Chapter 1,160 The Third Flying Sword(1/3)
Different from the "martial arts performance" between Chen Ping'an and Jiang She, the competition between Wu Shuangjiang and Jiang She was to use law against law, which was more in line with the fighting method of mountain monks.
Wu Shuangjiang is wearing colorful armor, with a jasper crown on his head, and a sword hanging on his shoulder, just like a green mural in a Taoist temple.
Inside the jade crown, there is an Immortal General Pointing Platform. There is a large banner standing in the center of the high platform. Tens of thousands of divine generals and talisman warriors are gathered like ants. If you look closely, even those standing at the edge of the formation can be seen.
The faces of "nobody" are actually taken from the portraits of famous generals from various dynasties and generations.
It was copied from the side. On one side of the majestic Dharma Prime Minister were engraved countless sacrificial inscriptions on the gold-plated arm armor. The billowing smoke of gunpowder and evil spirits were rising. From it came bursts of beating drums, the sound of horse hooves, and the sound of arrows piercing the air... In addition, the arm armor was engraved.
There are pictures of ancient battlefields, pictures of mountains and rivers, and numbers of marching routes.
The image of Jiang She wears golden armor, and a huge bright red full moon appears behind him. His arms are wrapped with a black and white rainbow light that contains the true meaning of the Great Way.
Everyone shows off his or her powers.
In less than a stick of incense, Wu Shuanglai had already launched nearly a hundred offensive magic weapons and smashed them at Jiang She's statue. They drew bright arcs in the air, with various colors of brilliance, illuminating the heaven and earth.
In addition, Wu Shuangjiang also used more than a dozen kinds of large talismans. Only one of them, a green and purple talisman, hung over the battlefield, like an arsenal containing countless weapons. Weapons kept hitting Jiang She as fast as flying swords. Another one
When the "Jingguan" talisman was opened, countless dead souls and resentful spirits emerged, forming formations respectively, and the armor was divided into five colors.
Every time a magic weapon hits Jiang She's Dharma image, there will be a burst of thunder, golden light, and fire rain.
Jiang She held the breaking formation in his hand, pointed the tip of the spear directly at Wu Shuangjiang's colorful armor, and instantly opened a dark hole. There was nothing inside, like a whirlpool spinning on the avenue.
Jiang Shangzhen only felt thrilling and admired, "It's like meeting a real rich man. I'm jealous, I'm really jealous."
There is no other way, the water in Tongyezhou is shallow, and they are trying to learn Taoism from each other, but they are not willing to be cruel and deadly.
The monks in Luzhou, Beiju, are all relatively poor. Indeed, how can a swordsman like the clouds, who likes to demolish the ancestral halls of other families, be rich?
Cui Dongshan said: "If you have the opportunity to witness Yu Xuan or Liu Jubao's actions, it would not be bad."
There are few monks who, like Yu Xuan, carry a large stack of sword-locking talismans with them every time they go down the mountain.
As for Liu Jubao, he has been hiding and hiding him for too many years. Now that he has succeeded, he must shake his hands a few times. I don’t know which beast in the wild was lucky enough to be treated like this and was beaten to death by "throwing money".
Jiang Shangzhen said: "If I can leave here alive, Mr. Jiang vows to be serious about making money from now on!"
I don’t know why, probably because this kind of battle between military strategists and the great road that manifested into reality has infiltrated the Taoist heart. Jiang Shangzhen’s ears, behind his back, on top of his head, and even under his feet, as well as between the lakes of his heart, seemed to have traces of thoughts.
Wisps of intermittent tiny sobs, like weeping and complaining, extremely plaintive.
It seems that all the women in the world who have lost their husbands and lovers to war in history are now embodied as a sad woman waiting in her hometown. The faint resentment in her heart fills the road of the world.
Even if you are as bold as Jiang Shangzhen, your scalp will be numb and your skin will get goosebumps, it is so shocking.
The whimpering sounds of those sad and mournful women are like a wordless essay.
He is using his weakest strength to defeat the most destructive military strategist.
Jiang Shangzhen realized the mystery. Palace Master Wu was indeed ruthless, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to himself.
Probably because that Taoist intention affected his Taoist heart, Cui Dongshan also looked a little sad and said: "It can only be done by Wu Shuangjiang."
Wu Shuangjiang is a famous military general who is qualified to accompany him in the martial arts temple, but he is the only one who can marry all the lovers in the world.
The resentful sobs of those women were like a drop of ink falling into a bowl of water, smearing gently and faintly.
It turned out that the stain-free gold armor of Dharma Master Jiang She began to show a little rust, peeling off and flying away from the armor.
Although it still did not damage Jiang She's military foundation, Jiang She, who had no flaws at all, showed signs of losing his power.
Jiang She's expression was as usual, and tens of thousands of snow-white "flying catkins" were floating around Wu Shuangjiang's huge statue.
A trace of flying catkins slowly passed over the colorful armor, and lightly brushed against the swaying embroidery ribbon in the calm wind, bringing up some debris that looked like gold foil. What was wasted every time was Wu Shuangjiang's Dao power.
Jiang Shangzhen cursed in his heart: Ancestor Jiang didn’t respect martial ethics, so why did he resort to swordsmanship?
I just have to admit that with just this magical power, how many golden-bodied gods in the world can withstand such "great exploitation"?
