Me, Yuan Fang?

Chapter 500: The Golden Lotus of Merit?

"Oh, you want my broken sword too!"

Ximen Xiang let out a strange cry and grabbed her soft sword tightly, but the soft sword, which was obviously of mediocre quality, twisted crazily in her hands like a python struggling desperately, and was about to hurt herself.

Qingping reminded me funny, "Use your understanding of the power of nature."

Ximen Xiang froze for a moment, "That's right!"

Almost in an instant, just using the Pishui swordsmanship to dance a sword flower, the soft sword became obedient again.If she hadn't been sure that it wasn't some divine weapon, she would have almost doubted that it had come alive.

Wanjian returns to the sect, this unique school is known as the king of swordsmanship, and once he uses all swords in the world, he must obey his orders.Its principle of action is actually a special sword intent with a very wide range, and all affected blades will be temporarily endowed with a simple consciousness like a magic weapon.

It's just that this kind of simple consciousness does not have real self-thought, and it is completely dependent on the orders of the practitioners of Wanjian Guizong.Therefore, practitioners don't need to use zhenqi to control each sword, all the zhenqi consumption is actually maintaining this special domain of sword intent.

The practitioner himself is the king, and the rest of the swords are soldiers. The king gives orders, and the soldiers follow orders to attack.But if during this process, someone wraps the weapon with his martial arts true meaning, it is equivalent to giving the weapon a temporary thought.This little soldier who thought too much naturally broke away from the king's control.That's why Ximenxiang is in his current state.

If the practitioner owns some magic weapons, then these magic weapons with sword souls are equivalent to generals. Kings, generals, and soldiers will achieve a similar effect of one mind, making the power of Wanjian Guizong even higher building.

So if someone's eyes can disperse the black wind, then he will find that there is a divine weapon in the torrent of blades, which is hidden among countless blades and is not easy to detect. It is the hero sword held by Jian Chen!
Ding Ding Ding!
The weapons in the hands of the guards were all sucked away, but they didn't need to worry about being unable to deal with the enemy, because the torrent of sword blades quickly swept through all the areas in front of them.

A long sword with a handle pierced through the armor of Pudu Cihang's minions, and the crisp metal clanging was almost connected into one piece, and the thick and smelly blood was everywhere, dyeing most of the square red in the blink of an eye.

"Which god is it? Someone who dares to hit me!"

Pudu Cihang yelled angrily, those minions were not real living people, their bodies were refined from the tentacles of the shells left by Pudu Cihang after shedding their shells.But don't think it's easy, because normal refining objects don't have intelligence, if you want them to move freely, you have to prepare souls for them.So where do these souls come from?Of course, it originated from the souls that Purdue Cihang once harvested on the battlefield.

Therefore, once these minions are killed, those souls will naturally escape from control and enter reincarnation. Seeing their hard work being destroyed, Pudu Cihang's current anger can be imagined.

It's just that he is angry, and there are many people who are even more angry than him!
After all, he was not the only one who ran for the national teacher, and the rest of them also mastered some spells more or less. Although they were not as strong as him, they could still see the soul.As soon as this matter was publicized, Pudu Cihang had another reason to die.

……

Almost at the time when the torrent of sword blades killed all the minions and rushed towards the Tathagata, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun also came at the gate of the palace, followed by Jian Chen and others.

"That's your master?" Dufeng glanced at the scabbard in Jian Chen's hand, luckily he reacted in time, otherwise his own sword would have gone up too.It's not that he can't borrow it, but he's afraid that he won't be able to find it after borrowing it. If he really wants to get mixed up with such sword blades, where can he find them?

Jian Chen naturally had nothing to say, but still stared at Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, "What's the matter with you two?"

Bu Jingyun had no intention of speaking, but Nie Feng subconsciously opened his mouth and thought about it. It seems that this kind of secret should not be told casually to others.

"Go in quickly. I don't know if Pudu Cihang can stop Wuming's attack. Don't wait for us to make a move, he will die." Bu Jingyun ended Nie Feng's entanglement, and took the lead to rush into the palace.

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to move on, and quickly rushed into the black wind area, but they didn't notice, almost a figure rushed out of the black wind, he looked in the direction of Nie Feng and others, Then he left the palace without knowing where he went.

But this figure was not noticed either. Just as he left, a masked man in black turned out from behind the building next to him, looked left and right, rushed into the black wind and chased Nie Feng and others.

In this short period of time, the Tathagata Dharma image and the torrent of the sword blade have completely matched each other.

Dazzling golden light shock waves burst out from the palms of Naheshi's dharma image, and the place where it passed was scorching hot, the air was instantly distorted, the blood on the ground was almost evaporated in the blink of an eye, and several wounded were turned into blood before they could scream. fly ash.

This was obviously a battle that ordinary people could not intervene in. The guards moved away one after another, and the torrent of sword blades rushed head-on.

Have you seen the scattering of sparks?There is a traditional skill called sparking, and today the intersection of the sword blade torrent and the golden light is such a scene.Is the core of that golden light a kind of fire?No one was able to give an answer, but the huge sparks bloomed into a splendid beauty, and almost half of the imperial capital could see it.

