Great Song catcher

Chapter 272 Ten Thousand Swords Art
"City Lord, don't force me!"

With a palm of Linhuang's palm, he shook the sword energy from Nian Wuji, and two thunder wings suddenly rose from behind, exuding the power of wind and thunder.

"Wings of wind and thunder!"

Zhu Yan said in a deep voice: "This is also the untold secret of the ancient Thunder God Temple. It seems that almost nine out of ten of the orthodoxy of the Thunder God Temple fell into the hands of the Conferred God Royal Court, which is enough for them to cultivate a unparalleled Master."

Nie Feng's heart also sank.

As Zhu Yan said, the inheritance of the Temple of Thunder has probably already fallen in the Royal Court of Conferring Gods, from Lei Xiaotian's Lei Ze Palm, to Prince Gouchen's Great God Thunder Hand, and now Linhuang's Wind and Thunder Wings and God Thunder Sky-splitting hand, these are all uninherited martial arts from the ancient Thunder God Temple.

If it wasn't for the Conferred God Royal Court's inheritance from the Temple of Thunder, how could they have obtained so many martial arts cheats.

"It's useless to talk nonsense, don't even think about leaving Sword Forging City alive today!"

Nian Wuji hated Linhuang for killing the sixth elder, and his attacks became more and more fierce. The peerless killing moves of Tianjian Eighteen Middle School were used one by one, and the entire sky above Jianjian City was covered by sword energy.

However, Linhuang showed no fear on his face, and once again cast out the divine thunder-splitting hand. When he closed his palms, the sky was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and thousands of thunderbolts danced like pythons and dragons, and finally turned into a shocking sky The thunderbolt resisted the sword energy all over the sky.

However, Linhuang's cultivation was still not enough compared to Nian Wuji's. His figure was directly pushed back by the shock force, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. However, although this sword injured him, it also pulled two people away at the same time. The distance of Linhuang turned around and flew out of Jianjian City.

Nian Wuji chased after him relentlessly, and Nie Feng and the others followed closely after him using light kung fu and body skills.

Not long after, a group of people had arrived at the wasteland outside the Sword Forging City.

Linhuang's wind and thunder wings are the peerless lightness skills that have not been handed down in the ancient Thunder Temple. When they are great, they can travel thousands of miles in an instant. Although Linhuang doesn't have that level of cultivation, he is much faster than ordinary masters.

Seeing that the distance between Emperor Lin and everyone was gradually widening, just as Nian Wuji wanted to drain his vitality and cast the sword light flying vertical technique, a white scroll suddenly floated from the sky and stopped in front of Emperor Lin.

This white scroll looks unremarkable, just an ordinary scroll, but there are streaks of red light emitting from it, and the awe-inspiring righteousness rushes towards his face.

"Master of Confucianism!"

Linhuang was startled, and hurriedly stopped his figure.

At this time, the white scroll also changed suddenly, and red light rippling out like water waves.

"Awe-inspiring righteousness, benevolence is the world!"

Accompanied by a soft recitation of Confucian music, the white scroll suddenly turned into a sky full of words, trapping Linhuang's figure like a prison.

Lin Huang was startled and angry, and struck out with all his strength, but the Confucian formation was unbreakable, and all his palm power was removed in an instant.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, Nian Wuji also chased after him holding the ancient Lihuo sword.

"Damn!"

Lin Huang's face became very ugly.

If this master of Confucianism hadn't blocked him secretly, he would have gotten rid of Nian Wuji's pursuit by now, but it was too late now, because besides Nian Wuji, Nie Feng and the others had also rushed here.

Everyone took their respective positions in unison, blocking all of Linhuang's escape routes.

"I don't know which expert intercepted this emperor, even if it is death, I have to let this emperor die to understand."

Linhuang gave a loud voice unwilling to reconcile.

"Fengshen Royal Court is ambitious and tries to stir up chaos in the world. Our Confucianism sect was born in accordance with the will of heaven, so naturally we can't just sit idly by."

The purple dragon aura came leisurely from afar and landed in a human form. It was the newly-promoted powerful Canglong Sword Confucian Su Longxiu!

"Su Longxiu!"

Lin Huang paused and said: "If I had known that today would happen, I should have found a chance to kill you!"

"One drink and one peck will last for days, even if you kill me, others will come to stop you."

Su Longxiu was wearing Zilong battle armor, holding the Tianhe sword upside down in his hand and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for intercepting this beast for me, but now, sir, please withdraw the formation and let the city lord fight with him to the death, otherwise even if he dies in our hands, he will not be willing, and will think that we are more victorious than less. "

Nian Wuji cupped his hands slightly towards Su Longxiu.

"To deal with this kind of villain, why should the city lord care about these gentlemen's gifts?"

Su Longxiu shook his head, although he said so, he still dissipated the formation that trapped Linhuang.

Lin Huang, who had regained his freedom, looked left and right, and all the escape routes were blocked, especially with Xiao Hongchen and Su Longxiu, two masters of ecstasy, if he wanted to force his way out of the encirclement, it was almost impossible Possible things, unless he used the last hole card, but he was still unwilling to do that unless it was the last resort, because the price to be paid was too great.

"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, as long as you can defeat the city lord today, then you can leave freely, and the grievances with me in Jiancheng will be canceled!" Nian Wuji looked at Linhuang and said coldly.

"Unbelievable!"

Linhuang sneered, and stretched out his hands. The palm of his left hand seemed to contain Lei Ze, and his strength was stored but not released. The palm of his right hand was flashing with lightning, exuding a strong power of destruction.

Seeing the martial arts he performed, Nie Feng's heart moved.

Linhuang actually possessed many unique skills of the Thunder God Palace at the same time, Lei Xiaotian's Lei Ze Palm and Gouchen's Great God Thunder Hand, he actually understood them all, and he had already cultivated them to an extremely advanced level.

"kill!"

A ray of purple thunder pierced the night sky, and Lin Huang had already arrived in front of Nian Wuji in the blink of an eye, and his palms imbued with the power of wind and thunder suddenly touched his chest!

But Nian Wuji was not in a hurry, the ancient sword of Lihuo turned into a fire dragon and soared into the air, exuding infinite sword energy, and finally merged into a sky-reaching sword shadow, blocking Linhuang's palm strength, and then Nian Wuji waved his hands, only to hear him There was a clank in the body, and Wan Dao Jianqi shot out like a materialized sword, turning into a stegosaurus and rushing towards Linhuang.

"Wan Jian Jue!"

Nian Cangqiong and the masters of Jianjian City were shocked when they saw the kung fu performed by Nian Wuji.

This Wanjian Jue is the supreme mental method handed down by the sword master. It is said that no one has practiced it for thousands of years. I only know that if someone can understand the mysteries of the Wanjian Jue, he can use the world as a sword and at the same time Can explode a hundred times stronger power.

At first everyone thought it was just a rumor, but they didn't expect that Nian Wuji actually understood the subtlety of Wan Jian Jue.

Under this supreme sword energy, all of Linhuang's resistance and defenses were like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

In an instant, blood flowers flew...

Linhuang's body became riddled with holes, and his internal organs were already shattered. If it weren't for the physical strength and vitality of the master of ecstasy, which far exceeds that of ordinary people, he might have become a puddle of flesh now, without a whole body.

(End of this chapter)