"The Tianyuan Sect...who is here?"
A red robe was flying, and the Taoist descended from the sky. The soles of his boots stepped on a rather heroic face, and he said leisurely: "That's all, it doesn't matter."
"Han Fashou." The man at his feet gritted his teeth, and Han Fashou suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"It's disrespectful to call him by his name." He stepped down, trampling on the man's life, and shook his head: "The chief of the Tianyuan Sect is nothing more than that."
This place is above the South China Sea, and only half of the flying pavilion is broken on the sea. The majestic Tianyuan Sect's travel magic weapon seems to have been destroyed by some blow, falling into pieces, and about to sink in the waves.
"The Tianyuan Sect is full of stuff like this, how can they compare with senior brother." Ji Qingyan walked over and said with regret on her face: "It's a pity that this person came too late, otherwise senior brother White Bone Demon God would have been perfected long ago."
"This is because the fate method is not enough." Han Fashou said calmly, "The moon is still waxing and waning, and Taoism does not insist on perfection."
"What senior brother said is true." Ji Qingyan echoed, but Han Fashou did not reply. He looked up and saw a rainbow light escaping. The winner appeared, saluted and called: "Senior Brother Han."
"Junior brother Ying." Han Fashou narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You moved faster than I expected. Have Tianyuan sent this group of people to kill them all?"
The winner responded: "Brother, I have something important to report and will return early."
He always knew Han Fashou's temperament, so he hurriedly said without waiting for him to ask: "Tianmozi of the Xiantian Demon Sect is gathering his colleagues outside Nanzhan Baozhou to prepare to capture the Taisu Dharma Altar."
"Huh?" Han Fashou frowned slightly and said to himself, "This seems to be different from what Ye Xuanzhang told me."
Suddenly, hearing the name of the elder brother of the Xiantian Demon Sect from Han Fashou's mouth, Ying Fang felt shuddered and lowered his head.
It seems that there has been an agreement among the senior fellows from the major demon sects. No wonder Senior Brother Han was not in a hurry to go to Nanzhan, but still had time to intercept and kill the troops of Tianyuan sent to Nanzhan Baozhou.
Han Fashou seemed to be thinking, but his face gradually darkened, and he suddenly asked: "Taisu Zhengzong, how is the arrangement?"
"I don't know yet." The winner responded, "I just know that the person in charge...is Xu Zhuang."
"Xuzhuang." Ji Qingyan's complexion changed slightly, and Han Fashou seemed to be thinking, and sneered: "I see."
"Although it is of no benefit to me to look south to Baozhou, the decree has been issued in the gate after all." Han Fashou thought: "If you want to break through the formation gate, Ye Xuanzhang's strategy is indeed a good way."
"You can't let a fool like Tian Mozi die easily due to his arrogance."
Han Fashou's willow-leaf-like eyes flashed with a cold light, and suddenly he waved his sleeves, rising from the ground like a string, turning into a white rainbow light and rushing into the clouds. Before the two winners could react, I only heard the faint words he left behind:
"Clear your hands and don't leave anyone from the Tianyuan faction."
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More than ten thousand miles away.
Tian Mozi gave the order, and everyone did not hesitate to follow it. There was no need to fly away individually, and the entire pagoda was heading south.
It didn't take long to see the mainland in sight. As expected, the wind was fierce and the momentum was terrifying. Many people here had personally explored it and knew how powerful it was, but they were still very unfamiliar with the situation in the Shengmen.
Although they have not yet approached, many people have used their magical powers to look around. They saw a high altar on Crescent Island, and there were indeed figures of people above, but there were flags and flags, which were surrounded by clouds, making it difficult to peek.
Only at the highest point, a Taoist man sat majestically under the sky, with a wooden case in front of him burning incense. On the left and right, there were Taoist boys holding mirrors and serving swords. Behind him, the powerful man stood upright, solemn and solemn.
