Chapter 292： You are too old to keep up with the times

Wang Yang lowered his head and glanced at the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan.

But in the next moment, the dark aura on Weishandi's sacred sword dissipated directly.

Possessing the power to be immune to beholders, plus Weishandi is the source of white magic, it is itself restraining the power of darkness.

Naturally, he will not be afraid of this erosive power.

"Human, I advise you to obey me obediently, and I will give you eternal strength and life!"

The beholder's voice came slowly.

At the same time, a powerful spiritual force emerged beside him.

A more polluting force emerged towards Wang Yang.

"Submit?"

Wang Yang was too lazy to pay attention to the power of beholders that contagious people.

With a sneer, he rushed forward with the long sword in his hand.

For ordinary gods, the beholder must be an absolutely thorny enemy, an incomparably powerful spiritual force, a planet-like eye.

Exudes powerful spiritual power, pollutes the spirit, even the gods are fundamentally insufficient to resist, and they will fall in front of this creature.

However, Wang Yang's is different. His spiritual power is extremely powerful, and he will not be easily disturbed at all.

The sacred sword of Emperor Weishan, shining with purple light in his hand, charged directly at the beholder.

The sword light flashed.

Directly tore apart the beholder's body.

The beholder's huge tentacles are constantly twisting and changing.

"Damn, how could you not be affected, it's impossible!"

"No one can withstand such an attack!"

The beholder is a bit incredible. Even if the gods are under his mental power, their power will probably be limited, but Wang Yang didn't, so he rushed over and damaged his body.

The radiance caused by the powerful power around him, the pollution aura reverberated in the surrounding void.

"It's just that you're not strong enough. This level of power can't affect me!"

For the first time, maybe Wang Yang couldn't resist and was affected, but after the first time, his mental power seemed to be much stronger.

The beholder can no longer affect him at all.

A huge gap appeared on the beholder, with granulation twisted in it.

Perhaps this gap is nothing to the entire beholder, but if it were to be used by ordinary creatures, it would be a river of blood.

But the beholder didn't bleed, his body was twisting and changing, obviously the wound was also affected.

The invisible force is spreading.

Those granulation sprouts were growing, connected with the granulation sprouts at the other end, and then completely recovered.

It seems that there is no wound in itself.

"It seems that you are not as powerful as I thought at first!"

Although the wound on the giant beholder has recovered, it is clear that this beholder is not so difficult to deal with, at least it can be dealt with.

The sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in Wang Yang's hand radiated purple light.

Since he can tear his body apart, he can also be killed.

Seeing Wang Yang being so outspoken, the beholder roared, "Human, you will never understand how powerful I am and how omnipotent I am!"

The beholder said, and in the roar, his powerful mental power was condensed like his limbs, and a huge purple energy sword appeared in front of the beholder.

Obviously, the long sword condensed by the beholder was not the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan, but was condensed according to the long sword in Wang Yang's hand, in order to defeat Wang Yang.

Moreover, although this giant sword also has a strong purple aura, it has countless black patterns on it, giving people a very evil feeling.

It is completely different from the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in Wang Yang's hands.

Wei Shandi's sacred sword is full of light, and the beholder's giant sword is obviously full of darkness.

But no matter what, Wang Yang was still shocked.

I'm afraid the beholder is the most powerful creature he has ever seen.

Just relying on his powerful spiritual power, he can copy the Divine Sword of Weishan Emperor in his hand. Although it is different, it is enough to prove his power from fantasy to reality.

The key is that this sword is just like reality, and it can maintain its strength, which can already prove the strength of the opponent's spiritual power.

"Humanity!"

"This is your power, see if you can stop it!"

The beholder tentacle grabbed the purple giant sword fiercely, and then swung it down directly towards Wang Yang.

The sword fell, as if time and space collapsed and the universe was destroyed.

"Ding, detected the spiritual talent, is it fusion?"

Just as Wang Yang was about to resist the falling sword, suddenly a sound from the system came from his ear.

"Fusion!"

