Winter turns to spring, grass grows and orioles fly, and all things change, whether subtle or grand, there is always a set track to follow.
No matter how high a stone is thrown into the sky, it will eventually fall. Gold of the same size will always be heavier than a white bun of the same size. Water will always flow downward... These are the trajectories between heaven and earth.
The truth is, no matter how powerful the primates of all things growing in this world are, they cannot break away from this origin.
A thousand ordinary heavy armors can exhaust the soul power of a holy master and kill a holy master, let alone an army of a thousand men all wearing heavy soul armor like the Night Demon Heavy Armor.
This army is already the most important combat force in Da Mang's main army.
This is like a fight between an adult and a child. How could the adult be knocked down by the child instead?
When Zhong Cheng and Lin Xi appeared one after another, the confidence of the man in black holding an orange dagger had indeed been shaken. He also admitted that he did not have enough confidence, but if the basic principles were overturned, then for him, the world
, his practice is meaningless at all. If he doesn't fight, how can he doubt the whole world and his whole past life?
The power of a practitioner comes from oneself and heaven and earth, and even oneself is only a spiritual leader based on this world. If he cannot even rely on this world, how can he still gain a foothold in this world?
So this holy master holding an orange dagger finally decided to fight.
The same goes for the blue-shirted Saint Master beside him.
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A heavily armored Night Demon like Iron Man has entered the Insect Alley.
The man in black shirt holding an orange dagger saw Lin Xi still talking to Nightingale, Zhong Cheng and others, but his voice was extremely low, and he turned his body sideways. In the rainy and foggy night, it was impossible for this holy master in black to pass.
By reading lips and other means, you can tell what Lin Xi is saying at the moment.
Letting the heavy-armored soul soldiers consume some of the opponent's soul power first should be the best way to deal with the enemy at this moment. However, the sword-wielding black-shirted holy master felt that he could no longer wait, because if he waited any longer, his confidence would be even stronger.
If it is not enough, the will and sword power will become weaker.
So at this moment, between his deep breaths, he let go of his hand.
The small orange sword in his hand flew up and shot straight into the sky. It disappeared in the rain for a flash, and then turned into a startling rainbow that appeared above Lin Xi's head and curved in the air.
The arc cuts towards the back of Lin Xi's neck.
Lin Xi made no move.
Gao Yanan and Jiang Xiaoyi beside him did not move either.
Because they do not have the ability to confront the Holy Master directly, the opponents of these two Sword Masters are Zhong Cheng and Nightingale. All they need to do is to prevent those heavy armors of the great soul soldiers from hindering Zhong Cheng.
The battle between Cheng and Nightingale and the other two Saint Masters.
What moves is Zhongcheng.
For ordinary practitioners, this sword light was almost as fast as coming out of the autumn rain, but he still had time to take a step forward.
As soon as you step out, there will be a huge explosion of fireworks.
A strong wind arose outside his body, and countless tiny raindrops blew out and rotated, forming transparent mirrors, making the space outside him, Lin Xi and others become hazy and unreal.
At the same time, he raised his hands and held them in a virtual embrace. His hands were full of brilliance, as if he was holding a bright moon.
One strike, the Moon Hammer.
He simply hit the orange flying sword with one hammer.
However, at this moment, in a very short period of time before Lin Xi and others had time to react, the brilliance of the orange flying sword dimmed rapidly, and two groups of more violent energy fluctuations, like two lotus flowers, appeared before the black-shirted holy master.
It spread out in front of the blue-shirted Saint Master at the same time.
The cold sword energy stirred the rain into white filaments, spreading in the air, and because of the power it carried, it stayed in the air for a long time, forming a series of frozen scenes.
A small ivory sword and a small blue sword flew out from the sleeves of the black-shirted saint master and the blue-shirted saint master at the same time. With majestic power, they flew close to the ground and stabbed the nightingale together!
The black scarf on the black-shirted saint master's face and the white mask on the blue-shirted saint master's face were shattered by the violent auras of the two men at this time. However, at this time, there was no need to hide the identity of the two people.
In the past, when Gu Xinyin and Yunhai teamed up to assassinate Uncle Tang Zang, these two flying swords also appeared.
The ivory sword is called "Holy Sky Elephant" and the blue sword is called "Wisdom Sea", both of which come from Tang Zang.
Therefore, this black-shirted holy master is the former Tang Zang emperor's uncle Xiao Xiang's top master, Tang Zang's first swordsman Han Xuzi. The blue-shirted holy master is naturally Xiao Xiang's adopted son, Xiao Huihai.
Neither Han Xuzi nor Xiao Huihai had any place in Tang Zang after Xiao Xiang was killed by Gu Xinyin and some secret agreements were reached between the new emperor of Tang Zang and Vice President Xia. Therefore, these two people finally
Joined the war between Da Mang and Yun Qin, Purgatory Mountain and Qingluan Academy.