"Xuzhuang." Shao Qian's eyes darkened. Since the battle at Mangshan, he had not only defeated Yin Shanzun, but he had also been imprisoned for not doing things well.
But no matter what happened, it was better than Chi Ming dying on the spot and turning into ashes. He had no regrets in his heart, but he was more afraid of Xu Zhuang than anyone else here.
"The so-called genius is someone who can do what others can't do. Who here is not like that? But when you meet a higher-level person, you will never consider yourself mediocre."
Shao Qian leaned on the back of his chair and his eyes changed: "This person must have made some progress again. He may not be able to compete with Liu Zhuo, otherwise Tai Su would not order him to take charge."
"If Tianmozi despises Xu Zhuang too much, this trip may not go smoothly. I need to prepare early..."
Now he is receiving a cold reception in the sect, but he no longer has Yuan Shen Taoist skills to protect him.
While Shao Qian was thinking, Tian Mozi had already stood up from the chair and asked, "Is this person Xu Zhuang?"
An elder came up behind him and responded in a low voice.
Tian Mozi nodded and commented with interest: "Extraordinary bearing."
At this time, the pagoda had gradually moved outside the formation gate. Xu Zhuang seemed to be aware of it. He raised his eyes and saw that the two people's eyes seemed to be intertwined through the restriction. Tianmozi couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
"Hmph." After thinking for a while, Tian Mozi suddenly stood up, walked to a high-spirited young Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth, and asked with a smile: "Junior Brother Xue, do you dare to go and call for formation?"
This person's name is Xue Yue. Although it is a true biography, he is a Nascent Soul that was only cultivated by the Xiantian Demon Sect more than ten years ago. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be startled. However, he did not feel afraid. Instead, he quickly responded: "Yes, senior brother, I can Be the vanguard of the formation.”
"Okay!" Tian Mozi nodded approvingly and said, "Didn't Xu Zhuang say that our generation of demon cultivators would kill anyone who comes within a hundred miles of the formation gate?"
"Junior brother, let me see first how he will respond. You can rest assured that all the comrades present will support you."
"If Xu Zhuang takes action himself." Tian Mozi turned his eyes and said to the Faceless Saint, "I'll leave it to my fellow Taoist to deal with it, okay?"
Wu Mian responded calmly: "That's very good."
…
A black jade pagoda wrapped in a poisonous dragon came here majestically without any cover.
Xu Zhuang withdrew his gaze and fell in front of him. In addition to burning incense, there was a jade seal on the table, and a bamboo book was spread out, which contained information on the Demon Sect collected by Taisu Zhengzong in recent decades.
"Tian Mozi." Xu Zhuang's eyes were fixed on one name. The reputation of Yuan Zhuo's six sons undoubtedly attracted the attention of Xuanmen, and Tian Mozi was the most flamboyant among them, so much so that even the magic weapon he used to travel was known to everyone. .
"It came faster than I thought."
Xu Zhuang looked up again and saw that the pagoda was approaching a hundred miles away, but suddenly stopped, and then a demonic cloud flowed like water and filled the air. Soon the clouds parted, and more than a hundred figures rose up.
Xu Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, but before he could take a closer look, he saw one of them leaping off the cloud head and escaping inwards.
"Throwing stones to ask for directions, or should we be polite first and then attack?" Xu Zhuang said to himself, with a sharp look: "It's a joke."
He was guarding this place according to the decree of the law. He had put down his words of slaying those who came close. He could not allow any temptation or negotiation. When he saw the man escaping within a hundred miles, his two fingers had been slightly bent, and an invisible thunder light emerged from his two fingers. flow between.
Just as he was about to activate his magical power, the jade seal on the case suddenly lit up, and a message came from inside.
"Xu Zhuang, the Demon Sect monk is cunning and must be testing your magical powers. You might as well send another person to deal with it."
"Oh?" Xu Zhuang was slightly surprised, not because of the suggestion, but because the person who summoned him was a person he was familiar with but seemed not very harmonious with.
