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Chapter 1720 Hundreds of Shapes

The black patterns spread all over Zhang Xuan's body, and the purple divine sword condensed again, with black dead energy lingering above.

Behind Zhang Xuan, a huge heroic spirit held a red divine sword in his hand and slashed out at the old man Hehua.

"The so-called rules also have established energy. If they exceed this range, can you easily control them?"

The divine sword in Zhang Xuan's hand slashed out likewise.

This time, the old man He Hua's face changed slightly. He still said a word scattered, but this time it was different from standing there before. Instead, his body quickly retreated. The place where the old man He Hua was just standing was cut down by a sword, and even the top of the mountain was flattened.

Although the words of Mr. Hehua limit some of the rules, as Zhang Xuan said, when the energy is greater than the rules that Mr. Hehua can control, it can still cut out damage. After all, if Mr. Hehua's rules had no restrictions, he would have been invincible in this world.

Since the last battle with Duan Jiulong, Zhang Xuan has considered the so-called issue of Tao and laws. Although Duan Jiulong said arrogantly, in fact, Duan Jiulong just exaggerated everything.

Whether it is the Tao mentioned by Duan Jiulong or the rules mentioned by Mr. He Hua, they are all types of energy gathering. Although familiar with this rule, what is more important is the energy quantity that one can control. When the energy quantity reaches a certain level, the so-called rules will not play such a big role unless the rules mastered by this person are also extremely terrifying, but is there such a person really?

Yin Yue appeared in the air, absorbing the surrounding energy and constantly blessed Zhang Xuan.

Old Man Hehua stood there, looked at Zhang Xuan, and sighed: "The murderous aura is too strong, and we should suppress it!"

When the word suppression came out, a giant hand slapped it in the sky. The giant hand was a hundred meters tall, as if it was about to collapse the mountain.

If the words follow the law, every word of Mr. He Hua may turn into an attack. As long as he is willing, the rules he masters are extremely terrifying. Even for people with weak strength, Mr. He Hua's words may become the guide to fate.

"Suppress me?"

Zhang Xuan snorted coldly, and raised the divine sword in his hand. The heroic spirit behind him also made the same move. The huge red divine sword slashed straight towards the giant hand in the sky.

The huge hand that was pressing down was split open by the red divine sword.

On the mountainside, the leaders of major forces who were preparing to climb the mountain all saw this scene, and everyone opened their mouths wide and were shocked by this scene.

"Thunder come!"

"The wind is coming!"

"The rain comes!"

The wind blade is mixed in the mad thunder. The mad thunder blends with the rain. Every drop of rain has the power of thunder. The raindrops fall to the ground and explode violently.

These violent attacks all turned towards Zhang Xuan alone.

Zhang Xuan backhanded, and the magic sword was horizontally in front of him. The sword light suddenly surged. At this moment, a stream of heat burned, and the rainfall from the sky evaporated instantly.

"really."

Zhang Xuan held the sword and rushed into the air.

"As long as it is energy, the attributes can be changed within a certain amount of volume. If so, then..."                                                                                                                  

"Tiger and crane double-shaped!"

The huge tiger formed behind Zhang Xuan and rushed directly towards Old Man Hehua. The spirit crane spread its wings and came from the sky. Zhang Xuan himself also flashed and arrived in front of Old Man Hehua. He dissipated the energy of the divine sword in his hand and fought with Old Man Hehua in the most primitive way.

The double-shaped tiger and crane are Zhang Xuan’s most commonly used moves when he first comes into contact with Qi. At this time, he exerts great power.

Duan Jiulong and the old man He Hua's words were equivalent to a thorough reminder of Zhang Xuan that the so-called rules were nothing more than the most basic thing in this world, and the composition of energy was one of them.

Although Zhang Xuan did not understand the composition of controlling this energy, he had learned all the most basic things in other aspects.

At the beginning, Lu Yan asked Zhang Xuan to learn the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts. After Zhang Xuan gradually became stronger, the moves he relied on were the World-Destroying Demon Sword and Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, which had almost been put down and no longer used. However, what could have been passed down by his ancestors for hundreds or thousands of years were really useless? If it was really useless, how could Lu Yan ask Zhang Xuan to learn it?

Energy is the foundation of this world.

And all things are also the foundation of this world.

At this time, Zhang Xuan transformed into all things with his body, tigers and cranes came out together, and a big roc spread his wings, and a spiritual snake spitted out the snake's letter from behind the old man Hehua.

For a moment, countless evil things transformed out.

"Haha, has this been the way I found my own?"

The middle-aged man in the Ninth Game looked back at the location of Zhang Xuan and smiled slightly.

The man hiding in the black robe couldn't help but look at Zhang Xuan and murmured: "It's interesting, is there another controller? But the timing of the appearance is not very correct."

The boxing techniques in Zhang Xuan's hand were constantly transformed, mantis fist, twelve legs, pictograms, tiger shapes, monkey shapes, and hundreds of martial arts, were shot out from Zhang Xuan's hand like flowing clouds and water. At this time, Zhang Xuan was trapped in a mysterious state, and everything he had learned in the past kept appearing in his mind.

"The so-called hundreds of forms are also the hundred intentions."

What Lu Yan once said also came to Zhang Xuan's mind.

"The so-called "bill of will" is the intention of sentient beings. If you give birth to extraordinary children, you will be stronger than others, but at the same time, you will also bear more burdens than others. You will also relieve the intention of sentient beings and turn into hundreds of forms."

Lu Yan's words were so mysterious, but at this moment, Zhang Xuan seemed to be able to understand what Lu Yan said.

Facing the countless phantoms of spirit beasts, Old Man Hehua kept calling out Fayan and confronting him.

"Hehua, be sure to kill him."

The man hidden in the black robe used his spiritual energy to force his voice into a thread and passed it to He Hua.

"This boy's murderous intent is too strong, so he must be suppressed!"

Old Man Hehua raised the crutch in his hand. At this moment, the crutch in his hand radiated white light, "Shenting Town!"

I saw a huge divine palace appearing in the void, pressing down on the divine palace. Even the mountain could not withstand the power of the divine palace, and the mountain was instantly destroyed halfway.

Facing this divine palace, a giant ape phantom jumped out, holding the divine palace with both hands, and a great roc spread its wings and rushed into the divine palace. After a few seconds, the divine palace dissipated.

The expression of the old man Hehua changed. He obviously did not expect that his divine palace would be destroyed so easily.

"He Hua, his current state is very mysterious, you can't suppress him."

The man in black robe sent a message again, "I want to kill him!"

Old Man Hehua snorted coldly, "Do you bring the Temple of Athens and your hands into your hands?"
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