I want to embrace the moon for nine days

The starlight in the sky flowed behind Su Hanshan, first forming a circular frame, and then thousands of stars rotated and changed inside, gathering and dispersing.

Sometimes it is like a blue dragon, a red bird, a black tortoise, or a white tiger; sometimes it is like the Southern Dipper, the Northern Dipper, a celestial chariot, or a compass.

The stars changed, like various totems, and the Pure Yang He Dao Pill also emerged among the starlight, either at the head of the Azure Dragon, the mouth of the White Tiger, or at the tail of the Vermillion Bird, and the end of the Big Dipper.

With the weight of pure yang, it always leans towards one end, leaving the other end empty, calling for the mystery of the moon between heaven and earth.

"You are just playing tricks on me. This is the extent of your foundation. Your bloodline cannot be squeezed. Just surrender. I, the prince, will spare your life because of your courage. I will train you into a war slave. It will be a supreme honor for you to follow me in battle in the future!"

At the beginning, there was some room for avoidance of the Seventy-third Prince's Xuanming Falling Technique. However, as he attacked more and more times, the layers of space around him had become as rotten as iron sheets that would fall off at the touch of a finger.

But the fragility of rusted iron does not mean it does not exist. Rust accumulates in irregular patterns and causes obstacles in unexpected places.

Given Su Hanshan's physical skills, if he wanted to retreat normally, he would feel that the surrounding space was suddenly unable to bear his weight and he would feel like he was slipping and falling.

If he wanted to stand directly on the origin of the void, as soon as he moved, he would encounter accumulated rust, and layers of mysterious energy would erupt from inside, interfering with his body.

As he zigzagged through the hall and dodged seventeen attacks, there finally came a moment when he had nowhere to retreat and was caught up by the opponent.

The rusty ash caused by the corrosion of space was floating around.

The Dragon Prince's palm emerged from the countless dust. The dragon scales on his palm were a thousand times darker than the black rust, bringing an ominous omen that it was still not satisfied with devouring all the light.

Just as this palm brought with it a contemptuous dragon roar, when it slapped down, it did not hit Su Hanshan, but hit the crescent moon.

Clang! ! !
The black dust suddenly dissipated.

A brilliant golden light burst out from Prince Long's eyes. The expression on his face was tense to the extreme in an instant. His right hand was still grasping the crescent moon, and he did not have time to retract it.

He couldn't even describe what he felt in his palms at that moment.

So hard, so sharp, and... so cold!
For the Yu Yuan clan, who were able to undergo the tempering of the Sun's True Fire and achieve the ultimate perfection, and cultivate the Mysterious Nether Dragon Scales, it is probably hard to imagine that, in the same realm, there is any attack in the world that could be colder than theirs.
Prince Long felt it today. It was not a coldness at the material level, or even at the level of time and space.

Rather, it is a kind of cold beauty that astonishes the world, transcends the vulgarity, adds the finishing touch to the heaven and earth, and leaves blank space for the universe!
"What's this?!"

Prince Long did not want to grab the crescent moon. No matter how confident he was, if he could have sensed the existence of the crescent moon in advance, he would not have allowed his hand to just touch it head-on.

But the crescent moon appeared too quickly, leaving him no time to react. He could only roar in anger after the matter was done.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?!"

That is definitely not a sword technique, but a knife technique. A sword has two edges, if one side is useless, the other side can be used. It is a kind of margin and a kind of foundation, but it also lacks the decisiveness of a knife.

No need for a spare blade, just one cut is enough.

The radiance of the knife only existed for an extremely brief moment and faded away in an instant.

But at the same time as the light faded, the mysterious magic on Prince Dragon's right hand shattered, the dragon scales broke, and purple blood flew everywhere.

Half of a severed palm flew into the air.

Prince Long only had a thumb left on his right hand. The other four fingers, along with half of his palm, were out of his control due to the residual effect of the previous knife.

At this time, Ma Jiugong had just broken the restriction of the sixth layer of the tray. Six flying knives were evenly inserted into the corners of the tray, as if six petals were added to the tray. He was about to reach out and grab the "Tongtian Youdaoxiang" away.

Suddenly, half of a severed palm fell into Ma Jiugong's hand. He subconsciously took away the severed palm and the spices together. After taking them away, he realized something was wrong and sensed the charm of that knife.

