Huang Qing believed that with Hsu Fengnian's strength, it would not be difficult for him to break through a thunderbolt, but he definitely did not believe that Hsu Fengnian could take the punishment on behalf of others. This was just like in the imperial court, when the Beimang Empress wanted someone to die in anger, even if you were Tuoba Bodhisattva with unparalleled martial arts and outstanding military achievements, you could not stop the Empress's decision. This had nothing to do with the level of cultivation, the cycle of heaven had its own rules. However, Huang Qing had no choice but to believe the scene in front of him. This was really beyond the imagination of Beimang's sword aura. After the Bronze Man Grandmaster brought out his majestic Heavenly King Dharma Body, his Dharma Body was towering, overlooking all living things. His head was level with the black clouds, while his body walked near Huang Qing. The knife in his chest pierced through his body, but there was no blood flowing. This deeply hidden Banished Immortal calmly explained, "This person predicted that Xu Longxiang would definitely have a day when he would break through the realm, so he had already foreshadowed it. However, I don't know what kind of secret technique he used to transfer Xu Longxiang's fate to himself. This kind of technique is reversed and will only attract more punishment from heaven."
Huang Qing was enlightened and sighed, "Most likely it was the red armor that saw the light of day again. Otherwise, with Xu Longxiang's physique, if he added an armor to increase his battle power, it would be no different from drawing legs on a snake. Originally, I thought it was the Yan Sheng supernatural power of the Taoist ancestral court Longhu Mountain, which was used to suppress Xu Longxiang's advancement. Now it seems that I still underestimated Hsu Fengnian's scheming. Huang Qing had previously heard that Wudang Mountain's Ancestor Lu had the Cup Emptying the Sea Technique. If I'm not wrong, that armor is the cup to transfer Xu Longxiang's fate."
The Bronze Man Grandmaster, whose aura had skyrocketed, thought for a moment and nodded, "Most likely."
This Grandmaster did not expect that the young man would attack with a knife in his left hand, directly knocking him into this battlefield. This knife was not sloppy, and was mixed with a mysterious technique similar to a nameless Taoist who suppressed the demon Liu Songtao a hundred years ago. Even the Bronze Man Grandmaster could only retreat again and again, powerless to resist. If Hsu Fengnian did not choose to take the initiative to draw the knife instead of killing, he might not even be able to summon the Heavenly King Dharma Body and summon and die. In the vision of the Bronze Man Grandmaster, that Xu Longxiang finally ascended to the Celestial realm, with the evil dragon's aura of his whole body, Huang Qing might not be a match. His Dharma Dharma might not be able to subdue him.
Grandmaster Copper Man said indifferently, "Huang Qing, you withdraw for the time being. The Heavenly Tribulation is about to descend. There's no need for us to be dragged down and destroyed together. "
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How could he not know whether or not the crazed Xu Longxiang could withstand the heavenly tribulation, but if Xu Longxiang wanted to free up his hands, it would be more than enough to make Huang Qing suffer.
Huang Qing lowered his head to look at the famed sword, Calm the Storm, and spat out a mouthful of turbid air. A determined smile appeared on his face as he looked forward, clenching his sword and taking a step forward. "Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will fall back! Perhaps today is the opportunity for Huang Qing to step into the Sword Immortal realm. "
The Bronze Man Grandmaster said softly, "My intuition tells me that today's matter will be full of twists and turns. It's good that you don't retreat. Help me keep an eye on those two brothers. I want to add some boiling water to the furnace above my head, completely cutting off Xu Longxiang's chance of survival. "
As the Bronze Man Grandmaster beside Huang Qing slowly raised his hand, the Heavenly King Dharma Body that stood tall also raised its arms. It suddenly put its palms together, exploding out rings of golden ripples, lingering in the air.
Something seemed to be born in the palm of its hand.
Huang Qing held his sword in front of him and began to accumulate power.
Another strange scene appeared in the distance. The red threads of Hsu Fengnian's arm that was pressing on Xu Longxiang's head swayed, like thousands of slender red snakes spitting out their tongues, crazily absorbing Xu Longxiang's seven to eight black flood dragons.
Those red threads were once Cat Man Han Diaosi's trump card to kill the Heavenly Phenomenon with the Mysterious Finger.
Now, Hsu Fengnian was using it to "steal" his younger brother's Heavenly Phenomenon realm.
The Heavenly Thunder was like a huge rock rolling through the black silk-like clouds, its momentum even stronger.
The thunder rumbled, purple lightning intertwined, and the clouds in the sky seemed to have countless Heavenly Court immortals shouting angrily.
When an ordinary man was angry, blood would splatter five steps away. When the Son of Heaven was angry, millions of corpses would fall.
