Legend of the Great Sage - 1597. Chapter 1597 Divine Sword

The setting sun is gradually falling, the sky will be late, and fierce fighting is raging on the battlefield.

Millions of Asuras spread out over a vast area, and unlike Li Qingshan in the First Battle of the Demon Region, it was just the simplest frontal charge.

Asuras fought fiercely in every gorge, every hill, and every field.

Some stand alone on high posts, holding long bows and arrows like rain; some stand at the forefront of the battlefield, clad in perseverance, and battling at every step; they are free to shuttle on the battlefield, holding short soldiers, and appearing in ghosts and ghosts.

Even with dozens of wounds, stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky, they are still fighting endlessly.

They are by no means fighting alone and courageously. Concentrate on attacking the enemy, disperse to gain momentum, and create a situation in which long attacks are short, and the crowd deceives as much as possible.

That is incomparable to any war in the world, even an old sergeant who has been fighting in the Demon Realm for many years cannot imagine such a battle.

It is like two highly sophisticated war machines, violently colliding and violently friction.

“The impermanence of soldiers and the impermanence of water” is reflected here to the extreme, and there is a high degree of rationality in the enthusiasm.

Luo Hui Xiaoming took advantage of Needham’s innocence to dominate the entire battlefield for a while.

However, everyone, including him, knew that the key to victory or defeat in war was not here, but in heaven.

He has also been watching the decisive battle in the sky. Even if he was once a god, he couldn’t help but marvel at the speed of Li Qingshan’s progress and the endowment he showed in the fight.

“He is simply the perfect Asura by nature. If he was not born in the realm of the world, but the Tao of Ashura, even if he had never met that one, he would not be much worse than he is now!”

Originally, according to common sense, letting a soul to face a fighting god was like death.

Luo Hu Xiaoming still decided to ask him for help, only out of a kind of trust. It was not boring things like feelings or fetters, but the soldiers’ trust in the soldiers.

Under the same realm, Li Qingshan will never be defeated casually!

The sky dimmed, and the strong wind swept away the smoke.

In the dark red sky, a bright moon rose from behind Li Qingshan, his long black hair scattered like a beast’s mane, his face was dark and unclear, and his eyes shone like coals of fire, overlooking the entire battlefield. Then condensed on Needham’s body.

Only the divine eyes on the forehead are tightly closed-close your eyes and calm your mind!

Under the close gaze of those eyes, Needham didn’t dare to make a move easily for a while, and the most fearful thing was the closed divine eye.

Taking this opportunity to breathe, it also contained the extinguishing fire in the body, and the hollow pierced chest began to heal again.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan took a deep breath, the strong wind whistled, turned into two tornadoes, and was sucked into two nostrils by him. Pouring into the newborn’s lungs, propped up his chest high.

The heart revived, beating like a war drum, sending blood all over the body. The strength is restored to the most perfect state.

Suddenly, looking up to the sky and roaring, strong and fierce!

The long hair dances wildly, and the momentum rises rapidly, burning like a fire, like a cloud, covering the entire sky, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

The battlefield is quiet, no matter whether we are foe or foe, we all look up.

“bring it on!”

The killing intent was all over the sky, and the murderous aura, condensed into the shape of a fierce tiger, and pounced on Needham!

Needham sneered slightly, suddenly empty.

Li Qingshan’s eyes condensed, and he rushed forward. In the void behind him, a hand suddenly appeared, carrying overlapping afterimages.

If it weren’t for Li Qingshan’s quick response, he would have his heart removed again.

“Huh, the same trick cannot be used twice for me!”

Turn around, raise the fire, condense the army, swing the knife-in one go!

The six blades of divine fire that were as dark as ink slashed towards that hand at the same time, but only a bunch of afterimages were slashed.

“Really? It’s the same for me.”

Needham walked out of the void and dragged the overlapping afterimages. He went forward and backward, left and right, against common sense, making people completely unable to grasp its trajectory. It seemed like a stroll in the courtyard, but he was more than Li Qingshan. With a fast speed, one inch by one inch, he approached Li Qingshan step by step.

As the two advance and retreat, they fly across the battlefield like two meteors converging from end to end, and fall towards the distant Daze.

Needham’s hands are hardly attached to his arms, blooming like lotus flowers, flying like butterflies, swinging open the web of knives woven by six divine fire blades.

The ping-pong rattles and the black fire splashes, but he can’t touch him at all.

Li Qingshan knows that the physique of each other is too far apart, and if he fights in close hands, he has no chance of winning. In an instant, the hands would be peeled off and torn to pieces.

“Your God Eye, if you use it once, it will take a long time to recover! You have already used it once, if the second time can’t decide the outcome, huh!”

Needham was holding a set of winning tickets, suddenly crushed a blade of God Fire, and easily removed Li Qingshan’s arm.

boom!

The meteor fell into the Daze, and the ripples hadn’t bloomed, they were close to the bottom of the lake, and there was no way to retreat!

“Shut up, you’re not a goddamn saint!”

Li Qingshan yelled angrily-his eyes opened!

The world suddenly lost its color, even shape, and even quality.

As if returning to the colorless world, what you see in your eyes is only the laws of heaven and earth crisscrossing. What was constantly approaching in front of him was not an Asura Fighting God, but a collection of highly condensed and rapidly rotating laws.

