Chapter 129: Returning to Tibet
Ning Xiangzhi looked coldly at Bei Daosheng in front of him, his eyes were like looking at a dead person.
Don't Daosheng stood like a pine, with a warm smile on his face, looking softly into the distance. If it weren't for the fact that the Xuansi Dao robe on his body was torn everywhere, and blood kept oozing from the torn places, he would be more like a literati who had climbed high and looked far.
Ning Xiangzhi stretched out his hand and touched his neck, and when he saw it in front of him, he immediately became angry. If he hadn't been vigilant before, he would have blocked it with a water dragon in advance, and he was afraid that he would have been cut off by another Daosheng's sword.
At this time, the top of Qingxia Mountain was completely destroyed by the destruction power of the collision of the two late Jindan monks, and the entire mountain peak seemed to be cut in half by a horizontal knife of the Heaven-Breaking Giant Blade. On closer inspection, the incision was smooth, and it seemed that it had really been cut by an extremely sharp sword.
Ning Xiangzhi's gaze fell on the sword that was pestled by Bei Dao, and he spoke for a long time: "Good sword." ”
Bei Daosheng also looked down at the flying sword in his hand, his eyes were complicated, and he sighed: "Of course it's a good sword." ”
"The sword is good, the swordsmanship is better." Ning Xiangzhi said in admiration, of course he did not hesitate to praise the sword and swordsmanship that broke the mountain with a sword and almost broke his head with a sword.
"The name of the sword is separated, and the name of the sword is also separated."
Ning Xiangzhi nodded and sighed: "A sword is out of the sheath, everything is separated, if you can go further, I am afraid there are not many people in this world who can stop you." Then he smiled again: "It's a pity that you are going to die after all, your parting sword, can () break life and death?" ”
Bei Daosheng smiled: "Naturally, if you can, you will cut yourself off." ”
Ning Xiangzhi didn't smile, and asked seriously, "Then what do you think?" Do you now cut off your life and death, or mine? ”
"Just try it." Don't say nonchalantly.
"Oh? Do you still have the strength to draw a sword? Ning Xiang looked directly at his tattered Dao robe, which was almost stained red with blood, and his tone was disdainful, but his eyes immediately became vigilant.
This person's swordsmanship is too domineering, and among the sword-wielding monks he has seen, perhaps only Hua Tianxiao of the Sword Intent Sect can match him. His Shifang Mountain, which was destroyed by Liuyun Zhenren when he was in the Qinglan Cave Mansion, already made him feel distressed. Who knew that in today's battle, he was destroyed three times in a row by this inexplicable old Taoist priest, and even one of the two water dragons that protected the changing rivers was cut off.
The Ten Directions Mountains can no longer form an effective offensive now. The Talisman Water Dragon is not as invulnerable as it used to be. The other party's spirit is exhausted. Life is only an instant, presumably this time it is a death blow.
And this old way's death-defying blow, needless to say, must be amazingly powerful. From being reluctant to be straightforward, not to be solemn.
Bei Daosheng raised the flying sword in his hand. Fingers slowly caressed the blade of the sword. The flying sword seemed to feel the love of Bei Daosheng, and the sword intent became more and more fierce, and the cold light went straight to the sky.
The Ecstasy. That's it.
"I have a sword, sharpened for a hundred years, but never wielded it. Ning Shouzao came from afar, and he couldn't entertain guests, so how about treating guests with this sword? Dare to give it a try! The speed of his speech was extremely slow, and his voice was intermittent, as if he would die if he could not catch it at any time.
Ning Xiangzhi's expression was straight, and the mountains and rivers fanned him, and only the remaining six peaks surrounded him, carrying floats and sank. A water dragon rose into the sky, its huge body wrapped Ning Xiangzhi tightly, and the dragon's head roared silently towards the other Daosheng.
In the depths of the water dragon, Ning Xiang said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hospitality, such a good sword, how dare you not try?" ”
"The name of the sword is hidden, Ning Shouza is careful." Bei Daosheng bent his fingers and flicked the sword body, and with a "Zheng" sound, the farewell sword let out a clear and loud dragon roar, and an invisible sword intent broke through the sword body and went straight towards Ning.
The sword is like a dragon!
The water dragon beside Ning Xiangzhi was the first to discover this invisible stegosaurus, and without waiting for Ning Xiangzhi's instructions, the dragon body evolved from the big river quickly condensed, and one side of the water condensed into a drop of water, and a drop of water turned into a piece of dragon scales. In the blink of an eye, the water dragon becomes a real dragon, with scales, horns, claws and tails, lifelike.
"Roar!"
The water dragon roared wildly, and Zi Ning rushed to his side, fiercely pounced on the invisible sword intent. Qingxia Mountain suddenly began to rain heavily, and this rain came suddenly without warning.
