Chapter 139: The Poor Dagger Sees the Assassin Emperor
This kind of light already belongs to the category of divine arts, and the so-called divine magic is the magic of the gods.
Therefore, even a monk in the Earth Immortal Realm, after looking directly at this piece of light, still had a short moment of blindness, and then was closed to the six senses, and the entire heart was a pure light, and there was nothing else left.
There is a saying in Daomen called cathode yangsheng, and yangdian yinsheng.
In the words of the Western Templars, absolute light creates absolute darkness, and the end of darkness is light.
Under this light, a black shadow swept by, heading straight for His Majesty the Emperor.
Assassin.
The person who made the move was also temporarily closed by this light, and the reason why he was able to make a move was because he had already locked the emperor's position, no need to see, no need to hear, no need to perceive, just remember the location, and then make a move.
As for the person who made the shot, it was Bai Liyin, the old man of the Daomen who had not made a move for decades.
This is what the true master of the sect said.
Li Fenggu is the picture, and Bai Liyin is the dagger hidden in the picture scroll.
Everything was so sudden, so fast that it was too late to react.
However, when the light dissipated, the real person in charge of the sect was still sitting in the distance, safe and sound, but the chair that belonged to His Majesty the Emperor had been completely shattered, but His Majesty the Emperor was not seen, Xiao Zhinan was not seen, only Zhang Baisui stood in the position that should have belonged to His Majesty the Emperor, and held Bai Liyin's hand with his right hand.
Zhang Baisui said with pity: "As soon as the show started, I was too anxious. ”
No one answered, Chenye, Xie Suqing and the others just confronted each other from afar, without the slightest intention of making a move, as if they wanted to watch from the wall and watch the two fight.
Bai Liyin also did not say a word, stretched out his left hand, and the middle finger of his index finger was the finger of the sword, and gently drew a semicircle.
A sword shot straight into Zhang Baisui's face.
Zhang Baisui also stretched out his left hand and raised a finger in front of him.
The sword bolt split in two, slashing lightly across the sides of his side, dissipating without a trace.
The long sword held by Bai Liyin in his hand is called bamboo, because the sword body is named after the bamboo knots, when the autumn leaves first entered the rivers and lakes, they can only be regarded as rookies, and Bai Liyin is already a well-known Taoist guest, according to the order of the old master Zichen, he tried his best to assist the autumn leaves, after the autumn leaves ascended to the position of the head of the Taoist sect, Bai Liyin, who has always been known for his prudence and seriousness, retreated bravely, escaped from the world, although due to his own qualifications, he failed to achieve the avenue, but a body of cultivation should not be underestimated for half a point.
Bai Liyin's bamboo knot is in his hand, the heart of the Tao is clear, and the momentum rises again and again.
"The people of the Daomen use the sword of the Sword Sect, but they are too inferior. ”
Zhang Baisui sneered, his own momentum also rose suddenly, instantly overpowering Bai Liyin, and with just one palm, he made the bamboo let out bursts of wailing sounds.
Bai Liyin, who had not said a word, finally opened his mouth and sighed: "What a dragon and tiger Dan Dao, the poor Dao has been taught!"
At this time, the distance between the two was only seven or eight feet, Bai Liyin changed to holding the sword with both hands, and said softly: "The sword is a family, why bother to divide you and me." ”
Zhang Baisui sneered and said: "The Daomen is majestic for thousands of years, and you want to pick up people's teeth?"
Bai Liyin didn't care, and said with a smile: "Let's look at the sword of the poor road." ”
At this moment, he handed out his sword with both hands, and the sword qi broke through the shackles of the layers of ten thousand stone arrays and rushed into the sky!
Zhang Baisui frowned, had to let go of the palm holding the bamboo, and his figure floated back.
But Bai Liyin was unforgiving, the sword blade pointed directly at Zhang Baisui's heart, and for a while, the sword qi rushed straight to Zhang Baisui, like a big river rushing, wanting to completely engulf Zhang Baisui's Ye Bianzhou.
Zhang Baisui snorted heavily, and after withdrawing about ten zhang, he finally stopped and took the sword with both hands.
The bamboo sword qi in Bai Liyin's hand was magnificent, and the ground under his feet shattered inch by inch, turning into powder, and countless cracks appeared on the surrounding stones.
