Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 158: Life and Death

Within five strokes, I will let you leave this world forever! ! !

After making such a wild announcement with a smile, Shao Lingxiao didn't give anyone more time to react, and the tip of the sword pointed forward to the ground, and he had already launched his first move.

The sword shadow flew in all directions, in the sky and on the ground, and pierced out with a scream that passed through rapidly.

The downward sword shadow disappeared into the ground, the sword shadow that flew into the air disappeared in the wind, and the sword shadow that flew towards the library hit the cornice tiles and red painted doorposts, like an illusory dream, integrated into this ancient building.

The sword shadow that flew towards the people disappeared before they could dodge.

The scene that was densely packed with glittering and translucent sword shadows circling and shuttling back and forth, became empty in an instant.

But between the two confronting peaks, under the high sky, in the world above the high mountain, there seems to be changes in the details of light, shadow, vegetation, and airflow temperature—"Sword "a feeling of!

It has become thicker and thicker, and it is still growing and spreading rapidly, becoming more diverse and grand.

The tip of the flying light sword was raised a little.

Those armored warriors who climbed the mountain, Han Wengong and others, as well as the Huolo Taoists on the mountain, all felt a feeling of slipping and falling.

Whether they are in the palaces or pavilions, or hiding in the dense forest, when they feel this way, it seems that they have fallen out of the real environment and come to a boundless darkness.

Here is like the deep sea, like the night sky, there are stars in the distance, like a school of fish, the slight coldness passing over the skin, the flashes passing by the corners of the eyes, and the emptiness and loneliness tasted between the mouth and nose.

All senses are simultaneously dominated by a deeper level, creating a void world that is completely different from reality and so indistinguishable.

When everyone was falling fast, the distant starlight came before them, from silent to sound, whizzing and whirling, passing by, bringing mysterious and fleeting icy-cold tones, and increasingly grand and grand tunes.

Fly light! !
Fly light! ! !

Many armored soldiers have forgotten why they appeared here, and just turned over during the fall, chasing the fleeting time with their eyes, enjoying the freedom that is hard to come by in their lives.

Compared with those below the master level, the grand master realm is all-round crushing, but the link with the biggest gap is the telepathic power such as Qianli lock soul, divine will sweeping and so on.

Generally speaking, among reincarnators, the overall quality of living beings can be roughly divided into four aspects: mind, spirit, entity, and energy. Entity and energy are very different and easy to distinguish.

However, the nature of mind and spirit is very similar, most of them originate from thinking organs such as the brain, or soul and spirit body, and the distinction between each other is not so clear.

For Guan Luoyang, today is also the first time he realized that there can be such an obvious difference between the two.

Although there is a word "heart" in the mind method, strictly speaking, it is more biased towards spiritual power, and the characteristics of the master's realm are really biased toward the soul.

In the absence of true qi as a medium, this kind of telepathic power has limited destructive power on physical things.

But when it comes to the stimulation of the senses, the myriad phenomena caused by telepathic power, the sky is high, the earth is far away, the changes are endless, and there are endless fantasy experiences, which are really delicate to the extent that ordinary spiritual power can't match.

Before today, people couldn't even imagine that they could know so many details in an instant amidst the changes of color, light, shadow and music, without directly passing out.

They even feel that every pore of their whole body, body and soul, and soul is expanding, eagerly accepting everything here.

If you live here in the morning, you can die in the evening!
'The intoxicating freedom from everything, what a wonderful experience! '

Guan Luoyang was thinking while falling and drifting, 'However, such things can only be decorations in my life...'

'What I have heard and seen has always been not so pure, not so lofty, not so integrated, and not so self-forgetful. After hearing such stories, I have my subsequent decisions and actions. '

Behind this absolute pure expanse, there should be something like that, and he should be able to hear it too.

Boom! !

There was a murmur, a heartbeat in the glorious music.

The heartbeat is full of the true root of the sword, stripped of the camouflage of the gesture, the heart of the sword-shooter when he swings the sword.

A bit of joyful fighting spirit, a little bit of embarrassment, a little bit of banter about everything... and, a little bit of hatred.