Ning Xiangzhi naturally knew that it was not rain, it was his talisman river, and the water dragon turned into the river was fighting with the invisible sword intent, and those rains were the blood that the sword intent slashed on the water dragon's body, and the water dragon flowed out.
In the pouring rain, Bei Daosheng's figure flashed, and finally moved.
The rain left a series of traces behind him, and he let the Buddha break the water, and inadvertently almost reached Ning Xiangzhi. After all, it was almost a little bit, because a huge mountain suddenly blocked in front of him, preventing him from getting close to Ning Xiangzhi.
As if he hadn't seen a huge mountain in front of him, he didn't pause at his feet, and the whole person crashed straight into the giant mountain in front of him.
Time seemed to pause, and the pouring rain stopped in the air for a while, and then fell to the ground again, but Bei Daosheng had already passed through the giant mountain, and the giant mountain did not seem to have the slightest effect on him.
Ning Xiangzhi retreated sharply, and when he saw that Bei Daosheng was about to come to Ning Xiangzhi's body, the second mountain suddenly appeared in front of him again.
Don't Daosheng still ignored it, just like the first giant mountain, he didn't want to crash into the giant mountain in front of him. After passing through the giant mountain, he happened to see Ning Xiangzhi commanding the third giant mountain to stop in front of him.
Ning Xiangzhi had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his hands were closed, and the remaining three mountains sandwiched Bei Daosheng in the middle in the other three directions, and then each smashed it into the middle.
Don't Daosheng still ignored it, and strode towards the giant mountain in front of him. The giant mountain shook slightly by him, and then it shook violently, and three other mountains also crashed into the giant mountain.
Four giant mountains collide. Rolling up the smoke and dust, it was almost washed away by the raging rain almost as soon as the smoke and dust rose.
Bei Daosheng's figure rushed out of the mountain, and the blood splashed on his body quickly stained the rain behind him, and from a distance, there seemed to be a surging blood wave behind him.
Ning Xiang squinted, thinking that this had not been able to kill him. However, Ning Xiangzhi also knew that the old road that rushed was already the end of the tree, and he was supported by one breath. Both the speed and momentum are far less than when they first ascended the mountain. At this time, Lao Dao has no threat to him.
Ning Xiangzhi pursed the corner of his mouth, and his open palm was clenched into a fist, since he didn't smash you, let's smash it again.
This time it was not just four giant mountains that came, but six giant mountains. The mountains and rivers had already been directly refined by Ning Xiang, and the six mountains only needed his mind to appear anywhere around him, ignoring the limitations of space.
Six huge mountains were covered in heavy rain. Rushing towards Bei Daosheng with a fierce momentum. The breaths squeezed each other into a strangely shaped huge mountain, and the figure of the other way disappeared into the depths of the peak.
The heavy rain stopped at some point, and a water dragon slowly flew back to Ning Xiangzhi's side. The water dragon looked extremely tired, and his body was no more than a third smaller than before. Just returned to Ning Xiangzhi's side. Then he escaped into the mountain and river fan.
Ning Xiang Zhishen probed. It was understood that the water dragon had exhausted its aura and was unable to fight again, so he could only return to the mountains and rivers to cultivate. You can't leave the station until you regain your spiritual power.
He looked up at the giant peak in front of him, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see Bei Daosheng rushing out of the mountain, and finally determined that Bei Daosheng really couldn't rush out this time.
Thinking of the strength of this old way, looking at the wreckage of the three giant peaks destroyed and the remaining six scarred giant mountains, Ning Xiangzhi couldn't help but shake his head, this was the most dangerous battle in his life.
Bei Daosheng was not the one with the strongest cultivation and the most powerful means among the enemies that Ning Xiangzhi had encountered, but Bei Daosheng's threat to him far surpassed that of all enemies.
For an enemy who is not afraid of death, would rather die than kill you, and is not inferior to you in cultivation, it is really a kind of luck to be alive.
Knowing that the great enemy was dead, Ning Xiangzhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relax his mind.
However, at this moment, a trace of extremely dangerous warning suddenly flashed in his heart, which made him feel cold all over his body and his scalp tingle.
"Adjacent to the water."
Ning Xiangzhi shouted, and the mountain and river fan flicked it, and a big river was suddenly thrown out of the mountain and river fan, which was the previous big river that had exhausted its spiritual power.
"Return."
In the sound of the waves, a voice came faintly, this voice was so old and weak, but it was very clear, even the sound of the waves rolled up by the rapid rotation of the river could not suppress this sound of nothingness.
The rapidly surging waves suddenly sudden, and the three-zhang high waves suddenly separated to both sides, and a huge sword shadow split out of the water, slashing towards Ning Xiangzhi, who quickly retreated.
How can it be!
