Chapter 717 Nine Swords in a Row Time Passes (Third Update, Please Vote)
These two ninth-level flying swords are the swords of the way of time, which are not affected by the Yuan magnetism. Yu Zecheng controls the two swords and fights with the True Lord of the Blue Sky. The two swords turn into two streams of light, and a bloody battle begins on the ice and snow of the Arctic Sky.
The sword light is like the sea, the sword light is like a mountain, the five colors are like a mountain, and the five colors are like a prison. These two kinds of light fill the ice field. Wherever the light goes, the mountains collapse and the ground cracks. The gathered lake water turns into ice fields, melts again, and then freezes again.
In the sky, two sword lights rotate and fly horizontally. Sword Qi flies through the sky and collides with the five-color divine light. Suddenly, the sword light and divine light rush into the sky. In an instant, I don’t know how many battles and fights there are.
The sword light swallows and spits, the divine light flies, and the five-color light, green, yellow, red, white, and black, sometimes merges and sometimes disperses.
The black light controls the earth, and the space seems to solidify. Yu Zecheng’s shrinking the earth into an inch is restricted and obstructed.
White light is water, moistening things silently, emptying out and shooting out, as fast as lightning, as dense as rain.
Red light is fire, melting everything, refining everything, with supreme destructive power.
Yellow light is gold, extremely cold, cutting everything, unstoppable, sharp by nature.
Green light is wood, the wood energy is dense, continuous, withering and flourishing without surprise, eternal and continuous.
The five elements are united, turning into destructive rays, destroying everything.
The sword light is like rain, one is like time stopping, a moment of beauty, and the other is eternal and long, the eternal sun and moon, two rays of light, clear and crystal, like water, invisible, everywhere.
Yu Zecheng's sword light crisscrossed the sky, breaking all laws with one sword.
The two fought to the extreme, and gradually Yu Zecheng's sword power was completed, grasping the opponent's frequency, and suddenly Yu Zecheng shouted:
"Hit."
In an instant, the momentary light emitted a supreme sword light, as if everything was in a state of time suspension. This sword broke through the five-color divine light, passed through and provoked in the thousands of divine lights, and then hit the forehead of the Biluo Zhenjun with one sword.
This sword hit the forehead without bias, and immediately aroused the five-color divine light of the Biluo Zhenjun, resisting the power of this sword. The Biluo Zhenjun was unharmed and was about to fight back.
Yu Zecheng shouted again:
"Hit"
Another platinum sword rainbow slashed in the sky. This sword was the eternal sun and moon, as if it existed there in ancient times, waiting for a blow, and hit the forehead again.
After the second sword hit, the five-colored divine light flashed again, resisting this sword again, but Yu Zecheng shouted the third time:
"Hit"
The third sword was brilliant and ingenious, and the light hit the forehead of the Biluo Zhenjun again.
At this time, the Biluo Zhenjun knew that something was wrong, and retreated desperately, controlling the five-colored divine light to block the next sword, but Yu Zecheng was now like a machine, extremely cold, with a look like lightning, and he fired the sword again:
"Hit"
The sword light jumped, and the fourth sword pierced the forehead of the Biluo Zhenjun again. At this point, the Biluo Zhenjun already felt that something was wrong. These steps were linked together, and they were all as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. He had no choice but to follow Yu Zecheng's rhythm. All this happened too fast, so fast that he had no time to think about how to deal with it. He had been hit by four swords in a row.
She roared, and her whole body emitted endless light, all of which were the five-color divine light, turning into a ball of light to protect herself. There was no way to avoid it, so she exploded. Only in this way could she block the opponent's fifth sword.
The five-color light exploded, but Yu Zecheng's eyes were as cold as ice, and he fired his sword again:
"Hit"
The fifth sword was fired, and the five-color divine light collided with the sword light, exploding countless bursts of light. Driven by the violent explosion, the exploding five-color divine light could not help but dim, and the other flying sword went straight in, piercing into the five-color divine light, breaking all resistance, and another sword pierced the forehead of the Biluo Zhenjun.
The fifth sword.
The fifth sword hit, and hit the same place. Even with the protection of the five-color divine light, the Biluo Zhenjun trembled and his mind was confused.
During this tremor, Yu Zecheng said again:
"Hit"
The sixth sword.
Another sword light slashed down, this sword was so wonderful that it hit the forehead of Biluo Zhenjun again. Although the five-color divine light could protect his body, under the continuous attack of the ninth-level flying sword, Biluo Zhenjun's forehead was bleeding and his face was covered with blood.
The seventh sword, the eighth sword... nine brilliant platinum sword lights, one after another, hit the forehead of Biluo Zhenjun again and again. Under this series of heavy blows, Biluo Zhenjun completely lost his ability to react. It was only because of the burst of the five-color divine light on his body that he was not killed by the ninth-level flying sword.
After the ninth sword, Yu Zecheng suddenly stopped attacking, took a step back, and looked at Biluo Zhenjun with pity.
The five-color divine light of Biluo Zhenjun, both attack and defense, the ninth-level flying sword hit nine times in a row. Although her forehead was covered with blood, she was unable to break through her five-color divine light defense. Yu Zecheng took a step back, and Biluo Zhenjun took more than ten breaths to react and used the divine light to defend himself.
