"Senior brother, go first! I will hold this evil god!"
"If you want to leave, you will leave! We may not be able to escape from his hands! We finally got here and were so close to the formation ahead, so how could we give up easily!"
Not far from the middle-level formation, two figures hid behind a treasure umbrella in the cracks between several prohibitions. Around them, a figure kept flashing, making sword shadows, and the fairy light scattered by the bomber's treasure umbrella.
Baoshan could not hold on any longer. The attack of the person around him was too powerful and his footwork was extremely mysterious, which blocked all the retreat of these two people.
The other party obviously won't give up until they kill them.
The sword shadows that were blocked by the treasure umbrella and flew towards the surroundings actually made thin cracks that could withstand the full bombardment of the cultivators in the Heavenly Immortal Realm for a long time!
It seems that after killing these two people, if the sword cultivator who is attacking is interested, the nearby treasures and herbs can also be taken at will.
Not no one noticed the fighting here, but when several immortal consciousnesses swept by, most of them were scared away by the strength of this sword cultivator.
If you want to be a "yellow bird", you must have the ability to surrender the "mantis".
There was another urgent attack, and the sword cultivator of the Beihe Sword Sect was obviously a little impatient.
His name is Song Tongpu, who is a closed disciple of a Supreme Elder of the Beihe Sword Sect. His cultivation level is catching up with the elders of each peak, and he has extremely exquisite sword skills.
As a candidate for the peak master of one of the six veins in the future, Song Tongpu has always had high requirements for himself. He has never slacked off for a day in his nine thousand years of practice. Finally, he has honed his sword technique that looks down on his peers, and is only two steps away from immortality.
Song Tongpu was highly expected to enter the formation here this time, and he also set the goal of bringing Emperor Qinghua Daocheng back to their Beihe Sword Sect.
Yes, he is not trying to fight for this Taoist inheritance for himself. He has his own swordsmanship and is full of confidence in his swordsmanship.
After entering the formation, it was really difficult and dangerous. He encountered more than ten ambushed by the monks alone, but each time it was resolved by the sword in his hand.
The same is true this time.
He had been chasing these two people for a while, and the other party had several powerful defensive treasures. He had obviously been seriously injured by himself, but he had delayed his half-day work.
Fortunately, these two people should have no backup plan. If they break this treasure umbrella, they will definitely be able to take their lives.
Sure enough, the sword cultivator of the Beihe Sword Sect attacked for another time, and the senior brothers among the men and women shouted: "I am willing to take out all the treasures on my body! Can you let my senior brothers and sisters go?"
"Hmph!" Song Tongpu just smiled coldly and said calmly, "Did you ever think about saving my life when you two ambushed me before?"
The male cultivator was speechless, and the female cultivator smiled with sadness.
"Senior brother, we are not as capable as others, just accept it!"
"I'm the one who has implicated you, junior sister..."
Boom-
Where does the thunder come from?
Song Tongpu, who was in a hurry to attack, the men and women in desperate situations, and many monks in the nearby hundreds of miles of areas, all looked at the source of the thunder.
It didn't matter when it looked, Song Tongpu's steep sword eyebrows suddenly frowned a little.
A black cloud was slowly pressing from not far away, and it seemed that he had found the three of them!
Song Tongpu's thoughts suddenly changed...
The master told himself that these black clouds are all active formations, and there are illusion arrays that make people confused, and they are trapped in them for a lifetime.
Although I brought a few treasures that could keep my mind clear, I really didn't want to take risks here. After all, there are two major formations ahead, and there will be more difficult arrangements.
Song Tongpu was very decisive, snorted coldly, and said, "It's really a cheap one."
Then he retreated directly and flew back towards the area where he had already come from.
The man and woman were immediately delighted, but they didn't dare to put away the treasure umbrella for a moment. They just waited for the deadly evil star to be farther away, and immediately put away the treasure and quickly withdrew it.
