The Sword Dynasty - 880. Chapter 879

There seemed to be golden wave peanuts on the sword, and when the ripples surged and separated from the sword body, they turned into patches of golden phoenix feathers.

Countless bright yellow sword auras condensed into substance, like thousands of phoenix feathers flying from his sword, dense like a blizzard, escaping to the surrounding world.

Thousands of thunder and fire were torn apart, only a pale star fire, like a candle in the wind, was dancing in the bright yellow sword air.

This is truly breaking the road with force.

With the generation and excitation of these sword qi, Yuan Wu’s body is constantly expanding in the perception of everyone, even ordinary people, becoming huge, becoming infinite, and becoming straight into the endless void.

He is like an unimaginable giant, connected to the sky.

Without using any tricks, he relied on pure strength to crush all the charms, and forced out this hidden star fire sword of Zheng Xiu.

This is the power of the eight realms, but compared with the Lushan Union, his control of the power of the eight realms is obviously very skillful and arbitrary.

The sharp concussion produced thousands of phoenix feathers of sword aura, and the sword in his hand went from the sharp concussion to absolute stillness without the slightest pause.

In the next instant, the sword in his hand was already handed out toward the cold spark.

The momentary reversal from extreme movement to sudden silence, this fragment that does not seem to conform to the laws of heaven and earth, caused countless practitioners present to even feel uncomfortable.

The bright yellow sword light touched the pale star fire with great accuracy.

But it was not a slash, but a slap.

Obviously it was a narrow sword light, but in the void it was like a giant wave flapping, with a muffled sound, the pale star fire was abruptly reversed, and counterattacked towards Zheng Xiu.

The spark is only a little dispersed, and its power is only slightly weakened.

Ding Ning had a secret sword intent, but after all, it was just borrowing some sword intent, just like grabbing some traces of sword energy passing through. It was different from a sword like Yuan Wu.

Zhao Yi couldn’t see such a picture, but everything he perceives and sees is clearer than most people present.

He couldn’t help but shook his head.

He didn’t expect Yuan Wu to be so powerful.

Even though his own realm today is no longer comparable to that of the battle on the Weihe River back then, he is certain in his heart that he may not be able to hold the full sword of Yuan Wu when he replaces himself.

There was a muffled sound in the air.

Zheng Xiu’s body had already separated from the hull and jumped into the air.

The battle between practitioners of the level like her and Yuan Wu was originally to see who can take the lead and always control the rhythm of the battle in his own hands.

With the help of that talisman, she herself has seized the opportunity.

However, Yuan Wu turned offensive to defensive while breaking her sword intent.

This pale star fire is still dozens of feet away from her, and the terrifying vitality power has already hit her body guard, pressing her abruptly from mid-air.

Her feet fell to the ground.

A wave of air visible to the naked eye spread from her ankle to the surrounding air.

The ground of the port under her feet was covered with cyan rocks.

This kind of rock is extremely hard. After countless years of port use, the rolling of horses and wagons, and the friction of cables, they only leave shallow traces, and they just polish the surface smoothly.

However, as this wave of air spread, the hard rock showed cracks like spider webs, which spread rapidly, and the inside was like a kettle of boiling water, sneered and gushed out energy.

The stone chips flew up and hit the ship on the shore of the harbor, making a terrible crash.

The ships began to shake violently, and dense wounds appeared on the hull.

A strange brilliance flashed in Zheng Xiu’s indifferent eyes, and she did not expect Yuan Wu’s cultivation to have reached such a level.

However, neither her mood nor her body was shaken in the slightest.

Her feet were pierced like nails on the harbour floor that was constantly bursting and exploding, and she stretched out her hands toward the pale starfire falling on the face.

With a bang, it was as if an oven had been erected in the world.

The heat, which was so hot that people outside the port felt unbearable, rushed freely from her hands to the heavens and the earth.

At the center of the oven is the small sword held tightly in her palm.

The moment when the two sword lights were facing each other, the pale star fire shattered easily like burnt paper ash.

Zhao Si’s natal sword itself has been tempered for a long time in the turbulence of the star fire. This kind of spark can not pose any threat to it. On the contrary, many scattered stars are instantly absorbed by this natal sword. .

The body of this flaming little sword was surrounded by pale flames and became huge.

Zheng Xiu’s movements were stable to the point of stagnation, but this sword light was so fast that it surpassed the perception of the vast majority of cultivators present.

Jian Guang broke through the air instantly and pierced Yuan Wu’s eyebrows.

In the blazing star, Yuan Wu’s facial features were illuminated almost transparently, and his pupils seemed to be burning.

“This is the Zhao Jian furnace sword you have raised for a long time?”

However, a joking smile flashed from the corner of his mouth.

As this smile bloomed, the unimaginable vitality of the heavens and the earth rushed out of his body.

Accompanied by the horrible tearing sound, those condensed and entangled pale star fires were shaken away from this natal sword, and turned into floating candlelight-like objects, shooting outwards.

The natal sword in Zheng Xiu’s hand is still moving forward, even with her body, bringing out the afterimage of the road in the air.

The bright yellow long sword in his hand that had just completed the slap was lifted very simply and violently, and then, like a long stick, it slammed down at Zheng Xiu!

Countless cracked glass sounded in the air.

The sword bodies of the two swords did not really meet, but the collision between the vitality had caused Zheng Xiu’s body to be shaken back in an instant.

Her body slanted miserably like a geese with folded wings, flew over the still shaking ships, and slammed heavily on the surface of the Weihe River.

Yuan Wu’s hands holding the sword swayed slightly, and his knees were slightly bent, but instead of trying to relieve his strength, he used his strength again!

In the next instant, his figure had disappeared in place.

Today is not a complicated battle formation. All he needs to deal with is Zheng Xiu alone, so he doesn’t need to be stingy with the true essence in his body.

This kind of tactics is not beautiful, but it is very practical and domineering.

His figure has reached the top of Zheng Xiu.

This is a sense of speed and momentum that shocks everyone present.

The wind he brought up caused many smaller ships to capsize and crash into the water while shaking.

The sword in his hand was already lifted, and in the next instant, this sword smashed down like a giant stick, enough to smash Zheng Xiu into the bottom of the river!

However, at this time, something unexpected happened.

The sword in Zheng Xiu’s hand was handed out faster than him.

In other words, Zheng Xiu’s sword intent was displayed and formed faster than him.