Chapter 213 Night Tour Yujian (Chapter 3 Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

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The sky was full of brilliance within a hundred feet, and it exploded rapidly, reaching in front of several people in an instant. When I got closer, I realized that it was a sharp silver nail. They shot like a torrential rain. It is only three inches long, but it is as fierce as a bow and crossbow shot by a Xuanwu master. The air light from the nail tip alone is enough to penetrate everything.

A few more figures followed closely behind. Like a shadow accompanying him, he galloped not far behind those iron nails. The speed was also swift, with cold gazes coming through the nail screen, but there was no one there, not the Xuanwu Grandmaster!

This surprise attack was so sudden. Shi Dan was the first to react, and immediately flicked his sleeves slightly, and let out a soft hum: "Spiritual method, wind vortex!"

Immediately, a gust of wind vortex suddenly exploded ten feet in front of everyone, and clusters of wind swirled, although the iron nails were not swept away, but it also made the momentum condense, the trajectory was slightly scattered, and they all deviated to the side open.

Shi Dan made another seal with both hands, and said spiritual words again: "Guard the sword slave, condense the sword!"

A group of green mist condensed in front of him, and formed in a short time. It looked like a stranger, holding a sword made of soul power in his hand. His eyes were dull, but determined. The whole body breath, can't let Tan Tao down. And with Shi Dan's spiritual method, countless Gengjin spirits gathered on the soul sword. Unexpectedly, the entity is hidden and stable.

When the sword completely turned golden, it immediately set off a golden light all over the sky, knocking away all the iron nails that were approaching.

Then it was Li Luo who responded, bowing down. Don't care about those silver nails. Like a leopard, it shuttled behind the nail curtain. There were two knives in his hand, one long and one short, each with a sharp knife aura, drew a brilliant arc, and slammed away like a storm. Just the first stab had already caused one of them to shed blood.

Those few people were obviously astonished for a while, and they gave a cry of surprise, but they didn't want to fight with it. Only two people are left, and they are entangled. The other four people directly crossed over. Still rushing towards the place where Zongshou stood.

Shi Dan frowned, and she couldn't use any powerful spiritual spells at the moment. Then he waved his sleeves again, and another six-level soul beast gathered. It was more than ten feet tall, its body was like a hedgehog, its body was covered with scales and spikes, and it had the agility of a leopard, and it charged directly at a person.

In the end, it was Hu Zhongyuan and Tan Tao who realized it. The former had a dignified expression, with two mandarin ducks crossed in front of him, resisting the rushing wind.

Although the remaining three people hadn't arrived yet, the strong wind generated by Li Luo's fight with the other two Xuanwu masters had spread to this point. In just this instant, the terrain was still flat and rocky on the mountainside, but countless potholes were cut out by the sword energy, and it was faintly showing the tendency of collapse. Make this place full of smoke, dust and strong wind

An ordinary innate martial artist with the primary channel of the earth chakra has about 30,000 jin of strength. When it comes to the three channels of the earth wheel, it can grow to 90,000 jin. The Wuzong powerhouse of the four meridians of the earth wheel directly tripled to 300,000 jin. And the Xuanwu Sect with the seven veins of the earth wheel has a strength of three million catties, which can already shake mountains and mountains!

Hu Zhongyuan shrank his eyes, and seemed to know himself, and he couldn't be the opponent of any of them. But instead of retreating, advance. It was still the same style of tiger roaring in all directions, sweeping out in front of him desperately.

'Ying,' there was a heavy bang, and this blow with all its strength forced one of them back for more than ten feet.

But the other two didn't stay in shape for a moment, and they ignored Hu Zhongyuan who was already weak, and still rushed forward. Two extremely tyrannical martial arts thoughts came fiercely.

Tan Tao's face was also dripping with cold sweat. When these two Xuanwu masters were close to ten feet away. Finally, amidst the mighty pressure, Mu Ran broke out. With a muffled snort, two mandarin duck knives in his hand, one black and one white, both breathed hundreds of feet before retracting quickly. It was only about twenty feet long, but it was even more compact and sharp, as if the knife in his hand had inflated dozens of times in an instant. Like two groups of light fans, it enveloped the thirty-foot space in front of him completely.

Not only did he try his best, but this knife shadow was also the most perfect knife in his life so far!

First there was a clanging sound, those iron nails were chopped off one after another, and then they collided with the blades and swords of the two Xuanwu masters. In just a moment, they collided countless times. One of them suddenly vomited blood and retreated violently. However, Tan Tao's figure was also forced by the crushing force. From the waist down, almost all of them sank into the stone.

A figure flew past like a gust of wind. But in front of him, there was only Zong Shou standing ten feet away. Standing alone on the stone platform, but at some point in front of him, there appeared a fifth-order soul beast that looked like a Duanyue bear.

