Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones

Chapter 225 Palace Battle!Heroes from all walks of life, each showing their special abilities!
Swords, guns, swords and halberds are eighteen kinds of weapons, and the most beloved one is the sword.

Gentleman Saber!

Beauty is like jade and sword is like rainbow!
Sword madness!Sword idiot!
Juggernaut!Sword Demon!
People's love and obsession with swords has been passed down from generation to generation.

Even, regardless of your background, regardless of your ethnic origin...

The sword unifies the aesthetics of all classes and races!
Of the eighteen weapons, only the sword can do this!

It is precisely because of people's continuous enthusiasm for swords that the use, reproduction and development of kendo have far surpassed many weapons such as swordsmanship and spearmanship, forming a school of its own.

In fact, a long time ago, kendo was independent from the eighteen weapons, and with the efforts of countless sword lovers, one branch after another of kendo was created.

Countless ancestors worked hard, and finally mastered it, gathered all the great achievements of swordsmanship, unified all swords into one, and condensed into a unique system that has never been seen before or since——

Namely, "Sword Master Inheritance"!
This inheritance system is very against the sky.

If you are a martial arts practitioner, you practice hard all your life, get promoted to the top of the first rank, and then come to the end of your life.

At this time, your body is gradually aging and weakening, and your internal strength and spirit wither, and finally turn into a cup of loess.

A person's life is to repeat a similar process constantly, and it is the same for you and me.

However, if you happen to be a swordsman!
You have also practiced hard for a lifetime, and you have been promoted to the peak of the first rank, and then you have made further progress, and the way of swordsmanship has reached perfection.

Well, congratulations!

You have become a generation of sword masters!
However, the Juggernaut will also die, and he cannot escape the fate of five hundred years of life, but because you are the Juggernaut, you are unique and powerful!

You can condense the essence of practice in this life into a "sword seed", then choose a person you like, and plant the "sword seed" into that person.

After that, the "sword seed" will take root in that person.

That person's comprehension of kendo is far beyond that of ordinary people, even self-taught.

And the most important thing is that as long as that person does not die, if the basic conditions such as resources and time are sufficient, there is a 99% probability that that person will become the new Juggernaut!

This is not over yet, the new Juggernaut can also condense the "sword species" and pass it on to the next generation.

So passed down from generation to generation!

Inheritance can theoretically never be cut off!

Just imagine, if there is a sword master in a certain family, assuming that the family is prosperous, then the inheritance of the sword master can continue from generation to generation.

Because of this, the rounding of the Juggernaut system is almost equivalent to bloodline inheritance!
Of course, the number of Juggernauts is too small, and can only be passed on to one person, but the bloodline inheritance is getting more and more, forming a huge number.

Therefore, the Juggernaut system can fight against the bloodline inheritance, but it will never be able to defeat the bloodline inheritance.

Because of all these, the Juggernaut system can only dominate the "Sword State", which is considered a safe corner, but the bloodline family can rule Kyushu, surpassing all races.

Even so, the identity of "Heir of the Sword Saint" is still astonishing and extraordinary.

Shangguan Waner:

Bad guy commander!
Heir to the Sword Saint!

Her two identities, one represents Li Shizong's remaining prestige, and the other represents the power of the sword master lineage!

Her appearance is enough to change many things.

Li Quan was astonished, looked at the unremarkable maid, then at Wu Yutian who had a sneer on his lips, and said in shock: "It turns out that you have subdued the bad people long ago, you know I'm lying."

All five of King Shura changed their colors.

With the help of Li Quan, they easily sneaked into the palace and approached Wu Yutian, which was originally a stroke of genius.

As long as Wu Yutian is restrained or killed, Chanzhou Xuan will fall into the hands of the Western Regions, and their goal will be achieved.

But never expected that Wu Yutian's scheming was as deep as the sea, and his scheme was even better.

What a plan, to lure you into the urn!

In other words, the five King Shura had fallen into an ambush set by Wu Yutian.

They quickly looked around, their vision, hearing and other sensory abilities amplified to the limit, looking for the hiding place of the ambush.

"Why, are you nervous?"

Wu Yutian held his hands behind his back, and the sneer on his face became more and more intense, "If Li Quan didn't pretend to be smart, how would I have the chance to catch all five of you?"

