Chapter three hundred and eighteen only out of the sword(2/2)
In the end, the two landed on the high wall of the outer city of the capital.
On this horse walking path, arrows stomped on each one and the walls burst into pieces. Dust was scattered in and out of the capital.
It seems that after Chen Pingan came here, he really lost the last bit of restraint and completely let go.
The art of controlling a sword is almost the same as the method of controlling a sword.
A long horse trail was completely destroyed by the long-lasting rainbow sword energy.
Occasionally there would be a gap, and just as Ding Ying was about to escape, Chen Pingan would punch him back into the sword energy cage.
Ding Ying, who was the most powerful person in the world, was firmly in the upper hand for the first time since he reached the top of Jianghu Jiazi, and he was so oppressed that he had to be passive and defensive.
Although Ding Ying was not injured, several cracks appeared in the cuffs of his hands.
Chen Ping'an's body was light and nimble, walking leisurely on the broken horse track at a distance not far or near.
Ding Ying obviously also fired a nameless true fire. The Chang Qi Sword was touched by his fingertips on the sword body or hilt several times, and the sword's steel shaft collapsed and stirred endlessly. However, the sword Qi was abundant enough to form a long stream.
This loss is just like a huge boulder hitting water, causing water to splash on the shore. It can be ignored at all.
Chen Ping'an suddenly moved and stood on a solitary arrow stamp with both sides broken, and put his fingers together to form a mountain-shaking fist stake and a sword furnace.
The long energy that had been crazily surrounding Ding Ying suddenly rose more than ten feet into the air. The flying sword, which had already reached the ultimate speed, actually went faster than normal, and literally disappeared through the air, followed by a white rainbow carrying wind and thunder.
Falling from the sky, the long sword split open the head of Nanyuan City, then broke through the wall at the base, and instantly came to hover next to Chen Ping'an on the top of the wall, making a buzzing sound.
The dust dissipated and Ding Ying raised his hand. The cuff of his right hand was completely broken.
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of Chang Qi's sword, his palm touched the hilt for a moment, and then let go again.
Ding Ying laughed and said: "In the past sixty years, my muscles and bones have never been so stretched."
Chen Pingan asked the same question: "Is it great?"
Last time, Ding Ying could remain indifferent, but this time, Ding Ying was a little embarrassed.
Ding Ying stamped his feet, his figure became ethereal, and he could vaguely see his hands forming an unknown fist stance.
Behind Chen Ping'an is a vague old man with a lotus crown, pinching an ancient Tianguan Jue with his ten fingers.
In the air outside Nanyuan Capital City on his right hand, Ding Ying twisted his arms, rubbing out a ball of dazzling light between his palms.
In the air on the left side of the capital, Ding Ying stretched out his arms, his fingers like hooks, and two cracks more than ten feet long appeared on the city wall.
Chen Pingan held Chang Qi in vain, using his sword Qi to break through the formation in an avalanche style. With the long sword in his hand, he faced the enemy with the Shen Shen Tou style, which is a classic swordsmanship technique.
Dual-purpose.
In an instant.
A huge gap appeared in a whole section of the capital city wall, which was five feet long and six feet high.
For a while, dust covered the sky and blocked out the sun.
Ding Ying stood on the edge of the gap, looking like a master in Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.
There are rolling clouds and mist behind him, which is the result of Ding Ying no longer deliberately restraining his majestic energy. The clouds and mist continue to gather and disperse, and finally condense into the outline of a cloud and mist statue, as if a god is about to come to the world.
Chen Ping'an looked calm and stood on the other side, not looking at the vision of heaven and earth created by Ding Ying.
He just held the hilt of Chang Qi's sword with one hand, put his fingers together on the other hand, and gently rubbed it from left to right on the sword body.
This is Chen Pingan's sword in the long scroll of landscapes written by the sage and scholar.
Even if there is only a slight resemblance.
The unruly long sword actually trembled slightly, seeming to resonate with Chen Ping'an.
It seems that he finally admitted Chen Pingan and said to Chen Pingan, what do you want to say to this world?
Just keep your voice up!
Before this, Chen Ping'an couldn't even hold the Chang Qi Sword, so it could only be regarded as the sword Qi being close, rather than a real sword in his hand.
At this moment, this is the real sword coming to this world.
Chen Pingan suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, and at that moment, brilliant light bloomed from between the fingers of his left hand.
It was like a bright moon had risen, flowing in all directions like a tide, illuminating the sky and the earth.
It was already daytime when the sun was high in the sky, but at this moment, the entire capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom was still getting a little brighter.
After holding the sword.
The sun and the moon are together.
There was no scabbard for the Changqi sword at the moment, but Chen Pingan still made a gesture of unsheathing the sword.
Ding Ying was surprised to find that he could not cross the gap. Although he was shocked, he was not frightened. Behind him was a three-foot-tall statue of a god condensed with Gang Qi, overlooking the tiny man with a sword.
Ding Ying knew full well that he could not retreat.
He is obviously as motionless as a mountain, but he has his hands in front of him, transforming into dozens of arms, which is dazzling. There are Buddhist seals, Dharma seals, meditation seals, demon subduing seals, wishing seals, and fearless seals. Each seal is
The golden light shines brightly.
There are Taoist magic formulas, three clear fingers, five thunder fingers, heaven-turning seals, and heavenly master seals. Each seal has strong winds blowing and thunder lingering.
There are also Yu Zhenyi's Xiugang, Zhong Qiu's Bengquan, Jing Xinzhai's finger sword, Liu Zong's knife sharpening, Cheng Yuanshan's Arc Spear...
The spirit is exactly the same. Whatever seals and posture Ding Ying has, it has them, and its momentum is even greater.
Ding Ying's martial arts training brought together the best of hundreds of schools in the world.
Yu Zhenyi stands at the top of Taoism in this world, Lu Fang stands at the top of swordsmanship, Zhong Qiu stands at the top of boxing, Liu Zong stands at the top of swordsmanship...
But higher up on the top of the mountains, there is actually a Ding Ying who has been hanging in the air for a long time, making Ding Ying like the sun in this blessed land of lotus flowers.
This is really unreasonable.
Chen Pingan only has one sword.
Just draw the sword.
After one sword strike.
The spirit is shattered.
All laws are broken.
Chapter completed!