The withered old man looked around, looked at the twelve flying swords, then looked at the people watching, smiled, and said: "Zhuge Yi, do you really want to kill me?" Kill? These twelve flying swords come from the Fire Sword Emperor Zhuge Xie, right? I didn’t expect that the Fire Sword Emperor Zhuge Xie was so afraid of death that he trained twelve swordsmen for himself, but even the twelve guards What can a swordsman do? After all, Zhuge Xie is still a little stingy."
Although the old man is already withered, as long as the old man gets some blood essence replenishment, he can regain his strength in an instant. This is the Sword King's Mansion. Although a large formation has been formed with twelve flying swords, he wants to trap the withered man. But it was not easy for the old man. Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi didn't want to start a big fight, so he even said: "Old ghost, I don't want to kill you. Go back to where you should go back. If you forcefully break through this place, the power of the imperial capital will be gone." I will keep you here. We have a contract. As long as you are willing to be imprisoned forever, I will never do anything to you."
"Hahaha, like an old dog, forever chained and imprisoned in a dog hole? I have indeed not seen the light of day for many years. Today, I feel this kind of unique aura again. It is really incomparable. It's so sweet!" The withered old man smiled, stretched out his arms, and felt it. Facing the dragnet, the withered old man didn't seem to care at all. He smiled and said, "Zhuge Yi, I don't want to be with you either. You do it. You are the founder of the Sword Dynasty after all. There are still some people of your era alive, so it is best for you to accompany them to death. I have been warmly entertained by the Sword Dynasty here. That is enough. , I want to leave."
"But, it's obviously not that simple!" Sword Ancestor Zhuge frowned and said coldly, "Old ghost, this is the Sword Dynasty, and this is the Imperial Capital!"
The eyes of the withered old man also released a trace of cold murderous intent, but it dissipated without a trace in a moment. He immediately shook his head and said: "No, for me, there is no difference here! I originally If I hadn't been fooled by you, I wouldn't have been trapped for so many years. Now that we all know your methods, that's enough. Let's wait for some time to settle the debt between us."
A broken sword flew from a distance, but it was the country-protecting divine sword of the Sword Dynasty. It was also the weapon that Zhuge Yi, the sword ancestor, used to fight in many places. When the broken sword got into the hands of Zhuge Yi, the sword ancestor, Zhuge Yi immediately killed him. He smiled lightly and said: "I'm afraid it's a little difficult. If you want to leave here, you still have to look at the broken sword in my hand!" After saying this, Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi gently touched the broken sword in his hand. He smiled slightly and said: "Old man, we finally have to fight side by side again!"
"Since you want to force me to stay, then I can only use the Sword King's Mansion as a sacrificial site, use the people around as sacrifices, and borrow their essence, blood and body to fight you." The withered old man suddenly calmed down. He came down, stuck out his tongue, and lightly scratched his tongue with his nails. A drop of dark brown blood slowly appeared. Then the old man slowly put his tongue back into his mouth. The blood around the dry old man's body was strong, but he himself was dry. His body also began to recover quickly.
"This is..." Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi couldn't help but be shocked. He waved the remaining sword in his hand and then attacked the withered old man, "Old ghost, is this drop of blood?"
"Hahaha!" The withered old man laughed wildly while fighting, "When I knew that you had plotted against me, I kept a drop of pure blood for the purpose of getting out of trouble today. Zhuge Yi, do you really think that Can you keep me?"
"boom!"
The sword ancestor Zhuge Yi collided with the withered old man. The next moment, the powerful force exploded instantly. The formation of twelve flying swords was almost broken. But the withered old man wanted this moment. He With a thought in his mind, a third-rate practitioner of martial arts who was watching seemed to have been controlled, and flew towards the large formation of twelve flying swords. The moment he got closer, the withered old man smiled coldly, He shouted: "Blood flow!"
"boom!"
The practitioner of the third level of martial arts instantly turned into a blood mist, and a gap appeared in the large array of twelve flying swords. The withered old man moved and shot out in the direction of the gap. However, When the withered old man just approached the gap, a golden sword shadow suddenly appeared in the sky.
The withered old man was startled, and quickly used his spiritual power to respond. A pair of big blood-red hands were condensed, and he clasped his palms together to block the golden sword shadow flying from the sky.
"Yang Gucheng, do you also want to take action?" Such a fighting opportunity often only appears for a moment. The dry old man originally wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but he lost the chance because of Yang Gucheng's attack. It was roaring in the direction of Tianjian Mountain.
The golden sword shadow disappeared instantly, but Yang Gucheng's voice came from the sky, saying: "Old ghost, if you leave the imperial capital, the impact will be too great. What Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi said is right, it is better for you to stay here as a guest. !”
