Chapter 1517: Repeat the same mistakes
The strength of Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun reached the first stage of crossing the tribulation realm.
The two suddenly attacked, leaving Ji Tianxing completely unprepared.
Master Wang Rudder swung his knife and cut out a dozen flame giant blades, covering Ji Tianxing's figure, making him unable to avoid it.
And the bronze crossbow held by Deacon Sun is a magic weapon of the Supreme Yuanshen level, and it is extremely powerful.
The icy blue sharp arrow fired by the bronze crossbow is only three feet long, and the whole body is crystal clear, containing the breath of extreme coldness.
The power of this sharp arrow is extraordinary, it is enough to penetrate the body of the nine-layer powerhouse of the soul, and destroy the power of the soul.
The most important thing is that the small sharp arrows are not conspicuous in the sky fire, very hidden.
Ji Tianxing was about to swing his sword to resist the beheading of the sword light, the ice blue sharp arrow had been shot in front of him, about to penetrate his heart.
At the moment of his death, he suddenly noticed that the cold air hit his body, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.
He almost subconsciously reacted, and immediately spread out his golden wings to protect himself.
"Ding!"
As soon as Jinpeng's wings closed, the ice-blue sharp arrow slammed into the golden wings, bursting out a clear sound of golden iron.
The ice blue arrow burst instantly, exploding into hundreds of ice slag.
Jinpeng's wings also trembled violently, bursting with dark golden light.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of powerful and violent flame giant blades also slammed into the golden wings.
There was another muffled sound, and Ji Tianxing was thrown away and smashed into the ruins not far away.
The golden wings trembled violently, and the golden light dimmed a bit, obviously weakened a lot.
Seeing this scene, Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun both frowned fiercely, and a glint flashed in their eyes.
The two had lurked under Fengshen Mountain for more than 20 days before they watched a fight patiently, and waited until the last minute to attack.
Originally, they are bound to win, with full certainty that Ji Tianxing will kill with one blow.
But they didn't expect that Ji Tianxing, who was already the ‘End of the Crossbow’, had a hole card that could still block their deadly attack.
"Huh!"
Golden light flashed, Ji Tianxing unfolded Jinpeng's wings, revealing his body.
He flew out of the rubble, staring sharply at Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun, bursting into the sky with killing intent, and shouted coldly, "You want to grab the sword too?"
Wang Ruozhu and Deacon Sun were startled, both eyes under the bronze mask showed a gloomy sneer.
"That's right!"
"Since you know, don't you hurry to hand over the Sky Burial Sword?!"
Ji Tianxing frowned fiercely, many questions popped up in his mind, and anger surged in his heart.
Of course he knew that these two masked men in black were not in the same group as the two before.
But he couldn't understand why these people knew he had the Heaven Burial Sword in his hand?
Why did these two groups of people take such a big risk to kill people and grab swords under Fengshen Mountain?
Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun, they didn't give him time to consider the problem at all. They immediately brandished the sword and released the bronze crossbow to attack him.
"The sky is broken!"
Wang Ruozhu shouted angrily, holding the black sword in both hands, and instantly split ninety-nine-eighty-one knives.
Each sword beam is as long as one hundred feet long, with golden light shining, sharp and domineering.
Eighty-one sword beams formed a crisscrossed knife net, descending from the cover of Tianer to Ji Tianxing.
The ten-mile radius was sealed by the knife net, leaving him nowhere to escape.
Deacon Sun also urged the bronze crossbow with all his strength, releasing three dark golden sharp arrows, shooting at Ji Tianxing's forehead, throat and heart.
Ji Tianxing's situation is extremely dangerous. If he can't stop the blades and sharp arrows, his life is in danger.
At this critical juncture, he sacrificed the Yuanshen Golden Sword without hesitation, and held out the Heaven Burial Sword.
"Buried Tian, help me again!" He spoke with his divine spirit, and shouted to Sword Soul Burying Tian.
In the next instant, the Heaven Burial Sword expanded to a height of a thousand feet, and once again merged with the Yuanshen Golden Sword.
Then, golden light soared from all over his body, and his body turned into a dazzling brilliance, blending with the golden sword of the soul.
The Golden Sword of the Primordial God at this time is a fusion of Primordial God, Heaven Burying Sword and Ji Tianxing, and its power has reached its extreme!
"White Tiger Sacred Sword!"
With a roar like a tiger's roar, the thousand-foot-long golden sword, blooming a huge white tiger phantom, slashed towards Wang Ruozhu and Deacon Sun.
This is one of the swordsman skills of the Sword God, the Four Spirit Sacred Sword.
At the beginning, Ji Tianxing had only the strength of the Yuan Dan realm, so he could use this sword technique.
But this is a secret technique, a holy sword technique created by the Sword God!
Only the strong above the Martial Saint realm can exert the power of this sword technique to its extreme.
Now, Ji Tianxing's strength is stronger, he has a deeper understanding of kendo, and the power of this white tiger holy sword is even more terrifying!
"Boom!"
The huge net of eighty-one sword lights was cut to pieces by the White Tiger Sacred Sword in an instant, and flew around.
The three sharp arrows shot in the face were also hit by the White Tiger Sacred Sword and collapsed on the spot.
The attacks of Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun were so vulnerable under the White Tiger Sacred Sword!
The two watched the giant sword beheaded, but they were suppressed by the terrifying power, and there was no time to escape and escape.
Their eyes were full of shock and fear.
They were shocked that Ji Tianxing was able to use such a wonderful sword technique, and they were afraid of the terrifying power of the Sky Burial Sword.
"Boom!"
Amidst the dull loud noise, Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun were smashed into the ground by the golden sword.
The rocky ground was cut into a huge gully that was thirty kilometers long and about a thousand meters wide.
Endless rubbles fly into the sky, and the ground for hundreds of miles is trembling, and the majestic Fengshen Mountain is shaking again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the bottom of the huge gully, Lord Wang Ruo and Deacon Sun are covered with blood. Falling into the ruins, his body was covered by earth and rocks.
Fortunately, the two of them had the ability to cross the tribulation realm, and they managed to escape the calamity, blocking the beheading of the white tiger holy sword.
But their bodies were cracked, full of cracks like a broken porcelain bowl.
The dark golden blood soaked their robes and mixed with the soil, looking very embarrassed.
The primordial spirits of the two were also injured by the White Tiger Sacred Sword, and their consciousness was a little fuzzy and dizzy.
At this moment, Deacon Sun recalled what Wang Ruozhu had said before.
"After all, that is the sword of the Sword God, let alone injuring them, even if they are killed in a second, it is reasonable!"
He personally experienced the terrifying power of the Sky Burial Sword, and his heart was full of regret.
"Damn it! We knew the power of the Sky Burial Sword for a long time ago, and we watched the two seriously wounded... Why did we end up like this and repeat the same mistake?"
At this time, Ji Tianxing performed a secret technique again, and his body merged with the giant sword again.
He wants to use the Suzaku holy sword against Wang Ruozhu and Deacon Sun.
The two woke up suddenly, their hearts filled with anger and anxiety.
Wang Ruozhu only hesitated for a moment, and immediately shouted in a low voice: "The plan has failed. You can no longer entangle with him. Get out!"
