Chapter 172 The Great Spiral Sword (Please Subscribe for Monthly Ticket for the Third Update)]

"Not long ago, Zong Shou just entered the innate realm. The realm has not been stabilized yet, making the two of you laugh!"

Before the words fell, Ye Feishuang's heart beat violently again.

An innate realm? From the looks of it, it's still a long way from adulthood, and the lies that are usually fooled around are actually innate?

Even if it is their family, no matter how talented they are, it is impossible to reach this level!

The black-robed young man was also silent for a while, and after a long time, he laughed at himself again: "Fourteen-year-old Xiantian is really terrifying! If Master finds out, I don't know how happy he will be. But I'm here today, just want to ask you One sentence. Did you kill Mi Lao?"

"Old Mi?"

Zong Shou repeated a sentence, a little puzzled. After a while, he realized something and burst out laughing: "But the one who died by my sword at the foot of the corpse demon mountain in the blood valley? I thought you came here for these two girls, but unexpectedly it was because of me." to"

There is no intention of concealing it at all. Since they have found this place, there must be enough evidence. No matter what kind of excuse you make at this moment, it will only make people look down on you, it is better for the doctor to admit it. It's nothing more than a battle, and today he is also looking for one or two opponents who can give it a go!

"It really is you!"

The young man in black suddenly took a deep breath, and suddenly lifted the cloak covering his body. That face was finally shown in front of the two of them, with regular and handsome features, it should have been extremely handsome, but at this moment it was covered with knife marks. Criss-criss-criss-criss-crisscrossed, appearing unusually ferocious and ugly.

He held a sword hidden in its sheath in his hand. But those ice-blue eyes were calm and calm: "We [Baidu Shenhuang] Moshan Sect always repays kindness and revenge! Killing my fellow sect is like killing relatives, and we should not share the sky! But If you, my son, are willing to worship under my master today, then this small grievance can be ignored. I, Yun Xuke, have the guts to make the decision and save your life first!"

The sword was about three feet three long, and when it was pulled out slowly, a cold light shone immediately. A concealed but not exposed sword force is hidden in it. The murderous intent was undisguised, and the chilling aura permeated the surrounding area, making one feel bone-chilling.

"It's actually Wu Zong!"

Ye Feishuang's pupils shrank immediately. This young man with scars on his face is actually the first level of Wu Zong with the four veins of the earth wheel!

But at this moment, what surprised her even more was that Zongshou, under the oppression of such a tyrannical aura, unexpectedly did not show any timidity. The aura of the whole body is looming, and he will not give in. Standing tall, his expression was neither salty nor dull, as if he was not affected in the slightest.

The young man in black also frowned, and shook his head slightly: "It turns out that my son has already realized the power of this martial arts. At this age, it is really amazing! No wonder killing the three people in Juelong City is like slaughtering a dog." Average. Although these three are strong, they are really worthless in the eyes of people like you—— Yun Xu has been practicing martial arts for nearly twenty years, but he has never seen someone as talented as you. Li Xieling died at your hands too? With such strength, he can already fight my senior brother!"

Speaking of this, there was another pause, and he turned cold: "It's a pity, I, Yun Xu, don't like fair fights.

Although he is good at swords, he is not a swordsman. I will not take it lightly, and I will never give you any chance. The son's deeds are certainly tyrannical. But the two girls behind you are really too weak in our eyes, Qiu Ling."

Without Yun Xu's orders, Qiu Ling just let out a stern laugh. That whole body was full of strength, bursting forth, and it was not under Yun Xu at all. A stride is more than sixty feet, and then a punch is thrown out with a bang. Countless black flames rushed out from the left and right sides of the body, and finally swung into the tip of the fist! The energy surged, causing the snow foam and frost to fly away!

Ye Feishuang had been prepared for a long time, commanding her younger sister to sacrifice the yin and yang pair Yuse in front of her. Exercising it with all its strength, a repulsive force loomed around. Then when the wind of the fist arrived, there was only a bang of 'boom'.

The two women both had blood spurting from their mouths and noses, and they looked miserable, and each of them sat down again in a daze.

Although Qiu Ling's appearance was unsightly, his punches were extremely domineering and fierce. Under this [Baidu Shenhuang] boxing, it is a total force of 300,000 catties! It is enough to open mountains and crack rocks, and just one punch makes the yin and yang pair Yuse tremble wildly. The repulsive force produced has also been reduced by 20%!

Yun Xu had a half-smile, watching Zong Shou's expression change, all he needed was a little worry, a little anxiety, a little concern, as long as there was a slight flaw in his sword posture and martial arts thoughts. His sword can take this person's life!

Faintly more excited. What about the talents of the sky? What he likes most is to kill such a genius! Step on the mud hard, so that it can no longer turn over!

This battle, he has won!

The expression of the young man on the other side is indeed changing. It seems that they want to turn around to rescue, but they also seem to be restraining themselves.

The corner of Yun Xu's lips twitched triumphantly, and the sword in his hand trembled for a while, as if he was waiting for the time when he would come out of his body completely.

But in the next moment, seeing the expression on Zong Shou's face, he completely fell silent.