"Blue Dragon and Crescent Moon, Love in a Fallen City?!!"

Ma Jiugong turned his head in surprise and saw Su Hanshan raising his sword to the sky with a cold look in his eyes. The star totem behind him took on the shape of a blue dragon.

Love in a Fallen City is also the unique skill of the founding military god of the Great Chu. It is said to come from the same inheritance as "Three Wonders of the Military God".

Different from the initial simplicity of the Three Wonders of the God of War, Love in a Fallen City has been a sword technique with a heavenly charm from the very beginning.

When the God of War was young, he didn't even have the ability to master this sword. It was not until he was later granted a title of nobility and appointed a general, and received guidance from the founding supreme ruler, that he was able to sublimate this move into an immortal magical power.

However, this immortal magical power requires an incredibly fast sword strike, with a physical blade that is like light and electricity, and involves the secret of time. It can only be performed with a tangible and intangible, specially cast Qinglong Yanyue magic sword.

Not to mention when Su Hanshan cultivated the military god's martial arts to the level of immortal supernatural powers, the sword in his hand could not even reach the standard of the Azure Dragon Yanyue Substanceless Divine Sword!

"In this world, there is actually a love story that has reached this level..."

If Su Hanshan told others what he was thinking at that moment, no one would believe him.

Because before he made the move, he wasn't quite sure what kind of move he would make.

He used the latest chapter of "Universal Sword Scripture" to call upon the immortal power between heaven and earth, but he could only be sure that the power he called upon had similar properties to the second immortal magical power he wanted to create.

But even if the power is 99% similar, the manifestation may not be the same.

Su Hanshan really didn't expect that he would use this move.

Fortunately, the Tiangong Gears instantly unified and controlled the four basic forces. In addition, the surrounding space structure, which had already been messed up by the power of Xuanming's fall, in disguise satisfied the conditions for Qingcheng Zhilian to attack.

Otherwise, when he cut halfway with his sword, given the quality of the Blood-Red Mandarin Duck Sword, it would probably have shattered into pieces without leaving any residue.

"Hahaha, Qing Long Yan Yue slays the demon dragon. This is the perfect time for this scene!"

Su Hanshan laughed a few times, lowered his right hand, dragged the sword forward, and swooped down.

Prince Long was horrified and turned into a seven-foot black dragon, flying into the air.

Yu Yuan’s great art, the mysterious and mysterious dragon.

He crashed into the level of the origin of the void, but instead of responding to the crest of the void tide, he looked for the empty place where the tide rose and fell.

The dragon swimming in the dark seems to be extremely mysterious, without sound, force or trace, and wherever it passes, there is no obstruction.

The space inside this hall has become based on the silver-white color of the origin of the void, and the figure of the black dragon should have been particularly conspicuous.

But he came and went in this silver-white space in a flash, like a dragon with no head or tail. It seemed as if he was split into thousands, and it was impossible to tell his true form from his fake one.

If this Golden Pan Palace had not been built by a ninth-rank great power himself, Prince Dragon would have been able to escape thousands of miles away in an instant just by using the Mysterious Nether Dragon.

Although Love in a Fallen City is known for its extreme speed and unparalleled sharpness, its attack range is relatively limited.

Su Hanshan saw him dodging and had no intention of chasing him. He turned slightly and rushed to the side of Mother Wu Ling and slashed at her with his sword.

When the battle broke out just now, Holy Mother Wu Ling had already stared at Ma Jiugong. The wooden staff in her hand was slightly tilted, and a colorful light seemed to appear and disappear on the tip of the staff. A strange power was being drawn in, ready to be unleashed.

This kind of power made Ma Jiugong, who was eager to break the forbidden spell of the tray, temporarily ignore her existence.

If nothing unexpected happens, she can completely defeat Ma Jiugong and seize the Youdaoxiang at the same time as he breaks the forbidden spell of the tray.

But at that moment, the Dragon Prince's broken palm flew over, and the Xuanming dragon scales were actually cut off by a single knife.

Ma Jiugong was startled by the knife, and Holy Mother Wu Ling was also startled by the knife.

Then, the black dragon escaped and Su Hanshan arrived in front of her.

clang! ! !
The emerald green sword was hastily blocked by the wooden staff, making a loud noise.