Yu Zecheng did not attack or defend, but stretched out his hand to condense a water mirror and shone it towards Biluo Zhenjun, his eyes full of pity and a regretful expression.
Seeing Yu Zecheng's eyes, Biluo Zhenjun looked at himself in the water mirror, and then looked at the mirror and saw an old lady with white hair and chicken skin, disheveled hair and teeth. This was not himself. He had beautiful curves, a straight figure, clear eyes and beautiful eyebrows, and delicate facial features. This was completely an old woman who was about to die.
But why did the long skirt on her body look so familiar, green to the extreme, wasn't it the mirror green phoenix robe that he liked? The white hairpin on her head was so familiar, wasn't it the seven phoenix heart-stealing hairpin?
Biluo Zhenjun couldn't believe her eyes. She closed them and opened them again. When she looked at her hands again, she saw that her originally delicate and white hands were completely wrinkled and withered. Then she stroked her cheeks with her hands. They were all wrinkled. The extremely beautiful Biluo Zhenjun at the beginning of the war was now completely an old woman.
Time passed, youth was gone, and she had unknowingly become old and frail, only one step away from the yellow earth.
This aging was not just in appearance. The Yuanying in Biluo Zhenjun's body was also aging at the same time. The small five elements of destruction light and the secret art of Xian Qin required a lot. She was able to control it completely with the support of the secret method. It was emitted by her catalytic life. Whether it was attacking or defending, it was all supported by her own life. Although Yu Zecheng's nine swords could not break through her divine light body protection, her life had been consumed in this battle. The price she paid for this was complete aging.
She touched her cheek and screamed. Even though she was Yuanying Zhenjun, the woman's instinct still overwhelmed everything. This aging was eternal aging. She had already withered like an oil lamp, and her qi and blood were depleted. She was not far from death.
In this scream, a loud five-color divine light was emitted, but this attack was not directed at Yu Zecheng, but at himself. In an instant, the Biluo Zhenjun burned himself and completely refined himself to commit suicide.
In this last light, in an instant, I don't know if it was the reflection of the back light, the Biluo Zhenjun returned to his original appearance, with a beautiful figure and a straight figure. Thin waist, plump hips, firm chest, long neck, clear eyes and beautiful eyebrows, delicate facial features like a painting, beautiful and moving.
Yu Zecheng turned into a huge water mirror and saw his last perfect image in the five-color divine light. The Biluo Zhenjun seemed to smile and turned into ashes in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
The True Lord of Biluo burned himself to death and turned into ashes. The remaining vitality in the ashes leaked out. At this moment, under the urging of the vitality, the thunder and lightning in the sky dissipated, the wind of ice and snow dissipated, and the sky was clear. However, the glacier under his feet was full of sores, and he could still see the battle just now.
Watching the True Lord of Biluo turn into ashes, Yu Zecheng did not have any happy smile. He drew his sword and looked around with a confused heart. Fighting with such a strong enemy is a complete enjoyment.
In this battle, Yu Zecheng not only discovered his weaknesses, but also began to correct them slowly. Although he had formed a Yuanying, both the sword control technique and the fighting method were the tactics and fighting methods of the Jindan True Lord. Now he has gradually failed to keep up with the situation, because now his enemy is the True Lord of Yuanying, and the power he can control is also dozens of times more than before.
But this is nothing. Xuanyuan disciples make a living by fighting. In the battle, Yu Zecheng gradually regained his feeling, found his own swordsmanship path, and his own fighting method.
This kind of wholehearted battle, this kind of victory of killing a strong enemy, this kind of desperate use of the sword dove technique, is a kind of enjoyment, a kind of pleasure that surpasses everything. For this feeling, you can give up everything. Fortunately, you can control yourself. This is the origin of the sword madman.
Between heaven and earth, there is a calm, like a short calm after a snowstorm. The air is full of spiritual energy, and the existence of snow energy, ice energy, and light energy is everywhere.
At the Nascent Soul Realm, at this moment, killing a strong enemy and seeing the various forms of energy in the air, Yu Zecheng realized exactly that the energy is different. Once he realized it in his heart, the five elements of spiritual energy here quickly gathered, and the spiritual energy within a radius of 100 miles was absorbed, forming a vortex and instantly poured into Yu Zecheng's body.
This kind of spiritual energy entering the body, the world is only me, and the feeling of controlling everything makes people extremely comfortable, just like thirsting for countless years and finally drinking a sip of sweet spring water. It's like a relative who has been searching for more than ten years suddenly appears in front of you, making people feel refreshed.
This kind of refreshing feeling and this kind of realization instantly restrained Yu Zecheng's refreshing feeling of killing a powerful enemy, and then these two feelings merged into one, making Yu Zecheng breathe a sigh of relief.
He flew towards the Ice and Snow Palace on his sword. He wanted to fight, he wanted to fight, and he couldn't help it. He sang in the sky:
"Climbing high, the magnificent world is magnificent. The vast river goes away and never returns. The yellow clouds move the wind for thousands of miles. The white waves flow through the nine clouds mountain"
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