Chapter 522 Yujian and Yushui
In mid-air, the two sword beams collided for more than a thousand times in the blink of an eye, and the flickering figure was almost invisible in the lightning sword beam.
While the raging sea roared violently, the turbulent waves crashed against the shore endlessly.
One side of the purple air is dense, overlapping, and the raging waves seem to spread into thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and soon dilute to only a trickle.
Wang Daoning always feels like he has nowhere to use his strength when he fights with Cui Wenjing. The two sides are a bit overwhelmed, so he has always been inferior to Cui Wenjing in the ranking of Book of Chaos.
It's not about softness over hard...Cui Wenjing is not soft either.
He is vast, purple air is full of mountains and rivers, and the atmosphere is myriad.
Wang Daoning has always had a hard time understanding why a person who is full of family can have such great ambitions, but these two contradictory points seem to be very harmonious when placed on Cui Wenjing. He is such a contradictory body.
Because of this, the sword intent that looks like the true master of Qinghe Sword is still not recognized by Qinghe Sword. In the eyes of Jianling, it seems specious.
But whether the sword spirit recognizes it or not, it is meaningless. Xia Longyuan robbed half of Qinghe Jianshi's energy, and the sword spirit's deep sleep is mostly due to force majeure. And his Zhenhai sword has been fully restored with the energy supplement of the Hai clan—maybe Cui Wenjing will feel that Zhenhai sword may not be Zhenhai sword now, but Wang Daoning knows it is.
The vast purple air gradually began to have ripples, as if it was a bit overwhelmed.
"With the vastness of rivers and mountains, the furious tide of the sea...Wen Jing, have you ever thought that the sea is actually wider than the land? It seems to be restrained, but when the strength and weakness are different, you will be completely overwhelmed and submerged."
The Zhenhai Sword seems to be advancing slowly in front of Cui Wenjing at an extremely slow speed, so slow that the engravings on the sword body can be seen, and the words are clear.
But in the eyes of Cui Wenjing, there is no sword ahead, nor Wang Daoning.
It's like standing alone on a precarious reef, facing a hundred-foot-high wave, which seems to be pushed slowly from a distance, but it is inevitable, overwhelming suffocation.
"Your practice has also improved, not entirely relying on the Zhenhai sword... No wonder you are so confident." Cui Wenjing's eyes were neither sad nor happy: "But Cui is not standing still."
A little bit of purple light looms in the turbulent waves, at first glance it is extremely faint, but a little gleam pierces through the turbulent waves, and actually breaks in, and the ten thousand zhang turbulent waves can't melt this weak fluorescent light.
Wang Daoning's pupils shrank: "You have reached this level..."
"also".
The monstrous waves suddenly turned into a very thin line, like the distant horizon, the junction of the sea and the sky.
"Ding!" The tips of the two swords collided, and both sides were shocked, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and flew back.
The two people who were at the bottom of the list actually saw the threshold of the royal realm.
Even if the Zhenhai Sword is restored, Wang Daoning can borrow more power from the Excalibur than Cui Wenjing's Qinghe Sword, and both sides will still lose!
Tianbang ranking, top and bottom are correct.
But while Wang Daoning was flying back, his left hand suddenly grabbed the air.
Cui Wenjing was originally only slightly injured, and was secretly recovering his disordered internal breath. Suddenly, his whole body tensed up. The blood seemed to be drained out in the direction of the overflow just now. He spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. sky.
He couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand, and fell unsteadily.
Cui Wenjing couldn't even pick up the sword, tried his best to suppress the rush of blood, and said in a low voice: "Inducing water in the body... This is not the skill of the royal family, or even the skill of this world. It really is the Sea Clan..."
"I'm sorry, Wen Jing." Wang Daoning stopped his fall, and shot forward in the air, stabbing down with his sword.
Cui Wenjing showed a smile.
The Wang family has the secret skills of the Sea Clan, how could he fail to guess it? I don't know how many ancient books I have read these days, and how many secret preparations I have made. If it can't be broken, it can't be broken, but it won't be beaten so miserably as if it was unprepared like now, even losing the sword.
Just when Wang Daoning felt that he could win, the Qinghe sword that seemed to be dangling and falling suddenly flew back up without a sound, and went straight to Wang Daoning's back!
