Chapter 5 The Ultimate of the Sword

After combining his weapon with the fairy sword, Yi Ping's own strength has increased by at least two layers, and according to the previous experience of combining fairy swords, the Kunlun School collected several effects with the highest frequency and studied the most suitable use of these effects, and the ice effect, the most annoying two effects, one It is a very threatening rigidity for Chen Chen. The second is to cool down. It is said that if it can be combined with the fairy sword with ice above the top level of 30 days, it can even reduce the surrounding temperature to absolute zero, but I am not affected by this temperature. In this time, my strength will rise a little.

However, this is only a limited temperature that can be reduced by the fairy sword in the ten heavens, which is much inferior to Su Xin's nine underworlds, so the restrictions on Chen Chen are also limited.

"Brother Chen, be careful. In the past, I was not in a good mood to combine my weapon with the fairy sword. Now I have just understood this trick, and I may not be very proficient in using it!" Yi Ping said to Chen Chen with a fairy sword that emitted a little cold light in his hand. A trace of cold air emanated from the fairy sword, and pieces of snowflakes flew gently around the fairy sword.

"Thank you, Brother Yi, for reminding me. Let me experience Brother Yi's newly learned trick!" Chen Chen is also not left behind. Although the stronger the opponent's strength is, the more his strength will be exposed, but it is difficult to find an opponent, and it is even more difficult to find an opponent who is comparable to his own strength. Chen Chen can't care so much. He can't make a master behind closed doors. Only in actual combat can he really improve, not to mention Chen Chen. The tricks are different from those of Wang Xiaoer and Su Yawen, and there are more practitioners than martial arts.

Yi Ping shouted loudly, and the giant sword with shining cold light came to Chen Chen's head. With the giant sword, there were also several fairy swords just summoned from the twelve heavens behind Yi Ping. Those fairy swords were obviously much higher than those summoned from the lower sky just now. These with spirits The angry fairy sword was not as rigid as those fairy swords. It did not follow the giant sword and shoot at Chen Chen's front, but flew to Chen Chen from all angles, almost blocking Chen Chen's dodging route.

Chen Chen does not want to continue to run at this time. Although the space in the real dragon field can be moved at will in a small range, the energy consumed by each movement is also huge. There is no need for Chen Chen not to use this trick.

"Under the world, is it the king's earth! Yu!" The swampy ground with a strange smell was lifted by Chen Chen's roots. It quickly condensed into a thick green wall in front of Chen Chen's body. The green wall mixed with huge vitality also became extremely strong. Yi Ping's huge sword only cut a huge gap, and those fairy swords were also inserted straight in one after another. Although the green wall was beaten with potholes and corners and corners were cut off a lot, there was no one that could completely break Chen Chen Chen's defense, and those edges and corners cut off by the giant sword also condensed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, there was a recovery as before. Only the place cut by Yi Ping's giant sword received the erosion of strong cold air was received. It has not recovered as before.

Yi Ping's attack was completely defended, but Yi Ping's heart was as happy as drinking thousands of glasses of wine. He shouted, "Rejoic!" Turn the giant sword, and let go of the giant sword with both hands. At the same time, the vitality in the hand enters the giant sword. After receiving the stimulation of this vitality, the giant sword rotates faster and faster. With the rotation of the giant sword, the bone-piercing coldness on the giant sword is also drilled at the seam like a maggot of the tarsal bone, and the whole green wall is covered in a blink of an eye.

With Yi Ping's loud shout, he pushed the giant sword in his hand forward. The fast-spinning giant sword slowly stretched out to the green wall with the cold air all over the sky. The cold air full of the whole green wall was also driven by the giant sword and retreated forward crazily. It was already fragmented. The green wall in the middle collapsed in an instant, and the green flew all over the sky. Under the extremely low temperature, it quickly condensed into dark green crystals, which fell to the ground and turned the ground into a shiny world.

After the huge sword broke the green wall that Chen Chen Chen stood up, it did not stop, but accelerated to rotate and stab Chen Chen. Yi Ping's momentum has risen. If Chen Chen can't share the situation with Yi Ping, the next battle will be difficult to fight. Chen Chen also understands his situation. Although Chen Chen is still retreating, Chen Chen did not want to escape or dodge, but was brewing a move that was enough to break the spinning fairy sword with great momentum.

"The coast of the earth, is it the king's minister! Everything in the world is a minister!" Chen Chen retreated quickly and shouted.

A golden light flashed from the Kunwu sword in Chen Chen's hand. Driven by that little light, the Kunwu sword turned into a huge sword emitting golden light in an instant. Like the scorching sun in the sky, it shone through the place as far as it could see, and instantly put the fairy sword in Yi Ping's hand. The huge momentum is broken.

