"Space can't be blocked anymore..."
In red clothes, Xin turned around and said, feeling his throat was a little sore.
He is not afraid of the power of these young people.
I was simply frightened by the throne-level movements made by this group of young master-level people.
It would be good to meet one of these geniuses who can cross levels of challenges in the past.
But now, one after another, one is stronger than the other.
He Yuxing who can wield the "Four Swords", Gu Qingsan who can transform into the Hanging Sky Sword, and the swordsman who can cut off the heaven and earth with a sword two fingers wide when unsheathed...
"This isn't right!"
"Does this count as overstepping a level? It's obviously a move across an entire realm. Grandmaster, comparable to the throne?"
When his eyes fell on the swordsman holding the sword, Xin's eyes became even more startled and uncertain.
This one is definitely more than comparable.
Just with that sword just now, ordinary thrones are not enough to kill him, right?
"Ask a few people to strengthen the protection, use some energy to stabilize the space in Lijian Grassland, and try not to break it again."
Lan Ling was expressionless.
She knew that all this was just the beginning, so she turned around and said, "Miss Zhiwen, I might trouble you."
"You must have understood the Heaven Sealing Formation, right? You can use it to temporarily protect this space."
Originally, if Yu Zhiwen could not come, the responsibility of controlling the spiritual formation would fall on her.
But now there's a replacement.
Although this girl's cultivation level is not high, her understanding of the way of spiritual formation is no less than her own.
After someone resisted this task, Lan Ling was naturally able to escape.
After all, if you want to control the "Thirty-six Heavenly Sealing Formation" and command the actions of an entire team in red...
She can keep busy.
But the idea is definitely not as clear as commanding alone at this moment.
"Can."
Yu Zhiwen nodded gently.
She is not good at frontal combat.
The "Thirty-Six Heavenly Sealing Wu Formation" originally belongs to the Tianji Formation. It is a rare experience to have this opportunity to leave the battlefield and debug the formation while comprehending it.
"Remember to call me when you can't hold on anymore, don't hurt yourself." Lan Ling asked Yu Zhiwen when he saw that he was dripping with sweat.
"Um."
…
"There are four swords" landed.
The situation only lasted for a few breaths before it was broken.
Gu Qingsan, who transformed into a human form again in mid-air, suddenly flew down and pointed his fierce sword directly at the ground.
But at this time.
"Swish swish!"
Several figures shot out from all directions at the same time.
In the underground pit, Xu Xiaoshou pressed down the little junior sister who stood up in surprise, and froze the excitement in the girl's eyes.
He looked at the "You Si Sword" that was close to Chi Chi but only a few feet away, and couldn't help but gulp down his saliva.
"Stay here."
"Master!" Mu Zixi was anxious, "But there are four swords right in front of you..."
"Shut up."
How could Xu Xiaoshou not see "Four Swords" right in front of him?
But at this time, the more he had to resist the temptation.
Look, who are the people who rushed out this time?
Gu Qingsan, He Yuxing, Little Monk Bu Le, Tears...
All of them are young people.
It was obvious that what Hong Yi just said had touched the hearts of these guys.
If there can be no greater conflict, in the name of a White Cave practitioner, the "You Four Swords" can be brought out in a legitimate manner.
Even the storyteller might not stop this operation.
After all, if it succeeds, he won't need to take action.
And if Hong Yi breaks his promise later...
That would be ruined.
Things were originally planned for the worst case scenario.
It is a normal result that the red clothes break the promise and the storyteller takes action again.
And if they can keep their promise, wouldn't they make a lot of money?
Xu Xiaoshou can completely empathize with the psychology of these people.
The only thing that kept him rational and suppressed action was that there were no representatives of ghost beasts among the group of people who rushed out.
A turn of "perception".
Xin Gugu is hiding not far away.
Obviously, if he wants to seize the sword, this distance is nothing.
But this guy is the throne.
Once he breaks out, not to mention the identity of the stowaway, there will be one of his on the wanted poster that was just scattered.
When the time comes, it will definitely trigger Hong Yi’s madness.
"You can't move. 'Xu Yue Gray Palace' hasn't taken action yet, so they must still have some confidence."
"If you go out at this time, you will still be facing a gun!"
Bang!
While he was thinking, the ground suddenly shook.
The first one to jump in front of "You Four Swords" was not Gu Qingsan who fell from the sky, but the Bu Le little monk who was closest to the vicious sword on the ground.
"Hehehe, that poor monk is not welcome~"
Bu Le smiled stupidly at the sky, then freed up Fo Guang Dazuo's right hand and grasped the hilt of the "You Four Swords".
"boom!"
The ground suddenly shook, and black demonic energy rippled out.
At the same time, the magic pattern crawled along the palm of Bu Le's entire right arm.
