Heavenly Dragon

Duan Siping stood in front of the tall dragon chair, looked down at the young man in front of him, his thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed, revealing his solemnity, and his tall body naturally exuded a palpitating power.

Nothing moved at all, staring at Duan Siping above with concentrated eyes, raised his left hand slightly, but there was no movement at all, which made Duan Siping feel very strange, this feeling of being incomprehensible and out of control made him His brow wrinkled even tighter.

In the end, he really didn't want to wait any longer. He was the founding emperor of Dali, with a peerless demeanor and arrogance to the world. He had never waited for anyone like this. This young man made him really annoyed.

If it is said that the previous action was just to punish this person who did not understand etiquette and disrespect the imperial power, in his heart he had never regarded the other party as a person worth caring about, so now he is punishing a person who makes him feel uneasy and makes him angry. This came into his eyes and deserved his attention.

This sliver of attention meant a more terrifying blow than before. He raised his right hand again, and this time extended his index finger, Shang Yang Sword.

The right index finger is the most flexible among the ten fingers of the human body, and is the most used finger. Except for a few left-handed people who are good at using their left hands, no one would deny that their right index finger is the most handy to use.

Shang Yang Sword is to store the internal force in the body in the index finger of the right hand, and then burst out with the movement of the mind. Shang Yang Sword is the most flexible and changeable, and it can best get the word "flexible" in swordsmanship when used, with light fingers Moving, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, making people unpredictable and inevitable.

Duan Siping moved, he used his actions to tell nothing what Shang Yang Sword was, and with a snort, an invisible sword qi shot out from his fingertips, and a sharp sword pierced nothing's chest.

Nothing's left hand has changed, its palm is still facing the big toon tree floating behind, trying its best to absorb the mysterious and unpredictable life force, the right hand is raised slightly, the movement seems to be very slow, but also very fast, the wrist slightly Bend, palms drooping, as weak as soft water.

When the arm was raised to the height of the shoulder, the five fingers of the drooping palm suddenly rose, a majestic force gushed out, and it turned quietly, from extremely soft to rigid, unpredictable and incomparably mysterious.

With a light swipe of his right palm, he wiped away the fierce sword aura that came from him, just like wiping away a wisp of dust stained on the seat, it was easy and natural.

But only nothing knows how difficult it is. What is wiped out is not a wisp of dust, but a sharp sword energy that can pierce gold and crack rocks, as if a person is trying to wipe away a sharp edge with his own flesh and blood. Sharp Jing iron, if you are not careful, you will end up with broken bones and tendons.

Chi Chi

Duan Siping's index finger kept moving back and forth. He stood tall on the top, looking down, as if a supreme god stood on top of a cloud, and stretched out his hand to write down a witty sentence, surrounded by thick clouds and mists. His body was tumbling and stirring, and it boiled under the sharp and horizontal sword energy bursting out from his fingertips.

Wu Wu kept wiping it with his right hand in front of him. With a slight movement of Duan Siping's finger, the direction of the sword energy emitted would change greatly. Wu Wu had to make a big movement to block it.

On the palm of his hand, it was as if he was holding a Buddha bowl. Under the clouds, he was struggling to follow the brush and ink swaying from the sky above.

In the back, Zhao Lin looked at this strange scene. Above, Duan Siping moved his index finger repeatedly, lifting it up and down, as if writing wild grass, and countless sharp sword qi kept flowing from his finger. Points burst out, sword energy was sharp, and they slashed straight down, densely packed, like a gust of wind and rain falling directly, and the thunder and lightning were huge and terrifying.

And below, Wu Wu's legs were spread apart, and he took a solid horse stance. His right hand kept wiping away, and those fierce and terrifying sword auras fell one after another, and all disappeared silently in his palm, and the wind and sea were calm.

Duan Siping frowned deeply. After such a long time, why is the true energy in this young man's body still so abundant, as if it is inexhaustible?

With a movement of mind, in his tall body, the majestic and mighty zhenqi rushes like a dragon, rushing through his inexplicably wide and powerful meridians, and bursting out from his fingertips.

Chi Chi

The sharp piercing sound became louder and harsher, and more powerful sword qi roared out, chopping down towards nothingness with even more terrifying power, the surrounding smoke billowed like a tide, Galloping like a horse.

Wuwu opened his eyes and let out a low growl. All the zhenqi in his body rushed towards his right hand without reservation. The sound was so loud that behind him, Zhao Lin even heard the sound of roaring and roaring, and the river was rushing.

On the other side, he raised his left hand without any scruples this time, facing Duan Zhengchun from afar. He was startled, and the sword energy in his hand also paused, but after a while, he didn't Feel something from this movement of nothingness.

