Chapter 317 The Crisis Is Coming
At the same time, the Tiger Zen master riding in the wind and clouds obviously also realized that something was wrong. He kept under his feet and opened his mouth and roared, but spewed out a stream of yellow smoke and black gas, facing the white rainbow, dragging and winding, entangling together to prevent it from falling.
"Four directions and eight poles, sword light differentiation!" There was a sudden shout from the sky behind him. The voice was cold and solemn, like ice and snow. Then the clouds cracked, and the wind was loud, from far to near. The sound seemed to be a big bird stirring its wings.
At the same time, the white light flashed on the top of Wang Chan's head, and the light was bright. It was suddenly divided into two. Each of them was as thick as a waist, as a horse, as if practicing. He paused a little out of thin air, and then went to the next volume. Suddenly, he twisted the yellow clouds and black smoke of the tiger Zen master into ghosts, and then fell down, and the sword spirit surged, like The same waterfall hangs straight down.
Wang Chan looked at the truth on the back of the tiger. He raised his hand a little, and the Liquan gun on his knees suddenly bounced up. The cold light swallowed, like a dragon rising to the sky, ding twice, and then directly on the sword light. As soon as he touched it, his men immediately sank. He only felt that the big gun was shaking, and his body was shaking. Only then did he know the other party's sword. The magic is even more powerful than Sun Taizhen's sword-wieldering technique.
I just don't know who this person is? Unexpectedly, for no reason, he did it silently!
"Lord, this is the two-meter light swordsmanship of the Youxianguan in the Central Dynasty. The comer must be the master of Youxianguan!" Although the fierce tiger Zen master could not turn into a human form, there was a fierce light in the tiger's eyes, and all the changes on his head were also in his eyes. As soon as he saw Wang Chan shooting and hitting the two swords, he immediately inserted a needle in the crack and revealed the identity of the person.
Since ancient times, there has been a school of sword immortals in Taoism, especially the two mountains of Taihua and Taibai under the jurisdiction of the Central Emperor's Dynasty. Because of the rich metal and minerals in the mountain, the gas of gold and iron, straight through the nine layers, the sword immortals in the world gathered in the mountains and passed on the art of sword refining and qi. Then, over time, it also evolved into the Taihua Qinglian Sword School and Taiyi Sect, which are now the most powerful swordsmanship. The Tiger Zen Master has seen many classics on the Yin Mountain. Naturally, he knows that today's Beijing Youxian Temple is a separate courtyard under the Taiyi Sect.
It is also the secret swordsmanship of Taiyimen.
In today's world, in addition to the two sword schools in the Central Dynasty, Qinglian and Taiyi, there are also Canghai Sword School in the East China Sea that has been passed down for a long time and has not fallen in reputation. As for the past, there were also Nanming Sword School in the southern desert, but it was already destroyed by the army of the Central Dynasty, and now even the Zhuque City, where the sect is stationed, has been destroyed. As for the rest of the families, although there are many methods of sword refining, they are not as authentic as these families. They are either good at refining gas and alchemy, or they are good at refining magic weapons, or they are specialized in magic. In short, in addition to the six holy places, the sects of the world is also divided into three schools: Taoism, magic religion and Buddhism. There is less inheritance of Taoism, and more is simply innumerable.
When the Tiger Zen Master saw the flying sword stabbed, a white rainbow appeared on the body of the sword. The sword light was differentiated, and he knew that it must be the Taoist life of You Xian Guan. He quickly told Wang Chan a clear voice. After hearing this, Wang Chan also knew in his heart that he was really thinking about what he was coming from. Some time ago, Qin Shuwen, the Taoist in blue under the command of the Marquis of Yongding, was not a disciple of Youxianguan. Now he has caught up with a more powerful one. Nine times out of ten, it still has anything to do with the Marquis of Yongding.
At present, I don't dare to neglect it. Crossing a tiger is like riding a horse, dancing a long gun, turning into a gun more than ten feet long, and fighting with the sword light above his head. Looking at it from afar, it seems that a bright Tianhe River flew out of Wang Chan's hand, flying and stirring, hovering overhead in the air, playing back and forth with a big silver-white fish. You come and go, chase and intercept, and the fight is wonderful and beautiful.
"Wind! The wind is strong! The wind is strong...!"
At this moment, the clouds behind him split, and a big green bird suddenly rushed out from the middle. There was a strong wind in its mouth, a strong wind, and it kept screaming. With only one flapping its wings, it set off an endless wind, blowing in the sky, and the clouds dispersed and breaking a big hole.
