Chapter Forty-Nine: The Five Mountains Water Peak Suppresses the Divine General
"Senior Brother Li, we all understand today's situation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" After Lin Yan walked off the sword platform, Star God Ji Boyuan spoke, "You say, you are going to sprint to the top of the Tiger List, and I will call all the juniors and disciples you need to challenge, so that we can all save trouble!"
Du Xuan was not polite, and said directly, "My goal this time is to be ranked 30th on the Tiger List!"
"Then you still need fifty-three, forty-three, thirty-three, thirty-four fellow disciples, Brother Jiang, I'll bother you to go!" Star God Ji Boyuan thought for a while, and said to the Wind Slashing Sword Jiang Tiandao.
"No problem!" Jiang Tian responded, turning into a sword light and breaking through the air. Everywhere you go, the void leaves a trace!
"Senior Brother Ji, are you directly separating me, don't I even have a chance to work hard?" On the side, the god general Wang Wenqing opened his mouth to express his dissatisfaction.
Star God Ji Boyuan swept his eyes coldly, and said at that time, "I chose people in accordance with the rules of the Sword Sect, if you are not satisfied, you can wait until Senior Brother Li successfully challenges Senior Brother Yue, and then launch a challenge." โ
As soon as these words came out, Wang Wenqing couldn't help choking. In fact, he didn't have to fight Du Xuanjian, he just wanted to earn some face for himself.
Seeing this, Du Xuan smiled faintly, "It just so happens that the rest of the senior brothers are no longer there, Senior Brother Wang intends to fight, how can I not be perfect?"
Wang Wenqing was already ready to borrow the slope to get off the donkey, but he didn't expect Du Xuan to pull him up again, which made him feel extremely depressed. However, his words were released before, so naturally he couldn't disagree. At the moment, Wang Wenqing maintained his bearing and said, "Then I will learn from Senior Brother Li's high moves!"
While speaking, Wang Wenqing stomped on his feet, his body was like a cannonball, and he rushed straight to the ring, leaving two deep footprints on the ground, exploding a circle of ripples.
In such a way of going on stage, in terms of his posture, it has nothing to do with chic, and it can even be said to be too stiff. However, he has a different kind of compelling momentum, like a white rainbow through the sun!
"Bang-"
With a loud bang, Wang Wenqing slammed down on the sword platform, and the smoke and dust filled all directions.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my sword technique is not known for light skills!" Wang Wenqing deliberately bowed to Du Xuan and said.
"Then it seems that Senior Brother Wang is very good at strength?" Du Xuan's face remained unchanged, and he responded lightly.
"That's right, the Wuding Kaishan Sword Technique I have cultivated is the sword technique that ranks first in the outer sect of the Sword Sect! Jin Xi's sword technique is okay above the edge, but it is above the strength,...... Wang Wenqing pretended to be complacent, and wanted to provoke Du Xuan to compete with him for strength.
"In that case, then I really want to learn something!" Du Xuan replied at the time, "I think, we might as well change the way we discuss swords and have a literary fight!"
"How to fight in a literary way?" Wang Wenqing is just for the sake of face, and if he can be decent, he is naturally very willing.
"It's very simple!" Du Xuan replied with a smile, "If you attack me, I can only defend; Whoever can't bear it will lose even if he loses!"
"Then what if both of them can bear it?" Wang Wenqing asked immediately, he very much hoped that Du Xuan could say that I would lose in an atmospheric manner, and then let him push the boat with the flow.
However, Du Xuan already had his own plan in his heart, where would it follow his wishes? When it was, he waved his hand and replied with a smile, "That's impossible!"
This sentence, extremely confident and domineering, not only shocked Wang Wenqing, but also the remaining people watching the game in the audience, the same, has a deeper understanding of Du Xuan's "character and temperament".
"There is nothing impossible in the world, there must be a saying!" Wang Wenqing continued to ask.
"Then even if I lose!" Du Xuan finally said the words that Wang Wenqing had dreamed of in his heart. However, Wang Wenqing found that at this moment, he was not as happy as he imagined before.
Because this is his own idea on the premise that he will definitely lose, he has no confidence in playing against Du Xuan.
However, the words have been spoken, and the wood has become a boat, and Wang Wenqing can only continue on this road. In his opinion, as long as he really wins, no matter how he wins, he will always be able to save some face.
"In that case, then you're welcome!"
Wang Wenqing responded and sacrificed his own sword pill - Wuding Divine Axe!
That's right, an axe!
Many people believe that sword cultivation, sword cultivation, and the natal sword weapon of sacrifice must be a sword. In fact, the flying sword is just a general term for the magic weapon that sword cultivation sacrifices with sword qi.
The shape of the flying sword itself is diverse and ever-changing, including swords, knives, needles, hooks, forks, yarns, and ,...... The axe is just one of them.
The Wuding Divine Axe is only the size of a palm, but in Wang Wenqing's hand, it has its own sacredness, and it is not a little funny. He held it in both hands and held it high above his head, and at that moment, his whole person seemed to have turned into a mountain and river, standing up to the sky and the earth, unyielding!
"Wuding Kaishan!"
Wang Wenqing shouted, and the axe split out.
This move is the general outline of the Wuding Kaishan Sword Technique, and it is also its final killing move, and the core meaning of the Sword Technique is all in this move.
The axe fell, and a fan-shaped arc of light slashed towards the top of Du Xuan's head. However, the arc light did not have the feeling of being half sharp, and there was no whistling sound in the sky, but it was like a big mountain, when the head was crushed, squeezing the void, it was extremely dull.
Du Xuan was confident but not blind, sensing the breath of fan-shaped arc light, when it was, without saying a word, he clenched his fists with both hands and moved in unison, using another magic power of three thousand weak water and one vein - vortex fist.
The vortex fist is derived from the characteristics of 3,000 weak water absorption, which can create one gravitational field after another, which is suitable for unloading. Du Xuan played, soft, similar to Tai Chi, although it is good-looking, but in the eyes of outsiders, it always seems a bit child's play.
Soon, though, they stopped seeing it that way. In the void, countless water vapors condensed, turning into one whirlpool after another, and there were no less than hundreds.
The fan-shaped axe light splits down, along the way, as if encountering a group of gluttony, this whirlpool sucks up a brilliance, that vortex sucks up a brilliance, when it really reaches the top of Du Xuan's head, there is only a thin wisp left, and Du Xuan's fingers are shattered.
"It's my turn, pick it up!" Du Xuan didn't pay attention to the shock on Wang Wenqing's face, his right fist opened, stretched out forward, five fingers, and each shot out with a dark light.
When it was just away from the finger, it was just a thin silk thread, and the farther away from the finger, the thicker it became, and the void gathered together, forming five peaks in mid-air.
One Yuan Heavy Water Divine Power - Five Mountains Water Peak.
The water peak is not big, but it is only the size of a zhang, but the momentum of falling from the top of Wang Wenqing's head is far better than the axe light, and the void that is pressed is thunderous.
"Five Ding open the mountain, break!"
Wang Wenqing tried his best to slash out an axe light again, slashing towards the Wuyue Water Peak, but as soon as he made contact, it was like a wave rolling on the embankment and shattering into a splash.
"Poofโ"
Wuyue Shuifeng pressed on Wang Wenqing's back, and let him lie on the ground at that time, like a turtle.