Chapter 45 The warriors are late and want to borrow the world for fifty years!
The thirty-sixth floor of the Sword Tower, ranked by strength.
The combat power of Jiang Guihai, the owner of the second floor, is second only to Bai Yumo, the owner of the first floor, on the thirty-sixth floor.
At this moment, his sword descended from the sky, and his sword energy soared into the clouds.
However, the sword descending from the sky was held up by one of Yao Lao's palms, and was fixed in the void, unable to fall.
Let this sword dominate heaven and earth, and Yao Lao will remain as motionless as a mountain!
"boom!"
In the end, the sword descending from the sky turned into the vitality of heaven and earth again and dispersed in all directions. The strong wind blew by, causing the surrounding building owners to take a few steps back.
"Yao Lao's abilities are truly extraordinary. No wonder Qingzhou was known as the invincible back then!" Jiang Guihai, the owner of the second building, sheathed his sword and looked solemn.
This old man's strength was far beyond his imagination.
Yao Lao retracted his palm, shook his head and said: "It's not that I am strong, it's that you are too weak! The successors of Lingyun Sword are really inferior to each other!"
Jiang Guihai's face darkened, but he was speechless. After all, Yao Lao took the sword with one hand, and he had no way to refute, so he just snorted coldly.
The masters of each building and the experienced disciples on the thirty-sixth floor were all frightened at this time.
Although he knew that Yaolao was powerful, he never thought that he would be so strong that even the second building owner, Jiang Guihai, could not do anything to him!
"Yao Lao's strength is indeed extraordinary. But this Yao Lao disciple, Mo Que, has committed the death penalty of our Sword House. Could it be that Yao Lao really intends to be unreasonable and rely on his strength to survive?" Lin Wentian, the owner of the third building, said in a deep voice,
There is a long sword behind him, ready to move.
"Principle? What is truth?" Yao Lao said disdainfully: "I have already said that fists are the greatest truth!"
These people are ruthless and have framed everyone, but they want to reason with him? How ridiculous!
It's not that Yao Lao is really unreasonable, it's just that with these hypocritical people, fists are more useful than reason!
"Yao Lao, you are already old. If you really want to rely on your strength to make sense, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it!"
At this time, the posters who had been watching stood up and came behind the second and third posters.
After seeing Yao Lao's strength, everyone knows that none of these posters is Yao Lao's opponent.
Only by joining forces can they defeat Yao Lao today and kill Mo Que!
"I didn't expect that the sword tower has been passed down to this generation, and the owners of each tower have become more and more unbearable! They are all despicable and narrow-minded people, and they cannot be used for great purposes!"
Yao Lao took a step forward, but when his steps fell, the earth trembled.
He shouted coldly: "You want to join forces to deal with me? But among all of you, who has ever seen a real martial artist!"
"Mo Que's crime is extremely heinous and should be punished as it should be. Since Yao Lao is so arrogant, it is impossible to judge by strength. We can only use our strength to suppress Yao Lao together!"
The swords behind the poster were all unsheathed.
A total of more than a dozen landlords drew their swords, and more than a dozen swords activated the power of heaven and earth at the same time, causing strange phenomena to appear in the heaven and earth. Flying clouds surged above, and thunder rolled from the sky, showing heavy pressure, like the wrath of God!
"Sounding!" Yao Lao shouted angrily with disdain: "If you want to join forces to kill me, just do it, why do you need so many excuses?"
More than a dozen poster-level figures want to join forces to deal with a weak old man, but they insist on speaking so nicely. Yao Lao despises this kind of person!
"Since Yao Lao is stubborn, it seems that the only way to suppress him is with the sword!"
The third poster, Lin Wentian, shouted low and drew out his long sword, which resonated with the swords of more than a dozen other posters and slashed down at Yao Lao.
The swords of thirty-six building owners are passed down from generation to generation and can be used to form a sword formation.
Now, although the thirty-six swordsmen are not all gathered together, there are still nineteen people who have taken action, and the number of thirty-six has exceeded half.
