Chapter 62: Killing Zhixuan in Ten Miles Long Pavilion (Part 2)
"I'll teach you how to use a sword."
Tang Hui actually spoke arrogantly in front of the sword demon, a master of swordsmanship who has been in the world for a long time. The old sheepskin fur man and the three corpse gods jumped up and laughed in anger. If Tang Hui luckily defeated him with magic, the sheep fur old man would be defeated even though he was defeated.
But if he beats him in swordsmanship, wouldn't it mean that his reputation as a sword demon will be wasted in vain, he will not be able to save it in the future, and his face will be ruined.
It is certainly not unreasonable for Tang Hui to speak so wildly.
The tongue-pulling hell of hundreds or even thousands of years of practice in the disillusionment formation of life and death, although it is just a dream, the experience of practicing and fighting is actually preserved in the memory. Compared with the old man in sheepskin fur, it is naturally more
There is still a victory but nothing less than it.
Tang Hui had already mastered the Xuan-level martial art "Xuan Tian Sword Jue" to its peak.
The sword, in addition to sword energy and sword gang, also has sword intention.
The first eight swords of the old man in sheepskin fur have obviously understood the meaning of the swords, and have slightly touched the threshold of the realm of celestial phenomena.
But Tang Hui, who was in the early stage of transformation, had six dantians, tremendous spiritual power, and even acquired spiritual treasures. Even the monks in the golden elixir stage dared to fight, and a monk who could only touch the celestial phenomena
To be honest, Tang Hui really didn't take Zhixuan seriously.
If it were the one from Beihai Emperor Wu City, Tang Huicai would not dare to take it lightly and go all out.
Tang Hui suddenly threw the Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword in his hand into the sky, with all six Dantian spiritual powers activated, he held the sword formula with both hands and muttered something in his mouth.
"Tai Chi generates the two rituals, the two rituals generate the four images, the four images generate the Bagua, and the Bagua transforms into infinity."
The acquired Lingbao Longquan Sword is actually in the sky. It gives birth to two, two gives birth to four, four gives birth to eight...
Continuously split into a new Longquan Sword, split again, split again...
The clear sky was cut into countless vertical and horizontal ravines in an instant.
The sword energy is raging!
Thousands of unparalleled Longquan swords emitted sword energy and wreaked havoc in the sky!
Spectacular!
Breathtaking!
The old man in sheepskin fur looked up at the sky, his face changed drastically, and he slapped the huanghuali wood sword box behind him repeatedly, fearing for ninety-nine and eighty-one palms, a strange-shaped long sword with strong sword power slowly came out of the box, the sword body curved
The song is like a green snake spitting out a message, its whole body is clear and clear, and it is as thin as a cicada's wing.
The old man in sheepskin fur held a sword in both hands, closed his eyes tightly, and his expression returned to the calm state of the ancient well.
The sword opens the gate of heaven!
The sky opens and the scene is full of splendor.
There are glazed necklaces hanging down, and dazzling golden lotuses pouring out.
A pillar of Tianmen suddenly fell to the ground.
When another pillar falls to the ground again, the Tianmen will be opened.
The old man in sheepskin fur was holding a sword with his hands folded, his face was bloodless, and the curved green snake sword was pushed into the ground inch by inch.
Tang Hui's eyes were focused, and he said word by word: "The Secret of Inviting the Gods."
Damn, this is unscientific!
How could this old man know this long-lost Taoist secret?
If the Nantian Gate is really opened, and the lowest level immortal who comes down is a heavenly immortal, even if he is an incarnation of a heavenly immortal with only one percent of his own cultivation level, he can easily defeat Tang Hui with one move.
He was beaten to ashes and his soul was scattered.
Cultivators regard ordinary people as ants, so why don’t immortals view people in the lower world as ants?
The old man in sheepskin fur forced his sword to open the sky gate, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he tried his best to pull another sky pillar down from an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Tang Hui pressed his hands in vain, and thousands of sword energies locked onto the old man in sheepskin fur, as if there was a rain of swords.
"hehe."
The old man in sheepskin fur, with his silver hair standing straight up, smiled, glanced at the donkey in the distance, and said, "Goodbye, old man."
The old man in sheepskin fur pushed the curved green snake sword again with all his strength, and shouted: "Please ask the immortal to come down to earth and subdue the demon."
The whole body of the old man in sheepskin fur was poured into the curved green snake sword. The green snake sword was overwhelmed, whined, and broke inch by inch. The old man in sheepskin fur finally died.
At the same time, another sky pillar suddenly fell, and a graceful figure slowly walked out of the sky gate, with a peerless appearance and a leering look.
"Nima, the wind is tight and it's blowing."
Tang Hui made a free move in the rain of swords, and the body of one of the Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword blended into the center of his eyebrows, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
The immortal who walked out of the Heavenly Gate continued to move forward, letting the rain of thousands of sword energy pour down upon him.