But this guy was very hard-headed, and while he bared his teeth and grinned, the golden "wishing power" suddenly surged into his right arm, directly suppressing the demonic energy to his elbow.
"How dare you, Shuzi?"
The roar that Gu Qingsan snatched from the void made Xu Xiaoshou faint in the underground.
Where did this guy learn this sentence?
"ah--"
The young monk didn't care, and with a hissing sound of all his strength, he pulled out "There are four swords."
Immediately, he slashed at Gu Qingsan who was roaring from the horizon.
"call out!"
In an instant, a magnificent black sword energy was swung out.
Gu Qingsan's face turned green.
He didn't expect that the "You Si Sword" he had worked so hard to defeat would be captured by someone else first.
"You little brat, get out of here!"
While roaring and swaying, Gu Qingsan penetrated the black sword energy, put his two fingers together, and stabbed straight down from the sky.
"It's no use?"
Bu Le felt the sharp contrast between the powerful power in his hand and Gu Qingsan's unharmed appearance, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
"Go away, go away!"
"Let this poor monk bear the sword of this evil demon alone."
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
He carried the black sword, which was taller than a man, and slashed passionately from all directions.
In an instant, dozens of ferocious demonic sword energies were scattered from the center point, some even tore open the ground directly, and slashed across Xu Xiaoshou's head.
"This little thing..."
Xu Xiaoshou was angry.
There is no doubt that such a chaotic swordsmanship...
No, what the young monk is doing cannot be called swordsmanship at all. He is just slashing randomly with a black sword.
But it has to be said that in this situation, his attack is indeed very effective.
Not everyone is like Gu Qingsan who has the "Ultimate Swordsmanship" and masters the "No Swordsmanship".
Facing the oncoming black sword energy, even Lei Shuangxing and the others had to avoid the edge temporarily.
For a while.
After being defeated by Qingqing, Bu Le's only remaining enemy was Gu Qingsan, who fell from the sky.
"A fingering technique that falls from the sky?"
The young monk knew that the "four swords" he fired could not hurt Gu Qing at all.
Immediately he thrust his sword into the ground, made seals with his fingers, and raised his head angrily.
"Little Angry-Eyed Buddha!"
A masterpiece of golden light.
After giving the order, the Buddha's light shone brightly on Bu Le's body, and the shadow of a three-foot-tall Buddha statue suddenly condensed.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.
This phantom was not as spectacular as the phantoms he had seen that day.
But the power is completely within the control of little monk Bu Le.
"Edict!"
The little monk pointed with two fingers, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground.
In the loud explosion, the phantom of the angry-eyed Buddha exploded with golden light, directly shattering the space.
"I go!"
Gu Qingsan was startled.
He can transform into nothingness.
But if the space is broken, if it continues to go down, the current "Ultimate Sword Dao Body" will not be able to withstand the space fragmentation flow at all.
"Good sense!"
Unable to help but turn over and marvel in the void, Gu Qingsan wanted to make some move, but he heard the "Yousi Sword" beside Bu Le making a buzzing sound.
"Um?"
The little monk also turned to look.
But he saw He Yuxing, the only one who had ever come into contact with the "Four Swords". Although he was covered in blood, he was already standing more than ten feet away and began to summon the vicious sword with his sword intention.
"call out!"
Compared with the contradictory Buddha's light, the most dangerous things like "Four Swords" immediately responded to the call and rushed straight in the direction of He Yuxing.
"Hey, my sword!"
Bu Le suddenly became anxious. The Buddha's phantom did not dare to close up, and he stepped out of the broken space with one step.
"Tsk, your sword? What a joke!"
He Yuxing sneered and held the flying "You Four Swords" with one hand.
Compared with the sword cultivators present, he has an advantage that cannot be concealed, that is, he has touched a fierce sword.
When the root comes from the same source, you can use the sword intention to slightly bring the direction of "Four Swords".
"Sorry, this sword still belongs to me..."
Before he finished speaking, He Yuxing felt a chill go down his spine.
"despair."
"despair."
There was a soft sound behind him.
He looked back in horror, only to see an extremely ugly blind man with blurry facial features standing in front of him.
And the sword as thin as a needle in his hand was in front of his throat at this moment.
"when……"
He Yuxing's pupils shrank and he couldn't believe it.
His spiritual thoughts immediately swept behind him.
And the direction where this guy had appeared at that time had now faded into a shadow, gradually becoming disillusioned.
illusion?
"Gulu!"
I knew I couldn't swallow at this time.
But he couldn't help but his Adam's apple rolled, and a slender blood mark was pulled open on He Yuxing's neck.
"Sorry, it's not an illusion."
The rustling voice of Tears rang out, "The sword is not yours either."
