frightfiction Chapter 576 Mistake
Chapter 576 Mistake
After hearing Lin Zhao's voice, Bai Qingtian was not able to infer the identity of the person in front of him. In addition, Lin Zhao was covered in a loose black cloak, so he could not tell which ninth-level talisman master in the Great Qin Dynasty this person was.
He knew every secondary professional who had reached level nine in the Ancestral Dragon Plane, but the one in front of him did not correspond to any of the characters in his mind.
But Bai Qingtian didn't think much about it. After all, there were many hidden masters in the Zulong plane who were unwilling to be registered, so he regarded the person in front of him as one of those powerful people.
"Master, if you are willing to help the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty is willing to give twice the value given by the Qin Dynasty."
Lin Zhao didn't expect that the other party would say this before he even started fighting with him. After pondering the meaning of Bai Qingtian's words for a while, Lin Zhao's gaze fell on the three armies that were trapped in the dragon formation and were constantly weakening.
The other party made this condition, not only because he was impressed by his status as a ninth-level talisman master, but also mostly out of consideration for his brothers.
Lin Zhao admired this sense of responsibility for the army, but it was a pity that the other party was from the Qing Dynasty.
"I have had a grudge against the Qing Dynasty for a long time. If General Bai is willing to lead the army to be loyal to the Qin Dynasty, I can guarantee that the Qin Dynasty can give you what the Qing Dynasty can give you."
Bai Qingtian tightened his grip on the broadsword, his eyes sharpened, and his tone deepened: "It seems that we can only see the truth with our own hands."
To be honest, Bai Qingtian did not think that the other party was his opponent. After all, even if the other party was a great master of the fusion stage, Bai Qingtian asked himself that except for the last step, his cultivation had been steadily improved step by step. Moreover, his rich combat experience was considered top-notch in the Zulong plane that advocated martial arts.
"I'm sorry." Bai Qingtian raised the big knife in his hand, and the clear and bright sword light condensed on the blade, as fast as frost and snow. The sword intent was burning, the sword light was cool, and the spiritual energy was poured into the blade, tearing the void, causing the space of the world where he and Lin Zhao were to begin to turbulent.
Facing Bai Qingtian's silent and fierce and sharp sword force, Lin Zhao dodged.
A dragon roar shook the sky, and the purple-gold spear hit the big knife without any hesitation.
Bai Qingtian could hardly describe the feeling he had after attaching this spear to his life-long weapon, the White Moon Sword.
The White Moon Blade let out a mournful cry after the collision with the purple-gold spear, as if it had actually collided with a powerful and majestic ancient dragon.
The numbing pain from the tiger's mouth reminded Bai Qingtian intermittently that his hand was broken just by the head-on collision between the sword and the gun.
The intermittent pain was nothing in his many years of fighting. Bai Qingtian took a deep breath and laughed loudly. A strong fighting spirit rose in his deep eyes. He shook his body, grasped the White Moon Sword again, and shouted: "Come again!"
Silver-white spiritual energy wrapped around his broken-bone hand. Bai Qingtian held the White Moon Sword in his hand. His slender body and the somewhat slender blade formed a sharp contrast.
Although he was at a disadvantage in the first confrontation, Bai Qingtian did not choose to retreat, but instead moved closer again.
Lin Zhao noticed that Bai Qingtian's deputy general had also appeared behind her at some point, with silver-white spiritual energy surrounding him. It was obvious that he was practicing the same spiritual skill as Bai Qingtian.
Then it's interesting.
Lin Zhao faced Bai Qingtian's increasingly sharp and fast sword moves, and kept swinging his spear, but it was just a defense.
Bai Qingtian looked tall and slender, and seemed to be practicing strength. After all, many sword practitioners who used swords mainly practiced physical strength. However, his attack skills and the constantly increasing sword power told Lin Zhao that the opponent's means of attack relied on extreme speed.
The only martial arts in the world that cannot be defeated is speed. These four words were perfectly interpreted by the spiritual skill used by Bai Qingtian.
It was the first time that Lin Zhao felt dazzled by a spiritual skill. Bai Qingtian had only one knife in his hand, but as the afterimage of his knife danced faster and faster, thousands of knives appeared in Lin Zhao's vision.
The lethality of each knife is not very good, but it is too fast.
Being hit by one knife will only break the skin, but what if it is hit by thousands or tens of thousands of knives?
The extremely fast knife seemed to have transformed into another terrifying weapon, rushing towards Lin Zhao.
The sword force was fully unleashed, just like the feeling given by Bai Qingtian after he launched an attack, sharp and fierce, as if it would hit the enemy's vital point in the next moment.
Lin Zhao retreated step by step, using the spear in her hand only for resistance and not for counterattack. Behind her, the deputy general Bai Qingtian did not keep his composure or check the distance just before she retreated in front of him. He just felt that he had accumulated strength, so he superimposed his sword power, holding a long sword similar to the White Moon Sword, activated his spiritual skills, and chopped towards Lin Zhao's crown.
His action caught Bai Qingtian off guard, and because he was the first to attack, Bai Qingtian had to move his sword faster.
Spiritual skill, White Rainbow Thousand Lights.
This was originally a spiritual skill created by a true immortal. When it is fully mastered, it can slash out a thousand times in one breath, forming a force like a white rainbow breaking through the clouds. In close combat, it can cause damage to the enemy at the fastest speed.
Of course, this is not the most terrifying thing about Baihong Qianhui. The most powerful thing about this spiritual skill is that its effects can be used by multiple people and can be stacked.
And the effect of superposition is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.
The Poyun Legion had experimented with this, and once, two soldiers who had reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritualization Stage joined forces to use the White Rainbow Thousand Lights, and in a short period of time, they repelled a person in the early stage of the Fusion Stage.
This is already a terrifying effect.
So when Bai Qingtian and his deputy general used Baihong Qianhui on a fusion stage at the same time, no matter which direction the enemy was, she would be greeted by an unclear sharp sword force.
However, the problem was that his deputy general took action prematurely.
There was a gap of less than a breath, which might not have caused much impact on those with less cultivation or combat experience. But even in this gap of less than a breath, even if Bai Qingtian wanted to speed up the sword to make up for it, it was still too late.
Lin Zhao blocked his knife with a gun and turned around to grab his deputy general. His deputy general couldn't believe that someone could actually use his body to bear his Bai Hong Qianhui, so he grabbed his collar and threw himself out.
Bai Qingtian's eyes froze, but the ever-changing battlefield gave him no chance to worry about his deputy general, because after Lin Zhao blocked a Baihong Qianhui attack, thunder surrounded him, and the lightning at the tip of the purple-gold spear almost condensed into a white color that was about to explode.
Lin Zhao stepped back on her toes again, but this time she was not forced by the opponent's knife, but was gathering strength.
Thunders gathered in the void, and between the dark clouds, a tiny bolt of lightning swelled up against the wind, piercing through the nine layers of the sky, and the wind and rain poured down on the top of the head, forming the shape of a dragon.
"Thunder Dragon, Tianyin."
A Thunder Dragon struck down, and Bai Qingtian was unable to dodge and was strangled by the Thunder Dragon. The White Moon Sword was barely able to protect itself.
Surrounded by the thunder dragon, Bai Qingtian began to release his strongest spiritual skills.
A sharp silver-white light burst out and collided with the thunder.
boom!
At that moment, the sound of a world-destroying thunder explosion resounded, and all five legions trembled at the sound.
They all looked up at the two figures in the void, and their breathing stopped.