When Zhen Buping saw this, he couldn't help but secretly thought it was a pity.
General Tan's Black Evil Soul-Destroying Formation was extremely powerful, and Zhen Buping knew it very well - even if he accidentally fell into the formation at the peak of his transformation stage, he would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die. The man was silent at the moment.
Being swallowed up by the sword array, it is estimated that he will be cut into pieces by the sword array within a short time!
Zhen Buping also discovered that the sword in Qu Wuming's hand must not be a mortal thing, but after all, he had already told the truth before that he only wanted that person's life and would not take anything from that person. If he regrets it later and wants to ask for that person's things from General Tan,
The sword seems a bit hard to talk about - I have to wait and think of ways to figure it out later.
In the Black Evil Soul-Destroying Formation.
The scene in the courtyard just now has completely disappeared.
Instead, there was a space as dark as ink.
In the entire space, it seemed that only Qu Wuming was floating quietly in the air, surrounded by endless darkness - it seemed that there was no concept of time and space, and there was nothingness above, below, left, and right.
Qu Wuming's expression finally became solemn, and the huge power of his spiritual consciousness extended out around him, only to find that the space around him seemed to have no end. No matter how much he extended his spiritual power, he did not touch anything.
What's up, down, left, right, southeast, northwest, in this space, there seems to be no direction, no light, only endless darkness, and there is a huge power hidden in the darkness, it seems possible at any time
He rushed forward and tore Qu Wuming into pieces...
A layer of faint white light rose up around Qu Wuming's body, which was a tough protective shield. In the entire dark space, a dim star seemed to light up.
Just as he was about to use a few more self-defense magic weapons, light suddenly flowed from the Yuansha Sword. A figure about an inch in size flashed out of the Yuansha Sword, flew up to Qu Wuming's shoulders and sat down.
The one with his little legs dangling is Xiao Yuan, the sword spirit of Yuan Cha Sword.
"Master, don't worry, I'll help you!" Xiao Yuan's voice came into Qu Wuming's sea of consciousness. It was soft and soft, but it seemed full of confidence, as if he didn't take this sword array into consideration at all.
"Can you break this sword formation?" Qu Wuming asked.
"Of course Xiao Yuan can break such a rubbish sword formation." Xiao Yuan raised his head and said confidently.
"Then what do you think I should do?" Qu Wuming asked with a smile.
"Master, you don't have to do anything, just watch. Here you go!" Xiao Yuan suddenly stood up and turned into a ray of white light and penetrated into the Yuan Sha Sword.
The next moment, a stream of seven-colored light suddenly bloomed from the Yuan Cha Sword, and flew out of Qu Wuming's hand with a whoosh, drawing an arc of light in the darkness and slashing towards the void somewhere behind Qu Wuming.
Qu Wuming only heard a crisp sound in the distance, as if something was cut off by the Yuan Cha Sword, and the entire space within the sword array trembled.
However, this sword is just the beginning.
The stream of light transformed by Yuan Cha Sword is like a thunderous giant flying around in the sword array space. It is obviously a pitch black space of nothingness, but it seems that some things are cut off one by one by Yuan Cha Sword in the darkness. The entire sword array space
The vibrations became more frequent, and in just two or three breaths, the dark space around him suddenly paused, and then shattered into pieces like crystal.
The Yuan Cha Sword swung back to Qu Wuming's hand, and Xiao Yuan's voice also sounded in Qu Wuming's sea of consciousness: "Master, I have broken that broken sword array to the point where it can no longer be broken. Look at that man!
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Qu Wuming's eyes fell on General Tan, who had just used the sword formation. He saw that General Tan's breath was extremely weak at this moment, and the armor on his chest was covered with blood. Look at the phantom of the sword formation behind him.
——Although it is still there, the sword array is full of cracks, and black evil energy is constantly pouring out from the cracks and escaping into the air.
"You, how did you break my sword formation?" General Tan asked with disbelief on his face as he raised his trembling finger and pointed at Qu Wuming.
"What? Not convinced?" Qu Wuming asked.
"You are so cruel, you actually destroyed my thirty-six black evil swords!" General Tan's eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, and he said viciously, "I will fight you until death!"
