Nuclear Power Sword Fairy

Chapter 128 Eternal Sky Curse
"not good!"

In the tall building, Tan Qingquan's expression changed drastically.

Under the control of Yinshen, the blade of the flying sword spun quickly and shot straight into the sky.

With the white waves scattered around the tip of the sword, the speed of the sword rose to nearly a kilometer per second, trying to get rid of the laser-like flying fire meteor shooting.

This speed...

Exceeds the bullet speed of close-in guns.

You know, flying swords are often less than one meter long.

And the maximum speed reaches kilometers per second.

A target of one meter travels at a speed of one kilometer. If the anti-aircraft gun wants to form a 100% barrage interception, it is equivalent to dividing one thousand by one, that is, the barrage interception ratio of a bullet is only [-], and it takes one second. It takes thousands of bullets to completely kill such a target.

And it is as strong as the 180 near-anti-aircraft guns in the hands of ancient and modern times. The maximum rate of fire is only 18.00 rounds per second, that is to say, the probability of interception per second is only [-]%.

Not to mention that Feijian is more flexible than missiles, and can increase the difficulty of interception through various maneuvers.

This shows the deterrent power of the flying sword.

But now, with the improvement of artistic conception, it seems that they have the ability to "predict" the trajectory of flying swords from ancient to modern times.

Not only did he easily lock onto Tan Qingquan's flying sword and shoot him, but he also successfully hit him, forcing his flying sword to turn and dodge.

only……

Useless.

"Zizzizi!"

Relying on the mysterious artistic conception, from ancient to modern times, holding the near-anti-aircraft gun and turning slightly, Tan Qingquan's flying sword seemed to crash into the barrage pouring out of the near-anti-aircraft gun.

No matter how he manipulated the flying sword to change direction or break through, there would always be bullets shooting sparks on the flying sword.

If it wasn't for the fact that the flying sword in Tan Qingquan's hand had both the characteristics of piercing through the air and toughness, it would have been blown up by the volley at this moment.

"From ancient times to modern times! Do you dare to kill each other!?"

Tan Qingquan's angry roar came from the building.

"Between the same family?"

From ancient times to modern times, his expression was indifferent: "I brought hundreds of experts and two close-in defense guns to Baihe City. Don't you think it's too late for you to say this?"

"You really think I'm afraid of you!?"

Tan Qingquan's eyes sparkled.

He didn't know what method was used to lock his Baixi sword all the time, but he realized that if he kept hiding like this, even if his spirit sword contained the characteristic of "toughness", it would still be torn apart by this terrifying metal storm.

therefore……

"kill!"

Accompanied by a low growl, Tan Qingquan's yin spirit burned blazingly.

The sword speed, which was already close to a thousand meters, actually climbed again, breaking through the shackles of a thousand meters, reaching one thousand one, and even 1000 two hundred meters per second.

At this frightening speed, someone as strong as Lian Shen could only vaguely see some phantoms of flying swords, but if he was replaced by Bao Dan, he would not be able to catch the flying swords at all.

With the explosion brought by Yinshen Burning, Tan Qingquan's sword sharply spun, broke through the sound barrier in an instant, and spanned the distance between Feijian and the ancient and modern with incredible speed.

km!

600 meters!
300 meters!
The instant the flying sword shot a hundred meters in front of Gu Jinlai, Gu Jinlai raised his head slightly.

A brilliant divine light surged out from his body.

In Tan Qingquan's Yinshen perception, there seems to be a halo of the sun behind him throughout the ages.

Immediately afterwards, unprecedented brilliance exploded, carrying the scouring, annihilation of Yin God's spirituality, and the destruction of consciousness, and hit the Baixi sword 30 meters in front of him head-on.

Eternal curse.

Different from the Great Sun Yongyao, the Eternal Sky Mantra belongs to the secret art of single soul.

In the past, from ancient to modern times, it was impossible to lock and capture the flying swords of the great cultivators of Huashen to shoot. Even if the flying swords invaded, they could only rely on the range skills of the Great Sun Light to block them.

But now...

Simulating the artistic conception with spirituality, the perception of the outside world increased geometrically. With the help of this perception lock, he allowed Baixi Sword to complete the penetration, and cast an eternal curse at the moment he shot to his side.

"Boom!"

There was a roar like a big bell in the spiritual world!
The flying sword that Tan Qingquan shot was like being hit by a nuclear bomb. The endless brilliance mixed with the high temperature that annihilated everything, instantly shattered the spirituality on the Baixi Sword and the Yin God attached to it.

Just like...

The sand sculpture in front of the tsunami collapsed at the touch of a finger.

Tan Qingquan's yin spirit didn't even have time to let out a shrill scream, and it quickly melted away in front of this blazing brilliance.

"Buzz!"

From ancient to modern times, he suddenly stretched out two fingers.

The Baixi sword, which had been annihilated with Yinshen and spirituality, was firmly clamped between the index finger and middle finger, making it difficult to move.

"what!"

The backlash of Yinshen's collapse caused Tan Qingquan, who was in the tall building ahead, to let out a painful scream.

From ancient to modern times, it has never been paid attention to.

He glanced at the Baixi sword that had been hit by at least a dozen or even dozens of bullets and had not yet been torn apart, and sincerely praised: "Good sword."

Then, he turned his gaze to the direction where the scream came from, and smiled slightly: "Thank you for the flying sword sent by the elder."

While speaking, the muzzle of the close-in defense gun that was originally used to block the Baixi sword in his hand turned.

"Zizzizi!"

Flamethrower.

Countless metal shell casings poured down, making a "clinking" sound when they fell to the ground.