This big bird's wings are ten feet long. Although it is not as big as the bloody bird that Wang Chan first killed in the world, it is not small. In particular, the sharp beak of this big bird, both claws are flashing metallic luster, cold light, like a sharp blade. Looking carefully, I found that the bird's body is even the smallest. The feathers and fluff can be seen clearly and realistically, but the texture of wood appears everywhere on the body, and the big bird's eyes are dull and dull, like a dead object.
Only then did Wang Chan understand that this big bird was not a living thing. It seemed to be made of wood carving, supplemented by gold and iron. Even the claws and mouth were not flesh and blood bones, but they were made vividly, meticulously and realistic. If it weren't for the sharpness of your eyes, the distance and the distance, it would be impossible to distinguish the true from the false.
"The flow of soldiers' skills? Is this the legendary armored beast? Sure enough, it lives up to its reputation. Wang Chan's eyes moved and he saw clearly. "It is said that the ancestor of the ancient Chinese carpenter lost. Adhering to Mo Zhai's legacy, it took him three years to build a wooden bird on Nanshan Mountain. He flew out and flew alone in the sky for three days and three nights. Although it was just a legend, it was not a lie to put it in this world. It's just that there is no Mo family here, but it is replaced by a branch of the military family, the military skill.
"It is rumored that the ancestor of this school, because of his own defects, could not practice magic power, so he spent his whole life to combine the ancient witchcraft secret art and the soldier's yin and yang family's ability to communicate yin and yang, and created a magic method of magic work, which can imitate everything in the world with human power and create all kinds of mysterious organs. Although the equipment is a dead thing, it can fly and walk, and it can be said to jump. It's amazing!"
"Windy!"
Another long song. The big bird circled out of thin air, flew extinct, and swept low over Wang Chan's head. Then the next one turned around, and the void stopped. Then the big bird's back cracked a door, and three slowly appeared from the middle.
He is the first person in the middle. He is burly and has no need for a white face. He wears a goose-yellow silk and satin suit, wears a crown on his head, and holds a square sky halberd with a thick goose egg in his hand. In his breath, he can faintly see countless spirits surging behind him. It is the Yongding Marquis who had a relationship with Wang Chan before.
There is a person on his left, whose face is like topaz, and he is younger than the Marquis of Yongding, but he is dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, bullying frost and snow, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and hand pinching the sword. Obviously, it is Shen Xueyi, the elder brother of Youxian Guanmen who used the sword and assassinated Wang Chan first!
On the right is a little old man, bent around his waist, his eyes are like mung beans, and he is also shred.
It turned out that after the Marquis of Yongding recovered from his injury, he sent someone to tell all the caravans and horse gangs on the front line of the Heishui River to compare Wang Chan's head, one by one, and pay careful attention to it. However, during that period, Wang Chanzheng and the Tiger Zen Master hid in the cave of the pangolin demon. There was no appearance, and no one found it. When the news came back, Yongdinghou was immediately furious. Seeing that the battle of Yinshan was approaching, Shen Xueyi also kept urging him to go to Langjuxu Mountain, so he was unwilling. He called Lu Wuya, the emperor of Dunjia under his command, and cast a spell to ride the Dunjia mythical beast wind bird to go on the road together.
It is tens of thousands of miles away from Qilechuan to Langjuxu Mountain. It is not impossible for a few people to fly away with the light of swords and drive the clouds, but the road is far away, but it is not as comfortable as riding the armor mythical beast.
And this wooden bird was made by the soldier's escape armor division to imitate the ancient god bird and the big wind god bird. Zhou outlined the spell on his body, connecting the inside and outside, and detained the soul of a bird demon into it. Although it flew, although it was far less than the real wind bird, it could also easily soar 30,000 miles, faster than the two people's sword control. There is not much difference in flying.
As for the thin old man standing on the right side of the Marquis of Yongding, he is the only Dunjia Tianshi in Donghai County. He is the collateral son of today's "military skillist" Tiangong Lu family. He practices the art of manufacturing, is proficient in Dunjia Qimen, and is enveloped by the Marquis of Yongding. Although he does not have a clear official position in Donghai County, his status is extremely high. The East China Sea Fleet under the command of the Marquis of Yongding, and the ordnance in the city on the ship was built by himself.
This time, I also heard that the "Battle of Yinshan" was lively, so I came out with Yongdinghou, which was a rare relaxing few days.
"White-fronted marquis, how can you be a demon king? Now that I see Benhou, why don't you stop, and when will you wait!"