At this time, Zong Shou actually closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"For the past three months, apart from concentrating on meditation, I have been comprehending the way of swords day by day. I wanted to create my own sword art, but it didn't take long. I had to use two or three residual styles, and named it the Sword of Regret. Three days ago, I suddenly realized that the sword Law and martial arts have never been developed behind closed doors. It needs to be confirmed in the battle, and the sword will be tested in the middle of the battle."

Almost every word was spoken, the voice was clear and could be heard for several miles. It seemed that there was an inexplicable rhythm that made Zong Shou's momentum gradually increase. It doesn't even matter that the two girls behind are struggling to support and are in danger, and their voices are neither urgent nor slow, neither fast nor slow.

That's when Yun Xu frowned, feeling a little confused. Zong Shou opened his eyes again, and there was nothing else in them, they were pure and clear, and they were full of curiosity.

"Brother Yun, you practiced the Mokui Remnant Sword? You have actually practiced to the level of Wu Zong. I don't know if your lower body is still there at this moment? Are you a eunuch?"

Yun Xu's hands clenched tightly immediately, and he felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp needle. The pain was excruciating, and there was a rush of anger in his chest, which he couldn't suppress.

"You are courting death",

The voice was not as deep as before, but instead was shrill and unmasculine. Every word is eaten up, murderous and angry. But only halfway through, it came to a screeching halt.

I saw Zong Shou's sleeve, a silver light radiating out from the ground, and then the whole figure, in his field of vision, suddenly swelled. The occupied area expanded rapidly, and a series of afterimages appeared behind him.

"One of the regrettable swords, the big spiral!"

As the sword light swirled, a wave of fire and water intertwined, as well as thunder and lightning entangled energy, suddenly rolled over.

At the beginning it was nothing special, but when the sword light arrived in front of him, it was already overwhelming!

Half of it is snow, mist and smoothies, and the other half is scorching flames. The left and right purple thunders flicker like giant pythons.

Yun Xu only lost his mind for a moment, and then let out a tiger roar. The flaws in the mind are instantly filled. At this moment [Baidu Shenhuang] also dropped everything and stabbed out with a sword. The speed of the sword suddenly turned into Xunying, which was three times faster than Zongshou! All the power is gathered at the tip of the sword.

The three-foot-three long sword danced in his hands, but it was like an embroidery needle, agile and deadly.

But when he collided with Zong Shou's sword tip, Yun Xu found out in horror that his sword seemed to be pierced into a vortex, and he couldn't help himself.

The sword shadows all over the sky whirled! Second spin! Spin again! Four spins! It is really like a spiral, sweeping madly. The surrounding air was also stirred up, as if it had become a horizontal tornado, attacking.

And in its center, there are even more deadly smoothies and flames, and the Deep Purple Thunder Snake is even more hesitant.

Yun Xu's heart sank to the bottom for a moment, and the sword light in his hand also skyrocketed to the extreme. A sword is stronger than a sword, and a sword is stronger than a sword, but still can't get rid of the restraint of the spiral. He could only stick to the size in front of him and use all his strength to block the storm, but he felt more and more powerless.

I just feel that I am like a dam that is about to fall, blocking the torrent that is rising higher and higher, but has nowhere to vent.

Between the two of them, apart from the whistling of the storm, there were clanging and clanging sounds, and sparks splashed when the swords and lights collided.

Yun Xu's sword also gradually reached in front of his body, clumsy on the left and right. But after the storm on the other side, those star eyes became more and more cold and murderous!

Yun Xu also only felt that waves of shock, waves of indescribable panic in his heart kept attacking his flawless mind.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? So domineering, unreasonable? Listening to [Baidu Shenhuang] Zongshou's words, it seems to be self-created. How is this possible? This kind of swordsmanship, even in those Fu Zongfu sects, should be included in the top skills! How could it be self-created?

If this continues, I will die!

Squinting his eyes, Yun Xu's mouth burst into thunder, and he let out a sharp cry. The dozens of wounds on his face suddenly opened up, and blood gushed out.

Even the lower part of the body was dyed red. But the breath in his body increased several times in an instant. A violent thought suddenly rose up, and his eyes turned blood red, filled with endless resentment.

He will tear this sect to shreds today! Cut it off piece by piece and eat it in your stomach! No matter what the price is, he must be shredded into thousands of pieces, and there will be no place to bury him!

But in the next moment, he saw the figure on the opposite side, and the corner of his lips twitched mockingly!

A silver light suddenly pierced through the spiral sword light and attacked his face. Yun Xu subconsciously swung his sword obliquely, but it pierced through the air. The shadow of the knife flickered, and it had reached the other side.

Then in front of him, the 'torrent' that he had resisted for a long time completely burst the embankment!

Yun Xu was startled and startled, and then his eyes were filled with sword shadows. The storm-like sword light swept across, the sword energy overflowed, and the power of water and fire entangled, engulfing his figure instantly.

In an instant, countless blood and flesh were splashed and splashed in all directions, all of which were fragments no smaller than a fingernail. That Yun Xu's body was almost instantly shattered by the spiral sword light!

But the sword force didn't stop, and the vastness swept forward like a dragon. The sword strength of this spiral of water and fire rushed forward hundreds of feet before gradually dissipating. On this ground, there is also a huge long pit with a width of more than thirty feet and a depth of nearly four feet!