Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 153 In the past [-] years since I attained Taoism, I have never taken a human head with a flying sword!
Li Daoxuan looked stern, his slender fingers kept forming seals, and quietly looked at Yu Wencheng who was running towards him.

"The sun rises in the east, the black scum is raging, the eyes are confused, the hands and feet are difficult to move, the energy is mixed, and it is heavier than the landslide. Urgent as a law, set it!"

Whoosh!
A fixed body talisman flew out, turned into golden light and shot towards Yuwen Chengdu.

Yu Wencheng, who was galloping, suddenly stopped, and stood on the spot as if petrified, but in the blink of an eye, the fixed body talisman was torn apart and turned into pieces.

Obviously, with Li Daoxuan's current cultivation base and realm, the immobilization talisman he played would not have much impact on Yuwen Chengdu.

However, it was at this very moment that a giant blue sword flew over and slashed at Yuwen Chengdu's Shuangfeng Golden Crown, directly cutting the golden crown into two pieces.

clang!
Like ringing a golden bell, Wu Qiubai's Qingxia sword slashed at Yu Wencheng's head, leaving nothing but hot sparks.

Yu Wencheng roared angrily, grabbed the Qingxia sword and threw it at Wu Qiubai viciously.

boom!
The Qingxia Sword flew over Wu Qiubai's scalp, if he hadn't dodged fast enough, the head would have turned into a meat paste.

Yu Wencheng still stared at Li Daoxuan closely, as if he understood that he was the most threatening enemy.

At this moment, he had arrived in front of Li Daoxuan, and the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron in his hand slashed down on his head, stirring up a gust of wind, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground into a wild dance, forming a vacuum.

Li Daoxuan's eyes were fixed, and the wooden hairpin that tied his hair was blown away by the strong wind, and his long hair was blown by the wind.

boom!
The gold-plated phoenix wings hit the ground, and the dust immediately flew up, and the ground shook, forming a huge pit.

A trace of doubt appeared in Yu Wencheng's eyes.

Because just now Lee Do Hyun turned into hair and disappeared.

He looked at the densely packed yellow talismans in the pit, frowned, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart, and wanted to jump out of the pit.

But it's too late.

Li Daoxuan's real body stepped on the branch of a locust tree, as light as a feather, he had already pinched the thunder seal and finished reciting the incantation silently.

Boom!

The moonlight was shrouded in dark clouds, and dozens of thunderbolts fell, like a storm of thunder and lightning, wanting to split the earth into pieces!

Seeing the radiant sea of ​​thunder that completely submerged Yu Wencheng's demon-like body, everyone couldn't help but cheer up, showing hope.

Li Daoxuan showed a slight smile. The battle just now was just to lure the enemy to go deep. His real body had already dived into the ground, hollowed out the bottom, and put the Five Thunder Talisman. What remained on the ground was only his clone.

Yu Wencheng smashed his avatar and the ground, and naturally fell into the trap he had dug, and what greeted him was the bombing of the Five Thunder Talisman!

The young Taoist priests of the Longevity Palace stared blankly at this scene. For the first time, they understood what it means to wash the ground with artillery fire.

The ground was shaking constantly, thunder and fire spread wantonly, thunderbolts continued to fall like rain, and the turbulent air current made them retreat dozens of steps uncontrollably, only to feel better.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder finally dissipated.

In the sky full of thunder and fire, a figure stood with a gun, his whole body was scorched black, and the golden chain mail also turned black.

His body was constantly smoking, and the air was filled with the smell of barbecue, but it made people feel like vomiting.

"This... this must be dead!"

"But...why is he still standing?"

"No, can you still live like this?"

……

Whoosh!
Wu Qiubai urged Qingxia Sword, and shot towards the charred figure.

One hundred feet, ten feet, three feet, one foot!
Yu Wencheng didn't respond, as if he was really dead.

But when the flying sword shot an inch in front of his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his scorched palm and held the Qingxia sword.

Zheng!
Qingxiajian struggled vigorously, but to no avail, as if a poisonous snake had been pinched seven inches apart.

