Chapter 1112: Sword Sound Sheng, Spirit Sword Out
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"It's still a little worse—"
The killing song of Jiuxuanqin is extremely good, once it is unfolded, the sound blade of the first ** is woven into a storm of sound, trapping Zhang Weidong inside, and the ups and downs are looming.
One by one, the Nine Xuanyin blades turned into killing sounds, and slashed violently on the back of Zhang Weidong's hands, neck and other bare skin, and a trace of blood appeared for a while. However, Zhang Weidong's physical body was far stronger than the Jindan monk in terms of 'resilience', and even the Yuan Extreme Realm monk could not be compared. At the same time as the dense small wounds on his body appeared, he returned to his original state in the blink of an eye, leaving no traces.
The more violently the sound changes, the higher it gets, the more powerful the sound blade becomes. And Zhang Weidong resisted a stick of incense in the confrontation with the qin sound and the repair of the body.
After a stick of incense, Zhang Weidong opened his eyes.
An astonishing scene happened, and all the small wounds on his body healed again. When those dense sound blades slashed again, they were blocked by a strange sound of sword sound when they were three inches away from the skin, and then the sound of the Nine Xuanqin was assimilated and became a part of the sword sound. And the two touched, making a tinkling sound, exuding the meaning of this forest.
Jiugenqinyin's attack is immune!
Zhang Weidong walked out of the storm unscathed, and many people were stunned. From this moment on, Zhang Weidong's image immediately became tall and majestic.
"Impossible! How can you resist the sound of the Lower Nine Xuanqin?!" The beautiful woman in red was dumbfounded, her hand shook, the song of killing went wrong, and the storm of sound that was constructed suddenly collapsed.
The storm was gone, and everyone who had retreated 10 miles was relieved. But at the same time, they were scared soft. When they looked at Zhang Weidong. With a deep fear and awe, it is indelible.
"Oh my God. It's too strong!"
"Powerful beyond expectations!"
"Jiuxuan Qinyin's attack can kill the demon clan comparable to the middle stage of Jindan. But he can't help the Eastern Emperor, and he can't even break through the defenses—"
"The duel between the peak powerhouses is rare in a lifetime!"
“――”
Most people were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and the shock to them was obvious when they witnessed a pinnacle showdown.
The beautiful woman in red was strong enough, and she was invincible with a Jiuxuanqin, sweeping away all the powerful demons on the way, which left an invincible impression on everyone. It turned out that the senior monks in the middle of the Jindan could be so powerful. It is much stronger than Chen Qi, who is also in the middle of Jindan.
At one time, they thought that in the world of cultivating immortals, there were no more powerful monks with beautiful women in red.
Now, they have come to their senses.
Zhang Weidong, the 'Eastern Emperor', personally broke the monument of this 'invincible myth'
On the dragon bone giant ship, Chen Qi was dumbfounded, and even frightened.
How so?
Lin Wei is a monk who is only one step away from entering the late stage of Jindan, and he has a great chance in his lifetime. Moreover, the Jiuxuanqin is no worse than ordinary semi-spiritual weapons. The power of the two in one is endless.
Basically, there are nine Xuanqin in Lin Wei's hands. In this nether it is almost a sweep.
"No, it's definitely an illusion! How can an ant from the Nether Realm be able to defeat Lin Wei? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Chen Qi couldn't believe it. His face turned hideous.
On the side, when Shenhua Nu saw his appearance, she subconsciously took a small step back. Don't look at Chen Qi's love for her. But she knew that Chen Qi's character was pregnant with a tyrannical factor. When he's crazy, he doesn't care who the other person is.
Zhao Muyi glanced at Chen Qi. Took a deep breath. He was also shocked by Zhang Weidong, and he couldn't figure it out. Why can't Jiuxuanqin Yin hurt him?
Even if he is in the sound of the Nine Xuanqin, if he has no resistance, he will be injured and die.
But apparently, Zhang Weidong broke this common sense.
At this moment, Zhao Muyi listed Zhang Weidong as the most difficult to provoke in the middle stage of Jindan, even more difficult to provoke than the beautiful woman in red.
"Sword cultivators are really crazy!"
On the other side, on the chariot of the Cloud Beast ten miles away, the King of Freedom sat in front of the frame, not caring about surprise, but panting and having no posture.
He was too nervous just now, and he was very worried about Zhang Weidong's safety.
