Chapter 299 The Fourth Strike

Style: Fantasy Author: Birling BirdWords: 3469Update Time: 24/01/18 18:57:56
Whoosh!

The sharp sword light was like lightning, constantly shattering the powerful offensive of Mo Leizi and others who were rushing to meet the enemy. For a time, the entire sky seemed to have become a violent world.

Everyone saw a flash of light in front of their eyes, and many people had suffered sword wounds of varying severity. If it weren't for Mo Leizi and four other half-step Kunyuan who stood in front of them, a large number of them would have fallen.

boom!

The sword energy swept across, and everyone was trapped in the ocean of sword energy from Cang Hai and Wei Wei. The entire space was roaring with endless sword energy.

However, with the full efforts of the four powerful people on the Shenglong List, Mo Leizi, their side quickly stabilized their formation, and with their considerable strength, they quickly pulled the two Canghai people into a head-on fight.

Suddenly, terrifying energy fluctuations raged like a violent wind.

Swish, brush, brush!

In a head-on fight, Cang Hai and the others were unable to resist the power of more than a hundred people, and when they ran out of energy, they were inevitably shaken and flew backwards.

"Third strike!"

Along with a low shout, like the sound of death echoing in the sky, Sean's eyes were cold and he threw three spare pills into his mouth.

He took a step forward, and a terrible coercion swept out of his body like a storm. The sky and the earth were a little changed. The terrifying degree of that aura, even the people of Mo Leizi, instantly felt a fatal danger.

At that moment, the hair on everyone's back stood up on all those who were shrouded in this terrifying aura.

warehouse!

While Cang Hai and Wei Wei were still soaring in mid-air, the sound of a Qingyue sword that penetrated the cracked gold and stone resounded through the sky, the temperature dropped sharply, and murderous intent filled the air.

It was accompanied by a chilly feeling, a creepy aura of underworld.

"Roar!"

A roar that shook the earth resounded, and a huge dragon rising into the sky with terrifying power. Its cold and ruthless eyes carried an unprecedented spirituality.

A spirituality that chooses and devours people!

The magical effects from the Tianling Fruit are beginning to take shape.

"The mist, rain, wind and frost are the master's special skills. Canghai, you also know this sword!" Wei Wei looked up and exclaimed as he looked at the ferocious dragon soaring in mid-air.

"You're wrong. It's true that it's misty rain and wind and frost, but I don't understand it. Only he understands."

As the number one genius at Canglan Academy, Canghai was able to obtain the Biluo Sword Technique taught by Chao Lao, and it was with this sword that he was ranked eleventh on the Shenglong Ranking two years ago.

But he could only release the sword rain, but could not summon the dragon, nor could he condense the underworld's artistic conception. Therefore, in front of Sean, he did not dare to understand.

The cold aura of the underworld brings a sense of death to people. From the moment the dragon leaped in the air, everyone's hearts were filled with a cloud of death.

Sean raised his head, his cold eyes without any emotion, and glanced directly at Mo Leizi and many others in front of him. At this moment, the Xuanhan Sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

Swish, brush, brush!

Streams of sword light converged into rain, which was cold and dazzling. The speed reached an incredible level at this moment, and came down with a strong aura of death.

"No, help people quickly!"

When Mo Fengzi, Luo Lei and others outside the field saw this scene, their faces were so shocked that they suddenly surged with violent energy and rushed out of the field.

Perhaps, it was only now that they truly felt how terrifying Sean was.

It's just a pity that they paid a lot of life for this to be able to feel this terrible.

Everyone in the field, shrouded in the aura of death, saw at this moment a series of shrill and dazzling sword lights that continued to enlarge in the depths of their pupils, even for just a moment.

This sword light is too fast and terrifying!

Everyone's eyes immediately showed a look of panic. Mo Leizi and others, who had just suffered the continuous attacks from the fist force and Cang Hai, were still in shock, and death came mercilessly.

The next moment, the cold and dazzling sword light was not hindered at all, and passed directly through the necks of some people.

Silently, people kept falling down, and people kept dying and falling directly.

In an instant, the entire sky became dead silent, silent, deathly silent.

Almost everyone stared blankly at this shocking sword, showing expressions of fear.

"Ahhh!"

The shrill screams sounded one after another, and in just a moment, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers.

Under the continuous rain of death swords, those who resisted were so feeble, and the bloody storm spread.

"sister……"

In the distance, Cen Xinyao's face was extremely pale at this time, and there was no trace of blood at all. She couldn't help but pull Cen Leer's arm, her voice trembling.

"Listen, don't mess with this guy, we can't afford to mess with him!"

Cen Leer sighed slightly, her heart palpitating. It can be imagined that if they were like those people, there would not be many left now.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Sparks flew wildly, and the four top half-step Kunyuan experts, including Mo Fengzi and Luo Lei, did not dare to underestimate such a dense rain of swords. Possessing tyrannical strength.

With their majestic energy output, they kept clearing away the rain of swords pouring from the sky.

boom!

At the moment of impact, violent and frightening winds suddenly raged like a storm, and the entire sky burst into huge cracks at this time.

