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Chapter 1029

"It doesn't seem to be difficult!"

Long Yang twitched his lips, saying that the Dian Cang sword technique is profound and profound, and simple and simple, it is nothing more than condensing the power to one point.

Just like drawing a knife to cut, all the attacks are condensed to the small section of the blade, burst out in an instant, and kill the enemy with one blow.

However, this is easier said than done.

From the shape of the weapon, the material of the scabbard, the posture of holding the sword, the direction of drawing the sword, the degree of body twist, the timing and direction of the force from the arm to the wrist, the movement of the thumb of the hand holding the scabbard to the scabbard...

The seemingly simple one-hit drawing of the sword actually involves hundreds of links, and each link can extend vertically and horizontally to thousands of details.

It is precisely because of these thousands of detailed studies that Draw the Sword has developed a genre from a simple move.

The same is true of the unique technique of the Diancang Sword School. A straight stabbing movement was played out by them, and they made a fuss, and it developed into a civilization.

Long Yang was very curious about the movement of the caster clapping his hands just now, the flying sword can burst out with such a powerful speed and power, which made his defense of the eight or nine profound skills and the addition of the heaven and earth dharma feel in danger.

"Strong is strong, but the accuracy is a little bit worse."

puff!

The Longyang Town Demon Sword flew out, beheading the man's head with one sword, and the tyrannical sword energy gushed out, and the phantom of the three-headed dragon loomed in the twilight-like sword energy.

The three-headed jiao was supposed to be beheaded by Yang Jian and turned into a three-pointed double-edged sword, but the three-headed jiao became Long Yang's chance and was refined into the Demon Suppressing Sword.

The moment the sword passed the broken neck, the three-headed flood dragon rushed out with a whimper, entered the body along the broken neck and swam around, and then flew out with a small ball in its mouth.

Jindan!

The New Immortal Realm is similar to the World of Conferred Gods. God-level powerhouses are equivalent to the Golden Core Dao. As long as the Golden Core is there, they can continue to survive even if they lose their bodies, and even reshape their bodies through special means.

However, without the golden elixir, not only is there no way to recover, but also the chance of reincarnation is gone.

This is the dangerous part of practice. If you succeed, you will live as long as the sky, but if you fail, you will be an eunuch.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the others turned green.

"Zhuzi is so vicious, he can kill people's lives, but he even harvests souls and destroys people's cultivation."

After Jindan Dao, the rules of life and death were broken to a certain extent, especially the rules of heaven in the New Immortal Realm were broken, and the constraints of the rules became weaker.

Therefore, many people whose physical bodies have been destroyed will take other paths of practice, and even seize their homes.

In the Diancang Sword Sect, there are many people who specialize in finding the bodies of important people. Some children from poor families turned over and lived a life of high-quality jade in one fell swoop, and their families also set foot on the road to wealth.

All he has to pay is to sacrifice his life whenever necessary for the benefactor to take away. If the benefactor is safe in his life, they will naturally live a long life.

The price at which more than 100 catties of meat can be sold for more than 100 catties of gold is very fair to the poor.

These nine people all have doubles, and there is more than one. Men, women, tall, short, fat, and thin, all ages are complete, in order to experience a different life.

However, the golden core is gone, and the soul has been taken away, so it is useless to prepare more substitutes.

But Long Yang laughed out loud.

On the battlefield, everything is used to the extreme, and when dealing with the conquered, they also use unscrupulous means to persecute, squeeze, and suck the marrow.

The so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality are nothing more than a cloth to wipe your mouth after eating blood, and it is a lie to keep the captive livestock from running or making trouble, obediently pulling their necks and killing them.

"Ridiculous! If you don't have the consciousness of mortal death, don't go to the battlefield!"

After finishing speaking, Longyang Tan grabbed the Demon Suppressing Sword into his hand, and then rushed towards the eight people like a dragon swimming.

He already understood the tricks of the Diancang Sword Sect.

A little cold light came first, and then the sword pierced the sky.

However, like drawing a knife and cutting, the Diancang Sword also has the defect of being too forceful and unsustainable.

There is only one chance to attack, and even if you attack, it is only a stab. If you hit the enemy, you will be killed, and if you miss it, you will be killed.

Therefore, although one is against eight, Long Yang has no fear at all.

It's just a tiger without minions, and I can't help it.

The eight members of the Dian Cang Sword Sect also understood the strength of their opponents, and they couldn't hit their proud unique skills, so they could only compete in sword skills and sword energy.

However, Long Yang rushed into the crowd and fought in all directions at night with one move. This ordinary move burst out with incomparable power.

All eight people felt that the mountain was pressing down on the top, and the majestic sword energy rushed to their faces, pouring down from the top, and their whole bodies were crushed so that they could not move.

Although eight people besieged one, there was an illusion of being surrounded by the opponent.

The eight of them moved at the same time, the fierce sword light and majestic sword energy howling, especially when stabbing, the tip of the sword would always bloom a little cold.

There was a golden light in Longyang's eyebrows, and the vertical pupils opened.

The people facing him all felt that their eyes were scorching and they couldn't see anything. They opened their eyes forcibly and felt double images in front of them.

In the blink of an eye, Long Yang flew out of the encirclement, and the people who passed by him clutched their necks in confusion, and only realized that they were dead when they watched the three dragons flying out of their necks.

He didn't understand how he died, he only knew that the armor on his body was useless and didn't play any defensive role.

"kill!"

Nezha and the disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect came over to hide and kill, and more than [-] people flew with their swords and fell from the sky.

The defensive array on Fukong Mountain was demolished by Long Yang, and it immediately failed to function. In just a few minutes, a huge gap opened, and the Shilipo Sword Sect took advantage of the gap.

The disciples stationed on Fukong Mountain also lifted off one after another and formed an array.

The sword energy turned into a sword, falling from the sky like a torrential rain, and 10,000+ people performed Wanjian Jue at the same time. The magnificent scene was full of visual impact and spiritual shock.

The disciples of the Diancang Sword Sect propped up their sword energy shields one after another, and at the same time clasped their palms together vigorously, as if pulling a crossbow on a bed, and then slapped their palms, and rushed out like flying swords and shooting stars.

The Dian Cang sword is too sharp, and the disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect have no experience in dealing with it, let alone the speed of the flying sword can be so fast, surpassing the limit of hearing and hearing.

Almost at the moment when he saw that bit of cold light, the flying sword had passed through his chest.

Corpses fell from the sky one after another. If they fell from such a height, their bodies would definitely be smashed to pieces.

More corpses are out of gravity, floating in the air with numerous rubble.

If the Shilipo Sword Sect wins, the people who clean up the battlefield will help them collect the corpses and put them in the ground for peace. If not, no one will care about them, and they can only drift forever.

Fortunately, under the leadership of Long Yang and Nezha, the Shilipo Sword Sect once again achieved an overwhelming victory.

The disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect were cleaning the battlefield, occupying various important strongholds, and counting personnel and supplies.

Long Yang found a palm-sized flying sword from several leaders.

"Thank God, the key to control Feijian was not destroyed!"

(End of this chapter)