If "Ode to a Thousand Swords" is the most well-known move of Lao Pu Lang, the eighth sword of the Nine Turns Sword Sect, then "Ten Thousand Blades Collapse" is its most palpitating move!

Those who are familiar with Pu Lang know that the momentum created by the Thousand Swords Song is just an introduction, although the impact of thousands of flying swords is strong, but if the opponent is a strong person at the same level as Pu Lang, then there is enough time to dodge, unless it is a relatively inflexible or some low-cultivation target like attacking Xun Fengzhou, it is of little significance.

In fact, the Song of a Thousand Swords is just the starting style of the swordsmanship practiced by Pu Lang, and then he has to perform different sword moves according to the difference between the opponents, in the face of the turtle defense of the beast Huang, he chose the "Ten Thousand Blades Collapse" that can cover the blow, and those who are more familiar with his spleen did not take long to guess this move, so he rushed back to his own magic weapon, those who were invited to watch the ceremony, There is no magic weapon to live in, so they can only fly away into the distance with all their strength, many of them have seen the collapse of ten thousand blades with their own eyes, looking at the appearance of fleeing in a hurry, how can there be a little bit of the demeanor of a master in Pingli?

"Obediently... This old thing is really going to slaughter me?"

Looking at the dense sword light like starry sky, Peng Shao and the others were a little dumbfounded, when they resisted the Song of a Thousand Swords, Xun Fengzhou seemed to be completed easily, in fact, the rapid tremor had reached each of them, and the ten thousand blades under the current Ten Thousand Blades Collapse was obviously more powerful, the coverage of the blow was tighter, and the possibility ∑∵of blocking it was very small, w↖ww.

Peng Shao gestured backwards again and again, and the beast monk who was in charge of communicating between the outside and the cabin subconsciously prepared to return to the cabin again to report the news, but suddenly as if he had thought of something, he took the steps and took it back, and leaned over to Peng Shao's side and whispered with a bitter face: "Peng Jiaotou... Feng Lao just said that if the other party has another strong attack, you don't have to report it again, and you can deal with it yourself..."

“... Do it yourself?"

Peng Shao was stunned when he heard this, and then his face softened a little, but he scolded in a low voice: "The old guy is getting more and more arrogant..."

The monk peeked at the god of the head of the Peng sect and saw that instead of being angry, he also revealed some joy, and couldn't help but wonder a little, could it be that there was another mystery in Feng Lao's words?

Vaguely hearing the conversation here, Han Licheng, who was standing not far away, quietly shrank back to his original state with slightly bulging robe sleeves, his face was not superfluous, looking at the dense sword rays gathered in all directions, turning a blind eye.

After a few breaths, the sword of the ten thousand blades fell on the Xunfeng boat from all directions at the same time, because the boat was hanging in the air, so even the bottom of the ship did not leak, covered by a large area of sword light, as if the light film of the entire treasure ship fell a layer of fireflies, the light flickered between the soft sound of the squirrel, the brown and yellow light film flickered and dimmed and trembled slightly, as if the thin eggshell was squeezed by many aspects, and it would not last long before it would break.

"Lao Cheng!"

Peng Shao shouted towards Cheng Tai, the latter nodded knowingly, and made a gesture, all the monks of the [War Department] took out their long knives from their waists, and the light of the sword made people's eyes sour, it was actually a three-grade treasure knife!

There is a "non-Mao Pixiu" Qian Caizu and his assistant Xiao Cai and others led by the [Ministry of Finance] wantonly amassed wealth... No, it should be said that it is carefully managed, the funds of the beast huang have always been relatively abundant, with the continuous development and growth, there are more and more channels to earn money, for the supply of magic weapons and pills for his own disciples, Yi Qian's words left are not stingy! The main combat force of the [War Department] monks is even more of a third-grade level from head to toe, you must know that most of them are still in the peep period, this kind of treatment is something they never dared to think of before they came to the beast huang.

Cheng Tai, the leader of the [War Department], is naturally the object of key care, originally according to Qian Caizu's meaning, is to invite a number of well-known Qi Xiu to create two of the most suitable treasure knives for his quantity, after all, the two Niwang knives that Cheng Tai is used to have been shattered in the battle of blood slaughter, and a leader can not do without a magic weapon that is competent, but this proposal was politely rejected by Cheng Tai himself.

With a flick of the two forearms, two long knives appeared in both hands, and like the weapons of other people, there was nothing unusual to see at all.

Cheng Tai once said that since he is in charge of the [War Department], then he must eat and sleep with all the brothers in the department, and the [War Department] is the top soldier of the beast Huang and the foreign enemy, not the Yamen with clear hierarchies, and he Cheng Tai is not the official master in the Yamen, rather than being high in the eyes and the masters are low, it is better to stand on the same front with everyone, so that the [War Department] has one heart, which has greatly enhanced the cohesion of everyone, but it has made Qian Caizu and others admire.

Everyone looked at the sky with awe-inspiring eyes, and the vigorous sword aura rose to the sky!

Most of the monks in the [War Department] were not good at using knives, and after four years of training, although they were still far from the level of Cheng Tai, they were already able to make knives look good, and the sword qi of dozens of people gathered like a torrent and rushed to the sky!

At this moment, there was a crisp "bang", and the light film of Xunfeng Boat finally couldn't resist the invasion and fragmentation of tens of thousands of sword rays, and the dense and fine sword rays quickly converged, just bombarding with the sword qi of the [War Department]!

"Wow"

The sword qi that went straight to the sky was translucent white, and the sword rays that gathered flashed with colorful brilliance, and if someone looked at Pu Lang's eyes in mid-air at this moment, they would find that their eyes were also flowing with the same brilliance.

Seeing his Ten Thousand Blades Collapse being scattered by the sword qi like a handful of water, Pu Lang's face did not change by a minute, and his gaze was always on the Xunfeng Boat, as if he didn't care whether the Ten Thousand Blades Collapse could bring a substantial blow to Beast Huang.

"It is rumored that there is a master of mechanical arts in the Beast Huang in the territory of the Fire Sect, and now it seems that it is an exaggeration to call him a 'master'. ”

Most of the sword people are proud, from this aspect, the Nine Turns Sword Sect is the concentration of the most proud group of people in the world, even if it is to treat the Fire Pattern War Sect, which is also one of the six factions of Yunfeng, their attitude is very bland, referred to as the "Fire Sect", and some people privately call the disciples of the Fire Pattern War Sect "Guys", and their disdain is fully revealed.

I saw Pu Lang raise his hand, and suddenly two halos of color almost nothing fluctuated, looking at the position as if he was using his hand to blur his vision, using tangible things to move invisible things, it sounds unbelievable, but it looks like this.

The chaotic "line of sight" fluctuated more and more violently, and soon spread to the Xunfeng boat at the other end, and it could be seen that several eagle-bird-like magic weapons that had just flown out of the cabin window were swept right by this fluctuating halo!

However, before the disdain on Pu Lang's face was fully revealed, he saw a figure that was enough to hug his back flash out of the cabin, and in a blink of an eye, it was straight to Pu Lang!

"You come to test the old man's name as a mechanism master!"

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End of Chapter 505