Wu Shuangjiang ignored those flying swords that were as thin as flying needles and continued to "scrat gold". He just raised his arms and shook his wrists gently. A group of "water plants" composed of countless words floated in the palm of his hand, and then rippled. It was countless articles.
A collection of frontier fortress poems creates an ethereal "literary and martial arts".
The siege and killing of Bai Ye in Fuyaozhou gave Wu Shuangjiang an inspiration.
Jiang She said with pity in his eyes: "After all, it's just an empty frame."
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "That's why I want to usurp the throne, consolidate my power, fill the vacancy in the avenue, and become Zhengshuo..."
Not bothering to listen to Wu Shuangjiang's nonsense, Jiang She suddenly ran forward with overwhelming force, breaking through several secret techniques of Sui Chuanggong and Wu Shuangjiang's formation to isolate the world. In an instant, he rushed in front of Wu Shuangjiang, "
"Wu Shuangjiang" was beaten to pieces by a punch, and it turned out to be a substitute talisman. Seeing this scene, Jiang She was not surprised. It was more like he had
As expected, he turned sideways and threw the formation-breaking spear in his hand into the distance, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow. At the same time, Jiang She made a secret, and the spear penetrated an invisible wall restricted by the formation, and a burst of glass splashed from the tip of the spear.
The colorful colors, the tail of the gun trembled and buzzed, and another "Wu Shuangjiang" seemed to collapse.
Jiang She suddenly disappeared on the spot. He didn't use any of the magic powers of Shukuchi Mountains and Rivers. He was just fast enough. He had a warrior's body that could be said to be the toughest in the world. His body cut through the water of time with one line, and he was forced to do it all.
The sky and the earth swayed, all kinds of unreasonable squeezing and tilting of the avenues appeared, and the blue sky wrinkled like paper.
After pulling out another Wu Shuangjiang's head from his neck, Jiang She shook his palm and dispersed the green mist. It was still that man's substitute talisman.
Wu Shuangjiang's true form also appeared in the distance. He used the magic power of bathing the Buddha, and then a rich golden light was like a flood, pouring down from the jasper crown, washing away the golden body.
On the other hand, the traces of Jiang She's magic formula were washed away.
Jiang She, who has returned to the peak of martial arts in the eleventh level, is really unreasonable.
Jiang She stretched out his hand, took back the spear, and said with a smile: "If we really catch him on the battlefield, Wu Shuangjiang will be killed with at most one stick of incense."
Wu Shuangjiang didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Senior, do you want to know the root of that flying sword?"
Cui Dongshan wanted to know, and Jiang Shangzhen was even more curious.
Jiang She frowned slightly, raised his hand to wipe off a piece of "rust" on his arm, and said, "You are really not afraid of complications."
Is it true that Zheng Juzhong is responsible for finishing the work, how can you guys be so confident?
Wu Shuangjiang said: "The worst case scenario is that we ask our seniors to bring that Yinghuo to the battlefield here, and beat it until everything is shattered."
Jiang She clicked his tongue and said, "What a loud tone, very much like my martial arts counterparts."
Wu Shuangjiang laughed and said, "Indeed."
Chen Pingan said: "When gods fight, they fight. Don't bring me, a pure martial artist, with you."
In fact, Chen Pingan wants to know the origin of his third natal flying sword more than anyone else.
In order to suppress the divinity and prevent it from becoming the guest, Chen Ping'an cut off too much of "himself".
"I can first answer the question of why Chen Qingdu breached the contract."
Wu Shuangjiang stretched out a finger and circled it, and a picture scroll appeared in the air, like a horse watching flowers. The first picture was a colorful picture scroll of the young man carrying a sword and traveling far away.
When he was young, he dared to travel across continents to deliver a "subduing demon" in a locust wood sword box to the girl he longed for. He wanted to cross Daixuan Mountain and go to the Great Sword Qi Wall.
During the trip, this sword box "Huai Mansion" had two temporary "guests" by chance. One was the golden incense villain who was born in Lizhu Cave Heaven. The other was the Bone Skeleton from Rouge County in Caiyi Kingdom.
Yangui, Shi Rou is now the acting shopkeeper of the New Year’s Shop in Qilong Lane.
The straw-shoe boy named the two swords in the sword box to subjugate demons and eliminate demons. The other two residents symbolize the incense of Shinto that has lasted for thousands of years, and there is also a ghost that inherits the ancient Taoist lineage.
"The gods, ghosts and demons are all carried on one person's back."
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "What a coincidence."
Jiang Shangzhen said softly: "The human world."
Cui Dongshan said: "Build a bridge."
Ning Yao's eyes were gentle.
After walking such a long way, practicing a million punches, and passing through so many landscapes, the boy himself is probably a love letter.
Chen Ping'an, who visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time and broke the Changsheng Bridge, met the boss swordsman.
Chen Ping'an looked up at the pictures about his life, looking dazed.
At the top of the city, when he parted with Ning Yao, Chen Qingdu asked Chen Ping'an to go to Tongyezhou to find a Taoist temple and find an opportunity to rebuild the Changsheng Bridge there. He also said that the locust wood used to build the sword box had its origins and he could lend it to him.
Year, as compensation, he lent the sword Changqi Sword for ten years in exchange for a locust wood sword box.
A "long-qi" sword weighs seven kilograms with its scabbard, but it contains sword energy and weighs eighty kilograms. As long as you carry the sword and travel far away, you can refine your soul day and night.
Without the sword case, he could not carry the sword, so the young man had to stand with the sword in his hand.
To be continued...