This laser beam-like flying fire meteor merged with the original close-in defense gun, and went straight to the flying sword that was always located a thousand meters away, as if it was aimed at restraining his flying sword.

Although the great cultivator who manipulated the flying sword appeared to be cautious and maintained a sufficient dodge distance, but as the firepower of the two close-in defense guns interweaved, the flames burst out in less than half a second.

The flying sword that was hit paused for a while, and was instantly torn apart by the barrage torrent that followed.

Shooting the flying sword, his stature from ancient to modern times has not hesitated at all, his feet burst out with strength, and his three-meter-high body is like a demon god, carrying a billowing evil spirit, rushing straight to the tall building.

During the charge, the two close-in defense guns were still fully fired, and the torrent of barrage was vented towards the tall buildings like a storm.

Even though this high-rise building is made of precious materials, under the torrent of barrages, wood chips and stones are still flying.

Even some walls made of bricks and stones collapsed and shattered under the shooting of the streamer.

In just a few seconds, dilapidated holes appeared in this luxurious high-rise building in Baihe City.

"Oh!"

Stone chips fly.

Dust filled.

A figure who thought that hiding in the building could avoid being shot by the near-defense cannon suddenly flew out from inside, using the smoke and dust to cover it, it seemed to break out.

It was Ye Yiren, the great cultivator of the Taihe Sword Sect who transformed the gods.

But those smoke and dust can't produce any hindering effect under the lock of the anti-aircraft gun tracking divine sense, and the muzzle of the anti-aircraft gun turns...

"Zizzizi!"

A flame more than two meters long sprayed out from the muzzle again.

"Gu Tianjun...have mercy..."

Ye Yiren's frightened cry came from the smoke and dust.

In the next moment, the true energy dissipated, and bright red blood burst out from the smoke and dust.

Ye Yiren, who stepped out of the high-rise building, was still in the air. Before he could land in the future, his whole body had already been crushed by laser-like bullets, and then he was completely torn into pieces.

However, when Gujinlai shot Ye Yiren, in another direction, Tan Qingquan suddenly jumped out of the tall building that was almost in ruins, rose and fell at an extremely fast speed, and ran away in another direction.

that direction...

That's where the third red dot is.

"Want to go!?"

From ancient to modern times, he gave a low drink.

He stopped the state of mutual spirit with the close-in defense gun, and directly abandoned the two close-in defense guns that began to "die" quickly due to the dissipation of spirituality, and the strength of his feet exploded...

"Boom!"

Accompanied by cracks in the ground, his whole body smashed through the void like a cannonball, wrapped in billowing air waves and dust, and chased and killed the fleeing Tan Qingquan.

Movement method - Across the world.

"From ancient to modern times!"

Tan Qingquan let out a terrified roar.

Yes, panic!
At this moment, his eyes no longer had the previous indifference, arrogance, and confidence.

It was replaced by deep horror and fear.

as well as……

regret!

As early as in ancient and modern times in Sunset City, when he repelled Wuchenzi and Baixiang of Leng Yuezong with one against two, he should have realized that this person is definitely not a good person.

Just didn't expect...

He was so strong.

Not only is he carrying two powerful killing spirit weapons, but he himself has fully realized the artistic conception!

It was precisely because of his keen perception of artistic conception that his flying sword shot fell short.

Especially when he realized that the speed at which he has run wildly through the world in ancient and modern times is actually a bit faster than that of him who just suffered the backlash of the Yin God's collapse, the panic and regret in his heart soared even more.

"You and I are both elders of the sect, and it is a taboo in the sect to fight each other! If you kill me, the sect will never let you go!"

Tan Qingquan roared.

I hope that this way can repel the ancient and modern pursuit of him.

"This battle is started by you, and how it ends is up to me."

A muffled thunder-like voice sounded from behind.

Even without any threatening tone, it still brought Tan Qingquan an unspeakable oppression.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was approaching, Gu Jinlai, who was running wildly, bent his feet slightly, and the next moment...

Stretch!

Like a sharp arrow shot from a bow!

When the ground was cracked and stone chips were splashed, his culling speed suddenly soared, and the suffocating pressure made Tan Qingquan's scalp explode all over his body, and he couldn't help shouting to the front: "The sand is endless! Do you want to just look at me?" Die here!?"

"call out!"

The sword light breaks through the air!

In a courtyard a thousand meters away, a sharp sword light tore through the air waves and bombarded towards the ancient and modern with incredible speed.

Accompanied by a burst of divine sense communication.

"Forgive others and forgive others, Elder Gu, Elder Tan Yuan has already learned his lesson from being severely injured, so please..."

"roll!"

From ancient to modern times, there was a low growl.

The sound waves exploded like thunder.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and shook his hands, a group of bright spiritual brilliance condensed, as if a sun was conceived inside.

The next moment, the sun erupted, forming a fierce and brilliant beam of laser beams, and smashed towards the flying sword that was flying in the air.

Eternal curse!

"Buzz!"

The collision of spirituality and spirituality aroused great brilliance in the void.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, the ancient and modern figure suddenly rushed behind Tan Qingquan, and the heavy sword on his body was slashed off.

"die!"

"From ancient to modern times!"

Tan Qingquan howled wildly, his body bursting out with all his strength.

But Yinshen was defeated, and the remaining divine sense couldn't mobilize 100% of the power in his body.

Accompanied by the blow of the giant sword, his howling quickly turned into a cry of unwillingness.

"No!"

"Oh!"

The blood mist exploded.

The body of the elder of the Purgatory Sect was directly blasted into blood mist by the terrifying kinetic energy carried by the epee.

(End of this chapter)