Can love influence them?

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Xuan Yangzi summoned the golden fist, put the clothes into the golden fist, panted heavily, and looked down coldly at the sword burial man below.

"Has it become an element?"

The sword burial man sneered and said:

"But I've said before, lightning is not impossible to cut off!"

Brush it.

The sword burial man drew out his staff sword, and from bottom to top, a sharp white sword light was drawn.

Xuan Yangzi dodged to the side, and the sword light directly brushed past his chest, causing a piercing pain.

The sword light struck off the lightning in his chest.

Xuan Yangzi covered his chest with his hands in horror. This was the first time that he was beaten into this state by a purely physical attack while in a state of unity between man and thunder.

This is a purely physical attack.

Generally speaking, physical attacks will pass directly through Xuan Yangzi and cause no harm to him at all.

Before Xuan Yangzi could react.

The Sword Burial Man did not give Xuan Yangzi a chance to breathe. He suddenly flew up and inserted one hand into Xuan Yangzi's thundering chest.

Xuan Yangzi's body of lightning counterattacked, but it did not cause any damage to the right hand of the Burial Sword Man that stabbed in.

On the contrary, the incomparably sharp sword energy wrapped around the right hand actually counterattacked Xuan Yangzi's lightning body, cutting Xuan Yangzi's upper body into pieces!

Seeing that Xuan Yangzi's upper body was cut into thin pieces in an instant, he was almost dead.

Xuan Yangzi suddenly punched the swordsman on the temple, pulled out his right hand, and flew backwards.

"Ok?"

The Sword Burial Man didn't expect Xuan Yangzi to be able to fight back. He turned his head to avoid a punch, then drew his sword and cut Xuan Yangzi in the waist with lightning.

Xuan Yangzi lost the lightning component of his lower body, and only his thin upper body flew away, stopping in the air several hundred steps away.

The Sword Burial Man was surprised to find that Xuan Yangzi was not dead yet.

Not only that.

Xuan Yangzi let out a sigh, and spiritual power poured in madly. The thin thunder body in his upper body immediately became full again, and crackling lightning sounded, bursting into dazzling golden light.

The lightning in the lower body actually began to condense again and took shape.

"It's interesting."

The Sword Burial Man observed Xuan Yangzi calmly until the other party had completely recovered.

After Xuan Yangzi recovered, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately looked seriously at the sword burial man in front of him.

"Xuan Yangzi, I understand."

The buried sword man suddenly pointed at Xuan Yangzi and said:

"You are not dead because this formation is constantly amplifying you and supplying you with spiritual energy."

"Otherwise, given the extent of your injuries, it would be impossible for you to have the energy left to absorb so much spiritual energy to repair your thunder body."

As he spoke, the Sword Burial Man shifted the direction of his finger towards the mine.

"The formation is right there, right?"

"what?"

Xuan Yangzi had a bad feeling, and with a thunderous roar, he unleashed his most powerful killing move -

resonance!

Chapter 90: Lost to the Sword Burial Man

The sword burial man suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body, and his body became numb at the same time.

Can’t move!?

There was a boom.

Furious thunder descended from the sky, striking the Sword Burial Man hard on the head and infusing his entire body with destructive energy.

In addition to the external golden thunder infusion, dazzling golden thunder also erupted from within the body of the buried sword man.

Internal and external factors.

In an instant, the body evaporated.

The Sword Burial Man left not even a trace of ashes.

This is resonance.

Control the lightning-attributed spirit particles in the opponent's body, hold the opponent in a short period of time, and transfer spiritual power to detonate the lightning in his body.

Launch golden thunder attack from within the opponent's body.

At the same time, golden thunder descended from the outside to attack from both inside and outside.

resonance.

It combines certainty of hitting the target, explosiveness, and high energy, and can be regarded as one of Xuan Yangzi's strongest killer weapons.

At this moment, there is also a formation that amplifies the strength of the golden thunder.

Even the Sword Burial Man was annihilated by the thunder and lightning, and not even a trace of him was left.

The resonance shortcomings are also obvious.

Xuan Yangzi exited the thunder body state and returned to human form. He gasped for breath, holding his chest and looking very uncomfortable.

Forcibly control the opponent's body, unless the opponent is a weak person below the late Saint Realm (very weak compared to Xuan Yangzi).

