Chapter 132 – Thunder in the Eight Directions

Huang Qing believes that Xu Fengyen’s strength is not difficult to break a heavenly thunder, but definitely do not believe that Xu Fengyen can be punished on behalf of others, this is like the court, the North Mang female emperor under the wrath of a person to die, any of you is the Topaz Bodhisattva’s martial arts skills, military service, but also can not stop the emperor’s decision, this has nothing to do with cultivation, the cycle of the heavens has its own rules. But the scene in front of Huang Qing can not believe, this is really beyond the North Mang sword Qi near the limit of imagination. Copperman ancestor sacrificed the solemn hundreds of feet of heavenly king law behind, phallic towering, overlooking all life, head and black clouds flush, the body is walking to the Huang Qing near the chest of the knife through the body, but there is not the slightest blood flow, the hidden deep banishment people calmly explained: “this son expected Xu Longxiang will certainly have a breakthrough day, there are ambush padding, but I do not know to what kind of secret art! The only thing is that he doesn’t know what secret technique he used to transfer Xu Longxiang’s qi to himself, and this kind of maneuver will only cause more heavenly chastisement.”

Huang Qing’s rhinoceros moved, sighed: “Mostly is that the red armor of the runic general who has seen the light of day, otherwise Xu Longxiang’s body is born as a diamond, if you add a runic armor to increase the strength of the battlefield, it’s no different from adding to the snake’s foot, originally I thought it was the aversion to victory of the ancestral court of the Taoist religion, Longhu Mountain, which was used to suppress Xu Longxiang’s elevation of his realm, but it seems to me that he has underestimated the mindset of Xu Fengyian, Huang Qing heard by chance that Lvzu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, has been a place of worship for the past three years, and that he is a good example. Incidentally heard that Lu Zu of Wudang Mountain has the art of cups and pouring the sea, not surprisingly, that talisman armor is a cup, in order to carry Xu Longxiang’s qi.”

The Copper Man Master Ancestor whose qi surged pondered briefly and nodded, “Eight or nine is not far from the truth.”

The ancestor did not count on the young man’s left-handed knife, directly into the battlefield, this knife without delay, mixed with a similar hundred years ago, a nameless Taoist subdued the devil Liu Songtao’s metaphysical power, even the bronze man ancestor can only retreat again and again, unable to resist, if not Xu Fengyen’s will is not in the killing and chose to take the initiative to pull out the knife, then he really may even the Heavenly King Dharma phase can not come out, and thus fall. He would have fallen. In the sight of the bronze master, that Xu Longxiang finally angry and among the realm of the heavenly image, the gas of the evil auger lingers all over the body, and now I am afraid that Huang Qing is not a rival at all, his own phantom may not be able to subdue.

Copperman Master Ancestor said blandly, “Huang Qing, you should step back. The Heavenly Tribulation is about to descend, there’s no need to be dragged and dragged through the jade here.”

Huang Qing bitterly said, “Master Ancestor, if Huang Qing retreats, he will be ashamed of the sword in his hand, and will have no hope of reaching the peak of the Sword Dao for the rest of his life.”

How he is not clear at this time crazy Xu Longxiang to carry or not to carry down the heavenly tribulation first two say, but to free up his hands to let him Huang Qing can not eat the pocket is more than enough.

Huang Qing looked down to the famous sword fixed wind wave, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, face surfaced a touch of determination smile, looked up to the front, gripping the long sword instead of stepping forward, “Against the current boat, not to advance is to retreat! Perhaps today is the opportunity for Huang Qing to step into the Sword Immortal realm.”

Copperman Master Ancestor said softly, “My intuition tells me that things will take a turn for the worse today. It’s fine if you don’t retreat, keep an eye on the two brothers for me, I’m going to add some boiling water to the melting pot above my head and completely cut off Xu Longxiang’s chance of survival.”

As the Copper Man Master Ancestor by Huang Qing’s side slowly raised his hand, the Heavenly King Dharma Phase on top of the sky also raised his arms, his palms fiercely joined together, blowing out rounds and rounds of golden ripples, and the aftermath of the sound curled up.

It seemed like a thing was born in the center of the palm.

Huang Qing erected his sword in front of his body and began to build up his momentum.

There is another scene of vision in the distance, Xu Fengyen pressed the arm on top of Xu Longxiang’s head, the red silk whisking, such as a thousand slender red snakes spitting in unison, crazy to draw on Xu Longxiang’s seven or eight black jiao qi flame.

Those red silk was once the human cat Han Sable Temple to finger Xuan kill heavenly image of the bottom of the box mastery.

Now Xu Fengnian used to “steal” his brother’s heavenly image realm.

The thunder in the sky is like a boulder rolling away in the clouds that look like black silk, the sound is even stronger.

Thunder roared, purple electricity intertwined, in the air on the clouds as if there were countless celestial immortals in the loud anger.

