The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 82

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The crowd attacked like rain, or held knives, or swords, or danced spears, or swung hammers, and they attacked Xu Zifan with boundless energy. The tables, chairs, benches, teapots, and wine glasses shattered on the ground.

However, such an attack could not break through within five meters of Xu Zifan's body. The sword light was like a curtain, the sword energy was mighty, the defense was unparalleled, all evil spirits were warded off, everything was guarded, and the attacks of the powerful were isolated.

At this time, Xu Zifan was using the Yangwu swordsmanship. He is now a master of swordsmanship. He is not under the clear wind.

"call……"

A cold wind came, mixed with white frost, and swept towards Xu Zifan. It was Zuo Lengchan who killed him. He was holding a broad sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xu Zifan, and quickly killed him from the air.

The temperature in this area dropped rapidly, and the surrounding heroes looked horrified. They only felt a chilling chill approaching their body, and then they all retreated three feet away.

Zuo Lengchan was surrounded by three meters of cold wind, mixed with white frost, and before the person arrived, his sword intent had already manifested, and he suddenly came.

I saw that Zuo Lengchan was running the broad sword in his hand at high speed in the cold wind. The mystery was very mysterious.

The void in front of him gradually turned yellow, somewhat illusory, like a mirage. With the operation of Zuo Lengchan's swordsmanship, the illusory yellow quickly became real, and everyone could finally see clearly that it was a piece of yellow Diffuse world.

The yellow sand is rolling, the vast expanse is endless, and there is a faint dust in the air, everything is distorted, and everything looks a little hazy, desolate and simple.

"Woooo..."

In the depths of the rolling yellow sand, there was a faint sound of a horn, as if it came from the desolate ancient battlefield, majestic, powerful and tragic.

"Da da da……"

There was the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the ground, rolling yellow sand, boundless and hazy, and looming, you could see battle flags moving, and thousands of troops and horses galloping in the gust of wind.

Soon, the scene became clear. In this rolling yellow sand world, thousands of troops were galloping, and the soldiers were immediately dressed in armor and holding spears and halberds.

"Boom...boom..."

There are war drums beating, the rhythm is very slow, but in this world, the atmosphere is more solemn.

"kill……"

Thousands of troops, ten thousand horses, came galloping, invincible, unstoppable, and magnificent. At this moment, people shouted horses neighing, and there was a sound of iron and blood killing, and it was sonorous.

This kind of vision is precisely the manifestation of the Songshan Sword Art and Sword Intent, forming an independent world, invincible and unstoppable.

The surrounding powers were deeply shocked when they saw Zuo Lengchan's shot at this time. He was indeed a peerless master, far surpassing them.

At this time, Xu Zifan looked up at the Zuo Lengchan sword intent manifesting, the yellow sand rolling in the heaven and earth, deep in his eyes, a flash of approval flashed, Zuo Lengchan, one of the three great masters of the right way, did not let him down. .

In this world, all the way of martial arts, the will of martial arts can manifest Xiaotiandi, he has only met Feng Qingyang, and today he met another one, Zuo Lengchan, which surprised him.

Although he could feel that Zuo Lengchan's sword intent Xiaotiandi might be a lot worse than Feng Qingyang's Sword Intent Xiaotiandi and could not affect people's spirits, but it was still very good, indicating that Zuo Lengchan had his own way in swordsmanship. road.

Yes, Zuo Lengchan is not only ambitious, but also has excellent aptitude. His martial arts talent is far beyond ordinary people. In the original book, in the past few decades, he has eliminated the waste and preserved the essence, and has used all kinds of tricks in the Songshan School of swordsmanship that are not cruel enough. The dignified postures were revised one by one, making the [-]-way swordsmanship of Songshan School perfect. Although he did not create a new swordsmanship, he could be regarded as a major contributor to the arrangement of Songshan swordsmanship.

The white sword light is shining, the holy light is rippling, the light curtain of the sword net is splendid and dazzling, and the meaning of grandeur flows out. Several people.

"Dangdangdangdang..." A series of dense weapon collision sounds came, and the rolling yellow sand covered the sky, colliding with the sword net light curtain around Xu Zifan. In the competition, it is necessary to decide whether to win or lose, and the battle is high. Down.

Songshan swordsmanship, pays attention to momentum, wide opening and closing, and unparalleled power, so the Songshan faction, up to the head, down to the elders, disciples, and the standard swords are all broad swords.

The yellow sand is rolling, boundless, with thousands of troops and horses, magnificent, and killed from the air, with the taste of iron and blood, and the confidence of invincibility.

At this time, in the main hall of the Songshan School, the atmosphere was heavy, Zuo Lengchan was running the sword light, mysterious and extraordinary, with unparalleled power. It swayed under the momentum, and there was a creaking sound between the beams, as if it would collapse and collapse at any time.

The surrounding group of heroes looked at each other at this time, the depths of their eyes were full of astonishment, and they deeply felt the gap between themselves and the peerless masters.

boom!
Yangwu swordsmanship is unparalleled in defense. At this time, it is colliding with the heaven and earth transformed by the sword intent. The yellow sand is rolling and the wind is howling, but it is disappearing and annihilating.

Thousands of troops galloping, battle flags hunting, spears and spears gleaming with a cold metallic luster, and they are inexorable and murderous, but at this moment they are also dying out, mysteriously disappearing.

At this time, this piece of rolling yellow sand was burnt down like a picture scroll. The rolling yellow sand inside, and the iron-blooded soldiers were annihilated piece by piece, just like the whole world was breaking, dying, and destroying.

And it was the white holy light that burned this picture scroll, with a mighty meaning, sweeping the ten directions and sweeping away all evil.

boom!
The cold wind, mixed with frost, swept over and overwhelmed the sky.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan's expression was dignified, his eyes showed ruthlessness, his whole body was agitated, his icy infuriating energy circulated, and a thick white mist shrouded his body, while the sword light in his hand danced, and a cold wind whistled.

At this moment, although the heaven and earth transformed by his sword intent were still filled with rolling yellow sand and thousands of troops were galloping, the whole world was now cold and ruthless.

Immediately afterwards, the grains of yellow sand gradually turned white and became ice crystals, exuding a biting chill, and the thousands of troops seemed to be bathed in ice and snow at this time, with white ice all over their bodies. Slag, cold and ruthless, like coming from that snowy polar region, with cold air, killing generals.

Xu Zifan looked at the scene in front of him, the color of approval in his eyes was even heavier, the purple mist rolled around his body, the long sword in his hand was also covered with a layer of purple at this time, the sword light danced, the purple infuriating spread, the sword shadows were intertwined horizontally and vertically, and the white sword net The light curtain quickly turned purple, like a purple wall of gods, with awe-inspiring righteousness, impossibility to break through, and a higher level of defense.

Silently, the world transformed by Zuo Lengchan's sword intent was once again melting and annihilating, like ice and snow meeting charcoal fire.

"how is this possible?"

Zuo Lengchan was shocked at this time, he had already exerted his greatest ability in kendo, but he still couldn't deal with this Huashan disciple?

(End of this chapter)