That was Fengyuanliu, who was a true successor of the same generation as Xu Zhuang and worked in the three halls. He was dispatched by Master Daochen and followed Xu Zhuang to guard here.
Fengyuan Liu was arrogant and didn't seem to take Xu Zhuang's huge name into consideration. When he was ordered to follow Xu Zhuang on guard, he didn't show any respect to him. Although Xu Zhuang didn't care, he didn't expect that he would be here. Suggestions at this time.
However, Fengyuanliu's words seemed to be reasonable. Although he was not afraid of any temptation, he could not do everything himself. This was why Master Daochen called in his disciples to help him.
Xu Zhuang thought for a moment and came up with a plan. He pressed the jade seal and said, "Senior Sister Bu, please take action and kill the evil cultivator who violated the formation."
This statement was passed, but there was no response. In response, there was a clang of flying swords, and a sword light suddenly rose from the altar below, as fast as a meteor, and killed the person who came.
Xu Zhuang watched the sword light fly away, sighed deeply, and called out, "Where is the Taoist boy?"
The Taoist boy beside him looked tense. Hearing Xu Zhuang's call, he stepped forward and said politely: "Please give me your instructions, Your Majesty."
Xu Zhuang plucked it from his waist, took out a vermilion gourd, and said calmly: "Just hold on to my magic sword until I give my order, do you understand?"
The boy heard this and said hurriedly: "Tong, take the order."
Xue Yue was flying away cautiously when he suddenly saw a sword light coming to kill him. He was not surprised but overjoyed and shouted: "I am Xue Yue, the innate demon sect, who is coming!"
Unexpectedly, the sword light seemed to have no response. The sword's intention was cold and murderous, and it showed no signs of stagnation. When it was close, it was a slash!
"Hmph." Xue Yue's eyes flashed with displeasure, "Okay, since you don't know etiquette, just be a nameless ghost."
He opened his mouth and spat it out, and it turned out to be a black gold sword pill, which turned into a soft wisp wrapped around his finger, and shot out to meet the killing sword light. The two violently clashed in the air, and in an instant, dozens of people were coming and going. After a round, he saw the sword light swaying, avoiding the attack and escaping.
As soon as Xue Yue's sword pill came out, he actually knocked back the sword light in a frontal fight!
The sword light circled in the air, and the long skirt swayed slightly in the wind. Carrying a sword box on his back, the cold and haggard foot swordsman appeared. A pair of phoenix eyes cast his gaze, and he faintly said three words: "Good swordsmanship."
She did not expect that this member of the Innate Demon Sect was actually an advanced swordsman!
Xue Yue was startled for a moment, and was about to respond when the Bu Sword Master stopped talking. He picked up the sword technique with one hand and pointed downwards.
The sword box suddenly shook open, and there was a clanging sound, and dozens of flying swords flew out from it, killing the generals!
"Is this?" Xue Yue frowned, not daring to relax, and immediately used the sword pill to attack. Unexpectedly, just after the first sword clashed, he suddenly felt a biting chill coming from the sword pill, almost freezing him. thinking.
In the next moment, dozens of flying swords launched an attack, without intertwining with his sword balls, they all flew towards him, trying to kill him!
"Sure enough, it is a Taisu-shaped sword box." On the altar, Xu Zhuang smiled slightly. He had already noticed that the sword box of the swordsman never left his body, so he had some guesses.
The Taoist teachings of this sect are all based on the original purpose of Taisu. Among the three true traditions, "Taisu's Intangible Sword Qi" is a true method of sword cultivation, but it is not inferior to "Taisu Yiqi Jing" in the way of transformation of form and quality. ", "Tai Su Zhen Xing Jing" every cent.