However, before Song Tongpu could go far, the pair of mandarin ducks had time to deal with it, the black cloud in the air suddenly accelerated and pressed down. The outer layer seemed to be roaring, dragging the black cloud quickly over the heads of the three people, covering the nearby restrictions that were "activated".
Click!
A flash of lightning streaked across the dim sky and earth, and then silver-purple thunder fell. The lightning in the sky looked like a waterfall from afar!
Thunder?
It seems that it is not an ordinary thunder, but... the power of the heavenly tribulation!?
When many monks around saw this, they were first surprised that the black cloud seemed to be different from the known black clouds, and then they were far away from here.
Song Tongpu was not covered by the edge of the black cloud at this time. As soon as the black cloud suddenly accelerated, he also used his escape speed, and his body turned into an immortal sword, rushing forward very quickly.
But Heiyun seemed to have no intention of letting him go. First, dozens of thunder pillars slashed out from the edge of the black cloud, and the dozens of thunder lightning instantly melted into a thunder pillar!
The thunder pillar slashed across the road ahead of the sword cultivator, smashing a deep pit, and a little smoke and dust flew.
Song Tongpu, who was rushing forward, suddenly stopped, and the fairy light dissipated. He stood steadily in the air for three meters, held the sword at his waist with his left hand, held the hilt with his right hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked alert, and the immortal consciousness locked in the pit!
Lingjue is warning, and there seems to be trouble ahead!
Whoosh!
Two fairy lights broke through the smoke, like two silver-white dragons entangled each other, causing gusts of wind to roar, and rushed towards Song Tongpu!
The method of controlling swords?
Song Tongpu did not dare to be careless, and his right hand shone brightly, and the immortal sword was deshewn and slashed horizontally, bringing out an extremely dazzling arc!
This is a sword drawing technique, and it is also a magical power that can instantly burst out all its strength; this arc slash rises in the wind, instantly turning into a diameter of 1,000 meters, swinging forward like a half-miles shock wave.
The two dragons were extremely flexible when flying, flying up and down in a flash, revealing the appearance of two of the flying swords, but flashed the arc directly, like two golden dragons slashing towards Song Tongpu.
Song Tongpu was not at all panicked, and his fairy sword flew up and down in his hand, barely knocking away the two flying swords.
Behind, endless thunder fell down, and the heaven and earth shone for it, and also covered the sword light that erupted at the edge of the black clouds.
At this time, the smoke and dust around the deep pit dissipated, and a figure stood in the air with his hands behind his back.
He was wearing a mask carved from dead wood, and his body exuded an astonishing sword intent, and five fairy swords were slowly hovering around him.
It was Wang Sheng who came to snipe Song Tongpu!
Song Tongpu narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and without saying much, the immortal sword in his hand spewed out a hundred-meter-long sword light, slashing towards Wang Sheng, and the cultivation level of the late-stage immortal directly exploded with all his strength!
Wang Sheng was not too slow and calm, and he pointed his sword with his left hand, put his right hand behind him, and splashed it in front of him casually. He radiated the fairy sword at the same time.
The light of the Wuling Sword burst out was the brightest. The power of the stars gathered around him, and his vitality condensed, turning into a hundred-meter-long giant sword. Without fancy straight stabs, he scattered the sword light that the opponent slashed!
Song Tongpu was beaten by the recoil force and took two steps back in the air. He glared at Wang Sheng, but the warning suddenly came out again. The two flying swords attacked from left to right, forcing him to turn around to deal with it.
At this moment, the Feixia Sword came through the air with three Feiyun Swords, interspersed left and right, stabbed straight and vertically, and six Feixia Swords attacked them together.
For a moment, it seemed as if six masters of swords appeared around Song Tongpu, slashing, snatching, tapping, slashing, and wiping. The sword moves displayed were simple and capable, but the direction, angle, and strength made Song Tongpu unable to ignore them.
