Winter goes to chun, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and everything changes, whether it is subtle or grand, there is always an established trajectory to follow.
The stones thrown up, no matter how high they are thrown into the sky, will eventually fall, the same size of gold, compared to the same size of white steamed buns, is always heavy, and the water will always flow low These are the trajectories and truths between heaven and earth, and the primates of all things that grow in this world, no matter how powerful, cannot be separated from this source.
A thousand ordinary heavy armor can still exhaust the soul power of a saint master, and can pile up a saint master, not to mention an army of thousands of people who are all wearing soul soldiers like the night demon heavy armor.
This army is already the most important combat force in the main army of Damang.
It's like an adult and a child fighting, how can an adult be knocked down by a child's punch instead When Zhong Cheng and Lin Xi appeared one after another, the confidence of the black-shirted man holding the orange sè short sword had indeed been shaken, and he also admitted that he did not have enough confidence, but if the basic principles were overturned, then for him, this world, his cultivation, was meaningless, if he did not fight, would he doubt the whole world, doubt his entire life in the past The strength of a practitioner comes from himself and heaven and earth, and even if he is himself, he is only the primate who is based on this heaven and earth, if he can't even rely on this heaven and earth, then how can he still gain a foothold in this heaven and earth Therefore, this holy master, who was armed with an orange sè short sword, finally decided to fight.
The same goes for the blue-shirted saint master beside him.
An Iron Man-like Night Demon Heavy Armor has entered the Wormsong Alley.
The black-shirted man holding the orange sè short sword saw that Lin Xi was still talking to the nightingale, Zhong Cheng and the others, but his voice was extremely low, and he turned his body sideways, in the rain and fog of the night, it was impossible for this black-shirted saint master to see what Lin Xi was talking about at the moment by means such as lip reading.
Letting the soul soldier heavy armor army consume some of the opponent's soul power first should be the best way to fight the enemy at this moment, but this black-shirted saint master with a sword felt that he couldn't wait any longer, because if he waited any longer, his confidence would be even weaker, and his will and sword strength would be even weaker.
So at that moment, between his deep breaths, he let go of his hand.
The orange sè sword in his hand flew up with a vib, straight into the air, disappeared into the rain in a flash, and then flashed, it had already turned into a rainbow, appearing above Lin Xi's head, winding a curved arc in the air, cutting to Lin Xi's back neck.
Lin Xi didn't move.
Gao Yanan and Jiang Xiaoyi beside him also didn't move.
Because they don't yet have the ability to face the Holy Master head-on, the opponents of these two Bladeworthy Masters are Zhong Cheng and Nightingale.
All they needed to do was to prevent those reckless soul soldiers from hindering the battle between Zhong Cheng and Nightingale and the two Holy Masters on the other side.
It was Bell City that moved.
This sword light was already extremely fast for an ordinary cultivator, as if it was directly revealed from the autumn rain, but he still had time to take a step forward.
One step out, and the fireworks are great.
A strong wind erupted outside his body, and countless tiny raindrops blew out and swirled, forming transparent mirrors, making the space outside him, Lin Xi and the others hazy and not very real.
At the same time, his hands were raised, hugging each other, and his hands were full of brilliance, as if he had picked up a bright moon.
One blow, the moon hammer.
He simply slammed his hammer into the orange flying sword.
However, at this moment, in the extremely short time that Lin Xi and the others had no time to react, the brilliance of this orange and yellow flying sword rapidly dimmed, and two more violent fluctuations of vitality, like two lotus flowers, spread out in front of the black-shirted saint master and the blue-shirted saint master at the same time.
The sharp sword qi stirred the rain silk into white filaments, spreading in the air, and because of the power it carried, it lasted in the air for a long time, forming a coagulation picture.
A small ivory sword and a small blue sword flew out of the sleeves of the black-shirted saint master and the blue-shirted saint master at the same time, and with majestic power, they flew close to the ground and stabbed at the nightingale The black scarf on the face of the black-shirted saint master and the white mask on the face of the blue-shirted saint master had been shattered by the violent aura on the two of them at this time, but at this time, the identities of the two no longer needed to be concealed.
When Xiri Gu Xinyin and Yunhai teamed up to assassinate Tang Zanghuang's uncle, these two flying swords also appeared.
The ivory sword is called "Shengtianxiang", and the blue sè sword is called "Wisdom Sea", both of which are from Tang Tibet.
Turn off the AT AD AGT Therefore, this black-shirted saint master is the first master under Xiao Xiang, the uncle of the Tang Tibetan Emperor in the past, and Han Xuzi, the first sword master of the Tang Dynasty.
The blue-shirted saint master is naturally Xiao Xiang's adopted son, Xiao Huihai.
Whether it was Han Xuzi or Xiao Huihai, 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, there was no place for them in Tang Zang, so these two 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 pride and courage.