The Holy Mother Wu Ling trembled several times, blood oozing from her mouth and nose, and she shouted angrily: "Prince, are you ignoring the Taoist Staff?"

After Yu Yuan Long Ting destroyed the Voodoo Sect and seized the inheritance, even the old Dragon Emperor was quite interested in the Voodoo Sect's great artifact, the "Dao Zun Poison Staff".

Unfortunately, over the years, none of the dragon descendants of Longting have been able to gain recognition from this great divine weapon.

Until the appearance of the Holy Mother Wu Ling, who was a true disciple of Voodoo and a member of the Dragon Clan, was recognized by the Hongdao Divine Artifact and was willing to join the Dragon Court. She was simply a godsend.

Although she was a celestial being, with her own uniqueness and the replica magic weapon in her hand, she could draw on a little power of the artifact to compete with a seventh-level strongman. That was why Prince Long was relieved to let her appear outside his secret realm, and she was also a great help.

Su Hanshan's sword only made her vomit blood, which was enough to prove that her strength was not inferior to Hu Yutang.

But she was not sure if she could withstand Su Hanshan's second sword.

In order not to affect the artifact's recognition of Our Lady Wu Ling, Our Lady Wu Ling's self-aura was not placed in the Dragon Court.

If she died here, she would never be able to be resurrected, and her hope of controlling the voodoo artifact would be dashed again. Even the Dragon Emperor's opinion of the seventy-third prince would be greatly affected.

The Dragon Prince roared, and thousands of dragon shadows appeared and disappeared, surrounding and sweeping over.

The blade in Su Hanshan's hand flashed, turning from a slash into a stab, and the tip of the sword pierced directly into the wooden staff of the Mother of Wu Ling.

Ding! ! !
To Mother Holy Mother Wu Ling, his sword was like a force of steadiness that kept her body fixed in place. Her surface seemed to be covered with a layer of green light, making it difficult for her to move or escape.

And at the point where the sword tip and the wooden staff collided, it was like a long flowing river, turning towards the cliff, emitting countless drops of green sword energy.

The sword energy shot out in all directions, colliding with those real and fake dragon shadows.

"That knife just now..."

The Dragon Prince's voice suddenly became excited, and it sounded synchronously from all around, reverberating.

"The immortal charm of that sword has receded from you. As expected, you still only have one immortal magical power, which is pure yang energy."

"You can't perform that secret forbidden technique just now!"

The figure of Prince Long suddenly appeared behind Wu Lingsheng. He slapped the back of Wu Lingsheng with his broken right hand and slapped his own broken palm with his left hand.

The expression on his face was painful, fierce and extremely ferocious. He actually injected his Xuanming dragon blood and potential blood essence into the body of the Holy Mother Wu Ling.

The colorful light on the top of Mother Wu Ling's wooden staff suddenly became brighter and floated like a tentacle, emitting a rainbow-like light gas in the surroundings.

The blood of a true dragon is the essence of heaven and earth, and the blood of a Xuanming dragon is the most extraordinary essence of the extreme yang and the opposite yin.

No matter what kind of weapon, medicine, or poison it is, once stimulated by the Xuanming Dragon Blood, it can be transformed on the spot and reach a higher level.

And now, this bit of colorful light was originally borrowed from the power of the voodoo artifact. After being blessed by the blood and essence of the Dragon Prince, even if it did not undergo any transformation, the total amount of poisonous power that erupted increased by more than one level.

The roars of Prince Long and Mother Wu Ling came out almost at the same time, and the wooden staff shook forward sideways.

Su Hanshan's sword slightly bent, and his figure was bounced backwards.

Then, a wooden stick came flying into the air, the tip of the stick was spinning, and colorful lights were swirling around.

In the distance, blood boiled and three flying knives appeared out of thin air, nailing onto the top of the staff one after another.

The three knives were originally intended to attack the vital points of the person holding the staff, but they were attracted by the colorful light from the staff head and automatically flew into the colorful light, dissolving into nothingness.

Poison is an evil thing that harms life.

However, the poison of voodoo artifacts has an unparalleled appeal to all life.

Even a fatal flying knife, as long as it is launched by a living thing, cannot escape this temptation.

The three flying knives could not hinder the speed of the wooden stick at all.

