Chapter Seventy-Three: The Fall of Tai'a
The bronze humanoid aura was very strong, and the surrounding qi was almost condensed into an entity, falling down like an umbrella cover, rolling up a few stones, and then crushing them in an instant.
In fact, after handing over the control of his body to Tai'a, Zheng Fengnian's will still exists, and even in this situation, he even felt indescribably happy.
"Marquis Taiping, you should understand that with the blessing of the half-immortal weapon, I am not something you can defeat." There was a sound coming directly from the bronze humanoid's body, not from the tongue.
This means that Zheng Fengnian has handed over the control of his entire body to Tai'a, and he will turn from a participant in this battle into a spectator.
If Zheng Fengnian participated in the next battle, it was nothing more than Zheng Fengnian sacrificing his body for Tai'a to use.
"It's just that I'm thinking about a question, is this guy in front of me still you Zheng Fengnian? Maybe it's more appropriate to call Zheng Tai'a, even if it's not called Zheng Tai'a, it's better than Zheng Feng's year. Chen Qingshan said what he thought in his heart and said coldly.
"You!"
Within the bronze humanoid, the will belonging to Zheng Fengnian just wanted to refute something, but the bronze humanoid moved, and raised his sword and killed Chen Qingshan.
Chen Qingshan controlled the flying sword and went straight to the bronze humanoid Heavenly Spirit, which should be the weakest point of the bronze humanoid body. The bronze humanoid felt something, waved the sword casually, and smashed Chen Qingshan's flying sword with one sword, and the flying sword shattered into iron slag.
Chen Qingshan had truly seen the power of a half-immortal weapon, even a treasure like a flying sword, which was already hard in itself, was not worth mentioning in front of it.
No wonder Zheng Fengnian just said that he wanted to break his sword weapon, after all, a flying sword is indeed much harder than an ordinary weapon, and Tai'a can break a flying sword, so it is naturally easier to break an ordinary weapon.
Obviously, from the very beginning, Zheng Fengnian attributed the width of heaven and earth to the flow of ordinary swords, and the reason for this is that Zheng Fengnian has never heard of such a famous sword in the world.
The bronze humanoid slashed Chen Qingshan's flying sword just by hand, and its killing speed towards Chen Qingshan was not slower due to the impact of the flying sword.
The distance between Chen Qingshan and him, the bronze figure stepped over in a few steps, and a sword slashed, the sword momentum was endless, and the pressure came straight to Chen Qingshan's face.
The bronze humanoid figure made up for Tai'a's bulky characteristics, so Chen Qingshan couldn't dodge this sword, the red dragon totem on his arm was hot, and he continuously provided Qi and blood for Chen Qingshan.
Chen Qingshan spat out blood, and some tearing marks could be faintly seen on Chen Qingshan's arm, after all, the bronze humanoid form was the Four Realms, and his sword was really heavy.
And most of this power was borne by the ancient gods in Chen Qingshan's body, the red dragon, and it was not very difficult to bear the power of the four realms with the physique of a true dragon.
The voice of the sword sounded from the bronze humanoid body, it was Zheng Fengnian's voice, what if he became a sword servant, at least he could crush Chen Qingshan by doing so, and this result, whether it was for himself or for the White Deer Academy, was very good.
No matter what means are used, they can't change the fact that they are winners, Zheng Fengnian thought like this, and his heart was extremely comfortable.
"Don't hide it from Hou Ye, this Tai Ah is my Bailu's determination, and Hou Ye will not be Tai A's opponent!" Zheng Fengnian was like a victor, and his own declaration was made in the bronze humanoid.
Chen Qingshan sighed, wiped the sword with his hand, stood up from the pit, looked up at the bronze humanoid, and was not afraid to appear on his face, but his eyes were very bright, such an expression should not appear on the face of a person who was about to fail, Zheng Fengnian, who was hiding in the bronze humanoid body, was stunned.
Chen Qingshan understands that his heaven and earth are no worse than Tai'a, and the key lies in himself, a person who uses a sword.
How you use your sword is the key to the outcome of this competition.
Heaven and earth seemed to feel the meaning in Chen Qingshan's chest, and a faint amount of quicksilver appeared on the sword body.
In Chen Qingshan's dantian, the three sword flowers on the sword qi pool swayed, and countless sword qi were extracted from it, and then merged into Chen Qingshan's sword.
A small river of sword qi slowly condensed from Chen Qingshan's sword, and the spring water of the monk had begun to take on its power since Chen Qingshan returned from the Great Wall in the north.
This sword style hurts people with sword qi, the more sword qi, the more powerful it is, a small river of sword qi dozens of zhang long is suspended in the sky above Kongmingfang, and the river is flowing with wisps of sword qi, looking calm, but in fact, the killing machine is surging.
Zheng Fengnian saw this river of sword qi from the perspective of a bronze humanoid, and he was a little unbelievable, this was really a sword style that a sword cultivator in the second realm could cast?
