In the battles in the cultivation world, high-ranking cultivators basically maintain a crushing attitude towards low-ranking cultivators. In the final analysis, the reason lies in the word realm.
Mastering more of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, having more skills in using spiritual energy, and having a deep understanding of the rules of heaven and earth are all gaps that low-level practitioners can hardly cross.
But Shangguan Wuju abandoned this advantage in spiritual energy and realm, and fought in close quarters with the opponent, who was also a practitioner of both Taoism and Swordsmanship. In his opinion, it was almost as unreasonable as a child's fighting spirit.
Hearing this, Shangguan Wuju snorted coldly and said indifferently: "You just need to maintain the formation with peace of mind and don't let this kid escape. I will naturally be able to deal with him in a few dozen breaths."
Li Qinglian seemed careless and said with a smile: "Old Ancestor, haven't you noticed that this guy has been deliberately trying to manipulate your state of mind since that time in Xianxia Sect? I really feel that he was just motivated to humiliate you. Ichiban? If that had not happened, what would you do if you met him this time? No matter how strong he is, how long can he resist? Does he still need the dozens of breaths you mentioned? "
As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Wuju, who was chasing Shen Yu, suddenly lost his expression, a trace of surprise and realization flashed in his eyes, and after a moment he said in a cold voice: "What a good boy!"
Almost instantly, Shangguan Wuju knew why Shen Yu dared to provoke him last time.
Under normal circumstances, Shangguan Wuju would always deal with a practitioner of Shen Yu's level with a sharp knife, but this time he had already made up his mind to kill, but he unknowingly became angry and even gave the other party a trace of anger. vitality.
Shangguan Wuju raised his eyebrows slightly. Instead of being furious, his whole expression became dark and gloomy.
Shen Yu didn't say anything, just narrowed his eyes slightly.
From the beginning to the end, Shangguan Wuju only regarded Shen Yu as a junior of Dao Sect who had not yet grown up. No matter how talented he was, he was still an ant.
However, now, after being awakened by Li Qinglian, the old man has completely restrained his contempt and looked at it with the same attitude towards the enemy of life and death in the past. In an instant, a dangerous aura emanated.
And now the old man who is about to go all out with thunderous power is the undoubted number one among the demons back then.
Shen Yu breathed out lightly, and the spiritual power in his body began to boil, and it was transferred crazily to the sword in his right hand.
In an instant, the storm surged.
Shangguan Wuju clasped his hands behind his back and said proudly and calmly: "I'll give you ten chances, and then die after using them."
No words were spoken.
A majestic aura hit him head on.
Wind blows.
The sword draws the wind from the Nine Heavens.
Shen Yu pointed his sword at the sky and pinched the Dao Jue with his right hand. In an instant, countless strong winds gathered from the sky, shaped like a tornado, and the breath was majestic and mighty, like a real dragon tearing through the sky.
Shangguan Wuju's face was expressionless, and he kept extending his palms. A scarlet blood mist spread out from his sleeves, swallowing up the tornado and crushing it in an instant.
The move has not yet fallen.
And there will be countless points of fire surrounding it, like stars falling.
Taoism has secret techniques.
Furinkazan.
Shangguan Wuju smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his whole body remained motionless as a mountain. The fire points falling from the rain were instantly extinguished as if they encountered lake water as soon as they reached him.
In an instant, Shen Yu disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared above the old man's head.
Raising his hand slightly, he pressed down with a palm, like an immortal holding his head.
Qinglu Palace Taoism.
Control the world.
Shangguan Wuju's face was expressionless and he waved his hand casually.
Just hear a roar.
The ground where the two were standing exploded, and the sharp Dao Qi and demonic Qi intertwined into a huge Gang Qi that spread in all directions.
"Hahaha, what a Shen Yu. Previously in the imperial capital, I thought you were respected by swords. I didn't expect you to be so proficient in Taoist arts. You are indeed worthy of your qualifications in both Taoism and Swordsmanship."
Shangguan Wuju's loud laughter rang out from the dust.
Shen Yu ignored it, but turned around suddenly, the sword energy dispersed, and started to wield the Wang Yang sword wantonly again.
gas.
How can a dual practitioner of Taoism and Sword only know Taoist magic?
The rest of the people in the room just watched this scene quietly.
Feeling the majestic Taoist power and the extremely sharp sword energy, everyone's emotions were somewhat different.
Xi Jiu silently approached Fairy Qinghua and stood beside her.
For this encirclement and suppression, the man in the pavilion had already given detailed arrangements.
Shangguan Wuju, who has the magic way, personally surrounded and killed the woman who was the second-ranked killer in the world, but he only had one task, which was to protect Zhou Quan, a master from the Yaochi Holy Land, next to him.
