Who says old students don't have a chance?
"Who says old students don't have a chance?"
There was only a sound of swords in the sky, and the scenery of the Zhenhuang Palace, which was thousands of miles away, cracked like a mirror.
The broken world turned into beautiful red plum blossoms and colorful fallen flowers.
With her hair neatly combed and her sword robe immaculately arranged, with a hint of panic in her steady expression, and a hint of anger mixed with her leisurely words, Mei Siren appeared out of thin air!
There are double holy tribulations above his head, and the tribulation clouds are grinding against the top of the sky, roaring and exploding, deafening.
The right hand holds the Taicheng Sword, the sword body is filled with reality and reality, and the sword's intention is vertical and horizontal;
On the left hand is Xu Xiaoshou, whose face is filled with despair and shock.
But even in such a hurry, the Meisi people still grabbed their students!
After the void sword intent disappeared, it was like a huge curtain had faded away.
The violent giant flying in the sky was originally thrown to death by the Holy Judgment Sword, but now it has turned into a plum blossom withered, leaving only the Holy Judgment Sword nailed in the air.
Everything just now seems to be an illusion?
Even No. 2 couldn't react.
It wasn't until he saw the plum blossoms shattering that he realized something. "Illusion swordsmanship?"
"It's phantom swordsmanship!"
At the same moment, Xu Xiaoshou, who was held hostage under Mei Jiren's ribs, was ecstatic.
He had long since lost his violent giant form. He originally thought that this giant form was lost because he was shattered by the Holy Judgment Sword.
But he never thought that this was just what he thought was "being crushed" subjectively, so he subjectively lifted the violent giant.
At the critical moment, Mr. Jiren took action and saved himself! Just when the sword of the Holy Judgment was about to hit him, there was a dull pain in his chest?
"That's not right! I clearly saw that I was hit by a sword in my chest, and I really felt the pain..."
Xu Xiaoshou struggled and touched his chest and found that he was not injured!
The wounds hit by the Jue Black Beam had healed. After that, the sword of the Holy Judgment never hit me! "The reincarnation of true and false, the ups and downs of reality and reality, this is the true meaning of phantom swordsmanship."
Mei Si raised his chin slightly and breathed quickly and silently, showing his calmness.
"That's not right! Teacher, didn't you say that you don't major in phantom swordsmanship, so you don't have deep attainments in this way?"
When Xu Xiaoshou got off Mr. Jiren's hands, he still couldn't contain his joy.
This feeling of surviving a catastrophe and rising from hell to heaven is like a dream.
But this seems to be the feeling that fantasy swordsmanship can give people...but it's too "dream-like"!
"I'm alive?"
Xu Xiaoshou pinched his face and slapped himself hard.
hiss! It hurts!
Mei Siren turned his eyes leisurely and glanced at the humanoid three-foot-long thing with twelve wings of light on his back, a sacred halo on his head, wearing blazing white armor, and a halo of light all over his body.
Sin Palace, forbidden creature?
The corners of Mei Siren's mouth twitched vaguely, and his scalp exploded slightly, and then he seemed to have remembered something, hehehe, and answered his student's question:
"The old man's attainments in fantasy swordsmanship are indeed not very deep." "Those who talk nonsense are often the ones who are the most deeply hurt."
"So Xu Xiaoshou... people must learn to be humble." No. 2 felt a slight pain in his cheek.
He didn't immediately see through Mei Jiren's phantom sword skills.
So that just now, was he preaching to a plum-blossom version of the violent giant that the other party had invented?
Are you being humble...Xu Xiaoshou licked his lips twice and did not dare to refute.
Humility is good!
Ancient sword cultivators should be so vain... Bah, humble!
As long as people arrive in time and no lives are lost, I can accept it no matter how humble you are!
Xu Xiaoshou finally glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of Mr. Siren beside him. He easily saw the teacher's meticulously combed bun, mixed with
Lots of dry curls.
Looking down, inside the spotless swordsman's outer robe was an inner shirt with a torn collar and a faint trace of blood.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes froze and he understood something. He took a long breath and said, "Teacher, you are late..."
"It's not too late." Mei Siren stared at No. 2 without looking back. He handed over a blackened arm and said:
"I tried my best to save you on the way."
"In the end, I discovered that this is just an arm, nothing more, not you."
When Xu Xiaoshou saw this hand from his second true body, he staggered and almost fell into the sky.
He caught it and crushed it on the spot! Just because of this?
Just because the second true form came out and ran to send a message, but failed to send it, it finally self-destructed, and then lost all spirituality and returned to its original form.
