Chapter 382: Ming War (Part 2)

He was the only peak master who left the Mirror Dragon without being injured, and he was also the third person who arrived here the fastest. At this time, his sword went straight towards Sima without any detours.

What a brilliant sword, what a bright sword, what a powerful sword!

——"Guangcheng Danjian"·[Sun and Moon Glow]

When it comes to the word "high and profound", "Guangcheng Danjian" is unsurprisingly the first among the peaks in Kongtong. In the process of refining the "Jianzang", the elders often refer to Guangcheng Peak instead of Yuanshan Peak. Wufeng is the cornerstone, because its sword field is broad, its Taoism is profound, and it can tolerate many things.

Only one out of ten disciples in the peak can learn this sword, so much so that when people talk about Guangcheng Peak, they often only remember the Song of the Songwu Sword.

But it does indeed exist, and after Jizu went into hiding and the head of the clan closed in, Shi Shaosheng was also the face of kendo within two fingers of Kongtong.

At this time, he attacked from below and from the south, and he was sandwiched between Sima and the woman from above and from the north. However, the man had just gathered his sword and it was impossible to organize another strong attack like that.

After trying his best to get no results from the women's sword, now he has to face such a fatal counterattack.

Sima Anjin stared at him indifferently, his sword rose up behind him and thrust out without any hesitation.

For a moment, Shi Shaosheng felt horribly the pressure that the woman had just faced. The fight for the mysterious energy was defeated in almost an instant. It was clearly just a sword rising out of thin air, but Shi Shaosheng suddenly had the [Sun and Moon Glow] in his hands. 】Lost confidence.

But of course the old man knew that there was no way to retreat at this time, and the expression on his face did not show the slightest change - even if he was defeated by this sword, as long as he delayed it for a moment, the sword master would get a chance to carry the sword.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Shi Shaosheng absolutely believed in this woman's actions.

A few feet of distance passed by in an instant.

The exchange of swords only lasts for a moment.

The unimaginable power of Pei Ran suddenly came from the sword on the opposite side. There was not even the link of Yi Sword. The magic of [Sun and Moon Light] did not have time to be displayed. At the moment of collision, Shi Shaosheng could only hold on tightly. The sword in hand.

This is a complete defeat of skill by strength. Fortunately, it is not enough to defeat everything.

Shi Shaosheng held it with his eyes, and Sima's sword was stopped here. In just half a breath - the woman's porcelain white clouds had spread out behind her.

"Explanation of Zhuangzi's Sword"·[Sword of the Princes]

Shi Shaosheng had already seen this sword from the corner of his eye. The sword in front of him that almost crushed him immediately seemed ordinary. His vision was still there. He knew that even if this sword could not kill this person, it could almost finish the opponent. It's a victory, but what about that Stegosaurus——

Unimaginable heat rose from behind.

What he felt for a moment was not the burning pain in his back, but the fire burning out of his body, as if his whole body was thrown into magma.

And even this high temperature did not give him more time to experience it, because at the same time, what rose was a power that was so powerful that it was suffocating.

The coffin made of bronze was exploded with a bang, and the heavy coffin lid flew away like pieces of paper in the strong wind. The man with flying long hair had bright golden eyes, like a god and demon. Thin blue scales climbed from his neck to his cheeks, and his upper body was naked. The fierce flames swirled around, forming fleeting red lotus flowers.

A roaring spear pierced the air.

Shi Shaosheng realized at this moment that it was not him who had strangled Sima, but Sima who had strangled him.

Because this demon is closer than Ming Qitian.

"Zhu Lian Taiye"·[Huozhuo Lotus Seeds]

Shi Shaosheng struggled to twist his body, and instead took Sima's sword in front of him, trying his best to block the terrifying shot behind him. Sima pierced his chest with his sword. Shi Shaosheng leaned up and drew his sword forward, but he collapsed in an instant and lost control of his sword.

The burning energy has begun to turn the coat into ashes, and this shot is definitely enough to burn the entire chest and abdomen into nothingness.

At the critical moment, a straight ray of light was thrown from the air and hit the gun blade. The gun stopped for a moment, and Shi Shaosheng was able to barely deflect the vital point. The next moment, the sword was also bounced away. The gun penetrated the old man's body, and the devastating damage suddenly took effect. Shi Shaosheng's skin and hair were all on fire. He hit the stone platform hard and fell from the edge of the stone platform without stopping.

Yi Duanzhi slowly put away his gun, suppressing madness deep in his cold golden eyes, staring straight at the woman in the air.

Killing intent surged out.

Ming Qitian folded his sleeves and raised his fingers, but behind him, the [Mirror Dragon Sword Sea] had completed another raid. It completely submerged Ying Gao, Guan Shutang and the two of them. When it left again, only two living and dead people were left behind. An unknown falling figure.

"With these heart amulets and sword skills, can you get [Da Liang]?"

"Yes. It is not placed in a certain place like [Jianglou], but has changed its shape over thousands of years. [Buried Star Tomb] said it was 'out of position', which is an appropriate explanation. It needs was imprinted."

"How to make a rubbing?"

