Chapter 118 Duan Shang, the Crazy Lonely Sword Immortal
Chapter 118 Duan Shang, the crazy Lone Sword Immortal
Author: Silent Night
Chapter 118 Duan Shang, the crazy Lone Sword Immortal
"That is??"
Xiao Se, Lei Wujie, and Tang Lian hadn't arrived at Cangshan Mountain when suddenly all three of them turned around and looked into the distance.
Out of sight, a bright light suddenly lit up, which was extremely dazzling even in the daytime.
"Sword light??"
Xiao Se pinched his chin, a little suspicious.
He could be sure that the people who could cause the current commotion would not be ordinary people in the world, nor would they be those in the ordinary happy world.
“Is it that stinking Taoist priest??”
Xiao Se's eyes flickered twice and he said softly.
"But who is his opponent?? He has entered the Mysterious Realm of Immortality. Apart from Jiuxian, is there anyone else in Beili who can be his opponent??"
Hearing Xiao Se's muttering to himself, Lei Wujie and Tang Lian couldn't help but frown.
"Broken Wind!"
At the original site of Sangcun Trail, Yan Zhantian shouted angrily, and people moved with their swords.
There was a clear light above the long sword, and a somewhat creepy aura instantly spread throughout a ten-mile radius.
The wind between heaven and earth seems to have become stronger inadvertently.
The giant blade that broke the army slashed out, as if splitting the world in front of him.
The sword was first revealed, dozens of feet long, and its momentum was somewhat terrifying.
Luo Qingyang on the side swayed and came to the other side of Zhao Shouyi.
The divine light above Jiuge was restrained, and unlike the Pojun in Yan Zhantian's hand, it was very inconspicuous. At that time, this sword attracted more than half of Zhao Shou's attention.
"Are you going to burn your boat and put it to death to survive?"
Zhao Shouyi looked at the opponent's attack with a sigh in his tone.
The two of them had put life and death aside with this blow. Although it was only one blow, this blow had indeed reached the level of fugue.
Just like Li Hanyi, when he was on the verge of death, he struck out with a sword of fugue.
One after another, the two blocked their escape route.
The sword's power and intention had already locked onto the person, and Zhao Shouyi knew very well that this blow could not be avoided using body skills.
"The past is the past, and it is useless to look back. This sword is given to the two seniors. Even though it is dark ahead, there is still light!"
"Two sons, black and white, make every move without regrets. Every word and line, the long song should be laughed at!"
"Don't look back!"
The next moment, two illusory figures walked out from Zhao Shouyi's side, rushing out one from the left and the other from the right. In their hands, they held a lightsaber similar to Zhao Shouyi's real body.
The long sword swept across, and the sword light exploded.
Suddenly a lotus platform appeared under Zhao Shou's feet, shining brightly.
The sword energy split the clouds, broke through the mist, and penetrated straight into the sky.
"Buzz!!"
The sword roared violently, and two attacks, no, it should be said that four attacks intertwined and collided together.
At this moment, there was a loud noise like thunder.
As soon as the sky darkened, horrifying waves began to spread around.
Sword Qi, Sword Intent, and Sword Gang are like the tip of a needle facing a wheat awn, competing in a place of great size.
A series of dark thunders revealed their fangs, and wisps of electric light reflected the faces of Yan Zhantian and Luo Qingyang.
One had a silent expression, as if he were a dead person, and the other had a hideous long scar lying on his face like a centipede.
These are different places, but the same thing is the blazing light deep in the other person's eyes.
Zhao Shouyi was right, they had no way out after being forced to this extent.
If they were not killed, their chance of surviving the next attack would be almost zero.
Zhao Shouyi's attack has proved this point.
The castration of this sword was blocked. The two of them did not continue the stalemate with Zhao Shouyi's sword. They made almost the same choice. The two of them tilted their bodies and used the magic weapons in their hands to drive away Zhao Shouyi.
The sword energy that came over.
However, the sword struck by Zhao Shou was not an ordinary sword. Luo Qingyang's long sleeve on his left hand and the hair on his left side were instantly destroyed by the sword energy, and even his left arm became
Bloody.
Yan Zhantian's situation was not good either. The sword energy struck by Zhao Shouyi's last blow was too heavy. In order to deflect the blow, he had to hold Po Jun with both hands. However, in this way, his strength increased.
At the same time, a not-so-good consequence occurred, that is, he became clumsy.
When he propped up Po Jun with his elbow, one of his ears was cut into minced meat by the sharp sword energy.
But the final result was pretty good. Zhao Shouyi seemed to have not recovered from the blow and was standing motionless.
Looking at Zhao Shouyi who stayed motionless on the spot, a trace of ecstasy flashed in the eyes of Luo Qingyang and Yan Zhantian. Although they both paid a heavy price, they were once again one step closer to their final goal.
One inch is long and one is strong, one inch is short and one is dangerous.
Sword Qi and Jian Gang are an extension of the original sword. Real hand-to-hand combat is the time to test a person's combat experience.
Regarding the two men being able to break through to him, Zhao Shouyi did not look panicked on his face.
A sword slashing vertically and a piercing attack were right in front of him.
The sword energy rolled like a tornado in the desert, with a madness that shattered everything.
"The two seniors seem to have forgotten something!"
Zhao Shouyi suddenly let go of Iron Horse Binghe in his hand, and quickly made a hand seal with both hands.
"I studied under the Taoist Sword Immortal, and I know more than just swordsmanship!!"
The expressions of Luo Qingyang and Yan Zhantian suddenly changed. The distance between them, which was less than one foot at most, turned out to be a luxury at this moment.
No matter how hard they tried, the long sword in their hands could no longer make any progress, as if it was blocked by a big mountain.
"Big Dragon Elephant Power!!"
Yan Zhantian's expression became a little crazy. The results were within reach, but he didn't expect that in the end he was blocked by a series of methods.
"break!!"
Seeing this situation, Luo Qingyang didn't even hesitate. He just turned his wrist and the Jiuge in his hand began to tremble violently.
Yan Zhantian's expression changed and he secretly cursed a madman.
He originally thought that he was crazy enough, but he didn't expect that Luo Qingyang would behave like this.
As soon as Zhao Shou felt the terrifying power radiating from the iron sword, his expression couldn't help but change.
A somewhat horrifying idea suddenly popped into his mind. Luo Qingyang planned to detonate this magical weapon that had been with him for many years.
Although he had heard before that in those critical moments of life and death, some people would even hesitate to harm their own cultivation, or self-destruct spiritual weapons to hurt the enemy or escape, but he had not seen it during the time he was out of the world.
Pass.
The Jiuge Sword has been with Luo Qingyang for many years. Not to mention how good the quality is, but after being nurtured by him, it can at least enter the ranks of famous swords. And people are not like grass and trees, who can be ruthless. After such a long period of companionship, there must be some
Just think about it.
But now Luo Qingyang didn't even hesitate, he made a prompt decision and directly used sword energy and sword intent to detonate the magic weapon.
"Death of sorrow!!"
Luo Qingyang shouted loudly, as if a small nuclear bomb was detonated directly on the spot. This blow, which was filled with all the energy of Gu Jianxian, was not even inferior to Zhao Shouyi's third sword.