Release your right arm slightly forward.
"Bang!"
Dozens of feet away behind He Yuxing, sudden rubble exploded.
Everyone's eyes were immediately drawn over, thinking that something had happened over there.
But in an instant, everyone noticed something was wrong and immediately turned their heads to look back.
After this sound was heard, He Yuxing let out a muffled groan, with a look of disbelief on his face, and was knocked backwards.
There was a terrifying blood hole in his throat, and blood was gurgling.
"hiss."
This time, the whole place was dead silent.
"Illusion swordsmanship?"
Gu Qing'er looked at his senior brother in surprise.
The blind man's original form, which was so lifelike that even he was deceived, was actually a phantom condensed by illusory sword skills?
"Um."
Gu Qingyi nodded slightly.
"So strong, now my junior brother has an opponent."
Gu Qing'er was shocked.
As the most difficult swordsmanship to practice among the nine major swordsmanship, his understanding of phantom swordsmanship is only superficial.
In the entire Sword Burial Tomb, the only one who has inherited this swordsmanship is the senior brother in front of him.
And that blind man could actually do this?
"Not only the phantom sword technique, but his sword..." Gu Qing'er hesitated and said, "Any idea?"
Gu Qing nodded wordlessly.
Gu Qing'er was frightened again.
Where did this swordsman come from?
There is such a person in the little-known... Shenyue Immortal City?
While still thinking, Gu Qingyi spoke:
"More than just a few words..."
"He has basically mastered the three thousand kendos of penetrating, binding, and even shaking."
"This ancient sword cultivator is very strong. Even if it were you, you wouldn't necessarily be his opponent."
Gu Qing'er immediately turned pale.
With so many swordsmanship skills, he is still a peak swordsman.
What rock did this guy pop out of?
Is there any place in this world that can cultivate such a monster-like ancient sword cultivator?
…
"My mother!"
Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding in the dark, was shocked.
This seems to be the first time he has seen the swordsmanship displayed by Lei Shuangxing without using treasures to fight against the enemy?
But this is too strong!
He hadn't even figured out how to use the sword just now.
Just give it away so easily and people will wear it?
Forget it if you wear it, but here comes a man who can wear it with a hundred steps... No, a man who can wear it with a hundred steps?
Looking at the boulder that exploded dozens of feet away, I'm afraid that even if my master's body stepped forward to withstand the sword, a big hole would be punched out!
"I wonder, how can I get these 'four swords'?"
"They're all monsters!"
"Mama, I want to go home..."
…
"Is it off track?"
With tears streaming down her face, she tilted her head and listened to something.
After a long moment, he frowned.
He knew that at the critical moment, He Yuxing tilted his head and regained half of his life from this fatal sword.
However, the suppressive power of Three Thousand Sword Dao is even more terrifying than the pure power of Heaven.
That guy should be completely withdrawing from the "Four Swords" competition stage.
really.
He Yuxing, who hit the ground with a bang, clutched his throat and couldn't say a word.
The spiritual energy in his body was running wildly, just trying to suppress the injury.
But at the wound, the condensed and compressed terrifying sword intent was simply the most lethal thing he had ever seen, except for the "Four Swords".
Like maggots in the tarsal bones, the sword's intention is not only unstoppable, but also indestructible.
It was stuck in his throat like it wouldn't stop, forcing him to not even be able to free his hands and think about other things.
"despair."
"despair."
The frightening sound came out again, and He Yuxing shuddered, his face as pale as paper.
He finally understood.
No matter how talented a sword sect from a small place like his is, he is only compared to a mere county.
The Hanging Sky Sword just now, the swordsman who was two fingers wide out of its scabbard, and the man in front of him...
They are both sword sects, but the gap between them is huge.
He didn't even know what kind of sword skill the sword that penetrated him was, so how could he fight against the enemy?
The difference between cloud and mud is a world of difference!
No solution.
There is no solution at all!
Hearing the "tap-tap" sound in his ears, He Yuxing's body couldn't help but tremble violently.
This sound, which sounded like the pace of the god of death, was approaching me step by step, but I... was powerless!
"despair."
The voice finally stopped in front of me.
In his blurred vision, he could vaguely see that the blind man slowly stretched out his hand, as if he was about to hold it at his throat.
He Yuxing closed his eyes in despair.
Sorry, Blue Fairy, to disappoint you...
"Keng——"
The sound of a sword sounded beside him.
He Yuxing's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened them.
While the audience was watching, he burst into tears and said "Four Swords" in his left hand, "Drawing the Magic Staff" in his right hand, and slowly raised his head.
They are looking at me...
Tears holding two swords seemed to be savoring something.
After more than ten years, he finally appeared in front of the Holy Temple again.
But, my world is already dark...