The so-called practitioners, the so-called gods, have never been a special group of “outside the three realms and not among the five elements”, but are themselves part of the laws of heaven and earth.

Both power and life come from this world.

And most importantly, this law itself is also an illusion.

The Dao is invisible. The practitioners named it “Three Thousand Dao” for the sake of cognition and the gods to distinguish it.

All these titles, all names, and all laws are just bridges to the “avenue”.

“Therefore-everything is empty.”

Li Qingshan sits in knots, with his six arms stretched out, forming different seals, and his long loose hair is tied into a bun behind his head. The eyes are reflected in the tranquil moonlight and waves, like the enlightenment before the death, full of tenderness to the world, showing a “gentle appearance.”

That is one of the most important six aspects of Da Zi Zai Tian, symbolizing sacrifice, also known as “the disintegration of the demon!”

Before Needham’s hands touched his body, Ashura’s immortal body turned into flying ashes, leaving only the vertical eye.

Put all the power and all the hopes on this god’s eyes.

In an instant, all the afterimages on Needham’s body disappeared, and he couldn’t help but lift his head in astonishment.

Although I can’t understand what the “Saint Seiya” Li Qingshan is talking about, the threat I feel is clearly greater than the last time, such as falling into an ice cave or falling to death.

With the observation of “Muna Consciousness”, he could directly interfere with his body skills and eliminate his afterimages.

“Damn, what kind of monster did I meet at this growth rate!?”

“Destroy it!” Li Qingshan said silently.

Ever since, a black “eye” was cast at Needham.

He stepped back sharply, the “eyes” watching him. He escaped into the void, the “eye” still watching him.

As the god of war, he was as helpless as a mortal who could not escape the eyes of others.

That black “eye” had already penetrated everything, and this time it left more than just a hole.

“This trick is really terrifying, it deserves to be the sacred fire that burned down Sanlian City!”

Needham sighed, suddenly put on a delicate round arm shield, and waved his arm in front of him.

Click! The arm shield, which was as smooth as a mirror, split a gap.

boom!

Daze had not had time to shake up a round of ripples in the future, and he was instantly evaporated by the Extinguishing Sacred Fire.

On the dry bottom of the lake, Needham was unscathed and looked at Li Qingshan mockingly: “It’s over!”

Asura is not a magic weapon, and uses the most basic weapon armor, which is the so-called “Asura magic weapon.” They may not have as many magical functions as magic weapons, and their power often depends on the user. Not only can they not turn a weak person into a strong one instantly, but they will often eat the master.

But no one can question the destructive power and defensive power of these gods. The small shield that Nidam holds in his hands is the real Asura gods, the weapons of the gods.

And that burst of sacred fire was aimed at the flaws of Needham itself. Blocked by this side of the aegis, there would be no power to smash everything.

Li Qingshan was shocked: “I’m going to your uncle, this is too shameless!” If you can’t beat it, just copy the guy!

“Asura’s magic weapon, it was originally a part of Asura!”

While Nidam said, he put on a light armor, took out a fist sword, and came fully armed.

Li Qingshan didn’t need to look at it to know that this sword and armor were the most powerful magic weapons.

Not only was he empty-handed, but he also sacrificed the immortality of Asura and exhausted the power of the soul.

No matter how powerful the World Extinguishing Divine Fire is, it has become impossible to cross this shield and armor to attack the body of Needham. And with a light swing of that fist sword, his soul was about to be cut in half.

Li Qingshan’s thoughts changed: “I have something to say!”

“Want to escape? It’s too late, otherwise I will meet again and I will die!”

Needham was really a little frightened by Li Qingshan’s abnormal growth rate, and the shattering divine fire made him feel lingering. If he was hit by the blow just now, Asura’s immortal body would probably collapse instantly.

And if Li Qingshan “sees” more accurately and “sees” stronger, it may even make him unable to rebirth and fall completely.

If I don’t get rid of this scourge, I will feel uneasy!

“I hope you will not be born again, otherwise, I will have to chase you to death.”

He waved his fist and sword and severely cut it down. There are many afterimages, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the false. But it was sealed up, up and down, left and right, in all directions, all the way out.

At this time, Li Qingshan did not choose to escape, instead he did not know where he took out a wine pouch, poured a sip of wine into his stomach, and did not know where he took out an ancient bronze sword.

With a choke, draw the sword out of its sheath!

Fight with two swords-sword break!

Needham’s eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and he instinctively waved his shield to block-the shield shattered!

Needham’s expression seemed to be dreaming, and he looked at the inconspicuous bronze sword falling on his body in a daze-a cracked armour!

Li Qingshan’s expression was also exaggerated and weird. He just remembered that he also has a weapon. Although the swordsmanship is a bit rusty, he can handle it at critical moments.

Who would have thought that cutting an asura magic weapon is the same as cutting tofu.

Blood splattered, Needham knelt, gurgling in his throat, gulps of blood rushed up, and his vitality was cut off.

The destructive power of that sword far surpassed the resilience of Asura’s immortal body, and it was not the destruction of key nodes like the World Extinguishing Divine Fire, or simply a frontal crush.

“This…this is…what sword?!”

Li Qingshan shrugged: “The ghost knows.” He sighed again: “Saddam, Saddam, I told you a long time ago, don’t talk nonsense, don’t talk nonsense, why don’t you listen, you call it such a bad luck Name it!”

Needham wanted to say that I was not called Saddam, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out and fell to the ground without squinting.