Chapter 177: Qinglong Xingjun Lu Zhongyuan
Thirteen swords of death.
Wood and stone killed.
It is the last move in the thirteen sword techniques, and the last move often means a desperate fight, a desperate blow!
This is also the tragic song of a killer who has killed countless people at the last moment - the thirteen swords of death were originally to take the lives of others, but now they have to take their own lives as a gamble!
Ying Yue was about to retract his right palm that was attacking in the distance, his eyes froze, and he said, "Good sword!" β
Even with her skills, martial arts, and knowledge, she has to praise this as a superb and difficult swordsmanship, unparalleled in the world!
"It's a pity it's not enough!"
Invite Yue did not retreat but advanced, waving his two hands, drawing circles in mid-air, and one after another strange and mysterious power emanated from his palm, as if he was forming a large array, wanting to encompass the Xiaoxiang long sword.
This is the most wonderful stunt of "transferring flowers and connecting jade", Su Weiyun has seen it in the hands of Hua Wujian and Pixing.
But this trick is used in the hands of Invite Yue, and the power is different.
Su Weiyun only felt that the world was spinning, the world was turned upside down, and the Xiaoxiang sword trembled incessantly, almost no longer listening to his call, and wanted to get out of his hands!
Ying Yue shouted: "Let go!" β
The Xiaoxiang sword was shocked, suddenly thrown up, and flew in the air, like a rootless duckweed falling in the sky of Kyushu.
Lu Zhongyuan flew over, and when he saw the situation here, his face was pale.
- A swordsman's sword is a swordsman's hand, how can it be knocked away by the enemy?
The long sword was taken off, and Su Weiyun was even more stunned, obsessed, and fascinated.
Why is this happening? When he used other sword moves before, he would never fail to grasp the hilt. Even if Ying Yue used the Flower Shifting Jade Divine Skill, it was just to deflect his sword edge to the side.
How could it be possible to throw his sword away?!
- How is this trick used to kill wood and stone?
Su Weiyun began to doubt herself for the first time.
The moon stands proudly in the air, and the palm has fallen from the sky!
Su Weiyun was startled and flipped upside down, jumped in a hurry, and used the "Spring Swallow Homecoming" method to dodge this palm very dangerously.
Lu Zhongyuan arrived, shouted, turned his palms in circles, and slammed into the back of Ying Yue like thunder and lightning!
Roar!
This style has been blended with Shaolin's Fuhu palm, Wudang's Zhenshan Iron Palm, Emei's Jinding Mianzhang, Kongtong's Yin and Yang Grinding Palm, Kunlun's Flying Dragon Nine Palms, and Huashan School's Windless Soft Palm.
One move brings together the palms of the six major factions, which can be described as unheard of, unseen, and wonderful.
Ying Yue had to withdraw her palms, and her two palms were against Lu Zhongyuan.
Boom.
The four palms are solid, and they are impermeable.
Masters fight, internal strength is overwhelming!
Lu Zhongyuan forcibly dragged Ying Yue, and wanted to take the opportunity to fight her life and death with internal strength!
The internal force in Lu Zhongyuan's body poured out like a torrent, clenching his teeth, and it seemed that he was going to fight with Invite Yue endlessly!
His face was red and blue, black and purple; Invite Yue's complexion was always pale, white and transparent, white as a ghost, powerful, devil!
Ying Yue said coldly: "Lu Zhongyuan, you are not my opponent!" Yan Nantian may not be able to win against me! β
Lu Zhongyuan sneered: "If Yan Nantian is here, it's still ...... I can still tolerate you...... Presumptuous?! β
Before Ying Yue could speak, Lu Zhongyuan actually spoke to himself again.
"You only know Yan Nantian all your day, Yan Nantian, can he help you now? It's ridiculous! β
Lu Zhongyuan's face changed: "Shut up!" β
"You have to go and die in the hands of Invite Yue, don't you allow me to speak?!"
Lu Zhongyuan obviously said the words in one mouth, and his tone was uncertain, as if they were spoken by two people.
