Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Power of the Battle Two Swords Retreat from the Enemy
Wu Chen swung his sword and directly forced the Qing system back, surrounded by demonic energy, a pitch-black demon bull appeared behind Wu Chen.
A pair of horns pointed straight at the sky like a pair of daggers, and the air around them became viscous as the two-foot demon bull appeared.
All the movements were limited by some kind of force, and all the movements seemed to be slowing down, accompanied by a loud sound of cow mooing, and a pitch-black sword aura turned into a black streamer like a kiss from the god of death, reaching the center of Qing's eyebrows......
And when Qing Zhi saw this sword, his eyebrows kept beating, and this sword gave him great danger.
If you can't catch it, if you can't catch it, you'll die! Facing the sword of life and death, Qing Zhi's mind can't calm down.
Fortunately, I saw the brass big gong rise in the air, the golden light bloomed again, and the figure of the golden general, who was originally a phantom, suddenly condensed, and a giant military general with a height of two feet appeared.
Only the general's body was as burly as a mountain, covered in heavy armor, and only a pair of fierce eyes leaked out from under the golden mask.
A pair of heavy brass maces are in the hand, and the word "Qin" written on an ancient seal on the brass mace body shines brightly under the golden light.
I saw that the giant military general didn't care about anything else at all, and he hit it directly with the long gong in his hand, and the sound of breaking the sky brought by the terrifying power.
A whining thunder sounded in the air, and with the blessing of powerful power, the golden long gong broke through the confinement brought by the ugly cow.
I only heard a loud bang, and the two extremely strong forces collided directly, and an invisible Li Liang ripple spread out in all directions.
Qing Zhi, who was standing behind the general, bore the brunt of the attack, and was directly swept away by this terrifying force, spraying an arc-shaped blood wave in the air, and then disappeared directly.
As a collision and a new two, on the one hand, Wu Chen, using a special unloading method, only withdrew five steps.
As a golden general, he withdrew more than a dozen steps straightly, and made a judgment in an instant, but Wu Chen's face was cold.
"The strength is good! However, even a few dead things dare to block the pace of this seat, and you can't find death!"
Wu Chen shouted coldly at the golden general.
Wu Chen pushed back, and the pitch-black demonic qi behind him formed a circle in turn, and the terrifying power skyrocketed again.
The pitch-black magic sword in his left hand was behind him, and the rotation of his right arm drove a rich magic wave, and in an instant, the demonic atmosphere was everywhere, and the smoke was everywhere.
"Twelve Yuanchen Magic Sword - Tigers Fighting Dragons"
But seeing Wu Chen's long sword roaring, a majestic and ferocious momentum directly covered the audience.
The golden military general couldn't help but take three steps back, only to see a three-headed and three-foot tall colorful tiger appear from behind Wu Chen.
With a swing of the sword, the three-headed tiger directly ignored the distance between the two sides that had been opened five or six zhang, and directly appeared in front of the golden general.
The golden generals didn't have time to react at all, and for Wu Chen, the tiger directly ignored the distance and killed strongly.
With the powerful force of the shock, the golden military general was directly nailed to the ground.
I saw a gust of wind blowing, and the entire golden warrior turned into a golden sand, and disappeared directly into the air.
Then the golden mace, which was originally floating in the air, lost the support of its strength.
Rolling directly to the ground, the original gold color became dull, and the entire body was full of dense sword marks, which was particularly dazzling.
"It's just a dead thing, and it dares to fight with this seat, joke. Wu Chen said coldly.
Then Wu Chen stared motionlessly into the depths of the dense forest and said in a loud voice.
"Your Excellency, I've watched the show for so long, I'm tired, I don't need to ask you to come out!" Wu Chen said coldly into the depths of the dense forest.
"It's Jizo! This is what Jizo used to be!"
Hearing a sound of admiration, a person gradually walked out of the depths of the dense forest, only to see the person covered in black robes, tall and thin, holding a steel fork in his right hand, which was divided into three blades.
And above these three blades, there were three strange flames, and the middle one turned red.
The other two colors are gray and black, and the three colors rotate to form a strange galaxy, which makes people involuntarily want to look at it twice, but this makes people unconsciously indulge in it.
"It's a strange power, um... Stir people's hearts to mourn, be happy, and be angry?" Wu Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at this inconspicuous, dung-like weapon.
"The Lord of Jizo really has good eyesight, this weapon is called silence, it is made of a lifetime of sorrow and anger, and it has the power to manipulate people's hearts," the black-robed man introduced in an old voice.
"When?" Wu Chen said succinctly.
"Lord Jizo is refreshing! Introduce myself, my name is 'Jiang', from the legendary '100,000 mountains', this time the old man came to seek cooperation. ”
"What's the cooperation?"
