I have an altar of luck

The eyes of countless people showed despair.

Even the fourth prince in the world can't stop that hand, they...do they still have hope?

Many people seemed to see their fate.

An invisible mournful cry began to dissipate.

On the other side of the void, Song Yingqiao, the head of the Wudang Seven Sons, frowned, as if thinking of something, he made a tactic with both hands, and from his mustard seed Xumi space, an ancient bronze sword made a "shua" sound and a sword sound.

Chapter 529 The land of the Central Plains, barbarians are forbidden!

Under that giant hand that lifted the sky, the tiny Wei Jinfeng looked very tragic.

It seemed as if it was about to fall completely in the next moment.

There was concern on Wei Wuque's face, his fists were clenched, and the word 'father' was silently recited in his heart.

The remaining major battalion generals of the Northern Liang Army also wanted to rush forward, wanting to share the pressure for Wei Jinfeng.

Nearly 20 Beiliang soldiers, thousands of rivers and lakes warriors, and thousands of people in Liangzhou City all froze in place at this moment, with a tragic atmosphere lingering in their hearts.

Once the prince can't stop them, they will definitely die.

Chen Yuan frowned tightly, only feeling that his whole body was stuck in the mud, and the powerful power made people palpitate.

Is this... the power of the Immortal of the Six Realms?

So strong!

It was just one hand, but Wei Jinfeng couldn't resist it.

Hold the sky with one hand, nothing more than that.

"Senior, do you have such power?" Chen Yuan subconsciously asked.

He has been possessed by Senior Moro several times, but he has never had such power, which is simply shocking. Of course, there may be reasons why Senior Moro himself was seriously injured.

"This is the power of Tao."

Moro's ethereal voice sounded slowly.

"road?"

"Refining emptiness and entering the Tao, the most important thing in the six realms is a word of Tao. This method is indeed very strong, even in the six realms, it is really extraordinary. It is worthy of being the barbarian god of the barbarian royal court."

"Then you..."

"The poor monk has enlightened himself, but your physical body is still too weak. If you use the power of rules, your physical body and primordial spirit will collapse in an instant."

Moro Road.

"Wei Jinfeng can't die now, do we... want to make a move?" Chen Yuan frowned.

He knew very well that once Wei Jinfeng died, Liangzhou would really be doomed, and with Wanyan Tianba's murderous intentions towards him, he might be the one to kill.

So even for himself, he had to make a move.

Keeping Wei Jinfeng is very useful to him.

Once the hundreds of thousands of Beiliang troops are defeated, the Central Plains will be bitten into a huge gap, which is also very inconsistent with his original plan.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no need to rush, the one in Wudang Mountain is already prepared, and the benefactor Wei will not die."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Yuan's brows were relaxed.

But at this moment, at this critical moment, a sword cry soaring into the sky resounded through the sky and the earth.

In an instant, a razor-sharp air slashed directly at the giant hand that supported the sky, and a terrifying roar erupted. Wei Jinfeng, who was originally somewhat desperate, also seized this fleeting opportunity at this moment.

Forcibly breaking open the void with the divine halberd in his hand.

When he appeared, he had already opened a distance of thousands of feet and stopped in front of Liangzhou City. His breath was a little disordered, but at least he didn't suffer too much injury.

In fact, even if that blow fell on him, he would not fall.

Although there is a gap between the Peerless True Monarch and the Immortal of the Six Realms, it does not mean that he is as fragile as an ant, but in that case, he was suddenly targeted.

There is no way to escape.

Will definitely be seriously injured.

And once seriously injured, the situation today is actually no different from failure.

He no longer has the strength to resist Wanyan Tianba.

The real martial arts sword broke through the confinement, the giant hand that lifted the sky did not move immediately, it seemed to have sensed something, but it did not retreat.

All eyes turned to Song Yingqiao, the head of the seven sons of Wudang.

blocked!

Surprises filled everyone's hearts.

The power just now is really desperate, as if it does not exist in one dimension.

Wan Yantian frowned suddenly, staring at the ancient bronze sword in Song Yingqiao's hand:

"True Martial Sword!!!"

In the battle 200 years ago, an immortal in Wudang Mountain held a real martial arts sword to block the invasion of the northern barbarian cavalry. He also witnessed the splendor of that sword back then.

Knowing the horror of this sword, it has already broken through the category of magic weapon and reached the level of "Tao weapon" under the worship and accumulation of Wudang Mountain for nearly a thousand years.

"As long as you know."

Song Yingqiao responded neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hehe, so what if it's an immortal weapon. Without an immortal to hold it, it still can't stop the power of the barbarian god. This sword is not bad. What Wang Ting lacks is a divine sword of subjugation, so this sword makes up for it."

Wanyan Tianba sneered.

After all, a weapon is a weapon, even if it has the word 'immortal' on it, it is not a real fairy after all, without the impetus of the immortals of the six realms, it is not so powerful, and it must be the means of being unable to stop the barbarian gods.

As far as he knew, the immortals of Wudang Mountain had been sitting for many years, and in recent years there had been no peerless True Monarch breakthrough, so this time he vowed to break through Liangzhou.

