MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 628 Fucheng

  Chapter 628 Fu Cheng

  The ape old man was raised by the apes in the mountains since he was a child. At the age of ten, he was found by a family of swordsmen in Zhaojun, Zhou State. His body was more animal than human.

  At the beginning, he just secretly tortured and killed the animals around the house. He felt that he was not satisfied, so he attacked, killed and even devoured the servants.

  When he became an adult, his cannibalism was exposed, so he killed most of the clan, left Zhao County, and fled in all directions.

  Challenge, or attack famous sword masters from all over the world, kill them, and devour them.

  Or, it is a young monk who pretends to be a demon slayer and protects the way, and goes on an adventure with the rest of the talented swordsmen to kill demons together. It wasn't until the end of the journey that he revealed his identity, and killed his companion in disbelief.

   Such an experience made the sword cultivated by Yuansou pursue the ultimate viciousness and swiftness.

  Extreme means that it is easy to predict.

  Deep in the rock formation, the remaining moss was built into an integrated circuit, quickly calculating the sword moves, sword shapes, and sword movements that Yuansou might use.

   Combined with the subtle changes in the expression of Yuansou, the range of muscle movement, the trend of air flow and other data, the final prediction is made.

"Is it."

  The ape old man pressed his backhand to the rock wall and broke free, the dark and cruel expression on his face suddenly dissipated, and the whole person was calm and indifferent like an ancient well without waves.

   At the critical moment of life and death, his state of mind was unprecedentedly peaceful, as if he had returned to seventy years ago.

   That day, his ape adoptive mother and fellow monkeys were massacred to death in front of him by the 'clan' wearing gorgeous clothes and holding long swords.

  In a pool of blood in the woodland, a woman in a palace costume cried and hugged herself, speaking a language he didn't understand, and put human clothes on him.

  On that day, the boy raised by the monkeys died, and what was replaced was just a beast in human skin.

   "call"

  The ape old man flipped through his past life, gripping the hilt of the sword firmly in his palm, his eyes sharpened again.

  He really couldn't understand the fire-breathing armor on Li Ang's body, but it didn't affect him, and he vaguely guessed the reason why Li Ang could keep up with the sword moves.

   Far beyond the calculation ability of ordinary minders?

  Then let you see, that unmeasured sword power.

  The long sword swayed, the shoulder of the ape old man seemed to split, and a second arm holding the sword was separated, followed by the third and fourth arms

  Hundreds of arms are obviously composed of pure sword energy, but they have color and weight, and they are performing different sword moves.

   "I have been in the world for many years, and I have seen countless swordsmen.

  The Jiange master who has been in seclusion for many years and doesn't care about world affairs;

   I killed them and ate them. Turn their swords into a part of my body. "

  The indifferent voice of Yuansou echoed in the cave that was about to collapse, "Thousands of changes are tied to one sword. Its name is,"

   "Heart Ape."

  ——

   "Did the ape old man die below?!"

  High in the sky, Fei Lian cursed loudly.

The battle is still going on. The vortex of wind and thunder caused by Junqianzi and Lian Xuanxiao, mixed with the chaotic wind, has expanded to the entire Duji Province, and has spread to Shannan East Road, Henan Province, Hedong Province, Hebei Province, Guannai Province, and Gyeonggi Province. Part of it is also included.

  Zhaoming's people shuttled through the air, constantly harassing Lian Xuanxiao.

  Zhu Niangzi's silk threads can repair injuries, and even heal damaged spiritual veins.

  The art of Cynthias spinulosa can gather aura and help other people restore the sea of ​​qi.

   It is because of these two things that the people of Zhaoming can maintain the battle situation and share half of the pressure for Jun Qianzi.

  Boom!

  The river below stirred up turbulent waves, and the pale sword energy that belonged to Yuansou burst out of the water, cutting the water flow.

  The ape old man has not escaped alone, he is underground, fighting with someone.

   "Crow Nine!"

  Alpinia sternly shouted towards the ground, and Ya Jiu, who was far away on the surface, instantly understood.

  At this moment, half of the slaves and puppets controlled by Yajiu are delaying the so-called Lu Bu of unknown origin, while the other half are attacking the river embankment frantically, causing more floods to flow out.

