Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 169 Divine Soldier Assistant, Sword Hidden Youguang

The sound of the pipa in the city was so dull that there was almost no sound, and it was still dragging on with difficulty.

The blood on his fingers turned into tiny red beads as the string trembled, splashed on the pipa, and then slipped off the smooth lacquer surface, and some stained on his sleeves, turning into dark red beads. embellishment.

He was also bleeding from his mouth, the blood was thick and bright red, slowly overflowing from his lower lip, his expression was still so sad and calm, and he tried his best to make Shao Lingxiao's injury not transfer so quickly.

But even so, less than [-]% of the five-color true qi remaining in Shao Lingxiao's body was left.

The aura of this Demon Cult Leader has become even more unique and terrifying. Originally, he was just an average person, and his appearance, which was chosen by the average person, has become like the corners of his eyes and brows. In any shadow, there is infinite magic charm. .

When it is human, it seems not human, it is extraordinary in the ordinary, like an abyss on the flat ground.

Seeing that all these masters were all restrained, some of the Guanzhong Wulin people who were watching from a hundred feet away were thrilled, but also had a sense of righteousness and wanted to make a move.

But the most daring people among them were first knocked down by Zhu Linlang and Qiu Ruzui who had sneaked into their midst at some point.

The others were in a commotion, raising their spirits, but they all became dizzy and couldn't stand up, like pieces of messy sorghum, fell down and sat down.

Qiu Ruzui has a treasured mirror in his hands, and Shao Lingxiao's deliberate release of spiritual oppression made everyone have to pay attention to him.

Among the black and white crowd, everyone has many years of experience in the arena and impressive martial arts, but no one has noticed that Qiu Ruzui has poisoned them.

Nearly half of the backbone of the rivers and lakes in Guanzhong, just like this, can only barely breathe, suppressing the strange toxin that is colorless and odorless, but makes the skin red.

Among them, only Zhu Linlang and Qiu Ruzui were still standing. Zhu Linlang looked at Qiu Ruzui through a dozen of them, and said, "It's better to kill them all."

"Then you can do it yourself. I still have some deadly poison on me, but I haven't used that kind of poison for mass destruction for many years."

Qiu Ruzui held the jade mirror of heavenly secrets, kicked down a beautiful woman beside her who was glaring at her, turned the woman's face away, sat on her waist, and yawned, "I haven't had a good rest for a while. Alright, I'll take a nap first, and the leader will call me when he's ready."

Zhu Linlang looked around, and was really going to do it himself. He wanted to pick some young people whose skills seemed to be close to the first-class level to kill.

"Ok?"

Shao Lingxiao suddenly let out a doubt, looked in a direction outside the city, and said, "You two go to Chang'an by yourself first."

Zhu Linlang, who was still picking people up, looked back with some doubts, thought for a while and still didn't ask any more questions, and responded with a sigh of relief before leaving.

Qiu Ruzui stood up with a sleepy expression, paused for a while, and chose a direction different from Zhu Linlang's.

As soon as the two of them left, Shao Lingxiao made another low nasal sound, as if a little surprised.

For Shao Lingxiao, in a local area, it is even easier for him to sense the existence of other masters than those first-class masters, because the masters are often more eye-catching.

However, the person who was rushing over could actually do it intermittently, as if he would disappear out of thin air for a short period of time, and then he was caught again, causing a slight deviation in his induction.

This is not something that ordinary masters can do, at least Xu Miyuan can't do it.

Just as he was turning these few thoughts, the speed at which the five-color radiance passed away was urged to speed up again.

And that fiery figure wrapped in green energy has already crossed the city wall, like a blue comet bouncing up and down on those roofs several times, and finally glides across the land of hundreds of feet, passing directly among many first-class masters.

The gas threads connected to those people trembled and collapsed when the cyan comet roared past.

Shao Lingxiao stopped the "comet" with a palm.

The figure in the blue flames punched like a thunderstorm, and the speed of the fist seemed to be able to catch up with the tail of the thunder again and again.

After Shao Lingxiao received more than a dozen lightning-like fist shadows from him, he had to move with both hands. His palm strength was also like the sword energy of a flying lightsaber, carrying a colorless colorless force that was constantly cracking and becoming sharper. Liuli is energetic.

Lu Ningxian fell from the sky, and Shao Lingxiao finally gave him a wave of five-color zhenqi, which rushed into his dantian like boiling, and he could hardly control his limbs.

But he was still holding the paper torture knife in his hand, and just stared at the blade. The knife had already moved at will, leading his body to circle in mid-air, and landed abruptly on Juyou's side.

The people next to them broke free, some fell down on the spot and couldn't move, and some tried their best to move forward a few steps to protect their side, and widened their eyes as much as they could, paying attention to the fight over there.

