Chapter 435: Honghu Totem, Magic Sword Might

Jiang State, also known as Hong State, because their national totem is a swan bird.

So-called, there are five phoenixes, and the red one is the phoenix; the yellow one is the phoenix; the green one is the phoenix; the purple one is the swan, and the white one is the swan.

I saw Ying Zhong flap his wings, and there was wind and fire gathering, and his body was brilliant, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, falling from the sky, as if a swan phantom emerged, the wind and fire danced, emitting dazzling light, and pierced straight towards Pei Xuanjing.

Pei Xuanjing's face turned cold, and his mighty momentum soared into the sky. The sky above his head changed, and the four seasons around him changed, and the clouds and mist filled the air.

He slowly raised his hands and formed his fingers into a palm, and then countless thunder and lightning gathered in his palms, emitting a terrible breath. The thunder in the palms turned into two purple-blue thunder dragons, making a deafening dragon roar, attracting wind and thunder to accompany, with a magnificent momentum.

His figure stood tall, his eyes looking around, the changing wind and clouds around him added a mysterious majesty to him, his long hair fluttering, like a god or demon.

Roar!

In an instant, he slapped his palms suddenly, and countless thunders turned into two purple-blue thunder dragons that roared out, making a deafening dragon roar, attracting wind and thunder, and magnificent momentum.

The purple-blue thunder dragon roared in the sky, causing continuous thunder explosions, from bottom to top, straight into the sky, and the air waves swept wherever they passed, carrying the aura of destroying everything, as if to destroy everything.

The space shook wherever the two purple-blue thunder dragons passed, and countless air explosions continued, leaving only countless afterimages and distorted space.

Boom!

The shadow of the swan transformed by wind and fire collided with the purple-blue thunder dragon, and the mighty explosion shook the world.

However, the shadow of the swan seemed to be even better. Its long beak and sharp claws tore the purple-blue thunder dragon into pieces, turning it into countless lightning bolts and dissipating. Then its sharp claws grabbed Pei Xuanjing, as if to crush him.

"Unfortunately, the Shenxiao Thunder Palm is still inferior to the others. It is no longer enough to support my needs." Pei Xuanjing sighed in his heart.

He was not surprised by the failure of this move. After all, the Shenxiao Thunder Palm was originally just a top-level martial art. Even though Pei Xuanjing had been constantly deducing and improving it over the years, it was not considered a top-level martial art among the unique martial arts.

In the past, Pei Xuanjing relied on his own extraordinary strength to attack, and the disadvantages of this technique were not apparent. Now that he encountered a strong man of the same realm, its shortcomings were exposed.

If this technique cannot continue to be deduced and improved, then the final result will be the same as the Zhenyue Palm that Pei Xuanjing used to use. It will gradually not be used and will be forgotten.

Looking at the shadow of the swan coming towards him, Pei Xuanjing chuckled and punched out, smashing it into nothingness and dissipating it in front of his eyes.

"Daoyou!" Taoist Qingxu said when he saw this scene.

He patted the Zhenwu sword on his waist, wanting to lend this Wanduan magic weapon to Pei Xuanjing to make up for his shortcomings.

After all, the silver spear in Ying Zhong's hand seemed extraordinary. If Pei Xuanjing really fought with the other party barehanded, it would seem a bit disadvantageous.

"No need!" Pei Xuanjing shook his head and rejected the other party's idea.

If it was the Sanwu Heroes and Evil Sword, it would be fine. The Zhenwu Sword was not compatible with him, just like the Seven Killing Swords in his hands. He could not exert his strength at all and would be constrained.

He slowly stretched out his white and slender right hand, and the Yuan Qi gathered in his palm. The flowing Yuan Qi turned into a Qi sword, and in an instant, six colors of blue, red, yellow, white, black, and purple were spread on it.

Although it was only a Qi soldier condensed by Yuan Qi, it still exuded a terrible aura, and the sharp edge made the air ripple and split.

With Pei Xuanjing's current strength, the magic weapon condensed by this method of condensing Qi into a weapon actually has extremely terrifying power, not inferior to many Wanduan magic weapons.

However, his behavior made Ying Zhong in the distance feel furious.

"Arrogant, how dare you insult this king like this!" Ying Zhong shouted and attacked angrily.

As a strong man of the same realm as himself, he still had some respect for Pei Xuanjing. After all, the other party was able to cultivate to such a level in this ancestral land, which deserved his respect.

Therefore, even if the Taoist just now intended to lend the sword to Pei Xuanjing, he did not stop him and let him do it.

He wanted to fight with the other party fairly and make the other party lose with conviction. Maybe he could also convince the other party and take such a talent under his command.

But he never expected that this man would be so arrogant. Although the magic weapon in the Taoist's hand was far inferior to the magic spear in his hand, it was not comparable to the magic weapon condensed by the other party.

In Ying Zhong's view, the other party gave up the magic weapon and condensed the magic weapon to fight with him, which was a contempt and insult to him.

He attacked with anger, and the long spear shattered the space. He pointed in the air, and the spear picked up the four directions, cutting across the mountains and rivers!

At this moment, the light feather wings behind Ying Zhong were more shining. Under the background of the light, there were a few more sacred traces. Coupled with the current overwhelming momentum, he seemed to be a god of war descending to the world, and the terrifying momentum surged up.

In the depths of the dazzling light, a cold light pierced out like a poisonous snake, and the fierce killing intent rushed into the sky.

Pei Xuanjing slowly swung the sword. The moment he swung the sword, his momentum changed, and a sky-high sharpness rose from him out of thin air, and his sharp momentum seemed to pierce the sky and the earth.

He swung the sword slowly, and his sword moves were ordinary, but his aura continued to grow and rise. The divine energy permeated the four directions, and the blue, red, yellow, white, black, and purple dyed the entire sky. The area of ​​dozens of miles was covered by these six colors, and the entire sky seemed to be wrapped in these six colors.

Although it was still daytime, there were faint stars in the sky, and the starlight dripped down to the world and landed on the sword in his hand.

Pei Xuanjing's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the magic sword in his hand made a violent roar. The long sword slashed down, and countless stars shone, and thunder roared.

The first style · Jiuyao.

A sword slashed out, as if the nine heavens and the Milky Way were overturned and rolled down. The surging divine energy attracted the infinite essence of heaven and earth and set off a huge wave.

The sword light was sharp, as if there were dragon roars and tiger roars resounding through the world. Countless sword-wearing warriors felt that the long swords in their hands were vibrating slightly, as if they were about to fly out.

Clang!

The magic sword and the silver spear collided, and two violent waves of air surged out like a tide, sweeping in all directions.

The collision between the two broke the space, and the essence of heaven and earth rolled and boiled.

Countless onlookers felt as if thunder was ringing in their ears, and the dazzling light made their eyes sting.

The strong men in the spiritual realm needed to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. If Zhu Houcong and others had not taken action in time to stop the fluctuations, some warriors with insufficient strength would probably have their eardrums burst and their eyes blinded.

Pei Xuanjing stood in the void differently, the magic sword in his hand was shining, but Ying Zhong was shocked by the terrifying power and his hands were numb, and he almost let the silver spear out of his hand.

He shouted and came out with the gun again.