Destiny is ashes

Chapter 310 Heart Sword (23)

The self-destructive drones and high explosives from a subsidiary of the Tianyuan Realm's Shouyangshan Group were originally used to target wilderness monsters and mines. They are rich in gold and fire, rich in yang thunder, and naturally counteract the elements of water, wood, and the underworld.

Although it is difficult for any weapon to aim at a warrior in the Wumai realm, there is no need to aim. Isn't it enough to let them rush into the trap themselves?

Bo Zongshan and Guiying, one with Ba Hai Dao and the other with Netherworld Ghost, had no strength left to face this sudden and horrifying explosion. They roared in anger and exerted all their strength to shake the atmosphere violently in order to cut through the air waves and thunder and fire to avoid being severely damaged by this natural counter-attribute.

But as they were trying their best to resist the explosion, doubts arose in the hearts of both the man and the ghost.

——He used himself as bait to lure us into a trap... With such a horrible explosion, could that guy be committing suicide?
Ha, how could a warrior from the Huaixu Realm know what an explosion blind spot is?

At the moment when he "fell" into the courtyard with the power of Fu Zheng's sword, An Jing rolled over and rushed into the small building behind the Taixu altar.

He broke through the wall and threw himself into the ditch in the back street.

The next moment, the entire small building was blown away by the explosion, shattered, and turned into sparks falling all over the sky.

Although An Jing's ears and nose were bleeding slightly, for a warrior it was just a minor injury that would heal after a few breaths, and was not as serious as the injury left by the ghost's claw.

As for the Taixu altar that blocks the shock wave and creates a blind spot, can it withstand the explosion?

An Jing believed that the altar built by Shenzang Zhenren could withstand it! Besides, the war had already started, so why think so much!
"What kind of magic weapon is this? Dachen's Earth Vein Evil Qi Cannon? No, this is some kind of lightning bead? The Great Sun Flame Thunder Fire of Tianji Mountain?"

Instead of pursuing An Jing, the cautious Fu Zhengan avoided the direct hit of the explosion and stood far away on the top of an empty house, looking at the streets around the courtyard that had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

He was shocked by the terrifying destructive power: "It turned out to be a suicide attack... Although it can't kill Bo Laogui and the others, if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured!"

The martial arts master turns his body into a formation, connecting heaven and earth, calling thunder and fire, and with a wave of his hand he can exert power far superior to that of a strong martial artist. The protective qi around his body has also been converted into true qi and true evil, which is far stronger than internal breath and is endless. His body has also been tempered by the power of heaven and earth and is almost a spiritual creature of heaven and earth. No matter how hard mortal weapons that are not magic weapons hack and kill him, it is useless.

Coupled with the blessing of the 'inner formation' formed by the operation of the [fundamental formation diagram], even if there were a city defense-level crossbow cart with magic arrows, it would at most knock them away and would never be able to hurt them.

But if it is this level of Yangyan lightning and fire, as well as the previous thunder sword, it can break through their body protective qi and burn their bodies... If the [fundamental formation diagram] that runs through the whole body is broken up, it will really threaten their lives!
"Ok?"

Bo Zongshan and Guiying are both in trouble, and Fu Zhengan is planning to go and see if Jingxuan, who blew himself up, has left any body behind.

If possible, he also planned to see if he could kill the injured Bo Zongshan and then pass it on to Mingjing Sect.

But at this moment, Fu Zhengan suddenly discovered that in the center of the burning thunder and fire, in the middle of the original courtyard of the quadrangle, a strange altar emerged.

A formation was destroyed by the explosion of thunder and fire, revealing the true form of the strange altar.

It slowly rotated, silver-green light flowed, and forced back all the Yangyan Thunder.

"Taixu Altar!"

Fu Zhengan froze for a moment, and his eyes widened. The blue tattoos on his body lit up. "Sure enough! There's something strange about Ming Guangchen and this Jing Xuan! They actually built a Taixu Altar in Dachen!"

"Could it be that Ming Guangchen really kidnapped the princess..."

Before he could figure out his guess, a sense of danger forced Fu Zhengan to shift his gaze and look at the street on the other side of the sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, dark clouds were pressing down on Kanming City, and a storm was about to come. The remaining cold air from the frost disaster overflowed from the depths of the earth, stirring up fog all over the city.

Even though there were thunder and fire before his eyes, Fu Zhengan, who was in a safe place, should have felt cold and murderous.

But at this moment, as a figure locked his eyes on him, Fu Zhengan felt as if he was being directly exposed to the scorching sun of midsummer. A feeling of heat and panic surged up, and he even had the illusion of wanting to sweat.