Following the fusion, Wang Yang felt a sharp pain in his mind, which was the expansion of his mental power.

It was as if he was originally a child, but suddenly became an adult, causing Wang Yang to be unbearable.

The beholder slashed down with the power to destroy everything.

Seeing that Wang Yang suddenly had confusion in his eyes, he seemed to have fallen into a coma. He thought it was because the power of the sword was too powerful, so the other party couldn't bear it at all, and that's what happened.

The beholder didn't show any mercy. Instead, the giant sword fell a bit faster, not giving Wang Yang any chance.

Just when it was about to fall on Wang Yang, the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan suddenly lifted up in Wang Yang's hand.

Boom!

Two long swords with a huge difference in size collided together.

A terrifying force spreads out.

The invisible ripples spread, causing the fluctuation of space to collapse.

Although the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in Wang Yang's hand looks as thin as a cicada's wings, it also possesses great power.

The beholder's huge long sword did not gain the slightest advantage.

Wang Yang had already recovered at this time. With the strength of his spiritual power, the power of the Weishan Emperor's sacred sword in his hand also became stronger.

In the next moment, the giant sword grasped by the beholder tentacles collapsed directly.

The shards of the giant sword smashed down the beholder's huge tentacles directly.

The power of black that contaminates all things is also sprayed from the tentacles.

The beholder howled in pain.

The huge tentacles were also twisting violently, as if they had suffered enormously.

"A mere human, why can you cut off the long sword of my spiritual power? It's impossible, it's impossible!"

A harsh, sharp voice resounded.

It even formed a transparent wave around it.

Wang Yang also felt some tingling in his ears.

Wang Yang's thoughts moved, and the powerful mental power spread along with it. The powerful mental power formed a defense, blocking the surrounding powerful mental power to form a huge figure shaking.

This kind of power can only be blocked by mental power.

"This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, your mental power is indeed very powerful, but unfortunately it is fake after all!"

Wang Yang slowly shook his head, and the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan pointed at the beholder in the distance.

"Impossible, my mental power can copy anything, my mental power is incomparably great, mere magic, my mental power cannot be copied!"

The beholder was furious, exuding a powerful incomparable power, and the severed tentacles were also rapidly regenerating.

It seems that any harm is fearless to the beholder.

At the same time, the outline of a long sword began to appear in front of him, and it began to become a reality.

However, compared to the long sword just now, this long sword no longer has the slightest purple aura, and it is full of an evil force of destruction.

"My spiritual power is beyond what you, a little human, can imagine!"

"My power will also last forever, forever!"

"I will use your power to destroy you, and then make you my container!"

"You will be my spokesperson on Earth!"

As the Beholder's words fell, a transparent aura appeared on his huge black long sword, which seemed to be like the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan of Wang Yang.

But when Wang Yang saw this scene, he couldn't help shaking his head, and the long sword in his hand raised his hand and chopped it.

The beholder didn't expect Wang Yang to attack this time, and without any hesitation, the giant sword in his hand fell straight out.

It was clear that the long sword in Wang Yang's hand was not even a toothpick to him, but the next moment it collided with the black giant sword on his tentacles.

The black giant sword in his tentacles collapsed directly.

Countless fragments collapsed directly.

The beholder saw this scene, and the huge eyes were a little shocked.

"Impossible, how could you let my mental power collapse directly and use invisible power!"

It was only at this moment that the beholder completely realized that something was wrong.

The voice was full of shock, as well as the long-lost wonder.

You must know that his power is spiritual power.

Although it can be seen, it is invisible.

To some extent, this kind of power attack can be regarded as a relatively virtual attack method.

Compared with tangible power, spiritual power is more indestructible and difficult to reach.

Although the long sword he copied has become a reality, it is still an application of spiritual power. If there is no strong spiritual power, it cannot be destroyed at all.

In other words, this spiritual power is an existence that cannot be touched at all.

No matter how powerful a person's weapon is, it cannot destroy a person's spirit, because the power is fundamentally different.