"This is a matter between me and the Zhuge clan of the Sword Dynasty, and has nothing to do with you, Tianjian Mountain. Besides, you, Yang Gucheng, are no longer the Sword Master! The current Sword Master of Tianjian Mountain is Qi, the Wind Spirit Sword Master. Yunxiao, you, Yang Gucheng, take action at will, don’t you take Venerable Wind Spirit Sword Master seriously?”
When the withered old man said this, Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi had already waved three sword intents. The three sword intents enveloped the withered old man and formed a large formation. Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi smiled coldly and said: "Old man Ghost, this is not a place for you to be arrogant. Besides, you still have to fight with me, where can you distract yourself?"
"Hmph, Zhuge Yi, if it hadn't been for the Mighty Heavenly Sword Shenyang Gucheng, I would have been out of trouble long ago. How could I have been blocked by twelve flying swords!" The longer it takes, the worse it will be for the withered old man. In his heyday, the dry old man would never have thought of leaving, but after being trapped for so long, the dry old man was at the end of his strength, and he was now looking for opportunities to break through.
"Sword Art of Body and Mind, Three Thousand Sword Formation!"
Zhuge Yi, the sword ancestor, had no nonsense. The three sword auras that enveloped the withered old man instantly turned into a sword formation, condensed into three thousand sword formations, and turned into three thousand gorgeous sword auras. The three thousand sword formations expanded. It is directly combined with the formation of twelve flying swords, making the formation stronger.
With the help of the power of heaven and earth, the formation absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy and emits strange rays of light. The large formation formed by the twelve flying swords was originally just a large formation used to trap the withered old man, but now with the blessing of the three thousand sword formation of the sword ancestor Zhuge Yi, it can be defended or attacked in an instant .
The withered old man was not in a hurry, but seemed to be waiting for something. Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi smiled coldly and said: "How? Old ghost, do you want to go back by yourself, or should I invite you to go back?"
The withered old man looked at this almost perfect three thousand sword formation, but he also said: "Zhuge Yi, do you really think this formation can trap me?"
Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi, however, would not argue about the outcome, and admitted generously: "If it were your heyday, this formation would have been nothing. It's a pity that you have been trapped for many years, and you forcibly refined Zhuge Wu. My sword energy is at the end of its strength, this formation is enough!"
"Excellent eyesight, as expected of Zhuge Yi!" The withered old man had nothing he couldn't admit. He smiled and said, "Sword King Zhuge Wuwo is not your sword ancestor Zhuge Yi after all. After I used one of his sword intentions , he thought that I had really absorbed his sword energy into his body to warm it for many years. However, it was just that I had experienced the body and mind sword technique and activated it with the spiritual power in my body. However, in the end, he borrowed the sword energy from the sword king Zhuge Wuwo's sword was forced, even if he suffered some injuries, it was a price that should be paid."
"Old ghost, as expected of you, you are actually able to use the Body and Mind Sword Technique not only in appearance, but also to a level of spiritual resemblance! You can instantly confuse the Sword King Zhuge Wuwu, but it is very easy to confuse me." Sword Ancestor Zhuge Yi couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart, but then Can Jian Yiwu said, "Okay, the time for the break has come. Old ghost, you should go back, right?"
"Humph, I said that it's not easy to keep me here!" The dry old man snorted coldly, and then he saw the blood mist condensed where the third-rate martial arts practitioner exploded, and then quickly dispersed. It actually condensed into a large formation, "Since you are so conceited about your Three Thousand Swords Formation, I would like to see if you can stop my blood waterfall!"
The blood mist instantly turned into a surging blood flow, like a stormy wave, rushing towards the Three Thousand Sword Formation from the outside. The place where the blood flow surged contained huge energy. If it really rushed towards the Three Thousand Sword Formation, The sword formation, those three thousand sword formations would be reduced to nothing in an instant.
"Dark currents—dark acupoints!"
You King Zhuge Shen also arrived at this time and saw the blood rushing away. When he moved his body and flew in front of the blood flow, the dark spiritual power in his body moved and condensed a black line across the front of the blood flow. However, even if the blood flow is surging, it is completely intercepted by the black line. If you look closely, you can see that the blood flow is being absorbed by the black line bit by bit.
"This... this!" The dry old man's face couldn't help but change. He never expected that Youwang Zhugeshen would actually block his blood waterfall. The dry old man finally felt a sense of powerlessness. Even if his heart was crossed, he directly faced He rushed over with the three thousand sword array and roared, "Zhuge Yi, you can't stop me! Even if I blow my arm, I still have to leave here!"
