Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2969
Other people's swords are either driven by energy or by spiritual power.

In this way, using the sword as a weapon, as a tool, is no different from primitive people hitting people with sticks.

At this moment, Song Yuchan controlled the sword with the intent of the sword, which was an extremely clever method of controlling the sword.

It seems to stimulate the soul in the sword, and let the sword itself generate power.

In this case, no matter how heavy the divine sword is, it will move spontaneously, without requiring much power from the user.

Sword intent can be focused on any weapon, even a pile of scrap iron can be infused with sword intent.

"rise!"

Song Yuchan shouted excitedly, and raised the sword.

There was a buzzing in the void, and the sword energy flew up, stirring up a pile of dust.

"The stormy sea!"

Mang Cangye put away his contempt for this little girl, raised the huge sword in his hand violently, aroused a fierce sword energy, roared like a flood, and rushed towards Song Yuchan.

This sword kicked up dust all over the sky, rumbling forward continuously, swallowing Song Yuchan inside.

When Yan Qing and Wu Song were worried, a sword light suddenly flashed in the dust, and suddenly it was drawn upwards, the sword energy went from bottom to right, like a pair of sharp scissors tearing away the dust in front of them.

The sword energy flew up, and he arrived in front of Mang Cangye with a puff.

Mang Cangye raised his sword and slammed it in a block, the blade of the sword was vibrated, and the huge force wrapped him up and he took two steps back.

After the dust cleared, Song Yuchan stood safely inside, holding the sword in her right hand, and happily slashed across her eyes, shouting, "It's really a divine sword, the sword energy is so strong."

Taoist Plum Blossom heaved a sigh of relief, and boasted in the back, "That is necessary. Our ancestors are the mounts of Western Buddhas, and they were extremely famous in ancient times."

"Rebellious boy, you're still bragging!"

White Bone True Monarch and a group of True Immortals were on the opposite side, and they could not be as passive as they are now if it weren't for Taoist Plum Blossom.

Mang Cangye held his breath, and asked Song Yuchan, "Then you taught the sword skills of the Quanzhen boy?"

"what?"

The other immortals were surprised.

Song Yuchan said frankly, "Not bad."

"good very good!"

Mang Cangye suffered setbacks one after another, his face was dark, and he began to doubt his life.

He has practiced swordsmanship at home for 300 years. He thought that he would become famous all over the world after leaving the customs, but who knew that he was frustrated one after another when he first entered the Central Plains.

Now he can't even handle a child.

The essence and blood on his body overflowed wildly, and his long hair fell back.

The giant sword in his hand buzzed and clanked, attracting the gold energy from all directions to continuously gather here, and the wind blowing through the air became sharp instantly.

The nearby big trees were swept by the strong wind of Jin Yuanli, and the branches and leaves on the trees were scattered all over the sky.

Yan Qing hurriedly reminded her nervously, "Yuchan, be careful."

Wu Song clenched the God-Slaying Knife in his hand and stared at Song Yuchan closely. As long as she had a problem, he would immediately go to support her.

Song Yuchan stood safely opposite Mang Cangye, the long sword in her hand buzzed at the same time, and even competed with Mang Cangye for the gold energy on all sides.

This is the air-controlling style in Ling Xiao's Nine Swords, which can draw the enemy's sword energy for your own use.

"Are you going to use that trick again? Can you use a new trick?"

Song Yuchan yawned lazily, and drank all of Mang Cangye's savagery, "You have to catch this trick, and I will be at your command in the future!"

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

He really used this killer move, which made everyone around cough dryly, trying not to laugh.

The power of gold from all directions turned his giant sword into sword energy, roaring wildly, covering the sky and covering the sky, like layers of white tsunami, sweeping towards Song Yuchan's body from all directions.

The sword energy was so fierce that everyone on the field hurriedly used their means to protect themselves.

The sand, stones, vegetation, and trees on the ground were all turned into fine powder by the sword energy, and Song Yuchan was about to be turned into fly ash.

Rao is a real fairy like Taoist Plum Blossom, his heart was beating wildly for a while, and he secretly thought that if he encountered such a scene, he might fall into this sword energy.

The void that filled the sky was distorted and deformed by the sword energy surging like sea water.

The sound of the sword energy breaking through the air on the field mixed together, and they all turned into a thunderous rumbling.

The people on both sides stared at the center of the sword energy in shock, almost no one thought that the people inside could still survive.

Yan Qing and Wu Song anxiously raised their swords and guns, ready to attack Mang Cangye.

At this time, the fierce sword energy that rushed towards Song Yuchan suddenly circled around quickly.

An open space was formed in the middle, not only could the sword energy not enter it, but it was mobilized by a force inside and swept across, like a tornado.

A soft shout came out, "Wan Jian Chao Yuan!"

The tornado of sword energy suddenly rolled back, overwhelming layers of sword energy, and swept towards Mang Cangye's body.

"how can that be?"

Mang Cangye widened his eyes, let out a roar, and hastily raised his giant sword to roll up a sword energy barrier in front of him.

After the ferocious sword aura came overwhelmingly, they slammed into the sword aura barrier in front of Mang Cangye layer by layer.

Boom, boom, boom, a loud roar.

Mang Cangye didn't even think that he would fight against the sword energy that he drew.

The turbulent sword energy continued one after another, shaking his physical body a little, and blood was squeezed out from the palm of his hand.

His domineering Wu Clan body roared wildly, "Break the sword and break the river!"

At the critical moment, he didn't choose to defend. Instead, he raised the giant sword with both hands and slammed it upwards.

The howling sword energy of the giant sword turned into a phantom of a hundred meters, and it was suddenly drawn into the surging sword energy tsunami.

The sword energy from the two sides collided fiercely, and with a chirping sound, the Mangcangye's sword energy went from bottom to top, splitting the tsunami of sword energy in half.

With a buzzing sound, the sword energy scattered.

Scraping to both sides, the rumble smashed the low walls on both sides to pieces.

Song Yuchan smiled lightly at him, "What, do you admit defeat? Call me master, and this master can also teach you two tricks."

Mang Cangye held the giant sword in his hand, his legs softened, and his whole body fell on it.

He had already used all his strength, but the girl in front of him didn't seem to make a move yet.

The other true immortals hurriedly persuaded Mang Cangye, "Brother Jiankuang, winning or losing is just a matter of military affairs, so don't be stupid!"

"Admit defeat like a child, and you will lose your face."

"Brother Mang, if you submit to the wild girl now, you will never have a chance to stand up again in the future."

"..."

A group of real immortals hastily persuaded them, fearing that Mang Cangye would also turn against him, and the power imbalance between the two sides would become even more uneven.

Mang Cangye supported the giant sword, walked towards Song Yuchan step by step, and knelt down in front of Song Yuchan in front of everyone.

He raised his proud head, and sternly yelled at Song Yuchan, "I am a member of the Luzhou Mang tribe in Beiju, and I always keep my word. Since I lost, I voluntarily recognize you as the master, and I will not regret it in life or death!"

(End of this chapter)