Chapter 112 The Heart is the Sword The river is raining and the thousand peaks are cold

"Please. ”

Yushi Wuqi said politely, and stabbed Gongming Shouguang with his sword.

The bones are shining, flashing like water, and the frost is cold, coming on.

Gongming Shouguang had been waiting for a long time, and the Qingxuan Law in his right hand was sealed. In an instant, the four fields of light shone brightly, and the surging true yuan turned into a giant python and roared out.

Yushi Wuqi slashed the attacking python with his sword, and then threw the sword into the air, and the sword turned into a streamer, like a mighty river falling from the sky.

Gongming Shouguang hurriedly threw the rosary in his left hand into the air, and said in his mouth: "Om, let's tick and tick, snort, curry, dumb, and ...... and drink." Although it is just a whisper, it is like a bell and thunder drum that shakes the Quartet.

As the mantra sounded, a deity engraved on the rosary showed a spirit body in the air, and each of them swung out a divine weapon to catch the sword light Tianhe.

Yushi Wuqi didn't expect that a few virtual innate gods would be able to block his vast sword intent, but the innate gods had long since become a thing of the past and disappeared into the eternal river.

These statues are called gods, but they are actually the embodiment of their own visualization and thoughts, and there is no majesty of gods at all, and they are majestic and powerful to hook heaven and earth.

If it was the innate god doppelganger in ancient times, he would still be taboo, maybe he would admit defeat. But now, it's just a clown jumping off the beam, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

Yushi Wuqi spit out his palm, and a surging true qi poured into the jade bone sword. The mighty Tianhe, which had already weakened, suddenly turned from virtual to solid, and rushed down from the sky with a rumbling sound of water. The several innate gods transformed into prayer beads gradually couldn't resist the erosion of the heavenly river, and the huge divine bodies were slowly reduced to size, and they were about to return into rosary shapes.

When Gongming Shouguang saw it, he hurriedly injected his true qi.

The innate deities formed by the rosary were replenished by their true qi, and they immediately withstood the pressure of the Tianhe River and grew stronger, and they simply blocked the mighty Tianhe back.

Yushi Wuqi felt that it was not a way to stalemate like this, his heart moved slightly, his sword moves changed, and he shouted: "Jiangtian is raining and thousands of peaks are cold." ”

In an instant, the mighty Tianhe exploded, turning into a rain of swords floating down in the sky.

The rain of swords was like wisps, pervasive, and the innate gods transformed by the rosary could not be stopped at all.

Gongming Shouguang saw the rain of swords coming, and hurriedly took back the rosary, took out a water bowl from his sleeve that painted a picture scroll of mountains and rivers and threw it up. The water bowl flew to the top of Gongming Shouguang's head, flipped over, and shot an orange and yellow ray of light to cover his body, so that the sword rain that shot could not enter.

"Hahahaha, come and don't be rude. ”

Gongming Shouguang saw that Jian Yu was helpless against him, laughed, pinched his hands and said: "The heart is the sword, and the smile is the first month of the peak." ”

In an instant, a bright moon appeared behind his head, and the moon turned with the seal, suddenly differentiating into several sword shadows, and flew forward.

Yushi Wuqi's body bowed slightly, took off his wide robe and took it in his hand to spin into a round shield, blocking the flying sword shadows one by one. Then I saw him throw his wide robe into the air, and when he landed to cover the water bowl in the air, he took it back.

The rain of swords in the sky was no longer stopped, pouring down from the sky.

Gongming Shouguang saw the sword rain flying in the sky, and shouted in fright: "Hey, from the Lingyun Sword Sect, are you really here?"

Yushi Wuqi waved his hand to stop Jian Yu and said, "You admit defeat?"

"It's not throwing in the towel, it's a half-time timeout, a break. ”

Hearing this, the rain master did not hear it, and with a wave of his hand, the sword rain was about to fall again.

