Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1193

This magical power is too delicate, it not only involves the pattern of heaven and earth, but also involves the spirit, consciousness, and even the soul. Just looking at it, you will feel cold and lonely all over your body.

Yin Xuechan saw this move from below, and immediately murmured to herself: "Once you are stuck with this move, you will lose your skin even if you don't die. Even the giants of the Dao Palace can't hold it..."

brush--

Gently patted with one palm, the twirling jewel tree suddenly shrunk to the size of a flower, was gently pinched by the palm of the hand, and patted on Fang Qi gracefully.

It seems that there is no strength.

Fang Qi looked dignified. Seeing this move, all the true essence and divine essence in his body suddenly merged into one, and his whole body was instantly twisted into a rope in the Yuanshi divine pattern. Fang Qi didn't know what was happening in his body right now. What should this strand of energy be called? He only felt that the energy in his body had been condensed to the extreme. At this moment, his true energy was being poured into the Xie Wang Sword.

hum!
The Xie Wang Sword instantly swelled against the wind, and the blood-red evil spirit instantly permeated the void. At this moment, under the endless black and white light, it became even more sacred.

Behind him, the seven star palaces roared in unison, and Fang Qi, who was standing in the extreme realm of Yuanshi, danced the Xiewang sword in his hand, and the vast and incomparable sword light shot up into the sky, and sliced ​​down towards the palm of his hand.

The two collided with each other, and suddenly layers of divine patterns erupted violently, like a storm of sunspots on the sun, instantly bursting out terrifying shock waves in all directions, and these shock waves even knocked the gods in the entire void. Wen Du was hit by this move and flew around like a rootless duckweed, or like a hem of clothes in a storm, flying around.

Everyone was shocked and moved.

Fang Qi's sword was equally astonishing, as if he was talking about the laws of heaven and earth, many people looked at the stage in amazement, and they suddenly realized that Fang Qi's swordsmanship seemed to be superior to everyone in terms of artistic conception.

buzzing-

A young monk suddenly looked at the long sword in his arms. The vast artistic conception that Fang Qi's sword just released made the long sword in his arms agitated!
This is?

Not only this young monk, other monks also felt this.

Fang Qi's sword intent seems to have surpassed everyone and reached an unprecedented and unique realm.

"Dharma Realm!" A clan ancestor said in a deep voice.

"It's indeed the Dharma Realm!" A Dao Palace giant next to him looked at the immature figure on the stage with a horrified expression.

The ancestor of the Luoshui clan stood under the stage, and he couldn't help but gasped when he saw this scene. He couldn't help being shocked that this young man had come so far.

Lawland!

One sword creates ten thousand magic!

This is real swordsmanship!
In the eyes of countless swordsmen, the swordsmanship in Fang Qi's hands has reached a terrifying level. Every sword seems to be evolving the world's ten thousand laws, and endless creatures seem to evolve from the swordsmanship in Fang Qi's hands. out.

As soon as it comes up, it is a killer move!
Everyone secretly shook their hearts, Fang Qi showed his basic sword skills as soon as he came up, this is a real showdown with Emperor Wu!
As we all know, although Xiao Wudi has always been called the youngest in the world, everyone knows that his swordsmanship is not very good, and it can even be said that he has never practiced it.

Fang Qi's magnificent swordsmanship spread out, as if he was telling a story with his swordsmanship, a magnificent mythical epic in which the gods stand upright, and endless sword lights rose from the sky.

Fang Qi's swordsmanship is like ripples, like a gust of wind, like thunder, like a tide, like a ray of sunshine, like a rising sun, like a scorching sun!
Countless sword techniques are in it, as if everything is all-encompassing and all-encompassing!

Seeing this scene, Li Weiwei in the audience suddenly changed her face. In Fang Qi's sword technique, she actually saw the shadow of her own Nine Tribulations Sword!
How could the other party know the mystery of the Supreme Nine Tribulations Sword?
She trembled in her heart, and raised her head involuntarily, staring at Fang Qi's swordsmanship, but soon she discovered that although Fang Qi's swordsmanship was somewhat similar to her own Taishang Nine Tribulations Sword, it was Not all of them are the same, there is a kind of paradoxical feeling, which is different from his swordsmanship of Senran killing robbery.