Su Hanshan did not dodge. He sheathed the long sword in his right hand and let the wide sleeve of his left hand fall down like a scabbard, hiding the blade.

A strange picture appeared in the star totem behind him, like two starlight whirlpools colliding with each other.

One vortex looked like a deformed and skinny monster, and the other vortex looked like a weapon and a demon. After the collision, they suddenly merged into a pure white full moon.

Just as the starlight collided and the full moon expanded, his sword had already slashed out along with the expanding moonlight.

When the wooden stick hit him, he neither saw where the sword blade was nor where the human figure was.

The other person's entire figure seemed to melt into the center of the moon.

The demon attacks the seven evil spirits, the bright moon swallows the two stars...

The art of cutting the sky and drawing the sword!
This is a magical power cultivated by an extremely powerful person in the Assassin Path, one of the thirty-six paths in the Middle Ages.

Legend has it that after he cultivated into the secret realm of the void, he spent many years painstakingly accumulating and shaping two celestial bodies, the Heavenly Demon and the Seven Evils, which ran for seventy-seven thousand four hundred and ninety years according to the rhythm of heaven and earth, and then caused the two stars to collide.

Taking advantage of the bright moon's pulse, he swung his sword toward the sky, shattering the binary star fragments again and again.

The power of the moon, the strength of the sword, and the remains of the stars were all devoured into his body. He sublimated the art of cutting the sky and drawing the sword into an immortal magical power. He dominated the world for a time and became famous throughout the wilderness.

Prince Long did not recognize the Love in the City, but he recognized the sword.

But it's too late.

The sword had already chopped off the top of the wooden stick.

The wooden stick broke into two pieces from head to tail, shattered into pieces, and with a flash of colorful light, it crashed back.

The entire body of Mother Wu Ling turned into a blurry ball of colorful light, and was hit by the sword force, becoming covered with cracks.

Prince Long's eyes were red with anger, and he tried to dodge desperately, but an infinite force had already been transmitted to his hands and went straight to his chest and lungs, causing him to lose control of his body and fly backwards.

boom! ! ! !

A colorful ball of light, carrying the black dragon prince, crashed into the beams of the palace.

The black dragon roared and bared its fangs and claws, unable to break free. Only one roar, more violent than the last, erupted from his body.

Boom boom boom boom! ! !
The beams of the palace finally exceeded their bearing limit and a big hole appeared with a loud bang.

In a short distance, the speed of the sword's sword technique, Zhan Tian Ba ​​Jian, is actually inferior to that of "Love in a Fallen City".

However, the sustained force and the depth of focus of this sword far surpass those of "Love in a Fallen City".

Draw the sword to cut the sky, draw the sword to cut the sky!
No matter how many layers of clouds there are in the sky, I can cut them all off with one sword!
In the mountains of the pure fox clan.

The two huge hands, one blue and one black, were still changing and fighting, causing countless scenes between heaven and earth to flicker and shift.

The powerful void masters from various major forces have already taken their followers and disciples into the secret realm and are paying attention to the situation here.

The Fox King of Weiguang saw that the fight between the two of them was getting more and more intense, and it was not just a simple test, so he had no choice but to take Hu Buzhi and go high into the sky to meet them.

"You two, whether it's the Great Chu Border Army or the Yuyuan Dragon Court, they are all people of status. Why are you here in the middle of the night to show off your anger?"

The Fox King of Glimmering Light raised his hands in the air and said, "If you want to fight, there will be a suitable place in the future. Please give me some face today."

He secretly wanted to send a message to Zhang Yannian, mentioning the matter of the previous saint's golden medal, so that Zhang Yannian would be the first to restrain himself. It would not be a big deal to suffer a little loss, as the saying goes, suffering a loss is a blessing.

At this moment, a roar like a huge bell suddenly came from the Golden Palace with mountains as pillars in the distance.

From afar, I saw a black dragon being hit by a ball of colorful light. It groaned and roared in pain in mid-air, flying higher and higher.

The two long eyebrows of the Glimmering Fox King suddenly floated up to the sky, and his expression changed drastically.

The Dragon Court Guardian was even more anxious. He raised his big black hand to stop the Black Dragon and exclaimed, "Prince?!!!"

(End of this chapter)