"You want to kill me for plotting my fairy sword, but if the plot fails, you will accuse me of being ruthless?" Qu Wuming sneered, "Since you want to die till you die, then just go and die."
Before he finished speaking, Wuming suddenly waved his hand, and the Yuansha sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and came out.
At this moment, General Tan's mana has been consumed for the most part, all his natal swords have been destroyed, and his meridians have been seriously damaged. The reason why he dared to speak harshly to Qu Wuming is because he thinks that Qu Wuming is still trapped in a heavy siege, so he doesn't dare to attack him easily.
Take action yourself.
But who would have thought, that person would actually take action!
General Tan was so frightened that he shouted loudly, summoned all his magic power and fled towards Zhen Buping. Two or three protective treasures suddenly flew out of the storage ring and overlapped one after another, blocking him and Qu Wuming.
The moment Qu Wuming made his move, Qiu Shangjian, who had been holding the handle of the narrow-sheathed long sword, suddenly moved.
I saw Qiu Shangjian just taking a big step forward. The long sword in his hand seemed to have never been unsheathed, but there was already a sword light that crossed the space of several feet and struck at Qu Wuming's body with lightning speed.
throat!
"Drawing the Sword Technique!" Qu Wuming narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized Qiu Shangjian's identity.
The art of drawing swords is the core technique of a small sect called Frost Sword Palace. According to legend, if one masters the art of drawing swords, one can kill people thousands of feet away without being able to detect them.
Although Qu Wuming had been cautious about Qiu Shangjian for a long time and had been paying close attention to his every move with the power of his spiritual consciousness, he never expected that he was actually from the Frost Knife Palace!
Without any time to react, the sword light had already cut through Qu Wuming's protective shield, and instantly struck Qu Wuming's throat.
Just hearing a muffled sound, Qu Wuming was slashed and flew back a few steps before he stabilized his body. Looking at Qu Wuming's neck, there was a red mark more than two inches long, which seemed to be vaguely gone.
There is blood oozing out.
"What?!" Qiu Shangjian was shocked. He didn't expect that his full-strength sword attack only caused some skin damage to the person opposite him!
Just as he was stunned, Qiu Shangjian suddenly felt his scalp numb, and a strong uneasiness surged in his heart. He suddenly turned around, and the long knife in his hand unsheathed again at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and slashed towards his side.
After hearing a crisp clang, the tip of the long sword fell to the ground with a clang, and the remaining half of the long sword was inserted back into the scabbard by Qiu Shangjian.
"You...your real target is actually me?!" Qiu Shangjian lowered his head, looked at the long sword stuck in his chest, and turned to look at Qu Wuming in disbelief.
"What do you think?" Qu Wuming raised his hand and made a move, causing the Yuan Cha Sword to fly back, drawing a line of blood from Qiu Shangjian's body.
Qiu Shangjian's body trembled, as if he wanted to say something more, but his body was suddenly torn apart like porcelain by countless sword energy, and shattered to the ground. Even Nascent Soul was not spared...
After killing Qiu Shangjian, Qu Wuming no longer had any scruples in his heart. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a huge shadow of the demon god appeared behind him!
The phantom of the demon god was more than three feet tall, and its tall and burly figure was about to break through the restriction of the trap that shrouded the courtyard!
Looking at the demon god, I saw that the demon god had an extremely ferocious face. The three heads were all green-faced and had fangs, looking like evil ghosts. The six arms were crotched, and in their hands were the demon-subduing pestle, the soul-calming bell, the immortal-killing sword, and the demon-killing knife.
Although the Divine Whip and the Demon-Suppressing Hammer are both transformed by mana, they both exude astonishing spiritual power and seem to be on par with real treasures.
As soon as the demon priest appeared, he took two steps forward. The treasure in his hand was like a storm, and he smashed it on the heads of Chang'an City Lord Zhen Buping and General Na Tan. Before it fell, a gust of wind was already kicked up.
The blowing made the two people's robes rustle, and even their faces trembled wildly. The huge spiritual pressure rushed towards them, making Zhen Buping and the two feel as if they were suffocating.
