Chapter 954: Tianlong Taegeuk, One Sword for Each
The dragon descended, and the divine power appeared.
When the dragon appeared, there was a roar of dragon, and the world was shocked. The two True Ones and more than a dozen Yuanyings who rushed to the front and wanted to snatch the magic weapon flying sword were suddenly extinguished like the burning candle flame.
The blood and flesh splattered between heaven and earth, and a sword appeared. Not to mention the Yuanying escaped, it couldn't even leak out the Yuan Qi, and it was all absorbed by the dragon.
Then countless True One Gods saw this scene, turned around and fled, and scattered.
Although they fled in all directions, they didn't run far. They stopped thousands of miles away and silently observed Yu Zecheng, watching his actions. The tenth-level magic weapon and the tenth-level flying sword were in front of them, and no one wanted to give up easily.
Yu Zecheng laughed and shouted:
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested, come, come, don't leave, borrow your head for use."
In an instant, the body and the sword became one, and the sword rose up, using the supreme sword intent to kill people everywhere.
The most powerful part of this tenth-order flying sword is not the moment it transforms, but when someone controls it, it is the most terrifying part.
The man and the sword become one. At this moment, Yu Zecheng transforms into a dragon, a hundred feet long, running rampant in all directions. In an instant, he appears thousands of miles away, blocking the escapee's way, and strikes a sword from behind.
Countless chain halos appear above the dragon. These halos are colorful, like rosy clouds, spreading outward, and the land of a thousand miles is all in this rosy cloud.
The rosy clouds fill the entire sky, wandering like lightning, creating circles of faint ripples in the air, and the sword light rotates continuously, and all the Zhenyi Gods here suddenly stagnate.
Someone shouted:
"Don't run away, the sword light is on your body, there is no point, fight to the death, only then can you survive."
Someone else shouted:
"Last time he used the tenth-level flying sword, he could only control it for 180 breaths, if you hold on, you can survive."
In an instant, the seven True One Gods and dozens of Yuanying who fled in this direction used their unique secret methods and the strongest skills.
Or they controlled the ninth-level flying sword and emitted sword light without swords. Or they used the Tongtian secret method to form a sky-falling attack, or transformed the world and gathered the power of ten thousand qi, or showed the way to attack, control their own heavenly way, and bombarded madly.
But all this was meaningless, the dragon in the sky transformed into a platinum dragon of light, and rushed into this thousand-mile land.
This dragon of light was mighty, with a sharp and unbearable sword intent, and it slashed quickly. The dragon in the sky was a demon before, and this was a demon-killing attack, without any clever changes, it was a violent and fierce attack to the extreme.
One force breaks ten wisdoms. What secret method, break it for me. What flying sword, explode for me. What magic weapon, destroy it for me. All of them die for me.
Tianlong slashed, and the nine-level flying frames of the Six Sword Alliance that were pushed to the limit emitted countless brilliance, but before that, the purple air was shattered, the magic circle collapsed, and the Milky Way fell. Even the fastest sword light could not escape. Tianlong froze all their changes with one sword. All the monks of the Six Sword Alliance exploded and died. All the nine-level flying swords suddenly wailed and shattered.
Tianlong slashed with the sword, and the countless magic weapons, such as the Nine Heavens Yuanyang Ruler, the Golden Dragon Shears, the Green Lightning Liangyi Lamp, the Taiyin Extinction God Ball, the Purple Lightning Hammer, the Zhenxiao Hammer, the Mighty Vajra Divine Pestle, the Shura Chisel, and the Wind and Thunder Chisel, were all shattered under this sword. The remaining force was not weakened. An unparalleled sword intent had penetrated these true souls, and countless blood mists rose in an instant.
This Heavenly Dragon Slash did not have any magical changes, but was just the supreme power, domineering, sharp, and swift to the extreme. It looked like just one sword, but this one slash contained ten waves of sword power.
Before the first wave of Heavenly Dragon Slash fell, the second, third, and fourth waves of Heavenly Dragon Slash came. The nine Heavenly Dragon Slashes merged into one, giving birth to the tenth wave of the ultimate slash, cutting everything, even space, nothingness, and consciousness were shattered.
A sword light, ten slashes, waves of offensives like a tsunami in the sea, surging and surging, unstoppable and unavoidable.
For this sword, everyone had only one feeling:
Brilliant as Yi shooting down the nine suns, agile as the emperors participating in the dragon flying. It came like thunder and stopped with anger, and ended like the river and the sea condensing with green light. After one hundred and eighty breaths, the sword light flashed, the Heavenly Dragon disappeared, and Yu Zecheng stood proudly in the sky. Looking around, there was no one left in a thousand miles, and all the cultivators were exiled.
Yu Zecheng looked around. After the two sword strikes, less than 40% of the remaining cultivators were killed. The two sword strikes killed more than 20 True Ones and over 100 Yuanyings.
These Yuanyings no longer had the idea of waiting and running away. They turned around and ran away desperately in all directions.
Yu Zecheng looked up at the sun in the sky, then looked at the escaped True Ones and Yuanyings, and said:
"Why bother, why bother."
There seemed to be a boundless and deep darkness in his eyes, and all the cultivators who saw his gaze took a step back involuntarily.
Yu Zecheng disappeared in an instant, shrinking the earth into an inch. Wherever he went, there was a cry, and countless True One Yuanyings in the sky began to flee in all directions. They fled for their lives in all directions. At this time, there was no difference between Yuanying and True Ones. Everyone was the same and had to flee.
