"Heart Sword Technique, the second realm, Prajna Wu!"
Feng Zhongzui hugged the preaching mirror and fled frantically, his voice and look a bit horrified.
It is said that when Master Shou was in the Yunlun Mountains, he used this style to kill the sword master Rao Yaoyao, but he used other powers at that time.
Now it seems that Master Shou's Prajna Wu is quite handy!
At least, it's not at all the stage where you just hit the threshold and can barely use it...
"Shou Ye sacrificed Prajna Wu, and he circled the entire battlefield!"
"His sword, no matter what Liu Fuyu does, the sword steps up to the fifty-fourth kill, it is to unreasonably erase everything in the range and clear it!"
"I have to say that this is the most overbearing breaking move. Only Shouye has the body to launch a counterattack when he is under control... Liu Fuyu! Liu Jianxian! Can she react and block this second realm?"
Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror and shook it wildly with excitement.
wrong.
You can't throw this thing away.
They are looking at each other!
Feng Zhongzui quickly realized something was wrong, and steadied his hand, but still yelled: "Is the second battle of Sword Immortal a battle of the second realm? This momentum is so shocking that I can't even hold my hand steady!"
Everyone in the five regions experienced a period of violent trembling on the screen, and before they had time to curse, they were attracted to the battlefield in the mirror again.
But in the scene, the old site of Yujing City was already covered with snow and storm, which opened the boundary between reality and soul.
This "dividing line" cannot be seen by the spiritual masters and ancient sword cultivators who are close to the battlefield.
The preaching mirror has this function, it can materialize the sword's intention and analyze everything so that those watching the battle can see it more clearly.
Soon, as far as the eye could see, the place where fifty-four sword-step kills were densely spread, and the place covered by the secret formation of swordsmanship, imitated a boundless fantasy kingdom.
People are like ants!
In this fantasy kingdom of God, the traceless sword light that shuttles back and forth seems to have become a joke.
After all, if a sword is drawn out and pierced through the Spirit Kingdom, how can it possibly break down the barrier of the Spirit Kingdom?
This is like the realm of the uncrazed God of Killing in the Ranming ruins, encountering the world's taboo under the restraining hand of the Fengtian Holy Emperor.
A current entrance to the ruins.
One covers the entire Four Symbols Secret Realm.
——Not on the same level at all!
"Stop it!"
Feng Zhongzui's eyes suddenly fixed, "Fifty-four kills with sword steps, have you stopped?"
Obviously, Liu Fuyu also realized that Xu Xiaoshou was by no means a good person.
With this sword Prajna Wuruo slashing out, she was afraid that even if she killed twenty or thirty people, it would still be to no avail...
Xu Xiaoshou may be seriously injured, but he is more than just an ancient sword cultivator. It is difficult for him to die.
Those who have no prajna in their body will surely die!
"Buzz."
The space scene in the battlefield pauses.
Immediately, on top of the secret formation diagram of Prajna Wu, another new volume of the secret formation diagram of swordsmanship unfolded!
"Wow!"
This time, there was no need to wait for Feng Zhongzui’s explanation. All the spectators in the five regions were making noises, knowing why this was happening.
"The second realm!"
"Only the second realm of ancient sword cultivators can bring out this kind of secret formation. Sure enough, Liu Fuyu can also..."
"Master Shou is Prajnawu, what is she?"
"She said she couldn't do anything except ghost swordsmanship. Could it be Wu swordsmanship?"
Not long after waiting, Feng Zhongzui glanced at the Dao pattern stacked on the Prajna Wu Mystery Formation. He seemed to have some enlightenment and shouted in a hissing voice:
"No sword skills!"
"Miss Liu's is the second realm without swordsmanship. Heaven... abandons..."
Suddenly, the picture in the preaching mirror was still there, but all the sounds disappeared.
Including the wind and snow, the roar of swords, and the drunken roar in the wind.
Instead, in this battle situation, the only sound that can be heard in all directions is the sound of cold singing, like the sound of nature:
"All kinds of things are in daylight, and all the sprouts are useless."
"The clothes returned to their original state and were destroyed, and the Supreme Being abandoned them."
laugh……
When the sound is settled.
A round of daylight lit up in the center of the battlefield.
There was a sound of dissolution and mist from the divine kingdom all around, as if it had been abandoned by the supreme and exiled by the supreme.
The day was extremely small, and the white light was pure and flawless. It magnified fiercely and filled the entire world. Suddenly, the power abandoned by the sky surged into all directions.
"ah!"
The image transmitted from the preaching mirror suddenly became a bright light.
Countless people were still immersed in the artistic conception of abandonment by heaven, but their eyes were suddenly stung by a sneak attack. They screamed and staggered back, but they were unwilling to do so, and all of them stared at the sun.
Relying on the analytical function of the preaching mirror, the mirror soon weakened the intensity of the white light, slightly revealing the scene on the battlefield.
But under the absolute white light...
The snowstorm was dissipated like breath.
The space is crawling as if it is evaporating.
The way of heaven collapsed, and then all the sword power that was diverted away by Master Shou was abandoned and left.
"this?"
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.
He clearly had already drawn his sword.
His prajna is even more powerful than Liu Fuyu's sword.
But when the sword came out, he found that his second realm felt like it had been cut off, and his power could not flow out at all.
not only that!
Tian Qizhi is not only dissolving his Prajna Godless Kingdom, but also dissolving his entire strength.
The skin of the hand holding the sword is cracking little by little...
Yan Python's power was dissociated, and the sword was mottled inch by inch...
The clothes on my body were also shattering rapidly, and my flesh and blood escaped piece by piece as if they were weightless, floating up...
"Buzz!"
Yan Mang shook violently and conveyed a high and exciting emotion as if he had met his opponent in chess:
"Wake up, Tianjie!"
Second request!
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly came back to his senses and realized that just now his thoughts were disappearing little by little.
And this is not a mental influence, it is directly a spiritual stripping - nor an attack, it just seems to be returning to the way of heaven, returning to the embrace of nature, accelerating the normal cycle of "one whale falls and all things are born".
This cannot trigger "spiritual awakening"!
"God forsakes it..."
"The supreme heaven has abandoned those below it, so everything including power should be completely dissociated?"
To be continued...