"Incredible, incredible!" said the King of Pleasure with a wry smile.
Kindness?
Someone came from his ear, it was the national teacher of the Heavenly Star Dynasty, 'Frostwood'.
Zhang Weidong was ridiculously powerful, which made the national teacher see the opportunity, because King Xiaoyao was friendly with Zhang Weidong. With this layer of relationship, the advance and retreat of the people of the Celestial Star Dynasty are guaranteed
"The sound of the Jiuxuanqin is really mysterious, and I have benefited a lot. However, Jiuxuanqin Yin can't help me. Gifts are still exchanged, and I only have two swords. Lin Daoyou, be careful-" Walking out of the storm of sound, at this moment, it was only a few breaths, Zhang Weidong said lightly.
He did not resist under the sound of the nine Xuanqin, but instead comprehended the subtlety of it, and turned into his own sword sound, which is a mysterious way to use, and the sword sound can attack the enemy and defend, which is very extraordinary.
The beautiful woman in red was angry and glared at him in annoyance, and at the same time was extremely frightened.
"First sword, slash!" Spit out a word, the sound of the sword sounded, and the strongest sword intent lightning slashed towards the beautiful woman in red. At that moment, everyone's minds were attracted by the formless sword intent and lost their minds.
"Not good!" Zhao Muyi's face changed.
"Wake up!"
His loud shout, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, hit everyone's ears, and immediately woke everyone up, and they were drenched in cold sweat.
The change in the sound of the sword is so magical, except for Zhao Muyi, even Chen Qi is in the way.
"The strongest sword?!"
"Lin Daoyou is going to lose—" Zhao Muyi stared at the two in the distance with a solemn face.
When everyone woke up, the sword light had already enveloped the beautiful woman in red, and her figure could not be seen clearly.
There was sword intent in all directions.
If they dare to come near, they will surely die.
"Jiu Xuan's blow!" At this moment, a voice in the sword light broke through the blockade, and the beautiful woman in red with a disgraced face was desperate, Jiu Xuan pulled and struggled to let go.
If she doesn't work hard, she can kill her in one fell swoop.
Scold!
However, Jiuxuan's blow failed.
Zhang Weidong's sword broke through the Nine Xuan attack. The lightning flashed and slashed at the beautiful woman in red.
With a stab, one of her good defenses shattered. I didn't even survive three breaths.
"Ahh The exclamation made everyone's hearts shrink.
Airplanes!
At this moment, an invisible force appeared on her body, blocking the sword intent.
And after a few breaths, the sword intent was worn out, and the beautiful woman in red fled back to the dragon bone giant ship, but her face was terrifyingly pale. When he looked at Zhang Weidong again, he was completely ashamed, angry and frightened.
"Defensive Spirit Weapon?!" Zhao Muyi's eyes showed greed, but then he disappeared again.
The beautiful woman in red has a low-level defensive spirit weapon on her body, and he can't do anything if he wants to snatch it. Moreover, the people behind Chen Qi and Lin Wei are not something he can provoke at all. After thinking about it, Zhao Muyi put away his greed
"Defensive Spirit Weapon?" Zhang Weidong recalled the Qingyun Sword, but realized that the treasure on the beautiful woman in red was extraordinary.
Defensive spirit weapon, and it is a low-level defensive spirit weapon, and he also has one. However, usually, it is conceived in the sea of dantian. Nourished by the power of fate, the spirituality of the spirit weapon is imperceptibly improving.
Since the beautiful woman in red has a low-level defensive spirit weapon. Then Chen Qi must also have it.
It's a little tricky!
Zhang Weidong glanced at the beautiful woman in red again, then at Chen Qi with a gloomy face, and finally at Zhao Muyi.
Especially Zhao Muyi, let him always be vigilant.
Lin Daoyou took the first sword. The monks of the Heavenly Continent are truly extraordinary. Zhang Weidong said expressionlessly.
Chen Qi and the beautiful woman in red glared at him angrily. In their opinion, this is simply humiliating. If it weren't for the low-level defensive spirit weapon on the beautiful woman in red, she would have been seriously injured if she didn't die.
That is indeed the strongest sword that Zhang Weidong has mastered. Cast by the Qingyun Sword.
It's a pity that the low-level defensive spirit weapon on the beautiful woman in red saved her. This one fell short.
