Chapter Seventy-Two: The Divine Sword of War

Dongfang Weiming fought against Chen Bailu, although there was no superficial bet on the outcome of the victory, but no matter who it was, they would never be able to bear the result of defeat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The first one to shoot was Chen Bailu, and when the White Bone Spirit Bridge flickered, his figure had gradually disappeared as if it had been blurred, hiding in the White Bone Spirit Bridge that had already unfolded.

Then, the first thing that appeared was the Yellow Spring Mist that surged in like a wave with the power of the tides.

After three days of retreat, the fog of the Yellow Springs is now so thick that it is about to condense into water vapor. And the color of this Yellow Spring Mist also began to gradually change towards red.

As the mist of the Yellow Springs spread unscrupulously, everyone seemed to be able to hear a sound, that is, the sound of the waves flying, slapping, and falling.

On the entire battle platform, except for the place where Dongfang Weiming stands, it has been occupied by Chen Bailu's Huangquan mist.

"Ahh

"This Yellow Spring Mist!"

......

A series of exclamations followed, followed by countless pale faces.

"That Yellow Spring Dark Mist can actually corrode the divine sense, what realm has this White Bone Spirit Bridge been refined by him?"

As the people who tried to observe the battle on the fighting platform with their divine sense, they suffered a dark loss one by one under Chen Bailu's Huangquan mist, and only patches of vague blood and yellow could be seen on the entire fighting platform.

The fishy smell drifted out faintly with the wind, and this time, everyone went in all directions at a much faster speed than just now avoiding Dongfang Weiming.

Only dozens of precious rays of light suddenly came out at this time, as if each of them formed an impermeable light shield, protecting their master in it.

"Humph!"

The voice was not a cold snort, at best, it was a long breath that suddenly burst out of his mouth and nose.

It's just that what followed was a terrifying sword aura that seemed to be the incarnation of death, like a group of snakes that suddenly exploded in the Snake Valley. A sword qi swayed like a spiritual snake, seemingly chaotic, but with an indescribable order towards the surroundings.

Under the sword qi that erupted suddenly from the east, Chen Bailu's Huangquan Mist, which had almost nothing that could not be corroded, was actually cut into pieces like pieces of tofu.

This is exactly the terrifying change that Dongfang Weiming saw in the road to heaven at the beginning, based on the Supreme Heart Sword, killing immortal sword qi.

This immortal sword qi is known as killing people, killing Buddhas, and killing immortals and demons. Once practiced, there is only one sword, and only one sword, one sword is out, ten thousand swords surrender, and all laws are broken.

At this moment, although the sword of Dongfang Weiming has not yet come out of the body, the characteristics of the Killing Immortal Sword Qi that annihilates everything and kills everything have been brought into full play by him.

Not only did it break through Chen Bailu's Huangquan Mist, but even those sword qi that were like little snakes wandering around, one by one, they all had their own lives.

While entrenched on the battle platform, it continued to wander and devour the Yellow Spring Mist.

"A little bit of inspiration, how many things are reincarnated?"

The next moment, the shadow of the White Bone Spirit Bridge suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the Yellow Spring Mist, and endless white bone spiritual light swept out, just like a flood that suddenly poured down from a high mountain, wanting to drown everything in its path.

This kind of white bone aura can no longer be called white bone aura, but it should be more appropriate to call it the white bone spirit sea.

Heavy and agile, these two contradictory and opposing forces were perfectly combined, and with a single face-to-face effort, the unclear sword qi of the East Immortal Killing had been completely dispersed.

"Nai He Bridge, this Chen Bailu actually got the inheritance of Nai He Bridge in the road to heaven.

Looking at his two supernatural powers, Huangquan Dark Mist and White Bone Aura, he is almost about to evolve into Huangquan River and White Bone Sea, and it seems that the degree of inheritance he has obtained in the path to heaven is quite high.

In this battle, it is really unknown who will kill the deer!"

As the first seat of Tianyin Peak, Shuang Zhenren can be said to have studied the evil magic weapon in the thirty-three chapters of the Shangqing Dynasty very deeply.

With just one glance, it was already clear that unless there was a sufficient and profound inheritance, the White Bone Spirit Bridge would never have such power.

"Frost Zhenren is inevitably too underestimating the Heavenly Ancestor's immortal sword intent!

Don't talk about a white bone spirit bridge, even if he really cultivates the Nai He Bridge, under the immortal sword intent of the Tongtian Patriarch, there is only one way to go!"

It's a pity that as soon as Gao Zhenyu finished speaking, Fairy Liuyun interjected and said: "Dongfang Weiming is not the ancestor of Tongtian, and Chen Bailu's hand is not Nai He Bridge, they have to fight this battle to know the result!"

The implication of this Liuyun Fairy is naturally that the two of them are evenly matched, which is diametrically opposed to Gao Zhenyu's statement that the sword intent of killing immortals is better than that of Nai He Bridge.

However, as soon as these words came out, Gao Zhenyu couldn't find anything to refute the other party's words. Only silently turned his head and continued to pay attention to the form on the stage.

At this time, Dongfang Weiming suddenly moved, stepped out, and the next moment, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, the whole person had disappeared in place.

"Sword Escape Technique!"

Among the crowd of onlookers around, there were obviously people who knew the goods.

Among the various sects and factions in the world, no matter how subtle and superficial, most of them have mastered a certain amount of escape techniques. One of the most common is the art of earth escape.

But in addition to the Five Elements Escape Technique, including this Earth Escape Technique, there are many wonderful Escape Techniques. Among them, it includes the sword escape technique used by Dongfang Weiming at this time.

The art of sword escape, as the name suggests, is the technique of using sword qi as a medium to come and go in an instant. But wherever the sword qi reaches, it is within the range of the sword escape, and with the sword qi of killing immortals that the east is not clear and devours everything, and everything dissolves, it can really be called a haunted and unguardable.

"The rain is bloody, and the demon soul is crying!"

It rained, but every drop of the rain that fell from the sky was full of bright red and fishy smell.

Mixed with the rain, it was not the sound of the wind, but the cry. There are big and small, high and low, long and short, light and heavy, their voices whining, such as resentment, such as crying, such as complaining, such as tearing, such as hatred.

According to legend, there is a magical power in the 33 chapters of the Shangqing Dynasty, called the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Crying Mantra.

As soon as this spell came out, between heaven and earth, ten thousand smiles were obscure, the great sun was avoided, the sun was in the air, and the crying was all over the field.

Even if it is a great virtuous monk who has cultivated to the point that it is not empty or pure, or it is a general who has fought a hundred battles on the battlefield and has donated blood to stain his heart and intestines like iron and stone, he can't help but sigh in his heart when he hears this curse.

The figure of the unknown in the east suddenly leaked out under the interference of Chen Bailu's demon voice.

God is uncertain, the anger is restless, and the natural law cannot be accomplished.

Dongfang Weiming looked at the sky and suddenly frowned.