Although it was overwhelmed in momentum, the fairy sword in Yi Ping's hand did not flinch. After all, the fairy that had its own wisdom came down from the thirty-three heavens, and would not be easily retreated by the pressure of momentum. In the face of the fairy sword flying towards him, Chen Chen did not flinch. At this time, Chen Chen's eyes were stained. With a layer of bright golden light, the golden light suddenly flashed, and the golden sword in Chen Chen's hand waved to the tip of the giant sword with golden light all over the sky.

The rotation speed of the giant sword has reached a terrible situation, and with the gradual increase of the cold, the air around the tip of the sword at the top has been completely dismembered and separated into atoms, and the countless atoms gathered at the tip of the giant sword under the strong rotation of the giant sword, forming A small point composed of atoms, although there is only that small point, the weight of the point completely composed of atoms has reached nearly 10,000 tons, and this rapidly rotating point of nearly 10,000 tons constitutes a killing trick that integrates attack and defense.

Although Chen Chen can feel the pressure brought to him by the small point at the tip of the giant sword, Chen Chen still did not hesitate to split the golden sword in his hand towards that point. The golden light collided violently with the cold light, and the moment of violent rotation showed his strength. Chen Chen Kunwu Sword The golden light on it has a rapid retreat like the melting snow in the spring sun.

At this time, Chen Chen shouted "broken", and the golden light on Kunwu's sword disappeared in an instant, and Yi Ping also reached out and kicked the giant sword in his hand and took a step back.

"Brother Chen's skills are really powerful. I never thought that someone could break this move like this." Yi Ping raised the huge sword flat in front of his chest and said to Chen Chen. It turned out that Chen Chen shouted the word "broken" just now, and all the golden light on Kunwu's sword rushed into the world composed of atoms, dyeing the world into a golden yellow. The abnormally tight atoms that were originally combined were disturbed by this golden light, that one by one The attraction of the close combination of atoms turned into a repulsive force in an instant, which dissipated without a trace in an instant. It was like a huge army composed of countless ministers. Under the order of the emperor, all of them were unloaded and returned to the field.

"Brother Yi's trick, I've never heard of before! If I hadn't understood a little mystery just now, I'm afraid I would have to run for my life again under this move. Chen Chen also spoke with a big face. He had just entered the monastery world for a few days, and the tricks he had seen were also very few. However, his words behind him were true. If it hadn't been for the temptation of the Huoyun Boy, he would have realized a little mystery of the emperor's kendo. Under this move, I'm afraid there would be only I lost my life.

"Haha, then try to pick me up!" After saying that, Yi Ping waved the giant sword to the sky. All the fairy swords behind Yi Ping gathered around the giant sword, and a giant sword like the sky was formed in Yi Ping's hand.

Just as the golden light dissipated after Chen Chen and Yi Ping met, the battle between Wang Xiaoer and Jian Twelfth gradually reached **. He was beaten by Wang Xiaoer's close behind him, which made Jian Twelfth, who was a little embarrassed, instantly understood that he should not be entangled with Wang Xiaoer at close range. Martial arts and practitioners are the greatest. The difference is that martial arts generally specialize in a weapon, a martial arts practice that cultivates the universe. For themselves, the weapons they use have reached the point of mutual understanding. Legend has it that some martial arts practitioners have cultivated feelings with their own weapons, and even did not take them off when eating and sleeping. For them, the weapons are them. The second life.

Martial arts practitioners' love for their own weapons is beyond the understanding of practitioners, and practitioners usually use magic weapons and spells to fight against the enemy. For them, magic weapons are just a prop used to enhance their strength. They are far from cherishing their lives, even the kind of treasures that need to be refined with their souls. If you choose between death and abandoning magic weapons, all practitioners will choose to abandon their hard-won magic weapons, while martial arts are different. For most martial arts practitioners whose weapons are their second lives, even death will not easily discard their weapons. There is a feeling that the sword is in people, and the sword is dead. Jue.

When Wang Xiaoer's Fang Tianhua halberd took the sword twelve's shield wheel to the sword twelve's arm again, he only heard the sword twelve shout, and countless sword spirit came out from the body of the sword twelve. This is the sword move that can be learned when the Holy Spirit's twenty-three sword secret is cultivated to the fifteenth layer of bright sword. "Swords are from the heart, ten thousand swords are issued at once!"

In the face of this thousands of sword spirit, Wang Xiaoer also had to temporarily retreat to avoid the edge. Although Wang Xiaoer tried his best to dodge the scattered sword spirit, due to the suddenness of sword twelve, even if Wang Xiaoer used the leopard speed of the six limits, he could not completely dodge. He could only protect his key points. The scattered The sword spirit cut Wang Xiaoer's face with blood. He received the protection of the serial lock armor on his body, but he was not hurt much, but the light on the lock armor was much darker.

