Chapter Seventy-Two: Running Across Demons and Evils, Slashing Demons with One Sword
Tai Chi pays attention to the use of no restraint, static braking, and softness to overcome rigidity. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info But Xia Mi was in a hurry, discarding his strengths and fighting with Tang Erniang with his weaknesses, all because of Lin Xuan's reminder. He thought in his heart that even if he couldn't get the upper hand, he would at least be able to get out of the way.
But he underestimated Tang Erniang's strength, how did she not realize her shortcomings in the past ten years? Will it be like ten years ago, being caught in the sore spot and dying again?
Tang Erniang's right hand turned into a fist, and the palm was full of ghostly light, and slapped it directly at Xia Mi's chest, as fast as lightning! The palm wind is howling, and even the air is filled with a suffocating smell!
"Miss!"
Tang Erniang shouted angrily, her thin palm was close to her chest, Xia Mi suddenly breathed rapidly, her complexion suddenly changed drastically, and a miniature Taiji diagram loomed. It's just that Tang Erniang has a heart and no intention, and in the past ten years, she has practiced this palm technique hard, not to mention that she is supernatural, at least to the point of being as pure as fire.
The palm technique is mixed with feminine and feminine strength, and when it falls on the body, it will be empty, and then the feminine energy will rampage in the opponent's body, although it is called a failure, but it has never been disappointed!
The palm of the fall is like a broken bamboo, printed on the Taiji diagram, only to see that the Taiji diagram is like a fragile glass, shattered at once. If it is a head-on confrontation, Xia Mi is not sure that he will be able to take it without damage, let alone in the case of being unprepared? The Taiji Diagram sacrificed in a hurry, the defensive power is not one in ten, although it cancels out a small part of the palm power, it is still not something that Xia Mi can calmly resist.
"Boom..."
Juda's energy invaded Xia Mi's body, and immediately threw his body out, directly into an earthen wall, which collapsed in response, smashing up dust all over the sky.
Lin Xuan's face was pale, his whole body trembled violently, and he pointed at Tang Erniang who couldn't speak for a long time, his throat seemed to be choked, which was extremely uncomfortable. How could he have thought that his kind reminder would instead become the fuse for Xia Mi's rapid defeat.
He didn't dare to step forward, not because he was afraid of death, but now Xia Mi's situation was unknown, all he had to do was to prevent An Fei and the woman in white from sneaking up on Xia Mi and causing immeasurable consequences. He still remembered the promise he made with Xia Mi that if necessary, he would ensure Su Xiao's safety.
After being stunned for a short time, Su Xiao exclaimed in surprise and wanted to rush into the mound, but was pulled back by Qingzhi. This is not a battlefield that they can participate in, not to mention whether they can help Xia Mi, the probability of becoming a burden is far greater than the former!
In this case, the innocence is becoming more and more mature and rational.
In the ruins, Xia Mi only felt a tearing pain in his internal organs, Tang Erniang's failed palm, there were indeed some doorways, not only could penetrate the defense of the Taiji Diagram, but also seriously injured him. Xia Mi gritted her teeth, darkened the feminine energy left in her body, and after a long time, she couldn't help but change color, and she was resolute in her heart, thinking:
"It seems that there is no choice, otherwise it will be really difficult to get out of it."
Tang Erniang sneered and said indifferently: "I thought I had a lot of ability, but that's it?" ”
When her words fell, her pupils shrank sharply, and in the ruins, Xia Mi flew out of it like a cannonball, and the speed was staggering. I saw him standing in front of Su Xiao and the others, standing with his hands in his hands, the corners of his clothes were windless, his hands flashed and pinched, and he shouted in a low voice:
"Sweep the demons and evils, and slash the demons with one sword!"
The sky, which should have been clear, was instantly covered by dark clouds, as if thunder was rolling in. Xia Mi pointed to the sky with his fingers together, an ancient sword slowly condensed, and the position of the hilt, a Tai Chi pattern, turned alone, flashing with dazzling light.
As time passed, Xia Mi's face became more and more pale, and the Taiji Sword should have been reluctantly used when he had completely reached the first realm. Just like An Zechen, he can barely use the Requiem Song in the middle and late stages of the soul crossing, so as not to be counterattacked. As a result, it was because of his forcible use that it caused soul trauma.
And these moves are not self-taught by Xia Mi, they are all taught by Yang Fu, and the specific use methods and requirements are all chosen to be accepted by themselves.
Right now, even though Xia Mi has considered the consequences, he still chooses to support it until the Taiji Sword is completely condensed! It's just that he still underestimated the internal qi that the Taiji Sword needed to consume, and with his realm at the moment, even if he was sucked dry, there was no way to condense it.
Cold sweat kept pouring out of his forehead, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to persevere, if the previous efforts were lost, what awaited them would be a catastrophe.
Tang Erniang frowned, and the laughter stopped abruptly, the ancient sword on Xia Mi's fingertips, about ten meters long and one meter wide, although it was a little illusory, it brought her endless pressure. She was shocked in her heart, as if she could foresee that if this sword was swung, not only would she be wiped out, but even the woman in white and An Fei would not be spared.
An Fei's face was shocked, and the hairs on his whole body suddenly stood up, and even the woman in white, who was once calm, felt her scalp tingle.
"Stop!" Tang Erniang screamed, and her body shot at Xia Mi!
Xia Mi was silent, even if Tang Erniang's falling palm carried a destructive power and slapped towards the door in front of him, he had no intention of stopping. Lin Xuan and Qingzhi, who were standing behind them, glanced at each other, and also did not hesitate to bully Tang Erniang.
This time and that time!
It's a pity that compared with Tang Erniang's strength, they are like fireflies and Haoyue, and they can't compete for glory at all.
"Bang, bang!"
Without any accidents, Lin Xuan and Qingzhi were blown out by Tang Erniang in one shot!
Hindered by the two of them, the quaint Tai Chi Sword on Xia Mi's fingertips has become more and more condensed, and the coercion has become more and more intense, Tang Erniang bore the brunt of it, and suddenly felt her scalp explode, and cold sweat broke out on her back. The resentment in her eyes flickered, and the resentment became more and more obvious, and for now, she had no choice.
At this moment, a silver-white bracelet in her wrist flew in front of her, and she suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, splashing on the silver-white bracelet. The bracelet that shimmered with silver light instantly turned into pitch black, and the body of the bracelet shone brightly!
On the other hand, Xia Mi's fingers had begun to tremble, the internal qi in the dantian was empty, and the light of the Tai Chi Sword was gradually dimming! Xia Mi's face was beating violently, her heart was anxious, and she roared angrily in her mouth, "Give me Ning..."
However, the Tai Chi Sword seemed to be unable to respond to Xia Mi's needs, and the light plummeted for a while! Tang Erniang sneered even more when she saw this, and grinned: "It turns out that the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, then let me die!" ”
The black bracelet instantly enlarged rapidly, and the strong ghostly light changed the color of the heavens and the earth, like a layer of dark clouds, which instantly shrouded everyone's hearts. Lin Xuan and Qingzhi were pale, and even Su Xiao was in a cold sweat in his hands, looking at Xia Mi worriedly.