Chapter 721 The collision of the Emperor's Sutra
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Another extremely crisp sound of gold and iron spread out in the stage. The sharp sword light swept away, and the two figures retreated for more than ten steps, and at their feet, the thick floor was also penetrated by the sword spirit, which was shaken into a powder.
The offensives of both of them were extremely fierce. The title of the first person of the young generation of the Taoist sect and the second place in the wanted list of the sect did not seem to come for nothing.
Ying smiled and stabilized her figure. The light cheek has been filled with a strong solemn color at this time. After the previous battle, she can already feel that Wang Yan's strength is not inferior to her at all. Today's battle may not be easy for her, but...
In order not to let Wang Yan successfully seize the command of the disciples of the sect, she must stop him no matter what!
In the clear eyes, the light flashed, and a decisive color suddenly appeared on the cheeks of a smile. The body moved and swept half of the air, and then the slender hands, the fierce lightning-like knot of the dazzling seal.
Buzzing!
With the change of Ying Xiaoxiao's printing method, everyone can clearly feel that the fluctuation of the power between the world is a faint sign of boiling.
And when the power of heaven and earth is boiling, there is also a strong light on the smiling body, which looks extremely dazzling.
"This is... Sister Xiaoxiao is going to use the emperor's sutra..."
Many disciples looked at such a strange movement in the sky, and then a strong surprise surged out of their faces. Obviously, they did not expect that Ying Xiaoxiao would use such a killer trump card so quickly.
"Don't you want to drag on..."
Lin Dong was also aware of the terrible fluctuations surging around Ying Xiaoxiao, and his lips were slightly squeezed. It seemed that Ying Xiaoxiao also understood that Wang Yan's combat experience was extremely rich. If it is delayed for a long time, it will be found by the other party. In this case, it's better to be straightforward. With the imperial scriptures, it may be able to change some forms.
The magnificent fluctuation is like a wave, with a smile as the center, constantly sweeping away in all directions, the whole world. It seems that it is much gloomy at this moment.
"Brother Wang Yan, I know you have hatred, but some things are difficult to do now, and some hatred is not forgotten in the future. There is always a time to collect debts. Ying smiled and hung in the sky. His eyes locked on Wang Yan below, and his gentle voice passed down slowly.
"Do you continue to endure humiliation like this?"
On Wang Yan's indifferent face, there seemed to be a touch of sarcasm. He glanced at the high platform seat, then shook his head and said in a low voice, "I can't stand it."
"Let's do it, but if you are so kind-hearted. I won't show mercy again. In the sect competition, those beasts of Yuanmen will not be soft on you at all!" Wang Yan looked up, and the cold light in his eyes began to condense. The cold voice made many Taoist disciples feel cold all over.
Seeing that Wang Yan is still so stubborn. Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed a touch of helplessness, and then took a breath to suppress the surging emotions in his heart. The changing fingerprints suddenly condensed.
Boom!
The sky-like power of heaven and earth. Like a huge wave, it condenses crazily behind Ying Xiaoxiao. The next moment, the huge waves surged behind him, turning into a huge lightsaber of nearly a hundred feet!
As soon as the lightsaber appeared, the nearby sky seemed to be distorted. Most of the Taoist disciples' faces turned a little pale at this moment. They could feel the wave of destruction permeated on the lightsaber. If this sword was chopping down on them, I'm afraid there would not even be any ashes left.
That lightsaber is like having the terrible power to split the world!
"What a powerful emperor's script..."
Lin Dong looked at the huge sword in the sky in surprise. The sharp fluctuations emanating from it made him extremely shocked. These four great sutras really live up to their reputation...
"Emperor's Sutra, Big Sky Cloud Sword!"
Under the convergence of countless eyes, Ying Xiaoxiao's jade hand reached out, and then grabbed the giant lightsaber from afar. In the next flash, the cold shout suddenly came out of her mouth. At the same time, her figure appeared directly on the giant sword, and then her palm suddenly waved.
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With Ying Xiaoxiao's jade hand falling, the giant lightsaber suspended in the sky also turned the tip of the sword at this moment, and then rushed straight to Wang Yan from the sky.
sneer!
The lightsaber swept down, and a dazzling trace was also left from the void space. It seemed that even the space was split by this sword.
The earth below has collapsed at this moment. The terrible giant sword has not yet fallen, and the fierce and unparalleled sword wind has penetrated and split the huge field into two halves.
The terrible wind pressure pressed the robe on Wang Yan's body close to his body, but he still raised his head. In his eyes, the giant sword quickly enlarged.
"The Emperor's Sutra..."
Wang Yan's indifferent face seemed to move. Immediately, a low muttering voice came from his mouth: "Have you forgotten that I am also a disciple of the Heavenly Hall..."
Boom!
With the fall of Wang Yan's muttering voice, the violent power suddenly burst out from his body. The power of heaven and earth around him was also boiling at this moment. Finally, it was directly in the distortion of the space, which also turned into a giant lightsaber that was not much weaker than the lightsaber condensed with a smile.
Between the two, the light sword that should smile is biased towards the dark blue color, while Wang Yan has a dark light surging, which looks more deep and cold.
