Chapter Eighty-Nine: Tidal Sword Technique
Everywhere the sword light reached, it was like the tide rising in the blue sea, and the power of the tide filled every inch of space.
It seemed to make people in the midst of stormy waves, there was only a reef under their feet that could be submerged at any time, and all they could hear was the sound of huge waves, and several Zizhenlou disciples trembled in fright.
If Xu Shi showed his majesty before, everyone just felt that their hearts were heavy, and at this moment they really felt fear, how could there be a glimmer of life under this sword!
Zhang Qian's death is undoubted! The hope of Zizhenlou's rise has also been dashed.
However, in this short moment, the situation changed!
In everyone's hearts, they only felt a burst of darkness suddenly oppressing, like a passage through the void, so fast that it was difficult to reflect.
The golden light in the suppressed corner was like crisp glass, suddenly bursting, and the golden light was like a firefly splashing all over the sky, and then it was crushed by the power of the tides in the space.
The moment the darkness paused, everyone finally saw the scene in front of them clearly through their eyes, only to see Zhang Qian's five fingers like a sword, and he actually shattered the golden barrier in front of Xu Shi, and the nails as black as iron easily tore the magic weapon-level Taoist clothes on his body, as easy as piercing bamboo paper, which made people feel terrifying, everyone present did not expect Zhang Qian's methods to be so strange and domineering, and he easily broke through the defense line carefully constructed by Xu Shi, and took his life only between his hands, but everyone also sweated for this, if Xu Shi was killed in Zizhen Building, then what the consequences were, it was tantamount to breaking into a catastrophe!
However, before everyone could stop it, a sword light had already arrived like a huge wave!
The power of the sword reverberated in the void, making a sound of waves crashing on the shore, as if it was about to crush people into powder!
Zhang Qian's whole person was shrouded in the unfathomable blue light, as if it was possible to be swallowed by the deep sea, and everyone's heartstrings tightened again!
This is tantamount to a very contradictory mood, neither wanting Xu Shi to be killed, nor Zhang Qian's death under the sword, but no one present can intervene in this level of battle, so they can only wait and see.
It was difficult to even watch the changes, the sword light and his figure were almost to a state that was difficult to capture, and everyone could only passively wait for the final result.
The blue light was like a tide, and several Zizhenlou disciples curled up in the corner of the wall a few zhang away, still having a feeling of being out of breath, raising their hands to cover their faces, but the brilliance was like a turbulent undercurrent in the deep sea, passing through the fingers, and the terrifying pressure made both eyes dripping blood, and they could only close their eyes painfully, but at the moment when the eyelids drooped, the afterglow of everyone's eyes suddenly saw that the figure that was in danger in the tide rose tall in an instant, and the black hair broke free from the shackles of the high crown, and suddenly spread, like a rain cloud floating in the sky, even the sunlight floating in outside the window was covered, and the darkness and the blue of the deep sea actually formed a situation of resistance。
Zheng!
The flower hall was filled with a tight and fierce clanging sound, as if the guqin was broken, and it was fierce!
Three thousand green silks were like black clouds covering the sky, suddenly swept away, and even blocked the sword three feet away, this sword that cut off its vitality was completely dissolved by such a strange means!
There was silence in the field, except for the clanging of hair and sword blades, and countless flying sparks.
The sword in Peng Xuan's hand is called Julang, which is forged from deep sea strange crystals mixed with sunflower water god stones, and the weight alone is more than 1,500 catties, and the texture is extremely hard, it belongs to the flow of high-grade magic weapons, and it is also driven by Bihai Peak's unique martial arts.
"Blood refining black gold sword qi!" Peng Xuan was well-informed, and he even revealed the origin of the spell practiced by Zhang Qian, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.
He had also heard of this method, after all, it was created by the Heavenly Battle Peak Peak Master Wushengzi, but no one had refined it since him, even if many people tried, but the final result was self-destruction of the Dao Foundation.
And after the appearance of no child, he cultivated another method, no matter the power and beauty of this method were overshadowed by several times, and this spell gradually became chicken, rarely revealed, and finally faded out of people's field of vision.
It can be said that this "Blood Refining Black Gold Sword Qi" is completely an abandoned spell, which is a wrong attempt.
Even after having no children, he also said that although this method was extremely powerful when he first learned it, it was beneficial and harmful, and it took a lot of effort to abolish it from the body, otherwise even the golden pill would not be able to bear fruit.
He didn't expect Zhang Qian to actually cultivate such a spell, and his expression inevitably revealed a trace of contempt.
In order to pursue strength, he actually did such things as killing chickens and taking eggs.
Even if you can block my sword now, your achievements will stop there, how can you compare with me.
"What an atmospheric sword momentum!" Zhang Qian turned around slightly, his expression revealed a hint of surprise, and the nails that touched Xu Shi's chest were quietly retracted, not that he didn't want to kill this wingman, but this sword was also full of threats to him, and he had to deal with it with all his might, although he was only half a step away from taking his life, but as long as he took this half step, Peng Xuan's sword followed, and he was probably more than lucky.
