The light pointed out by a finger did not stop, and the outstretched finger crossed shadows in the air, like a small sun, rolling in the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe yellow-colored monk's robe was draped over his body, and a lamp jumped up from the bluestone on the top of the mountain like a bird, and a hot but invisible finger attacked Zhao Zhijing.

The Purple Emperor Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and an invisible sword sound echoed in his heart. The purple jade-like sword body made an arc in the air, and a purple sword qi flowed across the air, like a small river, constantly spreading forward, but it had a momentum that swept through the heavens and the earth.

"Whew!" sounded, the invisible finger strength and the purple sword qi met in the air, the sharp sword qi tore the void, and the finger strength that was as hot as the sun was cut off by Zhao Zhijing's sword and dissipated in the air, but the sword qi also became weak, and it swept across a dark yellow sleeve robe, and it was crushed by this heavy mountain sleeve robe, and dissipated in the air.

The Purple Emperor Sword pointed diagonally at the earth, and Zhao Zhijing said with a gentle smile on his face: "The master's one-yang finger is really good, and in this world, there is no one who has the power of the master's finger. It is no wonder that the former Chongyang Patriarch exchanged his innate skills with the master, and this yang finger was indeed the nemesis of the Western Poison Ouyang Feng's toad skill. ”

"Xiaoyou Miao praised!" A lamp stood on a bluestone the size of a millstone, looked at Zhao Zhijing with a compassionate face, and said softly: "This yang finger is the inheritance of the old monk and layman, the old monk has such a cultivation that is also the work of the ancestors, how to compare the cultivation of Xiaoyou, but the old monk has never seen it, Xiaoyou has such a cultivation at such an age, the old monk admires it very much." As for saying that this yang finger is Mr. Ouyang's nemesis, it is also the unfathomable cultivation of Brother Chongyang, how can he have the merit of an old monk. ”

"Master is polite!" The words fell, and the long sword in his hand had been quickly withdrawn, the long sword cut through the air, and let out a sharp scream, as if a magic sound surrounded his ears, if ordinary people heard such a sound, even if they were not injured, they would be upset. It's just that a lamp is a generation of monks, and now the obsession in his heart has been released, and the Zen skills of his body are even more amazing, and the screaming sword sound sounded in his ears, but there was no impact at all.

The meaning of the red sun condensed on that finger, and the blazing true air swirled, as if the surrounding air had become extremely hot at this moment. As soon as he pointed out, the invisible finger power was like a sharp arrow from the string, and the leaves that were swept by the finger force turned yellow in an instant. The purple jade sword body stood up in front of Zhao Zhijing, the sword body swayed, and the sword shadows suddenly spread in the air.

Clear sword shadows turned into folding fans in the air, and the purple jade-like sword shadows were the fan bones. The huge purple jade folding fan waved at this moment, setting off a wave of qi, like an air dragon, roaring and rushing forward. The energy was in the air, and the tiny energy echoed on the top of the mountain, and the verdant grass was cut off by the energy, and even the small trees with the thickness of an adult's arm were cut off by the waist.

Zhao Zhijing tiptoed a little, and his figure was like a white peng rising from the ground, in the air, the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand slashed down, this sword did not have the lightness of the long sword, the speed of the long sword, but there was a huge pressure, a kind of like a huge mountain and river, falling from the sky, unstoppable huge pressure,

Standing on the bluestone, the compassionate face suddenly turned grim, and the two hands were pointed out one after another, and one after another fingers rose from the ground, like a jade pillar supporting the sky, to block the huge mountains and rivers that had fallen. But just like the mantis arm as a car, although this Dao Finger Force blocked the fall of the long sword by a few points, it still did not change anything for the overall situation.

But the battle of the master is often only in a moment, and this small moment also makes a light figure flash, leaving from the bluestone, avoiding this heavy sword. The sword light slashed, and the bluestone the size of the grinding disc and had been weathered for a long time cracked in an instant, but it was not an ordinary sword qi that was sharp and tearing the bluestone, but was crushed by a huge force and turned into pieces of gravel the size of a baby's fist.

A sword missed, Zhao Zhijing did not feel discouraged, the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand did not stop at all, a swift sword stabbed out from Zhao Zhijing's hand, a swaying purple star condensed at the sharp tip of the sword, this small star is condensed by true qi, and in this small star, there is a huge power condensation.

The long sword slowly approached, a heavy pressure condensed in the air, a light with a yellow color, and suddenly felt that he was in a quagmire, the heavy pressure in the air squeezed every inch of his body, this gentle sword, like a huge star is constantly moving, how can the strength of it be able to resist by ordinary people.

Feeling the increasing pressure, Yideng's expression was solemn, but there was no trace of panic, but there was a touch of fine brilliance in his eyes, and the robe draped on his body swung with the trend, and the blazing true qi was like a torrent, constantly pouring into this already somewhat old robe, and the soft robe at this moment turned into a straight cloth stick.

The robe swept across, and a huge force swept the air, and one after another air curtains turned into pieces under the crushing of this huge force. The long sword kept approaching, and the huge wave of qi driven by the robe also kept approaching. The next moment, the two collided in the air, and the condensed cloth stick of the robe was in the hand of a lamp, just like the golden hoop stick in the hand of the Monkey King, and the stars fell between the sweeps.

It's just that the power of the star does not only come from the huge power when it moves, when it explodes, that is the display of power, the cloth stick sweeps, and the star on the tip of the sword shatters at this moment. At this moment, everything in the world seemed to stop, and everything in front of me was so clear. I could clearly see the approaching energy, but I couldn't hear the slightest sound in my ears, and my body couldn't avoid it, and my heart suddenly felt a thick sense of helplessness.

The next moment the world became vivid again, the clear sound fell into the ears, and everything in front of me became so vibrant, as if everything before was just a dream. But the tingling pain in his body clearly told himself that everything in his eyes before was true.

The long sword pointed diagonally at the earth, but the palm holding the hilt of the sword trembled for a while, and the huge power generated by the explosion of the stars made Zhao Zhijing's arm feel numb. Looking at the lamp on the side, it was a different scene, the monk's robe was already full of holes, and the old robe came to the end of its life at this moment, turned into pieces and fell to the ground. (To be continued.) )