For Han Xuzi, in the battle with Yunhai, he lost not only his foothold, but also his pride and courage.
When facing the fear of practicing and fighting, even a holy master seems to have passed the highest peak in his life and has begun to approach his end.
I am afraid that only by defeating a powerful opponent can he restore himself to his previous state and pull himself back from the dead end... So Han Xuzi is more cautious than ever before. The black scarves and masks on his and Xiao Huihai's faces
, not only to cover up their identities, but also to cover up his sword attack.
That small orange sword looks sharp, but it's actually just a "fake sword."
This moment of letting go of one flying sword and "cutting" all the power to another flying sword sounds simple, but in fact it is like the moment when water is poured into a large vat, and then the water in that vat is poured out.
Take it out immediately and put it in another tank. I don't know how difficult it is to do it smoothly and without leaving any trace.
Han Xuzi didn't know who else in the world could do it except himself.
And he has never officially used such a fake or real sword in the world...Zhongcheng's Mingyue Hammer uses all the strength of his body in one blow, and it is the most violent, such as lifting himself up and throwing him out, and he has already been hit by his fake sword.
It was absolutely impossible for him to change his position in time when he was attracted. Although Nightingale was strong, she was still no match for Ni Henian, so it was naturally impossible for her to withstand the full strength of their swords.
So in his heart, Nightingale was certain to die with this sword strike.
The two flying swords were in perfect synergy, one after the other, piercing Nightingale's heart and lower back respectively, and there was a tiny time difference between them that even the Holy Master could not react to.
Facing these two flying swords, Nightingale made a choice. She tapped her finger on the tip of the long knife in her hand.
Dozens of cracks as thin as spider webs spread along the blade, as if many runes were suddenly formed. At the same time as the sound of the sound, countless sound waves of power suddenly descended behind her, hitting the one that came first.
blue flying sword.
Nightingale can only block one sword.
She chose to block the blue flying sword that came first.
Han Xuzi's ivory sword fell towards Nightingale's heart like a phantom. He felt that success was right in front of him. He felt that the flying sword that was like the palm of his hand was about to pierce into the opponent's flesh and blood. Han Xuzi couldn't help but feel excited.
However, the next moment, his eyes were filled with extremely complex emotions.
Because he felt that all the power of Zhongcheng spurted out from his arms, like a bright moon pressing down. The bright moon of Zhongcheng hammered down. What was hit was not his "fake sword", but a heavy blow on the ground.
He got his real sword, the Holy Celestial Elephant Sword that was connected with his body’s soul power!
This moment cannot be changed.
The small blue sword shook violently, and countless transparent strands appeared on the sword.
Xiao Huihai's face turned snow-white, a few drops of blood spilled from his fingers, and the blue sword flew back sharply.
The bright moon collapsed, and both of Zhong Cheng's cuffs were split and shattered, and extremely fine cuts appeared on the skin.
He spit out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, all the ivory swords were broken into pieces.
Some fragments flew upside down and fell on Han Xuzi in the distance. The invisible force vibrated along his soul power channel and rushed into his body. Like some fragments of the bright moon, they also entered his body.
Five or six small holes appeared on Han Xuzi's body, and fragments of the ivory sword flew out from behind him and fell.
A thin arrow of blood shot out from these small holes in his body, and thick blood also flowed out of his mouth and nose.
Zhong Cheng shook his head and sat down directly.
In the battle with Ni Henian, he had already suffered serious internal injuries. After this blow, he had no strength to fight anymore. But he was sure that he had at least replaced the opponent's Han Xuzi, so although he felt a little regretful
, but there was still a smile of satisfaction on his face.
Han Xuzi also fell down and sat down.
The flying sword was shattered and his internal organs were severely injured. His injuries were more serious than Zhong Cheng's, but what was more seriously injured was his heart.
The higher the level of practitioners, especially those who reach the level of Saint Master, the battles often look simple on the surface, but in reality are mysterious, and they can be injured very quickly, and can lead to life and death in severe cases.
Among Saint Masters, one or two breaths, one round can make the difference between life and death. This is a normal thing, because in what others see as one or two breaths, the Saint Master has realized what he has learned throughout his life.
My whole life's cultivation has been ruined in it.
Therefore, it was not difficult for Han Xuzi to accept that the damage was beyond control in a very short period of time, but it was unreasonable for him to accept it.
So his mind was still blank at this time.
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Xiao Huihai's internal injuries were slightly lighter, he was still able to take action, and both sides lost a Saint Master. The overall situation was still favorable to their side, so his inner agitation was also slightly lighter.
At this time, he was more just afraid.
"They only have these few people, kill them!"
He recalled his blue flying sword, hung it in front of him, and at the same time gave a sharp order to the heavy-armored Night Demon that had surged behind him.
He will no longer choose to fight on his own, but will choose to rely on these heavy armors to wear down the opponents in front of him.
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