Huh!
In Yanshan City, the wind surging and the air was rushing, as if dark clouds were pressing on the top. The whole city was filled with depression, making people breathe hard.
“替死而生?”
杨狱咀嚼着老道的话,不禁皱眉.
The magical powers are strange and varied, and are not comparable to martial arts, but this kind of magical power is a bit too weird.
If you possess such supernatural powers, if you deliberately die, wouldn’t you be able to indirectly live forever?
"Life for death, no wonder, no wonder this person can take the four steps of becoming an immortal. I am afraid that this evil path has lived for countless years..."
铁踏法挣扎着起身,龇牙咧嘴.
I felt that everything was painful. Those wind blades had the ability to cut metal and iron. He forced himself to kill Feng Hao, which was equivalent to being cut by hundreds of swords, and the bones were visible.
Chu Tianyi stood silently, frowned, urging his magical powers.
"The ancestor..."
Hearing Lu Qingting's voice, Gu Qingyi's face tightened slightly, and she couldn't help but take a few steps forward: "Junior brother, he..."
"Your junior brother? Haha! Your ancestor will use this kid's life as a price to destroy my supernatural powers!"
The surging anger instantly returned to silence, and An Dao Ren laughed and said moody:
"It's a pity, Zhang Lai, do you think I can't urge me to 'live for death' without Feng Hao's soul?"
“这世上,没有不破的神通.”
老道人只是摇头:
"What's more, the level of your magical power is far from being squandered at will. The reason why you can 'live for death' and extend your life by two hundred is just because you rely on a few ghosts from the old pious woman to urge the book of the underworld..."
安道人一步踏出,气焰如火,层层攀升:
"Zhang Lailuo, do you know that whenever you see your face, Master Dao wants to tear it apart!"
boom!
The rich blood and energy rose up like a curtain, and then fell heavily. The sky was red for a moment, and the terrifying blood and energy were burning all the city.
At the same time as the rising heat wave, there was also the extremely violent and extremely fierce roar of the man:
“老杂毛,死来!”
boom!
In the scorching blood light, An Dao Ren was like a legendary giant demon god, exuding a terrifying and horrifying aura.
However, his martial arts are as ethereal as an immortal, as he flies bloody clothes, like a great roc flapping his wings, and a Kunpeng in Yueyuan, unspeakable freedom and loneliness, domineeringness and ferocity.
Demon and Immortal, two completely different auras, seemed to have reached the most perfect intersection in him.
With one arm rising and falling, the five fingers that were bent and stretched seemed to pull down the sky, wrapping up the deep darkness as thick as ink.
The power was so strong that everyone in the city was shocked.
“十都.”
Yang Yu's heart beat violently for a moment, and the blood demon in front of him showed a breath that was very different from that of a normal warrior.
But in just a moment, everyone's eyes, including him, fell on the "old Taoist".
“卿本佳人,奈何,奈何……”
Looking at the bloody color pressing down like the cover of the sky, Zhang La sighed, and the scene of that year seemed to appear before his eyes.
It’s a pity for the young Taoist who is determined to become an immortal and wants to continue the ancient road...
Only Lu Qingting heard the gentle sigh. At this moment, he felt that his spirit suddenly rose to a height beyond his imagination.
‘The realm of the ancestor!’
Lu Qingting's mind was trembling, just like a swimming fish in a pond that could see the vast ocean, almost fascinated.
call!
It seemed like a moment, or even a moment later, the old Taoist had already taken a step forward and pointed it like a sword:
"Come!"
Zheng ~
As if he was like saying something, Zhang Lai pointed to the front and there was a sword sound like a dragon roar in everyone's ears.
“That’s…”
The moment when the sword sound came from his ears, Yang Yu almost thought that the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword jumped out of the Gluttony Cauldron. He looked at it and saw where the sword sound came from.
It was a simple sword, which seemed to be rusty from the dusty underground for many years.
But in just a moment, all the rust on the sword had fallen off, bursting out with a sharp edge.
Buzz ~
It was like thunder falling from the sky across the dark night, and it was fast and fast. Before Zhang Lai finished speaking, it had fallen between his five fingers.
Click!
After the crisp sound of holding the sword, Zhang Lai's calm but without any sharpness:
"You have wasted a thousand years and have no gains except to blame others. But I don't know what to do..."
Zheng!
With one sword, the yin and yang will be separated!
In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder echoed throughout the world, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the inside and outside the city.
I saw a sword energy magnificently coming from the earth to the sky, cutting the airflow, red, and even everything.
In less than a moment, the sword energy that was dozens of feet long had cut everything in front of me into two. Looking from afar, it seemed that the sky had been cut open!
Seven Tribulation Sword, Yin and Yang Divide!
The light of a sword was so bright.
At this moment, whether it was Yang Yu, Feng Wushuang, Gu Qingyi, or Wang Muzhi who was watching the battle from afar outside the city, he couldn't help but look moved.
The Seven Tribulation Sword Technique is familiar to everyone present.
During the six months of Yang Yu's death, he saw Taoist practicing sword moves more than once. However, even Mr. Lin Er's amazing sword moves were far less than one-tenth of what he saw here.