But Wang Yang actually destroyed his power twice now.

In the eyes of the beholder, this is naturally a bit incredible, what exactly is this?

Looking at the somewhat shocked beholder, Wang Yang couldn't help shaking his head slowly.

"You were really powerful at the beginning, but now countless years have passed, and an ancient existence like you can't keep up with the times!"

"It can be said that you are outdated. My current magic is always the use of ordinary magic!"

Wang Yang smiled and shook his head.

Of course, this sentence is only for the beholder.

The sacred sword of Weishandi in his hand is not only the use of magic, but also has powerful spiritual power.

Otherwise, he really may not be able to directly destroy the other party's spiritual cohesion.

However, after hearing what Wang Yang said, the beholder's eyes were filled with confusion.

Is he really old?

Seeing this scene, Wang Yang slashed directly at the Divine Sword of Emperor Weishan in his hand. Twenty taels of silver is a little less, but in modern times it is between 8,000 and 10,000 yuan.

At present, an ordinary soldier in the Dayu Dynasty is only one taels of silver a month at most, and a centurion is three taels of silver a month.

Maybe he will accept it.

In addition, Qin Hu is also going to draw a big cake for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.

Now it's up to him and Qin An to make it through the night.

"Little Marquis, I may not be able to do it anymore. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen." Qin An said in a daze.

"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay, get up and run, only in this way can you live."

In fact, Qin Hu himself is too bad. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not the one he used to have. What he has now is just a tenacious spirit.

"Wait!"

Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection that appeared a dozen meters away from the camp just now, as well as the sound of Xing Xing Suo Suo, aroused his alertness.

With the professional sense of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.

But do you want to inform Li Xiaokun?

Qin Hu was a little hesitant, what if he misread it? You know, his current physical condition is different from before.

In case the false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone grabs hold of it, they will be killed justifiably.

"Xiao Anzi, pass me the bow and arrow."

Qin Hu crawled under the cab and said in a low voice.

But Qin An's words below made him almost jump up.

"Bow and arrow, what is a bow and arrow?"

What, there is no bow and arrow in this era?

Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long.

It looks more and more like a weapon.

Wooden gun, this is the landmark building of the cannon fodder.

"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.

The opponent may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era, they are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.

Of course, if conditions permit, you can also throw a poison, set a fire, or perform a beheading operation.

"one two three…"

He and Qin An lay on the ground motionless, until at this moment, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.

"Pfft!"

It is impossible for a scout to wear armor. Because of the inconvenience of movement, this shot directly pierced his chest.

Following Qin Hu, he lifted the wooden spear belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and desperately chased in the opposite direction.

For the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.

After a few moments, Qin Hu threw a black shadow to the ground again.

Then he held the wooden gun to his neck, and with a crisp sound, the man's head dropped.

"Huhu, Huhu!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely, almost collapsed, lying on the ground gasping for breath, this body is really too weak.

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It was said that he just broke the enemy's neck and used only his hands before, but just now he had to use the power of the wooden spear.

"Qin An, come here and search for me."

Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield, he must put away all the spoils of these two guys as soon as possible. UU reading

"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a spirit level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, a scout's five-square flag, a kettle, two sets of cotton coats, two pot helmets, cured meat..."

"Qin An, brother, hurry, hurry, eat quickly, you are saved..."

Trembling, Qin Hu grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then poured water on him, and put on the seized cotton-padded jacket.

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Before dawn, Qin Hu chopped off the head of the scout before the sentinels who changed shifts came, and carried it into Shichang's camp to report what happened yesterday.

This is to prevent others from taking credit, he knows what kind of environment he is in now.

"With thirty taels of silver per head, your kid has made a fortune."

Shi Chang's name was Gao Da, he was a tall, muscular man with a beard.

At the beginning, he didn't believe it at all, until he saw the loot seized by Qin Hu, as well as the two corpses.

At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"It wasn't me who got rich, it was everyone who got rich. This is the credit of the ten of us together."

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