Chapter Ninety-Five: Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three
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The Sword Master knew that he couldn't let Ma Xiaoming continue to talk, because his fighting spirit had begun to weaken. If the situation deteriorates, I am afraid that my sword heart, which is as hard as iron, will also be affected.
"Don't talk nonsense, take it. The Sword Saint stood with his hands in his hands, and the sword qi on his body was gathered into one and began to condense continuously, and behind the Sword Saint, a peerless sword phantom appeared that penetrated the sky and the earth.
Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword Twenty-two.
Countless sword qi shot towards Ma Xiaoming, Ma Xiaoming had no choice but to stop his mouth cannon, and stepped forward with a punch.
It's a simple punch, but it carries an overwhelming cold air, and the freezing power is full. It was the Heavenly Frost Fist that was blackmailed from Xiongba.
Heavenly Frost Fist - Frost Wind Blows.
The endless cold invaded the Sword Master, maybe for the average master, he could still resist it with his body, but unfortunately the Sword Master's body was too old, and it was not like a young master who could resist it for a long time in the face of the cold.
I had no choice but to use internal force to protect my body, and the consumption of true qi was greatly accelerated.
Ma Xiaoming knew this for a long time, and he was even more unforgiving, Tianshuang Fist punched out one punch after another, attacking in an all-round way, and soon, the entire square was covered with Tianshuang Fist, and even some trees, walls, and tiles were covered with layers of hoarfrost.
It seemed like overnight, and winter was about to begin.
"Oh no, if I continue like this, I won't be able to make a few moves, and I will run out of real qi and lose. The Sword Saint said secretly, "Now I can only use that move, but I haven't been ruthless before, this move has not reached the limit, I don't know if I can defeat him." ”
Suddenly, the Sword Saint withdrew all his sword qi, and the sword qi around the square suddenly emptied, leaving only Ma Xiaoming's Heavenly Frost Qi crisscrossing everywhere. Now as soon as the sword qi is collected, the strength of the Tianshuang fist is pulled by the qi machine, and suddenly all of them gather in one place, turning into a frost giant fist that covers the sky and the earth, and hitting towards the sword saint's heavenly spirit cover, if it is concentrated, I am afraid that the sword saint will turn into an ice sculpture on the spot, and then shatter into pieces of ice chips.
Heavenly Frost Fist - as cold as frost. This move is a self-created move created by Ma Xiaoming after learning the Tianshuang Fist, which can freely control the strength of the Tianshuang Fist, and the effect is endless.
Seeing that the Frost Giant Fist composed of the strength of the Heavenly Frost Fist was getting closer and closer to the Sword Master, and the Sword Master seemed to have no other effective way to deal with it except for hard resistance, most of the spectators felt that the overall situation had been decided.
Suddenly, a change occurred.
A majestic and earth-shattering sword aura suddenly appeared, and this sword aura was like a downpour, not only instantly dispersing Ma Xiaoming's frost giant fist, but also covering the entire torture hall square in an instant.
But what was surprising was that this terrifyingly powerful sword aura was not emitted by a peerless sword, but by a person, a person who was unparalleled in the world.
That person was none other than the Juggernaut. Wait a minute, it seems a little wrong.
"Two, two sword masters!" a certain master of the rivers and lakes was stunned, and then realized that something was wrong, "Why, why can't you move, and you can't speak......"
I saw that the old Sword Saint closed his eyes, and another Sword Saint appeared in front of him, this Sword Saint did not have a bit of old age, only endless sword qi emanated.
Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword Twenty-Three.
This is a sword technique that destroys the world and destroys the world, a peerless sword technique, seeing that everyone present is all locked in the flesh, the sword saint smiled with satisfaction, no, it should be said that the sword saint's sword yuan god smiled, and the real body of the sword saint is still with his eyes closed, and his whole body is motionless.
The Sword Saint Yuan Shen slowly paced towards Ma Xiaoming, just like pacing up the mountain before, with a bit of calmness and nine points of confidence, the Sword Saint Yuan Shen at this time finally arrived in front of Ma Xiaoming with a sense of self-satisfaction on his face.
"Hahaha, how is it, have you seen the power of my sword twenty-three?"
"Well, I see, it's amazing. Ma Xiaoming replied lightly.
"Since this is the case, he did not immediately admit defeat and ordered the withdrawal of the people and horses in the Punishment Hall in Wushuang City...... Wait, wait a minute, you, can you speak!" the Sword Saint Yuan Shen suddenly reacted, looked at Ma Xiaoming and said in shock.
Yes, not everyone was immobile before, only one person, only that person could still move freely in the sword qi that blocked the heavens and the earth, and that person was-
Ma Xiaoming!
"Why can't I move, your sword twenty-three just used the power of the primordial god to block the heavens and the earth. And I, I'm sorry, have something unique about the use of spiritual powers. ”
After finishing speaking, with the palm of the sword, a huge amount of chakra gathered on Ma Xiaoming's palm, and then Ma Xiaoming's right hand first stood up to the sky, and a heavenly sword qi manifested out, and then slashed hard in the direction of the sword saint.
Immortal swordsmanship - force splitting Huashan.
This powerful swordsmanship, which combines spiritual power, life power, and natural power, is unstoppably attacking the Sword Saint, even if the Sword Saint is in the state of the Sword Yuan God at this time, in the state of the sword heart without self, he also feels the horror of this move.
Of course it's terrifying, Ma Xiaoming has already used all his strength in this move, and as soon as this move comes out, the chakra in his body has been consumed to only one point, which can only allow him to support his body.
Of course, the swordsmanship power of this move, which almost drained Ma Xiaoming's body, was also very terrifying, and in the face of such a move, the Sword Saint Yuan Shen also went all out.
Destroying the Twenty-third Sword of Heaven and Earth, the Sword Saint Yuan Shen also uses his hand as a sword, unlike Ma Xiaoming, he not only turned his hand into a sword, but his entire body finally turned into a Yuan Shen Divine Soldier with an appearance similar to the Peerless Sword, and stabbed towards a sword that Ma Xiao Ming slashed at.
The two swords exchanged swords, without making any sound, and at the moment of the exchange, it seemed that time and space had all stopped, and there were only these two swords left in the entire world - the Peerless Sword Saint and the Immortal Law Sword.
I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time, and a white light appeared, dazzling everyone's eyes, making it impossible to see what was happening in the white light.
Finally, the white light dissipated. Only one person in the square was still standing. Who is it?
It was the Sword Saint, and it was the Sword Saint who was still standing upright in the square, but Ma Xiaoming was kneeling on one knee, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Everyone couldn't believe it, could it be that Ma Xiaoming was defeated?
It's impossible, but thinking of the sword master's previous sword move that made all the heroes present unable to move, I couldn't help but shake again.
"Maybe the master of the horse hall is really defeated...... "I couldn't go on after saying it halfway, because ......
Juggernaut fell, falling heavily to the ground, his body hitting the stone slab and even making a "thump", and then he didn't get up again for a long time.
On the other hand, Ma Xiaoming, who was kneeling on one knee, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up.
"I conceded. ”