"Boy, you're in trouble. No one can save you. What do you think if you win Lin Wei, under the Chen family, there are many monks in the late stage of Jindan, and the monks of the Yuan Extreme Realm are nothing, hey, as long as you dare to cross the Nine Heavens River and walk out of the leading platform, you will be able to play to death as much as Ben Shao wants, and your relatives and friends are no exception!" Chen Qi was angry and roared.
His pride could not be questioned by the monks of the lower realm, let alone provoked and despised them, and the monks of the lower realms were ants.
If you can't get out of this world, you can only do nothing to reach the limit of longevity. And if you want to get out of this world and seek immortal immortality, you must go to the Continent of Heaven. It's his territory!
"The young masters of the Heavenly Continent, do they all like to talk about cannons?" Zhang Weidong said contemptuously.
Chen Qi was stimulated by this, and immediately went crazy: "You are dead, you are dead, even if you kneel down again and beg Ben Shao to return to the door, you will have no chance." Let you know what will happen if you offend Ben Shao, and all of you will die!"
Zhang Weidong's face turned cold: "Are you forcing me to kill you to prevent future troubles?"
"Bastard!" Chen Qi was furious again. But it had touched Zhang Weidong's cold eyes, and he trembled, and he didn't dare to look at each other, which obviously made him angry again.
"Don't be ashamed!" the beautiful woman in red couldn't wait to swallow Zhang Weidong. However, she is much more rational than Chen Qi. She couldn't defeat Zhang Weidong, but fortunately, the other party couldn't break the low-level defensive spirit weapon.
This is in the Nether.
If this person arrives in the Heavenly Continent, someone will naturally clean up Zhang Weidong. In the final analysis, she was just one of the registered disciples of the Chen family ancestor, and there were many registered disciples like her. And there are also strong people among the registered disciples, and there are not many in the later stage of Jindan and the Great Perfection of Jindan. Just a registered disciple in the late stage of Jindan can capture and kill Zhang Weidong.
The strength of the monks in the late Jindan period is unimaginable for the monks in the early and middle stages of Jindan. It was Zhao Muyi beside her, although she was at the bottom of many monks of the same level, but she couldn't even take a single blow, if it weren't for the low-level defensive spirit weapon, she would be nothing in front of Zhao Muyi.
On the side, Zhao Muyi's eyes flickered, and he didn't participate, and seemed to stay out of the matter. What kind of mind he has, deliberately low-key, no one can guess, but he definitely has bad intentions.
There was a deal between him and Chen Qi and Lin Wei, but on Zhang Weidong's side, there were spiritual weapons and Yuan Ji Realm exercises that he was worried about. Now Zhang Weidong and Chen Qi are facing each other in life and death, and it is difficult to ride a tiger, which is obviously what he wants to see the most. If he has a spiritual weapon and the Yuan Ji Realm exercises, he will not be afraid of ordinary Jindan late stage and Jindan Great Perfection monks
"Yes, in order not to leave trouble, I can only kill you!" Zhang Weidong took back the Qingyun Sword, and the aura on his body changed, and a mysterious aura affected everyone.
It was a small red sword, which was in contact with Zhang Weidong, bathed in sword intent, and exuded the power of this extremely strong Senfeng. Low-level spiritual weapon 'Red Xuanjian'!
This breath was unbearable, but it was more than ten times stronger than Zhang Weidong's strongest blow just now.
"Spirit Sword!"
"Low-rank spirit sword!"
"What, spirit weapon, spirit sword?!"
"I know, I'm sure I'll get it from the Iron Blood!"
"Are all spiritual weapons so powerful—"
“――”
On the dragon bone giant ship, a few gaffes exclaimed that the identity of the Red Xuan Sword was revealed.
It was Chen Qi, Lin Wei, and Zhao Muyi. Then, everyone's eyes were blazingly staring at the red Xuanjian that was playing around Zhang Weidong like a child, and it made a sword sound from time to time, which seemed to have emotions, and there was a kind of envy and coquettishness.
Zhao Muyi's face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted: "Slow!"
The reason is that Zhang Weidong did it.
"Second sword, slash!" Zhang Weidong ignored him, didn't give the other party much chance, and even ignored the defense of the dragon bone giant ship, and the red swept away, much faster than just now, and no one could catch its traces.
The defense of the dragon bone giant ship was like paper paste, and it was penetrated in an instant, and the Red Xuan Sword reached Chen Qi's head at once, and slashed down with Sen Ran's sword intent. (To be continued......)
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