Chapter Seventy-Five: Defending Against the Enemy
The air was solidifying, the fallen leaves seemed to slow down, and the blooming flowers seemed to retract their stamens. The birds on the branches also held their breath and hid silently in the shade of the trees, occasionally poking their heads out to see the people in the shade.
Jiuyouzun slashed the decent people of the Three Realms like cutting a watermelon, and finally relieved a lot of anger, which can be regarded as a good establishment of the dismount. Turning around, he slowly took off the hat, and a charred face appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu, Wudie and others.
Zhang Ziyu looked at this charred black face, and felt nauseous, but through those deep eyes, he saw the pair of eyes hidden in the dark, sharp as a sword, staring at his dark eyes almost all the time.
Dancing Butterfly, Black Tiger, and Ji Yi were all dumbfounded, looking at Jiuyouzun's "carbon face", a chill rose inexplicably in their hearts.
"Hand over the famous sword, the deity can leave you a whole corpse!" Jiuyouzun raised his hand, pointed at Zhang Ziyu, and said gloomily.
Zhang Ziyu laughed loudly: "Earth Dragon Palm Sect, Jiuyouzun, well, it's a bit of a style, it's more stupid than that worm!"
"Less nonsense, the deity will say it again, hand over the famous sword!" Jiuyouzun said almost word by word, and there was a big posture of fighting if he didn't agree with each other.
Dancing Butterfly whispered from the side: "Jiuyouzun, you are the Earth Dragon Sect and your senior, do you want to fight against our juniors?"
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people. This is the rule of killers, today, you must die!" Jiuyouzun was unmoved, and said firmly, with a trace of strong killing intent wiped on his face, which made Zhang Ziyu, Wudie and the others feel even more chilled.
Zhang Ziyu clenched the hilt of the sword and slowly mobilized the spiritual power in the dantian to match the spiritual energy with the Chengying Sword.
Yu Yin hurriedly stepped forward to grab Jiuyouzun and begged: "Master, please raise your noble hand, the sword spirit has saved my life." ”
Jiuyouzun "Huh?" roared coldly in his snort, "Presumptuous, disobeying the order of the teacher, it is already a great rebellion, and now it is even more bold to intercede for the 'prey', are you going to rebel?"
Yu Yin lowered her head and said fearfully, "Yin'er doesn't dare!"
"Hmph, then leave the deity aside!" "Jiuyouzun had no mercy to say, scolded Yu Yin, and then shouted to Zhang Ziyu, "Sword Spirit, do you want the deity to say it a third time?"
Zhang Ziyu replied categorically: "Even if you die, you will never let the famous sword fall into the hands of the demon thief!"
"You're looking for death!" The figure of the Nine Shadows Zun flashed, swept up like lightning, and the purple-black aura rolled up and devoured Zhang Ziyu.
He had been waiting for this day for too long, and he should have made a move a long time ago, killed Zhang Ziyu, and took away the famous sword. But in order to see how strong the sword spirit is, it has been suppressed to this day.
"Zheng" sword shadow like a rainbow, galloping, swinging on the ground, in an instant, it is already dark, the cyclone is rolling, as if the storm is coming, the haze is dense in the sky, and the black clouds are pressing the city, which is extremely terrifying.
With a slap of the dancing butterfly jade palm, Fu Xiqin turned into a thousand melodies, the sound waves rippled, and thousands of sharp blades vibrated out at the same time as Zhang Ziyu's sword shadow.
The black tiger gasped, turned his shadow, flew out of the sky, and said secretly: "The devil is really powerful!"
Fly and land on a treetop, step on the leaves, shake lightly, gather thousands of strength, and join the battle.
Ji Yi jumped up, the white-clothed Ling Tian, grabbed the sun-shooting bow, stirred up the infinite feather arrows, dodged the purple-black cyclone of the Nine Shadow Venerables, the feather arrows shattered the void, and continued to shoot according to the Nine Shadow Venerables.
Yu Yin was dumbfounded, standing anxiously on the ground for a while, looking up at the void, and didn't know who to help. In terms of love, of course, I have to help Jiuyouzun, so many years of nurturing love is indelible. On righteousness, he shared hardships with Zhang Ziyu in the realm of returning to the ruins, and this affection could not be let go.
She was not as ruthless as the other killers of the Earth Dragon Sect, and when she cultivated the Nine Shadows Technique, even though the Nine Shadows Venerable had repeatedly preached ruthlessness and unrighteousness to her. But at the beginning of man, nature is good. For her, like a newborn baby who has just arrived in the world, she can't let go of her affection.
The more anxious I am, the more overwhelmed I become.
In the void, Zhang Ziyu, Dancing Butterfly, Black Tiger, and Ji Yi were separated in all directions, surrounding the Nine Shadows in the center. Even so, the Nine Shadows Zun rose and fell, fighting left and right, not taking these four rising juniors into their eyes at all, the Nine Shadows Trick unfolded, the cold wind howled, the ice broke through the sky, and the entire void was condensed into the Sen Luo Palace.
In order to save Ji Yi, Zhang Ziyu was subjected to the power of Yuyin's palm, and his internal injuries were not light. Fortunately, in the Butterfly Valley, the aura was full, and the ghostly flow into his meridian aura, which could make up for the lack of spiritual power in his body in time. The Chengying Sword danced, and the sword shadow was shrouded in all directions, and the sword light and flint changed in every way.
The fierce battle was extremely fast, the five of them stood in the void, as if the Peng bird spread its wings, one move after another, exhaling the cyclone, shattering the void air current, condensing into its own aura, wave after wave, non-stop.
“...... The sword qi is bright and extinguished, the agility is in all directions, the illusion is infinite, and the wandering is too void ......" When Zhang Ziyu performed his swordsmanship, thousands of swordsmanship changes faintly appeared in his eyes, gathering his mind, the sword body shook, and the swordsmanship traveled according to the changes that emerged.
In an instant, the sword shadow shook violently, volleying down into the air, and the sword was endless, as if he was in the boundless vast whirlpool, surrounded by endless sword rays. He happily swam through it, his mind moved, and the sword shot out, all like a spirit snake spitting out letters, stimulating the sword qi.
“...... The sword hides the spirit, goes to the front, resists strong enemies, breaks the void, sings a swan song for nine days, and a sword is flat and the world is flat ......"
Zhang Ziyu exhaled slightly, and said to himself: Could it be that this is the sword technique sealed in the famous sword?
Because he had read a lot of martial arts novels in his previous life, he said that the sword has spirituality, and in the midst of a crisis, the protector is anxious and will radiate superhuman expected strength.
However, the famous sword is the terminal product of the Terran sword technique for thousands of years, and it can almost be said that it has integrated the essence of tens of millions of years of swordsmanship. And Zhang Ziyu, as a sword spirit, will definitely not die when he encounters danger.
This is the power of the famous sword, a super power that cannot be explained.
The reason why the famous sword is coveted by the righteous demons of the Three Realms must have its admiration. In addition to those who have obtained the famous sword, they can command the Three Realms, then, once the sword technique contained in the famous sword is gradually awakened, the energy that will be stimulated will be unprecedented.
But this kind of energy is by no means something that ordinary human races can control, the so-called sword cultivation and extinguishing love. Ordinary human race, who can do it in order to cultivate the sword, willing to endure the torment of the extinction of love. This kind of suffering may only be endured by a human race and a non-human race like Sword Spirit, and a person from the spirit race and a non-spirit race.