According to the man, Shen Yu's only chance of survival is to find an opportunity to kidnap Qing Hua on the line between life and death, and then break through the formation and escape far away.
After Xi Jiu came into contact with him, he understood more and more how unfathomable this person was, so he became more cautious in his heart.
The woman who was sitting cross-legged on a hill frowned and said, "Stay away from me."
Xi Jiu said calmly: "Mr. Qinglian wants me to protect you. I may not be sure if it's too far away."
The woman sneered and said: "Compared to him who is entangled by Shangguan Wuju, I think you are more dangerous. A dignified descendant of Liubo Mountain came to join Qianchuan after being inexplicably deposed. Who knows what you are thinking."
Xi Jiu shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, as long as Mr. Qinglian believes it."
Xianhua Fairy suddenly glanced at him deliberately, and scornly said: "But is it, now it has become this waste. What a lost dog."
Xi Jiu scratched his head, but he wasn't too angry. He just looked at her, then shook his head and said, "You are about the same as me. It is said that Wan Jianyi doesn't bother to talk to you at all."
While the two were talking, several more explosions were heard, and a cloud of dust rolled up from south to north on the grass.
And as Shangguan Wuju started to have murderous intentions, Shen Yu was suppressed unexpectedly. The ripples of the powerful pure Tao Qi and sword Qi hit the two people's faces like huge waves. Obviously the fighting was very fierce.
Xi Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Stay away from me. If you die, don't blame me."
"etc!"
Fairy Qinghua obviously did not expect this situation. She frowned and said, "Just stand here and don't move."
Xi Jiu didn't mock anything when he heard this, and just stood there silently.
The Dao intention in the air dissipated a little, but the sword intention became more and more violent, but it was always suppressed by the demonic energy.
Shangguan Wuju emerged from the dust, his clothes intact and clean. He shook his head condescendingly and said, "You have used those Taoist sword techniques so many times. Even if they are superimposed, the effect is not good. If you use them continuously, No matter how powerful the move is, there should be very little spiritual power left, so you’re going to stop here?”
Shen Yu flicked his wrist, and a sword sound sounded from behind him, and his entire body rose into the air, as if turning into a dark abyss.
The Seven Swords of Swordsman.
There is an abyss in the netherworld, thousands of feet deep, and the sword cannot be seen when it comes out.
The abyss oppressed, Shen Yu's figure disappeared, and the whole world was filled with darkness. The deep darkness instantly enveloped Shangguan Wuju.
If the Dao Sect elders saw this scene, they would be too surprised to say anything.
Daozong's swordsmanship and Taoism are both brilliant and righteous, always bright, but the sword moves Shen Yu uses at this moment are full of darkness and death, like the magic method.
Shangguan Wuju snorted coldly, stepped forward gently, and the ground exploded. At the same time, he made a circle with his right hand, and a big sun emitting vast light appeared.
boom!
The sun collided violently with the abyss, making a terrifying sound like a mountain collapsing.
A powerful shock wave spread wildly from the center of the two people in all directions, and the cracks spread like a spider web.
The world is in ruins.
The lake water rippled out, and in an instant it was cut into pieces by unclear sword energy or something else.
The entire broad plain kept shaking, and in an instant
a mess.
The dust dispersed.
The real face was revealed.
Shen Yu disappeared.
Shangguan Wuju half-collapsed on top of a broken rock, his face covered in blood, a fairy sword was stabbed in the center of his body, and he was dying.
Saw this scene.
Everyone's eyes shrank subconsciously, showing expressions of disbelief.
This scene is too shocking and too false.
Shangguan Wuju is a top cultivator in the world, how could he be so injured by Shen Yu who is in the realm of fugue?
But before they could think for a moment, Shangguan Wuju looked at Xi Jiu and shouted with difficulty: "He's coming, east side, stop him!"
Xi Jiu twisted his steps and moved to the east side of Fairy Qinghua in an instant. Without any hesitation, he gathered all his spiritual power and blasted forward with a palm.
However, the next moment, his body froze subconsciously and he was completely thrown into the air.
Just when his face was full of ghosts, Shangguan Wuju's voice came out from another direction for some unknown reason, roaring: "Idiot, fake!"
In an instant.
Shen Yu came to the back of Fairy Qinghua lightly and pointed forward with his right hand.
Li Qinglian narrowed her eyes slightly.
The woman in black gauze who had been in the tree as if she was wandering thousands of miles disappeared and appeared on Shen Yu's right side almost at the same time.
There was a dagger in her hand.
The tip of the dagger was facing Shen Yu's neck.