Annoyed in his heart, his face was stern, thinking that the young man in front of him was actually teasing him, the movements in his hands became faster, and terrifying sword energy burst out.

His zhenqi also seemed to be inexhaustible. Behind him, the wide yellow robe fluttered, and the big green toon tree swayed suddenly, its branches and leaves whirled, and it made a wonderful sound like a silver bell, like a Buddhist chanting. , in the midst of this fierce battle scene, the light resounded.

The three of them felt calm and peaceful in their hearts for a while, as if they had forgotten that this matter was in the midst of a fierce battle, the sharp sword energy containing terrifying power, the tumbling clouds, and no trace of fireworks could be seen anymore. On the contrary, it seems to be following a certain rhythm, making people look kind and pleasing to the eye, and feel peaceful.

The ten thousand zhang rays of light poured down from the verdant green branches and leaves, and landed on Duan Siping's body, making him look holy and bright, ethereal and dusty, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, the fierce and terrifying sword energy seemed to be Lianzhu down, rushing out, but people seem relaxed and freehand, so free and easy.

<, at this moment, a feeling of blessing to the soul came to my heart.

The five fingers of his right hand suddenly closed together, the thumb, index finger and middle finger lightly twitched together, the Buddha smiled while holding a flower, but he did not hold a flower in his hand, but what he twitched was the real energy gushing out from the palm.

The majestic zhenqi gushed out from the palm of his hand, and when it was touched so lightly between his fingers, it was actually pinched together, forming a series of thin invisible qi, like a thin blade.

He twitched his fingers lightly, and then flung them forward casually, as if the Buddha picked up a beautiful and delicate flower, and threw it towards the people in front, spreading the Buddha's light and endless grace.

Whizzing

But as soon as this energy came out of his right hand, it was not the same thing. Without the free and easy freehand brushwork, the thin energy seemed to shoot out like blades of blades, whizzing forward, with boundless murderous aura above, attacking the world.

bang bang

The blade and the sword energy collided together, making the sound of fireworks exploding, and clusters of fireworks were wiped out, as beautiful and gorgeous as the fireworks blooming in the air.

Duan Siping was startled, his eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't know why the person below was suddenly so powerful, his inner strength came from it, why it hasn't been exhausted for so long, even hundreds of years of skill should be exhausted, how could he How is it possible to enter that mysterious realm of enlightenment like myself?

Suddenly, with a glance, he saw nothingness that had always been raised high, facing his left hand far away. He was not facing himself, but the big toon tree behind him.

Thinking of this, his complexion suddenly changed, it was extremely livid, and a thick layer of evil spirit permeated his face, and his whole body became hideous and terrifying, as if a beloved thing was suddenly shared by others, which made his heart ache. ,hate.

The big toon wood belongs to him, this is his only idea for more than a hundred years, no one can take it away, even if Shao Hua came here in person, he couldn't find it, no one in the world can share it with him.

Thinking of Shao Hua, there was a trace of fear on his face, that person was truly stunning, truly terrifying, and he wondered if he was still alive after so many years.

Hmph, he must be dead, no matter how amazing he is, he can only turn into a pile of loess in front of time, the most important thing is to live, there is hope in life, and life is the greatest capital in the world.

And the big toon wood is the only source of his life, and no one can get his hands on it. He roared, his black hair raised back, and his whole body was full of energy. It kept bursting out from his fingertips, this time, he moved both hands together.

The Six Meridians Excalibur was actually able to emit sword energy from all ten fingers of his hands. Seeing the sky full of sword energy falling towards him, it seemed that boundless weapons flew together, and the complexion of nothingness changed drastically.

"Flash!" He yelled, clawed back with his backhand, grabbed Zhao Lin in his arms, moved his feet, Lingbo stepped forward with slight steps, and the figure flickered. In this violent storm, Walk among boundless weapons.

Waves of invisible sword energy passed by his body. He hugged Zhao Lin with his right hand. The two of them seemed to be dodging in the hail of bullets. They might be hit at any time, and then died covered in blood holes. .

"Lingbo microsteps", Duan Siping roared, "You can actually lingbo microsteps, how dare you say you don't know Shao Hua", he yelled wildly, with a ferocious and terrifying expression, almost crazy.

The big toon tree is his most important thing, his lifeblood, and he absolutely allows anyone to touch it. Shao Hua is the person he fears the most, and the nightmare of his life. If it weren't for this person, he wouldn't be here After hiding underground for more than a hundred years, he was not even sure whether the other party was dead or alive, and he did not dare to appear outside.

His most important thing was actually touched, and the martial arts of the person he feared the most appeared here. His mind was in a state of confusion, he was insane, and he spat out mad sword energy, as if to destroy everything.