The sword demon was miserable, and Nie Sanli on the side was not much better.
At this time, Nie Sanli had only one sword out of the three swords in his hand. The other two swords might have to be found on the horizon. Obviously now is not the time to look for swords, because the golden dragon claw is grabbing at him again.
Nie Sanli smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that the last sword could not be saved. If he tried again, he would probably have to fight against it with human flesh.
Suddenly, a golden figure stood in front of Nie Sanli. It was the red lotus of the golden Arhat.
Hong Lian was undefeated by virtue of her golden body, but she was not as unkempt as the others. But that was just a look. If she was squeezed a few more times by that claw, the Buddhist golden body would turn into soft noodles.
Hong Lian and Chen Qinian have no grudges, and they don't have any good impressions of Da Gan. They are wading into troubled waters simply because these boys have a good temper.
A meal of drinks, a heart-to-heart exchange of lives. I saw Honglian being held by the golden dragon claws, still yelling: "Stab him again."
Needless to say, Honglian said that Nie Sanli's sword had already left his hand and turned into thousands of swords in the wind and snow...
There was an explosion in the ruins, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky. A fiery red figure rose into the sky, chasing the thousands of swords and smashing them down on Chen Qinian's head...
The sword demon flew into the air, turned the cold iron chain, stirred the wind and snow, and turned into a snow-white long sword that could cut the heaven and the earth...
Chen Qinian did not move from beginning to end. He just raised his head and smiled, and saw the golden dragon claw holding the red lotus, sweeping away all the sword shadows in the sky. Then he threw a generation of demon monks into the ruins like trash.
With each strike of the sword, a streak of fiery red quickly enlarged in Chen Qinian's pupils, reaching a foot above his head. Before the sword hammer struck, the terrifying zhenqi had already crushed dozens of feet of bluestone around him into powder.
Chen Qinian raised his hand seemingly slowly and pointed it on the sword hammer, and then he saw the sky and the earth explode. The power of destroying the heaven and the earth seemed to have found an outlet, running along Chen Qinian's arm and reaching the soles of his feet.
With Chen Qinian as the center, the ground rolled up to a height of ten feet, like a huge wave surging in all directions. However, the stone foundation several feet square under Chen Qinian's feet was still in good condition.
The two of them were very close, and they saw Chen Qinian looking at Mo Kanshan with a smile.
"Where's Jianshan? I've been waiting for a long time."
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and Mo Kanshan's fiery red body rushed into the sky like fireworks...
A long knife turned into snow and wind split the sky, forcibly dividing the world into two halves. But Chen Qinian smiled and said: "This should be a knife after enlightenment. It's not bad."
Then Chen Qinian pointed out, and the golden dragon claw, which was originally about one foot, suddenly expanded dozens of times. Then he saw the golden claw holding the white blade, and the next moment the white blade exploded and turned into a white storm, dissipating between the sky and the earth.
Honglian crawled out from the ruins, looked at the fiery red figure in the air and shouted.
"Do you still remember the trick you and I talked about after drinking at Dalang's house?"
Mo Kanshan laughed and said, "Wait until I move to a sword mountain."
Zhujian Mountain, Huixian Peak, there are swords soaring into the sky, like the Milky Way rewinding...
Zhang Yajiu was sitting cross-legged on the west peak. He suddenly opened his eyes and his face turned from white to red.
"Little girl, master will send you a sword."
As soon as the words fell, another Milky Way shot into the sky...
Rushing to Mu Pinshan in Qujiang Pool, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look at the sky...
The two silver bolts crossed the mountains and rivers, inserted into the sea of clouds, arrived at Daxing City, and turned into two sword mountains.
The God of War outside the city looked up, laughing and pointing his gun at the sky.
"Old boy, let me give you a ride first so that you can pave the way for your master to go down and avoid the bumpy road to the underworld."
As soon as he finished speaking, the God of War sat cross-legged, and streams of vitality came out of his body and merged into the giant-armored God of War. I saw that the giant-armored God of War, which was originally nothing, became solid at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Li Kangtian's expression suddenly changed, and he roared angrily: "Old man, you're crazy."
The military god laughed and said: "Help people to the end, and send Buddha to the west."
Li Kangtian pushed out his hands together, the huge palm prints merged into one, and struck towards the giant armored war god.
"If you want to die, go die on your own. I won't go to hell with you hand in hand."
After the palm print was formed, Li Kangtian turned his head and stepped on the clouds to escape to the horizon. However, he saw the giant armored war god suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Li Kangtian who was walking away. His face, which was originally expressionless, now had a smile on his face.
The spear left his hand, and the giant armored war god dissipated, but the spear seemed to have come to life, turning into a rainbow, piercing through the palm print, chasing Li Kangtian and disappearing to the end of the sky...
After a long time, there was light shining in the distant mountains on the horizon. When the light faded, only half of the distant mountains were left.
A piece of snowflake fell slowly, and landed just on the forehead of the God of War who was sitting cross-legged. It was only blocked for a moment, and then fell again. The God of War slowly became nothing, turning into blue smoke and drifting away, as if there had never been such a person in the world.
Halfway up the distant mountain, an enchanting figure fell down. He lowered his head and looked down into the bottomless darkness, sighing softly: "The trend is irreversible. In the near future, Daqian will definitely return to its glory days. I think the city lord will also be able to smile."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman glanced in the direction of Daxing, waved her sleeves and spat out a mouthful of blood, only to see that the middle of the mountain collapsed, burying the darkness...
There are saints who have fallen in the world, and there are two of them at once. How could the Buddhist sect of Dongting Mountain not know about it? In the quiet room, the Buddha summoned the disciples of the Buddha who had just returned to the mountain.
