novelbest Chapter 69: One sword defeats Rong Dao, Ximen sadly throws himself into the net
Chapter 69: One sword defeats Rong Dao, Ximen sadly throws himself into the net
Bei Xuanzun's expression froze, knowing that he still couldn't escape and had to fight.
However, although his strength is not as good as this curly-haired middle-aged man, he should not be defeated miserably.
The two did not escape into the void.
Wuming held his left hand behind his back, and with a wave of his right hand, the swords all over the sky fell down, isolating everyone around the two of them, forming an airtight space.
The power of tens of millions of swords gathered made Bei Xuanzun very frightened.
Even with Wuming's small test, he wasn't sure how to break through the space of the sword formation.
"This is the Ten Thousand Sword Formation. Under a saint, if there is no holy weapon, it is absolutely impossible to break through it!" Wuming said.
Bei Xuanzun nodded.
He has figured it out.
"I only have one sword strike, no matter whether you can block it or not, today's matter will be forsaken!"
After Wuming finished speaking, he made a move with his right hand, and an iron sword among tens of millions of swords appeared in his hand.
Bei Xuanzun looked intently.
This is just the most common sword, not even the standard of a magic weapon.
Just a mortal weapon.
He felt humiliated.
To actually use a mortal sword to defeat him with one move, is this treating me, Beixuan Zun, as those trash?
How does this look down on me?
Beixuanzun's mind moved, and his figure flashed, and he changed into a different outfit.
Wearing a black armor, wearing a black helmet, wearing black cloud boots, and holding a giant shield in his hand, the aura on his body is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the sky and the earth are eclipsed.
His equipment is all Dao artifacts, and that huge shield is a high-level Dao artifact. He spent all his savings to buy it.
With this equipment armed to the teeth, it should be enough to block this blow!
It's nothing more than an ordinary sword, even if you cut it a million times, you can't break your own shield.
Wuming didn't speak, but waited for Beixuanzun to complete his preparations before making a move.
I didn't see much momentum, just swung the sword casually, and even this space didn't see any changes.
Like a sword swung by a mortal.
However, this ordinary sword strike made a hair stand on the back of a late Rong Dao master like Beixuanzun.
He felt the sensation of death.
The last time he felt the threat of death was the last time.
"rule?"
He felt a kind of mysterious power in this sword, which is a power that only the Holy Realm can control.
It is also the realm he has pursued all his life.
Although he considers himself extremely talented, he still has doubts about whether he can break through the holy realm in his lifetime.
After all, it is too difficult to comprehend the rules, and it is too difficult to break through the holy realm.
He hasn't even finished his journey to the Dao Realm yet.
And the person in front of him has already started on the road to the holy land.
Of course, these are not important.
The important thing is that he feels that he is going to be cold.
As a result, the spiritual power in his body surged desperately, and the whole person almost shrank into the armor, and the giant shield released golden light, completely enveloping him.
But in this way, he still felt that it was not enough.
Even with a Dao weapon, he couldn't stop such a sword.
This is completely beyond the scope of the Dao realm, how can the Dao artifact resist it?
"Blood Burning Technique!"
"Burning Soul Technique!"
"Life Burning Technique!"
The three techniques were launched simultaneously, and Bei Xuanzun burned his blood essence, soul and life span at the same time.
The aura on his body has increased by more than three times.
Finally gave him a little confidence to resist.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a split second before Wuming swung his sword.
Suddenly, a white dot appeared in Bei Xuanzun's sight.
It was a flash of sword light.
The white dot continued to enlarge, and instantly the entire space was filled with light, showing its sharpness, piercing directly into the depths of Beixuanzun's soul.
......
Outside, because of the barrier of tens of thousands of swords, no one can clearly see the scene inside, not even Zhao Qingzhou, who is also in the Dao Merging Realm.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of swords dispersed and scattered towards Dafeng City, turning into a rain of swords all over the sky. Under the inexplicable guidance, they flew towards their respective masters.
Only a shirtless young man in a blacksmith's shop in the west of the city did not receive his sword.
......
The group of swords dispersed, and the curly-haired Wuming with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression, first appeared in people's sight.
Then came the extremely miserable Beixuan Zun on the opposite side.
Many eyes are full of surprise and a little sympathy.
At this moment, Bei Xuanzun's black armor was broken, his helmet was knocked aside, and there were countless fragments on the ground in front of him, which could barely be seen as a shield.
The original headband was also broken, and the loose long hair was very messy.
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his breath was sluggish, and he was no longer as aggressive as before.
But, luckily...he's still alive.
It can also be said that it is anonymous.
Although Beixuanzun is arrogant, his mind is not vicious, and he is indeed a genius, and his crime is not worthy of death.
What's more important is that he has a greater role in being alive than in death.
Dagan still doesn't want to enter the Eastern Wilderness yet. Before that time, the top combat power is insufficient, the backbone combat power also needs to grow, and the grassroots armaments also need to be greatly improved.
Now it is just to plant a seed for Donghuang first. In the future, when the army will fight against Donghuang, it will be the time when the seeds will germinate.
"Beixuan's family, withdraw!" Beixuanzun spat out another mouthful of blood, and left the place with his people, his back was extremely embarrassing.
"Patriarch Ximen? Are you ready?"
Just as the people left over there, Zishu's voice rang out here.
Simon celebrated with a sad smile.
King and loser.
The four major families have become the history of Qingzhou from today.
And he, the once high-status Patriarch Ximen, had already doomed his death since he received the life and death card!
"Patriarch, fight them!" Several clan elders beside Ximen celebrated angrily.
"That's right, Patriarch, the patriarch is still at home, so let's rush out alone and go back to convey the news!"
"Yes, there are still many resources in the mansion. In the future, Ximen's family will have a chance to make a comeback!"
"You can also let the ancestors hide in secret, and hunt down the great talents. After all, the ancestors are also in the Dao realm, and they are about to die. Don't care about their reputation, even death can't make them peaceful!"
Just as they were filled with righteous indignation and discussing countermeasures.
A familiar voice came over.
"Celebration boy, why hasn't the matter been resolved? There is a Dao Realm stealing home, quickly resolve the matter here, follow me to chase the enemy... damn it!!"
The sad figure of Ximen appeared beside Ximen Qingqing in Dafeng City.
Followed by several clan elders from the Void Realm.
At this moment, all the senior executives of Ximen's family gathered in Dafeng City.
They were originally trying to arrest the thieves of the Demon Sect and beheaded several Xu Jing, but they still let the Dao Jing escape with a kid who refined Xu.
It is in this direction, thinking that I don't know if the trouble here has been solved, so I will solve it conveniently.
But I didn't expect that there seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere here!
Ximen sadly looked at a familiar corpse on the ground, and the weird eyes of the surrounding Taoist powerhouses, and already felt a little bit of something bad.
Damn, isn't this Nangongyan?
Glimpse of Dao Realm?Ga?
Who the hell did it?
A trace of despair flashed across the faces of Ximen Qingqing and the elders.
There's a fart chance for a comeback.
They've all fallen into the trap of themselves!
Simon's house... gone!
Then under the sad and shocked eyes of all the ghosts and Ximen.
Ximen celebrated and knelt down in the direction of Dagan, begging.
"All the high-level officials of the Ximen family are here. Let them do whatever they want. Please leave some blood for the Ximen family. You don't need to be talented in cultivation. You just want to live a safe life."