nyslfriends Chapter 1275 The 7th Style of Heavenly Sword, Daluotian!
Chapter 1275 The 7th Style of Heavenly Sword, Daluotian!
Chapter 1275 The seventh style of Heavenly Sword, Daluotian!
The seventh style of Heavenly Sword is Dongji Tian.
Before, the stars were hanging upside down, the sun and the moon were alternating, and the mountains and seas were shaking.
And now, all of that is gone.
The vast and mysterious sky gradually appeared, like a knife cutting down.
The sword intent burst out, shaking the earth.
The River of Death and Silence rolled out, ready to submerge the Tianyin Sect at any time.
However, the stars fell on Tianyin Sect and pressed the River of Death back.
Si Cheng looked at the sky, and the suddenly appearing world came down with endless repressive force.
Xiao Sansheng was as small as an ant under the knife.
There is no way to fight back.
"Uncle Master?" Xu Bai asked immediately.
He was not in the battle, but even watching from a distance he felt a palpitation.
I was terrified.
"The gap is too big." Si Cheng said.
Anyone with eyes can see how huge the gap is between Xiao Sansheng and Dong Jitian.
It's like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.
Hong Yuye, who was watching the battle below, kept looking at the sky. The tea beside him had gone cold without him noticing.
In the dark, the old smoker took a long puff of his cigarette, looking a little unbelievable: "At the beginning of the fight, I thought Xiao Sansheng wouldn't be able to hold out for long, but I didn't expect Dong Jitian to use such a move."
At this moment, everyone saw this vast world cutting down and wrapping Jiang Hao inside.
People watching from the outside cannot experience the seventh style of Heavenly Sword firsthand.
At this moment, Jiang Hao looked at the falling seventh style of Heavenly Sword and felt that he was being squeezed and chopped into pieces little by little.
escape.
This is his most direct feeling in his heart.
Must escape from here.
Otherwise, death is inevitable.
He felt despair in his heart, but his body moved forward involuntarily.
The corners of his mouth even began to crack.
This is a laugh.
Reason told him to run away quickly, otherwise he would be doomed.
But the subconscious of the body burst out with an unprecedented fighting spirit.
Even if you die, you can't take a single step back.
Tian Dao and Tian Dao did not flee from the battlefield.
If he ran away, he would not be able to draw the knife in his hand when facing the opponent.
So for the sake of your own sword, you must never run away.
Even if you die!
In an instant, Jiang Hao abandoned all thoughts, stepped into the sky with the Heavenly Sword in hand.
The first move of the Heavenly Sword is Moon Slash.
A full moon appeared.
But the moment it touched the sky, the moonlight shattered.
The second form of the Heavenly Sword is to suppress the mountain.
Hundreds of thousands of mountains and seas collapsed.
The third move of Heavenly Sword is Meteor.
The stars are annihilated.
The fifth style of Heavenly Sword, asked.
The earthworm shakes the tree.
The sixth style of Heavenly Sword is Galaxy.
Endless stars dimmed and shattered.
Looking at all this, Jiang Hao swung out the last knife he knew.
The fourth move of Heavenly Sword: No Regrets.
However, the moment he rushed into the range of the seventh move, all his strength was crushed.
The ruthless knife intent pierced through his body.
Severe pain spread throughout my body and a feeling of despair came over me instantly.
It suffocated him even more.
Blood spilled, and flesh turned into mist.
Even if he held the Heavenly Sword and held on tightly, he could not stop the sword from coming.
"It's useless. You have too little experience to understand what heaven is, and no one can make a mark for you."
Dong Jitian's voice came.
Jiang Hao could hardly hear what he said.
He held the knife tightly in his hand, and the feeling in his body told him that he still had one last cut to make.
But
No matter what, he was unable to make this cut.
It was as if his body was restraining him.
He kept reviewing the secret manual of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Sword.