"Wait, wait, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, you can't understand people, don't you know what I'm saying more reserved and tactful?"

"I don't know. Yushi Wuqi said coldly.

Gongming Shouguang was also helpless when he met him, so he had to say: "Quickly return the magic weapon to me." ”

Only then did Yushi Wuqi recall the jade bone sword, put away the wide robe, and returned the water bowl to it. Gongming Shouguang checked his magic weapon, glared at Yushi Wuqi not very satisfied, and jumped out of the ring and walked down.

Yushi Wuqi got dressed, received a jade plaque from the law enforcement elder, and jumped down as well.

"The rain master did not win and received the No. 37 black and white card on the stage. ”

"It's my turn. ”

Mo Siyin clenched his fists and said excitedly, jumping into the ring.

But when she saw her opponent, her pretty face, which was flushed with excitement, suddenly collapsed.

For the man on the other side was tall and large, twice as tall as her, and stood there like an iron tower. When the man saw Mo Siyin looking at him, he opened his mouth and smiled, his bloody mouth was like a man-eating beast, and he wanted to swallow her little short body with belt bones, which frightened Mo Siyin again and again.

"Zhongshan Shifu Fang Lei, please advise. ”

"Kui Zong Mo Siyin, please advise. ”

After the name was completed, Fang Lei took out two tower-shaped stone maces and grabbed them in his hands, looked at Mo Siyin, put the right-hand tower-shaped stone mace in his left hand, scratched his head and said: "You just admit defeat, I have a lot of strength, what if I accidentally smash you?"

No wonder he was worried.

It's really that Mo Siyin is too small, with a thin skin and tender meat, and a small jasper, he must be loved by the elders in the door, if there is a good one, then it will be fine. Don't look at him, he looks five big and three thick, but his head is filled with brains, not fresh stool, but he is not stupid.

The spectators in the ring burst out laughing when they heard his words.

Mo Siyin was angry, and there were many people watching her?

Suddenly said angrily: "I'll talk about it when you can hurt me." ”

After saying that, Mo Siyin took out a giant puppet and sat in it, pulled out two long knives from behind, and rushed towards Fang Lei. Her giant puppet was slightly smaller than that of her peers, so much so that compared to Fang Lei, it was only about half as tall.

Fang Lei saw that she didn't listen to persuasion, so he didn't care, and raised the tower-shaped double gong to meet the rushing giant puppet.

When Mo Siyin was about to rush in front of Fang Lei, his heart moved slightly, and he released two puppet tiger mastiffs, and then rushed towards Fang Lei with them.

"Ahh

Mo Siyin shouted, and his twin swords swung like dragons.

Fang Lei raised his wedge to hold the double knife, and he didn't have time to care about the two tiger mastiffs, and was suddenly pounced by them from behind. Although he has strong muscles and a hard body, he is also annoyed by the tiger mastiffs.

Mo Siyin didn't expect the tiger mastiff to bite Fang Lei, so he hurriedly released two tiger mastiffs, and then the two knives were combined into a heavy knife, grabbed it with both hands, and slashed down hard.

Fang Lei didn't expect her to have this trick, and for a while, his arm was numb because of the heavy knife she slashed.

When the two tiger mastiffs appeared, they collided with each other and combined into a huge beast, and the other two did the same.

One and that, two fierce beasts pounced left and right, and Fang Lei didn't dare to underestimate it.

But on the other side, Mo Siyin slashed with a knife again and again, and had to guard against the attack of the tiger mastiff, which suddenly made him tired to deal with.

Fang Lei originally saw that Mo Siyin was a girl to be more tolerant, but he didn't expect her to be uninteresting at all. Furious in his heart, the tower-shaped stone mace in his hand roared out like a wild beast, splitting the ink sound with a gong, biting the beast with a gong, and then kicking the fierce beast out with a kick.

"Wow..."

The disciples of the various sects watching the competition under the ring didn't expect him to be so violent, and they couldn't help but admire.