Chapter 149 The Battle of Reciprocal Status
A derivative of Hongjun stepped out.
Holding the Qingping sword in his hand, a sense of war gushed out. Straight to Zhongshan.
Before people arrived, this fighting spirit alone will freeze the whole place today. The wind stopped, the frost and snow fell slightly, and the world that had just been shaking calmed down, and the piercing chill was coming.
The ministers were on guard. The other party could suppress the shaking of heaven and earth only with momentum. Everyone understood his power in an instant. What was in front of him was not an ordinary ancestor, let alone an ordinary saint, but the first person in the world in the past, the strongest Hongjun! Although everyone was full of tension, no one escaped at this moment.
Zhong Shan was waiting. Zhong Shan had long understood the power of Hongjun, but now it is still a little unexpected to see that Hongjun has such a strong momentum with only one derivative.
At the time of concentrment, in the center of the battlefield, the tail of the eight poles flew out.
Hongjun did not take action in person, and Zhong Shan, as the leader, naturally could not take action in person. This is not only a battle, but also a game of status.
The end of the eight poles suddenly appeared, and everyone felt slightly relieved. After all, everyone still remembers the strength of the eight poles.
"Fu!", Baji Tianwei shouted at the Hongjun derivative with a slight anger. His eyes stared at a cold light and the eight tails danced quickly, disturbing the space, making the space that the Hongjun derivative had just been frighten suddenly shaken.
Eight tails danced, and the four swords of the Jade Dynasty sent out a cold light straight to the Hongjun derivative.
"Oh!", there was another shout, and the end of the eight poles rushed towards the Hongjun derivative.
The four swords of Zhuxian are stuck together, spiraling straight to the Hongjun derivative.
In the distance, Hongjun saw the eight-pole Tianwei and said slightly unexpectedly, "Swallow the Tianwei Beast? Root consciousness?"
Hongjun saw the speciality of the eight-pole Tianwei at a glance, and at the same time looked at Zhongshan opposite. Obviously, there are some surprises for Zhongshan, who uses mythical beasts to refine into roots of consciousness.
Opposite, Jian Ao held the Qingfeng long sword tightly, and when it came to Hongjun, "there was no fear at all, but some were a strong fighting spirit.
"Boom nnnnnnnnn~nnnn~nnnnn!"
A strong collision between the four swords of Zhuxian and the Qingping sword. The void was blown up, and the terrible shock radiated everywhere.
Zhu Xian's four swords and Qingping's swords were originally the magic weapons of Tongtian, the fierce swordsman. The five swords of Tongtian collided for the first time.
When the Hongjun derivative waved the Qingping sword, the wrist shook slightly, and a million cyan sword spirit suddenly appeared.
This is not an ordinary sword spirit, but each one is a hundred feet long, and each one is like a peerless soldier, carrying a breath of killing, wrapped in all directions.
The four swords of the Jade Dynasty collided strongly with the Qingping sword, and it was also suddenly stopped. At this time, the "million-dollar cyan sword spirit pierced the body of Baji Tianwei fiercely.
"Bow!"
The body of the eight poles is deformed and extremely distorted.
"Wow!"
Millions of cyan sword spirit was ejected, and the defense of the eight poles is not in vain after all.
Millions of sword gas shot in all directions, and the sword spirit coming in the direction of Zhongshan was blocked by the sword.
With a wave of the sword, countless sword gas flew out, a hundred to one, consuming all the cyan sword gas.
In the distance, the first collision between the Hongjun derivative and the eight-pole Tianwei is also over.
The Hongjun derivative did not move in place, but the tail of the eight poles retreated back a hundred feet.
"Oh!", Baji Tianwei was furious. The four swords of the Jade Dynasty suddenly dispersed and suddenly went to the Hongjun derivative mask in all directions.
"Zhu Xian Sword Array? Humph!" Hongjun snorted coldly.
A sword came from the east, and the blue light rushed straight to the immortal sword.
"Poison nnnnnnnnn~nnnnn~nnnn!", the Qingping sword collided with the Juexian sword, which suddenly disrupted the Zhuxian sword array, and this sword seemed to use the full strength of the Hongjun derivative.
"Desever!" Hongjun*'s body snorted coldly.
"Bow!"
When the endless black sword gas is blown up, the tail of the eight poles of the sky is strangely cut off, and the tail of the immortal sword. One cut and two cuts.
"Eh!", the end of the eight poles shouted in pain.
But the great love ministers are tight in their hearts. This Hongjun derivative is too strong! That's the undefeated immortal sword. Was it cut off?
"Eh!"
Baji Tianwei rushed straight to Hongjun's derivative with a strong resentment, and his black eyes were full of hatred.
"Hmm! Broken!", the sword of Hongjun's derivative is also extremely fast.
When the end of the eight poles rushed over, a sword cut off the fairy sword.
"Oh!", the more painful it became, the more crazy, and the remaining six tails threw faster and faster to the Hongjun derivative.
"Desever!"
Kill the immortal sword.
And at this moment, the remaining five tails have reached the vicinity of the Hongjun derivative.
At this time, Hongjun's derivative waved the fourth sword again, pointing directly at the Jade Sword.
"Desever!"
With a shout, the Qingping sword cut off, but the four tails of the eight poles also circled the Hongjun derivative.
"Boomnnnnnnnn~nnnnnnnn!", when the Qingping sword cut off the Jade Dynasty Sword, there was a loud noise, and the tail of the eight poles exploded in hatred. Self-exploding.
Self-explosion? Hongjun's body was slightly shocked in the distance.
"Rumblennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"
The powerful impact is full of a vast hegemony.
In an instant, the tail of the eight poles turned into hundreds of millions of fragments and exploded!
The Hongjun derivative itself was really impacted by this explosion. At least the clothes of the Hongjun derivative were suddenly damaged, the hair was scattered, and the hand holding the sword broke a gap and spilled blood.
Hongjun's derivative was traumatized. He never expected that his opponent would suddenly explode and suffer a hidden loss.
On the opposite side, among the ministers, many people are a little dumbfounded. What kind of evil is this? So tough?? The self-detonation of the eight poles can't kill him?
hoo!
Hundreds of millions of fragments at the end of the eight poles suddenly moved and quickly gathered towards the center.
"Explosive beast, the magic power of explosion and rebirth?" Jin Peng's eyes stared and immediately recognized the magic power of the eight poles. Isn't this the magic power of the explosive beast not long ago? Has the Eight Poles of Heaven even learned its magic?
It also recognizes the magic power of the eight poles, as well as the Hongjun derivative.
"Explosive beast? Rebirth? Humph!" Hongjun's derivative snorted coldly.
"Time is still!" Hongjun derivative waved the eight-pole celestial tail fragments gathered in front of him with the hand that did not catch the sword.
Snone of a sudden, everyone seemed to see a blue space of a cube.
In the blue space, everything suddenly stands still." The dynamics of the eight-pole tail converging towards the center suddenly stopped, and everything stopped. Time doesn't exist in it?
In the distance, Zhong Shan's eyes narrowed, and time stood still? What a great power of time, Zhong Shan found that he couldn't control the end of the eight poles to come back. Moreover, Hongjun's understanding of the magic of time obviously exceeded the Baji Tianwei's understanding of restoring the magic, and he could not move for a while.
A gentle wave of your hand. A minister behind him immediately understood.
Opposite, the Hongjun derivative stared at the eight-pole celestial tail fragments and snorted slightly coldly, "The eighth mythical beast in the world?"
While talking, the Qingping sword in his hand turned over, as if it was going to be cut off immediately. It was like completely destroying these fragments.
Hongjun derivative believes that the magic power of time can be imprisoned with this magic power. No one can escape unless it is the top five mythical beasts.
At the moment when the Hongjun derivative was about to come out of the sword, behind Zhong Shan, the long golden arrow turned into a golden rainbow and suddenly shot into the square blue space in an instant.
"Ding!", the long golden arrow shot on it." The blue space suddenly exploded suddenly, as if a balloon had been shot through and exploded.
"What?" The Hongjun derivative is slightly E. At the same time, he suddenly looked at the source of the arrow.
Because of this arrow, he actually broke his magic power of time. Who?
A man in blue robe behind Zhong Shan gently put away the long bow, which was the falling stardust that also had the power of time.
At this moment, the fragments of the eight poles can move quickly, and the body disappears in a blink of an eye.
"Want to escape?" Hongjun's derivative with a sense of evil spirit, the Qingping sword in his hand cut to the remnants of the eight-pole tail disappeared.
But at this moment, another long cyan sword was intercepted.
"Boom nnnnnnnnn~nnnn~nnnnn!"
The two swords collided, and a huge sword spirit storm broke out from it. "It crushed the larger void in all directions. Under the strong storm, it made the already slightly stable world shake strongly again, and in many places, the heaven and earth collapsed.
The interception was successful.
At the same time, all the fragments of the eight poles also disappeared in place.
This interception sword is coming out of the proud Qingfeng sword. After a sword, Jian Ao retreated a hundred steps. And the Hongjun derivative only took two steps back.
Jian Ao was not discouraged, but more [excitement]. Of course, [Xing] Fen is [Xing] Fen. Jian Ao is not conceited and can defeat the Hongjun derivative until now, so he did not rush up like crazy.
The two swayed at each other, and Hongjun's derivative looked at Jian Ao's sword. Although it's not as good as myself, it's not too much to go, another kendo genius?
The Hongjun derivative looks extremely embarrassed because it was just exploded, but it is so strong that no one dares to say the enemy.
"Bow!"
The tail of the eight poles reappeared. In the moment just now, he went back to Zhongshan Niwan Palace. After recovering all of them, he quickly jumped out. Angrily stared at the Hongjun derivative.
The two camps are extremely clear.
In the battle just now, the eight-pole Tianwei was completely defeated, but the eight-pole Tianwei can recover. With the assistance of Jian Ao and Luo Xingchen, everything in the eight-pole Tianwei is still the same, while the Hongjun derivative is extremely embarrassed.
So in the previous battle, there was no way to tell who lost and who won.
Zhong Shan and Hongjun looked at each other. Suddenly, Hongjun said slightly, "Come back!" Hongjun said, and the derivative of the Qingping sword in his hand flew back with an unwillingness. When he arrived in front of Hongjun's body, he respectfully handed back the Qingping sword.
"No, after that, you are the master of this sword!" Hongjun said lightly.
"Yes!" The derivative said respectfully. Then, stand back to the position just now.
In the distance, Zhong Shan exhaled slightly in his heart. Because of the temptation just now, Zhong Shan has the right to speak equally.
It's not that Zhong Shan couldn't open it before. But even if Zhong Shan opened his mouth before, Hongjun would not listen at all, because the status is not different. Hongjun's idea can completely erase the other party and take everything from the other party.
Now, because of the temptation of World War I, Zhong Shan's group has been recognized by Hongjun. Zhong Shan opens his mouth again, which can naturally have the corresponding effect.