay homage to you.
Please die with this sword. "
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"Why doesn't Jiang Moshu have a spiritual sword?" Xie Lijun asked.
Seeing Xuanhen Daozi's sword energy taking form, and the sword intention, sword power, and sword tactics working together perfectly, Xie Lijun from Wangui Peak felt a little nervous.
If the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner is taken out, the Heavenly Snake will be safe once it comes out, but the rhythm of this sword fight is too fast, and the path of life and death disappears suddenly, and distraction at this time is actually a flaw.
Suddenly he looked at Zheng Yuqing with some dissatisfaction, and there was only one meaning in his eyes. I, my direct disciple, don't deserve a spiritual sword from you?
Luo Zhi, Elder Lan, and Liao Zhenren were also a little strange and looked at the master of White Bone Peak in surprise.
You, Zheng Yuqing, are famous for your wealth. How could you be without the magic weapon Spirit Sword?
This Jiang Moshu is so shameless that he doesn't want anything from you, so you really forgot about it?
Hearing this, Zheng Yuqing's eyes showed a rare hint of embarrassment, and she bit her silver teeth secretly, "Who said I didn't give it to him? It doesn't match his swordsmanship, so I didn't like him!"
At that time, she took out three spiritual swords. As a result, Bai Gu Zhuxuan's sword energy was activated, and either her spirituality was damaged or the sword's edge was broken. She lost face in front of her Taoist master, which made her very embarrassed.
Who would have thought that this Bone-Slaying Xuan Sword Qi is as strong as broken jade and steel, and cannot tolerate even the slightest compromise.
Seeing that everyone still didn't believe it, Zheng Yuqing forced herself to calm down and said in a deep voice,
"This White Bone Zhuxuan is the highest level of White Bone Lingchi's magical power. It has its own mysteries. Jiang Moshu showed it to me before, so I can rest assured that he will play empty-handed."
A blush rose to her cheeks, but she suppressed it forcefully, and said viciously, "It's just that even if the sword energy takes shape, my White Bone Peak magical power is not a vegetarian."
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The blue dragon with sword intent soars in the sky, transforming into a wreaking havoc, as fast as thunder and lightning, as fierce as violent fire, chasing the falling stars in the sky, devouring and striking with sword energy.
Seeing the sword energy above being chopped away, Jiang Moshu looked at the smiling Wu Ying opposite him without any fear and said,
"You Qinglong is very handsome, but you are too domineering for my liking.
Not only the swords of your Xuanhen Sword Sect are swords, I also ask you to taste the beauty of Baigu Lingchi Sword Qi. "
With just a snap of the fingers, more than a hundred silver fish rose up and turned into gossamers surging in the sky, like a giant silver net heading towards the green dragon.
Wu Ying smiled softly. The spiritual sword of the Xuanhen Sword Sect was unparalleled in sharpness. The green dragon was accompanied by wind and thunder, so it naturally struck sharply. The green light was even a bit dazzling for a while.
I saw the elegant man opposite him who was dressed in moon white and had a dignified appearance. He was as gentle as jade and said,
"I want to pass through the flower patrol road, go straight into the depths of the white clouds, and kill the green dragon with my sword energy, replacing the bright moon with pure elements."
But he saw that the bone sword was full of silver threads, and all the light of the sky was blocked, and it was gently and softly attached to the body of the Qinglong sword.
Wu Ying smiled, the spiritual sword was already extremely sharp, and with the blessing of the sword's will, the sword formula transformed into shape. Against the mere sword's energy, it was basically to cut the void with the real, and destroy the decay with the steel. At that moment, he concentrated on the sword, Just like shattering the falling star sword energy, you must destroy all the sword threads that are close to you.
Unexpectedly, this silver wire is so tough that it can't be shaken away. It sticks to the back of the green dragon, clasps the head and neck, grabs the dragon's limbs, stabilizes the dragon's body, and pulls the dragon's tail.
Boom!
The swords and guns of the cavalry protrude, and the sound is like cracking silk through the clouds.
Even on the cloud platform, without the illusion of light and sound, everyone directly heard a crack. Some monks in the Qi accumulation stage had even bloodless faces, and the corners of their mouths with weaker cultivation even had bloodshot eyes.
I saw that the green dragon had already formed the prototype of the sword body. It was cut and pulled by the sword wire, and it was suddenly broken into several pieces. Accompanied by the sound of the mournful sword, the green light disappeared, but the dragon-shaped spiritual sword had been destroyed.
"It's easy to break if it's strong, and it's easy to break if it's tight. The Xuanhen sword is sharp, that's all." Jiang Moshu said calmly with a cold voice.
Wu Ying, on the opposite side, spurted blood from his mouth and managed to use the secret method to protect his body. His sword intention drew a soaring wind scroll, protecting himself in it, and barely withstood the subsequent silver thread kill.
A warning flashed through Wu Ying's sword heart, and she regretted it at this moment. She thought that under the golden elixir, her own swordsmanship was enough to kill any opponent with the sword. Although it was not a slight, she still underestimated her opponent. But now she has It's bad.
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"it is good!"
Zheng Yuqing's eyes sparkled with charm, and her face was filled with a smile. She clapped her jade hand, turned to look at the other golden elixirs, and said with a soft smile,
"Xuanhen Sword Sect's sword is nothing more than that, but my Baigufeng sword energy is far superior to him."
Xie Lijun nodded, and then he let go of his hanging heart.
Luo Zhi and Zheng Yuqing looked at each other, and finally saw her guilty conscience. Fortunately, Jiang Moshu had the upper hand, and her moist eyes were moist. She raised her glass gently and said, "My magical power is good, and my person is even better."
All the Mingtanzong Jindan laughed and drank together!
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Jia Yunzhen drank a cup and bowed to Fu Yuchu.
"Master Fu, if I win, I have to thank your Daozi. Although I don't understand the sword intention, Jiang Moshu's sword intention makes me feel inexplicably familiar and fond of him."
Fu Yuchu silently raised his glass and drank it, his eyes expressionless, but his heart was already filled with thunder and rain.
In the previous several sword competitions, I always lost. Even if the Taoist was strong, he would lose, and if the Taoist was weak, he would lose even more.
Originally, Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak made a tyrannical move this time, thinking that they could avenge their shame, but it was rumored that they were recuperating from their injuries.
Unexpectedly, Bai Gufeng gave me another surprise,
Is this going to win? !
The old Yuebai monk's eyes flashed with purple light, but he said: "Jia Yunzhen, I think you may not win for sure."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanhen Headmaster Yu Qifeng's expression remained unchanged and he continued: "In a sword fight, who can know the outcome until the last moment?"
On the other hand, Immortal Tomi looked at the black stone. The spiritual sword behind Wu Ying was still hanging in the air.
He sighed at the Immortal Lord of the Xuanhen Sword Sect next to him and said softly, "You, the Xuanhen Sword Sect...sigh..."
The Immortal Lord next to him replied, "Strength is a sword, tang is a sword, cleverness is a sword..."
Immortal Tomi laughed loudly, raised his head and drank the wine from the glass, and said, "Indeed, the outcome is uncertain, but in the end someone will fall by the sword."