   "You, you, you, and you, go down to the river to investigate."

  The Yajiu puppet issued an order, and the few monks who were touched jumped violently, but they were still afraid of Yajiu's shaking fingertips, so they had to jump into the water.

  The river water is mixed with sediment, turbid and hard to distinguish,

  Several people let out their spiritual consciousness, and they descended slowly against the flood.

  嗡—

  A burst of piercing sword energy suddenly shot out from the bottom of the river bed, and one person couldn't dodge it in time. It was split from the center of the eyebrows to the waist and abdomen, and disappeared in the vast and turbid water that was flowing rapidly.

  The rest of the people sensed the change and immediately swam towards the river, but they were still a step too slow, and were smashed to pieces by the densely packed sword qi piercing out of the rock formation.

  The last person was quick-witted, and instead of retreating, he swam to the bottom of the riddled riverbed, lying on his back on the rock, motionless.

  Lightning will not hit the same place twice, similarly, sword energy will not hit the same place twice with high probability. perhaps.

  The man covered his mouth and nose, closed his eyes so as not to look at the endless sword energy that cut the lake water wantonly around him, and prayed desperately to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

   After an unknown amount of time, the sword energy finally ceased. The survivor stroked his whole body, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was intact and had not been cut by the sword energy.

  Only hearing the loud bang, because the rock formation was destroyed, the huge rock under him was lifted up by the torrent, rolled, and carried him to the river bed.

   With a snap, he died on the spot.

   Yuansou didn't know how many more lives had been added to his hands. He was submerged in the water, still maintaining the posture of drawing his sword. The sword blade in his hand pierced Li Ang's abdomen, and he cut it open all the way to the neck.

  This heart-inducing ape combines all the sword intents that Yuansou has seen in this life.

  The will that blended into it also disturbed Mosi, making it wobbly and unable to effectively repair the injury.

Although the ape old man himself is not having a good time, the dragon meteor spear pierced his chest, but the injury is not fatal-as long as he leaves here, Mrs. Zhu, who is good at stitches and healing, and Jun Qianzi, who masters all kinds of strange spells, will be dead. Can save lives.

   Gululu—

   Li Ang opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a series of bubbling bubbles.

   The ape old man could see clearly, Li Ang's mouth shape, and he uttered a word.

  ‘Thank you. '

Thanks? Thanks for what?

  The ape old man instinctively sensed that something was wrong, kicked his foot towards Li Ang's chest, and withdrew and rushed towards the river above.

Too late.

  Li Ang let go of the Longyun spear, grabbed Yuansou's ankle with his right hand, and prevented him from escaping. The elbow of his left arm turned into a vector nozzle, which erupted a stream of fire to provide thrust, grabbed the back of Yuansou's neck, and smashed him into the rock formation.

   On the surface of the arm, densely packed silk threads protruded.

  These threads are like veins and vines, constantly wriggling and changing.

  The mechanism of action of the talisman is to form a specific pattern through the lines of pen and ink, and drive the aura to circulate along the strokes to finally achieve the effect.

   During this process, the talisman paper will burn by itself, igniting the cinnabar ink, releasing the will of the talisman master contained in it, thereby prying several times, even ten times the aura of heaven and earth.

  In Li Ang's impression in the past, Mosi had always been extremely difficult to destroy. Only special things like the wind could destroy Mosi.

  Slightly low-level power can only temporarily damage the moss, but it can still slowly heal itself as time goes by.

   Until now.

   Yuansou's sword intent cut open Li Ang's chest, abdomen, and spine, which not only disrupted Mosi's self-healing ability, but also disrupted Mosi's self-preservation instinct.

  Let Li Ang's control over the silk thread increase instead of decrease.

  His gaze was determined, he controlled his arm to draw patterns with ink silk, concentrated all the remaining aura in Qihai, and poured it into it.

  Using the whole arm as a large brush, using silk thread as ink to draw blasting talismans.

  The light flows along the veins of the blood vessels, lighting up the dark and muddy river water.

   is completed.

  The bright light soared, and everything was silent.

  (end of this chapter)