So what if the immortals above the Nine Heavens were angry?
Hsu Fengnian retracted his hand and gently pushed the immobile Xu Longxiang, pushing his younger brother Huang Man 'er several miles away.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the sky, the purple lightning swam through the clouds, like flood dragons crossing the sea.
Hsu Fengnian held the Beiliang Saber in his hand, looked up at the sky, smiled for no reason, and said to himself, "Xu Xiao, don't you think that scene looks like a dragon robe?"
For the first time, Huang Qing was in awe of one person. It was rumored that Wang Xianzhi once had the ambition to be the enemy of the world, his grandmaster's bearing far surpassed the other nine people in the martial arts evaluation.
And at this moment, Hsu Fengnian, facing the Heavenly Tribulation alone, also had the spirit of a hidden enemy nation.
Huang Qing closed his eyes, the memories of his life from when he held and practiced the sword flashed through his mind.
This Sword Qi Immortal's state of mind was damaged after his "rule" sword failed to achieve anything, which was equivalent to him failing to achieve anything. But after seeing Hsu Fengnian standing with his saber, he took the opportunity to touch the threshold of the Earth Immortal. His shaky realm actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise, steadily climbing up.
Huang Qing opened his eyes, his expression solemn, "Just wait for me, Huang Qing, to comprehend a new sword by watching the lightning fall, then I'll use my newly comprehended Sword Immortal to toast you, King of Beiliang."
Lightning and thunder roared, as if a hole had exploded in the sky.
The second purple lightning fell with a loud bang!
It did not fall directly on Hsu Fengnian's head, but landed dozens of meters in front of the young King of Beiliang, then turned and shot toward him.
Its momentum was like the charge of ten thousand iron cavalry.
Hsu Fengnian slightly squatted, two fingers of his right hand closed together, and the tip of the saber in his left hand pointed directly at the purple lightning.
Hsu Fengnian said in a low voice, "River Breaking."
The purple lightning crashed toward him like a monstrous flood, and Hsu Fengnian cut it with his saber.
The purple tide split into two, rushing past Hsu Fengnian on the left and right, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.
There seemed to be an Immortal in the sky who angrily rebuked, "How dare an ordinary person defy the Heavenly Dao?!"
Then, a third, even thicker, rolling thunder hurriedly descended to the mortal world.
Hsu Fengnian stabbed the cold saber into the ground beside him, building up his momentum.
He stepped out, raised his hands, and drew a semicircle.
Shaking Kunlun with a Raise of Hand!
He forcibly lifted the purple lightning with a palm.
The sky, clouds, and purple lightning stepped down together, and the earth stepped down as well. Hsu Fengnian stood at the bottom of a pit that was dozens of feet deep. In Huang Qing's eyes, the purple lightning dazzled and exploded, scattering on the ground like a broken water tank.
When Hsu Fengnian picked up the Beiliang Saber again and walked out of the huge pit.
After the fourth, incomparably magnificent purple lightning broke through the bottom layer of the sea of clouds, it suddenly sputtered into millions of purple lightning bolts no thicker than an arm, chaotically stabbing toward Hsu Fengnian.
The net of heaven has a long arm.
Enemies on all sides, thunder in all directions.
Compared to the latter half of Huang Qing's "Using Rules to Make a Square and Circle" sword, it was more than just a level better.
Many purple lightning bolts quickly drilled into the ground, and then quickly and violently exploded, encircling and closing in on Hsu Fengnian inch by inch. It could really be said to be turning heaven and earth upside down.
Hsu Fengnian silently chanted.
Six thousand li.
At the crucial moment when Hsu Fengnian was facing off against the fourth heavenly lightning, the hundred feet Dharmakaya behind the bronze man grandmaster suddenly opened up with his palms joined together.
A lively painting scroll appeared in the palms of his hands.
There was a Buddha meditating and chanting sutras, and a mischievous stone nodded.
There was a Daoist sitting and discussing the Dao, and a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.
There was a scholar holding a book in his hand, and a stone tablet in the east.
There was a sword immortal riding Qi in the air, playing the sword and singing.
There was a divine general riding a horse holding a spear, and his golden armor was resplendent.
Although Huang Qing knew that the bronze man grandmaster was a banished immortal, he did not know that this grandmaster was actually the immortal who had once guarded the gate for the Heavenly Dao!
The people in the painting were clearly people who had attained the Dao and ascended hundreds of years ago!
At this moment, the black tiger that had been anxiously circling away from the battlefield suddenly squatted down.
There was a middle-aged Daoist with an elegant appearance standing beside the black tiger with his hands behind his back, looking at the bronze man grandmaster's Dharmakaya with a faint smile.
In the eight hundred years of the world, no one was more immortal than him.
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