Wang Xiaoer was cut off by this sword spirit. He roared "Tianxuan" crazily and attacked Jian Twelfth again. This move was the first move in the heavenly halberd that Lv Bu taught to Wang Xiaoer. The heavenly halberd was the supreme learning of the integration of attack and defense. When Fang Tianhua halberd it waved it, it was self-made. Heaven and earth, merit is like flying out of the sky and there is no trace to find, and the defense is like the circle of heaven and place. Wang Xiaoer can only pay attention to the two moves of "heaven's spin" and "ground rotation" so far. These two moves are one attack and one defense. Although they are two moves, they are actually one move and two moves. Even the simplest two moves are Lv Bu's duckling to Wang Xiaoer and Wang Xiaoer. The power that can be exerted is less than five layers.

Wang Xiaoer rushed to Jian Twelve crazily. Fang Tianhua halberd rotated quickly on his head. Purple airflow gathered quickly on the top of Wang Xiaoer's head, and a purple vortex formed on the top of Wang Xiaoer's head. In the purple vortex, there seemed to be a The stars flashed in it, and people couldn't help but be intoxicated and couldn't feel the powerful murderous atmosphere contained in it at all.

The charming purple vortex, even a strong man like Jian Twelfth, was intoxicated in an instant, but Jian Twelfth instantly felt the huge threat hidden in the purple vortex. Jian Twelfth's eyebrows frowned tightly. This threat was only in those big leaders' tests before. I have felt it, but I didn't expect that the unattractive person in front of me could also give myself this feeling. Jianshi's heart tightened. If he still wanted to hide his strength, I'm afraid he would be directly bombarded into scum by this move.

Jianshii drank his hands and slowly raised them over his head. The outward sword spirit on Jianshii's body was all taken back from his body with the lifting of Jianshi's hands. The domineering feeling of sword spirit disappeared from Jianshi's body without a trace. Only there seemed to be a trace of sword spirit in the raised hands. Crossing in the middle.

This competition has brought one surprise after another to the monological world. The number of young and strong people in this class has far exceeded the past. In the past, people at the top of the second level can get a good ranking in this Zhengdao Conference. In this Zhengdao Conference, people whose strength can't reach the third level are embarrassed to fight with others. It's impossible to call this righteous meeting a crazy conference. The rise of one person after another makes people think it's impossible to be crazy.

Seeing the restrained sword spirit of the twelve swords, those who are familiar with the history of the divine sword villa can find that this is something that can only be done when the Holy Spirit practices the twenty-three swords until the nineteen swords. This step of cultivation also means that the super-level body can become a holy white sun rise further.

Although there is no trace of sword spirit on the body of Sword Twelve, at this time he gives people the feeling of a sword, a real sword. If the previous Sword Twelve gives people the feeling of a sharp human sword, then at this time, he gives people the feeling of a simple and unpretentious sword, and the sword is sharpened. Only after great training can you truly become a sharp and restrained sword.

The scene is constantly echoing in the mind of Jian Twelfth. When he can stand up, he is forced into the waterfall. When he can stand up in the waterfall, he is thrown into the crazy tsunami. When he can smash the tsunami, he is thrown into the waterfall. In the melted underground lava, it is constantly tempered and beaten. From one sword to today's nineteen swords, only Jian Twelve himself knows what kind of efforts he has experienced from birth to defeating his father, and what kind of training he has been to reach his current strength. Looking back on those decades of days like hell. , Jian Twelfth thought about it and couldn't help shivering.

At this moment, when he saw the sword twelve fully exerted his strength, there was a look of relief on his face. No one knew why he showed this look at this moment, maybe even he didn't know.

When Wang Xiaoer's crazy purple vortex rotated in front of Jian Twelve, Jian Twelve's whole body also stood up. On his hands, which had only a trace of sword spirit, exuded a powerful sword spirit. It was a sword spirit that wanted to cut everything in front of him, and only practiced to the tenth. Nine swords, after completely controlling its own sword spirit, can gather all the sword spirit in the body and emit a sword that seems to be able to cut the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the sword spirit collided with the purple vortex waved by Wang Xiaoer, which was completely attacked. Unfortunately, Wang Xiaoer's "sky spin" that can only exert five layers of strength was not enough to resist the perfect sword of Sword Twelve. With just a slight contact, the purple vortex resisted for a moment and was twisted into fragments all over the sky. And when I got the sword spirit, the light was a little dim.

After the sword spirit crushed the purple vortex, it stabbed Wang Xiaoer's forehead in an instant, and a huge crisis was coming to Wang Xiaoer.