It's just that the sword energy without exception was smashed several feet above his head. When the last sword energy collapsed, it was only squeezed to a distance of one foot from the immortal's head.
The immortal faced Tang Hui, who had escaped dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his index finger, tapped it gently, and said calmly without any trace of human fireworks: "One finger cuts off the waves."
A huge ravine a hundred feet deep was torn into the ground, and it quickly spread to Tang Hui, who was dozens of miles away. Tang Hui had no way to avoid it, so he had to rely on the acquired Longquan Sword, a spiritual treasure, to strike out with all his strength, and the spiritual power of the six Dantians could not be saved.
Dare to have any reservations.
A nine-clawed golden dragon rushed out with a bang, and almost all the fingers were in the air. Tang Hui quickly took out six top-quality spiritual stones from his storage bag, threw them into his mouth with great distress and decisiveness, and quickly transformed them.
The immortal was slightly surprised and said: "The acquired spiritual treasure? There is an acquired spiritual treasure born in the lower world? It seems that this time the clone descends to the earth, it is not a loss."
This is not an incarnation of the immortal, but a clone of the immortal.
The difference of one word is like a world of difference.
The incarnation can only have one ten thousandth to one hundredth of the strength of the original body, while the clone can have one tenth or even one half of the strength of the original body. Even if Tang Hui is now a golden elixir monk, even the earth immortal will not be able to escape.
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The immortal's body swayed slightly, and he appeared in front of Tang Hui, only a foot away. He stretched out his palm and said calmly: "The immortal touches the top of his head."
Tang Hui could not avoid it, but the immortal was too fast and had no time to react.
Just now they were dozens of miles apart and could react a little, escaping from danger after danger. Now they were only one foot apart, just when Tang Hui's old strength had been exhausted and new strength had not yet been regenerated.
The Immortal slapped Tang Hui's Heavenly Spirit Cover with a palm, and blood flowed out from Tang Hui's seven orifices. The body that had just condensed could not bear the Immortal's heavy palm. Tang Hui's body quickly collapsed and exploded, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
Bone chips flew everywhere.
"The heaven and earth are infinite, the universe borrows laws, the spirit is immortal, and the soul leaves the body."
At the critical moment, Tang Hui ignored the blood spurting out from the corners of his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears, and kept his mind tight, silently chanting.
"Ha, it's interesting. Before you become a soul, you can actually leave your body." The immortal smiled slightly and found that the transformed little monster received a critical blow from his front, but only his body collapsed, but his soul was not disintegrated.
All of this can be attributed to the fragment of a jade butterfly the size of a fingernail, which inspired me to hear the sound of the great avenue for the first time.
"Forget it, I will personally come to collect the acquired spiritual treasure."
The immortal murmured to himself, then shrank his figure, rushed into Tang Hui's sea of consciousness on the Lingtai, and personally came to retrieve the acquired spiritual treasure hidden in the sea of consciousness on the Lingtai.
Tang Hui's sea of consciousness on the Lingtai was almost under the "immortal's caressing the top" of the immortal. It was on the edge of destruction. The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. It was dim and dim. The sea of consciousness of the Lingtai that had originally spread to a radius of two hundred feet actually shrank strongly, and it was about to start again.
Returning to chaos, only the small area where the fragments of the jade disc of creation sprouted, the air of creation circulated, maintaining the last glimmer of vitality.
The five uncles immediately sensed the invasion of outsiders and quickly pounced on the immortal who was striding in full of immortal energy.
At first glance, the immortal just stretched out his hand and stroked it, and five small snakes of different colors were driven away. The five indomitable uncles ejected again without any injuries. The immortal frowned, curled his fingers and flicked them one by one.
Hitting five uncles, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.
The immortal showed ecstasy and said overjoyed: "It's actually the origin of the Five Elements! It's just too small. I originally thought that the acquired spiritual treasure would be the biggest gain of this trip, but this monster actually possesses such a heaven-defying thing. How amazing! How amazing!"
The five uncles couldn't attack for a long time, and couldn't even get close to the immortal's body. They suddenly became extremely angry, squatted on the line, opened their big mouths, and sucked fiercely at the immortal.
The immortal's figure remained motionless, he smiled indifferently, touched his cloud sleeve, and whispered softly: "The universe is in the sleeve."
The cloud sleeves fluttered, and the bodies of the five uncles coiled up in a line were sucked into the cloud sleeves by the immortal. The cloud sleeves were swaying endlessly. I think the five uncles were still tossing in the cloud sleeves, but they were fighting left and right and still couldn't escape.
come out.
Tang Hui's trump card that had been tried many times failed to work. Standing in front of the germinating seeds of the only remaining fragment of the jade dish of creation, Tang Hui suddenly lost the connection between the five masters in his mind, and was at a loss for what to do.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and schemes become pale and powerless.
The immortal stepped forward again, heading towards the only glimmer of light left in the chaotic gray mist. As long as he crushed the soul of the transformed little monster, he would naturally be able to refine the origin of the five elements.
