Chapter 1594
The sword light swept across the sky, and it was about to stab Mo Junrong in the throat.
But when there were still nine inches in the distance, Mo Junrong raised the ax of destiny to cover his face and neck.
There were two crisp sounds, and the Sha Nian swordplay hit the axe, causing a large number of sparks to collide.
The power of heaven and earth compressed in the sword light shattered and fell like ice cubes, and did not explode.
The corners of Ren Hua's eyes twitched slightly, her best swordsmanship of killing thoughts could be easily blocked by the axe.
Worthy of being a divine weapon, it was really extraordinary.
The compressed power in the sword move did not explode, which shows that the divine ax can not only affect the power of heaven and earth in the environment, but also affect the attack moves it comes into contact with.
Mo Junrong doesn't know how to be kind to Lecturer Ren Hua, nor does he have any tricks of humility.
After catching the Sha Nian sword technique, he immediately drew out a firestone long sword, and stabbed forward suddenly with the sword in his left hand.
The golden-red light on the surface of the body bursts out and lingers, and the divine ring, which symbolizes the power of the divine place, instantly appears behind the head.
At the same time, the power of heaven and earth forms a unique pattern, forming a sword formula with the position where the left hand holds the hilt.
Seeing the symbol of the sword formula, Ren Hua's heart skipped a beat: "It's a hundred-step piercing sword!"
As soon as the name of the sword move came to mind, Mo Junrong's figure turned into an afterimage and rushed towards him.
The firestone long sword and the body seemed to merge into one, turning into a sharp arrow, and it was in front of Renhua in the blink of an eye.
Yan Hua knew something was wrong, Mo Junrong had practiced Wenjianzong for many years, and was very familiar with himself as the suzerain.
What I practice is "Sword of Killing Nian", which pays attention to the intangibility of sword moves, and moves freely.
The most commonly used method is to focus on the sword's edge with eyes, and suddenly launch a long-range attack.
Correspondingly, "Sword of Killing Nian" is inferior to other sword techniques in terms of close combat.
It is necessary to practice an additional sword art or sword technique, preferably the kind that fights with a sword, to make up for the shortcomings of the Sha Nian Sword Art.
Mo Junrong pierced through the air with a hundred steps, quickly closing the distance between the two sides, obviously trying to catch the flaws in his swordsmanship.
Blade Hua has served as suzerain for many years,
Having experienced thousands of battles, how could it be possible for Mo Junrong to easily fulfill his wish.
Pinching the sword finger with the right hand, swinging the sword horizontally to the left, and using the floating sword in the air to slide sideways.
Renhua's wandering sword is very delicate, which coincides with the natural meaning of heaven and earth. When it is cast, it blends into the atmosphere of the environment for a short time.
After Mo Junrong's spirit locked on the Youshen Sword appeared, he suddenly broke away, and the target of the Baibu Piercing Sword was also immediately lost.
It's like a slippery loach, which is obviously already in the hand, but suddenly twists and turns.
The hundred-step piercing sword pierced the air, and Mo Junrong turned his head to look at Ren Hua, who was dodging sideways, and found that his spirit had successfully locked again.
So it turns out that Blade Hua's Swimming Sword has the effect of getting rid of the lock only at the moment of casting.
Then change your own move and use a more durable sword technique.
Mo Junrong's left wrist shook, but instead of retracting the power of heaven and earth on the fire stone long sword, he directly forcibly changed the flow method.
"Curly Cloud Falling Rain Sword!"
The red long sword clattered open to both sides, splitting into more than 30 sword lights of the same size, flying into the air with the swing of the arm.
After rising seven or eight feet, the sword light fell like a torrential rain, stabbing at Renhua head and face.
Blade Hua didn't panic, she squinted her eyes and stared at the falling Jian Guangyu, her body swayed slightly in the air twice, avoiding most of the falling route of Jian Guang.
Then four foot-long killing intent sword lights blasted out from his eyes, smashing the four cirrus clouds and falling rain swords in the middle, easily breaking Mo Junrong's offensive.
After a short fight, Renhua had completely calmed down, and put the anger behind her.
"Mo Junrong, don't you still use the "Dragon Slaying Sword Art"?
These simple sword techniques, if you want to hurt the old man, unless the old man is confused. "
Blade Hua's cold voice was extremely harsh to Mo Junrong's ears, and his heart was as restless as a cat's scratching.
He put away the fire stone long sword, and held the Destiny Ax again with both hands, his cheeks twitched showing a hint of ferocity.
"Old man, you asked for it! Ha, the dragon wags its tail!"
With a loud shout, the seemingly ordinary halo behind Mo Junrong's head suddenly exploded with countless beams of far-reaching divine light.
The nine Fuyuan divine lights symbolize the Nine Heavens of the Divine Place, and Mo Junrong's Fuyuan divine lights are as numerous as a cow's hair, which obviously cannot be judged by common sense.
At the same time, the surface of the gray stone ax in his hand was suddenly filled with golden-red light.
The originally smooth and rough stone surface began to writhe like a living muscle.
Vessel-like network lines emerge from the stone handle, twisting and circling densely.
On the surface of the axe, the texture of mountains, rivers and rivers is even more visible, like a detailed map depicting the original Yunxiu Continent.
Swinging the divine axe, the golden-red light follows the blade of the axe, forming a dragon-shaped cloud belt.
But this time, the cloud bands are no longer blurry, nor are they simply outlines.
The dragon head, dragon body, and dragon claws are so clear that even every piece of scale can be clearly seen.
The golden red light dragon was like a living real dragon, pushing through the air and roaring loudly, sweeping across its body and sweeping its tail towards Ren Hua.
Ren Hua's face was solemn, he had never seen such a "Dragon Slaying Sword Art".
"Dragon Slaying Sword Art" is the secret sword art of Wen Jianzong, only a very few people are qualified to practice it, usually the chief elder or suzerain.
Renhua is very clear about the content of the sword formula and the effect it exerts. The force of heaven and earth or energy can form a cloud-like shape that imitates a real dragon under the action of the sword move.
However, there has never been any record in the Zongli that the dragon-shaped clouds imitated by the sword moves can be so fake as the real ones.
"It must be the effect of the blessing of the Destiny Axe, this move cannot be forced!"
Renhua reacted quickly, opened his eyes wide and shot out two sword lights of killing intent, and grabbed the handle of the axe of destiny.
At the same time, he propped up a circular sword light as a shield, and blocked it on the line of the dragon's tail.
As soon as this was done, there was a loud bang in the air, and Jian Guang was shattered by the golden and red dragon tail.
The dragon's tail was unstoppable, still moving forward at a very high speed, sweeping past the position of Renhua.
The two killing intent sword lights attacking the handle of the axe did not achieve the desired effect.
Mo Junrong didn't intend to let go of his hand to dodge, instead he swung his palm horizontally and slapped the gray sword light away.
If you observe carefully, you will find that Mo Junrong's hands are also gray like a magic axe.
It's like the palm becomes a part of the ax and has the same material.
Just as Ren Hua and Mo Junrong were fighting, a figure in a white gown embroidered with dry clouds was moving quickly in the aisle inside the boat that covered the sun with clouds.
Zheng Qiu left the core cockpit, and followed the new sign boards hung by the disciples of Qian Yunzong, all the way down to the bottom of Tianzhou.
It was dark and quiet here, just like when I was here before.
But the difference is that some dull noises are constantly coming from under the floor.
The sound is far away, maybe four or five floors away, and it is necessary to continue to go down to find out the reason.
Turning around a corner of the corridor, Zheng Qiu found a vague footprint on the passage without a sign ahead.
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