Yu Zecheng rushed towards the crowd in an instant, but the crowd was running fast. He turned into golden light and continued to chase. Suddenly, he saw 20 to 30 True One Gods in the sky, and more than a hundred Yuanying were chasing one person, holding a flying sword, chasing like rabbits everywhere.
After chasing for dozens of breaths, Yu Zecheng caught up with one of them. He landed on the ground and said:
"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place."
In an instant, his body changed, and then he laughed loudly. In his laughter, he sang wildly.
The song was bold and unrestrained, resounding through the world:
"A glass of wine and a beauty singing, the heart of the sword rushing to the sky, cutting off the distracting thoughts of the mortal world, I want to go straight to the nine heavens."
I stood up singing songs all day long, driving this sword freely between heaven and earth. With a single movement of my steps, I was above the nine heavens, walking freely, a hundred times higher than the one who shrunk to an inch. In an instant, I was walking alone under the nine heavens, teleporting to the place where I was escaping. The farthest, most peripheral Nascent Soul.
As soon as the sword light appeared, it was like a snake flashing and a dragon dancing, shocking lightning and thunder, mixed with the roar of a lion, the roar of a tiger, the howl of a wolf, and the cry of an eagle. At the same time, the sword body leaped, twisted, twitched, and bounced endlessly. There was a power that could kill everything, sweeping over and instantly killing the Nascent Soul in the sky.
With another move, he flew to the other side far away. He escaped as far as Zhen Yi and raised his sword. The True One God Lord roared, self-destructed the ninth-level magic weapon, and emitted a golden light, but in this mad singing sword light, everything was meaningless, the golden light shattered, and the True One died.
Yu Zecheng stood proudly for nine days, holding his sword in the sky and walking singing.
Toasting with golden bottles and singing songs, the comings and goings are like the dew in the morning.
Every time he takes a step, he draws out a sword, sings a sentence, and kills an enemy.
These enemies are all people who want to flee in all directions. Yu Zecheng killed them. If you still want to escape here, it's too late. Let me destroy this place.
This nine-day singing sword, after the tenth level, there is no other flying sword. The sword has the power to cut in all directions, but under the nine days, I can walk at will, and the land of thousands of miles can be reached in an instant. I can only kill one person at a time, but with one sword strike, Must be killed.
Yu Zecheng moves cleverly, facing one person every time and never giving the opponent the chance to form a combined attack.
The real purpose of Yu Zecheng's execution was not to prevent the opponent from forming a combined attack, but to give the opponent this concept.
The True One Divine Lord, Yuanying True Lord, was so wise. He immediately discovered this, and someone shouted:
"Quick, gather together quickly, he can't resist our combined attack. If we all gather together, he will kill them all without giving us a chance to escape."
"Fight, fight with him. If you don't fight, everyone will die here. Let's gather together."
This is Yu Zecheng's purpose, not to gather together and chase like this, so strenuous, but they can be killed so easily.
Suddenly flew in front of Yi Yuanying, and the Yuanying shouted:
"I am True Monarch Wuyan Zongjiyan. I am not here to attack the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I am here to record everything that happened. Don't kill..."
I haven't spoken a word yet, but the rest is like a sword. It doesn't matter who you are or what you do. If you are here with me, you still want to live and dream.
What record? I'm afraid it's to record the demise of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Otherwise, why not stay in a neutral position and join the other party's team? So what if the Fuyan Sect, just die.
When he came to Yizhen again, the man showed his original appearance and shouted:
"I am an ally of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I am an undercover agent. I am not with them. I am here to help your Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I..."
Go down with one sword and kill. I can't control whether my allies are allies or not. Some of the allies who join the enemy like this are sincerely helping me. Even if they are sincere, I can't control them. Just die.
I then grow up and sing forward, my clothes are like the wind, my long sleeves are criss-crossed, and my voice gradually rises, like singing or sighing.
Singing in his mouth:
"Looking is sudden, chatting is chestnut, mixed and oily, suddenly panicking, squatting and suave, vast and generous, panicking and spacious. The intention is to the Nanshan Mountain, and the view is to the East China Sea. The rainbow hole is in the sky. . Extremely worried about Yading,"
His figure moved with the singing, and his figure danced, like a Yuefu singer or a downtrodden dancer. Between movement and stillness, there is a rhythm of its own, and its whereabouts are unpredictable.
Along with his high-pitched singing voice, his figure moves like clouds and flowing water, and every movement sends out a sword. Each sword hits an enemy. Wherever the sword light goes, it destroys everything. One sword will kill one person.
Each of these swords is born from momentum, containing the power of the Five Elements and the power of the Nine Heavens. It reaches all directions and represents the power of heaven and earth. It is broad and pure, and it is the power of heaven and earth. The characteristics of each sword are purity, refinement, and essence, and it has infinite power of destruction. When a sword is struck, it goes straight to the nine heavens, or even penetrates the nine heavens and flies into the Qingming.
Each sword is extremely ferocious, has powerful breaking power, has a long range, and is the fastest.
This slash was thousands of feet away in an instant. Wherever the long sword reached, anyone who stood in its way was invincible. Every slash was annihilated in form and spirit.
With a glass of wine and a beauty singing, the sword's heart reaches the sky, cutting off the distracting thoughts of the mortal world, I want to go straight to the nine heavens.
One hundred and eighty breaths later, the singing sound disappeared, and Yu Zecheng said slowly:
"As long as I, Yu Zecheng, come again, as long as I, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, have one person and one sword in my hand, no one can ignore us. I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. Don't leave once you've come. The land here needs fertilizer, so stay here." ”