"You are... the sword slave of the Mo family!" When Qing Yi saw Jian Shisan, his thoughts suddenly flashed to the rumor that he was the only sword cultivator in the world who could use the art of sword control.
Jian Shisan sneered: "It's Jian Shisan, the master of the Princess of Beiding Palace!"
Having said that, Jian Shisan pointed out the sword technique, and the wooden sword stuck on the ground suddenly transformed into infinite afterimages. Sword lights exploded from all directions one after another. The surrounding warriors were forced to retreat, not daring to stop at all. Donghuang stood there, with an invisible barrier surrounding his body. No matter how the sword shadow attacked, he remained unmoved.
Qing Yi was a little surprised. This was the first time he had seen Sword Thirteen. There had been rumors in the past. He knew that this person was known as the strongest overall strength among the sword slaves of the Mo family. Although his true energy could barely reach the master level, his true combat power was far away. An extraordinary master.
When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation!
Looking at the wooden sword stuck on the ground, it is still stuck on the ground. It can simulate such a realistic sword move, which is obviously the embodiment of practicing the use of zhenqi to the extreme.
Seeing that Sword Thirteen alone had forced everyone back, Qing Yi looked at himself and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's a pity that I couldn't meet Brother Thirteen earlier, so that I could experience the mystery of sword control firsthand."
"There are always opportunities!" Jian Shisan said seriously, "But before that, we have to escape from here. Brother Qingyi, can you withdraw on your own now?"
Qing Yi paused for a moment and looked at Jian Shisan. He felt that it was a bit shameful for the grandmaster to say the word "escape". Moreover, he was so strong, could it be...
Jian Shisan seemed to have seen through what Qing Yi was thinking, and said seriously: "The other party is Donghuang, and even the Grand Master may not be his opponent in front of him."
"Japanese people...are...really so powerful?" Qing Yi was a little emotional, but also a little unbelievable, but seeing his current miserable state, it was a reality he had to face.
"It's awesome, of course it's awesome! Don't take it lightly!"
"Have you finished speaking?" Donghuang in front of him finally spoke. As soon as he spoke, a strange scene appeared. I wonder if he was hallucinating. The eight-headed snake on his black robe seemed to be alive, and it suddenly expanded and enlarged its body. , bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards Jian Shisan!
"What?!" Qing Yi screamed, having never seen such a strange sight in his life.
Jian Shisan also took a breath of cold air and quickly circulated his true energy, turning into thousands of sword lights to surround and suppress the approaching ferocious beasts.
But these eight-headed monsters didn't seem to be entities, and all the sword shadows passed directly through without causing any impact on them.
Seeing him rushing towards the two of them, they dodged one to the left and the other to the right.
The eight-headed monster jumped to the ground, and a shocking explosion erupted from the ground.
The air wave rolled and Qing Yi was hit against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Jian Shisan ignored the other party, and his thoughts were racing: "If it is an illusion, it shouldn't have such a big impact? But why does the true energy have no effect at all?"
"Brother Qingyi, evacuate quickly. I'll cut off your rear. We'll meet up at the Beiding Prince's Mansion, where my young master has arranged everything for you."
Qing Yi was so angry that the wall behind him exploded, and a ninja exploded out. Hearing Jian Shisan's words, he was moved and held his hand from a distance: "I can't thank you enough for your kindness, but Brother Shisan must be more careful."
After saying that, Qing Yi turned into a line of light and shadow and evacuated quickly, but the eight-headed monster seemed to appear in the void again.
At this moment, the image of the eight-headed monster was dozens of times larger than before. The huge shadow covered the sky and almost occupied the entire street.
"How is that possible?"
Qing Yi shouted and flew back.
The same situation happened to Jian Shisan. He was also blocked by the huge image, and he could only retreat to the original place in horror.
With just two moves, Qing Yi was already shocked by Donghuang's power.
No matter what kind of magic this is, it can create such a huge image. If it uses true energy as the foundation, how much powerful true energy is needed to do it? I'm afraid it has already surpassed the scope of a warrior, right?
Qing Yi smiled miserably: "I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to leave so easily, causing Brother Thirteen to be trapped, and I cannot absolve myself of the blame."
"It's not the time to despair yet. The opponent's phantom seems huge, but it doesn't attack us directly like before. I'm afraid it's because it consumes too much and it can't be launched like before, right?"
Jian Shisan said coldly.
But is it really so?
Donghuang's expression changed now, and he suddenly looked back at a corner of the imperial city.
The huge shadow just now appeared and instantly became the center of attention of the entire imperial city.
Obviously, this was a mistake caused by Donghuang himself. He had already realized something and looked at the two people with a cold smile: "Let's leave it alone for today. If you can escape by luck, we will come back to decide the winner.
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After saying that, Donghuang's figure flashed and disappeared in place after a burst of thick fog.
The same goes for the rest of the warriors. Everyone fled in a hurry, as if they were avoiding something.
One second they were surrounded, and the next second there was no one left on the street. Such a big change made both of them a little confused.
"This...why is this?" Qing Yi asked.
Jian Shisan was thinking about it. Suddenly, he realized something, his face changed drastically, and he grabbed Qingyi and rushed to the sky!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and a shell suddenly landed on the street where the two of them were.
Boom! Boom...
Several rounds of artillery shells fell from the sky, and the entire street was swept away by air waves. Flames, sand, bricks, flesh and blood...
Divine cannon!
The huge shadow attracted the attention of the divine cannons stationed throughout the city wall.
These Shenwu cannons that were deployed in the imperial city in advance were specially designed for the Grand Master. A huge target appeared, and the Shenwu cannons everywhere could no longer hold back.
When artillery fire falls, gunpowder is the most irresistible divine punishment in this world.
Jian Shisan's movements were slow for a moment, and after flying ten meters, he was caught in the impact of the explosion. The two of them rolled around in the dark world and flew to nowhere.
Jian Shisan felt that he had already gone to the gate of hell, and his master's true energy had no effect at all in front of the cannonballs!
The person was thrown away like a dead leaf. After more than ten seconds, he fell heavily into a pile of rubble.
Fortunately, the Grandmaster's vitality was different from ordinary people. Although Jian Shisan was bruised and bruised by the impact of the Shenwu cannon, he managed to get up from the ruins, took a breath, coughed, and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
As for Qing Yi, he has disappeared and his life and death are unknown!
"Damn it!" Jian Shisan punched the ground hard. He came here for Qing Yi, wasting so much effort and taking such big risks just to win Qing Yi's trust!
This was not Bai Song's order, but Jian Shisan knew that Bai Song needed Qing Yi.
Tsing Yi is not only a master, the key is that he has recorded the essence of martial arts in the world. All the secret manuals of the Central Plains sects are in Qing Yi's hands.
Bai Song's Mad Dog Sword has become a style of its own. If he wants to improve, he needs Qing Yi's guidance.