Zhang Baisui didn't move, letting the majestic sword qi continue to "wash" his hands, and before the blood flower exploded, he recovered in an instant, and said with a smile: "It's a little interesting, but it's almost meaningful, compared to Bingchen's Immortal Dao Sword, you are just a domineering sword at most." ”
The next moment, Mr. Ping'an, who had climbed the list of heavenly machines, clenched the sword blade in his hand with both hands, and suddenly took a step forward, not retreating, but advancing.
Bai Liyin's face was calm, and he took a step back.
At this time, the tip of the bamboo sword was only a stone's throw away from Zhang Baisui's chest, and the sword qi that came out of the sword could even touch the black python robe on his body, but Zhang Baisui didn't panic at all, ignored the stinging pain in his chest, and ignored the blood flowing from his hands, looked directly at Bai Liyin, and shouted: "Open." ”
Silently, the earth moved and the mountains moved.
The entire Wanshi Garden, and even the entire Jundao, began to shake violently, so much so that the continuous buildings in the Wanshi Garden also collapsed and turned into ruins.
It's just that the many stones in the Ten Thousand Stone Garden are still standing, like a venerable armor, and they will not descend even if they die.
The bamboo knot in Bai Liyin's hand flew out of his hand, straight up for nine days, and the castration was endless.
And Bai Liyin himself, a fairy figure in the eyes of ordinary monks, flew backwards, smashed countless pavilions and pavilions all the way, and flew out of the range of Jun Island, smashing a sailor warship.
The word "open" seems to have kicked off the war.
Dust Leaf was the first to strike, and there were twenty-eight thunder beads between his palms, and the sound of thunder roared, and the purple lightning roamed freely.
On the dust leaf is Zhao Qing, the first person in martial arts, as the master of the Xiao room of the Great Qi, since he was a child, he began to follow his teacher Xiao Lie to practice martial arts boxing, and when he was established, he set foot in the realm of immortals, and in the following ten years, he fought on the battlefield, so that he could integrate and return to Xiao Yu at the age of not being confused, and practice the Wufang Emperor Fist with the help of the luck of the Son of Heaven, because of this, he had to trap himself in the cage, and rarely left the imperial capital for decades.
For so many years, Zhao Qing has no intention of fighting in the temple, and has devoted himself to the practice of martial arts, and has attained the undefeated golden body of Buddhism, and now it is almost complete, and it is not much inferior to Xiao Lie, the emperor of Wuzu back then.
More importantly, His Majesty the Emperor is the only person in the world who holds the fortune of the Son of Heaven, and this time he gave Zhao Qing an extremely considerable amount of Son of Heaven luck at any cost, so that Zhao Qing took another big step forward on the long road of martial arts, and the power of the Five Directions Emperor Fist used was even more powerful than usual.
Zhao Qing took a step forward and threw a punch.
With just one punch, the heavens and the earth changed color, the vitality shook, the thunder went out, and the purple electricity shattered.
A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye slowly spread.
Majestic and magnificent.
Who can stop me?
Zhao Qing tore through the thunder curtain in an irresistible posture and came to the front of Dust Ye, and raised his arm to punch again.
Bang!
A clear fist mark suddenly appeared on Dust Leaf's chest.
Then I saw the whole mine pool shaking.
Another bang!
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The figure of the dust leaf flew out upside down, even if there was a thunder pool constantly involved, trying to stop the master's retreat trend, but it was still in vain, and the dust leaf flew out of the range of Jun Island like a white sound, and fell into the lake outside the island.
In the traditional fighting methods, martial cultivation and sword cultivation have always been above other monks, and it is precisely because of this that Gongsun Zhongmou was able to defeat the dust leaves of the same realm in Julu City, and use the realm of the seventeenth floor of the earth immortal to fight against the real person of the sect above the eighteenth floor.
At this time, Zhao Qing was at the realm of the seventeenth floor of the Earth Immortal, and against the dust leaf of the eighteenth floor realm, he just crossed the border to fight as a martial artist.
Zhao Qing's fist suddenly stopped, and his left foot stepped down hard. There is nothing unusual at the foothold, but there are countless turbulent waves on the Dongting Lake outside Jun Island.
The dust leaves that had just surfaced were pressed back to the bottom of the lake.
Shaking his arms and falling to the sky, stomping on the earthquake Kyushu.