Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Father's Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 93
"The green dragon swallows the moon, and the sword cuts the spring and autumn."

"What you practice is Guan Shengdi Jun's Spring and Autumn Sword Sutra!"

"Sure enough, you are a genius of the sky. You have even grasped the power of time that all the gods and Buddhas are crazy about."

"Unfortunately……"

Yuchi Jingde spoke slowly as the heavenly pillar that covered the sky swept across the void and collapsed the sky.

There was admiration and admiration in his voice, but more of it was indifference.

The talent of the person in front of him is astonishing, and he is not yet a weak crown, but he has already practiced the Spring and Autumn Sword Sutra to such an astonishing level, and he has grasped a sliver of time.

That is the profound truth of the Dao that even the heavenly and golden immortals peek at!
In particular, this person not only practiced martial arts, but also possessed the mana of the perfect realm of ghosts and immortals and his physique beyond the ordinary, which was much more difficult to deal with than ordinary gods and human beings.

Even he has to admit that in terms of talent, he is not such a person at all. If he is given another ten years to improve his practice of the Spring and Autumn Sword Manual, he may not be his opponent.

However, real battles never pay attention to fairness.

Weak is weak, strong is strong!
Attacking the weak with the strong, bullying the few with the crowd, strangling geniuses, beheading enemies, this is the norm.

"Um?!"

As soon as Li Tianquan used the power of time and escaped from the enemy's terrible capture, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and smelled a very deep crisis.

"Do you know why I was able to set foot in martial arts and immortals?"

Li Tianquan saw it clearly, the moment Yuchi Jingde took the eight-lens black golden whip and stepped forward, an extremely strong will swept the sky and the earth.

"My Eight-Length Black Golden Whip is made by imitating an ancient artifact, so it only has three points of Dao Yun, but it also has the power to kill gods and demons."

Rumble!
Yuchi Jingde's voice was still resounding in the sky, that terrifying magic whip, like an ancient pillar of heaven, collapsed, filled with endless chaos, covered the world, a haze, people can no longer see clearly.

That is, the Eight-Length Execution Whip!

Wang Qingtong was too close to the battlefield at this time, only felt that the terrifying martial arts will be suppressed, the blood in his body was surging, his internal organs were almost torn apart, his eyes went dark, and two lines of blood left from his pupils.

The reason why Yuchi Jingde was able to become a martial artist is because he received a part of the inheritance of the magic whip, and stood on the shoulders of his predecessors, pushing the old to bring forth the new, and creating his own martial arts.

An eight-edged black golden whip is invincible on the battlefield. Whether it is a master, a human immortal, an earth immortal, or a god, all of them have their brains cracked by a divine whip, and their souls are scattered, and they have earned a great reputation.

In particular, his original grasping technique, combined with the eight-lens black golden whip, made it difficult for Qin Qiong, a once-in-a-lifetime peerless star, to overwhelm him.

At this moment, not only Wang Qingtong, but everyone inside and outside Chang'an City who looked up at the sky felt that the sky was falling, and their eyes were pitch black.

The Eight-Lengwu Golden Whip smashed down, and the divine weapon that contained the power of the ancient gods was fused with the true meaning of martial arts, turning the power of the law of the sun and the earth into the purest power.

It directly crushed the void, making the area filled with chaos and haze, and it was hazy.

Li Tianquan, who was the first to bear the brunt, seemed to have returned to the ancient mythology at this moment. The Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the sky collapsed, and everything turned into ashes. He could only watch helplessly, but he could not escape at all.

All of Yuchi Jingde's will and strength were incomparably fused together at this moment, yet displayed a destructive and tyrannical power.

It seems to be just a simple swing of the whip, but it has integrated all of his lifelong martial arts perception, battlefield experience and whipping skills into it.

Make the enemy unavoidable!
To escape is to die!
can only be hardwired,

It can only be a hard block...

Li Tianquan could only feel the Time Knife in his palm beating wildly and buzzing non-stop, warning him.

The real crisis has come!

He took a deep breath, not panicking though.

Ever since he knew that he was going to face Yuchi Jingde, the great enemy, he had obtained incomparably detailed information and materials about him from the prince.

Regardless of his background, past experience, killings on the battlefield, including the materials and weapons of his martial arts practice, all of them are included.

However, even though he was prepared in his heart, at this moment, he was still oppressed by Yuchi Jingde's unique style of non-stop, and he was almost out of breath.

This is a blow that can kill a god!
Beyond the limits of what he can handle at this time.

Imitate the ancient artifact to hit the magic whip?

