The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 227: Deer and Crane Dual Forms, Flames Like Mountains

The white whirlwind and the red tornado collided wildly again and again.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.
The explosive sound of the energy emanating from it was continuous and deafening.

The nearby ground was sometimes covered with white frost and snow, sometimes buried with black scorch marks, and sometimes, due to the collision of cold and hot air, large amounts of water vapor would hiss out.

The battle between the three was so fierce that it attracted the attention of everyone around.

During the fierce fight, Xu Xingchen quickly understood what was going on.
The skills of the two Xuanming Elders are not inferior to those of Du'e, Dujie and Dunan of Shaolin Temple. And because of the special properties of their true qi, which is extremely yin and cold, they are much more difficult to deal with than the three old monks.

His own double magnetic ring could resist the ordinary attacks of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, but was completely restrained by the two people's Mysterious Nether Divine Palm.

It can be said that one thing can overcome another!
If I hadn't comprehended the transformation of fire Qi and ice Qi, I'm afraid this battle would have been difficult to fight.

After fighting for only a short while, Xu Xingchen realized that something was wrong. Although his fire energy could effectively resist the Xuanming Divine Palm of the two Xuanming Elders, palm techniques were not his forte after all, and his skills were still a little inferior to the combined strength of the two Xuanming Elders.

Now, the hard fight between the vortex and the tornado is a fierce collision of true qi and true qi. It only depends on who has deeper skills, not any other techniques.

The two Xuanming Elders have always used the Xuanming Divine Palm to fight against the enemies. They are invincible and no one can stop them.

Xu Xingchen can't do this, he must change the way he fights.

Then, the dragon-slaying sword inserted at the waist was unsheathed in an instant.

Choke~~~!

Like the roar of a dragon echoing in the air, a ray of cold light cut through the red tornado and the white vortex, forcing the two Xuanming elders to retreat three feet away.

As the wind and clouds dispersed, Xu Xingchen's clothes fluttered and he waved his sword: "You two, even if you like to use your numbers to bully the few, don't blame me for using my weapons!"

The two Xuanming elders glanced at the blade of the Dragon Slaying Sword, seemed to feel its sharpness, and frowned.

"Brother, the sword in his hand doesn't seem simple!"

"What are you afraid of? He has weapons, but don't we have weapons?"

"Oh, that's right. We often use the Mysterious Nether Palm to fight the enemy. I almost forget that we both have weapons."

"Boy, my name is Lu Zhangke, and his name is He Biweng. We both know more than just the Mysterious Divine Palm."

The two Xuanming elders, one pulled out a deer-head short staff from his waist, and the other took out two crane-billed judge pens from his sleeves.

No matter whether it was the deer-head short staff or the crane-beak double pens, they were all dark and inconspicuous, as if they were just two very ordinary weapons.

"Boy, our weapons are mixed with the essence of meteorite iron extracted from meteorites. They are indestructible and unbreakable. Even your sword can't cut them off."

"This is a weapon specially forged by King Ruyang for us brothers. It was originally designed to counter the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre of the Central Plains martial arts world. It was left at home when I fought you last time. Otherwise, you would never have escaped."

Xu Xingchen glanced at the weapons in the hands of the two men and thought to himself, "The Mongolian army went to many places in the past. It is not difficult for them to collect some rare iron ores. It seems that my Dragon Slaying Sword has a rival!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and he smiled calmly: "You two, don't just talk, let's fight again!"

"I will fight you now. Today, I will capture you and tear the Ming Cult apart once again!"

Three figures flashed like the wind and quickly engaged in battle.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The sound of metal clashing was crisp and loud, and handfuls of huge sparks kept bursting and colliding, like blooming fireworks, bright and dazzling.

In one round, the two sides crossed each other, and after landing on the ground, the first thing they looked at was their weapons.

The eight-sided dragon-slaying sword in Xu Xingchen's hand was intact, without even a scratch.

The deer-head short staffs and crane-billed double pens in the hands of the two Xuanming Elders were also dark in color and had no scratches on them.

"Haha, come and fight again, fight again!"

The two Xuanming Elders shouted with joy again and pounced on him again.

This time, the weapons in their hands were covered with a layer of white Xuanming Qi.

Xu Xingchen snorted coldly, and his figure flashed as he approached the two Xuanming elders. The moment he raised his arm, a fiery red light quickly spread from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

A streak of red light fell from the sky.

Ding dang~~!

Amidst two rapid and high-pitched sounds, a red and white energy halo suddenly exploded, covering an area of several meters with terrifying power.

Dangdangdang
As the three weapons clashed fiercely, circles of red and white energy continued to explode, rushing in all directions recklessly.

Some rushed out more than ten feet away and turned into strong winds, blowing sand and rocks into the air and causing dust and smoke to billow.
Some fell to the ground, exploding deep and long cuts, with white frost spreading out from them or emitting a charred aura. The Xuanming Divine Palm of the two Xuanming Elders was extremely cold and powerful, and they also had considerable attainments in weapons, with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

But compared with Xu Xingchen's swordsmanship, the difference is obvious.