When faced with fear in the face of cultivation and battle, even a holy master is like crossing the highest peak of his life, and then he has already begun to come to an end.
I'm afraid that only by defeating a powerful opponent can I restore myself to my previous realm and pull myself back from the end of the road, so Han Xuzi is more cautious than ever, the black scarves and masks on his and Xiao Huihai's faces are not just to hide their identities, but to hide his sword.
That orange sè small sword, which seems to be sharp, is actually just a "fake sword".
This kind of instant release of a flying sword and "cutting" all the power to another flying sword is simple to say, but in fact it is like the moment when water is penetrated into a large tank, and the water from that large tank is immediately taken out and put into another tank.
To do it smoothly and without showing traces, I don't know how difficult it will be.
Han Xuzi didn't know who else in the world could do it besides himself.
And he has never officially used such a fake in the world, so that the Bright Moon Hammer of the True Sword Zhongcheng used the power of his whole body with a single blow, the most violent, if he lifted himself up and smashed it out, it was absolutely impossible for him to change his momentum when he was already attracted by his fake sword.
And although Nightingale is strong, he is still not Ni Henian's opponent, so it is naturally impossible to resist the full force of the two of them.
So in his heart, this sword, the nightingale is already mortal.
The two flying swords, extremely tacitly understood, flew one after the other to pierce the nightingale's heart and back waist respectively, and there was a slight time difference between them, which was impossible for the holy master to react.
Faced with these two flying swords, Nightingale made a choice, and she struck a finger on the tip of the long knife she was carrying.
Dozens of cracks as thin as spider webs spread along the blade, as if many runes had suddenly formed, and when a sound sounded, countless sound waves from the vibration of power suddenly descended on her back, hitting the blue flying sword that came first.
Nightingale can only block a sword.
She chose to block the blue sè flying sword that came first.
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Han Xuzi's ivory sword fell like a phantom to the nightingale's heart, feeling that success was just around the corner, and feeling that the flying sword like his own palm was about to pierce into the flesh and blood of the other party, Han Xuzi couldn't help but cheer up.
However, the next moment, his eyes were filled with extremely mixed emotions.
Because he sensed that all the power of Zhong Cheng erupted from his arms, like a bright moon pressed down, Zhong Cheng's bright moon smashed down, and it was not his "fake sword", but it was heavily smashed on his real sword, the Holy Heavenly Elephant Sword that was connected with his body's soul power and breath This moment is irreversible.
Lan Sè's small sword shook violently, and countless transparent strands appeared on the sword's body.
Xiao Huihai's face turned snow-white, a few drops of blood were sprinkled between his fingers, and the blue sè sword swept back sharply.
The bright moon disintegrated, and Zhong Cheng's two cuffs were all cracked and shattered, and extremely fine cut wounds appeared on his skin.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, the ivory sword shattered completely.
Some fragments flew upside down on Han Xuzi's body in the distance, and the invisible power vibrated along his soul power channel, rushing into his body, like some fragments of the bright moon, which also hit his body.
Five or six tiny holes appeared on Han Xuzi's body, and fragments of the ivory sword flew out from behind him and fell.
The tiny holes on his body all shuffled out a thin blood arrow, and sticky blood also flowed from his mouth and nose at the same time.
Zhong Cheng shook his head and sat down directly.
In the battle between him and Ni Henian, he had already suffered serious internal injuries, and under this blow, he had no strength to fight again.
It's just that he can be sure that he has at least changed the other party's Han Xuzi, so although he has some regrets, there is still a satisfied smile on his face.
Han Xuzi also sat down.
The flying sword shattered, his internal organs were severely damaged, and his injuries were more serious than Zhong Cheng's, but what hurt more was his heart.
The more advanced the cultivators, especially at the level of the Holy Master, the battle is often seemingly simple on the surface, but in fact it is mysterious, and it is extremely fast, and it can be injured at the least, and life and death at the worst.
It is normal for the Holy Master to take one or two breaths and then die in one round, because in the time of one or two breaths in the eyes of others, the Holy Master has smashed all the enlightenment and cultivation of his whole life into it.
Therefore, in this very short period of time, it is not difficult for Han Xuzi to accept, but what makes him unacceptable is unreasonable.
So at this point his brain is still blank.
Xiao Huihai's internal injuries were slightly lighter, he was still able to make a move, and each side went to a holy master, the overall situation was still favorable to their side, so his inner turmoil was also slightly lighter.
At this point, he was more just afraid.
"They only have these few people, kill them" He summoned his blue flying sword and hung it in front of him, and at the same time gave a sharp command to the heavy armor of the night demon that had already surged behind him.
He will no longer choose to fight his own, but will choose to rely on these heavy armor to grind these opponents in front of him
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