Li Tianquan felt cold in his heart, but he didn't use the power of time to evade. He just ran away blindly, and he would only be beaten to death by the enemy in the end.

He has other means of coping.

Fighting has never just relied on supernatural powers and martial arts.

The magic weapon is a crucial part.

Can imitating the magic whip be able to defeat the sun-shooting arrow?
call!
Li Tianquan stepped forward and drew out his saber, at the same time Yinshen activated the sun-shooting arrow, which is a supreme weapon.

An unstoppable murderous intent surged in his heart, this big killer weapon he had encountered by chance contained almost endless killing intent.

Even if he has already achieved the realm of human immortality, when he uses it, he will have a great bloodthirsty desire, and if he uses it, he must kill someone!
His reddened eyes looked at Yuchi Jingde, this fierce god who could go down in history, and even ascend to the sky after death,

Shoot the arrows out of the sun, only the soul will be scattered, and there will be no end to death!

No one is spared!

As the thought flashed, the Eight-Length Black Golden Whip had already swept the spirit energy from all directions in the world, and came whistling with the domineering momentum of Tianzhu who could not be deduced.

"Boy, if you want to blame it, blame your bad luck."

"Give me death!"

An incomparably ferocious look flashed across Yuchi Jingde's face as the eight-edged black golden whip fell, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart.

What a joy it is to personally kill a rising star who is expected to be a martial artist, pinch his throat, and take off his head...

hum!
Suddenly his eyes blurred, and a golden light appeared in his pupils, like the morning glow at dawn, like a golden rainbow piercing the sky.

"This is?!"

It's just a ray of light, and you might not be able to notice it in normal times, but at this moment, all the practitioners in the entire Chang'an City were terrified, their scalps were numb, and they felt a bone-chilling chill, subconsciously looking in that direction.

"what?!"

Everyone could only see a flash of golden light, but Yuchi Jingde, who was close at hand, could see it clearly.

This golden light, as bright as the morning glow, was like a half-broken arrow, rushing out from the center of Li Tianquan's eyebrows.

With the spring and autumn sword intent, the imperial envoy shoots the ancient arrows of the sun;

With the power of time, mobilize the supreme murderous intent!
Yuchi Jingde felt a chill in his heart, his thinking completely froze at this moment, everything in the world slowed down at this moment.

The Broken Arrow, which was originally as fast as a golden lightning, fell directly towards the center of his eyebrows as if teleporting.

At the moment when the sharp edge was close to the center of his eyebrows, he felt as if he had walked into the twelfth lunar month naked, and the bone-chilling cold fell.

"This is the ancient sun-shooting arrow!"

Yuchi Jingde's mind was shocked.

But just for a moment of absence, powerlessness and panic surged up.

I felt that the golden light in front of me was like a waterfall like a sea, and the Golden Crow, surrounded by endless golden flames of the sun, descended in an extremely domineering and brutal way!

The indestructible murderous intent from ancient times flooded the sky like an ocean, and the ancient sun-shooting arrow came to the world again, with an indescribable sharpness and violence!
At this moment, all those who witnessed the arrow light felt in a trance for a moment, and felt that the golden light seemed to come out of an extremely distant ancient time.

That is the power of time!
Even Li Chunfeng was in a trance for a moment.

Seeing the Golden Crow fluttering its wings, it was a blow to the soul!
The power of time in the Spring and Autumn Sword Classic seems to have aroused the deepest mysteries of this ancient killing arrow.

Falling from the sky in a way that shakes the heavens and the earth and frightens the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons.

"Roar!"

Yuchi Jingde, a peerless god whose name has been passed down through the ages, forgot all his fears when he was about to die, and his angry murderous intent and unwilling tyranny climbed to the extreme.

He holds his left hand empty, covering all directions; his right hand wields an eight-edged black gold whip, with monstrous power, looking at the surrounding wilderness, his eyes are full of cruelty and unyielding.

"I, Yuchi, respect virtue and disrespect heaven."

"Under the whip of the God of Punishment, all ghosts and gods will be buried."

"Kill me!"

His long black hair flew upside down, his black battle robe rattled, and his battle armor clanged, making the sound of gold and iron colliding with his bronze-like skin.

The aura of the whole person climbed to the extreme, all the strength was boiling, and he struck out the most brilliant and powerful blow in his life.

"A mere junior, dare to kill me?!"

His eyes widened with anger, like a ghost coming out of hell, he slammed his iron whip and threw it at the sun-shooting arrow.

(End of this chapter)