Obviously, this is because the other party had seen his own sword technique, so he had his own thoughts, and integrated some things from his own Taishang Nine Tribulations Sword into his own sword technique, thus evolving such a sword.

hum!
Fang Qi's swordsmanship is incomparably magnificent, vast and boundless in the world, everyone's eyes are a little dazed, they can't help but think of a person in Fang Qi's figure.

Destiny!
Back then, Ying Tianming also relied on his heart-burning swordsmanship to be invincible in the world. With a sword in his hand, I have the world, defeated countless holy masters and giants of the Taoist palace, and made countless monks ashamed.

Today, Fang Qi's swordsmanship is even far superior to that of Ying Tianming back then, but this feeling is stronger than that of Ying Tianming back then.

Holding the evil king sword in hand, the light of the sword swept across 500 years!
Wearing a robe of stars, who is the enemy who will sweep the world?
Not only Li Weiwei, but also Yang Weiyi, who had just been defeated by Shi Sanfeng and fell off the ring, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Qi. From Fang Qi's swordsmanship, he felt the same feeling as his own swordsmanship!

In fact, not only them, Qiantian Yijian disciple Qing Yu also felt the same way, and even Zuo Shaoci looked at Fang Qi who was swaying swordsmanship in the air with a strange expression.

"It seems that he has learned your saber skills too..." Qing Yu looked at Zuo Shaoci with the same strange expression and said.

"And my boxing skills, grandma's, when did this kid learn to walk?" Yang Qianchi touched his nose and said helplessly.

Countless young monks were shocked to discover that Fang Qi's swordsmanship actually contained the shadow of their own practice, and they admired Fang Qi even more in their hearts.

Dou Jiande saw Fang Qi's evolution of all kinds of methods in the audience, he sneered in his heart, and said angrily: "Haven't I been learning other people's methods?"

"However, if you learn the method of my Cangtian sect, it is only a shell after all, not authentic. You can't defeat Emperor Wu with such a method!" He clenched his fists, his face was tense, and his expression was even a little ferocious.

But he didn't know that there was an essential difference between Fang Qi's swordsmanship and the "Cangtian Wanxiang Jing".

One sword creates ten thousand magic!

This is the real magic of one sword!

The first level of Sword Intent Lawland!
With one sword strike, thousands of methods can be evolved!
Now Fang Qi does have this qualification!

Fang Qi's swordsmanship swayed down, eloquently and vastly, and the phantom of Little Wudi's hand holding the treasure tree was broken. Seeing these terrifying sword lights at this moment, he couldn't help but look serious, let out a long roar, and suddenly Shenxi was blooming all over his body, fresh air gushed out from his head, and an incomparably ancient palace suddenly took shape. Countless people raised their heads and looked at the vision in the sky. They suddenly thought that they had never seen Emperor Wu's dharma body.

Now it is finally displayed.

What kind of law body will it be?

While they were puzzled, they felt a little uncomfortable. Dayu was as talented as a cloud, and as skilled as rain, and only the Shocking God Sword could force out the opponent's dharma body.

This is a shocking vision. The heavens and the earth are intertwined with various gods, evolving into such a palace. The temple is divided into nine levels, and each level is filled with gods and gods. Their faces are blurred, but they are full of majesty.Everyone was surprised, could it be that the dharma body of Emperor Wu is such a palace?
However, soon everyone overturned their conjecture, because the figures of the gods appeared on this hall one after another, and there were many gods, gods, and true gods, and they could even hear a melodious and vast misty Kagami. .

Boom!

Among the phantoms of countless gods, a huge and stalwart figure suddenly stood upright!

At this moment, Emperor Xiao Wu's Dharma Body was finally revealed without a doubt, a Emperor Wu stepped through the sky, surrounded by black and yellow energy, like an emperor looking down on the common people.

Emperor Wu came to nine days!
(End of this chapter)