The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 1184

The distance between Shui Wuhen and Sword God was less than ten feet, and the water droplets shot out, expanding and becoming bigger in an instant, and the shapes changed from time to time.

But in Wan Tiancheng's eyes, the tiny drops of water seem to be trapped in a static time and space, evolving into various strange phenomena.

The endless water vapor between the sky and the earth gathers to form water droplets, which are crystal clear, but like a solid state, slowly gather, and condense into a creek that rushes down from the mountains with tinkling sounds.

Immediately, the stream expanded and flowed, converging into a wide and surging river on the land, and the river will eventually return to the vast and endless sea, with momentum rising and falling without end.

That's not all, the manifested water also contains all kinds of artistic conceptions of water, such as continuous and continuous when it is gentle, and continuous waves when it is violent, and waves that destroy everything when it is violent, full of destructive power.

The highest goodness is like water, water is good for all things without fighting, and it can deal with the evils of everyone, so it is more than Tao.

Shui Wuhen's whole body of martial arts is formed by observing the waters of the world, and the foundation lies in water. Although he transformed water into the way of human and dragon in the later stage, this blow is really as vivid as the way of water. A small drop of water, It contains birth and death, which is enough to teach the world's best masters how to handle.

"it is good!"

A good word is the praise of the number one swordsman in the world. It is simple, without any description or prefix, but it is enough, because there are not many people in the nineteen states who can deserve the good word of the sword god. indivual.

And it was precisely this good word that came out, the sword of Qi rose against the wind, and the three-foot soft light divided Yin and Yang, breaking day and night, like the first ray of morning light born between heaven and earth, soft but not weak, with the power to destroy everything Absolute Sword Intent, cut this small drop of water into two pieces.

The sword light flashed across, the water droplets shattered, and all the visions that appeared in Wan Tiancheng's eyes and mind disappeared without a trace. Immediately, Wan Tiancheng saw the top of the mountain, and on both sides of the stone plate, only the sword god remained Sitting alone, Shui Wuhen disappeared without a trace, as if he had escaped.

"This, this is the highest state of water element injection? It's really powerful.

My master once said at the beginning that I am very strategic by nature, it is difficult to specialize in martial arts, and for the highest level of water, which is difficult to understand, Shui Yuanzhu only has a few or two points of essence, now it seems that it is true.

But can he really escape? "

Wan Tiancheng has been trained by Shui Wuhen since he was a child. He has a solid foundation in martial arts, and he is considered a genius. Therefore, he worships and admires Shui Wuhen very much. Even if the Dragon King loses today, he will not be shaken. place in his heart.

However, the person Shui Wuhen is facing today is Mr. Zhong Da from Yijian Guanghan Nineteen States.

Even though it is now known that there seems to be something wrong with the sword god himself, but the sword god is the sword god, and a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, can Shui Wuhen really escape?
The next moment, the Sword God smiled. Although Wan Tiancheng couldn't see the specific appearance of the Sword God covered by the invisible thick fog, he knew that the Sword God was smiling.

This is a kind of feeling, induction, not watching with the naked eye, but receiving some kind of news in the heart.

"In ancient times, there was a sword fairy who wielded a Qingming sword, crossed the world, and took the heads of people thousands of miles away. Do you think I am inferior to that sword fairy?
Shui Wuhen, take my sword. "

The words were still the superposition of two voices and tones, making people feel eerie and terrifying. The next moment, the sword god slapped the stone plate in front of him, and the blue stone powder was scattered, swept by the turbulent wind, scattered, and finally turned into a shape Simple, slightly shorter than the normal length of the dagger, inserted upside down and suspended in front of the sword god.

"go."

With a sound of "go", the bluestone sword turned into an ordinary stone plate in the green hill greatly increased its spirituality, and the sword energy whizzed, broke through the sound barrier with a whoosh, and disappeared in place as a blue light.

On the edge of the green mountain, Shui Wuhen, who was running with all his strength, waded all the way. The mountains, rocks, vegetation were crushed by a tyrannical force, and he was about to reach the edge of the mountain. on a trail.

The next moment, Shui Wuhen raised his head to the sky and screamed, his whole body bursting with true energy, martial intent and his own body, the true energy merged, and the dharma form turned into a blue-scaled dragon again, the dragon's scales shone with blue light and glowed with metallic luster.

The lower tail is coiled in place, the dragon's head has a long beard fluttering, looking in one direction, when it opens its mouth, a ball of water polo the size of a basketball is densely covered with blue lightning brewing, and the birds and beasts in a radius of several miles are overwhelmed by a strong pressure, lying on their backs It is difficult to move an inch on the ground.

It was not because Shui Wuhen didn't know the severity of such actions, but because a sudden fear of death rose up in his heart and lingered, making his body reflexively stop and resist with the strongest defense method.

In other words, if he still runs wildly as before, leaving his back to the sword god, he will undoubtedly die. Right now, although his chances of survival are also slim, there is always a chance.

"Zhong Yin, let me experience your peerless sword."

The tyrannical will is almost condensed into a solid body, and the infinite beliefs are also gathering. In the vagueness, Shui Wuhen's pair of dragon eyes bloomed with divine light.

If he survives by luck, it may not be long before he can improve again and grow to the level of Liangguan Shenzang comparable to Xiang Yang Tian Xingzi and others.

In the distant sky, a cyan sword flashed across the sky, slashing towards the green-scaled dragon with the power of ghosts and gods. A water polo lingering with lightning shot out from the dragon's mouth, hitting the blade of the stone sword, smashing the stone sword into pieces.

Before Shui Wuhen could be happy, a lightsaber that got rid of the body of the stone sword continued to slash down with indomitable momentum. This was the manifestation of a pure sword intent so strong that it could be discerned by the naked eye.

"Roar."

A mournful howl sounded, as if a desperate beast had suffered a fatal wound.

On a piece of messy land, the sand and gravel were smashed, the vegetation was broken, and a big dragon with green scales was cut in two by a gleaming sword, and the blood spattered out. picture.

Before Shui Wuhen died, he suddenly remembered the chess game he was in just now, and his situation was exactly the same as that game of chess.

Not falling, is equivalent to fleeing without fighting, and in the end, the sword cuts the dragon. Perhaps, this is his ultimate fate.

A generation of martial arts myths came to an end, and died suddenly and forever among the nameless green mountains.

"Hey, you old guy, you dragged me for a while and let him go away, just to prevent me from absorbing his martial arts growth, there are indeed some tricks.

But that's all, you are me, and I am you, just a mere Shui Wuhen, so what is it?

He'er, let's go. "

On the top of the mountain, the Sword God suddenly spoke to himself, and his voice became young again, full of dissatisfaction, and finally called out.

As the sound sounded, a snow-white crane flew up from a corner of the green mountain. It was huge in size, loud in voice, and full of energy and blood.

It gave Wan Tiancheng the feeling that he was much stronger than him.

This turned out to be a crane that has martial arts and is much more powerful than humans. Well, humans are not as good as cranes.

(End of this chapter)