The nineteen swords gathered the power of heaven and earth, and seemed to merge into one at this moment, turning into a sword of heaven and earth. The sky and the earth were pale, and everything was silent!
"Thirty-six Earth Swords, I want to see how much power they still have after they are passed into your hands?"
Yaolao didn't take a step back, his long hair was flowing, and he stepped forward.
"Boom!"
There was a huge roar inside his body, like a landslide or a tsunami.
At this moment, Yao Lao took action with all his strength, using all his martial arts.
"Crack!"
His body seemed to become as heavy as a mountain. Before he could take action, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, causing his legs to sink into the ground.
"See clearly, this is the real martial body!"
In Mo Que's mind, the mysterious voice sounded, saying: "For a true warrior in ancient times, a drop of blood was as heavy as a stone, a bone could crush a mountain, and a martial body could hold down the world!"
Mo Que was shocked. Is this the real martial arts?
A drop of blood can shatter a mountain, a hair can chop stars!
When the martial arts is cultivated to the extreme, this is no empty talk!
"kill!"
The nineteen landlords shouted in unison, and the nineteen earth swords were unified and turned into a giant sword, like the sword of heaven and earth that came from the sky and was cut down by the gods!
"I have a martial body, which contains heaven and earth!" Yao Lao shouted, facing the giant sword, he punched out.
His fist seemed to shatter the sky!
His feet seemed to be stepping through the earth!
"Boom!"
At this moment, the whole world was trembling.
Countless huge rocks rolled down.
Above the sky, there were no clouds, which were disintegrated by the momentum of this place.
"Crack!"
With a slash of the sword, a huge ravine appeared on the ground.
This sword seems to be cutting the earth in half!
After the sword was struck, the faces of the nineteen building owners who drew the sword would all turn pale and they would have consumed a huge amount of energy.
But at the same place, Yao Lao didn't take a step back, but his long hair was disheveled, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Yao Lao!" Mo Que was shocked.
Although Yaolao Wu is strong, he is old after all. He dealt with nineteen posters at the same time and was eventually injured!
And before that, Yao Lao fought against those posters without damaging a single tree or plant behind him.
But at this moment, the ground beneath him was cracked and messy, indicating that he was no longer calm.
"I'm fine!" Yao Lao shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "I am still old after all, and the energy and blood in my body are beginning to dry up. If I were fifty years younger, even if all thirty-six swords came out, what could be done to me?
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Yaolao cultivates his body, and the body is everything. As he gets older, his Qi and blood decline, and he no longer has the power he once had!
I want to borrow the world for fifty years!
At this moment, Mo Que felt a sense of desolation in Yao Lao.
In the past, Qingzhou was invincible in martial arts, but now it is being bullied by several medicine house owners!
"How can you still have such strength when your energy and blood are exhausted?" Others were shocked when they heard this, and the dozen or so posters who took action were even more trembling.
If Yao Lao were younger, even if they joined forces, they would still be able to hurt Yao Lao today!
"The way of martial arts has an amazing physique. Although you, Yao Lao, are old, you can still live for another hundred years if you practice this way!" Jiang Guihai, the owner of the second building, said: "This son has a useless body, so why should you, Yao Lao, fight for him?
life?"
Mo Que was also in a complicated mood at this time.
Along the way, how many cold looks has he seen?
Even the Ye family, who have blood ties, treat him like a piece of grass!
Li Changfeng regarded him as a useless person.
All the disciples of Jianlou looked down upon him.
However, this Yao Lao, whom he met by chance, worked so hard for him!
"Anyway, as long as I don't die today, none of you can even think of hurting him at all!" Yao Lao straightened up his already weak body and stood in front of Mo Que as firmly as ever.
"Martial arts is over, why should Yao Lao insist on going his own way?" The second poster's face darkened.
"If Yao Lao persists in his stubbornness, we will have no choice but to kill Yao Lao and this son together!" Lin Wentian, the owner of the third building, was no longer elegant, with a murderous look on his face.