Chapter 389 My sword rises slightly

The Five Dao Futong Sect of the Demon Luo Cave in Bolan Mountain, Yuanzhou. Through Wang Xiaosan's memory, Yu Zecheng knew that this person was good at the two magical skills of "The Great Technique of Soul Searching in the Ten Directions and Nine Nethers" and "The Sutra of the Demon Luo". Now he has practiced the Five Dao Futong Sutra, and has also collected so many immortal bones, blood and flesh. This person's magic must be very powerful and should not be underestimated.

Yu Zecheng was flying while formulating tactics and could not kill them recklessly. That was a fool. He had to plan and eliminate them in an orderly manner.

The Bolan Mountain is two thousand miles away, and Yu Zecheng soon arrived here. The terrain here is dangerous, and the Bolan Mountains are towering into the clouds, a height of thousands of feet high.

The stars are connected to the waves of the sky, and strange peaks rise up one after another, standing proudly between the heaven and earth. There are twelve caves in total, and each cave has a scattered cultivator entrenched here.

In the middle of the mountain, the largest cave is the Moluo Cave. On the hillside outside the cave, there is a valley with a radius of hundreds of acres, located on the hillside, covered by magic circles. The valley is full of spring and there is no cold outside at all.

The wind outside the valley is cold and cold, and the clouds are moved by the wind, becoming like silk threads. The blue sky is like washing, as if it is raising a hand to touch.

When Yu Zecheng got here, he began to wander around and plot, not fighting unprepared battles. Yu Zecheng first turned himself into the Five Elements Heavenly Ghost, slowly entered here from the underground, and reconnaissed the enemy situation in the valley.

It happened that four monks seemed to be traveling far away by swords. One of them was a big belly, and it was obvious that they were a role such as the butler.

Yu Zecheng followed them and flew out of the valley until a hundred miles away. He suddenly drew his sword and slashed the sword light. The opponent was only in the fetal breathing realm, and he turned three swords and immediately killed three guards.

When the butler saw Yu Zecheng, he didn't know what he was shouting. Yu Zecheng's sword light turned and immediately pulled him into Pangu's world. In this world, everything was decided by himself. The butler immediately couldn't move due to the pressure. Yu Zecheng walked over and used the magic technique and confessional skills to start inquiring about the enemy's situation, and gradually touched the Moluo Cave here clearly.

The cave owner Ma Kui was in seclusion before the New Year and had been in conflict with the Golden Pill stage for six months. The person in charge of this place was Ma Gang. Ma Kui's eldest son had also reached the realm of false pills. In addition to him, there were six foundation-building brothers who were here to defend them, including 121 disciples in the Qi Refining Stage and more than 1,000 servants.

Three days ago, the Wudaofutong patrol commander had taken away all the fairy bait collected this year. The housekeeper was over and went out to do business.

Yu Zecheng found out little by little, and finally knew how the so-called immortal bait was used by Marco Ma Kui. Their use method was completely beyond Yu Zecheng's expectations. They actually used this immortal bone as a sacrifice object and summoned immortal beasts and spirit birds in the void for their use. It was not what Yu Zecheng imagined, and artificially created immortal bones for exchange of body and organs.

What kind of magic is this? No matter what, kill them all, otherwise I will harm the people in Jian'an City.

Yu Zecheng threw the fat manager into the black fog, and the man's body suddenly disappeared, and then he would return to his original body, slowly turned into a heavenly ghost and sneak into the valley, and then began to arrange the sword formation, the lightsword formation of the Tianzhu and the Underworld. Yu Zecheng laid out one by one, laying down twelve of them. With this sword formation, it can kill hundreds of enemies.

Then Yu Zecheng was about to take action, and at this time Lao Qi sent a message:

"Sir, this kind of work can be handed over to the ghost creatures I have cultivated. They are very suitable for this work. Moreover, they haven't eaten blood food for a long time, which has a great impact on their cultivation development. Please, please, approve them to join the war."

Yu Zecheng nodded in agreement, and immediately sixty-one ghosts sent a beautiful woman to release her skin. They kept silent and bowed to Yu Zecheng, then sank into the darkness and began to kill.

They are commanded by Pangu's world and can all get the sensing vision of Yu Zecheng's sword technique. They are very good at assassination. First, they choose the enemy with the smallest number of people, and they have not let go of any of them, whether they are servant disciples or qi-refining cultivators.

Then start to focus the target on the patrol team, or several enemies in a certain hall, and the killing begins. In the silent breath, Yu Zecheng's sword art, the enemy's life breath decreases one by one.

The foundation-building monks here are different from the monks of the Xuanyuan Fayin Sect. They are very vigilant and their spiritual senses are constantly scanning the left and right. It is a completely lifestyle habit. It is impossible to kill them by killing enemies in the Xuanyuan Fayin Sect.

And when the killing was halfway through, the other party responded. The seven foundation-building disciples began to gather their disciples, and the surrounding magic circles began to operate. Yu Zecheng knew that the other party had not discovered the secret attack.

Yu Zecheng shouted loudly:

"The Five Paths of Futong of the Moluo Cave in Bolan Mountain, and you and others are contrary to the heavenly harmony. Collecting immortal bones on the human body is a taboo for immortal cultivators. On behalf of the immortal cultivator, I am now fighting against the Immortal Cultivator and others, and come out quickly to die."

