Chapter 172: The Black Dragon Comes Across the Sky
The thick blood spread on the roof, and a delicate body fell, quickly cold, and the eyes were still full of bullshit belief, dying for the Yamato nation.
Fu Yan's figure was vertical, and he stepped out more than ten zhang in an instant, and the person was in the air, the long sword was agitated, and the purple sword rays were scattered in the air.
Four figures rose from behind, the long knives in their hands flashing, and at the same time, four bright swords were slashed. The earth-shattering aura almost tore through the space, making Fu Yan feel cold.
The four of them joined forces to slash, and it is estimated that only a pervert like Qinglong can block it, but he is still unable to resist it in the middle stage of his own grandmaster.
His long sword shook, and several sword flowers spun up several sword rays and shot away, and at the same time flew out, heading forward.
And at this moment, black smoke flashed, and five more figures came out of thin air, and several swords slashed in an instant.
Fu Yan hurriedly flashed, slashed out a sword with all his strength, and the figure couldn't help but retreat frantically.
He had to sigh that the way of forbearance also has the strength of the way of forbearance, this method is really weird. It was as if he could travel through space, and with a flash of black smoke, he came to him.
Could it be that this is the so-called Earth Escape, Five Elements Escape Technique, and do you need to make it so mysterious?
Behind him, four figures had already arrived, and the leader shouted: "Fu Yan! You can't go! You killed Qing Shui Tianren's daughter! I want to take you back to see him!"
Fu Yan laughed: "If you killed her in front of so many of you, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape the blame, right?"
The man roared, "So, you must stay! Capture you alive or die!"
"Capture it alive?" Fu Yan roared, "I'm just trying to save my internal strength and deal with stronger enemies in the future!"
As he spoke, his temperament suddenly changed, and a powerful sword intent surged into the sky, and the whole figure was straight, with his back like a sword, and a cold edge suddenly swept up in this heaven and earth.
The faces of the people changed slightly, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, their eyes flashed with horror, they didn't understand why a person suddenly changed so much.
Fu Yan took a step forward and silently recited the white-character sword path of the "Remnant of the Wild Sword Sutra", and the purple qi in his whole body was all restrained, and a terrifying momentum suddenly walked out of his body.
"It's... Why...... What kind of martial arts is this?"
"It's such a terrifying aura, like the Thirteen Slashes of the Broken Waves evolved to the extreme, forming the Thirteen Slashes of the Void. β
"Impossible! Only by breaking through the Heavenly Forbearance and reaching the final realm can it be possible to practice the Void Thirteen Slashes. β
Fu Yan's eyes revealed black and white light, and his whole body was sometimes filled with black gas, and sometimes white light was dazzling, but his black qi did not change color, just endless black, and the black was extremely deep.
"Don't struggle!
The four people in front of them shouted, took a step forward at the same time, and at the same time held the knife with both hands, the same movement, the same voice shouted: "Breaking the waves thirteen slashes!"
The long knife slashed down vertically, and the four blades lined up in a row, and suddenly slashed down, and the air seemed to let out a terrible whimper.
Unable to shoot out the black and white light in his eyes, a puff of white smoke suddenly appeared above his head, and the white smoke rose ethereal, and another white smoke came out again, connecting with it to form a mysterious pillar of smoke.
Fu Yan's voice had already come out coldly: "The first sword of the Nine Swords of the Remnant Desolation - Shadowless Sword!"
As soon as his words fell, the long sword slashed in the air, and the space seemed to be broken, and a delicate arc was already suspended in the air.
Only then did Fu Yan discover that every inch of the arc exuding a shocking glow was a bit like the golden section line in the middle of the Taiji Yin and Yang diagram, dividing the yin and yang, and taking advantage of the heavenly opportunity.
His long sword suddenly stabbed, arced out, and shook the four swords, and the powerful internal force collided together, making a thunderous explosion, and a wave of internal force scattered like water.
The black and white light surging all over Fu Yan's body, and he let the wind and waves hit, and his figure did not move.
"Thisβhow is this possible! How can you be in the middle of your patience to stop the four of us from breaking the waves and thirteen slashes. β
"What about Heli?" Fu Yan said coldly: "Who do you think you are?
The man let out a low roar: "Formation!"
As soon as the words fell, the nine ninjas present immediately surrounded Fu Yan, circled into a large circle with a radius of dozens of zhang, and began to slowly rotate.
The ninja has a strange body and is extremely fast, and when he turns like this, there are black shadows everywhere, and he can't tell who is there.
A feeling of dizziness suddenly arises.
Fu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly the long sword shook, stabbing out a shocking sword light, only to hear a sonorous sound, but he didn't know how to block it.
And his head is getting more and more dizzy.
"The formation, the circle, is really a hatchet. Fu Yan chuckled, the long sword stretched out, and his left foot stepped across, and suddenly with his right foot as the fulcrum, the tip of the sword drew a big circle.
Then, the long sword was withdrawn, and with a turn in the middle, an unparalleled curve was suddenly drawn, and the two feet stepped on two points, turning slightly.