"It's the same as the idea you put forward about 'taking the sword' before, except that we need a lot of heart amulets and enough sword skills - you know there is a way to model a circle, and three lines can form a triangle. Four lines can form a square, and countless short lines can form a 'circle' shape."

"[Daliang] is that circle?"

"[The beam] is the circle."

Jinglong, Sima, and Yi Duanzhi, three powerful figures surrounded the woman in the middle.

But Ming Qitian seemed unaware and continued to complete the action just now. The long sword flying in the air suddenly pulled out a snow-white rainbow.

He went straight to Sima's forehead. Sima stepped back and drew his sword, but this time the vast clouds stretched out in all directions, and the sword broke his posture. Sima jumped up and retreated, and the sword chased his forehead, like a fast falcon catching a bird, almost suffocating him.

The majestic fire rose from the side, and Yi Duanzhi's face had both indifference and anger. A nearly ten-foot-long spear stabbed with a sea of ​​fire. It was the almost violent Xuanjing again.

The red fire suddenly submerged the woman, and in the sea of ​​fire, beautiful lotus flowers bloomed, and the lotus petals were like jade pieces carved, the color was as red as cinnabar, pure and unworldly.

"Zhu Lian Taiye" [Avici Lotus Opening]

Ming Yao's spear tip was washed out from such a sea of ​​lotus, and the power of this spear was obviously greater than Sima's [Tu Nan], which had accumulated twenty-one swords just now.

Ming Qitian had no sword in her hand, she glanced aside and actually raised her hand to meet it.

Xiurun's fingers touched the tip of the spear, just like picking up a red lotus, and the sea of ​​fire in the sky suddenly stopped.

Sima seized the opportunity to break the long sword that had temporarily lost control on the other side, and a sharp sword light came to the back again. The woman raised her sleeves and sent the tip of the spear in her hand towards him, and the quiet sea of ​​fire suddenly surged and engulfed him. Ming Qitian turned around and calmly grasped the hilt of the sword, but did not take the opportunity to stab again.

She put the sword behind her with one hand and made a gesture in front of her with the other hand. In this moment without being disturbed, she quietly watched the scene in front of her.

The princes used people as swords, and Yi Duanzhi's pure strength and courage were the sharpest blade at this moment.

Yi Duanzhi, who was ordered by the [Prince Sword], twisted his wrist, and his arrogant spear intent was interrupted, and he didn't even see any pressure.

Ming Qitian still looked at this scene.

The man's strength and power were shocking, but he was too pure. He was speechless from the beginning to the end, and didn't even have a "human" look in his eyes. The moment he saw her, he seemed to burst out with infinite murderous intent from the deepest part. The golden pupils and dark blue scales might be telling something.

Sima was not injured at all. At the moment when the sea of ​​fire submerged him, he became a larger object than the sea of ​​fire - he turned into dozens of figures in an instant.

It's just that each face was a different drama.

"Xiangren Jing" · [Who pities this face]

All the changes happened in a moment. On the other side, Yi Duanzhi's cold and crazy eyes had stared at Ming Qitian again, and the tip of the gun brought a dazzling, frightening red.

Ming Qitian's hair, who was close at hand, had been lifted by the gun wind. She looked at the demon-like man in front of her with her bright eyes, and a pure white scroll unfolded from behind her.

Isolating everything they saw and heard, the two sides seemed to enter the silent painting together.

[Sword Realm·Taibai]

Taibai is the master of killing.

The purest killing intent filled the whole world in an instant. Yi Duanzhi seemed to have turned into a real god or demon. The red lotus suddenly spread out, as if turning the entire sword world into a sea of ​​fire.

This was clearly his home court!

The fierce killing intent after stripping off the emotions received the most vivid echo in this realm. The fire overflowed the sword world, and the killing intent was almost cold. With the blessing of such a divine art, this was almost the pinnacle of Yi Duanzhi's life!

"Zhu Lian Tai Ye" · [Eight Colds Climbing to Purple]

It was like a dragon's roar piercing the woman's face. The fierce killing intent of the whole world overturned towards her. In the sea of ​​fire, there was only a fluttering white dress.

The woman who created all this loosely grasped the sword, raised the sword and pointed at the seemingly indestructible tip of the spear coming towards her.

Even though he was not in the Dao Qihui, he still generously gave her the Confucian sword.

"Yi Jian" · [Shang Jiu].

The arrogant dragon will regret.

The pure white world suddenly collapsed.

When she was in Feng Huai, the woman had speculated whether the Immortal King could break this sword world. In fact, she had figured out a way to break it after learning this technique for a month. And if the people in the world are approaching the same extreme as the sword world, then the consequences can be imagined.

So she took back the [Commoner Sword] that she used against the Immortal King that day.

Now the whole picture is flying like broken clouds, starting with the tip of Yi Duanzhi's arrogant spear. The whole spear also shattered like a piece of paper, followed by the palm, arm, body, and head. The pure white murderous intent flew away, revealing the real world. Yi Duanzhi stood still and turned into a porcelain man covered with cracks.

Sima Changjian arrived at this time, and nearly a hundred figures rushed over together, and the sword shadows were chaotic like snow. But the woman's opportunity to hurt was indeed only that moment just now. Countless sky-blue robes swept over, but only the swords broke and the shadows were shattered, and all the confusion was swept away by the clouds that stretched like rainbows.