The broken glass was like a vortex, flying from both sides to the sky and combining to form a huge turbine, Shao Lingxiao pushed his palms flat, blowing up a lot of blue flames, revealing Guan Luoyang's clear figure.

"Oh it's you."

"It's me, and the sword!"

Guan Luoyang raised his arms, and Wuwei Excalibur appeared in his palm. During the process of raising and cutting, the calm sword body suddenly showed an extremely active and turbulent shining texture.

When the sword fell, in Shao Lingxiao's vision, he could clearly feel that in addition to true energy and spiritual power, there were two other powers added to him.

The breath of two divine soldiers?
No, if you add Wuwei Excalibur, there are three types!

Wu Pingqiang's forged blue-gold weapon claims to use "assistant" as the only supernatural power, and the abilities it exhibits are actually divided into two types. One is that it can be used as long as it is filled with true energy According to the habit of the hunter, it changes into different weapon forms.

For example, when Jiang Jiusi held this sword back then, when he used his sword skills, the blunt sword would elongate, become thinner, and the tip of the sword would become sharper.

In Guan Luoyang's hands, this magical weapon directly became a heavy weapon similar to a whip and a mace.

As for the second ability, Guan Luoyang didn't realize it until he used his true energy to thoroughly refine the divine weapon and disintegrate the soldier into his body. It was harmony and superposition.

Originally, since ancient times, any person who practiced martial arts could only dissolve one magic weapon into his body at most. If he wanted to put multiple magic weapons into his body, it would only lead to the destruction of his own meridians, and even his body exploded to death.

Even the former overlord Xiang Yu, relying on his innate divine power, practiced kung fu horizontally until he reached the realm of shattering the void, and his physical body was so powerful that he suppressed the two divine weapons and received them all in his body. One spear and one knife were on the verge of breaking, and finally the blade self-destructed, leaving only the Overlord Spear.

And the ability of this blue gold magic weapon is that after the green gold enters the body, it can also find two other magic weapons and store them in the body, and it can make the three form a balance, and it can also use only one of the magic weapons. At that time, let the other two kinds of magic weapons try their best to help each other, so that the single magic power can be almost tripled to the normal level.

During this period of time, while Guan Luoyang was chasing and killing monster mutants everywhere, he successively refined the Bafeng Bronze Drum and Wuwei Excalibur to dissolve his soldiers.

The Wuwei Excalibur is still a little troublesome. The cultivation base of Yutu Zhenren left on it has been penetrated to the deepest in ten years, and it is too pure. Within a day, completely communicate with the aura of this divine sword.

As for the Eight Winds Bronze Drum, the way he treats it is much more brutal. He just holds it in his hand every day, constantly washing in his spiritual and internal energy, and he has successfully disintegrated into his body.

At this moment, he was holding the Wuwei Divine Sword, and with one move, the magical power of the bronze drum was activated, and blessed by the Azure Gold Divine Weapon, all of them were running on the blade.

The oscillating power was so condensed that the edge of the blade was covered with a layer of bright luster, whether it was lightning, flame, or thick paste.

Even if there was a small mountain blocking Guan Luoyang's front, he might be able to cut a crack across the top of the mountain with a single sword.

When Shao Lingxiao saw this sword, he didn't dare to take it head-on. There was a flash of water color in his hand, and the flying light sword appeared in his palm. While the figure retreated rapidly, the tip of the sword raised up, and hit the middle of the sword of Wuwei Excalibur.

The extremely intense power was transmitted at the moment when the two swords were handed over, but with a flick of Shao Lingxiao's wrist, the force of chopping off Guan Luoyang was transformed into a dragon scale-like vigor.

Although Guan Luoyang had never practiced swordsmanship, he used the sword as a knife for this slash. The profundity and ingenuity of the golden brow saber technique has already been sublimated in his current hands, and it is almost instinctive strain.

The edge of the Wuwei Excalibur swayed slightly, and it missed the tip of the Feiguang Sword, and with an extremely ear-piercing sharp sound, it slashed down against the Feiguang Sword.

This sword really has the air of penetrating the Changhong, the momentum is so abundant that people dare not hit its front directly.

If Shao Lingxiao continued to retreat at this time, this sword would definitely explode the flying light sword and cut off his entire palm.

But how could he make such a simple mistake, the transition of the body from backward to forward, neither need to step heavily on the ground, nor stop and slow down at all, as if there is no such thing as inertia in him.

As far as the mind is concerned, retreat if you want to retreat, and advance if you want to advance.

Following Shao Lingxiao's body-on collision, the Feiguang Sword took the initiative to block the blade of Wuwei Excalibur with its guard, and tilted the blade, pressing heavily against it.