A perfect Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram was born, and the endless circle seemed to encompass all things, including heaven and earth. That is the perfect dividing line, dividing yin and yang, black and white, dividing heaven and earth.
Fu Yan silently recited the hundred-character kendo of "The Remnants of the Wild Sword Sutra", and his whole body was full of black and white, and he suddenly spread this Taiji diagram, and a lifelike picture suddenly appeared.
Fu Yan suddenly sat cross-legged in the center, his long sword was inserted into the ground, his hands pinched the seal, and the black and white qi outside his body also stirred.
"Slash!"
One person roared, and suddenly the heavens and the earth lit up, and the swords in the sky were suddenly used, covering the sky, and there was no trace of life in the entire circle.
At the same time, Fu Yan roared in a low voice: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"
As soon as the words fell, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram suddenly burst out with a powerful Dao rhyme, rising to the sky, sweeping in all directions, and the sword qi in the sky was all clean.
Fu Yan laughed loudly, raised his sword, his whole body was black and white, and the rest was the faint Qinghua and the infinite Dao rhyme.
His heart was surging, and through the combination of "Purple Void Inner Scripture" and "Desert Sword Remnant Scripture", he finally touched the deeper Dao rhyme of "Purple Void Inner Scripture", he couldn't imagine that this power was so strong.
That powerful Dao Yun seems to be different from the internal force of the world, it is a force of another nature, so vast and so gentle.
And at this moment, the black gas flashed in the sky, and a majestic figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a strong palm power suddenly overwhelming the sky.
Fu Yan's face changed drastically, this palm was extremely powerful, as if he was firmly locked in place, and the air was a swamp, and he couldn't dodge it at all.
He let out a low roar, and the black and white light of his body burst out again, and the long sword suddenly stabbed forward, and a powerful black and white storm suddenly swept up the high sky from the spot.
The second sword of the Nine Swords of the Desolation, the Shattered Annihilation Sword, suddenly unleashed, the sword intent that filled the sky seemed to soak this heaven and earth, and the powerful palm power was like a monstrous wave, unshakable.
The sword light in the sky shattered, the black and white light collapsed, and the powerful force suddenly swept towards Fu Yan.
He let out a scream, and his figure flew out like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood in the air and slamming it to the ground.
As soon as he landed, before he could react, a knife that seemed to come from hell suddenly emptied all the air and slashed at the ground.
The resolute sword exuded a creepy chill, and a dead air seemed to completely envelop Fu Remnant, leaving no room for resistance.
Did I really die here today?
A thought couldn't help but arise, and at this moment, the sky let out a sonorous roar, and a black light was extremely fast, and it suddenly shot out. Like a black dragon hovering in the air, exuding a powerful domineering aura, opening its bloody mouth, it suddenly swallowed this fast and extreme sword.
Listening to the continuous sound of sonorous sounds, the black dragon circled in the air, heading straight towards Fu Yan.
Under the exclamation of everyone, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, the brilliant golden Buddha light surged, and the tender fingers stretched out, slowly taking the black dragon.
The black dragon stained with the Buddha's light suddenly became smaller, turned into a thin black chain, and landed steadily on her hand.
And you ninjas, it's been a short time**.
What a beautiful woman.
The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like autumn water, the nose is carved like jade, the lips are like plum rendering and fragrant, the jade teeth are slightly exposed, and the complexion is indifferent. Delicate extravagances are combined to form an unparalleled look.
Bright red robe, golden monk's robe, holding a metal Zen staff in his right hand, a thin black chain in his left hand, and a huge string of Buddhist beads on his chest.
**'s dress, dusty temperament and beautiful face are perfectly integrated, forming a fierce conflict and incomparably vivid image.
Fu Yan was overjoyed and said, "Qingge! You're here!"
Qingge's expression was still as indifferent as her first acquaintance, she nodded at Fu Yan, and sighed: "Amitabha!"
The smoke and dust dissipated, and a tall figure stood in the center of the big circle, dressed in black, with black hair like a waterfall, eyes like electricity, and a long knife like silver, like a mountain.
This is an incomparably handsome man, with a face like a knife and an axe, with a well-defined silhouette, a pair of dark eyes that are incomparably deep, and a powerful momentum spreads from his body, blowing his flowing hair and loose black clothes.
This is a standard samurai, he is the only samurai that Fu Yan has ever seen, and he has a strong Dongying atmosphere.
It is also an extremely powerful heavenly ninja!
Toei is a place that respects strength, and Yamato is also a nation that respects strength, and when this man stood in that place, everyone around him bowed down and never looked up.
He waved his right hand to make the people around him straighten up, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Qingge.
"You are the new abbot master of the Hanging Mi Buddhist Temple? Sure enough, as rumored in the rivers and lakes, you are a beautiful Buddha girl. β
His voice is gentle, calm, and magnetic, which is perfectly in line with his temperamental image.
Qingge said lightly: "Amitabha, the mortal body is just an appearance. β
Qingge's words really made Fu Yan angry, this abbot master, said one thing and did another, he shouted every day and didn't care about **, but he was beaten up before he touched it, hum!