You were delayed so much time? Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.
He couldn't take his eyes away from Mr. Jiren's curly hair and blood-stained and torn underwear.
These are all too dazzling after all!
After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, demeanor...is it really that important?"
"Demeanor? What demeanor?" Boom!
Nine days of thunder catastrophe resounded, and Er Hao ducked away, trying to avoid the holy tribulation.
Mei Si didn't even raise his head. The sword elephant suddenly stood up and slashed forward with both kakaqingwuer swords. Shengjie was chopped into ashes. A strand of dry curly hair fell from Mei Siren's forehead.
He held up his hands and turned his head to look up, not knowing why, and said, "What are you talking about?"
This is what I said! Xu Xiaoshou was almost driven crazy with anxiety. Of course it was impossible for him to say:
When the second true body arrived at the scene of your Meiji's tribulation, you were still a bloody man who had been split by the holy tribulation so hard to recognize your true appearance!
When I arrived here, not only was the blood gone, but my clothes had also been changed.
Look at the situation, in the middle of the journey, you not only changed your clothes, but at least took a shower!
Just don’t change your underwear?
But how much time was wasted? If I didn't do this, I could have arrived earlier...
Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness suddenly flickered, and he focused on the key point - why did the Holy Tribulation disappear like this?
He quickly stopped wanting to complain and raised his eyes. This double holy calamity is not fake!
Mr. Jiren raised his hand and made every move... Bah, he didn't even move. In this holy calamity, he was beheaded?
It should be noted that Jiang Buyi was only in the first level of the Holy Tribulation, but his combat power was reduced to less than one tenth, and he was successfully taken away by himself.
Now that Mr. Jiren has been canonized, the double holy tribulations have become a cloud? Is this a semi-saint-level ancient sword cultivator with full combat power? Hope rekindled in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.
For the first time, he clearly felt that the liberated Tianji Divine Envoy might not be invincible, but also had shortcomings.
——Mr. Siren, this is the shortcoming of No. 2!
"What is he?" Mei Siren already had the answer in his mind, but he still asked.
"Tianji Divine Envoy, number two." Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the corner of the teacher's clothes, feeling full of security, looking at the holy angel in the distance and said.
"I understand." Mei Siren took a deep breath, "How dare you provoke him?"
"I didn't mess with him! He was like a mad dog. He came over suddenly and wanted to kill me... Xu Xiaoshou's eyes turned red and he cried loudly, "Teacher! I almost died! You have to do it for me. Make the decision!"
"Let go." "Oh."
Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly loosened his grip on his clothes, wiped the non-existent tears from his eyes, and asked, "Teacher, how sure are you of killing him?"
"Less than one point." "Huh? One point?"
Xu Xiao was so frightened that he almost broke his voice.
The liberated Tianji Divine Envoy is so powerful that even the Sword Master Mei Si is not sure?
Suddenly, he realized something, his face darkened again, and he said: "Teacher, how much is your 10%? You can't be so arrogant... humility!"
"One percent, that's 10 percent." Mei Siren's face was solemn, "I'm not kidding, this is not something you and I can mess with."
"Then you save him first..." Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and turned to one side.
The Five Deceased Heavenly Beings were still pierced in mid-air by the Holy Judgment Sword, unconscious and twitching in pain.
Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled when he saw it, and he asked with difficulty: "Teacher, is the death that you think you are going to die in the illusion really possible in reality?"
"meeting."
"Then why don't you quickly unlock the phantom sword technique? He is one of the Five Devastated Heavenly Beings, and he is my partner. It was only thanks to him that I could survive! He will not be able to bear it any longer!"
Mei Siren frowned and stared at Xu Xiaoshou, who was covered in blood.
He couldn't see how many wounds Xu Xiaoshou had on his body, because it took too long to repair them.
But he knew very well what it meant for this boy to face the God of Heaven Envoy No. 2 alone. It was not easy to survive until now, and he didn't know how much suffering he suffered in the process.
only....
"The magic of phantom swordsmanship has been solved long ago." Mei Si sighed. "What about him?" Xu Xiaoshou pointed at the five degenerates of heaven and man, with a blank look on his face.
"You should know that my master is not good at swordsmanship. He is not just lying. I have tried my best to save you." Boom!
The Nine Heavens Holy Tribulation roared, but was easily killed by the sword elephant.
But in the moment of light, the defeated figure of the orange masked man hanging on the Sword of the Holy Judgment was reflected.
The deity was almost dead, his breath was dying, and his whole body was convulsing in pain under the influence of the power of purification.
These, it turns out, are not illusions! True!
