Chapter 154: Twelve Golden Men and the Wanren Divine Sword
After realizing that Pan Dan would not show up, Yang Guang did not panic, but a flame of anger flashed in his eyes.
He sneered and looked at Zhang Qianyang and Xu Qingxuan, with a strong murderous intent rising in his heart.
"What I hate most is betrayal."
"Today I will kill all of you. Then go find Pan Dan. Anyone who betrays me will die miserably!"
Li Daoxuan felt that the name Pan Dan was vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
Xu Qingxuan snorted coldly: "Tyrant, if you want to bring chaos to the world, have you ever asked my flying sword?"
After saying that, he pointed his sword together, and the sword, like a green dragon, shot towards Yang Guang again.
Zhang Qianyang also drew out a 49th Heavenly Thunder and continued to cooperate with Xu Qingxuan.
But this time, Yang Guang didn't seem to intend to hide. He actually made hand seals as if he was casting some magic.
The next moment, a golden light shone from his body.
clang!
Xu Qingxuan's flying sword was bounced away, and Zhang Qianyang's heavenly thunder was also eliminated by the golden light and turned into invisible.
A golden man several feet tall appeared on Yang Guang's body and enveloped him. The golden man would not move, but had a sense of eternity and was very solid.
Zhang Qianyang's eyes fixed, and he blurted out, "Twelve Golden Men!"
Yang Guang's red hair fluttered as he smiled and said, "Yes, that's right. In those days, Qin Shi Huang issued a military ban and confiscated all weapons in the world to forge twelve bronze men. This is one of them."
"It's funny to say that it was Pan Dan who found this golden man for me, but I will still kill him."
After saying that, he took a deep breath, and immediately countless corpse qi surged out from under the ruins and gathered on Yang Guang.
Li Daoxuan opened his third eye and was shocked.
The zombies under the ruins all knelt down, their bodies turning into mummies bit by bit.
The corpse qi in their bodies all rushed towards Yang Guang, obviously wanting to sacrifice themselves to help Yang Guang transform.
Even the dead Yuwen Chengdu had a thick corpse gas surging from his body, rushing towards Yang Guang.
Under Yang Guang's manipulation, the Jin people would not block the corpse qi from entering, but would only help him defend against attacks from others.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Zhang Qianyang repeatedly attracted thunder, but the thunder that had been invincible before, when it struck the Jin people, was like a drop in the ocean, leaving no trace.
The same goes for Xu Qingxuan's flying sword. The three-foot green blade can attack and kill everything, but it cannot cut through the golden man.
"It's useless. This golden man was made by the Qin Emperor. It was made from the weapons of the nine states. It contains the aura of humanity and is the strongest. Not to mention us, even if the old man came, it would be difficult to break this turtle shell quickly without the Sanwu Zhanxie Cixiong Sword!"
Zhang Qianyang sighed.
Hearing this, Xu Qingxuan seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.
Among the Jin people, Yang Guang's injuries recovered quickly, and his red hair grew longer and longer, almost reaching his feet.
A very strange aura appeared on his body, and his momentum was constantly rising.
"We must not let him get any stronger, otherwise when he comes out, we will just be waiting for death!"
Zhang Qianyang's voice was solemn, but he had no good solution for the moment. If he was in the Yang God Realm, he could try to attract stronger thunder to smash the golden man, but he was in the Yin God Realm and had old injuries, so he was really unable to do it.
"I understand. Leave it to me."
Xu Qingxuan seemed to have made up his mind and said, "I am going to use the ancestor's magic sword to kill Yang Guang!"
Zhang Qianyang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he said, "Haha, how could I forget that in your Wanshou Palace, you have hidden the Wanren Divine Sword that Xu Xun Tianshi used to have. This sword is known as the sword that can slay dragons, and it has infinite power. If you can unsheathe it, it will be easy to defeat this golden man!"
The magic sword of Tianshi Xu Jingyang is named Wanren, but people in the world often call it the Dragon-Slaying Sword, because Tianshi Xu once used this sword to kill many dragons that were wreaking havoc on the world.