The three Marquis of Yongding were also flying in the air. Unexpectedly, the wind and birds flew far away. They were condescending and saw Wang Chan as a tiger at a glance. They were immediately overjoyed and stepped through the iron shoes and found nowhere. It took no effort to find Wang Chan. They tried their best to find Wang Chan, but they met them unexpectedly here.
Now he caught up and blocked the way. Yongdinghou stopped the halberd in his hand, and his tongue burst into thunder. He shouted loudly, as if he had hit a thunderbolt out of thin air, which made a sound in all directions.
Lu Wuya, the Dunjia master beside him, had keen eyes. Seeing that the tiger Zen master turned into the original form and carried Wang Chan on his back, he knew that things had changed. If the demon king such as the white-front marquis, if he had not been subdued, how could he be willing to be a mount? Looking at the Tiger Zen Master, he spit out clouds in his mouth, and there was wind under his feet. He only said that the old wounds in the war with Yongdinghou had not healed. As a result, he was taken advantage of by others. His eyes flashed, and suddenly waved his hand. A little bit of Venus flew all over the sky and fell down to the place where Wang Chan stood, making a buzzing strange cry.
A school of soldiers' skills, ghosts and gods, are not only proficient in the art of civil engineering, but also good at eyes, human and beast souls. Lu Wuya has been good at manufacturing all his life. The most difficult thing in refining the Dunjia mythical beast is to collect the soul of the right monster. Now he sees that the injury is obviously not yet healed. The tiger Zen master, who looks depressed, naturally has two eyes are shining. Before Yongdinghou finishes speaking, he immediately takes action, which is simply impatient.
The Tiger Zen Master suddenly saw the Venus in front of him, and his pupils quickly tightened. He could see clearly that the Venus in the sky were just one inch after another, with strange insects with six wings on their backs. The three pairs of wings as thin as cicada wings quickly incited in the air, making bursts of buzzing, mouths. It is more than half an inch long, the color is dark, and the front end is as sharp as a needle. It flies fast, and it is not far in front of you in a blink of an eye.
"Good guy! The six-winged golden cicada of the soldier's Dunjia mythical beast is very poisonous. It's really going to be surrounded by so many golden cicadas. I'm afraid it will hurt to death!" When the fierce tiger Zen master saw the arrival of Venus flying, he was extremely fast. The golden cicada's mouth weapon turned into a magic power. Behind him, there was also a master of Yongdinghou and You Xianguan. In terms of strength, even if he tried his best and added Wang Chan, he was definitely not the opponent of the other party. When he moved in his heart, he wanted to blackmail Wang Chan.
"Lord, return the demon elixir to me! This person is a soldier's Dunjia Tianshi. He is best at ingesting the soul of humans and beasts. I don't have demon elixir, and there is only less than half of the mana left. I'm afraid I can't help you resist the enemy!!"
The tiger demon was just forced to be subdued by Wang Chan. He had no loyalty in his heart. Seeing that the three Marquis Yongding came, he immediately came up with an idea to deceive Wang Chan to return his demon elixir.
As for the future, he didn't want to. As long as the demon elixir is in his hand, he can recover his strength in an instant. Naturally, he can leave whenever he wants. Who can stop him!!
However, what he responded to him was just a sneer. Wang Chan didn't listen to his nonsense. He just patted the tiger's head with his hand with his hand, and his strength penetrated his forehead. The tiger Zen master only felt that the top of his head sank, and then a strong force pierced into the middle of his halogen door like a needle. Suddenly, he roared in pain, and his facial features and seven orifices emerged. Yellow clouds and black gas.
He knew that his mind could not hide Wang Chan. No matter how word, he had to suffer, he could only take a mouth, silently recite the formula, and exert his magic power. With the air, he turned into two golden hands, patted forward with one hand, and the other hand was in front of him. At that time, he immediately grabbed the countless stars that rushed in front of him. Then he pinched five fingers and crackled, and hundreds of six-winged golden cicadas were immediately crushed.
"King Kong's capture", this is one of the most powerful magic spells of the Tiger Zen Master. Now his injuries in his body are exhausted, and he has no soldiers' murderous atmosphere to make trouble everywhere. Even if there is no demon elixir, only half of his skills are left, but he can also use his magic power at will. Unlike Wang Chan before, even King Kong's capture handle has to be a demon. Qi to stimulate.
"Oh, my golden cicada baby!"
