Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1422

Fang Qi slashed with his sword one after another. Although he failed to pass through the protection of Feigong every time, the terrifying power contained in the divine bone sword made Liang Hong feel so sad that he wanted to vomit blood. They were almost shattered by Fang Qi. Before he had time to repair his body, the other party attacked again.

A horrified look flashed across his face, and he saw Fang Qi's ferocious dragon face rushing towards him, the dragon's tail swept down, and he flew upside down, the terrifying force pierced through the holy weapon, and he coughed again A lot of blood came out.

Fang Qi in the distance also frowned. The other party's sacred weapon, Fei Gong, was indeed no small matter. It was like a monster-like magic weapon, and it could even be transformed into a treasured garment. Moreover, this treasured garment covered every corner of his body, even The corners of the eyes, lower body, ears, etc. are all protected, Fang Qi can only use this infinite vibration Zen to constantly consume the other party, intending to use it to shock the other party to death.

Moreover, Fang Qi also felt something was wrong. Although the opponent was a flower that grew up in a greenhouse like Wuyou Mountain, the opponent had a strong learning ability. Every time he attacked, he felt that the opponent had improved compared to the last time. Some, if it continues to be consumed like this, maybe the statute of limitations of my Reversing Fate and Transforming Dragon Art will pass.

The reason why Fang Qi dared to confront the opponent head-on was because he had the second layer of the Fate-Defying Dragon Art and Zhu Rong's real body. One plus one of the two is definitely not equal to two, and the opponent has never fought a life-and-death battle before. , is a flower in the greenhouse, and his combat experience and fighting thinking must be far behind his own, but now that the opponent has the holy weapon non-attack, Fang Qi's advantage has disappeared in an instant.

Once the quarter of an hour is up, he will fall into a terrible weakness. Thinking of this, Fang Qi's heart surges with anxiety. Down, the strong sword energy tore down.

At the same time as he unleashed this sword, scenes flashed through Fang Qi's mind. He saw the magnificent and glorious legends of the Wu Clan, giants picking up stars and moons, and gods and men walking by. Xinghe has seen countless ancestors' hard work and blue strands, creating each world.

His ears are full of everything he felt in the ancestral temple of the Wu Clan. There is the great joy after creating the human race, the generosity to fight against the darkness and move forward, the endless sadness of seeing the world wither, and more It is the sadness of countless heroes of the clan who fell into the infinite catastrophe one by one.

In front of his eyes, he saw the scene of Wu Clan being exiled to the wild world, seeing the scene of countless human beings being oppressed by all the heavens and ten thousand races, and seeing the tragedy of Wu Clan being besieged by the gods all over the sky. It's the desolation of a group that should have been supremely glorious and has come to the last step.

At this moment, the center of his brows suddenly became hot, and his whole body was full of vitality. As an ancient god pattern master, his energy was much stronger than ordinary people. At this moment, his energy At this moment, his spirit kept rising rapidly, and his understanding of the Dao of Heaven and Earth suddenly became much deeper. Countless Dao patterns gathered towards Fang Qi's eyebrows like dense lines. The center is average.

This sword combined everything Fang Qi had seen in the entire Middle Ages.

This is a boundless catastrophe.

This is a sad upheaval.

Sweeping the entire universe and the Three Realms, it moved people.

This kind of spirit was integrated into his sword energy by Fang Qi. For the first time, Fang Qi suddenly realized at this moment that this was his first sword technique, and the moves that Yiyuan should have in the follow-up.

Yuanshi Shentu Sword, the first sword.

Everything turns into one yuan!

Yuanshi Shentu Sword, the second sword.

Yin and yang rise and fluctuate together!
At this moment, Fang Qi's Yuanshi swordsmanship evolved into the second form. The vast sword light sweeps the world, his sword energy hangs obliquely from the sky, falling like a crescent moon, and the extremely fierce sword light suddenly becomes chaotic. Cut off the light!
The slash of the sword immediately caused Liang Hong, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, to change his face drastically. He was almost used to Fang Qi's swordsmanship. It was all that sword, but I got a glimpse of mystery from it. After all, he is a giant in the Dao Palace. A sword shattered, but even so, he was still a giant in the third level of the Taoist Palace, and the giants of the Taoist Palace cannot be bullied!
However, at the moment when he saw Fang Qi's sword light, he suddenly discovered in a daze that Fang Qi's sword technique and the previous sword technique turned out to be completely rebellious, completely opposite sword techniques!

Fang Qi's sword technique just now is the birth of all things, the creation of heaven and earth, and the self-generation of one element. It is a kind of exuberant vitality and joy, but this sword is completely different.

When the sword was struck, Liang Hong's face was blank. In this sword, he felt the majestic catastrophe, saw the murderous intent of yin and yang disorder, and saw the catastrophe sweeping the universe!

The artistic conception in this sword was too vast, causing the demon barrier in his heart to skyrocket again, turning into a haze, always suppressing his strength, making him feel uncomfortable.

This desolate and tragic sword slashed, and he immediately urged the holy weapon non-attack, trying to block Fang Qi, he himself did not expect that his majestic giant of the third level of the Dao Palace would deal with a cultivator in the Purple Mansion who did not yet have the secret realm of the Dao Palace , has reached the point of relying heavily on the holy weapon non-attack.

In Yi Lao's words, the demonic obstacle in the opponent's heart will only become deeper and deeper, unless the opponent has great perseverance, abandons the holy weapon instead of attacking, but kills himself with dignity, otherwise this shadow will always exist.

boom!
With this sword strike, the holy weapon Feigong seemed to have felt the vigorous energy contained in Fang Qi's sword, and it was shining brightly at this moment.

when!
The bright light was accompanied by a terrifying roar that was a few seconds behind, shaking the entire grassland, and a terrible atmosphere swept across the grassland, forming a sandstorm.

Fang Qi stood motionless on the spot, but Liang Hong was beaten upside down, with blood gushing from his mouth. What was even more frightening was that Fang Qi's sword was so powerful that it even affected Liang Hong.

This sword was aimed at the spirit, and directly invaded Liang Hong's sea of ​​consciousness. The extremely tragic sword energy instantly stirred Liang Hong's sea of ​​consciousness into chaos. Fang Qi's sword just now echoed forever in his mind. Jiebo kept rippling in the lake of his heart, and he could no longer control this holy weapon, Fei Gong, only to see Fei Gong transformed into an inconspicuous square black box the size of a fist, and it fell down with a thud. By Liang Hong's side.

Liang Hong struggled to get up, there was no scar on his body, but he couldn't move, his Adam's apple moved up and down, struggling to ask:

"This... this is... what... what... sword... method?"

Fang Qi fell from the sky and said softly:
"This sword is called yin and yang, which rises and fluctuates."

(End of this chapter)