Guan Luoyang no longer fell, and with the light of fire in his eyes, he saw the reality.

Daoist Tianfang didn't sink in that feeling, Shengxue in white clothes had already made a move when the opponent raised his sword.

The shadow of the palm on the broken bridge was like a spiraling snow-white storm flying in the air, imprinting bright traces of light.

The densely intertwined traces of light seem to be responding to the ubiquitous, invisible, and ubiquitous attack from nature in all directions.

Each of his palm shadows scattered in the air, grabbed a part of the energy, and pressed in the same direction.

Gradually, a huge sword-shaped sharp edge was forced to appear between the pressing of his palm.

Although only a section of the tip of the sword is exposed, the width of this colorless giant sword is already about seven feet, and it is as tall as a person when placed horizontally. The blade is still hidden in the void. What an amazing look.

Judging from its direction, the sword obviously extended from Shao Lingxiao.

Only Guan Luoyang and the few other people who had woken up could see that when the sword showed part of its shape, it was a symbol that Shao Lingxiao's first move had been broken.

From intangible and qualityless, ubiquitous, to being forcibly crushed into a tangible and qualitative, confined appearance, the next step is... smash, smash, smash, smash!

When another palm print fell, starting from the tip of the giant sword, many palm prints sunk in out of thin air and burst open.

The colorless giant sword broke again and again.

Looking at Shao Lingxiao on the edge of the cliff, the sword shadows had gradually dispersed before. At this time, it seemed that even the existence of human beings had dispersed into nature. He was wearing a black robe, fluttering and disappearing suddenly, disappearing out of thin air.

Only about four feet long, the extremely bright sword light suddenly pierced through the bursting air waves, appeared in front of Tian Fang Zhenren, and slashed his face obliquely with the sword.

"Second move."

"A meaningless agreement!"

Master Tianfang didn't care about the other party's so-called five tricks of verbal inducement, not because of joy or anger.

As the responsibility of being the head teacher of Laojun Mountain, the agreement with disciples, master and junior is only to take Laojun Mountain back.

In his mind, there is no difference between an enemy's promise and a sword or palm swung by the other party.

The upper body of the real person Tianfang moved slightly, and his platinum-like arms patted the sword light from both sides, and the landing points of the palms were slightly staggered.

In the past, no one dared to use flesh and blood to block the magic sword in the hands of the master, but today, it seemed that it was the flying light sword, unwilling to be hit by such double palms.

Both the enemy and us, even the two people who are making moves don't know. If such a scene really happens, whether it is the bloody palms of the real Tianfang who are cut open first, or the thin blade of Feiguang, who can't bear it first. Live the ultimate foundation of the five-fold reversal.

The indistinct black robe flickered in the void, and the sword light disappeared, appearing in the heart in a flash, the real Tianfang stepped aside, and the clothes on his chest were pierced by the sword energy.

The sword light flashed again and again on the vital points of the real Tianfang's body, the dantian, the waist, the throat, the eyes, the top of the head, the jade pillow at the back of the head, stabbing more than ten swords along the gaps between the spines, and even the ankles and ankles. between.

The flickering figures in black are like ghosts and ghosts jumping out of the sound of the air, but such swords are all deflected by the real person Tianfang, avoiding to block, palms for protection, and platinum fingers poking to block Beng bomb.

This fight is not as vigorous as before, all the strength is concentrated in the square inch, and the gestures of the hands and feet are infused with a long-lasting will.

So much so that the two of them fought fiercely from the edge of the broken bridge all the way back to the position close to the square on the top of the mountain, but left an unknown number of "images" of fighting on the broken bridge.

Hundreds of platinum palms and fingers stayed in the air in various mysterious postures, and stopped at the moment when they touched the flying light sword.

Therefore, it can be clearly seen that some palms have a section of sword blade pressed down, and some have a section of sword tip sandwiched between their fingers.

There was even an image of a foot that was slightly off the ground and kicked the spine of the sword.

These things are all created in an instant, and such a round of offense and defense, no matter in the eyes of anyone, is just a move.

In the seamless defense, Tian Fang seized a leeway for manoeuvre, and his hands suddenly changed alternately, making five palm prints in an instant.