The two divine swords crossed each other, and the oscillating magical powers around Wuwei's divine sword continued.

The sword exploded, the internal force collided, and there was a loud bang.

Hundreds of dragon scales were born in the moment when the two swords clashed. In the blink of an eye, they changed from the size of a needle point to the size of a palm.

A scale-armored dragon with clear scales but a vague overall image, brushed Shao Lingxiao's wrist to shoulder, swam backwards from his side, and soared away.

The first trick of life and death, the dragon crying for thousands of miles, when Jiang Jiusi uses it, it can only be used as a trump card. The cold and ruthless killing intent will even affect his mood in turn, making him subconsciously ignore it. The tendency of life, that's why he didn't dare to use it too much.

But in Shao Lingxiao's hands, he can even use this ultimate move to defend.

What kind of cold, ruthless, uncontrollable killing intent, to him, is just a little cool atmosphere that always accompanies him.

The four servants of Qin Umbrella Shujian were originally standing behind Shao Lingxiao. The scale-armored dragon took shape too quickly and soared too quickly.

The four of them dodged in a hurry, opened the paper umbrella, spread out the letter, plucked the guqin, and grasped the sword art.

The four of them made a move respectively, but they were still scattered by the remaining force of the impact of the scale armored dragon, and fell to different places.

The four attendants recognized who was fighting Shao Lingxiao, their faces were full of horror and hesitation, and they even had an unbelievable look on their faces.

They all still remember the battle with Guan Luoyang on Laojun Mountain. Although they ended up in Xiaguan, Guan Luoyang at that time hadn't completely threatened the ability of the four of them to form a formation. Slightly disrupting the situation, he was able to get away.

Later, Master Tianfang returned to that battle, and they didn't have the chance to meet Guan Luoyang. After seeing a few scenes from afar, they only felt that he was taking advantage of the fire, and his strength had not improved much.

But it's been a long time since we saw each other, why is it hard for the four of us to bear the aftermath of his confrontation this time? !

Why now, he can actually fight head-on with the leader who is only [-]% injured? ! !

The scale-armored dragon flew across the open space and hit the eaves ten feet behind Shao Lingxiao.

There was a loud bang mixed with many cracking sounds. Starting from that eaves, the tops of more than a dozen houses were torn apart.

From near to far, broken tiles rose one after another, shooting in all directions.

After the sword blade fought recklessly, the two separated a little.

Shao Lingxiao made subtle changes during the gap between Baiju and Guo, and used a sticky word formula, which closely entangled each other's true energy. The first half of the flying light sword pressed the first half of the Wuwei sword, and his wrists shook lightly, rubbing against each other, shaking out sword flowers one by one .

Bass babble——

Every time a sword flower was shaken out, the pulling power felt by Guan Luoyang's Wuwei Excalibur suddenly rose sharply.

And it is not a continuous increase, but a loosening and a tightening. When the sword flower reaches the tip of the two swords downward, the pressure suddenly disappears. When the stirring is upward again, the pulling force suddenly returns.

This change of tightness has already won the essence of swordsmanship in the world, and if one more sword flower is shaken, it may be enough to pull the divine sword in Guan Luoyang's hand and fly away.

But Guan Luoyang's vibrating supernatural power, which was vented just now, has already reappeared during these few rotations.

The Wuwei sword swung the flying lightsaber, as if lightning arcs were flying across Guan Luoyang's hands, and driven by his almost disappearing arm, they slashed towards Shao Lingxiao one after another.

Shao Lingxiao's sword technique changes even more strangely. The sword body moves again and again, leaving afterimages, as if drawing straight lines of light beams in the air with no beginning and no end.

In the three-dimensional space, there are almost countless directions that can be interspersed and staggered. Every shift and increase of the sword light means that it holds a "knife" light that cuts towards that position.

"Has Yu Tu actually entrusted Wuwei to you? I have to admit that this old guy's vision for selecting people is truly the best in the world. Neither Tian Fang nor you will let him down."

Shao Lingxiao thought of this, and there was a bit of jealousy and resentment in his eyes. He couldn't help but think of the demon sect that was destroyed at the beginning. Some of the seniority of brothers and nephews, some of them are not as talented as Tian Fang and Guan Luoyang in front of him, but they are enough to bear the burden. The Devil's Cult propped up the kingdom that ruled the Six Commandments.

He hated and resented all his life, but closed his eyes instead, unwilling to let this emotion show in front of the enemy.

The moment he closed his eyes, his waving figure in black robe also retreated and disappeared. Only the flying sword, like a section of transparent thin scales, sprinkled in the air, following and moving.

The second form of the Sword Jue of Life and Death at Night, Lin Jie Cang Xing!
(End of this chapter)