Sima showed his true form in the distance. His dark and cold face still stared at the woman indifferently, but he slowly loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword twice.

Ming Qitian was sensitive to his emotions, and then suddenly frowned and looked at Yi Duanzhi - he saw that the cracks on his body were slowly healing in the dark blue flow.

At the same time, Jinglong arrived again, and the silver sea of ​​swords submerged her.

This time, "breaking out of the sea of ​​swords" was different from the first time, because Jinglong no longer passed by her, but turned into a sea of ​​swords to surround her. When she looked up and down, there were Minghan's swords everywhere. The woman almost broke all 13,000 swords one by one, forcing Jinglong to spend a moment to sort himself out.

The woman hadn't felt so exhausted in the process of playing chess for a long time. It didn't even matter how many swords there were. She could easily break 20,000, 30,000, or 50,000 swords.

What really made her feel "perfect" was the way this sword formation was structured. The woman thought of "harmony of heaven and earth" and "spirituality of Xiting". Now she was not facing a flesh-and-blood swordsman, but an "enemy" of the same level as "Sword Strategy".

The fight after breaking out of the sea of ​​swords left the woman with an internal injury, and her internal organs were broken by a finger-long crack.

This time, the sea of ​​swords consumed more of her energy, and the enemy she faced was no longer just the old man with a dark gold face. Ming Qitian forced Sima back in the three-round sword fight, and turned around too late to catch Yi Duanzhi's shot, so she exchanged a move with him and once again pierced the sword into the man's chest.

And this was originally the direction she wanted.

The woman went back and forth in the belly of this mountain alone with a single sword, and she had seen that the real enemy was not these two powerful and hard-to-find Yeque, but the magical mirror dragon formed by ten thousand swords.

It is painless and insensitive, has no meridians, and will not get hurt. It always strikes the sword perfectly, as if it is competing with her to see who will make a mistake first.

Yun Lang's young sword master will never make a mistake with the sword, but he cannot strike the sword forever. Moreover, this is a concrete manifestation of the enemy's plan. Before the "last one" arrives, she should try her best to destroy it.

She doesn't know how to destroy the sword dragon for the time being, but she at least knows how to destroy the sword technique - the huge ancient mirror of the heart amber on the dragon's head, and every sword move is drawn from it with [pulling silk].

However, the other two parties' attacks were too violent and timely.

Sima had an extremely strong pressure in the first round, and Ming Qitian even doubted that no one in Kongtong could catch that sword attack. But when Yi Duanzhi stepped into the battlefield, he calmed down and turned into a ghost.

Ming Qitian could feel that his spirit and body were extremely tense. When such a person is willing to throw himself into the battlefield as a pawn, it means the fastest response, and there will never be a trace of slackness or mistakes.

Yi Duanzhi was at the other extreme. The man seemed to never get tired or die. His cold and crazy killing intent locked onto her. She could not play any game with him that only humans could play. He did not care how much he was injured. As long as his life was not in danger, he would only attack violently.

So before killing one of them, she had no time to attack the stegosaurus.

She could only fight under heavy pressure and exchange injuries for injuries.

The third round. The fourth round. The fifth round. The only thing to be thankful for was that when the sea of ​​swords submerged her, the other two had no chance to intervene.

But this may also represent another fact - do they think that when this formation is truly completed, human participation is not needed?

Ming Qitian calmly exchanged injuries every time. The "Ice and Snow Body" of the first level of "Gushe" actually provided her with the ability to heal herself, but many people must have never seen the blood-stained white clothes like this. In the process, Yi Duanzhi finally became visibly weak.

Although the attack was still uncompromised, it was obvious that he was burning his life.

On the other side, Sima also had two deep sword marks on his body, which was the help he had to do to prevent Yi Duanzhi from being beheaded by a sword. Dark Gold's face was still indifferent, but Ming Qitian clearly felt that his mood was getting heavier and tenser.

He was also clearly aware of the current situation.

But can he only wait?

At this moment, Ming Qitian suddenly felt the disappearance of a layer of barrier.

She immediately reacted, it was [Jia Zi in the Mountain].

Almost only a moment later, a rapid whistle sounded from outside the belly of the mountain, and the next moment this airflow rushed out of the stone tunnel. Jinglong immediately swung his tail to block it, but was broken through by the old man in a moment. Ji Changyun raised his hair and pressed the sword. When it was unsheathed, [Sword Sea Chapter] had already poured towards the blue-clothed man in the play.

Ming Qitian breathed a sigh of relief and immediately raised her eyes to stare at the ancient mirror on Jinglong's forehead. For the first time, she stared at this amber mirror for a long time. She was carrying the [Bright Mirror and Ice Mirror]. As long as she didn't want to, she would never be fascinated by it. But she suddenly frowned and felt a strange disgust in her heart.

Coincidentally, at the same moment, Ming Qitian suddenly felt the strong demand for the clouds in the distance, and she immediately turned her eyes to agree to it.

But it was a little farther than the woman expected, which made her frown again.