But all the records about the seventh form in my mind remained unchanged, and were all blank.
In the seventh form, he couldn't know anything.
Except for the name.
But the name alone is not enough to perform the seventh move.
He couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Perhaps one really needs sufficient foundation, and needs to hone and experience the endless sword techniques of heaven and earth, before one can reflect the magic formula for the seventh style.
But I have nothing.
Feeling the unbearable pain in his body, Jiang Hao wanted to use his sword skills to resist.
But he had already used all the first six moves of Heavenly Sword, and there was nothing he could do.
This is still a manifestation of the sword's intent.
If you add cultivation.
You will vanish into thin air in an instant.
There was a loud rumbling sound.
A crackling sound followed, which was the sound of bones breaking.
But he didn't back down.
I want to break through the constraints of my body and cut out the knife in my heart.
But there was no sword technique, no sword style, no sword technique in the world as a foundation, no sword styles of others to guide, and nothing could be swung out at all.
He could only hold the knife tightly in his hand, refusing to give up or admit defeat.
The endless unwillingness could only make him grit his teeth and hold on.
But the physical restraints did not weaken.
Tian Dao could never wield a new sword.
Feeling the sound of his body breaking, Jiang Hao opened his eyes wide and looked at the endless sky.
He felt that there was a complete sky behind the other person.
It can be locked.
Lock the sky.
Jiang Hao thought of Locking the Sky, but he didn’t intend to use it.
What he needed was the harvest of the Heavenly Sword, not to use the Heaven Lock to block the opponent's sword.
The reason why I thought of Suotian was because I remembered the day when I comprehended Suotian.
Looking at the Heavenly Sword in his hand, Jiang Hao was a little confused.
I seem to be holding it too tightly.
For a moment, Jiang Hao put down the knife in his hand and looked up at the endless sky.
"Since there is no sword technique, let me use my body to feel Dongjitian, make up for my shortcomings, and compose my own sword technique."
"If my body is bound, then let me forget where my body is and communicate with the knife in the dark."
The moment Jiang Hao gave up resisting, the knife pierced his body.
However, Jiang Hao could no longer feel the pain, as if he had entered a mysterious space that was beyond words.
Feeling Dong Jitian’s sword intent and communicating with the sword in space.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe just a moment.
Tick tock!
A drop of water falls.
It was his blood that fell on the Heavenly Sword.
At the same time, Jiang Hao in the knife slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, he raised the knife that he had put down.
An indescribable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took a step forward, dragging his broken body.
Two-finger sharpening:
"If you can understand the mysteries with just a few words, why would you need thousands of books?"
Jiang Hao's steps were steady, the Heavenly Sword trembled continuously, and the sword intent shook the heaven and earth.
At this time, Jiang Hao had already put down his left hand, and the Heavenly Sword was shining.
"If people are not burdened by their appearance, then what is in front of them is"
Daluotian.
Jiang Hao raised his sword and slashed it down, using all his energy and spirit to strike with the ultimate blow:
"The seventh style of the Heavenly Sword, Daluotian!"
Boom!
The light of Tiandao poetry shines in all directions.
The sword intent reached its peak, as if the world was split apart in the middle.
outside.
Everyone saw Jiang Hao being covered by Dongji Tian.
I couldn't even sense any breath or see any figure.
It was as if it had disappeared into the eastern sky.
Hong Yuye had stood up without her knowing when. She looked at Dong Jitian in silence.
I don't know what I'm waiting for.
At this time, there was no more voice of resistance within Dongjitian, and it seemed that it had been defeated.
Hong Yuye looked at all this and took action.
The power of red is evident all over the body.
But she hasn't waited for anything to happen.
There was a vibration inside Dongji Tian, and an incomprehensible sword intent spread out like ripples on the water.
This sword intent has no sound.
But Hong Yuye heard the sound.
The seventh form of the Heavenly Sword, Daluotian!
Although it is small, it exists.
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