Chapter 393: The Battle of Will

The officials of Zhongtianshu looked at each other, with their strength, they couldn't see the sword trend of Wang Hao and Chen Qing at all, in their opinion, Chen Qing and Wang Hao completely flew from the lake to the sky, then to the lake, and then to the sky, and so on.

"If you can't read it, let's write it blindly, we can't read it, so how many people can read it?" said an official.

Hearing this, the rest of the officials nodded slightly.

So, the embarrassing blow about Wang Hao began.

The recorded officials brought the fight scenes at their fingertips, and Deacon Wu Hao used himself as a medium to communicate the power of heaven and earth, divided into one hundred and eight clones, each holding a divine sword. The sword fell, the sword rose, Chen Qing hugged his head above the lake, and could only protect himself in order to survive.

Although the official was making up a fight scene, the general situation on the lake was somewhat consistent with this.

In the confrontation with Wang Hao, Chen Qing was puzzled, not that Chen Qing's sword skills were poor, but that Wang Hao's physical body was too tough, and he seemed to have endless strength to use.

Wang Hao's heavy sword slashed at Chen Qing's head, and Chen Qing's sword blade was horizontal, blocking the heavy sword.

Chen Qing's arm was numb, and Wang Hao made another heavy cut, Chen Qing's scalp was numb, and he could only resist hard.

Wang Hao's three consecutive heavy slashes had already made Chen Qing's right arm sore, and if Wang Hao had the strength to cut down the fourth heavy slash, Chen Qing would definitely be dead here.

"Are you still human?" Chen Qing roared angrily, slapped the storage bag, and a brilliant sword flew out of the storage bag.

"This is!" The Great Elder of the Purple Cloud Sect opened his eyes, and in an instant, the sword light illuminated the entire lake, as if it were day.

"It should be the Chixiao Immortal Sword, one of the four great immortal swords of the Sword Sect. Wei Xue said.

The Chixiao Immortal Sword was extremely powerful, and Wang Hao had to distance himself from Chen Qing.

Chen Qingxian's sword was in his hand, his breath skyrocketed, and under the swing of the sword, the red flames swept in the sky.

Wang Hao also has a heavyweight sword, the Bright Sea, but at this juncture, it is impossible for him to sacrifice the Bright Sea.

Chen Qing's sword around him soared into the sky, and under the swing of the sword, a divine sword sword fell from the sky and slashed towards Wang Hao.

"Wu Hao, take the sword!"

In the crowd, a sword flew out, this sword flew into Wang Hao's hand, turned into a long sword, Wang Hao held the Zhuxian sword, not afraid of the red flame sword, lightly slashed, the wind howled.

Wang Hao glanced at the shore of the lake, at this moment, isn't it the best time to kill these cultivators!

"Zhuxian Sword Array!" Wang Hao shouted, and the powerful sword qi enveloped all directions, and one hundred and eight Zhuxian swords were transformed, suppressing the eight directions.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they all looked at Wei Xue and Deng Zhang.

Deng Zhang said: "Don't worry, with me and Sect Master Wei here, you won't die alone." ”

Hearing this, Song Zhi frowned slightly, what does it mean that one person will not die, is it not a dead person or a lot of people will die?

On the surface of the lake, a thick fog gradually rises, to be precise, these are not fog, but fog-like energy.

Wang Hao stood on the surface of the lake, and the Zhuxian Sword floated in front of him.

Everything seemed to be very calm, only the buzzing Chixiao Immortal Sword was trying to warn everyone, it was scared.

Wang Hao's right palm was raised slightly, and black flames suddenly appeared on the one hundred and eight Zhuxian swords that had been transformed.

In the mist, it was as if they had seen a monster with horns on its head and huge wings.

Many of the young children gasped and walked back.

"Sect Master Wei, I don't know if you can help us open a passage, we want to get out of here. A sectarian elder pleaded.

Wei Xue said calmly: "It's too late, this one hundred and eight swords are transformed by the Zhuxian Sword Array, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation has been completed, even if I want to take you out, I am powerless." ”

Wei Xue's expression didn't seem to be fake, but many sect elders still had doubts, you are the number one sword in the world, and you can't break this formation?

Deng Zhang said: "Sect Master Wei is right, now that the sword formation has been formed, if you want to break the formation, you will definitely be killed by the entire array. ”

Wei Xue said, "All the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect stand behind me!"

All the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect gathered together and stood behind Wei Xue.

The disciples of the Sword Sect formed several layers of sword formations around them, they looked at the one hundred and eight illusioned Zhuxian swords, the expression on their faces was very gloomy, from now on, even if they spend their whole lives cultivating swords, I am afraid they will not be able to catch up with a demon like Wang Hao.

"Chen Qing, you admit defeat, I will take back the sword formation. Wang Hao said confidently, like a big demon king, staring at Chen Qing.

Many cultivators on the shore were secretly begging, "Chen Qing, quickly promise him." ”

A Great Elder of the Black Wind Sect spoke up: "It's getting late today, let's compete again in the future." ”

As the Great Elder of the Black Wind Sect spoke up, the rest of the people also began to echo.

"Senior Brother Chen, let's compare it in the future. ”

"Brother Chen, take a step back and open the sky. ”

"Senior Brother Chen, harmony is precious, and everything will stop at the point. ”

The disciples of the Sword Sect were silent, they hoped that Chen Qing would admit defeat, and they also hoped that Chen Qing would not admit defeat.

