However, when the piercing ghost horn sounded before, Xu Huaigu immediately sat down and recited the Qingxin Dharma silently.
It's just that the ghost king's realm is much higher than him. For a moment, he only felt that the flying sword in the lake in his heart was very uneasy. It was trembling due to the stimulation of the ghost trumpet. He couldn't calm down, and he seemed to be losing it. Reasonable, with a splitting headache.
The other three realm monks were in a similar situation to him, except that they all had turmoil in their hearts and could not calm down, and were upset.
However, at this moment, a white light lit up on the flying sword, and then flowed along the white lotus seed pattern on the sword body.
It's like mutton-fat white jade melted into snow-white satin, extremely gorgeous. After the white light flowed through the sword body, the flying sword gradually calmed down, and Xu Huaigu's spirit also woke up.
The white lotus seed pattern on the flying sword was created after the original white lotus seed in Xu Huaigu's heart lake melted into the flying sword, and the white lotus seed was actually the golden shuttle talisman that Sun Xiang gave to Xu Huaigu. Derived from the lake.
It is indeed the first Taoist technique, with endless wonderful uses. It can also calm him down at this time and avoid the entanglement of ghosts.
That's why Xu Huaigu was able to maintain his combat effectiveness when all the other three realm monks lost their combat effectiveness. Naturally, he could clearly see the scene of Mo Rao Ren, Chen Shaochun and three others fighting.
He had reminded Chen Shaochun on the day of the Annan Tower banquet, but Chen Shaochun might not be able to give up the combat power of such a sixth-level monk, or maybe he didn't believe that he, a third-level monk, was lucky. It eventually led to a catastrophe.
Xu Huaigu took a deep breath and looked at the black-robed Taoist priest Mo Raoren a few steps away. The last time they fought in Lucheng, Xu Huaigu posed no threat to him at all. He could only use the Zixia Sect Thunder Talisman to delay Zuoqiu for a while until he found his sword.
But now, he had no other aid and could only rely on the sword in his hand to face off against this wild cultivator who was three realms higher than him.
His expression was very solemn. This was the strongest enemy he had ever encountered so far, and it was probably the most difficult battle.
He had no chance of winning, he just thought about how long it would take. But despite this, the sword must still be drawn.
Si Shenxuan took a look here and couldn't help feeling that the aura of this swordsman named Xu was really like the swordsman he had seen before.
He turned back and continued to look at the golden light of the Zen staff that was about to dissipate in front of him, and threw the last Bodhi seed in. The golden light suddenly rose again, blocking the ghost mist. However, this was just a balancing act. Over time, it would inevitably Defeat is certain.
His brows were beginning to become anxious, and he said to himself: "If you don't draw your sword now, how long will you wait?" Xu Huaigu unsheathed his sword and moved forward before Mo Raoren could take action first.
Then a sword was stabbed straight into the chest of the black-robed Taoist priest, but Mo Rao Ren did not move. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When the tip of Xu Huaigu's sword pierced his heart, a black aura entangled him. .
Just a ray of black spiritual energy that Mo Raoren gently released caused Xu Huaigu's sword to deflect. The sword naturally fell into the air. Instead, Xu Huaigu's body could not hold it back due to excessive force and had to spin in the air. He made a tricky arc to avoid running into Mo Raoren head-on.
After Xu Huaigu struck the sword, Mo Raoren still stood motionless, but Xu Huaigu still looked quite embarrassed when he landed on the ground.
The difference between up and down is self-evident. Mo Raoren mocked and said: "Boy, you are a monk in the third realm, so you don't understand how strong the monks in the sixth realm are. Look at the three monks in the fifth realm who joined forces to kill me, but I killed one of them. Seriously injuring two people, let alone a little monk like you, no matter how many people come here, it is useless to me. Last time in Lucheng, I just relied on the thunder talisman in my hand and the sword behind my back. Sister, support me, otherwise, how could I be in such a mess?" Xu Huaigu gritted his teeth and stood up, slashing his sword diagonally down again, but Mo Raoren still grabbed the edge of the sword with one hand, and Xu Huaigu could not make any further progress.
Mo Raoren dealt with it easily and took time to ask: "But I have always been a little curious, where are you from, how can you have such a magic weapon-grade sword in your hand?" Xu Huaigu snorted: " It's none of your business!" After saying that, he put down the long sword and took out the short sword from the sword box with his right hand.
"Cang Shui" slashed away with another sword. Mo Raoren raised his head and laughed, and with a flick of his hand, another black aura gathered and blocked Xu Huaigu's dagger.
Xu Huaigu's two swords were entangled and could not escape. Mo Raoren laughed arrogantly and said: "Aren't you a swordsman? I have bound both swords. Let's see what use you can do!" Xu Huaigu gritted his teeth and still felt in his heart. Some hesitant to come out of Heart Lake Feijian.
However, after he hesitated for a moment, he realized that Zuo Qiuxun knew her intention before he drew his sword.
So he released his right hand, abandoned the dagger, jumped back, and opened a distance of four to five feet from the Mo Rao people.
When Mo Raoren saw Xu Huaigu's strange behavior and even gave up two swords, he immediately became vigilant and wondered what trick this kid was trying to play.
He looked at Xu Huaigu intently, and saw Xu Huaigu's two fingers on his right hand coming together to form a blade, stabbing him. Mo Raoren was confused by this move, but he felt something flying towards him very clearly.