The joy in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes disappeared, and his face became extremely solemn. He didn't dare to deceive himself anymore, and subconsciously took a step forward, hoping to save the five declines of heaven and earth.
"return."
Mei Siren's pupils shrank, and he quickly took action and grabbed his student back.
At the same time, two rays of holy light passed by the direction Xu Xiaoshou had just taken and the direction in front of Tianren Wushen.
If Mei Jiren hadn't grabbed him quickly, Xu Xiaoshou would have been beheaded by now.
"He..." Xu Xiaoshou was completely unaware.
Mr. Jiren is here, so he doesn't worry about his own safety at all, but the state of the five degenerates of heaven and man...
"Hopeless."
Meisi people didn't even need to take a second glance to judge the fate of Xu Xiao's savior:
"With such a condensed ancestral power in his body, he doesn't have your special physique... You may not be able to recover." "It's just a matter of time before he truly dies." "The gods are coming. I can't save him."
Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.
As long as he takes off the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man from the Sword of Holy Judgment, he will surely be able to save people.
"Teacher..." "There is no way!"
Mei Jiren stared at her student with a serious expression, "You should understand that he has become a hostage. By keeping an eye on him, No. 2 can keep an eye on anyone who wants to touch him!"
Of course Xu Xiaoshou understands this.
He had used Situ Yong and Yu Lingdi as constraints before, and he was defeated and defeated.
But he still had a glimmer of hope and asked: "You take action..."
"As a teacher, I only care about you." Mei Si refused flatly and was extremely serious.
The liberated Tianji Divine Envoy will not joke with anyone. If he wants to fight, he must be very energetic.
How can you fight with others when you have two burdens?
So what if the five degenerates of heaven and humanity can be saved in the end?
Can this decaying body that is about to lose control be left by your side to recuperate?
Maybe as long as he keeps it, he Meisi himself will undergo a Holy Tribulation mutation, fission from the second level to the fourth level!
When the time comes, all parties will have their misfortunes gathered together, and everything will be lost.
Even Xu Xiaoshou, who had just been rescued from danger, might have to give up.
It is impossible for Meisi people to let these things happen, let alone let themselves become the people who were controlled by them at that time.
Human number two number two.
"Xu..."
The Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man hanging on the Sword of the Holy Judgment suddenly moved, and they raised their eyes with difficulty.
Xu Xiaoshou could hear that it was calling him, so he looked over quickly.
But at the same time, three flowers in the right eye turned upside down under the mask of the Five Declines of the Heavenly Being, and quickly flowed into its pupil.
Xu Xiaoshou's expression flickered, he closed his eyes and turned around anxiously, grabbed Mr. Siren's arm and said:
"Teacher, let's run away first, at least get away from this crime!
In the holy calamity night, the ruins of Zhenhuang Palace were illuminated for a moment, and the sword elephant destroyed everything.
Spiritual Awakening Trigger. The words stopped abruptly.
Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes and froze on the spot. "Hoo."
Heavenly Man Wushen laughed miserably, black blood flowed from his right eye, and his three-year-old pupils were forced to disappear.
He closed his eyes heavily, his voice gurgled for a while, and he finally managed to spit out one word:
"Run..." Xu Xiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. ...
In the distance, No. 2 glanced at Shengjie and said, "Have you had enough chatting?"
This sound completely drew the attention of the Meisi people. The enemy was at the head and there was no room for trivial matters.
"Mei Si people, I have been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come." No. 2 looked at it intently.
"Yes." Mei Siren nodded.
"When did you get in touch with the Holy Slave? Who is Xu Xiaoshou to you?"
"He is my disciple." "Why bother?"
"Since heaven and earth were created, they were originally chess pieces. They should have entered the game long ago, no need to ask anymore."
No. 2 was silent, the light wings behind him trembling slightly, and he stopped asking questions amidst the thunder.
When De Meiji's swords and elephants killed the Holy Tribulation again and the world returned to peace, he spoke again:
"You have been indifferent to fame and wealth for a hundred years. I don't understand what benefits the Holy Slave has promised you to persuade you to come out."
"You know." "You can't do it!" "You should try."
"Yu Tu can't do it, how can you compare with him?" No. 2 exhorted.
Mei Jiren sighed softly, and slowly raised the Taicheng sword on her chest. Her eyes changed from distant and calm to extremely firm:
"His will is clung to by the old man." "I've said it, no need to ask anymore." The words were not speculative. Meisi people don’t want to talk nonsense anymore.
The Taicheng Sword in his hand suddenly tilted, and the sword intent in his body shot straight into the sky, penetrating the holy calamity that had descended from the nine heavens.