"Canghai, why did I see that almost all of the people who fell down were people from Huqiu and Gongyang academies?" Looking at the corpses that kept falling under the rain of swords, Wei Wei licked his lips and asked road.

Canghai smiled bitterly and said: "Do you still need to ask? This guy is helping us eliminate our opponents, but he is taking the danger on himself."

Gudong!

A terrible impact swept through him. Xiao En was exhausted and swallowed the recovery elixir in his mouth. At this time, the air wave hit his body and he was immediately knocked away again. He shouted: "Fourth hit!"

The sky gradually returned to clarity, and just when Xiao En was knocked away, the sword rain also disappeared.

At this moment, everyone, including Mo Fengzi, was frightened. When they heard Sean shouting the fourth number, they all couldn't help but fall back and concentrate on alert, waiting for the next wave of attacks.

"What's the fourth blow and how to hit it? I didn't say anything."

Hearing the attack sound shouted by Sean, Wei Wei's eyes became hot again, but he didn't know how to take action.

"The fourth strike is to run!"

Canghai shouted, grabbed the weak Xiao En, and rushed towards the depths of the palace.

"Are you two working together to bully others? Are you so aggressive?" Wei Wei muttered and followed closely, and immediately three figures left with ghostly news.

"I'm furious!"

Looking at the place where Sean and the others disappeared, He Gang roared furiously. His angry voice, filled with ferocious murderous intent, kept roaring over the forest.

After the battle, in less than a moment, Sean and the other three were unscathed, but only a few dozen people on his side were left. No wonder He Gang was so angry that he flew into a rage.

"This is the result of underestimating the enemy. The lion fights the rabbit, but we still try our best. We are too careless!"

Luo Lei's side was even worse. Except for Mo Zhiwen, who was not harmed at all, Huqiu Academy was almost destroyed. If he had taken full action earlier, the situation could have been completely changed.

Now, they finally tasted the bitter fruit of underestimating the enemy.

Bitterness, powerlessness, and even inner beliefs began to waver.

"It's just that people are here, they can't run away, but they are looking down on that little beast!"

Mo Fengzi's eyes were as gloomy as water. Nearly half of the one hundred Demon City Guards were lost, leaving only about fifty. However, what he was more concerned about now was what Sean had learned.

When Sean and the others rushed out of the forest and entered the ancient palace, they could clearly feel some fluctuations in the surrounding space. Then, the surrounding scene began to change drastically.

This is the real Muyuan Hall, a huge dark blue corridor that seems to connect the halls. The deeper you go, the more primitive and grand you will feel.

Deep down, there is an ancient flavor, like a brand new world, and there is a great majesty emanating from it.

Sean and the three of them looked at the scene in front of them and immediately looked at each other. They all saw some heat in each other's eyes, as if they had felt an unparalleled ancient aura coming towards them.

"You kid, now that you've killed them all, why are you still keeping those Demon City Guards?"

Sean's sword attack deliberately left behind the group of Demonic City Guards. Others couldn't tell, but Cang Hai, who had also practiced the Yanyu Fengshuang sword, could naturally see it.

Yanyufengshuang focuses on large-scale killings. It may not pose a fatal threat to the strong people of Half-Step Kunyuan, but it is enough to cause a fatal blow to those who are in the Qianyuan Realm. This is the Qianyuan Realm Dzogchen and Half-Step. The gap between Kun Yuan strong men.

"Without them, how would we go to Sin City!"

Sean smiled, of course it had another purpose, otherwise, how could he show mercy with his sword.

"That's true!"

Canghai nodded in agreement. Only now did he understand that Sean had begun to lay out the city of sin. This kind of thinking and foresight were indeed far beyond imagination.

Wei Wei asked: "Then what should we do now?"

Sean curled his lips and said: "Let's recover first before we talk. This Muyuandian wood element essence is particularly rich and it recovers quickly. Let's take a walk first before talking."

The huge Mu Yuan Hall, with countless large and small palaces, gives people the feeling of tranquility. After all, although Mu Yuan Hall has been around for countless years, they are probably the first batch to actually come here.

"Why are there so many palaces, but I don't see any precious items? The skills, martial arts, etc. acquired along the way are almost the same as those in our academy. This is a bit incompatible with the ancient ruins."

After walking in circles for a day, Wei Wei said in a somewhat amused tone.

Canghai looked around and said: "The most precious thing in Muyuan Palace will definitely not appear in the outer hall. We must go to the core palace."

Sean nodded and said: "Yes, any sect's important items and inheritance cannot be placed in the outer hall."

Wei Wei asked enthusiastically: "Don't you know what this core palace contains?"

Canghai rolled his eyes at Wei Wei and said, "Inheriting martial arts, the most precious thing in Muyuan Palace is inheriting martial arts."

"How is this inherited martial arts defined?" Upon hearing this unfamiliar name, Sean was stunned for a moment and asked.

"You're a kid with extraordinary knowledge, but you don't know what traditional martial arts is?" Even Xiao Xiao didn't know about traditional martial arts, and Canghai was a little surprised.

Wei Wei glanced back at him and said, "I know why I still ask you? Tell me quickly."