"Hahaha, that's interesting!" Shu He was forced to step into Gui Yunyun's magic circle. The spiritual chain suddenly had a target and tied up his limbs.
"It's tied up!" Gui Yunyun smiled.
Zhao Zhiying was not as optimistic as she was, and reminded, "You still have to be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent shock of spiritual power came. The chain of spiritual power had been broken by Shu He, and the fragments of spiritual power were scattered in all directions.
Zhao Zhiying quickly waved his spear and flew away the fragments of spiritual power.
Shu He raised his head, looked at the magic circle, and threw out a spiritual talisman. The magic talisman turned into a fire dragon in the air, opened his huge mouth, and swallowed the magic circle into his belly.
After the fire dragon swallowed the magic circle, it let out an excited dragon roar. After feeling the spiritual power on it, it rushed towards Gui Yunyun.
"Fairy Yunyun, be careful!" Zhao Zhiying had no choice but to remind her loudly.
The fierceness of the fire dragon was clearly visible in Gui Yunyun's eyes, and she did not dare to slack off while retreating and forming seals.
After devouring her magic circle, the aura of the fire dragon seemed to be stronger.
Seeing that her magic circle had not come out yet, Fu Zhu recalled the long sword that was attacking Shu He: "Shuang Xueming, go!"
The silver-white long sword turned around and flew away with a "whoosh". Fu Zhu made a sword gesture with his left hand and slashed down with Fang Ze Wu Jia, cutting off the dragon's head.
Gui Yunyun wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said, "Thank you very much."
"It's okay, we are one now."
Seeing that she had nothing to do, Fu Zhu concentrated on the battle.
Spiritual talismans were flying in front of my eyes, and the talisman sword was wrapped with spiritual power and fairy spirit. The sharp sword wind tore the talisman paper like autumn leaves falling.
Shu He laughed angrily, then threw out a few more carefully drawn spiritual talismans, and a silver-white and red-tasseled spear stabbed out diagonally.
The body of the gun is made of pure silver, like a pool of water filled with starlight and moonlight in the night sky. When the evening wind blows, there are layers of ripples.
It's Zhao Zhiying's gun.
Fu Zhu smiled knowingly, the water and frost suddenly rose, and she came out against the wind and snow with a sword.
The silver-white gun flew in a circle, and countless flames and dragon shadows suddenly appeared, creating a gorgeous scene of fiery trees and silver flowers in the snow and frost.
"What is this?" Jin Shuangshuang stared blankly, "I have never seen Uncle Zhao use this move."
Ji Zhi said: "I haven't seen it either."
Buzz!
The sound of swords clanging.
Fu Zhu felt the Dulu Sword vibrating in the palm of her hand. She lowered her eyes and saw that the rock osmanthus on the sword bloomed repeatedly.
Fu Zhu understood the idea in his heart and struck out with his sword again.
The color of the flowers is like sleet, covered with fragrance and covered with snow.
Yosu turned around and asked Mi Tao, "Have you ever seen this move from Junior Master Uncle?"
Chen Hongjin also looked sideways at Mi Tao.
Mi Tao said warmly: "Senior Sister Fu Zhu knows too much, and no one can fully understand her."
The two of them looked away indifferently. Also, how could Fu Zhu's swordsmanship be exhausted?
Zhao Zhiying was close enough to see that she had suddenly realized this move, and praised her, "Miss Fu Zhu is indeed the leader of the sword."
In just a moment, he realized the sword strike just now.
"Does that move just now have a name?"
Fu Zhu didn't have time to think about his name now. Shu He threw two defensive talismans before he could block the sword.
Knowing that he could not underestimate the girl in front of him, every move he made became more and more powerful. Fu Zhu could only use his sword to block it, disintegrating most of the spiritual power.
Zhao Zhiying blocked Shu He with a horizontal spear. The strong wind blew away a row of yellow talismans. The tip of the spear whirled, and the spiritual fire flew down like rain, staining the talisman paper and licking it all away.
boom!
The spiritual talisman exploded, causing huge spiritual power fluctuations, forcing Zhao Zhiying to take a few steps back, his spear touched the ground, and he stabilized his body.