"It's also the emperor's sutra!"
Countless eyes looked at the huge sword condensed behind Wang Yan, and then there was also a series of exclamations on the top of the mountain.
Lin Dong looked at this scene slightly. Wang Yan was also a disciple of the Heavenly Hall. He had the imperial scriptures, which was not incredible.
"Big Sky Cloud Sword!"
The surprised eyes all over the sky did not make Wang Yan's face fluctuate at all. He suddenly waved his sleeve robe, and the huge black lightsaber swept out directly. At the same time, his body also appeared on the giant sword, and the later swords matched, and lightning rushed away the lightsaber falling from the sky.
Two bright lights. It's like two meteors crossing the sky. Then under the gaze of countless eyes, they collided!
Boom!
At the scene of the impact, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were trembling, and the terrible fierce sword light swept away, and the dozens of huge platforms around them were all under the light of the sword, which was stirred into pieces, and some Taoist disciples around them. He also retreated in a hurry for fear of being involved.
In the sky, the black and blue light is crazily eroding, and the scenery that covers the sky and the sun is like the end of the world.
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The sharp sword light roared past his ears with a smile. Cut off a wisp of green silk. But her clear eyes stared at Wang Yan, who was close at hand. Immediately, she bit her silver teeth, and the three-foot green front flashed out, directly stabbing Wang Yan's throat with an unusually fierce spirit.
Wang Yan looked at Ying Xiaoxiao's fierce offensive, but surprisingly, he did not dodge. Instead, he grabbed it with a palm. He actually relied on his palm to resist Ying Xiaoxiao, which was enough to easily split a strong man in the eight-yuan Nirvana into two pieces of the sword.
Look at this scene. Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes also changed. She looked at Wang Yan's face full of stubble and scars, and bit her lips tightly.
Oh.
At the moment when the sword light finally pierced Wang Yan's palm, a bitter smile appeared on Ying Xiaoxiao's cheek, and then the sword suddenly slowed down.
Squeak!
At the moment when her sword slowed down, Wang Yan's flesh palm had already grasped the three-foot green front in Ying Xiaoxiao's hand. The sharp sword light made Wang Yan's hands full of blood in an instant, but he didn't care about it, just staring at the latter. Finally, he shook his head slightly and said hoarsely, "I told you. Don't keep your hand..."
"Now I'm no longer the brother Wang Yan you used to know... Smile, don't blame me."
Wang Yan's eyes were slowly dark, while his other palm burst out as fast as lightning, carrying the power of extreme violence, printed on Ying Xiaoxiao's shoulder.
Pow!
The fierce force erupted like a volcano, Ying smiled and his body trembled, and there was a muffled hum in his throat. His body fell down, and finally fell to the ground with some embarrassment. The low sound of landing directly scared Ying Huanhuan in the distance and his little face turned pale.
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As soon as Ying Xiaoxiao's body fell to the ground, a ghostly figure followed, and then, without waiting for her to resist, a cold black epee was already in front of her.
"You lost..."
Wang Yan bowed his head, looked at the fair face with a pale face, and said slowly.
The scene was full, and she was silent in an instant. Ying Huanhuan, who was looking at this scene, staggered, and her beautiful face was as pale as paper. The most uneasy scene in her heart finally appeared...
"Can we announce the results?" Wang Yan looked up at the deacon and said faintly.
When the deacon heard the words, he was stunned for a moment and immediately looked at Ying Xuanzi on the high platform seat. The latter's face was still calm, but only with Chen Zhen and others sitting next to him could he see the back of his chair with the palm of his hand, which cracked some subtle cracks.
And under the gaze of the deacon, Ying Xuanzi finally nodded slightly.
"This game, Wang Yansheng!"
Seeing this, the deacon sighed in his heart, and then announced it loudly.
The sound came out, but there was silence on the top of the mountain, and Wang Yan ignored it. He took back the epee, turned around and left. The indifferent voice spread as he turned around: "When the sect competition begins, I will come again."
Ying smiled and looked at Wang Yan's back. At this time, the master sister of Tiandian, who had never shown her weak side in front of people, also turned red in her eyes.
"Sister."
Ying Huanhuan hurriedly fell to Ying Xiaoxiao's side. She looked at the latter's red eye circles and suddenly panicked. The tears in her big eyes had a tendency to roll down.
At the top of the mountain, the atmosphere fell into a strange silence. Everyone looked at Wang Yan, who turned away with a black epee on his back, and his face was extremely complicated.
Alas, it's so annoying...
Looking at the extremely depressing top of the mountain, Lin Dong sighed and rubbed his eyebrows. He seemed to hesitate for a moment and finally walked out slowly.
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And in the moment when Lin Dong walked out, countless eyes suddenly gathered around him. Even Ying Xiaoxiao and Ying Huanhuan in the field turned their heads and looked at him a little blankly.
"Brother Wang Yan, the palace test is not over yet. Let's go now. Maybe it's a little early..."
And under those doubtful eyes, the thin young man seemed to spread out his hands helplessly, and then his voice, also in the sky, sounded. ( To be continued)