A sound came from the cave:

"If you want to add a crime, you have no choice but to worry about it. We are innocent. Who did you come to the door to harm my disciple?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"I am Yu Zecheng of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Someone told me that you are collecting fairy bait in the name of collecting fairy bait, and I have discovered that your disciples are secretly collecting fairy bones..."

Yu Zecheng was calling out loudly to the other party, chatting for more than twenty sentences, explaining reasoning to them, and inviting them to come out to meet them.

In fact, he was showing his position to the other party. From the place where he shouted to the place where the other party gathered, he needed to pass through a gate, three corridors, four adjacent doors, and two halls. The distance was about two hundred feet. Then he entered a hall, and the other party all gathered in the hall and sat there to make a total of countermeasures.

If assassination is not possible, then attack forcefully. In fact, Yu Zecheng is trying to give the other party an illusion, waiting for them to go out outside. Suddenly, Yu Zecheng turned into a sword light and flew up instantly. With a loud bang, he broke through the opponent's door and rushed into the opponent's cave like lightning.

Yu Zecheng controlled the sword light, like lightning, under the guidance of the sword art, instantly rushed through three corridors, four next doors, and two halls. A distance of two hundred feet arrived instantly, even faster than the sound of the explosion of the gate.

In fact, Yu Zecheng had already mastered this passage before this. The flying sword instantly turned into light and rushed violently, turning at the turn, and circling at the turn, and entering the enemy's inner hall as fast as possible.

It was this breath that determined the life and death of everyone. They were casting spells and shouting with Yu Zecheng, knowing that Yu Zecheng was outside the cave, and some were still drinking tea and chatting. Unexpectedly, Yu Zecheng rushed to their eyes in an instant, and everyone did not react at all.

This breath determines life and death. Yu Zecheng's sword merged into one and rushed to the hall in an instant. The sword light filled the hall, and instantly killed three people. The three were still drinking tea and chatting, and their heads flew up without any response. In the seventh sword, they broke through one person's true energy protection body and killed one person again; the 13th sword penetrated one person's magic weapon to defend and killed him; the 27th sword cut off one person's resistance magic weapon and cut him off.

Only one person fought against Yu Zecheng, and it was Ma Gang. This person was Ma Kui's son, and he sat here with great skills. He fought hard and tried his best.

Yu Zecheng's sword light slashed one after another, and after a little while, it suddenly spread into a huge platinum light column. The platinum light column was dazzling and suddenly slashed through Ma Gang's heavy defense. In an instant, the white sword light penetrated Ma Gang's eyebrows, throat, heart, dantian and other vital points. Ma Gang, who was stunned and confused, suddenly splattered blood and died on the spot.

At this time, the roar of the explosion of the gate came. In a blink of an eye, Yu Zecheng killed one false pill and six foundation-building monks in succession.

Yu Zecheng did not withdraw his sword because although Ma Gang was killed, the sacrificial arts that were lying on him did not respond. He was not dead yet.

Sure enough, a light rose on his body instantly. In this light, Ma Gang's body healed, and there was a magic weapon of life-saving jade tablets given to Yu Zecheng by the old madman.

This time Ma Gang recovered, and immediately emitted a red light of ray of rays of rays of sunshine and shouted:

"Look at my magic weapon, boy will..."

Before the word "death" fell, eighteen light wings appeared on Yu Zecheng's back, instantly spreading the wings taught by his master, scattering over the sky and the earth. Suddenly, the entire hall turned into a ball of white light, which scattered over the sky and the earth, endless. The red light of the magic weapon's fiery sun suddenly blasted, turning into thousands of splashing light spots and scattered away.

Ma Gang was shocked and couldn't figure out why the enemy was so powerful. Could it be the Jindan Zhenren and the Yuanying Zhenjun. The white light continued to spray violently and slashed on the purple-hearted flame bead he held high, and suddenly aroused countless lights, including red light, white light, golden light, blue light, and colorful lights like the sudden blooming of festival fireworks in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

Ma Gang, who was in the light, resisted desperately and tried his best to finally withdrew the white light bombardment. In a blink of an eye, the second white light broke into the air again, and there was no way to avoid it. Ma Gang barely held up the purple-heart flame bead and met. Bang, countless lights shot into it, and Ma Gang was cut and blood was slashed away.

The third and fourth paths, Ma Gang retreated without any hesitation, his whole body was charred and his face was covered in blood. Seeing the fifth white light slashing again, he wanted to raise the purple-heart flame bead to resist.

With a clear sound, the purple-hearted flame bead was immediately exploded, the magic weapon was shattered, the white light slashed, Ma Gang's eyes widened, and instantly was directly transformed into gas. There was no more existence. No magic weapon could save his life.

Crack the door, kill, explode, and qi transformed. Everything happened in dozens of breaths. Yu Zecheng gathered his sword and lit up his sword skills. He killed the powerful enemy. Six foundation building and one false pill, all killed.

Yu Zecheng shouted:

"Kill me, don't leave any one left, don't let go of anything."

Suddenly, the shouts of killing sounds shook the sky and screamed repeatedly. The beautiful women of human skin began to clean up. Yu Zecheng sat on Ma Gang's chair. His white clothes were as good as snow, and there was no blood splashing. The tea cooking stove on the table was still burning, and the misty water vapor rose. Yu Zecheng picked up a tea cup and took a sip. What a fragrant tea. The real battle was about to begin.

In a secret room that cannot be detected by the sword art, an energy is condensing. Ma Kui has already left the seclusion and is preparing to fight. He will live and die. See if I can build the foundation and kill the golden elixir.
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