"What a powerful sword intent!"

Pudu Cihang clearly felt Jin Guang's weakness. He originally thought that such a high temperature could melt all the swords, but the reality was not as simple as he imagined.There is something about this blade torrent!
Seeing this, Pudu Cihang spread out his hands, and when the shock wave of golden light was cut off, one hand formed a flower shape, and the other hand showed a state of flat dragging. The whole body glowed with golden light, and these golden lights gathered below him to form a golden lotus platform.

The torrent of sword blades in the rotation of the lotus platform has already hit, boom!The huge energy dissipated and exploded, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye radiated out. The guards and maids of the entire palace could not stand still, and the harem screamed in panic. Hu Hai also got busy in order to appease many concubines.

Wuming frowned slightly, and slowly pushed his sword fingers forward. The Hero Sword hidden in the torrent of blades suddenly spun and accelerated, piercing towards Tathagata's chest like a shooting star.The rest of the blades made way for it with incomparable spirituality, and then lined up behind the hero sword, like a team of cavalry charging with sharp arrows, and the hero sword is the hardest arrow!
Ding!

The golden light formed by the Hero Sword and the lotus platform collided together. From a distance, it looked like a golden lake was infested by stones, and the ripples became more and more intense, and the ripples became wider and wider.

However, Wuming's face became more and more serious, it was useless!He clearly felt the powerlessness of the hero's sword, almost at the moment of striking, he knew that he couldn't pierce the strong Buddha's light.

"It doesn't make sense, Wan Jian Guizong can't break the law of Purdue Cihang?"

Zuo Zhou, who had already flown back to the palace, hovered in the distance with a dazed expression, and then looked at Wuming, could it be because of the non-residual blood?
"Ahahaha! Wulin mythology is nothing more than that!"

Pudu Cihang clearly recognized Wuming's identity from the heroic sword, but standing on the lotus platform is like being invincible. The Tathagata raised his hand and pushed it flat, and the huge golden palm came from a distance , getting bigger and bigger, it was printed on the palace wall in an instant.

Boom, the rubble flew and a large piece of the palace wall collapsed, and the nameless figure quickly jumped to another place, but palm shadows shot over continuously, the air was buzzing, the palace wall collapsed everywhere, and the two fought like To dismantle the posture of the palace.

But at this moment, no one cared about the imperial palace anymore, everyone understood that Purdue Cihang was invincible, and Wuming could not win even though he was not in danger.

If this situation continues, only passers-by will be unlucky. You must know that there are buildings outside the palace, so many civilians will suffer heavy casualties.

Boom!

Pudu Cihang's movements paused, and he felt his body swaying uncontrollably. Looking down, a figure jumped up and hit the Tathagata's knee hard.

Of course, it was blocked by the golden light, but the ripples created by the golden light were no worse than the Hero Sword, it was a pair of fists!

"Zhou Tong?"

He is the only top fighter in the entire imperial capital, who else could it be?
The destructive power of these two people is too great, if it continues like this, it will easily affect the General's Mansion, so Zhou Tong came to help directly, but with his destructive power, he still couldn't destroy the defense formed by the lotus platform.

"Hahaha! Don't say it's the two of you, even if there are two more places, I can't even think about destroying my merits and virtues!"

Hearing Pudu Cihang's arrogant roar, Zuo Zhou suddenly felt a little weird. Seeing him like an old general on the stage, he was really full of flags!

The two figures quickly rushed to Zhou Tong's vicinity, but they were not two masters in the local list, but Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

"What are you two doing here? Go away, it's dangerous!"

Zhou Tong kindly reminded them, but Fengyun and Fengyun had already started to prepare a joint move, Fengshen legs and cloud-dispelling palms, the two natural forces easily merged together, and then shouted in unison: "Maha Wuliang!"

This should be the first time the two have solemnly handed over the name of a move. It is very secondary but seems to have the meaning of increasing the power of the move.Surprisingly, why do they know the name of the move?Where did this move come from?
Zhou Tong was a little surprised by the combined power of the two natural forces. He had seen one person fuse two natural forces, but he had never seen two people fuse so smoothly. Could it be that the two of them sleep together? bed?Such a tacit understanding?
Of course, the special aura that appeared after that made him even more speechless. This coercion, this majesty, what has been opened!
A golden figure suddenly appeared in the whirlwind formed by Maha Wuliang. As soon as the figure appeared, it seemed to automatically find the target, and then waved forward, and the golden lotus under the Tathagata Dharma seat broke away from the control and flew away. When it came out, it shrank to the size of the palm in a blink of an eye, and it seemed that it was about to fall into the vortex of Maha Boundless.

Pudu Cihang was stunned, but the torrent of Kung Fu sword blade directly bombarded Tathagata Dharma Xiang's chest, with two clicks, huge cracks covered Tathagata Dharma Xiang's chest.

Everyone was overjoyed, but they saw that there was something wrong with Fengyun. When the golden lotus was about to fall into the vortex, a man in black shot out suddenly, and cut off the golden lotus with his hand!
(End of this chapter)