I just want to take advantage of the weakness of Wudang Mountain and win the first battle.

Wanyan Tianba's voice was heard like a majestic divine voice, which shocked everyone present and dissipated the previous joy.

Only immortals can resist immortals.

Although the True Martial Sword is a rare magical weapon in the world, how can it match a real fairy?

"Brother Song."

Wei Jinfeng frowned and said in a deep voice.

Since the other party brought the real martial arts sword, there may be a way to deal with it, but it's a pity that the old celestial master in Wudang Mountain has been in seclusion for a long time, otherwise he might be able to activate the real martial arts sword.

Song Yingqiao's eyes flickered, thinking of the things that the old heavenly master had entrusted to him before, first he glanced at Wanyan Tianba, and the giant hand that held the sky frozen in the void.

Then he glanced at the earnest gazes below, and said in a deep voice:

"The magic charm hidden in the Zhenwu sword is the immortal weapon of my Wudang Mountain Town Zongzong. The soldiers used in the Zhenwu land back then were already extraordinary.

Can fight immortals! "

"Ok?"

Hearing this sentence, the people present immediately focused their eyes.

Have the opportunity?

"It contains the power left by the immortals of my Wudang Mountains. The barbarian god of the ancient Jin court did not come in real body. The First World War was not a delusion, but... the restrictions are a bit big."

Song Yingqiao said in a deep voice.

"What are the restrictions?"

Wei Jinfeng immediately asked.

"The weapon of the immortal is not something that mortals can use. When it is really activated, the Dao Yun will overwhelm the warrior, annihilate it in an instant, and hold it for a lifetime."

Song Yingqiao said word by word.

"It's okay, let me come!"

There was some determination on Wei Jinfeng's face.

His cultivation is the strongest person present, and he is also the most suitable person to handle the real martial arts sword. If he can't do it, the others can't do it either.

Now that he has reached this point, he has no chance to back down.

Behind him are tens of thousands of people in Liangzhou, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Northern Liang Army. He is the object of admiration in the hearts of countless people. For Liangzhou, he is willing to take risks!

"My lord, let the future come."

"My lord, let the future come."

"My lord, you can't make any mistakes. The Beiliang Army still needs you to lead it. Let the last general try it. He will die without regret."

Hearing Wei Jinfeng's words, the chief generals of several battalions of the Beiliang Army spoke one after another, their eyes flushed.

This is not deliberate but the expression of true feelings.

For the sake of the prince and the Beiliang army, they are willing to sacrifice their lives.

Wanyan Tianba watched the people below scrambling forward to die, a contemptuous smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, he just felt that he was watching a good show, ants would always be ants.

How can a mayfly shake a tree?

"Brave God, take this opportunity to suppress and kill in one fell swoop!"

Wanyan Tianba is not going to give these time, it is more appropriate to die earlier.

But unexpectedly, the giant hand that held up the sky did not move at all, as if it had frozen.

Chen Yuan frowned, and asked quickly:

"Senior, what's going on?"

"It was the Taoist friend from Wudang Mountain that temporarily affected the void, but he couldn't show up and do it. It didn't take a moment for this barbarian god to eliminate these influences."

"understood."

Song Yingqiao looked at the strong men of the Beiliang Army who were scrambling to wield the real martial arts sword, and slowly shook his head and said:

"The real martial arts sword has a spirit, and it will choose its own master, so you don't have to fight for it."

"The fairy sword has a spirit?"

Everyone's eyes, including Wei Jinfeng's, focused on the Zhenwu sword in Song Yingqiao's hand at this moment.

A few breaths of time have passed since the fight just now.

Seeing that the Man God didn't move at all, Wanyan Tianba was startled, and quickly used the secret method to respond. For some reason, he felt something bad in his heart.

But the Man God didn't move, and the strong men on the Northern Man side didn't move either, they just looked at Wanyan Tianba, waiting for his order.

Song Yingqiao didn't want to procrastinate, after all, he couldn't pin his hopes on the northern barbarian side, and immediately sacrificed the real martial arts sword in his hand, and the ancient bronze sword shone brightly in the void again.

A sword cry resounded in everyone's ears.

In the crowd, Zuo Chengzong's face tightened, and he quickly suppressed his agitation, so as not to let others see his strangeness.

After the sound of the sword, the real martial sword quickly turned into a stream of light in the void, but the place where it stayed surprised everyone present, because the real martial sword stopped right in front of Chen Yuan.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Chen Yuan!

It turned out to be Chen Yuan!

Everyone, including Wei Jinfeng, was startled. Even the strong Huayang master wielding the real martial arts sword is close to death, but if Chen Yuan wields it, isn't it... ten deaths and no life? ! ! !

No one knew that Chen Yuan had already known the current situation in advance, and he was not surprised at the choice of the master of the real martial arts sword, because it was all planned by the old celestial master.

It seems that the fairy sword is the master at random, but in fact it is planned by someone.

It's just like……

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan calmly glanced at everyone present, and slowly stretched out his hand, ready to hold the True Martial Immortal Sword hanging in front of him.

"Chen Qingshi!"

Suddenly, someone called out in the silence.