Otherwise, it will consume a lot of mental energy and the loss of spiritual power will be particularly serious, which will also affect the condition of the physical body.

Xuan Yangzi summoned the golden fist and slowly put on his clothes. He was so tired that his vision was a little blurry.

“Not bad, not bad, not bad~”

A strange sound sounded.

Xuan Yangzi turned his head and was shocked. He frowned, clenched his fists, and slowly flew backwards.

The Sword Burial Man's walking stick was actually floating in the air, and it continued to emit the Sword Burial Man's voice.

"Fortunately I left in time."

The cane sneered:

"Otherwise, even if I use the sword to block it, I will probably suffer considerable damage."

"You are very strong, Xuan Yangzi."

Xuan Yangzi stared at the other party and spoke with difficulty, doubting:

"You—are not human?"

"No."

The cane laughed and said:

"This is the art of transferring the primordial spirit. A super-sage doesn't necessarily have to rely on a human body to be reborn. A spirit of a weapon that has been nurtured for a long time can also take over another body and be resurrected."

"You took over your own spirit?" Xuan Yangzi asked in shock.

"As a tool, it should sacrifice itself for its master."

The cane looked down, and although he did not see any remains of flesh, he could not help but sigh:

"I have used this body for thousands of years, but I never thought it would be destroyed in your hands today. It seems that God is reminding me that it is time to change my appearance. It seems that it will be quite interesting to meet people as a cane in the future."

Xuan Yangzi didn't even turn his head back. He immediately turned into golden light and flew away from here at a rapid speed.

This Sword Burial Man is so terrifying. If the fight continues, I will definitely lose!

"Want to go?"

The Sword Burial Man snorted coldly and said:

"Don't think that you are the only one who has the ability to change the world!"

Buzz!

Xuan Yangzi looked up, his eyes wide open, in disbelief.

In the sky, a shadow flashed, and thousands of white lights condensed into a solid entity, and the cold light blinded the eyes.

Sword cloud!

Countless cold swords stood in a forest, with their sword tips pointing downwards, buzzing and covering the sky and the sun.

A powerful murderous aura came towards him, crushing the earth like a tornado!

The scope of this sword cloud is even as large as Xuan Yangzi's thunder cloud, and it also covers Yucheng.

"Your amplification formation is here, right?"

He held the cane horizontally, pointed the tip at the mine, and said coldly:

"I won't look for the specifics, just destroy them all. I can always hit your formation."

"Wait a minute, there are a lot of ordinary people there!" Xuan Yangzi stopped, looked back, waved his hand and shouted.

"It's none of my business."

The words fell.

The sword cloud on the top of the mine fell like a rainstorm, and the sharp blades used their bodies to form a bloody sword rain.

Brush brush.

White light flickered wildly over there in the mine, and in the blink of an eye the sword blades pierced the mountains.

From one end to the other, like tombstones on a battlefield, tens of millions of cold swords stood in a row, forming a sword tomb.

Xuan Yangzi was far away, and the rain of swords blocked his view, so he could not see the specific situation of the mine.

However, just in the distant periphery, on the tops and foots of the mountains, there were so many swords densely inserted that the reflected cold light almost formed a huge mirror.

Can be imagined.

These swords can fill up mines, pits, and caves, densely inserted together to block all gaps.

Those ordinary people were probably killed by having their flesh and bones cut off and being stabbed to death by the dense rain of swords. Their bodies were stabbed all over by the rain of swords, and there was not even a trace of them left.

Xuan Yangzi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He bent over, holding his chest, and trembled all over.

The formation was broken!

The sword rain was not only heavy, dense, crowded, fast, and fierce, but also—

深！

I was in the deepest part of the mine, using the mineral veins to set up a formation, and this rain of swords could actually reach me.

I'm afraid the ground is also filled with swords.

"Xuan Yangzi, your formation has been broken."

The sword burial man said proudly:

"If you don't want to be poked like a hedgehog, quickly hand over the formation order. I value your talent and can spare your life."

"Fuck your shit!"

Xuan Yangzi raised his head angrily, pointed at the sword burial man and said:

"You old man, you killed 140 of my disciples, and I only killed one of you. Now you owe me 139 lives!"