After the three weapons had exchanged blows for only a few dozen moves, the two Xuanming Elders felt that the situation was not good. The opponent's swordsmanship was mysterious and wonderful, with complex changes that made people dizzy and dazzled.

Even if it's two against one, it's still hard to hold on!
After fighting for dozens of moves, the attack and defense changed sides. Apart from protecting themselves so well that no water could penetrate, the two men could not make any effective counterattack.

This was also because Xu Xingchen's Yuan magnetic ring was broken by them, and the Yin-Yang Yuan magnetic changes of the true energy in his body could not function temporarily, so he had to use complicated and exquisite sword moves.

If the Yin-Yang magnetic energy in the body can still be used, I will let the two Xuanming Elders know what it means: a heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not elaborate!
After fighting for more than ten rounds, the two Xuanming elders were completely at a disadvantage.

Xu Xingchen stepped on the ground continuously, his figure as fast as the wind, and a red streak of light continuously sprinkled down sharp sword lights, each sword pointing at the flaws in the moves of the two Xuanming elders.

One pick, two pierces, three stabs!
The three sword lights advanced step by step, with great subtlety.

With a light "puff" sound, a bloody wound instantly appeared on Hebiweng's shoulder.

The sword light was as agile as a snake, jumping and turning continuously among the dense stick shadows and strokes, and then left a long scratch on Lu Zhangke's chest.

“Wa ...

The two Xuanming elders were frightened and broke out in cold sweats, knowing that they were no match for the young man in front of them in terms of weapons.

"Brother, show us your special moves!"

"Junior brother, here comes the ultimate move!"

The two men let out a long roar, and their bodies turned into a white whirlwind again, spinning wildly around Xu Xingchen. The thick white cold air surged like a tide, quickly spreading in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, it covered an area of several feet in radius.

In the past, when the two of them fought with others, the Xuanming Qi emanating from their bodies alone was enough to make the opponent feel extremely uncomfortable, and within a few rounds, the enemy would turn into a lump of ice.

Today, they happened to meet a nemesis who was not only not afraid of the Xuanming Qi that they were proud of, but even his attainments in weapons were so high that they made them tremble with fear.

The skill level is not superior, the Qi has lost the ability to defeat the enemy, and the weapon is weaker than others.
All these disappointments made the two Xuanming elders a little flustered, until the opponent's sword light left two scars on their bodies respectively, the panic in their hearts suddenly reached its peak.

In panic and fear, the two could not help but use their most powerful skills, which were their martial arts divine forms: the deer and crane double form.

Suddenly, the sounds of a deer calling and a crane screaming rang out in the hearts of the people around.

A white elk and a white crane suddenly rushed out from the swirling clouds filled with white cold air.

The elk is about ten feet tall, and the crane has a wingspan of also ten feet. Both are made of white cold air. One is agile and nimble, galloping and leaping; the other is elegant and otherworldly, flying and circling.

The two of them chirped and danced gracefully in the cold mist.

Wherever it went, an even stronger and more ferocious mysterious cold air erupted.

The ground was suddenly covered with a thick layer of ice crystals and snow, like a white carpet.

The water vapor in the air condensed into frost mist in large flakes, as if being pulled by a bellows, and was rapidly attracted to the two martial arts gods, becoming the force they could control.

Under this sudden burst of mysterious cold air, the fiery red true energy that enveloped Xu Xingchen's body was suppressed in an instant, leaving only a thin layer.

The next moment, like a bonfire in the cold wind, it suddenly went out completely.

A layer of white frost covered Xu Xingchen's body like lightning, freezing his sword-dancing movements in the exquisiteness of ice sculptures.

A ten-foot-tall elk leaped forward like flying in the rising cold air.

A crane with a wingspan of several meters broke through the frost and fog and pounced fiercely towards the statue in the center.

The elk lowered its head and clashed its antlers; the crane stretched out its neck and pecked down with its beak.

The two Xuanming Elders did not dare to hesitate for a moment. They only wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him and quickly eliminate this immeasurable enemy!

However, things don't always go as planned!
From the exquisite sword-dancing ice sculpture, a dazzling brilliance suddenly burst out, like the rising sun, breaking through the outer shell of ice and snow and emitting a brilliant red light.

In this bright red light, there are shadows of ancient cypresses, the desolation of endless fallen leaves, the warmth of bells and drums, the noise of poetry and swords, the wonder of the upside-down sky, the tenacity of the pine trees welcoming guests, and the flying of golden geese and colorful phoenixes, riding the wind and riding the dragon, until finally, the long rainbow breaks through the white clouds and rises into the sky.
At this moment, the setting sun is in the sky and the mountains are dyed red.

All the wonders and beautiful sights, all the hustle and bustle, all the joy and happiness are rendered into a blazing volcano, emitting a vast and hot breath.

The extremely strong charm of swordsmanship spread all over the place. Everyone nearby was in a trance. They seemed to hear a magnificent voice, echoing in the devastated battlefield, shouting and chanting.
Flames! Like a mountain!
Flames! Like a mountain!
The elks and cranes that were rushing over seemed to be suppressed by the heavy mountain. They staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Then, a flaming mountain fell from the sky and crushed the elk and the crane underneath.

(End of this chapter)