In the crowd, a woman in green clothes stood beside Deng Zhang, silently looking at Chen Qing.

According to her understanding of Chen Qing, Chen Qing will not admit defeat.

So many chaotic voices did not shake Chen Qing's Dao heart, and he expressed his will with his actions.

Chen Qing's eyes radiated the color of red gold, and the red flame burned on him, and above the lake, the red flame flame spread rapidly.

Wang Hao snorted coldly, his right palm fell heavily, and the zero eight transformed Zhuxian Sword stabbed at Chen Qing at this moment, covering the sky and the sun.

The disciples of the Sword Sect sacrificed their own swords, and they felt that in the face of this Immortal Sword, Chen Qing was more than lucky.

At this time, where to take care of the faΓ§ade, it is important to save people.

Wei Xue also made a move, and as soon as the Dragon Sword came out, a thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the lake in an instant.

The elders of the Black Wind Sect, the Purple Cloud Sect, and several sects all took action.

Several forces converged into Chen Qing's immortal sword, and the immortal sword buzzed, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and stabbed towards Wang Hao.

Chen Qing pointed his right hand to the sky, and dozens of flying swords flew out of the storage bag, forming layers of sword formations beside Chen Qing.

"The deacon has already won, why take someone's life?" Wei Xue came to Chen Qing's side, and the dragon sword in his hand exuded a powerful sword aura.

In an instant, dozens of powerful figures were already standing beside Chen Qing.

This battle, on the surface, seems to be a battle between Chen Qing and Wang Hao, but in fact, it represents the sect and the Tang Dynasty.

What's more, in the long run, Chen Qing is an important figure because of his outstanding talent.

The Zhuxian Sword fell like hail, and those people shot together to resist the Zhuxian Sword Qi.

The one hundred and eight Zhuxian swords were blocked by Chen Qing's group, and naturally catapulted in all directions, and the scattered and sect disciples who were originally watching the play on the shore were suddenly dumbfounded.

After a while, most of the dozens of powerful figures were injured, and the people on the shore were very miserable, and there was not one in ten.

"Thank you, Deacon Wu, for your mercy. Chen Qing arched his hand.

From beginning to end, Wang Hao did not use the body of the Zhuxian Sword, if Wang Hao used the body of the Zhuxian Sword, I am afraid that their group would suffer even more losses.

Wang Hao spurted out a mouthful of blood in public, his breath was a little sluggish, and said, "Sure enough, not everyone can control the Zhuxian Sword. ”

After throwing down this sentence, Wang Hao disappeared.

Chen Qing's body lost its balance and fell downward, and several Sword Sect disciples flew over and caught Chen Qing's body.

Song Zhi looked around, only to see that the people on the shore had suffered heavy casualties, if it weren't for Deng Zhang's protection, I am afraid that Zhongtianshu would not be able to escape.

Song Zhi said, "Deacon Wu is seriously injured?"

Deng Zhang nodded and said, "The Zhuxian Sword has always been extremely heavy, but Deacon Wu has not used the full power of the Zhuxian Sword, so he should not worry about his life." ”

This night, Chang'an City was very unpeaceful, and many cultivators were secretly glad that they didn't go to join in the fun.

On the second day, there was a lot more talk in the tavern.

"Last night, thankfully, I didn't go to the lake, and I heard that half of them died. ”

"That deacon was so ruthless that he even killed anyone watching the play. ”

"I heard that it was Deacon Wu who made a move against Chen Qing, and a group of strong men confronted Deacon Wu in order to keep Chen Qing, so that Deacon Wu's original sword qi changed its trajectory and catapulted towards the shore, so many people died. ”

"Anyway, those people died in vain, whether it was those sect powerhouses or the academy, they couldn't afford to offend. ”

"That Deacon Wu was attacked because of his use of the Zhuxian Sword, and now he is closed and recuperating at home. ”

"In the historical records, all those who use the Zhuxian Sword are crazy, and in the end they are either solved by those forces united, or they commit suicide, do you think Deacon Wu will he?"

"It's not impossible, there is no shortage of demons in the history of the Five Elements Continent, but those demons will become crazy when they encounter the Zhuxian Sword. ”

With the help of caring people, the news of Wang Hao's serious injury spread throughout Chang'an!

Someone saw with their own eyes that several academy gentlemen came to Wang Hao's residence and stayed for a few hours before leaving.

The palace also brought a lot of valuable medicinal herbs.

Wang Hao is indeed in retreat, but he is not recuperating from his injuries, but he is realizing something.

The sword path that Chen Qing walked faintly gave him a kind of enlightenment.

The gentlemen of the academy basked in the sun in the courtyard while eating Linggu chicken, talking and laughing.

Wu Ling seemed to be very open-minded and chatted happily with all the gentlemen.

Deng Zhang stood outside the courtyard, took a deep breath, and came to the courtyard with Wang Hao's acquiescence.

After scanning around the courtyard, he was a little disappointed and a little nervous, and pretended to be calm and said, "I'll see how the deacon was wounded by the sword?"

Wu Ling frowned, contrary to his previous hesitation and weakness, and said categorically: "He's fine, please go back." ”

The rejection in the words could not be more obvious.

If this Deng Zhang continues to pester Wang Jie, Wu Ling doesn't mind having a man-to-man duel with this Deng Zhang first.

Deng Zhang frowned slightly, looked directly at Wu Ling, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, you just knew Wang Jie before me.

People who do kendo often have a very strong desire to win!