There was no trace of human beings in this sword. With his superhuman perception, there was no glimpse of any flaws or omissions.
This is very familiar and flowing, and it is natural.
Like the wind in the mountains, like the flow of clouds, like the rise and fall of the sun, like birth, old age, sickness and death...
This should be like this, it should be like this!
"Skills are close to Tao, like magical powers!"
This thought flashed through Yang Yu's mind, and then:
How do I fight this?!
Boom!
The sword energy that was restrained to its limit completely exploded in an instant, and thousands of streams of light raged in the sky, shattering all the blood-colored mist and the airflow.
No one would have expected that this Martial Saint-level battle lasted for such a short time.
But that's how everything happened.
Until the old Taoist returned the sword to the sheath in full view of everyone, the blood demon staggered and knelt on the ground, and no one woke up from the shock of the previous moment.
Click!
The sound of earth and rocks shattering was heard. This was the sound of Yanshan City's tower and the city wall being split into two by the sharp sword energy.
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"The knot is over..."
Iron Stepping Method woke up just like a dream. Looking around, my eyes were full of frightened and dullness.
"Seven Tribulations, Seven Tribulation Sword..."
Chu Tianyi's five fingers trembled, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. As a swordsman, no one was more frightened than he was.
Just one sword, he actually raised a kind of shame and frustration that he was not worthy of holding the sword...
"Zhang, Zhang..."
The blood demon supported the ground with his elbows, and under him was a pool of sticky blood. He raised his head stiffly, a blood line from the middle of his eyebrows to the lower jaw.
Through the throat and until under the clothes...
Failed!
After a thousand and two hundred years, he was once again defeated by his old enemy.
He had thought about this scene, but he had never thought that this time, he would be defeated so miserably.
Thousands of years ago, in order to suppress himself, this old Taoist traveled all over the country and used all his skills to nail himself to death with the method of fighting for life.
But now...
"One sword, one sword..."
Amid the hoarse and bleak laughter, An Dao Ren forced himself to hold his body, sat cross-legged, and let the blood flow ticked.
"You gave up martial arts, but your supernatural powers are unable to practice diligently. You have forgotten all the Taoist techniques and extraordinary techniques. You only have the Tao fruits in your heart, only immortality, and paranoidness like a demon..."
Returning the sword to the sheath, the old Taoist is neither sad nor happy, and his expression is calm:
"In fact, it's nothing more than that."
"Hahahahaha!"
It seemed that he was deeply hurt by the evaluation of his old enemy. An Dao Ren laughed loudly, and the blood and tears of laughter flowed together:
"Zhang Lai, Zhang Lai, you are a celestial being, you are a banished immortal. Unfortunately, if you want to kill me, you will die..."
The laughter stopped, his eyes became fierce and arrogant:
"For one and two, Master Dao will not lose money!"
Hearing this, the old Taoist was silent for a moment, and Lu Qingting's voice sounded:
"With my weak body, it is a very cost-effective transaction to be able to exchange for the ten capitals and return to heaven! The ancestor, the disciple is not afraid!"
"Master, his supernatural powers are truly invincible?"
Gu Qingyi couldn't help but step forward.
She and Lu Qingting are siblings, but how could she bear to let him die?
Yang Yu glanced at Chu Tianyi who was silent and took a step forward: "I dare to ask the real person, what is the magical power of this demon?"
The moment the blood demon first appeared, he had already urged Tongyou to pass, but his magical power level was not as high as this Taoist, so he could not see his fate or flaws.
Even at this moment, the blood mist in my eyes was still visible, and I couldn't see it in detail.
"Life for death."
After a brief meditation, An Dao Ren had restrained all his depressedness, but his face was still very bad:
"My magical powers have no ability to kill, but they have the miraculous effect of saving lives and prolonging life. For all ten kinds of genus, killing me is like killing yourself!"
"So weird?!"
Hearing this, everyone frowned, and the already clenched fists in Tiefa could not help but let go.
This magical power is too evil.
Just imagine, you used all your life to kill the enemy, but in a blink of an eye, the enemy occupied your body...
How terrifying is this?
"There is no magical power in this world."
The old Taoist spoke:
"Thousands of years ago, the old Taoist dragged you to die with his decayed body, which is the way to break it. Today, it is just a recurrence in the past!
Without Feng Hao’s ghost, how many times can you urge the book of the underworld?”
The old Taoist looked as usual, explained to everyone, then stepped on his feet and gave instructions:
"A man dies like a lamp extinguishes. Let's go with the old Taoist!"
"etc!"
Seeing that Zhang Lai was so decisive, An Daoren finally couldn't help but look hard, and his face was extremely difficult to see:
"Zhang Lailuo, I will admit defeat today. I will wait for the next illusion reincarnation and divide the difference again. How about it? At least, there is no need to delay your disciples from the same place..."
"It's just life and death. Since you call yourself an immortal, why do you have to do this ugly attitude? It's just a waste of time and people are underestimating..."
Old Dao Zhang sneered and handed it down with one finger.
But it was just above Yang Yu's palm, and the old Taoist frowned.
Yang Yu glanced at the hideous and laughing ghost baby and asked:
Chapter completed!