Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 600: Secret: Blade of Promised Victory

From their reactions to the aftermath of the sword energy, it was apparent that they were becoming stronger. You Chuhong and Xiao Meiniang stood in the front, their expressions calm and as steady as a rock. Dugu Feng, You Niaojuan, Ding Jiuchong, and the Zhou Laotan brothers stood in the back, their clothes rustling, their feet slightly sinking, obviously using their internal energy to resist. Then came Linglong Jiao and Shangguan Long of the Yingui Sect, and then Xiang Siren, Dong Cheng, Chai Shen and the others.

Chu Pingsheng, who was facing the mountain of swords, swung his sword seemingly casually. Where the purple light bloomed, a shimmering light wave passed like a tide and collided with the powerful sword energy.

To the onlookers, this scene felt awkward and unreal, because the tide flooding the embankment is a slow process, while the fight between the two men was extremely fast.

boom!
Puff puff.

When the sword energy and the knife energy collided, there was a deafening explosion at first, then the sound of broken energy friction, and then it turned into several whirlwinds that were half a foot wide, rolling up the dust on the ground and spinning into the air.

A look of shock appeared on Song Que's face, which had been suppressing his anger and hatred.

Chai Shao's sword energy was not stronger than his knife energy, but the problem was that the enemy was able to completely grasp the path of the knife energy and offset it with his sword energy. What does this mean?
That guy not only has extremely high skills, but his control over his body and perception of external energy have also reached a terrifying level of subtlety.

"The seventh move of the Heavenly Sword Technique, Pine Wind, Water and Moon. Hmm."

Song Que swung out another slash with his sword, and his starting move was similar to "Strength to Pull Mountains", but the intensity of the sword energy was much weaker. Just when everyone was doubtful and didn't understand why the power was weakened as the moves progressed, the sword energy was actually divided into three and shot towards Chu Pingsheng from different angles.

You Chuhong was secretly shocked, thinking that Song Que's control over the sword energy had already reached such a level? One sword became three swords. Facing such an attack, even if she could block it, she would probably be injured.

"Well, let's just use the Tianyi method."

Chu Pingsheng suddenly reached forward and everyone's heart seemed to be grabbed.

There is no doubt that this is an illusion, because the sword energy that split into three slowed down, it really slowed down, until the sword wind hit the face and the sword energy was approaching the body.

He raised his sword calmly and slashed it horizontally.

stab.

Just like a sharp blade cutting through a taut cloth, Song Que's three-in-one sword energy was completely cut by the purple-gold Zhanlu sword. The aftermath of the sword energy blew his blue shirt, the hem lifted up and slapped his body. His shoulder-length hair spread out behind his head, floating in the wind.

What kind of martial arts is this?
Even Xiao Meiniang, who knew him best, was stunned. She didn't understand the principle behind this method that could delay the sword energy.

Everyone was shocked, but Chu Pingsheng himself felt a little regretful. If he were in the world of Joy of Life, he would be able to lock on not only the small-scale sword energy that was transformed into three, but even the high-intensity sword energy like "Strength to Pull Mountains" would be able to be locked on.

There is no nuclear energy in the world of The Twin Heroes of the Tang Dynasty, only the vital energy of heaven and earth. His soul is not strong enough to travel around the world and control the laws of nature. However, the Dao Heart Demon Planting Method that has entered the Demon Realm can help him release his own true energy to a range of ten feet around him and control it. In this way, he can use the Tianyi Taoist method of controlling nuclear energy to control his own true energy and create a forbidden area, thus forming a more advanced defensive barrier than the invisible gas wall and the Heavenly Demon Force Field.

"The eighth knife."

He crossed his fingers.

Song Que felt unprecedented contempt.

He had never suffered such humiliation since his debut. He took a half step forward, lowered his waist and straightened his chest, held the sword in front of him, and poured his true energy into the blade. The crescent-shaped blade emitted a silver-white glow.

Boom.

A flash of lightning broke through the clouds, illuminating the blade and lighting up a line of ancient small seal characters on the back of the Heavenly Sword.

Whoosh!
Song Que was filled with murderous aura. He leaped into the air higher than Chu Pingsheng. He actually paused in the air for a while, then swish, swish, swish, and swish, and he stabbed five times in a row. The key point was that all these sword energies overlapped with each other, forming an umbrella containing destructive power. Under his push, it pressed down on Chu Pingsheng's head.

"Man and sword become one, the moon ascends to the tower."

Fan Qinghui couldn't help but shout out the name of the last move of the Tiandao swordsmanship. It was with this move that Song Que defeated Yue Shan, the tyrant swordsman, and became a master famous in the martial arts world, capable of rivaling the three great masters.

Back then he could only make three slashes with his sword, but now he can make five.

"good."

Chu Pingsheng praised, and the purple-gold Zhanlu sword in his hand turned into spots of light and dissipated. Facing the oppressive and fierce sword energy that was like a falling comet, he raised both hands, one blue and one red on his left hand, one black and one white on his right hand, and four streams of true energy diffused in front of his palms, one group flowing clockwise and one group flowing counterclockwise.

What kind of martial arts is this?
Xiao Meiniang was a little out of control, feeling that this young husband had endless tricks and never revealed all his cards.

She looked confused, and naturally the others were even more confused, but what was certain was that Song Que's powerful attack was suppressed by the two rotating light circles. Although Chai Shao's body was sinking little by little, the oppressive feeling of the sword energy was also weakening.

At this moment, a bright halo appeared above the halo on Mr. Chai's hands, which seemed to be the moderate and peaceful Buddhist energy.