Hearing this, Li Quan shuddered. He knew very well that he had messed up the mission. Even if he escaped from the palace and returned to the Western Regions, he would be severely punished, and he would end up in a situation worse than death.

So, Li Quanyi gritted his teeth and shouted: "I will fight with you."

The right hand holding the whisk suddenly trembled.

Whoosh whoosh!
The animal fur at the front end of the whisk scattered out, turned into three thousand needle-shaped hidden weapons and sprayed out, shooting towards Wu Yutian who was not far away.

"A second-rank eunuch, dare to do something to me?"

Wu Yutian dismissed it, and swept across a large area with his sleeves, knocking down all the animal hairs.

A counter-shock force penetrated, Li Quan's whole body was shaken violently, his seven orifices bled, and he fell straight up, seemingly dead.

"The matter has come to this, the king is the first to capture the thief!"

Seeing this, King Shura made a decisive decision, put his hands together forward, twisted his left and right palms, and then pressed down suddenly.

Bang!
Press the palms of your hands to the ground!

clack clack...

Immediately, with King Shura as the center, cobweb-shaped cracks appeared on the ground, spreading rapidly in all directions.

Every crack quickly expanded into a gully, the floor shattered, the load-bearing columns toppled, the roof collapsed, and the walls split and fell.

Boom!
The Imperial Study Room fell apart in the blink of an eye and turned into ruins.

The huge movement was like a signal. The manpower brought by King Shura's five people was lurking outside the palace at the moment. Upon hearing the huge movement, they immediately launched an offensive.

The gates of the palace were opened by traitors one after another.

A group of black-clothed masters ran amok without hindrance, broke into the palace, slaughtered, and blood flew everywhere.

But soon, the Imperial Forest Army, Imperial Guard Army, Jinyiwei, Ouchi masters and other defensive forces were all activated and began to encircle and suppress the man in black.

"Amitabha!"

A thundering sound of the Buddha's call was heard, and Master Shi Deng and other monks from Jinshan Temple suddenly appeared and joined the battle.

All of a sudden, the men in black were heavily surrounded, and the court power they were facing was several times stronger than them, and they all fell into a bitter battle, with heavy casualties.

The situation quickly became one-sided.

The Royal Study Room collapsed!
Wu Yutian and Shangguan Wan'er soared into the sky, soared straight up, and climbed to a high altitude.

Almost at the same time, five figures followed.

King Shura and King Slaanesh rushed towards Wu Yutian at the same time, but before the two of them could bully him, hehehe!
The sound of piercing the sky approached rapidly, and twelve figures galloped towards them.

"Twelve guards, here to escort you!"

The 12 people charged forward and surrounded Wu Yutian's body.

They are the emperor's personal bodyguards, and their official title is "Qianniuwei". They are all top masters raised by Li Shizong with huge resources, and they swear their allegiance to the Li royal family to the death.

At the same time, beside Shangguan Wan'er, four figures appeared strangely, all holding swords.

Since there are descendants of sword masters in the world, there are naturally "sword slaves" guarding them.

These four sword slaves are not only the four great protectors of bad people, but also the carefully selected followers of the previous generation of sword masters as their descendants.

then!
In the sky of the imperial palace, sixteen mighty first-rank masters appeared in vain.

"Hmph, is it just that little manpower?"

King Shura and the other five were happy and fearless, and still rushed forward.

It has to be admitted that any one of the Twelve Calamities is very powerful, and some of them are even more powerful than the king of lifeless dharma.

The fierceness here does not mean that the pure power is stronger, but that their killing methods are more treacherous and vicious, and the damage they can cause is more terrifying, which makes people hard to guard against.

Even if the Wusheng Dharma King can fight four with one, it is natural that the other twelve kalpas can also do this kind of thing.

Then, in order to block these five people, at least twenty first-rank peak masters must be arranged.

"King Slaanesh, I heard that you like playing with women very much. Do you think Wan'er is fun?"

Shangguan Wan'er hooked her fingers.

"……cut!"

King Slaanesh licked his tongue, "Okay, since you kindly requested, then I'll come and taste how flirty you are."

He flew over, with a squinting smile on his face, and arms emerged behind his back, circling around like a peacock spreading its tail.

Those arms are too many, as if there are a thousand hands, showing their teeth and claws.

The scary thing is that those arms are several meters long, and they can twist and turn at will without bones, just like pythons.