That thing was so fast that he could only see a beam of white light passing by in the blink of an eye, and its power was definitely not small.
He didn't dare to be careless and quickly released another black spiritual energy to block it. But that thing seemed to have restrained its own black energy. The black energy could not stop it, and it still came towards his heart.
Mo Rao was a little panicked, but his years of fighting experience made him calm down quickly, and he quickly borrowed Xu Huaigu's two abandoned swords to cover his heart.
The thing collided with the magic weapon and made a clanging sound. Sure enough, it stopped under the obstruction of the two magic weapons, and he finally saw clearly what that thing was.
However, this thing obviously exceeded his expectations, and his expression became surprised. Because what was hovering in front of his heart was obviously a snow-white flying sword!
Flying swords are very rare, and it is said that only Sixth Realm sword cultivators can possess the first natal flying sword. Sword cultivators are rare in the world, so flying swords are even rarer, but why do boys from these three realms have flying swords?
Mo Raoren subconsciously thought that someone was helping Xu Huaigu behind him, but if this was really a flying sword from a Sixth Realm sword cultivator, he shouldn't have blocked it so easily, and he felt doubtful in his heart.
Of course, he also thought about the possibility that Xu Huaigu was actually a born sword fetus, but compared to the fact that he was born with a sword fetus, the weird flying sword in front of him was not worth mentioning.
He would rather believe that this was some kind of magic weapon unknown to him, and would never believe that Xu Huaigu was born with a sword.
The flying sword missed, Xu Huaigu quickly withdrew the flying sword, and then continued to control the flying sword to stab one after another.
The flying sword was extremely fast. For a moment, the sword energy gathered here, and the white sword light shone in all directions, which looked very gorgeous.
But still because of the huge difference in realm, although the flying sword was extremely fast, it could not hurt the black-clothed Taoist priest, which made him more and more interested in this flying sword.
Si Shenxuan was concentrating on dealing with the female ghost, but he felt a slight difference in the sword's intention here.
Although I was surprised, I didn't dare to be distracted anymore, because the black fog in front of me was getting more and more turbulent. Mo Raoren smiled sinisterly and felt very happy.
No matter how hard Xu Huaigu tried to draw his sword, he could not be hurt at all. So what if you have many magic weapons? Under the absolute suppression of this realm, what can you do to me?
He actually thought that Xu Huaigu possessed so many magic weapons and was in the third realm at a young age. He was most likely a sword cultivator from a large sect, and the female sword cultivator he saw in Lucheng last time should be from the sect. To protect his people.
It's just that he hasn't shown up yet, so he must have left. Then I killed Xu Huaigu, took the treasure, and lived in seclusion in the mountains. Who can catch him?
No matter how hard it is to flee to another continent, the world is so big that there is always a place for one's own. After thinking of a way out, murderous intentions arose, and he began to take serious action.
Just rushing towards Xu Huaigu, his speed was much faster than that of Xu Huaigu, and then he thrust out a palm, using the same move as against Ku Chan, which was the simplest, but also the most difficult to dodge.
Xu Huaigu knew that with this palm blow, he was afraid that he would definitely die, so he quickly wanted to hide to the side. But Mo Raoren's palm missed, and his palm immediately changed direction in the air and grabbed Xu Huaigu's shoulder.
Xu Huaigu's shoulder was captured, and Mo Raoren's strength was so amazing that his shoulder blade must have been broken.
Xu Huaigu was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he tried his best to continue to control the flying sword. However, Mo Raoren had already expected that the flying sword was knocked aside by his palm as soon as it came close to Xu Huaigu. .
Mo Raoren showed a satisfied smile, looked at Xu Huaigu's face covered in cold sweat due to pain, and said: "If I had known this now, would you have dared to enmity with me when we were in Lucheng? Boy, you have been in the world for a short time, think You can act without fear because you have a backer in your sect? Now look, if you are about to die, will anyone in your sect save you?" Xu Huaigu gritted his teeth and looked at him stubbornly, ignoring him.
Mo Raoren just thought he was a dead man and said coldly: "I want to ask you one last thing. If you answer me truthfully, I can let you die more happily. Otherwise, I, a ghost cultivator, have many sinister ways to make you alive." It's better to die." He said: "Where is my blood wind chime that you took away now?" Xu Huaigu showed a cheerful smile and cursed: "The harmful thing was killed by the sword cultivator who almost killed you last time. Take it away, ask her if you can." After saying that, Xu Huaigu once again wanted to activate the Xinhu Feijian.
Use all your strength. Finally, the flying sword struggled to rise from the ground again and stabbed Mo Raoren, but it was still in vain.
Mo Raoren grabbed the flying sword, threw it to the ground casually, and said viciously: "Do you think you don't want to die quickly enough?" Xu Huaigu laughed up to the sky, without fear, and said: "You have done many evil things, and you have killed so many civilians. People, aren't you afraid of retribution?" Mo Raoren shook his head and said, "I have never killed a mortal directly."
"You think you can escape the entanglement of cause and effect by using the hands of others to kill people? There is righteousness in heaven and earth. If heaven doesn't kill you, someone will kill you!" Mo Raoren sneered and said, "I don't know where that person is yet." Xu Huaigu He also sneered and said, "Here we come." A snow-white sword energy came from behind. Mo Raoren didn't expect it, and he ate the sword forcefully. Immediately, a bloody gash was cut open in his back, and blood flowed horizontally.
He looked back angrily and saw Li Siqing standing not far from him, coming with a sword in hand.
