Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 214 This sword looks like Wang Wei!

The ancient dragon-patterned sword pierced through the air. This sword was not fast, or even extremely slow, but it fell into the eyes of Yu Jingchen, Zuoqiuji and the others, making their minds shake, and they almost wanted to vomit blood. No.

This sword looks like Wang Wei!

"puff"

"puff"

The two divine winds dissipated invisible, and the divine sword crossed the sky, slashing across the ferociously devouring gold and silver python, without the slightest stagnation, the sword pointed directly at Lu Xiangsheng.

"Bang Bang!!"

"hold head high"

Gold and silver scales splattered, blood spilled into the sky, and two hundred-foot-long pythons slammed to the ground, crushing the green hills. They flew furiously and roared in pain, like dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.

The ancient dragon-patterned sword spanned hundreds of feet, and all the ice lions shattered along the way. Dao Lingxu's sword waved his hands in a false slash, the edge of the ancient sword shook, and Lu Xiangsheng, who had spread his wings and flew back, chopped off his head.

At this moment, the sword light was shining, Duanchou stepped out from the void, and appeared in front of Lu Xiangsheng, who had to be rescued because of his suffering.

He swallowed a Violent Spirit Pill, and the spiritual power in his body boiled. In a short time, he had already raised his own strength to the peak of the Cauldron Transformation Realm.

But this is clearly not enough! !
As soon as Duanchou appeared, he didn't dare to delay at all, with a thought in his mind, a purple cloud curtain fell down into the void like a sky curtain.

At the same time, an ancient bronze lamp floated from between his eyebrows and hung above his head, emitting bright light. The gods sang and overwhelmed the sound of thunder, obviously being urged to the extreme.

Not to mention, a pagoda of four elephants flew out from his cuffs, swelled against the wind, turned into a giant pagoda that lifted the sky, evolved into a basalt martial arts form, settled like a mountain, suppressed the four poles, and even the sea was calmed by it.

Behind Duanchou, the four crystal-like Tianlingang swords flew like a rainbow and hovered in the void, facing the cutting edge above the head, condensing and converging, the sword energy intertwined and shining, and instantly turned into a bright sword shield.

The series of movements seemed tedious and complicated, and it took only a moment to complete them. It can be said that the defense has been achieved to the extreme. Facing Dao Lingxu's slashing sword, Duanchou dare not be careless in the slightest.

"boom"

The ancient dragon-pattern sword slashed down with its supreme sharpness, approaching layer by layer like a broken bamboo, smashing the Ziyun sky curtain, breaking through the lights, fire and gods, and killing the virtual image of Xuanwu. Blocking Duanchou's head three feet away.

Even so, Duanchou and Duanchou were both in a cold sweat and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Lu Xiangsheng's face turned red even more, and he said anxiously: "Dao Lingxu is a bit tough, brother Duan, you can't keep your hands anymore, unseal the seal and do it with him!!"

Hearing the words, Duanchou froze, rolled his eyes, and gritted his teeth secretly in his heart. If I had known earlier, I would not have saved you, and let you die with the sword of Lingxu. If I really had the ability, I would beat him in the morning, and use you explain?
"Lu Xiangsheng is right. Duanchou, I advise you to break the seal and fight. You can't stop me with this trick!!"

Dao Lingxu sneered coldly: "I, Langya Sword Palace, practice the emperor's way of swordsmanship and rule the universe with the sword of the Son of Heaven. In front of me, even if it's a dragon, I have to coil it up, and if it's a tiger, I have to lie down. "

"Duanchou, you have been reluctant to draw your sword for so long. Is it because of the sword in the main hall that you were severely injured? Or, it is not easy for you to unlock the seal, and there are great hidden dangers?"

"If this is the case, it would be a pity!!"

Dao Lingxu kept walking, and the momentum of the sword condensed from invisible to tangible, and the ancient dragon-patterned sword in the void skyrocketed several times in an instant, and a golden sword shadow could be seen manifesting, cutting down and killing again in an instant.

Lu Xiangsheng's face became serious, he shook off Duanchou and spread his wings soaring to the sky, his body was like a golden sun and a bright sun, just like the ancient golden crow, the red flame and golden spear in his hand surged with flames, and he slashed against the sky against the ancient dragon pattern sword.

"Crack."

Another golden dagger cracked, and Lu Xiangsheng shot out in a daze. Daoist Jingyue's complexion changed slightly, and the imprints in his hands fluttered around his figure.

However, this sword was so powerful that Lu Xiangsheng fell straight down like a meteor, piercing through the tide and smashing a mound before falling to the ground.

Caught off guard, Duanchou, who was knocked back tens of feet, saw this scene with his own eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he called out abnormal in his heart.

The seal formula in his hand was flying, Duanchou didn't plan to keep his hand anymore, this thunderstorm would dissipate if he didn't let go, it was better to accidentally hurt others than to lose his own life.

"Stop worrying!"

Dao Lingxu opened his mouth, Wushenwei merged into the sword, and locked on Duanchou firmly.

"puff"

Liu Zhen, Mu Feng and others almost all vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. Jing Feng, Shen Tuchen and other personal descendants of the Huading Realm were also pale and crumbling. Even Yu Jingchen and Zuo Qiuji, who had already prepared, also showed shock on their faces. The color of fear.

Among this group of direct disciples and Xunxian disciples, Yu Jingchen and others have the highest cultivation level, and they can even feel how terrifying Dao Lingxu is when he shows his sharpness.

Even if they are going down the Spirit Peak, with Sikong Yu and other real people protecting them, as long as they can't help but concentrate on stealing the fight, they will be shocked by the sharpness of their swords. If they want to really fight, who can beat them?

Langya Sword Palace, is it really so terrifying?
"sing"

The sky and the earth were thunderous and cloudy, and the electricity danced like a snake, shining brightly all over the sky, just when Duanchou was about to make the last seal.

Suddenly, a faint sword chant sounded, the sword chant sound was not high, but it spread throughout the entire Bibo Island in an instant, the sword chant sound was long, and a great aura spread, like yin and yang rolling, suppressing all Dao, Mo can defy.

The Emperor's Dao Sword, which had crushed everything, suddenly collapsed and dissipated.

Duanchou's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on his face. After waiting for so long, Taoist Zui finally couldn't help but make a move.

Lingmiao Peak.

The drunken Taoist sighed softly, stepped into the void, and stood beside Duanchou.The bronze sword edge vibrated in the palm, and the evil spirit soared to the sky, but it was silent for too long, eager to drink blood.

Outside Lingmiao Peak, Dao Lingxu came across the sky, stretched out his hand to recall the ancient dragon pattern sword, his eyes wandered between Duanchou and Zui Taoist, and finally sneered: "Why, old drunkard, are you going to teach me the principles of life?"

The Demon Suppressing Sword trembled. At this moment, the drunken Taoist was not drunk, as if his body was joined with the sword, and the sound of the sword's chant communicated with the Dao. There was no sharp edge exposed around him, but the vacuum opened a passage in front of him, pointing directly at Dao Lingxu.

"Brother Duan, slow down your Lei Fa first, and when you find a chance, give him a ruthless blow, hit the snake seven inches, and don't let this kid suffer, it's really arrogant!"

Duanchou was stunned by the sound transmission from the drunken Taoist beside his ear, and he silently glanced at the crushing and condensed violent thundercloud above his head, his face expressionless and his jaw slightly lowered.

In fact, Duanchou's heart was full of galloping horses, cursing endlessly.

These real people just have a lot of shit, and they all pulled out their stances to fight in groups, and they still kept that little face, pretending to be reserved.

I don't know who it is for.

(End of this chapter)