"A saint is not truly invincible in the world. Now that you have the opportunity, you will cultivate to become a true Buddha and come down the mountain. At that time, the world's Buddhist kingdoms will be within your reach."
The Buddhist disciples returned to the quiet room after being taught, and worshiped the Buddha wholeheartedly, no longer paying attention to the ups and downs in the outside world...
In Kunlun Mountain, Dao Shou just looked in the direction of Dongting Mountain, but had no intention of going down the mountain. If the Buddha did not come down from the mountain, he would not go down. As for his junior brother Wu Chen, Dao Shou Ye could only sigh helplessly...
There are two sword mountains floating above Daxing City, one falling towards the Imperial City and the other falling towards Qujiang Pond.
Wuchen looked up. He didn't understand why there were two sword mountains, and one of them was running towards him.
Slashing Li Taiping with his sword had already consumed all his energy. Now facing Jianshan, he could only die if he didn't take it. Wuchen chose to run away without hesitation, just like Zhong Lixi and the city lord, they did not
The consciousness of fighting to the death.
Li Gang is not an iron bucket. People like them in the cloud gather together, some for profit, some for love, and some for their obsessions.
Just as Wuchen's feet left the ice, he suddenly frowned and stared at Qujiang Pool in confusion.
The next moment, the swimming fish jumped out of the water, and there were eight of them.
Wu Chen’s eyes are not blind, that’s not a fish, that’s an eight-handled small sword...
"You're not dead yet."
Wuchen roared angrily and waved his whisk, and saw thousands of threads exploding towards the flying swords that were unexpectedly attacking.
The flying sword was short, and swam as nimbly as a fish, swimming upstream through the gaps in the silver wire. It was as precise and delicate as a cook trying to untie an ox...
Even if Wuchen's net could catch all the big fish and small shrimps in Qujiang Pond, it could not catch all the eight small fish in front of him. I saw that Wuchen waved the fly whisk with one hand and waved the sword with the other, but there were still fish that slipped through the net.
Breaking through layers of obstacles...
A swimming fish slipped through the net, but Wuchen was still confident enough to stop it. His robe was fluttering like an open bubble. That was the protective aura, Wuchen's last asset to save his life.
But Wu Chen, who was full of confidence, frowned and looked down at his left chest, where a small sword was stuck.
The Gang Qi was still there, how could that sword break through? The next moment, Wu Chen suddenly realized that the Qi and blood of Tianchi Point was blocked by that sword.
"Demon Sealing Nail."
As he said this, Wuchen reflexively tried to pull it out, but Qingshan jumped out of the water, pointed to the top of his head, and then said with a smile: "There is not enough time."
Wuchen raised his head and couldn't help but smile miserably.
After putting away the fly whisk and long sword, Wuchen looked at Li Taiping and said, "Why didn't you die?"
Li Taiping looked at the dozens of frozen sword wounds on his body and said with a smile: "Master said that before you want to hit someone, you must first learn to take a beating. Also, I have to thank you. If I hadn't chosen Qujiang Pool, I might have faked my death."
I can’t hide it from you.”
Wuchen smiled bitterly: "I never thought that after planning my whole life, I chose Qujiang Pool as the burial place."
Wuchen raised his head and looked at the sword mountain above his head, and suddenly grinned: "I'm a poor Taoist, and my body will disappear after death. You kid can't even think about becoming a heavenly being. When you die, you can still cut off your path to heavenly beings. How happy, how happy it is."
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Li Taiping spread his hands indifferently and said: "My friends, my lover, everything I care about is gone, so what's the use of living forever. As for doing whatever you want, there are people throughout the ages who can do it. So.
To me, heavenly beings are just a joke."
Wuchen was slightly stunned. He had spent his whole life racking his brains and scheming, even if he wanted to become a heavenly being, the worst he could do was to be better than that awesome old man in Kunlun Mountain. He wanted to stand in front of his master's tombstone, in front of him,
Tell Niubi, I don’t need you to arrange my path, I will still go further than you.
He wants to surpass his senior brother in martial arts, he wants to surpass his senior brother in status, and even his disciples can defeat his senior brother's disciples in the future. He wants to completely trample under his feet the self-important guy in Kunlun Mountain. This
It was the only thought in his life that he would do whatever he could.
Now it seems that everything is just a mirror, and when life comes to an end, he is still inferior to him.
The mountain of swords fell, but Wuchen looked up to the sky and shouted: "But it's the Sword Master, it's Duan Zhenshan, but..."
If Wuchen wants to die clearly, it is best for the Sword Master to kill him. Then maybe one day, the Sword Master ascends to Kunlun and defeats the leader, then he has not lost yet. Then he can wait for his senior brother in the underworld and laugh at him.
A few sentences.
But when Wuchen saw the white clothes facing the lake, his energy suddenly disappeared. The little goblin of Zhujian Mountain didn’t know when or what month he would be able to cultivate into a big goblin...
This was the last thought in Wuchen's mind, because the mountain of swords had crushed him into powder.
Wuchen Fuzhu, the sky in the west has become half sunny. The falling snow in Daxing City has gradually become lighter.
But the wind was stronger, stirring the snow on the sky and the earth, as if blowing up smoke bubbles from the northwest.
The people in the street were wrapped up tightly and stood in their courtyards. They wanted to see the real dragon come into the world. But the wind and snow blocked the real dragon and blocked the pairs of eyes in Daxing City who wanted to see clearly.
A golden handprint followed the sword mountain and fell towards the imperial city...
The real dragon swam down, the dragon's power overwhelmed the city, and the city was about to be destroyed...