Tang Hui used all his mental power to unleash a huge orange mental thorn, which suddenly shot towards the immortal through the confusing gray mist.
There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of the immortal's mouth, and he used his left hand to activate the spiritual thorns that shot out, and then he held it, crushed it, and said slowly: "If you have any other means to suppress the bottom of the box, use them, let alone me."
Immortal didn’t give you a chance.”
The majestic spiritual power that Tang Hui was originally proud of was so vulnerable in front of the immortal that he was unable to recover.
The immortals are getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer.
Tang Hui holds the Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword in his hand and plans to make a final death struggle.
The immortal stepped into the last bright place with an expression of indifference to the common people, intending to thoroughly understand Tang Hui's soul, and said: "Hand over the acquired Longquan sword, a spiritual treasure, maybe I can spare your life."
Tang Hui sneered, holding the Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword with both hands, he raised the sword and stabbed straight into the immortal's throat, and said coldly: "We who are cultivators are going against the will of heaven. If the Buddha blocks the way, we will kill the Buddha, and if the God blocks the way, we will kill."
Gods and immortals block and kill immortals.”
Kill, kill, kill.
Three words of "kill" in a row, each one louder than the last, each one more serious than the other, and each one more firm than the other.
At this moment, Tang Hui only had the word "kill" in his heart, and his heart was as calm as glass, spotless.
The Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword was less than an inch away from the immortal's throat. It was like the scene was frozen and there was no way he could get closer. Tang Hui was sweating profusely, gnashing his teeth, and veins popped out on his forehead.
"Stubborn."
The immortal shook his head slightly, raised his right hand, and with five fingers like hooks, grabbed Tang Hui's head and said: "Shake Kunlun with your hands."
Ge Di, sudden changes occurred.
The outstretched hand of the immortal suddenly began to disappear silently. First the fingers disappeared, then the wrist disappeared, and then the arm.
The immortal was shocked and said in horror: "The Great Dao Formation, how can there be a Great Dao Formation here?"
Taking advantage of the moment when the immortal's mind was lost, the nine-clawed golden dragon of Tang Hui's acquired spiritual treasure Longquan Sword suddenly burst into golden light. The Longquan Sword suddenly advanced three inches and pierced into the immortal's throat; at the same time, the immortal's other hand
The five uncles among the Yunxiu finally broke free and their sleeves were torn into pieces. The five uncles' eyes were red and they bit the immortal without hesitation.
The immortal's eyes widened and he suddenly looked at the two emerald green leaves sprouting from the branches. His face was full of disbelief and he was trembling and unable to say a word.
Tang Huike kept stopping, fearing that the sword would pierce the throat. The immortal was not completely dead yet, so he drew the sword and stabbed it again, and then drew it out, and stabbed it, and drew it out again, and so on, until the immortal was completely stabbed into honeycomb, and then he stopped slightly.
Sweat like rain.
The five uncles are not idle. This is a real immortal body, a great tonic. Even if it is a clone, it is several times better than any treasure in the mortal world. They open their mouths and mouths, mouth after mouth.
Bite it, chew it, and swallow it whole.
The immortal fell silently with fear and unwillingness.
Tang Hui felt relieved and sat slumped on the ground. His originally majestic and willful mental power became sluggish. The sea of consciousness with a radius of two hundred feet on the Lingtai only had a foothold under his feet, and even his reshaped body was gone.
This battle was extremely brutal.
If he hadn't realized one ten thousandth of the sound of the Great Dao, the fragments of the jade disc of creation would not have sprouted, nor would they have produced the air of creation. Tang Hui would not have had the chance to counterattack and set up a pit with formations of the Great Dao to kill the immortals.
Been separated.
It was also this immortal who was too blindly confident and greedy. If he hadn't coveted the acquired spiritual treasure Longquan Sword in Tang Hui's hand, how could he have personally been involved in danger and died here.
Tang Hui raised his last bit of spiritual power. What heavenly and earthly treasures could be better than using the immortal's clone to reshape a new physical body?
With the first experience, it was natural to be familiar with the road the second time, but these five uncles had already eaten half of their bodies. Tang Hui glared at the five foodies. The five uncles restrained slightly, knowing that Tang Hui was the master of Lingtai's sea of consciousness.
, with long hair, swimming around reluctantly, turning back repeatedly to look at the half-body of the immortal clone.
Just half a piece, it's better than nothing, and use the best spiritual stones to make up for the remaining materials.
Tang Hui took out a trace of the aura of creation and punched it into the half-body of the immortal clone. He then picked up the storage bag that had fallen to the ground after the body collapsed. The top-quality spiritual stones flew out of the storage bag automatically.
Come out and throw yourself into the half-body of the immortal clone.
In just a cup of tea, a new physical body was condensed, which can be regarded as a semi-immortal body.
Tang Hui shrunk his soul into a yellow ball of light, threw it into the center of his new body's eyebrows, and began to fuse with this half-immortal body.