Hero Crash (19)

Style: Fantasy Author: RanziWords: 1966Update Time: 24/01/13 03:56:59
Murong Qingtian used his sword to attack again. The "Heaven and Earth Sword" flew up and turned into countless sword shadows, pouring down like a waterfall. Que Xiu held the sword with his hand and stood on his horse to defend. The sword shadows were as dense as water leaking out, breaking through without form. Knife, the black clothes on his upper body were destroyed by the shadow sword and turned into powder. The "blood glass" reappeared, and the sharp shadow sword left traces of blood.

Yunyin saw that Qingtian used his ultimate move "Waterfall Sword Formation" again. The attack was so fierce that he had never seen it before. It seemed that he was going to win this match with all his strength.

Que Xiu didn't care about the new creation on his body, and only said contemptuously: "I heard that the Murong family's sword control skills are the best in the world, but when I saw them today, it was nothing more than that."

Qingtian responded coldly, "I know that you used up all your magic skills yesterday. You have exhausted all your talents and will definitely be defeated!"

"That's not necessarily the case!" After Que Xiu said that, the Wuxiang Sword suddenly cut across, and struck out with a wave of blazing heat, and flames spurted out. Qingtian made a secret with his left hand and used "Qiankun Yin" to resolve it.

"The attributes of your weapons are mixed, and your moves all depend on God's will. Surprise may not necessarily lead to victory. You should wake up!" Qingtian blocked with the "Heaven and Earth Sword", and the fire splashed, leaving an obvious gap on the Wuxiang Knife.

Yunyin suddenly understood the reason why he chose this fierce sword. It seemed to be very effective to use the sharpness of the "Heaven and Earth Sword" to restrain the "Blood Glaze" and the Wuxiang Sword.

"Your suspicion is correct. I am Lai Wu, a scoundrel of the Yushan Sect."

Although he was mentally prepared, Murong Yue still jumped up in surprise and pointed with his finger: "You can't be Lai Wu. No one can escape from there, not even Lai Wu, a century-old wizard, can't do it!"

"People call Laiwu a wonderful young master who does things unexpectedly, so it's not surprising that he can escape."

"Then how did you escape?"

The deep sadness on Lao Que's face disappeared in an instant, "None of this matters anymore. All you need to know is that the man who crawled out of hell is here to collect debt from you."

Murong Yue regained his composure and sat down again, "Xuanji Pavilion records that Lao Que once fell off a cliff and was unconscious for many days. Did you take advantage of that time to possess him? If you are really Lai Wu, I am indeed ashamed of you. , you can take my life immediately, I have no complaints."

The old man Que smiled and said: "If I want to take your life, why should I wait until today? I have been working hard for more than ten years, just waiting for this opportunity to bury you Murong family and these so-called famous and upright people!"

"Then let me guess your plan? You have worked hard to cultivate Que Xiu, and you have not hesitated to let him enter the demon world to practice demon skills, just to stand out in the competition and attract my attention."

"To be precise, it arouses your suspicion. The stronger Que Xiu is, the more interested you are in me and the more you want to know me, so I can see you here."

"You can see me anytime you want, why go through so many detours?"

"But this time and this place are very important to me."

Murong Yue was shocked when he heard the snack and couldn't help but look at the "Void Source Cauldron".

"At every critical moment, the head of the family must guard the secret room to prevent any unexpected events. This is Murong's practice. This is the time I am waiting for. Moreover, I guess you have passed on all your skills to improve Murong Qingtian's skills and increase your chances of winning. He, you currently have lost all your abilities."

At this time, Murong Qingtian and Que Xiu were still fighting fiercely, and there was no winner for nearly a hundred rounds. The "Heaven and Earth Sword" was extremely sharp, and the sword energy left many scars on Que Xiu's body, which was very tragic.

Que Xiu suddenly pulled out a powerful electric arc with the Wuxiang Knife, forcing Qingtian back. At the same time, his left palm stood upright, his thumb was bent, and a black air condensed like a shadow, forming a huge palm print on the top of his head, with lightning swimming in it. , the sound of thunder was deafening.

Yun Yin was surprised. This formation clearly resembled the Tathagata palm of Buddhism, but its shape was like a dark cloud. It had a weird interior and no auspiciousness. It was clearly a magic move. What exactly did Que Xiu experience in the demon world? His skills are both good and evil, elusive.

When he was thinking about it, the shadow of his palm fell from the sky, like a Mount Tai pressing down on the top, invincible, and the cloud platform trembled, as if it was about to fall apart.

Qingtian didn't dare to underestimate him, so he used his full strength to resist with the "Xuantian Cover". The two forces collided and made an explosion sound. Que Xiu worked from top to bottom and took the initiative. The "Xuantian Cover" was suppressed and gradually shrank. Yun Yin was secretly surprised. This blackened "Tathagata Divine Palm" was really amazingly powerful. He felt worried for Qingtian.

The black palm prints are getting bigger and bigger, the black energy is getting stronger, and the lightning is densely coming down, wrapping the "Xuantian Cover". Qingtian squeezed his left palm for support, veins popped out, and he was sweating profusely. The sword light in his right hand suddenly surged and broke through the "Xuantian Cover". The sword light penetrated directly into the black palm, and the black energy dispersed. Que Xiu retreated continuously, and his left palm was dripping with blood.

Yun Yin saw that Qingtian was still able to attack with his sword even when he was trying his best to defend. He was able to do both at once. This was a state that even he could not match. It was really unbelievable.

Murong Yue responded with a sneer: "You guessed right. I did transfer my skills to Qingtian, but all my skills were lost. But, do you know why the head of the Murong family must stick to the secret room at every critical moment?"

Lao Que was noncommittal and smiled without answering.

"The handed down artifact 'Void Source Cauldron' stores the magic power of ancestor Murong, and each generation of family heads can freely use it. It is the final source of power and the greatest backup."

When he spoke, a ray of light emitted from his fingertips, and the "Void Source Cauldron" glowed brightly. Countless tentacles stretched out and penetrated Lao Quetou's body.

Lao Quetou was covered in blood, but the smile on his face did not fade away.

"While you still have a breath, tell the truth about your plan and forget about any regrets. How are you going to bury us all?"

Lao Que spurted blood from his mouth, but his expression was very happy, "In the past few months, I seemed to be traveling around the surrounding peaks, but in fact I have already buried the knots of the formation. I will use the other's way to return the favor, and the 'Sirian Wolf Formation' will This is your final destination.”

Murong Yue was shocked at first, and then said with a contemptuous smile: "You actually have such a crazy idea? It's a pity that the dragonfly shakes the jade pillar, and it doesn't know what it can do. It took the three of me to activate this formation, and it also lost a lot of skill. You All your magic power is gone, you can’t stand alone, everything is in vain, you can go with peace of mind!”

Lao Que suddenly fell down, his body curled up and twitched and died, but the smile on his face did not disappear.

Murong Yue sighed, "You and I are considered close friends, and I will save you well!"

The secret room returned to silence, as if nothing had happened, but the smell of blood was still in the air. Murong Yue closed his eyes again, wanting to fall into silence again, but his mind was so confused that he could not sit still. At this moment, a deep laughter sounded in the secret room, which was depressing and very scary.

He raised his eyes and saw the golden light reverberating and condensing into a golden shadow.

"Ah, I feel so happy to finally get rid of that miserable body, ugly, humble, small and weak!"

The shadow had a clear face, was tall and handsome, and Murong Yue was shocked.