Lu Wuya saw that he flew out of the golden cicada, but was fished away by the tiger Zen master. In a blink of an eye, he pinched it into pieces, and there was no residue left. Suddenly, his heart was cut like a knife, and his eyes turned red.
His golden cicada is indeed not a living thing, but he forged it bit by bit by bit by imitating the appearance of the ancient worm "six-winged golden cicada" with red copper marrow and hardware elites with a special method. However, although these golden cicadas are all dead, his small body has been arrested by him with a special method to arrest the souls of many southern wilderness silkworm demons. He is attached to it, and he has tried his best to find the peacock bile to grind them into powder, and configure them as poisons to smear them on the mouthpiece. Once released, as long as the idea moves, he will immediately stare at the enemy like an arm and not let go. . If you really want to be bitten by it, the poison will enter the body, and you will immediately see the blood seal the throat, and the man will die immediately.
It has a spiritual surname more than any flying sword weapon.
But although this thing is powerful, it is also extremely difficult to practice. Soldier skills, in-depth and simple, everything serves the war. If it is a large ordnance weapon, it's okay. At worst, the materials are precious. Use more manpower. It's just made at night. Only golden cicadas, all carvings must be carried out in a square inch, in a little bit, a little carelessness, a little mistake, and immediately All the work is wasted. In terms of skills and techniques, it takes three months for Lu Wuya to complete this little golden cicada.
What's more, there were hundreds of Venus all over the sky just now. I don't know how much effort it cost Lu Wuya! It was all ruined, and he naturally broke his heart. As soon as he moved, he was about to rush up. Regardless of his desperate efforts with the Tiger Zen master, he saw a light on his head, and a golden hand fell down out of thin air.
This shock is really not a small thing. I rushed to relieve my anger and turned back to Qingming. I knew that I was really going to be caught by this one. The consequences must be unimaginable. If it is light, the bones will be broken, and if it is heavy, it will be like my golden cicadas, and there will be no place to die.
I wanted to pat the leather bag around my waist again and release a few other escape armor mythical beasts, but it was too late. Fortunately, there were still companions around him. Shen Xueyi was entangled with Wang Chan through the airlift sword, and he could not spare for the time being. Only Yongdinghou stretched out his hand and pointed, and the halberd in his hand rushed up, and a golden armor god appeared behind him. The action is his famous dragon and tiger Xuantan method all over the world.
"The dragon and the tiger set up the altar, and the wind and thunder shook Kyushu! Break it!"
click! [p> The golden light swayed all over the sky, and the wind and thunder were turbulent. I saw a golden halberd more than ten feet long, suddenly rising to the sky. The electro-optical radiation wrapped around it, shining brightly, and the tip of the halberd was fiercely in the middle of the big hand. Suddenly, the sound cracked like crystal. The tiger Zen master's palm turned into a little golden light and dissipated.
The wind and thunder on the halberd of Yongding was extremely powerful. It was not what the current Tiger Zen master could resist at all. He was swept away by this halberd on the spot, and his body was unstable. With a howl, the fur on his body was stimulated, and the roots stood upside down, like a huge hedgehog.
Wang Chan did not expect that the Marquis of Yongding in his heyday was so powerful. Originally, he was also a great master of innate martial arts, but his true strength was incomplete and his mana was insufficient. Of course, he would not know how powerful a real innate master was. Fortunately, this time, the Marquis of Yongding only came to target the King Kong capture of the Tiger Zen Master. Otherwise, he really wanted to deal with Shen Xueyi, and he was afraid that he could only turn around and run away.
However, in this way, the force reacted, and Yongdinghou himself was also shocked, and the qi and blood in his body surged, which was a little late. Taking this opportunity, Wang Chan opened his mouth and spit at the same time. Two sword lights rushed up, one turned into a white rainbow, differentiated sword light, and the other combined with two swords. He was jointly strangled. Three flying swords flew up and down, and the sword spirit was soaring to the sky, which could be seen clearly a hundred miles away.
"Lord, you can't stay here for a long time!" The Tiger Zen Master shook his head and made up his mind that if he wanted to fight again, he would definitely run first, but he was reluctant to give up the elixir, so he turned back to persuade Wang Chan.
Relying on the two Taibai sword pills temporarily resisting the sword light of Shen Xueyi, Wang Chan collected his spirit. Hearing what the Tiger Zen Master said, he immediately sneered: "You beast, at this time, you are still half-hearted with me. Is it true that the knife and gun in my hand is not good? If you want to talk more, just crush the demon elixir and cut off your tiger's head!!"
(to be continued)