The anger of a man, blood splattered five steps. The wrath of the son of heaven, a million corpses.

Then at this moment above the nine heavens of the immortal anger, how should it be?

Xu Fengyen withdrew his hand, gently pushed the immobile Xu Longxiang, and pushed his younger brother Huang Baner out a few miles away.

Xu Fengyen looked at the sky, the purple thunder wandered through the clouds, like a tail of dragon through the sea.

Xu Fengyen held the Northern Liang Sword in his hand, looked up at the sky, smiled for no reason and said to himself, “Xu Snapdragon, what do you think of that scene, does it look like a dragon robe and python costume?”

Huang Qing unprecedentedly showed awe to a person, rumor had it that Wang Xianzhi once possessed the chest of an enemy of the world, and his patriarchal aura far exceeded the rest of the nine people in the martial arts evaluation.

And at this moment Xu Fengnian, facing the heavenly tribulation alone, also has the same aura of a hidden enemy.

Huang Qing closed his eyes and remembered his life since he started practicing with his sword as if he was walking on a horse.

This sword qi near in the “rules” a sword without success, the state of mind is damaged, almost equal to the mountain nine refu lost all the efforts, but after witnessing Xu Fengyen stand by the sword, the stone of other mountains can attack jade, take the opportunity to touch the threshold of the land immortal, the faltering realm is actually a blessing due to the disaster, steadily climbed.

Huang Qing opened his eyes, his expression solemn, “Just waiting for me, Huang Qing, to become a new sword by observing the thunder fall, and later on, I will honor you, the King of Northern Liang, with my newly enlightened Sword Immortal one sword.”

Lightning thundered, and the sky was like a hole was blown open.

The second purple thunderbolt came crashing down!

Instead of descending straight down to smash on top of Xu Fengnian’s head, it landed dozens of battles away in front of this young Northern Liang King, then turned and shot.

Its momentum was like the charge of ten thousand iron horsemen.

Xu Fengyen crouched slightly on both knees, his right hand fingers together, and the tip of his left hand blade pointing straight at the Purple Heavenly Thunder.

Xu Fengyen said in a deep voice: “Break the river.”

The purple thunder crashed head on like a monstrous flood, Xu Fengyen disconnected it with a single slash.

The purple tide split into two, rushing past Xu Fenian’s left and right sides, quickly dissipating between heaven and earth.

The sky seems to be an immortal’s angry voice resounded through the clouds: “A mere mortal, how dare you disobey the heavenly way?!”

Then a third, even thicker, rolling thunder rushed down to earth.

Xu Fengyen inserted his cool sword into the earth at his side and started a momentum.

One foot stepped out, both hands raised and drew a half circle.

Raising his hand to shake Kunlun!

A palm hardened and lifted the purple thunder.

The sky and clouds stepped down together with the Purple Thunder, the earth even more so, Xu Fengyen stood at the bottom of a pit that was more than ten feet deep. In Huang Qing’s eyes, he only saw the purple thunder brilliantly explode and shatter, spreading and flowing out on top of the earth like a ruptured water tank.

When Xu Fengyen lifted the Beiliang Blade again and walked out of the huge pit.

After the fourth magnificent and incomparable purple thunder broke through the underlying sea of clouds, it suddenly sputtered into ten million purple thunders that were no thicker than an arm, stabbing at Xu Fengyen in a haphazard manner.

The net of heaven was wide open.

Enemies on all sides, thunder in all directions.

Compared to Huang Qing’s round sword in the second half of the sword, it was more than a step ahead.

Many purple thunderbolts quickly drilled into the ground, and then swiftly exploded out, on that Xu Fengyen inch by inch siege approaching, really can be said to turn the sky and the earth.

Xu Fengyen silently chanted.

Six thousand li.

At the critical moment when Xu Fengyen was facing the fourth heavenly thunder, the hundred-foot Dharma body behind the Copper Man Master Ancestor with his hands clasped together suddenly pulled apart.

A spiritual scroll emerged in the center of both palms.

There were Buddhas meditating and reciting sutras, and stubborn stones nodding their heads.

There was a real person sitting and discussing the Tao, and a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

There was a scholar holding a book in his hand, east of Jieshi.

There is a sword fairy who sings with his sword in the air.

There is a divine general with a horse and spear, golden armor shining.

Although Huang Qing knew that the bronze master is a banished immortal, but did not know that this master is actually the same immortal who once guarded the gate for the Heavenly Dao!

The people in that scroll were clearly all people who had once witnessed the ascension of the Dao hundreds of years ago!

Right at this moment, the black tiger that had been anxiously circling away from the battlefield suddenly softly squatted down.

There was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a clear appearance standing beside the black tiger with his arms folded, looking at the Heavenly King Dharma phase of the Copper Man Master Ancestor from afar, seeming to smile and not smile.

In the eight hundred years of the world, no one was more immortal than him.