Yu Wencheng opened his eyes suddenly, he let out a roar, and the scorched black skin on his body exploded, exposing tendons and flesh and blood.

The whole person seems to have been peeled off a layer of skin, which is extremely terrifying and terrifying.

Obviously, Li Daoxuan's thunder sea bombardment did him a lot of damage.

He threw the Qingxia sword towards Li Daoxuan, then his feet shook, and he flew into the sky under the moonlit night, rushing towards Li Daoxuan.

boom!
The locust tree under Li Daoxuan's feet was cut off directly, and he jumped in the air, unable to draw on his body, the situation was very critical.

Under the bright moon, a figure soared high, holding a phoenix wing and a gold-plated iron, and slashed at Li Daoxuan's head!
At this critical moment, Li Daoxuan shouted: "Sister Yu, do it!"

Strands of blue silk swelled against the wind, like boa constrictors, wrapping around Yu Wencheng's hands, feet and body, tightening continuously, as if he was strangling.

Chen Ziyu finally made a move. She held back for a long time, and the first time she made a move, she temporarily controlled this unparalleled warrior.

It's just that Yu Wencheng's flying stiff body is really terrifying. He struggled hard, and the black hairs broke one by one, and the prey would get out of trouble at any time.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up, and he slapped his hand on the dragon singing sword box behind him.

"Exit!"

I only heard the sound of a sword in Canglang, like broken Kunshan jade, like the first cry of a phoenix, resounding between heaven and earth, reverberating for a long time, shaking off the flowing clouds.

I saw an incomparably bright sword light flying out of the sword box behind Li Daoxuan, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, surrounded by the shadow of a green dragon, and slashed towards Yuwen Chengdu.

With the appearance of this sword light, the Taibai stars in the sky seemed to be brighter.

The three-foot sword in the fairy box once entered the East China Sea to cut off the dragon's head!
Since Li Daoxuan obtained the golden box raising sword technique and the dragon singing sword box, he has raised his sword day and night. On September 81, he has already cultivated a mouthful of Taibaekeng golden sword energy, which can be said to be invincible. Immortal means!
In an instant, Yu Wencheng was shrouded in the sense of crisis of death. At the moment of life and death, he exploded with all his potential, and broke free from Chen Ziyu's black hair.

But Li Daoxuan's Scarlet Cloud Sword had already arrived before his eyes.

The sword is full of rays of light, the most frightening thing is the snow-white star sword energy on the sword body, which is so sharp that even the void is slightly distorted, as if being cut by a sharp blade.

Yu Wencheng waved his weapon subconsciously to block.

Clang!
The Chixia sword directly cut off the phoenix wings and the gold-plated iron, as if cutting a piece of tofu, without any sense of obstruction.

Yu Wencheng reacted very quickly, he let go of the weapon that was broken in two, and stretched out his hand to grab Chixia Sword.

clang!
Dazzling sparks flickered, and Li Daoxuan's Chixia sword pierced his finger deeply, more than half an inch.

"Hehe, do you really think that the poor flying sword is so easy to catch?"

Li Daoxuan squeezed the sword formula with his hands, and said: "Sick!"

The next moment, the Scarlet Cloud Sword spun rapidly in Yu Wencheng's hand, like an electric drill, rubbing bright sparks.

Ten fingers flew out and were chopped off by Qi Gen!
Whoosh!
Chixia sword pierced through Yuwen Chengdu's eyebrows like lightning, and then shot through a hill and flew into the starry sky without weakening its power.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Following Li Daoxuan's sword tactics, the Chixia sword flew back and forth, shuttled dozens of times in one breath, and shot Yu Wencheng riddled with holes, without a trace of life.

His tower-like body finally collapsed powerlessly, like a mountain collapsing, like a grand pass falling.

Cang!

With the fall of Yuwen Chengdu, the Chixia sword returned to the dragon-song sword box behind Li Daoxuan again, restraining all the sword energy and sharpness.

It's quite a kind of thing to brush off the clothes and hide the temperament of merit and fame.

(End of this chapter)