Those who practice "Tai Su has invisible essence sword energy" in the sect are like those who go hand in hand. There are also those who specialize in form, those who specialize in quality, and even those who specialize in form and quality. There are many differences, some subtleties, even if It would be difficult for someone like Xu Zhuang to practice without leaving any omissions, and it would be difficult for him to master it.
Tai Su's Shape Sword Box is a swordsmanship school that specializes in the transformation of shapes in "Tai Su's Intangible Sword Qi". It tells the story of collecting different flying swords and refining all kinds of strange swords through fighting with sword cultivators all over the world. Jane, understand different Taoist methods...
Through such means, the shape is captured and kept in the sword box. When fired, thousands of swords are fired, each of which is different. It may even contain thousands of sword intentions with different intentions and sword auras with different attributes. It can be said that Extremely powerful.
This swordsmanship is still new, and it was recorded in the secret biography by an unknown ancestor. Even among the three sects and six sects of Shenzhou Xuanmen, there are only a few people who know about the Taisu Yangxing Sword Box. Taisu Sect There are very few practitioners in the capital.
Faced with such swordsmanship, Xue Yue had no way of knowing it. Even if he was prepared, it was difficult for him to deal with it. He easily caught the sword. Seeing dozens of different sword energy coming at him, Xue Yue struggled to break free from the cold. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and suddenly open his hand to grasp the sword pill.
In an instant, the phantom transformed into a black gold sword pill in the sword energy. Where the sword pill was originally, Xue Yue jumped out. Without thinking, he pointed at a point, and a sword energy burst out. He came out, knocked away the cold air flying sword, and then struck back with a move.
However, although he escaped with the secret method, it was too late to make amends after all. The step sword master did not waver in his escape, and dozens of flying swords shot down, killing the black gold sword pill one after another.
All kinds of spiritual lights were seen flashing, and in just a moment, Xue Yuejianwan was killed by various sword intents and sword energies. A crack suddenly appeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
When sword cultivators fight, the winner is determined in an instant by lightning.
Above the magic cloud, Tian Mozi frowned slightly and said lightly: "Trash."
When he said this, everyone seemed to have heard nothing. Only Juliuxing's eyes moved, but Tianmozi was unaware. He pondered for a moment and said to Wu Mian: "Please help fellow Taoist to save Junior Brother Xue."
A sword cultivator's life is no different than hanging on a flying sword. Although Xue Yue has not been killed by a foot sword master, he is just lingering.
But seeing him abandon the sword pill and catalyze his sword escape to escape outside, the swordsman not only chased him, but among the dozens of flying swords, there were two extremely fast sword lights that broke through the air, surpassing the rest of the flying swords in an instant. With several swords in hand, he hurriedly pursued Xue Yue and beheaded him with one blow.
Xue Yue had no choice but to use his spare flying sword to deal with it, but he was already injured, and the flying sword was not good enough for him. He was killed in a moment and was left crippled and shaky.
The Faceless Holy Son glanced at him, and before he could say anything, the Demonic Son smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, feel free to take action." He then said to everyone, "If the other party dares to pursue him, how can we, the people in the Demon Sect, be like Din Feng?" Vegetarian?”
"Once a war breaks out, Taoist friends in Xu Zhuang will still deal with it, and I will raid the formation for them."
After hearing this, the Faceless Holy Son finally nodded slightly and looked up. Xue Yue was already in danger, but he was not impatient and praised lightly: "Tai Su's swordsmanship is not bad."
Tianmozi raised his brows slightly, and suddenly raised his sleeves and flicked his sleeves, only to see Wu Mian dissipate like bubbles. It turned out that there was only a shadow left here.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other. They saw Wu Mian jumping for several miles in a blink of an eye, and in a moment they were in front of Xue Yue and Bu Sword Master.
On the altar, Xu Zhuang's eyes flashed and he shouted lightly: "Tong'er!"
The Taoist boy was excited, subconsciously raised the gourd in his hand, and followed the spell taught by Xu Zhuang and shouted: "Please turn around, baby."
(End of chapter)
