As soon as the sword in Xu Hong's hand came into contact with Wang Chui's sledgehammer, he knew that he was Wang Chui's nemesis. It turned out that Wang Chui was a sledgehammer and had walked a heavy road. He poured most of his strength into it.
Among the two sledgehammers, it can be said that he and the cultivators of the same level will not die but will be seriously injured as long as they are lightly touched by his hammer. This is really not a bit of technical content for Xu Hong, who has the Guiyuan Jue. In fact, all of this
It was all designed by Feng Ming. When he met Wang Zhui and Qin Lang when he was traveling in the world of overseas immortal cultivation, he recruited the two of them into his army. What he valued was that the two people had completely different approaches. A heavy hammer was strong and powerful.
, a long sword is light and flexible, and he can often understand the shortcomings of his own long sword from the competition between the two.
In order to better prove his swordsmanship, Xu Hong did not end this battle that he called a warm-up battle too quickly, and he also wanted to test whether his swordsmanship could easily remove the two hammers of the King's Hammer.
There is no doubt that without the devouring function of Guiyuan Jue, this is an arduous battle. Xu Hong's slightly thin figure was ejected time and time again by the Ruyi Sword in his hand. Ruyi
When the sword hits the sledgehammer, it always bends as much as possible. When it reaches the limit, it is ejected backward by the strong force of the sledgehammer. During this process, Xu Hong has been trying how to use the sledgehammer on his Ruyi Sword.
Only by removing his strength can he prevent himself from being ejected by the opponent together with the sword in his hand. After a few rounds, Xu Hong's arms were a little numb from the shock. Three words flashed in Xu Hong's mind - Tai Chi Sword, enter without moves.
After Xu Hong had almost forgotten all the techniques he knew, after being ejected many times, these three words magically and naturally appeared in his mind. Of course, what flashed in Xu Hong's mind was not Tai Chi.
The skill of the sword is his sword intention - using force to strike, he can move a thousand pounds in four ounces.
After having a countermeasure, Xu Hong tightly held the Ruyi Sword in his hand and stabbed Wang Chui again. Wang Chui saw Xu Hong taking the initiative to stab him, so naturally he couldn't let go of such an excellent opportunity easily and waved the sword in his hand.
The giant hammer hit Xu Hong as fast as possible. He believed that as long as Xu Hong dared to confront him head-on, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die. Wang Zhui and Xu Hong fought for several rounds.
It was Wang Zhui who was pressing down on Xu Hong. Wang Zhui, who had completely taken over the initiative in the battle, had almost forgotten how terrifying the person in front of him was. He even believed that he could kill the opponent under the two hammers he was most proud of.
In the past, Xu Hong used the elasticity of the long sword in his hands to avoid close contact between his body and his hammers again and again, but he believed that it would not happen this time. The speed at which the opponent stabbed him and the speed at which he hit the opponent were superimposed.
Together, it was definitely not something that the top-quality sword in his hand could withstand. He believed that he would soon see such a scene - the sword destroying people and killing people.
Close, close... The distance between them was getting closer quickly, and Wang Zhui's face showed a proud smile. It was the first time in so many days that a smile appeared on his nervous face, but soon he
His smile was just there. When the sword and hammer were infinitely close, the edge of the Ruyi Sword in Xu Hong's hand deviated slightly, and then his sword gently touched his hand holding the handle of the hammer.
With a loud "clang" sound, the sledgehammer in Wang Chui's hand fell to the ground. At the same time, Wang Chui's mouth also let out a heartbreaking scream. His feet were already a bloody mess. It turned out that Xu Hong's Ruyi Sword gently
Wang Chui's hand was shortened at one point. He was unable to hold the hammer, and the sledgehammer in his hand naturally fell downwards. Unfortunately, Wang Chui's luck was indeed not very good. The falling hammer hit him hard.
On the insteps of his feet, Wang Chui let out a heart-rending scream.
The huge pain had made Wang Zhui forget Xu Hong's existence. He didn't even dare to look at his own feet. He didn't expect that he would eventually break on his most beloved and proud sledgehammer. Now Wang Zhui only has one left.
One hand and a hammer could be moved. He raised his head and looked at Xu Hong, his expression still so painful. Suddenly he threw the sledgehammer in the last hand and looked very calm and said to Xu Hong: "You do it.
Come on! Just think of it as helping me end this pain!"
Wang Chui's behavior was greatly beyond Xu Hong's expectation. He understood in his heart that the injury Wang Chui was talking about now could only be regarded as a trauma. To a cultivator, it might not be considered an injury at all.
You can recover quickly by taking elixirs. Wang Chui, the deputy master of Lingfeng Temple, cannot live without all kinds of miraculous elixirs. Why is he so desperate? In fact, there are many factors that led Wang Chui to make such a decision. First of all, he actually injured his own body.
