Chapter Ninety-Eight: Borrowing a Sword
"You... Actually broke the law left by the saint?!"
The two elders of Qishan were all panicked, Brother Zhao's vigor was far beyond their expectations, and his cultivation was much more refined than when he first met him three hundred years ago.
After all, it was not the saint who came in person, and with the method they left, it was not enough to see it in front of Brother Zhao.
No wonder he dared to make a big statement, claiming that he would be able to match the saint in half a step.
Rao is like this, and the second elder of Qishan does not plan to retreat.
It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare!
The two of them are bitter and self-aware, even if it is at the cost of half their lives, they must also cover up a certain truth in the divine prison, otherwise they will be greeted by a catastrophe of ten deaths.
If Brother Zhao and the others only planned to watch from a distance outside the Divine Prison, they might not be able to see any clues.
If he really had a convulsion and was determined to go to the Divine Prison, things would be over.
Not to mention that he Zhao Ji has damaged his own avenue cultivation, and the two of them will also accompany him to play together.
They don't dare to bet!
For cultivators, this so-called what-if is 10,000.
"Then let's fight a fish and break the net!"
When he was in a desperate situation, the two elders of Qishan were also forced to be ferocious, and once again used the arrangement left by the saint.
At this moment, he used the methods left by the five saints and poured out all his essence.
The Great Spirit Devouring Technique emptied the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles, creating a land of lawlessness.
The Great Trapped Divine Technique, there is a manifestation of the mysterious law in the void, turning into countless gray misty chains, and the Jedi seals the sky.
The Great Burning Heaven Technique, a Vermilion Bird transformed by the raging karmic fire, cries away, trying to burn the target to ashes.
......
Seeing such a battle, let alone Qin Tian, even Han Shuang couldn't help but change his face, his pink fists clenched, his dark blue blood vessels were exposed, and he almost couldn't resist the urge to make a move.
At this time, an extremely familiar voice suddenly sounded in her heart: "Don't worry, this little trick can't help me." ”
Dare to call the law of the saint a little trick, what a heroism, just like the recklessness and recklessness when he first met him when he was young, for a while, Frost couldn't help but be a little stupid.
"Haha..."
Brother Zhao's Baizhang Law laughed wildly, and said, "You have calculated everything, but you have missed a little!"
"Lao Tzu is a talisman, and he is not afraid of this kind of bombardment. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, countless talismans slipped from his sleeves, yellow, red, black, and purple, as many as the sand of the Ganges, lying across the void.
Next, the four-colored runes lined up in a formation, like well-trained soldiers, each facing the enemy and facing a great technique.
With a thought in his mind, there were nine dragon shadows as docile as sheep at his feet, and they raised their hideous dragon heads again, roaring and fighting with the Vermilion Bird.
"Boy, borrow a sword!"
The sound of his voice pierced through the void, and before Qin Tian could react, his storage bag had already opened on its own, and the rusty sword flew out of it and landed in the hands of Brother Zhao.
The rusty sword buzzed and trembled in his hand to express his displeasure, as if to condemn him for taking the sword by force.
"Don't make a fuss, please take supplements!"
Brother Zhao scolded with a smile and flicked the blade of the sword, as if he was teaching a lesson to a stubborn child, and then he pointed the tip of the sword at the second elder of Qishan, with a murderous expression.
Unexpectedly, Rusty Sword stopped struggling with his simple words, and seemed to be really attracted by the so-called "tonic".
Brother Zhao has withdrawn the law phase, and the rusty sword has recognized Qin Tian as the master, and he has no idea with him, so there will be no sword shadow on the law phase.
Since it has been decided to make the sword, the huge law will become a burden on the contrary.
He stepped in the air, and his body suddenly turned into a purple gold streamer, like a comet across the sky.
The two elders of Qishan were almost frightened and lost their hearts, and the development of the situation far exceeded their expectations.
Even if they didn't think that the law left by the saint alone would be able to suppress Brother Zhao.
According to the original plan of these two old yin ratios, when Brother Zhao was overwhelmed, he would attack with thunderous means, not to kill the enemy, but to be able to hit him hard and force him back.
But what's the matter with you getting out so calmly?
Although the spirit of the second elder of Qishan has been worn out, he has also fought in the battle of chasing gods, and he still has a little fighting instinct left in his bones, and it is definitely impossible to be killed.
One person brandished a spear, controlled the method of carrying mountains, and provoked mountains one after another, as if playing baseball, and smashed towards Brother Zhao.
One person threw the double hammer in his hand, and suddenly two strange suction forces were born, causing the surface of the ground to shatter, and countless flying sand and stones condensed into two earth dragons, and the dragon's chant shook the sky.
The two elders of Qishan are both proficient in earth law, and they once shined in the battle of chasing gods, leaving behind the legend of working together to severely damage a median god.
Even though their combat power has deteriorated, they cannot be underestimated with a joint blow, and they will never be able to directly attack them when they are idle to ascend to the realm.
"But Erl!"
Brother Zhao's figure, in front of the second elder of Qishan, is as small as an ant, but when it comes to the vastness of the qi, it is far above them.
His eyes were full of cold lightning, and a sword slashed down, shooting out an extremely brilliant sword light, like a heavenly river bursting its embankment, falling straight into the world.
This sword can even cut a hole in the sky, let alone the earthly magic power of the two elders of Qishan!
Whether it was the peaks that flew by, or the two fierce earth dragons, they all became earth chickens and dogs before the sword light, and they were easily swept away.
Brother Zhao followed the sword light, and in the horrified gaze of the second elder of Qishan, he slashed down with another sword.
This time, there was no overflow of sword energy, nor did there be any divine light rippling, and it seemed to be just an ordinary sword splitting style.
However, the expression of the second elder of Qishan froze, and the next moment, the body suddenly turned into a broken porcelain doll, full of cracks, and finally turned into loess sand and stone again, returning to heaven and earth.
Brother Zhao slowly turned around and threw the rusty sword back to Qin Tian.
Qin Tian was stunned, and it wasn't until the rusty sword fell to the ground with a "bang" that he came back to his senses, swallowed his throat and said, "This is the end?"
The battle scene in the Ascension Realm is already terrifying, but what about the saints, the ancient gods and demons?
No wonder they can cripple and shatter an entire world, the destructive power of these guys is simply boundless!
Brother Zhao said helplessly: "It's easy to beat them, but it is very tricky to completely kill them." ”
"Zhao Ji, you madman, how dare you destroy our Dharma Body?!"
"You provoked trouble for no reason, is it true that you are not afraid that we will go to the saint to join you?"
Sure enough, the angry and corrupt voices of the two elders of Qishan sounded again in the heaven and earth, sometimes it seemed to be far away in the sky, and sometimes it seemed to be close to the ears.
Brother Zhao turned a deaf ear to the wind, and said indifferently: "Did you hear clearly? I'm talking about tricky, not impossible..."
As soon as these words came out, the world was lonely.