The three halos were arranged in a V-shape, dragging up the sword-energy umbrella cover like three arms.

"Bah!"

At this moment, Chu Pingsheng roared, and the three rings merged into one, encircling Song Que's sword energy and tightening it suddenly.

Click...

Just like a piece of jade falling to the ground and shattering into pieces, the sword energy umbrella cover that was as solid as a substance turned into countless fragments.

Puff puff……

There were constant explosions of energy around Chu Pingsheng.

Song Que fell from the air, knelt on one knee, panting heavily, sweat on his forehead, but Chu Pingsheng was at ease, slowly descending, tapping the ground with his toes, stabilizing his body, and then he stretched out his hand, and in his palm there appeared an ancient, heavy, black, dragon-patterned precious sword. Fan Qinghui and Shi Feixuan only felt a surge of heat and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Song Que, it's time for you to taste my swordsmanship."

Chu Pingsheng lightly turned outward, stepped back slightly with his right foot, thrust the Dragon Slaying Sword forward, raised the sword slightly, and pressed the handle down.

"This opening move... Seventy-two Forms of the Tyrant Sword?"

"Yes."

Chu Pingsheng said: "Back then, Yue Shan was defeated by your sword and died of his injuries. Today, I will use his sword skills to send you to death."

As he spoke, his momentum grew.

call.

got windy.

When the wind blew up his skirt, cooled his blood, and blew away the life of the soldier with a broken leg, everyone looked at the knife in his hand.

The wind gathered from all directions gathered around the blade, spinning faster and faster, and stronger and stronger. You Chuhong, Xiao Meiniang, Fan Qinghui and others nearby felt a suction force pulling them forward, and they had to mobilize their true energy and stick their feet into the ground to stabilize their bodies.

Crash.

boned...

Crash.

boned...

The sky was dark and the ground was gloomy! Sand and rocks were flying everywhere!
Weapons, pebbles, green scarves wrapped around heads, and even the remains of soldiers were rolling around on the ground.

Chu Pingsheng raised the sword above his head, and wisps of white gas were injected into the Dragon Slaying Sword wrapped in the wind.

Song Que knew that if he only thought about defense while being locked by the energy and dragged by the whirlwind, he would surely die from this attack.

"Heavenly Sword, Ninth Style, Nameless."

As he shouted the name "Wuming", a blush appeared on his face and his skin seemed to be burning. He held the Heavenly Sword in both hands and ran forward with big strides.

pat, pat, pat.

The wind was blowing fast and loud, but his footsteps were clearly audible.

Running forward, bayonet in both hands.

There was no sword energy, no light or shadow, just an ordinary move, stabbing out towards the Dragon Slaying Sword that contained endless wind pressure.

It was still those four words, "ordinary", outsiders could not feel any force, but in Chu Pingsheng's mind, a knife broke through the barriers, and a miniature version of Song Que held the Heavenly Sword and chopped hard at a ball of black fire with a magenta core in front of him.

The swordsmanship has reached perfection, from reality to illusion, with the ultimate move of using the sword to cut people's souls. This is the ninth style of Heavenly Sword, Nameless.

The heroic and fierce sword intent tore through the soul flame and pierced into the magenta core in the middle. A crack appeared on the surface of the sphere, winding upwards, and finally exploded with a click, breaking into countless powders.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The virtual Song Que laughed loudly towards the sky.

"Alas, it turns out that masochists are the most suitable for practicing the Dao Heart Planting Demon Method."

"What's that noise? Why...why aren't you crazy?"

"Thanks."

As the word "thank you" entered his ears, the flames that were scattered by the sword intent and the falling magenta powder quickly filled in and gathered again, like a replay of a movie scene, and turned into a ball of flame that was overflowing with blue, red and black light. The flames at the edges rose up and turned into tentacles, which entangled the "Song Que" transformed by the sword intent. No matter how he chopped and chopped, he could not break free. In a blink of an eye, it burned into a ball of silver flame, which was swallowed up by the three-color flame that was countless times larger than him.

The confrontation in the upper dantian sounds complicated, but in the eyes of the onlookers it was only a moment. Song Que made an ordinary move with his sword, and Master Chai paused. The sword continued to cut down, and the wind lines lingering outside suddenly turned red. Tongues of fire emerged from the gaps between the winds, expanding rapidly and turning into a vortex of wind and fire that spewed out flames.

call……

Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and then flames came. The heat was so strong that Xiao Meiniang opened the Heavenly Demon Force Field, and You Chuhong danced the jade staff so tightly that it was impenetrable.

While Fan Qinghui was pressing the sword with both hands to block the strong wind and flames, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the wind surrounding the sword spread out, turning the area ten feet in front of him into a sea of ​​fire.

Wolf King Chuanmu, Tiger King Hasin, Snake Jisina, Song Faliang, Xiang Siren, Shangguan Long and others, as well as Sui and Song army soldiers, all units that were close to the battle group were retreating.

The scene was completely silent, with only the roar of wind and fire remaining.

It was not until the strong wind dissipated and the burning flames subsided that a charred body with only a human-like appearance fell forward, and then the crowd burst into exclamations.

Song Que... is dead?
After dominating the world for more than 20 years, the undefeated legend of Lingnan, the returning king, the God of Heavenly Sword, just died like that?
The Song family members couldn't believe what they saw. Many of the Li Liao tribe warriors also looked dazed. There was also Fan Qinghui, who stared blankly at the most handsome man in the world, with whom she had a relationship when she was young, but they could not be together due to their personalities. In the end, he was buried in a sea of ​​fire and disfigured beyond recognition?
(End of this chapter)