"Hmph, with so many hands, no wonder others call you 'thousand-handed madman'."

Shangguan Wan'er backed away quickly, and the information of King Slaanesh appeared in her mind. This person also has a talent beyond the heavens. He practiced the unique Buddhist art "Thousand Hands", and also integrated many martial arts such as "Dragon Subduing Hand" and "Heavenly Buddha's Palm". Perfect, and gradually become a school of its own.

Rumor has it that King Slaanesh's "Thousand Hands" stretch freely and can extend infinitely to grab enemies a kilometer or even further away, and they can also shrink back quickly, just like a rubber band, weird and unpredictable.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Shangguan Wan'er took a deep breath, with a clear light between her brows, she spit out uncertainly, an indigo-colored long sword appeared in her hand, the light of the sword was cold, and a phantom of a blue dragon could be faintly seen floating.

"Oh, Qingli sword!"

King Slaanesh's eyes flashed, and his face couldn't help but look serious. Although he is powerful, cruel, lustful, and likes to talk nonsense, he is by no means a stupid person.

So he stopped.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Wan'er sarcastically said: "Hmph, the majestic king of Sanesh, doesn't he even dare to pursue a weak woman like me?"

King Slaanesh sneered and said, "I'm not interested in stalking women. If you want to hit me, hit her, and if you don't, get out."

Swish!
Before the words were finished, Shangguan Wan'er had already swung a sword. Her sword light looked simple and unremarkable at first glance, but it exuded an indescribably sharp aura.

"break!"

If the sword light had any substance, it slashed towards King Slaanesh's neck at high speed.

puff!
King Slaanesh stood in the air, and an arm behind him slapped out brazenly, meeting the sword glow.

As soon as the arm exploded, the sword light also collapsed.

"I have a thousand arms, how many sword glows can you release?"

King Slaanesh crossed his hands in front of his chest, grinned, showing a perverted smile, and looked at Shangguan Wan'er playfully.

"A thousand ways..."

A stern look appeared between Shangguan Wan'er's brows.

At the same moment, four sword slaves blocked King Shura.

The twelve Qianniu Guards were divided into three groups, attacking King Yaksha, King Fudo, and King Zhenren Dharma respectively.

Wu Yutian stood leisurely on a high place, watching the fight below.

"Get out of here!"

Suddenly, with King Shura's angry shout, a dark purple broadsword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the knife appeared, the entire sky was smudged into dark purple.

Everyone was suffocating, their chests were heavy, and they felt boundless hostility surging over.

"Sura Saber!"

The expressions of the four sword slaves all changed, and they were swept away by the terrifying hostility.

This Shura knife is notorious for its fierceness. It is unknown what kind of material the blade is made of, but it can absorb the hostility from the heavens and the earth.

Just now, King Shura just pulled the Shura Saber out of its scabbard, and the outburst of hostility pushed the four sword slaves back hundreds of meters away, all of them were blood churning and their faces were ugly.

"Hahaha, King Shura, I didn't expect to use the Shura Saber so early."

King Yasha laughed loudly, "Forget it, today we fell for the trick and became the turtle in Wu Yutian's urn. Since he is so enthusiastic, let's show some real skills."

While speaking, King Yaksha turned his hand and took out a conch, put it near his mouth and blew it.

gurgling!
Tao Tao Tao!
Accompanied by a loud noise, like seawater pouring backwards, a large amount of black seawater was released from the conch.

The black sea water gushed endlessly, rapidly expanding into a huge water area.

The twelve Qianniuwei had no time to dodge, they were all swept by the black sea water and fell into ambush.

There was darkness in front of them, and they didn't know where to go.

What's more terrible is that the surrounding black sea water is so heavy that it squeezes their bodies, making them slow and unable to move.

With this situation, Wu Yutian's heart sank.

Shangguan Wan'er and the four sword slaves suddenly became extremely dignified.

Who would have thought that the Twelve Thousand Niuwei were so unlucky that they were immediately dealt with by King Yasha.

"Well, they are temporarily trapped."

King Yasha sneered, "Twelve thousand bullshit bullshit guards, a bunch of jumping clowns, that's all."

The Fudo King smiled and said: "Yasha King, your Black Water Divine Art has improved to a higher level, I'm very happy."

King Yasha put away the conch, laughed and said: "King Fudo, don't kill me there, hurry up and get down to business."