No, it wasn't an illusion! Because those golden red eyes locked onto me, the temperature around me really rose!
"This Jingxuan is still alive and not injured?!"

Standing on the rooftop, stabilizing his body, Fu Zhengan's expression changed slightly: "Is it still a martial vein? This strange phenomenon... the Six Yang Formation Diagram?!"

Internal strength is internal strength, only from within. No matter how deep the foundation of an internally strong warrior is, his strength lies within, honing his magical foundation.

Just like a sword in its sheath, a moth in its cocoon, it lies dormant inside, waiting for the day to be unsheathed and take off into the sky.

Only when you reach the martial vein, can you use your inner strength to connect the veins of sky, sea and earth like stars, change the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and create strange phenomena of heaven and earth!

That Jingxuan is actually the martial arts grandmaster?
"wrong!"

The moment this thought came to mind, Fu Zhengan reacted: "This is the Mirror Self magical power of the Mingjing Sect... Ming Guangchen actually has the energy to protect his own disciples!"

Shelter... Indeed, Ming Guangchen's original intention was to allow An Jing to have the power to protect himself and delay time until the Taixu Altar successfully accumulated power and could teleport An Jing away from this place where the storm was about to come.

But An Jing never thought of leaving in such a cowardly way!

boom! boom! boom!
The earth cracked, the wind howled, An Jing locked onto the only martial arts master who was not injured, and walked towards him on fire!

His speed was not fast at first, but he would speed up with every step. Every step would extinguish the thunder and fire, create air waves, and accumulate momentum.

In the mirror, I am blessed with the five magical powers. An Jing is wearing a white robe with sleeves burning with fire. There is a flash of lightning in his eyes on his handsome face, and his long black hair is dancing like flames.

He held two maces in his hands, and even the wind had no time to avoid his forward steps. Instead, it was smashed and dispersed by his indestructible body, erupting into layers of circular air waves!

An Jing's charge even caused Fu Zheng'an to have an illusion. He seemed to see a strange sixteen-wheeled cart made of steel, carrying a violent momentum that could not be matched by thousands of troops, and rolling towards him!

"ridiculous!"

Jingxuan was not dead and possessed the power of martial arts, and was now charging towards him - Fu Zhengan was undoubtedly surprised and even shocked, but at the same time, this shock gave rise to a hint of shame, a hint of anger, and a hint of pure murderous intent.

The strong little ghost blessed by me in the mirror was no different from a child wielding a sledgehammer. It would have been fine if he didn't go looking for Bo Zongshan and the ghost who might have been seriously injured by the explosion, but he actually attacked me, a master who was in perfect condition?

——Damn it, do you look down on me!

Being looked down upon by a junior like this, Fu Zhengan was filled with rage, hatred, and murderous intent. Taking advantage of this state of mind, he raised his sword finger, and the blue lines on his body twisted and danced wildly, emitting sword energy that tore through the cold wind!

That's not a tattoo, that's a scar!

They are scars left by sword intent!

The great illusion is death! The one who sits and forgets is forgetting both the self and the world, and becoming one with the Tao!
The Zuohuan Sect and the Taiming Sect have the same origin, but they do not practice summoning and controlling ghosts and gods. Instead, they quietly observe the mysteries of life and death in heaven and earth, pursue the mysteries of my heart, and transcend life and death. The previous generation of the Zuohuan Sect's Kong family's brothers Huanxin Yongling used the Zuohuan Sect's fundamental laws to create a 'Heaven and Earth Dream Sword Formation', which can derive the hearts of the spirits of heaven and earth from one's own heart, reverse life and death, and use the power of heaven and earth to transform swords to attack the enemy.

Fu Zhengan was a friend of the Kong brothers and they were sworn brothers. His fate was [having heart but no form], and he could constantly improve his talents in certain areas through learning and personal experience.

Although Fu Zhengan has not yet reached the state of divine concealment, he has learned the sword intent of all the sects through the sword marks and has mastered the fundamental formation diagram of the [Xuanling Heart Sword Formation].

At this moment, he was driven by extreme anger, hatred and murderous intent. As he pointed his sword, the sound of swords being drawn out of their sheaths could be heard thousands of times on both sides of the street.

In an instant, thousands of swords stood on the path where An Jing was going. Countless eerie swords flashed bright cold light in the gloomy black clouds, which was terrifying!
Then, sharp blades came like rain, and thousands of heart swords that could have cut An Jing off were choosing their target, roaring and flying towards An Jing!

(End of this chapter)