Zhen Buping's expression changed drastically! The power displayed by the demon god in front of him seemed to be no less than that of a cultivator at the peak of the god transformation stage. With his own cultivation level, he was probably unable to compete with it. However, the demon god was really too powerful.
It was too huge, and it only took two steps to attack him. It was impossible to dodge and escape, so he had to bite the bullet and take this attack.
General Tan on the side was even more frightened. At this moment, his strength was greatly reduced. The elixir that he had just swallowed to replenish his mana and heal his wounds had not had time to be refined. And the demon god was also extremely eccentric, with six arms and six magic weapons.
Four of them were actually hit at him. Shouldn't he focus on Zhen Buping, who was unhurt, first?
Even though he was unwilling to do so, General Tan had no choice. With a thought, he summoned a gray fairy sword from the storage ring. After a loud shout, he quickly made seals with his hands on his chest, and the fairy sword was in his hands.
The palm of his hand began to spin rapidly, and the light surged during his breath, turning into a thick gray beam of light that met the four magic weapons.
In Zhen Buping's hand on the side, there was a palm-sized jade tablet, which was colorful and seemed to be inlaid with gems of different colors. Zhen Buping's fingers were quickly flicking and sliding on the jade tablet, and the magic power in his body was injected into it crazily.
In an instant, a phantom appeared on the ground behind Zhen Buping, but the phantom was not a figure, but a miniature city - looking at the appearance of the city wall, it seemed to be the phantom of Chang'an City!
As soon as the phantom of Chang'an City appeared, it covered Zhen Buping in the center. At this moment, the demon-subduing pestle and demon-subduing hammer in the hands of the demon god had been smashed down.
There was a loud rumble as the demon-subduing pestle and the demon-subduing hammer hit the phantom of the city and burst into pieces. The demon god's two arms were also turned into powder by the huge force of the shock!
The phantom of the city only swayed slightly, but remained as stable as Mount Tai.
However, next to the shadow of the city, a cloud of blood mist has risen at this moment, spreading to all directions along with countless pieces of blue bricks and dust... When the smoke and dust dissipate, where is the figure of General Tan still there?
In a deep pit, there was only a lump of non-human-shaped flesh stuck to the bottom of the pit, and armor that had been smashed like pieces of paper could still be seen vaguely.
At this time, black mist shrouded the shoulders of the demon god's phantom who had broken both arms. In an instant, two arms had been reborn, still holding the demon-subduing pestle and the demon-subduing hammer. At this moment, the only enemy in front of him was Zhen Buping, and the demon god
Like a madman, he raised his six arms and kept hitting the phantom of the city like wheels. Even if one of the arms was blown to pieces by the force of the backlash, it would regroup after a moment and continue to hit the city desperately.
!
Zhen Buping, who was in the shadow of the city, thought that he was in an invincible position and could counterattack at any time. However, as the devil continued to attack, the mana consumed by the shadow of the city became more and more, so he had to
He continued to activate the jade tablets and secretly mobilized the power of the city lord's palace formation to come over for support. For a moment, he felt a little confused - how could this demon's dharma form be so powerful?!
On the other side of the courtyard, while restraining Zhen Buping with the magic of the devil, Qu Wuming had already held the Yuan Cha Sword in his hand and faced Lu Ling, the Supreme Elder of the Sky Poison Sect!
"Who are you? Don't you know that if you cause trouble in a place like the City Lord's Mansion, you will be wanted by the entire Qingtan Kingdom?" Lu Ling asked in a deep voice.
"Hmph, I'm wanted? If all of you here are dead, who will want me?" Qu Wuming hid in his gray cloak and said coldly.
"Do you think you can stay in the dark just by wearing the concealing robe? You are so naive!" Lu Ling sneered.
"You don't need to waste time by talking nonsense with me. I just want to ask you one thing. What kind of poison did you give Lin Manlu?" Qu Wuming asked.
"Oh? So you are asking for the antidote for that girl?" Lu Ling's eyes flashed, and an emerald green jade bottle flew out of the storage ring in his hand. He shook it in his hand and said with a proud sneer at the corner of his mouth,
"Haha, how about kneeling down and arresting her, and I will personally give the antidote to that girl?"