Chapter 120: Defeat
In the void, a terrible battle continues.
The three figures of Weiqisheng surrounded Zhuge Shadow, and then two fireballs appeared in all of their hands, shooting towards Zhuge Shadow in the middle.
Zhuge Yingwu held the white thin sword in his hand, and picked up the fireballs that shot from him one by one.
The three figures of Weiqisheng sped up, and the fireball in their hands quickly generated, quickly blasting towards Zhuge Ying.
Zhuge Shadow flashed with a serious coldness, looking at the countless fireballs that shot from all directions, and let out a cold snort.
The white rapier fluttered slowly in the void.
"Ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords return to the sect. β
The white thin sword turned into tens of thousands of white sword shadows in the air, shooting out in all directions. Scattered one fireball after another, and then, under the control of Zhuge Ying, ten thousand white thin swords shot towards the unborn figure.
"Whoa, whoa. β
Two more figures pierced the white sword shadow and dissipated into the wind.
The remaining true height of the unborn jumped high, and the white sword shadow chased after him, stabbing straight towards the unborn.
Before he could dance the Tianxing stick, a dragon roar sounded, and a stick slashed down, scattering the white sword shadows one after another.
"The Raptors cut through the air. β
Then he slashed at Zhuge Ying with a stick, and the two sticks saw that there was almost no pause, and they were so proficient.
A dragon chant went straight up into the sky, and the yellow Tianxing stick rushed straight towards Zhuge Ying with a monstrous vastness.
Zhuge Ying's figure was like a white butterfly in the monstrous yellow light, and her white dress fluttered in the strong wind, as if it was about to fall apart.
Her face was fair and cold, a little pale, but also resolute, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.
She didn't back down, for the sword in her hand wouldn't allow her to retreat.
From the moment she held the sword in her hand, his path was destined to be unstoppable, he could only move forward, not backward, cut everything with the sword, and move forward bravely.
She raised the white rapier in her hand and chanted softly in her mouth.
"The sword is in me, I am in the sword. The human sword is one, and the demons are eliminated. β
The white thin sword merged into Zhuge Ying's body, and the human sword merged into one, turning into a huge white thin sword, which was actually rolling, rushing straight up against the yellow light.
Looking at all this, everyone stopped breathing, and they all stared at this scene with wide eyes, and no one was willing to blink their eyes.
"Thisβ" Even the Dark King exclaimed, gasping.
The Demon Lord and Li Lao also all stared blankly, looking at this wonderful scene.
Wei Qisheng's eyes were red, a stick slashed down, the dragon groaned, straight up to the sky, and one after another the giant dragon surged away, forming a scene of ten thousand dragons taking off, and blasted down together.
Below, the huge white giant sword that Zhuge Ying had transformed rushed straight up with boundless sharpness and unprecedented momentum.
Before he saw the figure of Zhuge Ying, the white and cold face, the resolute face, seemed to be very similar to someone. It's like, it's like, the face that has appeared countless times in dreams, the one who is still lying unconscious. Suddenly, all the red light in his eyes dissipated, and he regained his clarity, and suddenly felt a little bored and a little lazy.
As his momentum changed, there was also a slight movement of the Skywalker.
The huge momentum weakened a little in an instant, but the monstrous light was still there, and the momentum was also very powerful, but it was a little less sharp, a little less resolute, and a little less desperate.
"Bang. β
The yellow dragon and the white sword collided violently, and both dissipated.
Before he was born, he flew out, and the whole person flew far and wide, and fell heavily on the ground, his chest was stained red by the blood he spurted, and there was a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth.
But even so, Wei Qisheng still smiled, looking at Zhuge Ying standing there and smiling.
The vast rules are surging, and the boundless power surrounds the unborn and repairs the unborn body.
He sat cross-legged, feeling the power of the rules, guiding him into his body, not only repairing his body, but also absorbing the power of the rules into his body.
Zhuge Ying looked at the unborn who flew out upside down, the water rippled in his eyes, and he didn't know which string moved inadvertently in his heart.
The vast rules shrouded her body, repairing her body, but it still couldn't repair the strings that had been touched in her heart.
At that moment, his eyes seemed to become so clear and bright, and at that moment, he seemed to look at himself and smile.
Zhuge Ying's heart was very complicated, but her face was already cold, like a white thin sword in her hand.
"This is the sword of the Immortal Sword, it is the sword of the Ancient Mighty Sword Monarch, and now I give it to you, I hope you can make it shine with dazzling light again, so that the heavens are afraid of the light of fear, this is a sword that can punish the immortals, you have to hold it well. β
Zhuge Ying clenched the white Zhuxian Sword in his hand, pulled up the corner of his clothes, and slashed through it with a sword.
A piece of white clothes was cut off by Zhuge Ying, Zhuge Ying held the white clothes corner, and the clothes corner flew in the wind, like a white butterfly, beautiful.
Zhuge Ying quietly stared at the corner of the white clothes for a few seconds, and then let go, and the corners of the white clothes flew away, flying in the air, in their hearts, and in people's eyes.
Li Lao came back to his senses, looked at this scene, and sighed softly.
"Haha, this female doll is interesting, she is worthy of being the first female sword fairy in the Sword Pavilion, and she is the one who holds the ancient name Sword Immortal. The Dark King laughed, looking very interested.
"Li Lao really chose the right person, and only this Zhuxian Sword is worthy of her, and only she can pick up the Zhuxian Sword. The demon lord was also slightly touched.
"I just don't know if it's right or wrong. Li Lao sighed slightly, "That's it, everything depends on themselves, what am I worried about, what can an old man who is about to enter the ground do." Li Lao lowered his head, and seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant.
"Why did Li Lao suddenly say such a thing, today is a big day in the chess triangle. The Dark King smiled slightly.
"Ahaha, yes, big day. Li Lao laughed, "Don't say this, don't say this." β
"The female sword fairy has won, and it seems that the battle between her and the shadow is inevitable. β
The pinnacle battle is about to begin, and the end of this path is in sight.
Hero's Road, Bone Road.
One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.
However, Wei Qisheng just sat quietly, without any reaction at all, he slowly guided the power of the rules into his body, repaired the body, and turned the power of the rules into his own use.
The effect of this battle on Wei Qisheng is very large, Wei Qisheng feels that the chess strength is a little faint fluctuation, Wei Qisheng guides the power of the rules, and strongly breaks through the third-level chess master and becomes a fourth-level chess master.
After a long time, Wei Qisheng opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, and a fourth-level chess master's chess power radiated out, Wei Qisheng clenched his fists and felt the strength.
"Finally, it's a fourth-level chess player. β
Wei Qisheng stood up and smiled.
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