Chapter 611: Race for Deer
On the side of Emperor Taizu's Mausoleum, it was still the river, and the old man who had been fishing on the bridge before, stared at the distant sky at this moment, and his face was suddenly gloomy.
"Lingwu and Lingluo actually failed?"
As he spoke, he saw one hand stretched out, and a little crystal flashed on the palm of his hand, and something like a mirror appeared immediately.
After looking at the light spots on the mirror, he sneered and said: "The level of the Three Tribulation Realm, you can do this by relying on the Yanhuang Sword?
When the words fell, I saw that the fisherman immediately put the fishing rod into the ring, and the figure disappeared in a flash.
But just above this small river, there are still hundreds of warriors at this moment.
They were trapped, trapped in what should be called the "Yin Gu World": this formation was circular, like a large blood-colored ball that enveloped the hunchbacked warrior and his men sharply in the sky.
"My lord, he's gone!"
"My lord, what the hell is going on in that direction?"
Seeing that Diao Su left, some warriors who were struggling to support him hurriedly asked, not knowing what was going on in the distance, and actually asked Yu Suo to leave in such a hurry.
The reason for asking this is because their heavenly sense and strength are not up to the level of penetrating this killing array, so they have no way of knowing things from afar.
But the hunchbacked warrior seemed to have already sensed and determined something, and said, "One qiē is in advance! That person used the Yanhuang Sword......
"What?"
"My lord, what should we do then? We must not let the Yamamoto family and the martial artists of the underworld succeed!"
"Adult ......"
Listening to the anxious voices of the warriors around him, the hunchbacked old man's face was actually calm, and his eyes flashed with a strange luster: "That's really 'Killing Saint'!"
......
On the other side, Tai Gu Lie was originally breathing with his eyes closed under a wall of light, his face relatively calm. But at this moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the wall of light in shock.
The picture that appeared on the wall of light was exactly one of the qiē in the tomb of Emperor Taizu, and it was the horror and gorgeous brilliance of that sword!
Han ...... Han Jing ......"
Determining something, Tai Gu Lie stepped forward, and his figure immediately disappeared into the dark hall.
......
Almost at the same time, a faint pain suddenly came from one of Lei Potian's arms, causing him to slip off the wine glass in his hand unexpectedly.
"What's wrong with Old Ancestor?"
"Daddy......"
Seeing this, Lei Ming and some elders were shocked and stepped forward to ask.
Smiling slightly, Lei Potian claimed that he was fine, and asked the other elders to leave his courtyard before waving his hand to arrange an enchantment.
When the enchantment was completed, Lei Ming immediately stepped forward: "Daddy, is it ......?"
"Hmm, Han Jing injured my arm in the Immortal Emperor Dojo back then, so this arm can sense the breath of that sword!"
Answering, Lei Potian immediately ordered: "Lei Ming, hurry up and send a message to Pingyang Child, and ask him to inform Jin Buying, just say that the wind and rain have fallen!"
The wind and rain are falling?
Aren't there some contradictions between the Lei family and the Jin family? But now, what does the Lei family want to remind Jin Buying?
However, since the storm that swept the entire Yanhuang Empire has finally fallen, then a heroic picture of a group of heroes competing for deer is equivalent to unfolding here!
After chasing the deer, who is the master of ups and downs?
Nobody knows!
......
"No ......"
"Bang!"
"Save ......"
In the Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu, Han Jing's sword-style divine power "Cutting Warehouse" finally fell!
This sword has a powerful power that transcends the worldly realm, even those who are strong in the way of the sword, if they haven't seen this sword with their own eyes, they can't imagine what a terrifying sword it will be!
But there are not many warriors who have really seen this sword who can still live later!
Because this sword actually does not have the skills of splitting, stabbing, picking, and slashing in the way of the sword, and even does not have a truly gorgeous or complete set of sword moves and the trajectory formed by the operation of the sword moves.
It is not as domineering as the slashing of the tomahawk, not like the two decisive decisions of the long knife, or it does not have the lightness and kingly spirit of other swordsmanship, it only has a posture - slash!
But it is this simple "slash", and the myriad illusions of the way of the sword are almost included in it;
Or maybe it's just this simple "chop", and the myriad transformations of the way of the sword have never existed, it's just an all-encompassing and unified after the unification of the avenue......
The avenue is one, but all-encompassing?
This is the power of slashing: whether it is power or spiritual damage, it is the only one, and it is also an infinite possibility! It is life and death, cause and effect, rise and fall!
In other words, this sword is used to save life and prosperity!
If it is used to kill the enemy, it is death and decay!
Now what Han Jing is asking for is naturally not to save any other warrior or city, all he wants is to kill!
So a sword came out, and the sky and the earth in the entire space were full of golden sword light, and as far as the sword light reached, the physical bodies of each body immediately fell apart, and the souls of each one died completely before they had time to escape.
Even those martial artists who usually have good talisman soul power or talisman magic weapons, now they are all trapped in the sea of golden light swords, and only the end of death remains.
At most, it's a little later than other martial artists!
......
Time will pass!
When Han Jing finally fell back to the ground, his arms were trembling, and he could barely hold the Yanhuang Sword that had just been wilted.
"Huhuhu......"
Gasping for breath, he saw that the muscles in his arm had burst, revealing Sensen's white bones, dripping with blood!
Looking inward a little, he also saw that almost all of his internal organs were shocked and bleeding inward, and the blood meridians had been broken, even the dantian had an obvious depletion.
"What a terrible sword......
The sword just now was sacrificed by Han Jing, but it did not affect his "fear" of this sword: if he held on for a breath longer, he might be able to completely kill those warriors just now, but if this is really the case, he may not be able to withstand the power of the sword now, and he should have fallen!
After all, now he has almost no strength at all, and his strength has just fallen to the Yang Realm! If he insists on taking a breath longer, he believes that he will really die!
But he really wished he could hold on a little longer, at least...... Now he is exhausted, but there is really a strong enemy alive in the distance.
It's Aki Yamamoto, Zheno Yamamoto, and Jinyang Yamamoto!
The countless martial artists around them who were stronger than them were already dead, even if some of them were still powerhouses who had reached the level of the early stage of the Tianzun Realm that their Yamamoto family had already placed in, they were also dead!
But at least one other person was still alive, a woman, a woman with an old face—it was this woman who had sacrificed some magic weapon in the previous crisis that had helped herself and the three young masters of the Yamamoto family survive.
At this moment, looking at the mess around them, Yamamoto Qiu and the others seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and just gasped for breath, sighing and enjoying the rest of their lives after this catastrophe.
As for the old woman, who was already hideous and fierce, she looked at the magic weapon that had finally become a rag in front of her, and finally looked at Han Jing: "Little Zamao, you have destroyed the old body's sky-covering banner, and the old body will definitely make you worse off than dead!"
The words fell, and the old woman walked slowly towards Han Jing step by step!