Four of the palm prints are single palms, but the palm print at the top of the five-seal structure is a combined blow of two palms.

The trajectories of the five palm prints have their own deviations, and they will merge into one body three feet away in the process of bombarding forward.

The ultimate move of the Five Elements Extinguishing God's Palm.

Golden Wind White Emperor, Wan Zhan Zaizhi!
When Immortal Tianfang performed this move, the body-protecting true energy all over his body was condensed to the extreme, and the secret power of the brain's entrance, and the body-protecting true energy interacted fiercely, causing a miraculous silver-white vertical line to appear on his forehead.

The vertical lines seem to go up and down, two slightly curved arcs are hooked together, forming a small fusiform pattern on the hooked piece of skin.

Such lines gave his appearance an indescribable sense of sacredness at this moment, as if the gods who really ruled the war descended.

At this time, no matter how unpredictable the opponent's body skills are, no matter which direction he is wandering in, as long as this palm is thrown out, Shao Lingxiao will definitely appear in the most powerful position and be knocked out from the void.

Shao Lingxiao showed up early, with a flying smile on the corner of his mouth, and handed out a sword.

The short distance between them, because of his movement of handing the sword, seemed to be extended, so that there was enough space to echo all the traces left by their previous battle.

Those platinum palm prints and fingerprints, that part of the looming shape of the sword, and even the halos that dissipated when the real Tianfang fought against the giant sword in the first fight, unexpectedly re-condensed and gathered together. stand up.

The sound resounded on the broken bridge, and the power around it turned into a real dragon, small and exquisite, but with a horny head, full of power enough to flatten mountains and rivers, slowly wrapped around the sword body, moving forward swim.

The Devil's Sect Religion Collection, "Sword of Life and Death at Night" is the first chapter in it, and the dragon cries for thousands of miles!
The head of the dragon and the tip of the sword are joined together, and there is no fancy to put together the golden wind and white emperor style of five palms in one!

God, open for it.

The dark clouds were startled, and there seemed to be flower petals and fragrant rain, floating in the light piercing through the dark clouds, slowly falling to the world.

There is a circular portal, which is opened at the end of the light, and the frame is carved with unclear gods, beasts and immortals, in various poses and with different expressions, extremely solemn and elegant, full of ancient flavor.

The aftermath of the fight between the two peerless masters on the mountain seemed to naturally turn into a beam of light directed at the portal.

The portal in the sky trembled slightly. When people on the ground looked at it at first, they only thought it was about ten feet in diameter, but when they looked at it in the blink of an eye, the portal of the void expanded several times.

Yu Tuzhen, who was recuperating far away in Xiushuo City, looked at Laojun Mountain and fell silent.

Under the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, many monks looked at the scene in the distant sky in astonishment or confusion.

In Zen Master Pingxin's hesitant tone, he couldn't hide his shock: "Could it be..."

"Tianmen is present, breaking the void!"

The deceased abbot was leaning on the Tanhua Zen stick, the beard on his chin was trembling, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!! It's not time to wait for unitary time, all disciples set off immediately."

He was talking about the disciples, but he seemed not even ready to wait for these disciples.

Shaolin's unique skill of chasing cicadas in eight steps is like a shadow, and the lightness kung fu of crossing the river with a reed is mixed with his body skills. He volleys eight steps in the air and travels several miles away, just like throwing an electric flying star.

in the sky.

The scene inside the door was originally deep and calm, like blue or black, and nothing could be seen, but after this expansion, it turned slightly.

The huge suction force visible to the naked eye acted on Shao Lingxiao and Tianfang Zhenren, and the black and white robes flew upwards and made a sound.

The strength and will of the two of them had reached the extreme of their lives. Whether it was Shao Lingxiao or the indifferent Tianfang Daoist, at this moment, they could no longer conceal the boiling fighting spirit in their hearts.

Thousands of mountains and seas, in the whole world, in this world, at this moment, only this person on the opposite side stands side by side with him.

Only the person on the opposite side is the same as himself.

An impulse in Shao Lingxiao's heart almost ruined all his previous plans, and right here, he will decide a real winner with Tianfang.

