"Sure enough, my father is better at killing the enemy." Tianming looked at the figure falling from the opposite side, and Ji Dong was inexplicably for a moment.
That kind of power is also what he longs for.
However, the father's sword seemed to be for me to see? Tianming looked at the knife in the figure's hand and only felt that at that moment, he seemed to have seen many things.
"That's a knife that I can master." Tianming said to himself subconsciously.
In the sight of Tianming, huge figures suddenly burst out, and the unique skill belonging to the Chiyou clan was launched on the five demon generals.
In the ears of Tianming, the familiar and majestic voice sounded again.
"The Second Style."
As the words came, a huge sword light cracked towards the earth. For a moment, the earth moved and the mountains shook. The earth that had never been destroyed in the war cracked at this moment like dry skin in winter.
Five figures that used the Breaking Oscillation to slash the swords, guns, axes, hammers in their hands towards the earth, but their efforts to suppress them were useless.
At this moment, the power deep in the earth veins was activated by the sword energy, and the huge vibration force spread throughout their bodies along the soles of the Chiyou warriors. The body that could wrestle with the people of the gods, the invincible life weapon at this moment,
Like a broken mirror, it turned into pieces.
"This move can be said to be destroyed."
Countless Chiyou warriors struggled to penetrate the cracks on the earth. This time, it was an earthquake.
"The third form." As the underworld swept, the fire of karma burned the sky, and countless flames swept across the sky from the blade, burning the sky and boiling the sea. Wherever they passed, everything was gone.
Even the screams of the Chiyou warriors who were buried in the flames were burned out in the flames, without any leakage.
"This knife style can be described as a fire"
“The fourth style.”
In the sight of dawn, the black knife's sword power has changed from the force of fire to the force of cold and cold, causing the ubiquitous water vapor in the air to turn into hard hail, and it is densely shot like a storm, invincible, and it passes by
Wherever there are, whether it is the warriors of the Chiyou clan or the mountains, rivers and earth veins, they are full of holes, with a cold air, and a doomsday scene.
"Hail." Tianming said to himself.
"The fifth style."
As the shadow of the knife sways, the pulling air gathers into huge airflows, and the knife intention turns into a tornado whirlwind, the strong wind whistles, the mountains and the ground, and wherever it passes, there is a broken limb and broken arm.
"Storm." Tianming murmured to himself as he looked at the strong wind that had not dissipated and ravaged the Chiyou clan army.
"The Sixth Style."
A mediocre force cracks on Mount Hua, but it is fierce and fierce, sharp and powerful, with the power of collapse of mountains and shattering, cutting rocks and ripples. As it passes, the world is divided into the world, and all things are filled with powder.
"This move should be a mountain collapse." Tianming's expression turned into ecstasy at this moment. At this moment, he saw his future path.
"The Seventh Style."
The sword intent is surging, the sword momentum is turbulent, the sword force is vast and surging, as if a tsunami tear the sky and the earth is broken, endless sword energy, sword energy, sword energy, sword energy, like a flood in the doomsday, it turns into the roar of the sea, rushing past the arrogant earth
, drown and swallow all things.
"Break the sea."
In the sight of dawn, all this happens very slowly, but in the sight of others, all this happens in a moment.
The seven-style sword technique rotated in a flash, but the war had become a different scene. Under the natural disaster of the doomsday, the creatures were devastated and the mountains and rivers were reversed.
"His Majesty the Emperor." A shout echoed between heaven and earth.
The fighting spirit of the sky was filled with a torrent, pouring into the black sword, a black light flashed by, and the black sword appeared in Tianming's hands.
"Sure enough, the most favored one is the younger son." Tianming looked at the black knife that appeared in his hand and the figure dissipated in the sky, and couldn't help but grin, raised the knife and pointed it at the Chiyou army, where there were tens of thousands of corpses and blood flowing into a river.
.
This time, it's my turn to attack.
As the sky leaps, the black sword spreads, the will of swallowing the sky flows, and the natural disaster of the doomsday is just the beginning.
Shanhaiguan.
Ying Yan looked at his mother Jingyu who appeared beside him, and all his words could only be pressed in his heart. At this time, he had more important things to do.
Because Gonggong, the original ancestor of the Siberian Monster who had been pressed at the foot of Buzhou Mountain for tens of thousands of years, appeared. The figure that could hit Buzhou Mountain was like a giant standing tall, and the sea turned into a bottom in front of him.
A shallow pond, which is not deep enough to drown a giant elephant.
"Gonggong." Jingyu looked at Gonggong, a huge creature that came from the depths of the sea and caused huge waves. It was as deep as an abyss, and the pure jade-like eyes flashed with a sharp and fierce fighting spirit.
"It is suspected that it can surpass the limits of heaven and man." Ying Yan reminded his mother Jingyu.
"It's okay, this time, I brought you a sword that your father personally prepared for you." Jingyu slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand as he spoke.
Ying Yan is not unfamiliar with Jingyu Sword, because this sword has existed in her memory since she was a child.
But Ying Yan was unfamiliar at this time, because in her sight, although the Jingyu Sword was still the sword, it was a little different. The divine beauty was restrained and the sword intent flowed, and it seemed to have the aura of killing everything.
"Sword." Ying Yan hesitated, as if he was thinking about the deep meaning of his mother's words.
In Ying Yan's sight, his mother raised the Jingyu Sword. As the true energy flowed, it stimulated the sword intent. A slender breath slashed towards the depths of the sea with endless sharpness, slashing towards the company, slashing towards the company with the flow of true energy.
Even the hunting crossbow cannot defeat the defense of the Siren Clan Yuanzu Gonggong.
In Ying Yan's sight, Gonggong seemed to feel the threat. As the waves rolled, endless sea water was mobilized by Qi, turned into a water shield and raised it by his left arm, blocking it in front of him.
The next moment, the sword energy slashed, and the water shield rippled layer by layer, a stream of blood splashed, and a huge arm fell near the sea, causing a huge wave in the blood.
"This sword is the first sword your father taught you, called "Slaying Shape" and can kill all tangible things." Jingyu said.
"Cut the shape?" Ying Yan said to himself.
"This sword is called the God-Slaying God. It is invisible and intangible, specializing in soul consciousness." As Jingyu spoke, he once again urged the sword intent in the sword. An invisible and ignorant sword energy was displayed, turning into subtle and invisible.
The sword energy surged to Gonggong.
Wherever he passed, the world was lost and his spiritual consciousness was dark. In Ying Yan's sight, Gonggong covered his head with his hands in pain, and his long hair like a sea snake twisted wildly in pain.
"The third sword is to kill the way." As Jingyu finished speaking, the sword energy teared apart the time and space. Wherever the sword energy passed, the time and space were reversed, the yin and yang were reversed, the five elements were confused, the Tao was chaotic, and the body and spirit were destroyed.
In this sword, a loud noise came from behind the Great Wall that was invisible and ignorant, but echoed in the minds of everyone and the sea monster. The imperial dragon energy that gathered the will of Qin and the imperial aura were flowing into the slash.
In the Dao Sword Qi.
Gonggong stood in the sea in despair. He was not dead, but it seemed that he was dead. At this moment, his connection with the sea was completely cut off.