Ning Xiangzhi was horrified, he couldn't figure it out, he could obviously sense that Lao Dao was indeed squeezed and smashed in the middle by the six mountains, and at this moment, I am afraid that he would have been crushed to pieces. But where did this sword come from?
However, this is not the time to be entangled here, in the face of this earth-shattering sword, Ning Xiangzhi finally completely changed his face.
He hesitated, gritted his teeth fiercely, held his left hand with his right hand and pulled it hard, and a bloody arm was torn off by him. Strangely, the blood that flowed from the wound of the severed hand turned out to be a faint green.
Ning Xiangzhi had a cold face, ignoring the wounds on his body, and quickly recited a spell in his mouth, and threw his left hand towards the split sword shadow.
The broken arm turned into a figure in mid-air, and the figure was exactly the same as Ning Xiangzhi, and even the breath was not half different.
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration." Ning Xiangzhi, whose left arm was transformed, shouted bitterly, and the whole person swelled rapidly as if it was inflated, and Ning Xiangzhi, who had a broken arm, didn't want to use the Five Elements Escape Technique to escape quickly.
The shadow of the sword fell on the inflated Ning Xiangzhi's body, and with a loud "boom", the whole world trembled, and the remaining half of Qingxia Mountain could no longer hold on, and was razed to the ground by an invisible force.
I don't know how long it took, but in the smoke and dust in the sky, there seemed to be a figure standing in the blur.
Ning Xiangzhi also escaped back, and when he saw the vague figure, his face turned pale. In order to kill Bei Daosheng, Ning Xiangzhi paid a price far beyond his imagination.
He clearly knew that the other party was indeed dead, and the dead could not die again. The figure was more of a sword than a figure. At the last moment, Bei Daosheng gave up his body, and his soul was pinned on the Bieli Sword, and he made the earth-shattering blow just now.
"So this is Guizang." Ning Xiangzhi's cold voice squeezed out from between his teeth.
A good move to hide, a good parting sword. If he hadn't accidentally obtained a human-shaped Ganoderma lucidum in an ancient monk's cave, and had been in retreat for a hundred years to refine the humanoid Lingzhi into his left arm, he would definitely not be able to escape this sword today.
Ning Xiangzhi felt that his left arm was empty, and this empty feeling made his heart ache for a while. That was his second life, and he would use it in this place, and it would be used on such an old man whose life was about to end.
From now on, where would he go to find another humanoid Ganoderma lucidum, and even if he could find it, where would he have a hundred years to waste?
"Ah......" Ning Xiang thought of the depression, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar. Don't Daosheng has been shattered, and now even his soul is destroyed, and he doesn't even have a goal to vent his revenge. I yelled depressedly for a long time, and finally left unwillingly.
When Ning Xiangzhi was roaring, An Yun suddenly looked up into the distance and listened slightly.
"What's wrong?" Tianluo, who was sitting on her flying sword, asked.
"I think I hear someone howling." An Yun frowned slightly, this voice was somewhat familiar.
"I seem to have heard it, and the long howl was full of anger and depression, this man must have fallen into bad luck, otherwise he would never have let out such a miserable roar." Tianluo smiled gloatingly.
"I feel bad, like I've broken a heartstring and we're going to pick things up. Tianluo, can't you fly with your own sword? An Yun was a little flustered for some reason, and said to Tianluo, who was lying on her flying sword.
"When I came out of the valley, I only secretly brought Dabai, and nothing else moved, so I didn't have a flying sword." Tianluo spread his hands.
"Then this sword is for you." An Yun was anxious, unwilling to talk to Tian Luoduo, and as soon as her mind moved, Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi rushed out from between her fingers, carrying her towards the long howl.
"it." Tianluo was taken aback by the momentum of Zixiao's thunder sword qi, jumped up all of a sudden, stepped on the flying sword, and chased after Zixiao's thunder sword qi.
Although the speed of the Purple Night Thunder Sword Qi is much faster than that of the Flying Sword, the momentum is extremely large, not only the purple qi fills the sky, the electric light is swallowing and swimming, but there will also be bursts of thunder. Therefore, normally, An Yun would not use the Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi. But at this time, she couldn't take care of it, she had a very bad feeling, Xiao Bei might have ......
Tianluo chased after An Yun, and the spiritual power didn't need money to urge the flying sword, but he chased farther and farther, and couldn't help touching his chin and sighed: "Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi is actually in her hands, there are really a lot of treasures on this girl's body, every thing taken out is a rare good thing, should I rob it?" Interesting, interesting. ”
The two hurried and finally came to Qingxia Mountain. However, the huge Qingxia Mountain has been razed to the ground, and only the smoke-filled ruins are left in front of the two.
In the ruins, a vague humanoid figure was as straight as a pine. (To be continued......) I1292