readx;? Chapter 1256: Shantideva's Light (Four Watches)

This is the Sword Spirit's Blade!

The sword spirit, the aura of the sword, the instrument has a spirit, and the name is the instrument spirit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The derivation of the spirit, the direction of the benefit, the deposition of the spirit surname, the birth of the broken blade, the broken blade is really the benefit of the instrument!

Everything in the world, once nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, will produce subtle changes over time......

The Three Emperor Swords held in the hands of Qiu Shengzhu have been kept in the dantian, and the warriors who love swords will do so, through the method of sacrificing spirits, a space is isolated in the dantian, not for anything else, just to cultivate the beloved spiritual weapon.

So when he saw the water droplets on the Three Emperors Sword for the first time, Xiaoguang in the sea couldn't help but shout loudly......

Because every drop of water can be turned into a corresponding weapon with the intention of the warrior, so as to kill the opponent with one blow.

In order to be able to kill Zifeng, Qiu Shengzhu can be described as painstaking.

It's a pity that there must be a mistake in the hundred secrets, and the sparse thing is that Qiu Shengzhu doesn't know that there will be Xiaoguang, an all-knowing old monster, in the sea of Zifeng Zhihai!

The greatest weakness in the Storm of Blades is not the Storm of Nothingness, but the hardest Broken Blade in the Storm's core. What's more, the water droplets in the Three Emperors' Sword were not derived into sword blades, but broken blades.

There is only one step from the broken blade to the sword edge, and the gap between the two is also worlds apart. Once the sword blade is formed, it is an individual who exists with reading power, even if Zifeng's spiritual power reaches the late stage of entering the room, he does not want to break through the sword qi on the surface of the sword blade in a short period of time, penetrate into the sword body, and then erase the machine spirit!

But Broken Blade is different!

The spiritual power circling in the sea of consciousness is contaminated with the thunder of heavenly wrath that can destroy everything, although the broken blade is vicious, but the small spiritual consciousness in it has not yet taken shape, how can it resist the strangulation that destroys the world and destroys the earth.

Thousands of strands of spiritual power burst out like a spring in an instant...... Before the blade storm could get closer, it had already rushed into the storm with a bang......

Purple thunder flickered, and the wild storm in his sight was only ten feet away, and the droplets of water that swirled rapidly slowly returned to normal, and then let out a terrible scream, and fell downwards in a sluggish manner!

The Three Emperor Sword in his hand trembled, and the mournful sound of the sword made the Qiu Shengzhu feel like a mourner, gritting his teeth, and roaring angrily, "Take your life!"

"Don't!" the pot mound in the distance reminded loudly, but it was too late!

When the sword spirit that has been cultivated for decades dies once, how can you not let the enemy saint note heartache! After the heartache, it is bound to make Zifeng's blood debt repayable!

And at this moment, Zifeng has been waiting for a long time, a long time!

From the beginning, he just dealt with Huqiu and Yu Guohuo, and did not fight back, didn't Zifeng do everything to be able to make Qiu Shengzhu take it lightly, so that he could take the initiative to enter the black mist?

In the short time of incense just now, Zifeng had at least ten chances to kill Huqiu, but as soon as Huqiu died, Qiu Shengzhu would not be in danger in the future!

Therefore, from the beginning of the move, when fighting against the three people in front of him at the same time, it was different from what ordinary people thought, Zifeng's first target was not the two half-saint powerhouses Huqiu and Yu Guohuo, but the hatred of the saints!

A real martial saint powerhouse, who said that persimmons should be picked up first and pinched, he Wuzifeng wants to do the opposite!

roared angrily, and the green robe on Zifeng's upper body suddenly exploded into wisps!

Under the full firepower, the power of Zixuan's fire and the power of the sea naturally fused together, and the power of Zixuan's power surged, and the vicious punch and the enemy saint note hit together!

'Click' There was a crisp sound, and the Three Emperor Swords did not stop Zifeng's blow at all when the sword spirit was damaged, and the sword body was broken under the thick fist!

The fist is like a mountain, and the enemy saint note is not a good person, almost at the same time, each of them slammed into the other's chest......

In the two low muffled sounds, Qiu Shengzhu's whole person was hit to the ground by Zifeng.

As soon as a gray mist appeared on his chest, it was swallowed up by the insulating gas in the next moment......

With a body as solid as a sharp weapon, Zifeng was clearly not affected at all after receiving a strong blow from the Qiu Shengzhu, and he swept down like a mountain......

Huqiu and Yu Guohuo on the side scolded secretly, and they both clamped from the wings, wanting to stop them, but in the next moment, an unreal feeling came to their minds, Wu Zifeng was obviously in front of him, but the footsteps of the two of them became extremely sluggish as if they were in a deep quagmire!

"Oops, how could he be slow in time!" Yu Guohuo had big drops of sweat overflowing from his forehead, almost powerless!

'Boom' a loud sound, a huge pit in the square with a radius of 100 zhang came into view, in the cracked earth, Qiu Shengzhu still held half of the sword body in his left hand, turned over, rose up, and took out a simple mirror from his arms with a gloomy face!

After seeing the ancient mirror, whether it was the two of Huqiu, even the Xuanqing Palace and a few people from the Xuanqing Palace also beckoned everyone to retreat towards the rear......

Even Shantideva Mirror was taken out, which shows that Qiu Shengzhu is helpless against Zifeng?

For the powerhouses of their realm, the exercises have lost their due power and become like chicken ribs. Martial saints and powerhouses can mobilize the power of heaven and earth with every move, isn't this exactly the effect sought by the exercises?

What's more, in a fierce battle, the time to accumulate moves because of the exercises is enough to make the entire battle situation change dramatically!

"Extinguishing the light!" Qiu Shengzhu roared with a blue face, his hand knots flew, and with a finger in the air, the mirror suddenly came out of his hand, turning into a distance of a hundred zhang, and a pillar of light that was as black as ink and wanted to swallow the entire sky burst out in an instant......

But a scene that surprised Qiu Shengzhu appeared, almost at the same time, Zifeng Gaokong also took out a simple mirror, and the hand knot was complicated, more than ten times more complicated than Qiu Shengzhu, "Shantideva Light!"

The light of silence, the light of Shantideva. The difference of one word made the hearts of several people who knew the details suddenly tighten!

"Shantideva, isn't the light of Shantideva no longer able to be cast? How is it possible?" Huqiu's complexion changed drastically, and he was suspended in the air, his eyes unblinking......

Nothing is impossible, the ancient mirror in Zifeng's hand has not changed slightly, but after breathing, a murmuring ink-colored spring like a stream gurgles out......

The spring water is so weak, but the moment it overflows, the space in front of you melts in an instant.

It's like the sky is torn off a scar on his face...... In the scar, spatial turbulence rages.

The 'Silent Light' from the bottom up was suddenly swallowed up by the spatial crack, and there was no trace left......

Qiu Shengzhu's firm gaze suddenly flashed with a look of continued panic, and he flinched, wanting to dodge.

However, at this moment, Zi Feng, who was suspended in the air, sneered, "Sheng!" Under a whisper, a black mist suddenly overflowed from inside and outside Qiu Shengzhu's body......

"Ahh......h

Shantideva fell to the ground with a 'bang', and the Venerant Saint Note just stood still in the black light.

"No!" The two people on the left and right wanted to rescue, but it was too late.

I could only watch as the Great Elder of the Ethereal Palace was devoured little by little in the light of silence......

(There is one more ...... Sin Sin Sin ...... ）