"Call me Yaojinxian!" He tilted his head and said.
The young man has a clear posture and a high-spirited expression when he speaks, as if he is not the one who is in such a mess.
Fu Zhu was startled, and then realized that he was talking about the name of the move just now, "Okay!"
Jin Shuangshuang outside the formation poked the ground with his sword in dissatisfaction, "What did Uncle Zhao say to her? Didn't you see that evil cultivator was about to take action!"
Yuesu Ye said angrily: "What's going on with the people of Taixuan Sword Sect? They are fighting and getting close to my junior uncle."
"Who is getting close to her! Uncle Zhao is not interested!" Jin Shuang's sharp ears suddenly heard that Yuesu was slandering Zhao Zhiying and spoke out to defend his uncle.
Gui Yunyun stood next to the two of them with a solemn look on her face, "During this formation, Shu He's spiritual power recovered very quickly. If this continues, we will really be unable to bear it."
"Is there a way to break the formation?" Fu Zhu looked at her, "Zhao Zhiying and I can try to hold Shu He back."
Gui Yunyun looked troubled, "This formation needs to be broken from the inside out. I can break the inside, but the outside..."
"They don't have enough strength, so I'm afraid they won't be able to destroy the formation stones."
Fu Zhu grasped the key words in her words, "So there is a way to break the formation? As long as you have enough strength?"
Gui Yunyun nodded and said: "Theoretically, that's the case."
Fu Zhu chuckled, "Then let's give it a try. Although they are only at the Foundation Establishment level, they can form a sword formation and pool their strength together."
"Zhao Zhiying and I hold Shu He down, and you teach them how to break the formation."
Gui Yunyun stopped delaying, told them to be careful, quit the battle, went to the formation, and told everyone how to break the formation.
"I have no problem with saving Uncle Zhao!" Jin Shuangshuang readily agreed.
"Yesu, you go back to the Lianxing Sword Sect first and gather five people to form a formation." Chen Hongjin said.
There are exactly five people in our sword sect who can form a Leading Sword Formation.
Si Zhi raised his hand and asked, "What about me?"
"Come with us." Several female disciples from Miaoyin Pavilion invited softly.
Gui Yunyun nodded towards her, indicating her consent.
Si Zhi didn't want to refuse at all, but when he saw so many beautiful women, he was in a trance and couldn't react.
After teaching them how to break the outer formation, Gui Yunyun took the time to break the inner formation.
Fu Zhu and Zhao Zhiying were unable to withstand Shu He's offensive.
"You can help me." Fu Zhuyan said concisely and concisely.
Zhao Zhiying didn't talk nonsense. The spear pierced out from the left, and Fu Zhu's sword was handed out at the same time, forcing him from the right.
Shuang Xue Ming was hovering in mid-air, suddenly widening, and the sword was covered with a layer of white frost, falling from Shu He's head.
In addition to this beam of sword light, the sky-high sword lights lit up one after another outside, and the shadows of three illusory swords came through the sky.
Another beam of five-color spiritual energy pillars lit up, impacting the formation stone, causing the ground to shake violently, and Shu He's face became a little ugly.
A group of ants actually broke through the Nine Revolutions Soul Formation.
Fortunately, the counterattack inside has not been broken yet. He had to kill the formation master first.
Shu He's body flashed, and Fu Zhu immediately guessed what he was going to do, and raised his sword to stop him, "If you want to go over, ask about my sword first."
Shu He had noticed before that her sword was a bit unusual and had a faint restraint on evil spirits. Now he could clearly see the appearance of the flying sword.
It's an extremely beautiful sword.
When the long sword is swung, there is the sound of deer roaring.
He had also suspected that it was an immortal sword, but there was indeed no fairy spirit on it, so he guessed that it was an imitation of an immortal sword.
In any case, this sword is a rare treasure.
call!
When the gun wind came, Shu He took a step back and waved his sleeves to knock away the spear lying in front of him.
Zhao Zhiying suddenly appeared, caught the spear, turned his head and picked it up, and it could hit Shu He's chin by just a hair.
"Pity."
Zhao Zhiying touched the spear and sighed slightly.