This is not Qinghe Jianjianling's doing... This is Cui Wenjing's Yujian!
"Crack!" Wang Daoning penetrated with a sword, and Cui Wenjing clasped his palms together, allowing the sword energy to pass through his body, tightly clamping the Zhenhai sword.
Cui Wenjing took the sword, fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and laughed.
Everything is as expected. My family members like myself have nothing else to say. Losing the ancestral sword is as uncomfortable as dying. Wang Daoning was reluctant to throw away the sword immediately, just as he did not expect that he would throw away the ancestral sword on his own initiative.
In fact, I didn’t get any better. In the end, I still had to get the sword back, otherwise I wouldn’t feel at ease even if I died.
Such results are well deserved.
I have no resistance anymore, Wang Daoning probably still has the strength to make up for himself again. But he is also seriously injured and it is impossible to attack Puyang, he must go back immediately to heal his wounds and cultivate... The next thing is up to the children...
Wang Daoning shook his head while clutching the injury in his ribs, admiring the old friend's calculation and determination in his heart, he flew down with a sword in his hand: "Wen Jing, I'm sorry."
At this moment, my heart skipped a beat, and I looked south in amazement.
The sky was full of evil spirits, and the sky was stained with blood, but even looking from a distance, there was a feeling of trepidation.
As if the power of a ferocious beast from the prehistoric era descended from the sky, dark red waves of blood came in front of you in the blink of an eye.
Wang Daoning quickly slashed with his sword, but unfortunately he was also badly injured at the moment, the blood wave broke open, and the evil spirit couldn't be dissipated, rushing towards him. Even if he transported the stellar energy to protect the body in time, he was still smashed to pieces, which was unspeakable.
Now Cui Wang’s injuries are almost the same...
This is definitely a blow that is close to Yujing. Which Tianbang is here to pick peaches?
Wang Daoning tried his best to look around, and saw a big man rushing towards him with a broad knife in his hand: "The idiot hurts my father-in-law, don't go!"
...Zhao Changhe? How did he deliver that blow just now?
Wang Daoning could almost see Cui Wenjing, who was on the ground, grinning, his mouth almost reaching the ears.
Oh shit.
The most annoying thing is that I really have to leave now, otherwise maybe the Book of Chaos will flash "Cui Wenjing and Zhao Changhe team up to kill Wang Dao Ning Yu Puyang"... No. Wang Daoning was about to turn around when he stopped suddenly.
Zhao Changhe should die here, otherwise Zhaoling will not be an opponent in the future.
A thought flashed across his mind, Zhao Changhe had already rushed towards him, with a leap, he slashed wildly: "Death!"
A transparent water-like shadow suddenly appeared from behind Wang Daoning, and a palm was silently printed on Zhao Changhe's chest.
Cui Wenjing shouted: "Be careful!"
Suddenly, a dragon-shaped fist shadow descended from the sky, viciously bombarding the water-marked shadow.
Wang Daoning was shocked: "Xia Longyuan!"
Zhao Changhe didn't have time to care about Wang Daoning, so he threw himself hard, and flew away from the boxing range with Cui Wenjing in his arms.
"Boom!" The earth-shattering explosion resounded through the space.
Zhao Changhe also failed to completely avoid the aftermath of the energy. He was knocked out several times before he stopped. He coughed and turned his head to look. pit.
Wang Daoning has disappeared, and the shadow of the water pattern is also missing.
Looking down at the father-in-law in his arms, his face was as golden as paper, and he was completely unconscious.
Zhao Changhe gasped for a while, then jumped up suddenly, and pointed to the sky: "Old Xia, I am a fool, you are watching the battle here, and you just sit and watch Lao Cui die? Seeing the appearance of the Hai Clan, you will make a move." , It doesn’t matter whether you will be accidentally injured or not, do you feel that you are very strong? Others are protecting your country and your country!”
The air was quiet, and no one responded for a long time.
At the same time, three thousand Blood God cultists appeared on the periphery of the battlefield. Wang Zhaoling led them to retreat because he had no intention of fighting.
Cui Yuanyong opened the gate of the city and led Qingqi to chase after him. After a chaotic battle, the two sides withdrew each other.
The first battle of the Wang family's rebellion failed.
(end of this chapter)