Chapter 734: Zihan shows his might
The people of the three sects all knew that Di Qingcheng was the righteous son of the Martial God Duan Tianyang, and he was originally the young master of the Di family, a big family in the Western Continent, but after the high-ranking members of the family were destroyed by the Martial God, Di Qingcheng led his troops to surrender without a single sword.
And he recognized the thief as his father, and he was notorious on the ethereal mountain.
"Damn!
Di Qingcheng was stung and shouted, "Yan Sword Array!"
Dozens of Chiyan swords poured out from the ground of the ring, and the violent shock wave caused the gravel to float into the air, forming a red light shield that firmly locked Sun Wuji.
This shot is the kung fu of pressing the bottom of the box!
What point is up, it is obviously Sun Wuji's life.
"Formation of swords?"
Sun Wuji was shocked, the method of martial arts, with the formation killing is the most difficult, Di Qingcheng can open the sword formation as soon as he makes a move, which shows that his cultivation has increased dramatically during this time.
In fact, it is true, the secret left by Di Qingcheng's diligent cultivation family is actually to turn shame into strength and cultivate this Red Flame Sword Formation.
He originally wanted to keep it for the last battle, but to put it seriously, Sun Wuji really didn't pay attention to it.
Who knew that Duan Muquan, the old fox, let him go first, and at this moment, such a stunt could definitely not be hidden.
Sure enough, a hint of color flashed in Duan Muquan's eyes, but it was just a little surprise, compared to him, the sword formation was still not a concern.
Sun Wuji is different, his cultivation is not as good as Di Qingcheng, he has grown slowly in the past half a year, and he suddenly panicked in the face of the sword array.
"Qiankun Sword Technique, Talisman Sword and Shield!"
Sun Wuji's hands were sealed, and a golden long sword enveloped his entire body, and he took a defensive position.
"Hehe, Shengshao, it seems that you are still a straw bale that can only be beaten. ”
"Get up!" Di Qingcheng sneered, and drank with his hand, and the sword array spun violently, rolling up a strong wind, shrinking little by little, and pressing towards Sun Wuji.
With each point of compression of the sword array, the power will increase dramatically, and the formation frantically absorbs the endless aura around it, and finally turns into a flywheel, like the flying teeth of the wheel on a chainsaw, buzzing, frantically cutting Sun Wuji's body protection sword shield.
Buzzing!
The more the flywheel spun faster, the intense red light instantly annihilated the fragile golden light of the protective body, and the two were completely incomparable in terms of momentum.
Everyone could see with the naked eye that the flywheel was cutting the body shield little by little, and it was getting closer to Sun Wuji's body in the shield.
Sun Wuji urged the Dao method, and in the face of the strong impact, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood!
He could feel the powerful divine power from the fusion of the sword array, and the ultra-high-speed rotation of the flying swords, with the power of death that could penetrate everything in the world, was breaking through the shield little by little.
Before the shield broke, the powerful sword qi had already penetrated into his meridians, severely damaging his lungs.
But at this time, Sun Wuji had no way out, so he could only continue to hold on.
"Sun Shengshao, when you killed Cheng Ying, you only used one move, weren't you very proud just now? How about now? I will also let you taste the taste of being killed by one move! Seriously, I really feel a shame to be with you and Shengshao. With a wine bag and rice bag like you, without the blessing of your master, I'm afraid I don't know how many times I have died. ”
"In another half a minute at most, my sword qi will pierce your sword shield, and you will be dismembered at that time. Do you want to live? Kneel down and beg me, and I'll spare you, really. ”
Di Qingcheng pushed his hands forward, almost on Sun Wuji's pale cheeks, and laughed coldly.
"If you want me to kneel down to you, the lackey with the two surnames, there is no door!" Sun Wuji gritted his teeth and said.
Sun Wuji is very inferior and afraid of death, but the self-esteem in his bones will never allow him to give in to a despicable person, so that the entire Ethereal Palace will never be able to raise his head.
And this is exactly what Di Qingcheng wants, he has now cultivated the sword array, his divine power has increased greatly, and he is almost at the peak of the middle stage of divine refining, killing people is not what he wants, what he needs most is to establish his name and prestige.
Humiliating Sun Wuji will undoubtedly make him famous all over the world!
"Hey, I think that back then, the Ethereal Palace was the respect of the world's bull's ears, and he was the first disciple of the palace master, and Sun Wuji would lose to a two-surnamed domestic slave, which is really disappointing. The Jinpeng Ancestor, who was sitting on the top of the battle, sighed.
"It's not, it's not just Sun Wuji, the entire Ethereal Palace is now withering. The strength of the Martial God Temple is the trend of the times, and if it continues to develop like this, I think that the Ethereal Palace is not far from the day of destruction. An elder watching the battle next to him echoed.
Sun Wuji's fiasco was like a thorn in the hearts of those old people.
"It's not good, the saint is in danger, Di Qingcheng moved with murderous intent. Elder Xuantu frowned in a low voice.
"I'm coming!
Yang Zihan's jade face sank, the green long skirt fluttered, like duckweed, and he didn't wave his hands, "Whoosh!" A towering ancient tree with green light fell from the void, just enveloping Sun Wuji.
The light of the ancient tree is free, hard and incomparable, Sun Wuji, who was still suffering, suddenly felt a cool feeling in his body, like a person suffering from the sun in the desert, instantly entered the cool forest, the pressure was all gone, and his breathing was smooth.
"What's going on?" Di Qingcheng frowned, and shouted: "Sword formation, enhanced!"
Buzzing!
With his divine power, the compressed sword array flywheel, which was originally only the size of a basin, instantly skyrocketed to the size of a wheel, and its power was more than doubled.
The blood of the flying sword skyrocketed, and the speed of rotation reached the extreme, and the space of the entire ring was completely emptied, giving birth to a suffocating illusion.
Yang Zihan's expression was still cold, her green skirt fluttering, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth, and the jade finger was drawn in the void, "In my name, please summon the Three Qing Yuan Shi Venerable, give me the spirit of ten thousand trees, resist all the forces of the world, disease!"
With the solemn cold sound suddenly rising, green runes slowly appeared like banners, constantly blessing the ancient tree.
The green light of the ancient trees is even better, like an iron bucket, it is difficult to rush at all, and Di Qingcheng's flying sword wheel, as if it has been cut in steel, makes a piercing sound.
"Huh!" The ancient tree continued to emit a strong aura of wood yuan, dissolving the breath of Di Qingcheng!
"How can this be? Why can't my sword formation even break this girl's protective method, this is impossible, this is impossible. ”
"My cultivation plus the power of the sword array is that even the masters of the late stage of the Immortal Realm can fight, has her cultivation reached a true immortal realm that I can't reach?" Di Qingcheng howled in pain in his heart.
"The touch of the wood god!" Yang Zihan recited the spell again.
The branches and leaves on the ancient tree grew rapidly, turning into thousands of tentacles, and began to defend into an attack, attacking Di Qingcheng.
Bang bang!
One of the large branches slammed into the flywheel like an optimus pillar, and boom, the flywheel collapsed and turned into several flying swords.
(End of chapter)