It is said that he only needs to stand by the river and throw the magic sword into the water. After a while, the river will turn upside down, the water will turn red, and the corpse of a dragon will float up.
Only the old dragon sealed in the Octagonal Dragon-Locking Well in Wanshou Palace was an accident. The old dragon was a prehistoric alien species with magical powers comparable to those of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas. Master Xu Tianshi fought with it for seven days and seven nights with his magic sword before he subdued it.
"However, after Xu Tianshi ascended to heaven, he left behind the magic sword to suppress the dragon. If you ask the magic sword to be unsheathed, will it give the dragon a chance to escape?"
Zhang Qianyang asked.
Xu Qingxuan shook his head and said confidently, "Absolutely not. The ancestor suppressed the dragon with not only the magic sword but also the magic array. As long as the magic sword is not away for a long time, the evil dragon will not have a chance to take advantage of it."
"Besides, after hundreds of years of suppression, the evil dragon is no longer what it used to be. Its strength has greatly declined. It alone is no longer strong enough to break the ancestor's magic formation and stir up trouble."
Zhang Qianyang was relieved and said, "In that case, hurry up and get the Wanren Divine Sword!"
Xu Qingxuan sat down cross-legged and began to chant the mantra.
The Taoist priests in Wanshou Palace also heard their conversation and there was a hint of excitement in their eyes.
"The Grandmaster's magic sword? It turns out that our Wanshou Palace really does have a dragon-slaying magic sword!"
"Haha, I didn't expect that we could actually see the Wanren Sword today. Even if we die, we will have no regrets!"
"Bah, what unlucky words! Once the master's sword comes out, the only ones who will die are those evil spirits!"
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For these disciples of Wanshou Palace , the founder Xu Jingyang is the person they admire the most, no doubt about it.
They grew up listening to the legends of the ancestor, but had never seen the ancestor's dragon-slaying sword with their own eyes, which made them feel regretful. They did not expect to be able to broaden their horizons today.
Longyou County, Wanshou Palace.
In the center of the Taoist temple, there is a statue of Xu Xun Tianshi. He has a clear face, a long sword on his back, and his eyes are looking into the distance, looking like an immortal.
A young Taoist priest was sweeping the fallen leaves as usual, muttering something.
"Many of my senior brothers have gone out to subdue demons, and they didn't take me with them. When I have cultivated successfully in the future, I will also go out to subdue demons and monsters!"
After sweeping up the fallen leaves, he bowed to the statue of the ancestor and took out his small wooden sword.
"Please bless me, Master, and let me quickly master the art of flying swords."
After that, he took a deep breath, raised his sword finger, pointed it at the small wooden sword on the ground, and said, "Quick!"
The wooden sword did not move at all.
The young Taoist priest was a little frustrated, but he was not discouraged and continued to practice.
"God's soldiers, hurry up and fly!"
He shouted several times, and just when he thought he was going to fail today, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword.
The young Taoist was startled, thinking that he had mastered the skill, but he saw that his wooden sword was still lying on the ground.
Boom!
The young Taoist priest raised his head and saw a scene that he would never forget: the statue of the founder was shaking constantly. To be exact, it was the stone sword that the statue was carrying!
Crack!
Cracks spread across the stone sword, emitting strands of brilliant sword light.
Under the gaze of the little Taoist priest, gravel continued to fall, and finally a magic sword was revealed.
This sword is about three feet long and is in the style of a Han Dynasty sword. The hilt is cyan blue and decorated with a light golden tassel. The sword body is shining all over, with starry cloud patterns and two ancient seal characters "Wan Ren" engraved on it.
If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound of the sword is like a dragon's roar. This is because this sword has killed countless evil dragons and is stained with dragon blood and evil spirit. All aquatic creatures in the world are terrified when they see this sword!
With a sword sound that shook the nine heavens, the Wanren Divine Sword flew out from behind the statue of Master Xu Tianshi, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into the sea of clouds in the night sky.
The little Taoist opened his mouth wide.
"The Grandmaster's sword... flew, flew away?"