Su Weiyun, the old woman, Lian Xing, You Eighteen, Nan Guosheng and the others all stared at Lu Zhongyuan with wide eyes and stunned.
Everyone doesn't know what kind of madness Lu Zhongyuan is going to when he talks to himself like this.
"Lu Zhongyuan" was still muttering to himself: "If you were willing to listen to me, you would have become the leader of the Twelve Stars a long time ago, and you could still let Wei Wuya be bullied in the face?!" β
"I am the right way, you are an evil demon, how can you be complicit?!"
"But isn't it true that the Five Absolute Divine Skills you rely on are also what I found for you?"
"You stop talking nonsense! Let's work together, yin and yang turn together, and defeat Invite Yue with the fusion of five unique divine skills! β
Lu Zhongyuan's face suddenly became pitch black on one side and pale on the other, as if a yin and a yang gradually merged into one, and his hands trembled violently!
Ying Yue's face became even paler, her lips trembled slightly, she actually fell into the disadvantage!
No one would have thought that this famous "Nantian Hero" was actually a strange person with an abnormal personality!
And at this moment, he also suppressed Ying Yue with a miraculous skill!
Everyone in the audience was stunned and disbelievable.
"Twelve Astrological Phases", "Six Great Sect Moves", "Great Sumeru Mountain Palm", "Five Absolute Divine Skills" - if Su Weiyun thought about it more, he would be able to react. The other identity of this "Southern Sky Hero" Lu Zhongyuan, or another "personality", is actually the mysterious "Qinglong Xingjun" in the twelve astrological phases!
But Su Weiyun was still pondering.
From the moment Xiaoxiang's sword left his hand, he lost the most important sword, but he seemed to have gained something.
- What kind of sword should it be?
Wood and stone killed.
This name is very ordinary, far less majestic and ferocious than the previous "Soul Chasing", "Three Immortals", and "Hell Death".
But it is the last form of the finale of the thirteen swords.
From the crack in the stone, a small tree breaks through the soil, grows and sprouts, and finally becomes a towering ancient tree, what kind of scene is that?
Looking at the vast desert, the vitality has been exhausted, and all the vitality has been taken away by the monstrous murderous sword technique, leaving only the vicissitudes of the ancient tree in a hard stone.
Not only vicissitudes, ancient, but also lonely.
So lonely that it didn't even produce a flower.
......
Flowering.
It was like the spiritual light that opened the world, and it suddenly appeared in Su Weiyun's heart.
How can a tree only have "wood and stone" and no "new flowers".
But what should this flower be watered to bloom?
The martial arts experience in Su Weiyun's heart, the sword technique, the sword momentum, including the various moves learned from the Five Peerless Divine Skills, constantly surged and rolled one by one, turning into nourishment, trying to water that flower.
Invite Yue's cold, murderous mocking voice sounded in Su Weiyun's ears again: "It's a pity that it's not enough!" β
"Su Weiyun, do you still have any skills to save Murong Villa?"
Su Weiyun raised his head and saw Lu Zhongyuan and Ying Yue fighting.
Unlike others, the Lu Zhongyuan he saw was an immortal and a demon. One is the Nantian hero who is admired by everyone, and the other is the Qinglong Xingjun of the twelve stars.
Cultivating righteousness with evil thoughts, one good and one evil, one yin and one yang, and finally merge into one and become one, this is Lu Zhongyuan's real killer feature!
"Lu Zhongyuan borrows evil to refine righteousness, and I will blossom with murderous energy!"
Su Weiyun's originally clear, clean, and quiet mind suddenly conjured up a boundless killing aura, a violent aura, and a vicious aura.
These emotions that he had long hidden and did not know where to go have all resurfaced.
The murderous aura in his heart swelled, and the faces and figures of those he had killed appeared out of nowhereβit turned out that these people had never left, and they had always been buried in his heart.
The red sun is shining.
In the desert, the annual rings of ancient trees carve the years.
A gentle breeze blew, and the dark green leaves suddenly began to shake.