Volume II Wanzhou Wind and Cloud Chapter 155 Ten Thousands of Heroic Souls Casting Golden Body!
"Sword Qi Chengying! Three swords combined! Kill!"
Dongfang Yanyu stood up and killed with a sharp sound from his mouth. Three golden sword shadows hovering on the side formed a unique sword formation with him in the speeding sped! They guarded Dongfang Yanyu in it like lotus petals, and together they turned into an irresistible huge sword light, with golden light shining brightly.
Wherever the golden sword light went, a huge groove immediately cracked open at the stone slab under the competition platform, as if someone had slashed his sword! The wind and sand and fine sword light in front of him melted away like spring and white snow. Almost all the disciples of the Dongfang family who witnessed this scene were timid and dared not look directly!
Once the sword is released, all the world are ants!
"Die!"
The smoke, dust, wind and sand were all gone, and there was nothing else left in the field, only Shang Zhengyu!
Dongfang Yanyu, who was staring at the target, immediately showed a cold sneer, gritted his teeth and mobilized the little internal energy left again. After circulating a large circle in his body, he integrated into the sword force, and even condensed into the fourth sword shadow on his side in an impossible situation!
Although this sword shadow is very vague, it has brought the sword, which is already as if it is broken, to a higher level, and it has increased again! It is like a light rushing towards Shang Zhengyu! Even if Dongfang Jie and Dongfang Gu want to stop it, it is too late!
"not good!"
The few people reacted at the moment the fourth sword shadow condensed. Dongfang Gu moved the fastest, but the haze on his face became stronger.
After all, we still have to slow down.
Good, Dongfang Yanyu, you dare to use tricks in front of me!
"I just want to kill Shang Zhengyu in front of you. What can you do to me!"
"With the great elder Dongfang Huo supporting me, what can you do to me!"
Dongfang Yanyu felt relieved in his heart. Shang Zhengyu, who was close to him, seemed to have become the fish on his chopping board, and life and death were all in his thoughts!
If you like it, I just like this feeling of controlling the life and death of others at will!
Death, die, die, die, die, die for me!
"Who do you want to die with a dead shemale?"
A full of breath suddenly exploded in the audience. Everyone looked at Shang Zhengyu, looking forward to the face of anticipation, looking at Dongfang Yanyu, who was condensed into one with the sword light, smiling freely and flamboyantly.
Yes, it's expectation.
The storm of wind suddenly roared up beside him, sweeping across the entire competition venue! The vast aura was unprecedentedly strong, and everyone around him felt as if they were deep in the desolate desert grassland. Looking around, there was a decay scene!
Countless dead bones, broken and rusted swords and guns, bloody flags flew in the wind, and desolate and quiet Gobi battlefield!
It seemed like it had become a ruin of ancient war, and Shang Zhengyu was the last guard standing in the ruins!
Standing in the sword! Looking north!
"The silent battlefield is not wrong... This is the general's order!" Dongfang Gu's mind suddenly trembled in an instant, and suddenly he couldn't help but think of many things.
Both of them were in the center of the competition field, and Dongfang Yanyu naturally felt the strongest about this vast aura. His whole mind was pulled into this ancient battlefield the moment Shang Zhengyu burst into great momentum. There were corpses everywhere around him, which shocked him.
The most serious thing was that the huge sword light condensed with his sword force began to tremble slightly after he fell into this place, as if he wanted to surrender to this vast aura!
Dongfang Yanyu is not an easy person. He held the long sword in his hand tightly and instantly cleared all the distracting thoughts in his mind. He just stared at Shang Zhengyu tightly, accelerated his feet again, and shouted: "A trick of deceiving me, let me die!"
"Xiuyun Sword Decision!"
"Just to my wish!"
As Shang Zhengyu laughed, the big roc spread its wings and soared into the air. He absorbed all the vast aura that spread in the battlefield and in his body. In line with the inexplicable obsession in his heart, he kicked out at the coming sword light!
Shang Zhengyu felt that something in his body that was originally silent in his dantian suddenly moved. It was the token of the sect that Senior Brother Yue Nantian gave him before leaving! The cocoon burst out with a brilliant light, wrapping his body like silk, as if it condensed into a set of golden armor on his body!