"I already know about your Star Lord's Canglong plan, and now, we have come out of the 100,000 Mountains to prove the existence of our witchcraft to the world, you want status, we want to make a name for ourselves, why can't we cooperate sincerely?"
"I'm curious, why did you find me?"
"Because I'm the one who takes the lead. At this moment, another black-robed man walked out of the jungle.
I saw that this person was tall and burly, covered in iron armor, and a fierce beast armor covered this person's face.
But there was only one thing that Wu Chen could not forget, and that was an exaggerated serrated broadsword, and the soaring flames jumped from the armored man's body, reflecting the ghostly figures of the two people.
"It's you, Time Traveler, do you really think you can threaten me by snooping what is going on?"
Wu Chen said to the young man who appeared.
"No, I'm just informing you, if you don't obey, we can kill you!"
On the contrary, it was this time traveler who laughed at Wu Chen arrogantly.
"Kill me, it seems that your plan is not small, but do you think that my dignified name is bragged?" Wu Chen said coldly.
"Haha, Little Third Master, I know anything about you, and even any of your martial arts, I know what you can do to win me, besides, now that I have practiced the "Wisdom Root Ten Thousand Methods and Seconds Zen Sutra", how can you compete with me?"
"It seems that I have studied me quite thoroughly, and even the restraint method of my magic skills has been dealt with in advance, but will this be foolproof? You are still naïve!"
"Wait, both of you are discouraged, Jizo-sama, how do you see the cooperation between the two of us?
"I see, it turns out that this is the emotional out-of-control before, I hate others for calculating me the most!So..."
Wu Chen dissipated the pitch-black magic sword in his hand with both hands, and took out an ordinary long sword from the corner of the sealing magic ring.
At the moment when the long sword was in hand, Wu Chen's actual change changed dramatically in an instant.
In an instant, a domineering sword intent soared into the sky, and one after another sharp sword qi continued to spread out in all directions.
The surging strength was like a wave, stronger than a wave, and the aura in all directions was directly squeezed by this sword qi, forming a wind pressure that continued to rotate in all directions.
"No, why didn't you say that he was still a pure swordsman?" the old black-robed man, holding his black robe blown by the violent wind, squinted at the ironclad man.
"He's never performed such an unbelievable swordsmanship, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know, why do you want to get off the boat," the ironclad man also squinted at the black-robed man.
"It's not. I—" The black-robed man stammered.
"At this time, I advise you to dispel this idea as soon as possible, a martial artist of his level, once you have doubts, it is a matter of a sword, not to mention, you think about the Star Lord Organization too simply, back then, didn't the Western Qin Empire be surrounded and killed by them, Prince Lu? Also, although you are proficient in the art of curses, can you be sure that no one in the Star Lord will?"
"Impossible, right?" said the black-robed man.
"How many years has the Star Lord Organization inherited, it has always been known for its great hidden in the city, maybe a certain Tianjiao in your clan is one of their people, therefore, I want to tell you, if you fight a snake, you will not die, but you will suffer from it! Do you understand?" the black family threatened sharply.
Suddenly, a silver-white light on Wu Chen's body rose into the sky, an ordinary long sword.
Under the blessing of the sword intent, it became extremely terrifying, and the surrounding flowers and trees became two knots unconsciously.
"One will make ten thousand bones dry!"
With a sword strike, there were torrential waves of blood and corpses all over the place, a throne made of white bones.
In the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, it slowly turned into a throne of pure gold, and thousands of people prostrate under the throne to worship.
In an instant, a silver-white light flashed on the side, and the black-robed old man and the black family had not yet reacted.
Blood spurted from his neck, and the two of them immediately used their own means to stop the splattered blood.
"Eternal Immortal Emperor Picture Industry"
The long sword slashed a brilliant light in Wu Chen's hand, the silver light waved, the stars appeared in the day, the sky spread on the ground, and the starlight in the sky directly covered the whole body.
Together with the long sword, an immortal imperial diagram hegemony slowly unfolded in front of the eyes of the three of them, and the monstrous courage and broad mind jointly built this magnificent imperial diagram hegemony.
A simple sword shows the domineering spirit of the mighty king, although it is a sword, but it is like unfolding an era, and this simple sword shows the thick history of a dynasty.
"Burning Mountain"
"The Devil Rises from the Heart"
There was a huge crashing sound, and the waves of fire in the sky collapsed directly under this domineering sword, leaving only the blood rain in the sky to sway into the sky.
Another arm fell to the ground alone, and the two of them, who were still talking here before, left one arm disappearing without a trace.
It turned out that at the critical moment, the black armor man abandoned his teammates and directly pulled his teammates over to top a room, and he took the opportunity to slash out a knife, and when the fire wave collapsed, he fled directly......