At the same time, Master Tianfang had already understood the other party's intentions.

In the fierce collision of their wills, they can almost know the fragments of each other's thinking.

Immortal Tianfang let out a long cry, blue, red, black, yellow, and four-color halos surged from behind, faintly converging into a vortex of the outline of Tai Chi, and approached his body.

The five-fold reversal is already the limit, but he has to try the four-color power of reverse luck again outside his body.

The power as vast as the sky pushed his palm forward. His left hand was directly pierced by the flying light sword, but he pushed it to the guard of the flying light sword without any hesitation. Shao Lingxiao's sword-holding hand was lost.

The platinum right palm with the power of four colors blasted towards Shao Lingxiao.

Shao Lingxiao's body shifted a little and he took the initiative to meet the palm with his heart. The distance between them was already too close. With such a change, even Daoist Tianfang had no time to modify the trajectory of his appearance.

You can almost see Shao Lingxiao's entire heart, which was blasted by this palm, and a blood hole was blown out on his back, but there seemed to be a kind of luster mixed with mercury and ink in the blood, and it was pulled out together.

The blood splashed far behind him, and the luster of ink and mercury solidified suddenly, turning into a square-handled dao sword inserted obliquely on the ground.

Shao Lingxiao groaned in pain, and at that moment his left hand slapped on Tian Fang's body, a palm force divided into 28 points, instantly lighting up 28 XingXiu acupoints.

Circle the sky and arrange the constellations, reverse and mix.

"Send you ascend, are you so reluctant?"

Immediately, the various acupuncture points outside the body of Tian Fang felt a huge oppression like the pressure of deep sea water.

The cold true power of the Demon Cult could not penetrate into his body immediately, but it tightly connected with his acupoints and attached to his body.

The suction force of Tianmen suddenly weakened on Shao Lingxiao's body, but increased sharply on Tianfang's body, making his body rise from the ground like a meteor flying backwards, and go away at a very fast speed.

"Shao Lingxiao!"

A giant platinum palm with the size of two people pressed down in the air.

Ye Motian flew over and intercepted that palm force.

The power of the palm struck from a height of hundreds of feet must have been greatly worn down here. Even so, Ye Motian, who took the palm with all his strength, felt his whole body tremble violently, and smashed into the ground of the square.

Shao Lingxiao swayed, hit the ground with his sword, and half knelt down, thick blood flowed out of the hole in his heart continuously, and his voice was hoarse.

"Ha, you are so angry, then I will be more determined."

Having said that, he looked up at the figure flying towards Tianmen, but there was regret in his eyes as deep as an abyss.

"Guan Luoyang!!!"

Guan Luoyang, who was about to make a move, suddenly heard a voice transmission from the real Tianfang.

"he wants……"

The sound transmission's tail tune was elongated until it was hard to hear.

With poor eyesight, Guan Luoyang saw that the real Tianfang was completely enveloped in the intense light of Tianmen. Although he opened his mouth, no sound came through.

He saw the burning anger on Tian Fang's face.

The next moment, between the nine heavens and the clouds, there was a scene that everyone who followed Tianmen would never forget.

The white-robed Taoist who was about to ascend raised his head and waved his palms...

It hit the border of Tianmen! ! !
The Tianmen shook, and there was a clear sound that I don't know if it was real, and the figure that was rising rapidly slowed down.

Ye Motian, who was lying in the pit, had his pupils constricted, and the pause of the white robed figure was only a very short time, but it was so long.

Finally, he rose again, crossed the Tianmen, and disappeared without a trace.

The remaining radiance of Tianmen only shone on Shao Lingxiao alone, and the suction was still pulling his robe.

Shao Lingxiao half-kneeled, thrusting his sword into the ground, even though the breathing of this heartless body became weaker and weaker, he still refused to respond to Tianguang's guidance.

The big centipede riding the black mist came soaring, and Xu Hongmei was sent by Taoist Su Mu, chanting a mantra in his mouth, and with one finger, he was about to fall towards Shao Lingxiao.

Guan Luoyang is approaching.

All the masters from Xiushuo City broke out with all their strength, flew into the air, and charged towards the square.

(End of this chapter)