"You don't need to make a move, let me do it." The real Dharma King grinned, and rushed towards Wu Yutian.

"I'll see who dares to offend the emperor!"

"Wind Blade!"

Just at this moment, a figure flew towards him rapidly, his arms shook, and hundreds of wind blades were released.

Brush brush!
Wind blades struck one after another, and the real Dharma King dodged left, right, up and down.

In the next second, Jin Xuanhua appeared above his head, pressing down with his hands, a hurricane vortex erupted.

boom!
The real Dharma king was hit straight, his whole body was swept by the hurricane, the vortex swept, and he fell downwards.

Jin Xuanhua heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the escort came late, please punish me."

Wu Yutian smiled and said: "Jin Aiqing, you came at the right time, what's your fault?"

Jin Xuanhua turned to the bottom and said angrily: "Bold lunatic, why don't you just arrest him with your arms tied?"

King Shura rose slowly, looked closely at Jin Xuanhua, and asked, "Answer me, do you not know us?"

Jin Xuanhua blinked, he just happened to be in Wangcheng today, and suddenly heard a huge movement, so he rushed over to take a look.

Unexpectedly, at the first sight, someone attempted to assassinate Wu Yutian.

It's okay, Jin Xuanhua decided that this was an opportunity to make a great contribution, and immediately shot back the real Dharma king.

Although there was a suspicion of sneak attack during the shooting process, which was not so glorious, but who cares about this kind of thing.

Because of this successful blow, Jin Xuanhua mistakenly thought that the assassin's strength was mediocre, so his attitude was a little bit arrogant.

At this time, he looked around intently, and the expression on his face instantly became more exciting and exciting.

"King Shura?!"

"Yasha King?!"

"you……"

Jin Xuanhua gasped, his scalp was numb.

I am a dog!

No matter how he imagined it, he never imagined that the assassins would be such a few big men.

Gollum!

Jin Xuanhua couldn't get off the tiger, and even though he couldn't stop the cold sweat from his forehead, he still insisted: "Hmph, who am I? It turns out that it's you Tartars from the Western Regions. If I, Jin Xuanhua, are here today, don't even think about it." Half a step beyond the thunder pool."

Before he finished speaking, King Shura rushed forward and rushed past him.

"Uh……"

Jin Xuanhua's face twitched, he didn't care about the embarrassment, he turned around and raised his arms, just about to release a series of wind blades to hit King Shura.

In vain!
Asura Wang Qing raised the Asura Saber, and endless hostility gushed out, washing over Jin Xuanhua's body.

Jin Xuanhua felt cold all over his body, and his body became stiff.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared behind Jin Xuanhua, and a sneer came from his ear.

"I heard you're fast, isn't it?"

Jin Xuanhua glanced sideways, and his eye sockets couldn't help but enlarge.

"why you?!"

The real Dharma king came back intact and put his hands on Jin Xuanhua's back.

boom!
A hurricane vortex burst out!

"This is Eagle Wing Art?!" Jin Xuanhua's head slammed, showing a ghostly expression.

Dharma King Wusheng came to him before and asked him that someone performed the Eagle Wing Kung Fu, the unique skill of the Jin family, but he still doubted it.

Unexpectedly, I met today.

The real Dharma King shot out a hurricane vortex, which hit Jin Xuanhua firmly, and swept Jin Xuanhua away. With blood in the air, he fell to the outside of the palace.

"Idiot, how dare you sneak up on me."

The real Dharma King spat, his face full of contempt.

at the same time!

King Shura, King Yasha, and King Fudo charged forward together and surrounded Wu Yutian.

"Well, I've expected this day to come."

Wu Yutian sighed softly, with a rather complicated expression.

"Hahaha!"

King Shura sneered and said, "Little Anu, even if you want to beg for mercy now, it's too late. Twelve kalpas will never let any traitor go."

"Hey, did you misunderstand?" Wu Yutian's mouth curled up, "Who told you that I begged for mercy? I'm just saying that I had expected this situation to happen a long time ago."

"..."

The three of King Shura were all startled.

The smile on Wu Yutian's face was even more exciting, he stretched out his arms and said: "Since I expected it, I am naturally fully prepared."

She clasped her right hand, snap!

I snapped my fingers!
The next moment, a golden light suddenly bloomed under her feet, and a huge lotus flower emerged out of thin air...

(End of this chapter)