At the same time, a figure came from nothingness. He was riding a war horse, holding a spear, wearing a cloud-patterned white tiger helmet, and wearing colorful gold silk armor! He couldn't see his face clearly, but Shang Zhengyu could feel his inner emotions intimately.
Loneliness and sadness, standing alone in the battlefield, looking around, a deserted place. But behind him, all the dead brothers turned into heroic souls and never left. Look, behind him was a forest of swords and swords, a loyalty!
Sharing life and death, and honor and disgrace follow!
The ambition to get into battle is to live to death!
"I finally understood that this is the true meaning of the fourth posture of Domineering Legs. This is the real thing-"
"One general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone!"
The heaven is in a panic, the great way is the first, and then there is true meaning, and it is superior to it.
The realm of ordinary skill that is tempered, the realm of momentum that has just become a major trend, the realm of true meaning is condensed, and the realm of Tao that is secretly in line with the realm of the great way!
This is the true meaning! This is the true meaning that is higher than the sword force! It is already above it!
The strong enemy Dongfang Yanyu encountered in the past was at most the first glance at the realm of power. How could anyone cross a great realm like Shang Zhengyu? After seeing this scene at this moment, Dongfang Yanyu was shocked. This person could actually touch him from a distance. It is impossible, absolutely impossible to reach this realm!
Dongfang Yanyu was sure that Shang Zhengyu was just pretending to be mysterious, and the tremor of the sword light in his hand slashed out at Shang Zhengyu, and hit a spear in his hand surrounded by thousands of heroic souls!
For a moment.
The sword light is cold, the rivers are broken, the waves are cut, and the mountains and rivers are flattened!
The spear is cold, the world is caved, the sun and the moon are shot, and the galaxy is falling!
A golden sea of light swept across the audience, and countless shattered sword lights were cruising in it, which was the sword force of the Oriental Smoky Rain!
"That's the sword energy Chengying! Or is it the oriental mist and rain that prevails?" An onlooker of the oriental family exclaimed.
"Hahaha, it was Dongfang Yanyu who won!" Someone was a little excited, and his face couldn't hide his pride!
At this moment, a majestic cyclone suddenly broke out in the core of the glorious ocean, wrapped in countless sword lights and swirled into the sky, like a long dragon sucking water, shocking the earth!
The core of the battlefield instantly began to collapse, ruins collapsed, mountains and rivers were broken, countless white bones fell into dust, and thousands of soldiers turned into powder! The center of the battlefield where the long dragon absorbed water was as the center, and it continued to spread outward, forming a pillar of light that held the sky!
Swallow, spread! Swallow, spread again!
The vast sword light began to disintegrate from the center, and the scattered fragments were swept into the sky by a whirlwind, turning into part of the light pillar that raised the sky!
In the light pillar that penetrates the sky and the earth, countless heroic souls can be seen vaguely roaring and roaring. It was them who used their souls to cast this huge light pillar that stood tall and stood on the earth. The broken sword light was like a cloak, which coated them with a thick layer of gold!
A desolate figure stood in the pillar of light, holding a spear in his hand, pointing at the sky and roaring!
"This is the true meaning... This is the true meaning condensed in the moves, and it is the concrete manifestation of the true meaning!"
Dongfang Jie was in a big heart! This was the first time he had seen someone from his peers who could use a real move, which meant that Shang Zhengyu's martial arts cultivation had completely reached the forefront of all the younger generations!
"It's really... amazing!" Wei Changge showed an intoxicated expression on his face, as if he was very happy to see this magnificent scene. He has always lived a free and comfortable life, and never put any ranking in his heart. All he wanted was to constantly experience the beauty of the world that exists in this world.
Shang Zhengyu gave him this feeling at this moment!
"Although I'm taking advantage of the situation, it's amazing enough. Second brother, your vision is still so accurate over the years." Dongfang Gu's face had a smile. He glanced at a six-story observation deck outside Wanglongyuan, as if it had a deep meaning.
...
"How is this possible! How is this possible!"
Dongfang Chu was already angry at this moment.
He was too far away and could not feel the vast aura emitted from Shang Zhengyu's internal strength. When he thought that the Eastern Smoke Rain had become an invincible person after condensed into the sword force, he did not expect that Shang Zhengyu actually used a skill with true meaning!
Dongfang Chu took a deep look at him for a last time, then turned around and left.
I remember you! Shang Zhengyu!
Chapter completed!