Song Tongpu used his sword to hit him hard, and several exquisite sword techniques were split at will. He picked up the sword moves at will, leaving behind afterimages, knocking six flying swords away continuously.
Seeing this, Wang Sheng nodded slightly. This man's swordsmanship is indeed not weaker than himself, and the fairy sword in his hand is not of extraordinary quality.
But in front of swordsmanship, he was still locked directly.
The lightning is still erupting, and the threat of the heavenly tribulation has scared away many people and attracted more immortal consciousness to pay attention to this place.
Wang Sheng didn't want to delay too long. He appeared in advance to snipe these "wizards". In fact, it was more for the sake of testing swords, and it was a bit disliked by the Beihe Sword Sect.
The sword is called no beginning, the sword is called no end, the method of borrowing the universe and the five elements are lost!
The Feixia sword stabbed forward and was knocked away by Song Tongpu, but the five Feiyun swords suddenly retreated back several meters away, and then began to hover rapidly. The position of which was constantly changing, which made Song Tongpu not know how to break it for a while.
Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and five flying cloud swords exploded, as if hundreds of sword shadows were around them exploded at the same time.
Song Tongpu's eyes flashed, the fairy sword was as fast as a phantom, the sword light swept across thousands of meters, and his body was circling around like a top, causing whirlwinds!
However, blood marks still appeared in the whirlwind, and the Feiyun Sword was free to penetrate the *** so that Song Tongpu continued to burst out his fairy power, but he was unable to capture the real traces of the five flying swords.
The sword control technique does not just pursue the number of sword control, but only uses different sword formations to deal with different opponents.
Song Tongpu's sword, sharp, fast, and fast, has a little less "power". It should have been changed from the way of human swords, which led to the missing of the realm of the Heart Sword.
At this time, the five flying swords were the main purpose of trapping the enemy and disturbing the enemy, which made Song Tongpu lose his mind.
I have to say that sword control has become more and more convenient.
Song Tongpu has been observing Wang Sheng's actions. He was already planning to attack Wang Sheng, the "sword-controlling man", but at this time, he had not broken through the surrounding sword formation, and he saw that the other party raised his right hand flat.
The giant sword dissipated, and the hilt of the Wuling Sword was firmly held by this person.
Song Tongpu said "come" in his heart, resisting the sword shadows coming around him, but his eyes were staring at the man wearing a mask and wearing a black Taoist robe.
Wang Sheng took a step forward and his figure flew leisurely.
A drop of sweat suddenly emerged from Song Tongpu's forehead, and his vigilance expression reached the extreme, and the sword in his hand was tighter than usual.
He seemed to have seen the stars in the sky and a lotus that appeared among the stars.
When the sword was raised, the Wuling Sword made a buzzing sound. Wang Sheng directly started to cast Qinglianjue with the Wuling Sword.
This sword move seems to be neither hurry nor slow, but this figure seems to be shaking left and right casually.
Song Tongpu roared angrily, and a blood light burst out in his hand. The blue veins on his forehead stormed, and behind him seemed to be a giant holding a sword and slashing!
Five Feiyun Swords were instantly forced to retreat, and a dazzling sword light attacked Wang Sheng's neck!
However, Wang Sheng's pace and rhythm still did not change at all. He seemed to be nowhere to be around and drew a lotus with his body. When the green lotus appeared and bloomed, the Wuling Sword led him out of the flower core, and the tip of the sword happened to be on the sword light.
Table Tennis—
The sword light shattered, the light flashed, the universe seemed to be slightly distorted, and all the immortal consciousnesses around disappeared.
When the light retreated, the immortal consciousness chased after him again, but there was no sign of Song Tongpu at all. Only the figure in a black Taoist robe stood with a sword.
Looking at the position where he stood, there was a pool of blood on the ground behind Song Tongpu. Six fairy swords flew from everywhere, surrounding the human body, cutting off the surrounding immortal consciousness.
There seemed to be a roar in the wind:
"Who are you!"
Chapter completed!