Hammer on; secondly, the pain made him wake up, and he understood that the other party was just trying his hand there, just like what he said was a warm-up, but the other party could easily kill Qin Lang, trap Feng Ming and kill him
It's just a thought of his; San Lai, his nerves have been too tight recently, and he really doesn't want to live such a life anymore. Since death is inevitable anyway, it's better to let death come sooner, because it feels like waiting to die.
Far worse than death.
"Okay, not bad! You take this elixir and you will be the master of Lingfeng Palace from now on." Wang Chui's calm attitude towards death also made Xu Hong change his previous thoughts. He felt that Wang Chui
He is a man of integrity, and it would be a good thing to let him control the Lingfeng Palace on his behalf to deal with the so-called Mountain and Sea Alliance. He saw a pill popping out of his hand and chuckled.
"What! Let me be the master of Lingfeng Palace!" Wang Zhui took the elixir thrown by Xu Hong and said in disbelief and surprise.
"Hurry up and take the elixir in your hand! Of course, if you don't want to be the master of this palace, you don't have to take it." Xu Hong said seriously, as if the elixir was poison used to control the hammer.
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhui threw the elixir into his mouth without hesitation. Originally, he was still waiting to see how the poison would poison him, but soon he was pleasantly surprised to find that he was picked off.
His hands and feet, which had been smashed with blood by the sledgehammer and were almost completely turned into a puddle of flesh, were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Only then did he realize that what Xu Hong had given him was not poison, but poison.
It is a holy medicine for healing. In just one cup of tea, Wang Chui's body was completely restored. He knelt down to Xu Hong excitedly and said: "I pay homage to my lord. From now on, whenever my lord has orders, Wang Chui will not dare to disobey. It's just
I still have something to ask for from Wang Chui, and I hope my lord will grant it."
"Okay, tell me!" Xu Hong said with a friendly smile.
"Well, Feng Ming is Wang Zhui's old boss. Can Wang Zhui not participate in dealing with Feng Ming?" Wang Zhui said in a rather sincere tone.
"Well! Although you are not convinced by Feng Ming, you are still very decent in handling things. I finally did not misjudge the person. If you follow me, I will not do anything to you and I will not ask you to sign a soul contract with me.
, just be your master of Lingfeng Hall, and I will convey orders to you at any time if necessary." Xu Hong said in a confident tone.
"Thank you for your lord's tolerance. Wang Chui will swear to be loyal to your lord from now on!" Wang Chui said to Xu Hong with gratitude from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, you have nothing to do here. Take your hammers and go back to Lingfeng Hall. Remember not to wander around there. The formation here will not be removed until I finish taking care of Feng Ming.
"Xu Hong sent Wang Chui away, and he was about to face the biggest boss in this bet with Long Yang.
"Wang Zhui understands, Wang Zhui is waiting for his lord at Lingfeng Palace!" Wang Zhui picked up the two hammers on the ground, bowed to Xu Hong again, got up and went to Lingfeng Palace.
After watching Wang Zhui leave, Xu Hong murmured: "Feng Ming, Feng Ming! Now it's time for the two of us to compete!" He knew in his heart that Feng Ming was by no means Qin Lang, Wang Zhui and his ilk could compare.
Yes, what is in front of him will definitely be an unprecedented fierce battle. He must be prepared for everything. Of course, he must first learn all the information about Feng Ming as much as possible. Xu Hong's original plan was to devour Wang Chui.
After remembering, he combined it with Qin Lang's memory to understand as much as possible about Feng Ming. Now it seems that he can only rely on Qin Lang's memory. Xu Hong gathered all the memories about Feng Ming in his mind, including of course
The three deacons remembered Feng Ming, and he wanted to do an in-depth analysis of Feng Ming before the war. In the end, Xu Hong came to the conclusion that Feng Ming was a senior fourth-level immortal cultivator in heaven and earth, and his natal immortal weapon was nearly seven years in length.
With the long sword of a ruler, his sword skills have already reached the point where he has no moves. No one in Lingfeng Palace knows how fast he can draw the sword. He has a calm, calm and conservative personality. The Lingfeng Palace under his leadership is very popular in the Shanhai League.
The ranking of forces belongs to the middle and lower levels.
Xu Hong also competed with Nie Tangzhuang's Sun-Shielding Sword Technique and won. However, although the long sword is close to him, he cannot simply equate it with a sword. After all, he also has a long handle.
It can carry out long-distance attacks. After Xu Hong carefully weighed the advantages and disadvantages between himself and Feng Ming, he still insisted that he had the strength to fight Feng Ming. He saw that he started to walk towards the pill palace that surrounded Feng Ming with firm steps.
go.
Feng Ming endured the torture of various hallucinations in the phantom formation. He tried hard to restrain himself and keep his spiritual platform clear, thinking about ways to break the formation. Of course, he was also always careful about the safety of Wang Chui, because Wang Chui was the one he was now confirmed to be alive.
The most capable subordinate is his real right-hand man. When Xu Hong saw Feng Ming sitting there motionless with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but admire this fourth-level immortal master. If ordinary people stayed in this kind of phantom formation for so long,
He was tortured crazy by those illusions, but he could sit there so peacefully.