"boom!"
The ruins of Zhenhuang Palace were detonated on the spot by the rampaging sword energy. When the Taicheng Sword flickered, a majestic and majestic ancient city appeared in the void.
Behind Mei Siren, thousands of swords above the sword elephant's head lit up and moved forward together.
The meaning of Taicheng! Wan Jian pays homage! "Absolute empire."
Mei Siren murmured softly and slashed away with his sword.
The meaning of the Taicheng sword and the power of the sword image complement each other and turn into golden sword energy.
A sword.
During the roaring explosion, the power of rules belonging to No. 2, which imprisoned the entire Sin Palace, as well as the Heavenly Dao, Holy Dao, and Space near the Zhenhuang Palace, suddenly collapsed.
Thousands of miles of white smoke, running around a palace.
Mei Jiren has a holy calamity on his head, a ferocious sword elephant on his back, and holds the Taicheng Sword, the artifact of chaos.
He stared away with a murderous intent that could almost make the liberated Tianji Divine Envoy tremble slightly, but his tone was deliberation:
"I want to take someone out of here, can you agree?" No. 2 tilted the Holy Judgment Sword in his hand and flapped his light wings behind his back.
That sudden burst of momentum forcefully pushed away the absolute empire, which was countless times more terrifying than Zhi Feng Xiao Se!
"If so, what if?"
When the people of Meisi heard the sound, they laughed loudly and stood with their swords in hand. Without moving, the sword intent gathered from all directions and poured into the sword elephant.
The sword elephant climbed higher and higher, like a giant that grew wildly and never-ending, and soon even the dome of the Sin Palace was broken.
On Void Island, in the Palace of Sin, a half-length ferocious monster suddenly appeared above.
This monster was extremely huge. The Qingwu Er Sword in his hand spanned nearly tens of thousands of miles and slashed towards the sky.
With two crashes, the Holy Tribulation was shattered into pieces and died on the spot. Kill the evil spirits!
This strange scene, far away from all the Jedi, is still eye-catching and shocking.
In the Zuiyi Hall, on the Zhenhuang Hall, Mei Si was indifferent, as if the sword just now was not from his hand, he just said calmly:
"If not...".
"The old man is destined to live and die, but you will definitely perish."
Number 2 was obviously shocked by the fighting prowess of this madman Gu Jianxiu.
Unlike most semi-saint-level spiritual refiners, if ancient sword cultivators are truly canonized, they will almost never be divided into main combat type, main control type, or purely auxiliary type.
The combat effectiveness of this group of freaks is only stronger than the other, and each one is more outrageous than the other. It cannot be explained by the common sense of spiritual refining.
The secret way... also won't work!
When the people of Meisi really want to break the double holy calamity, can they be separated with one sword? In that case, why did he come here despite this holy calamity, just to look good?
Number 2 almost lost his mind.
"Are you threatening me?" After a long time, he spoke out.
"It's not difficult to understand..." Mei Siren nodded indifferently, "This is a threat."
Taking advantage of No. 2's silence, Mei Siren reached out and grabbed Xu Xiaoshou.
He is strong on the outside but candid on the inside, but he actually has a countdown to exile in his mind, which won't last long at all.
No. 2 must also know this.
But precisely because of this, he is even more afraid of being trapped in a fight!
The sword master's desperate counterattack, with one sword, can unleash endless power, no one wants to try it!
Use your hands hard.
Mei Siren found that he couldn't pull Xu Xiaoshou and couldn't help but lower his eyes. Xu Xiaoshou is still in a trance...
He had clearly said just now that he wanted to escape from this place together with him.
At this moment, he was staring at that deity and five degenerates, what were he thinking?
"Xu Xiaoshou?" Mei Siren called softly.
But at this moment, he felt empathy for the choices his students might have.
Xu Xiaoshou said it lightly just now, but that sentence "It was all thanks to him that I could survive just now", now that I think about it carefully, it is obviously very heavy!
This guy looks childish, but is he a treacherous person? Mei Siren immediately spread the sword's intention to the entire audience, placed his heart on the world here, and held the Taicheng Sword tightly.
Xu Xiaoshou was still staring at the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, which was still hanging on the Holy Judgment Sword, but had stopped shaking and lost all traces of life.
He started to speak but stopped, stopped and started to speak again. Finally, he moved his lips and teeth and said in a trembling voice:
"Mr. Mito, can I, can I be willful for once?" "I told you, call me 'teacher'."
"Teacher." "Huh?" "I want to learn swordsmanship...