"I only used 50 percent of my strength. Peng Xuan smiled slightly, as if he was very satisfied with his surprised reflection, and was also very satisfied with this result, although he did not kill him with a sword, but he also saved Xu Shi's life.
The water of the day is the tide, and the water of the night is the tide.
The Bihai Peak Tidal Sword Technique is the method of taking this way, integrating the power of the tide into the sword momentum, which can double the power of the sword out of thin air!
Fang Cai's sword Peng Xuan only used the tide word trick in a hurry, and did not bring out the full power of the tide sword technique, and only after pausing for a moment at this time did he brew the momentum in the sword to the extreme.
Then he slowly withdrew his hand, and the sword retreated!
The blue light in the house converges, like the waves subside, and returns to the deep sea.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Peng Xuan had no intention of killing.
However, before the fear in his heart subsided, he saw the blue light in the room, and suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound on the sword, as if he was impatient to break free from his hand and set off a monstrous wave in the calm sea!
The tranquility before the storm is the most intuitive feeling in everyone's hearts!
It was as if the air around him had turned into a heavy stream of water, trembling endlessly with the hum of the sword.
"I'll see what you look like with all your strength?" Zhang Qian's face was calm and fearless.
As soon as the words fell, I saw the buzzing long sword suddenly raised, Peng Xuan took a step, the long sword was shattered, and the trembling air fell suddenly, blue as the sea!
The shattered air currents turned into a sharp hiss, like a dragon whale in the sea spitting water.
The blue light set off a terrifying wave, falling from the sky and falling into the rain clouds, and the green silk on the head was broken countless times, floating up like catkins.
At the same time, the sword light extinguished, as if it had been damaged beyond negligibility, if the sword light stopped, you could see that the blue sword spine was covered with deep scratches, like a spider web.
"Can that stop me?" This blue giant sword has already reached the point where Peng Xuan has figured it out, and naturally he can also detect the damage left by the hair on the sword, and the anger in his heart breeds, if he was just in a hurry to save people before, but he had the heart to teach this madman a lesson, then at this time he was really moved to kill, for him, killing one or two Xiaoxiao is a big disaster, naturally someone will settle all the troubles for him, not to mention in his heart, Zhang Qian is not even Xiaoxiao, cultivating blood refining black gold sword qi, just to increase combat power, at most just a gambler who loses his red eye and bets on his future, although he is in the limelight for a while, how long can he be rampant?
And he was damaged by such a person who had been practicing for nearly ten years, how could he endure such a wretched spirit!
The sword came inch by inch, without any intention of taking it, and it was completely an attitude of putting people to death.
Just when the sword light was halfway through his hair, Zhang Qian suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it towards the blade with his bare hands, such a move was tantamount to seeking his own death in the eyes of everyone, and even Peng Xuan was also in turmoil.
"This dive is so arrogant, can't it be crazy!" His eyes were wide open, full of incredulity, although the blood refining black gold sword qi was extremely powerful, it was actually a technique outside the body, although the hair nails were comparable to the advantages of the flying sword, but the furnace ding was still ** Mortal fetus, even the cultivation of this method consumes too much essence and blood origin, and the physical quality is much inferior to that of ordinary monks, at this time, the flesh and blood body is connected to the sword, which is simply equivalent to the mantis arm as a car, and the blood refining black gold sword qi is no different from the flying sword made by the sword cultivation, but it is more flexible and versatile, and when fighting, he also emphasizes "killing the enemy a hundred steps away", but he Bihaifeng is a three-foot sword in his hand.
As long as he is close, he can bring his own strength to the extreme, and even Tianlu Peak's Liuding Liujia Talisman Spell cannot be resisted.
Although this guy has practiced the blood refining black gold sword qi to an extremely strange and changeable level, and his hair and nails are not inferior to the high-grade magic weapons, the power contained in his sword can shake his body into a ball of minced flesh.
"I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, and I can't blame me!" Peng Xuan's eyes were cold.
The piercing sound suddenly swept through the flower hall, covering up all the sounds, and everyone only felt that their ears were deaf, as if their flesh and skin were about to be cut off by the sound.
In the blurred vision, such a strange scene suddenly appeared, the unstoppable sword seemed to be stuck in the stone crevices of the interlaced canine teeth, the black nails as iron cut through the blue light on the sword, leaving a few dull and ugly scratches, Peng Xuan's heart was in sharp pain, but it was not a simple pity, this sword had been practiced by him for ten years, and he had already had the same heart, and the slightest injury seemed to empathize, and his heart was even more angry, and he couldn't wait to eat its flesh raw.
However, everything seemed to be frozen, and the broken blade of the giant sword cut above Zhang Qian's tiger's mouth, and it was not allowed to enter a single bit!
His face changed slightly, and he pressed down with all his might, and Zhang Qian's raised arm was like a mountain, standing still.
He was still unwilling, his feet moved back, his shoulders fell back, and he used all his strength to pull the sword out of his hand, but it was still unsuccessful!
At this point, the only trace of anger on his face was finally replaced by panic.
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