Chen Qingshan swung his sword, and the small river of sword qi rushed up, and if the hanging river poured, it bombarded the bronze humanoid, and the bronze humanoid was not afraid, and gathered a sword, wanting to directly cut Chen Qingshan's hanging sword qi.
The two collided, and the bronze figure seemed to turn into a high mountain, standing tall, opening Chen Qingshan's sword qi from the middle, and Zheng Fengnian's somewhat hanging heart was put down.
At this time, Chen Qingshan smiled, jumped out of the big pit in a few steps, and killed directly towards the bronze humanoid.
I saw that the two hanging sword qi did not disperse, but like a spirit snake and dragon, it was wrapped around the bronze humanoid body, and pulled back, the bronze humanoid unconsciously fell backwards, and it instinctively raised its arms.
Holding Tai'a's right arm was exposed in front of Chen Qingshan, Chen Qingshan was waiting for this opportunity, two feet on the sword grew a two-foot edge, and this two-foot edge represented the ultimate sharpness.
The two-foot sword came out, and several swords pierced the fingers of the bronze humanoid holding the sword, cutting it off, Tai'a's sword fell, and Chen Qingshan took advantage of the situation to pick Tai'a away.
This is the way Chen Qingshan uses the sword, since it is the Tai'a Sword that needs a carrier to exert its strength, then Chen Qingshan directly let it lose the carrier.
"No, don't!" Zheng Fengnian, who lost Tai'a, felt that the power above his body was slowly disappearing, and accordingly, he took back control of his body, and the voice came out of his mouth, and he couldn't accept it, and his voice became a wail.
Zheng Fengnian lay on the ground, and a sense of frustration hit his heart.
An idea appeared in Zheng Fengnian's mind, like the last straw, and as soon as this thought appeared, it spread in Zheng Fengnian's drowsy mind, like a spider web, deeply stuck to the bottom of the skull: "No, I still have a chance, as long as Tai'a is still there, then I still have a bright future, this time it's just him Chen Qingshan's trick, if there is a next time, I won't give him such a chance again." ”
Thinking like this, Zheng Fengnian felt a lot better, and a disciple of Bailu stepped forward to help him up.
An earth-shattering killing intent appeared from the workshop, that is, the white-clothed Hou, Zhao Yuanhai, Hei Lin and others also had numb scalps, and looked at the sky, like a dark cloud pressing down.
It was a bronze giant sword, the size of 10,000 zhang, it was Tai'a, this is what it looked like, in this battle with Chen Qingshan, Tai'a felt insulted, as one of the foundations of Bailu, it was not undefeated, but the opponent should definitely not be a small sword cultivator of the second realm, defeated in the hands of a small sword cultivator of the second realm, it couldn't accept it, it wanted to make this little sword cultivator pay the price, with the power of a half-immortal weapon, to bulldoze everything, and erase its own humiliation.
At this time, high in the sky, the Tai'a Instrument Spirit has been completely recovered, and there is a fairy spirit lingering on it.
This killing intent was obvious, it was about to kill Chen Qingshan, and the white light particles condensed from the tip of Tai'a's sword, and a ball of light that was enough to envelop the entire Kongmingfang appeared from the tip of Tai'a's sword.
The heaven and earth in Chen Qingshan's hand was provoked, and he took the initiative to break away from Chen Qingshan's palm and go straight to Qingming.
Without the slightest bells and whistles, the small heaven and earth stabbed straight into the ball of light, and when it sank into it, the ball of light dimmed a few times, and then dissipated into the heaven and earth.
And this is not over, the width of heaven and earth is unabated, and it directly blasts into the bronze giant sword.
After three breaths, the bronze greatsword began to decay and slowly shrink, as if Heaven and Earth were eating it.
"Oops!" The white-clothed marquis looked at Tai'a, and took a few steps to the sky, and Tai'a's breath was weakening, and the spirit that belonged to the half-immortal weapon let out a wail and dissipated into the green underworld.
Heaven and earth swallowed Tai'a's immortal energy.
"Evil beast!" The white-clothed marquis carried the half-decayed Tai'a sword, and raised his hand to grasp the heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth passed through the palm of his hand, sprinkled a string of blood, turned into a streamer, and after drawing a beautiful line from the sky, he returned to Chen Qingshan's side, slowly rotating around Chen Qingshan, and a trace of immortal qi appeared on the sword body, setting off Chen Qingshan like an immortal.
Looking at Tai'a carried by the white-clothed Hou, Zheng Fengnian, who was helped up by the people of the white deer, was paralyzed, as a sword servant, he felt it more clearly, in that wailing Hou, Tai'a Sword was dead, the fairy qi was taken away, and the white-clothed Hou was only carrying the body.
Zheng Fengnian only felt that he had lost all his strength, and the things he was proud of, and what he wanted all his life, were collapsing with the decay of Tai'a.
Without Tai'a, what is the Tai'a sword technique that he cultivated? I can no longer mention Tai'a, preach, or even become an immortal.
When a sword servant loses the sword he respects, then he can't go on, and it is the half-immortal weapon that decays, and Zheng Fengnian's heart is also twilight.