In the eyes of this Xuanwu Grandmaster, there was a slight doubt at first. The rumored Zongshou should be a cripple who does not know spiritual skills, but just now he saw the other party with his own eyes and summoned an escort. Then he didn't care about it, so what if he knew the spiritual method? Under his sword, it is still death.

Just when this person was staring at Zong Shou, Zong Shou also looked at him. About forty years old, with a square face. A breath, it should be that the seven meridians of the earth wheel are close to breaking through. Those gazes were full of the joy of being about to succeed and the murderous intent, but also contained a bit of confidence and calmness.

Zong Shou narrowed his eyes, then smiled helplessly. A ball of silvery brilliance in the sleeves sank to the waist. At this moment, there were two swords hanging from his waist. One is the Thunder Wing Sword given by Duanmu Yiren, and the other is the incomplete Jiulin.

Almost instantly, Xiao Jin's body was fused with the Jiulin Sword. Behind Zong Shou, a cloud of ghosts also vacated. Bring the Jiulin sword body, which has already shone with spiritual light and transformed into a golden color, into the air. Inside the Yuanhun, there is the 'Xu Lingyuan Sword' hidden. "It also hit the sword body. The golden light flashed, and without a moment's notice, it hit the middle-aged man in his forties in front of him.

And the next moment, there was an exclamation from Shi Dan not far away: "Out of body during the day?" In Shi Dan's eyes, there was just a look of horror. Out of the body, but not burned by the real fire of the sun. How did this prince do it?

Then there was another shock, which rose up in his chest one after another.

"This is a seventh-order spiritual weapon! No, it's an eighth-order! There is actually a second soul, the Void Spirit Sword Embryo!"

The latter are just thoughts in the aunt's heart, and there is no time to export them. The situation in front of her made the pupils in her eyes dilate to the extreme.

The Xuanwu Grandmaster who was close to Zongshou didn't look at the sword shadow above at all, but stared at Zongshou's neck with piercing eyes.

Regardless of his various methods, he only needs to cut off this person's head, and everything will end. Under the Sun Tourist Realm, no matter how powerful a spiritual master is, if he loses his body, he will only die once.

But when the golden sword light, at a speed several times faster than him, struck at an erratic sinking angle at an extremely mysterious angle. His eyes were fixed immediately. Without hesitation, he retreated backwards.

At this moment, I only felt that this sword was extremely fierce and fierce! I'm afraid he has not waited for him to behead that Zongshou.

His own body was about to be chopped into pieces.

For a moment, there was chaos in the mind. Why is this Zongshou able to get out of his body in daylight? Why is swordsmanship so exquisite? Where did the eighth-order spirit weapon come from? Void Spirit's sword casting technique is clearly a way of sword cultivation. What kind of idiot actually said that this person is a waste of both spirit and martial arts, who can accomplish nothing? It's just... cheating one

He was frantically flying back into the distance, at this moment, in his heart, he was planning to assassinate him, so he gave up completely

However, just in the next breath, the sword shadow wrapped around the nine-headed unicorn in front of him suddenly felt a little different.

But at this moment, Zong Shou's primordial soul was indeed changing. A dark epiphyllum is blooming.

It caused the sea of ​​souls to boil immediately, and suddenly expanded by nearly 20% of the sentence. The golden sword shadow also flickered suddenly, and shuttled into the sword light in front. Cut off the head of this forty-year-old middle-aged man with one sword!

"Swallow the sky and turn it into yuan, then cut it!"

The flying Nine Lin sword almost didn't delay, it only devoured half of the person's essence to resist the sunlight. Then there was another spin cut, hitting another Xuanwu Grandmaster next to him.

This person is also the first time, frantically dodging. The knife in his hand was full of knife energy, and he kept swiping in front of him, but it had no effect. Still being bullied by the Nine Lin Sword with ease.

In the end, there was only a voice of despair, and a sudden roar: "Back! Go back, this person... is Yeyou Yujian, and the way of the sword is psychic! I'm going to call his grandma!"

The last sound, it was too late to say it. The golden sword light had pierced through his left chest, directly piercing his heart. Absorbed the most concentrated essence and penetrated it.

At this moment, the faces of the other four also changed slightly. Without any hesitation, he began to flee and evacuate.

But Li Luo sneered, his figure bent his bow unbelievably suddenly, and then exploded like a spring, his figure flickered slightly, and he chopped off a person's head.

Tan Tao, on the other hand, threw himself out without hesitation, entangled a Xuanwu Sect who had been repelled by Hu Zhongyuan.

Zong Shou's sword also soared into the air again. Like the victory of a phoenix, in a tenth of an instant, it is only a hundred feet away. With a twist of the sword, another person's head was cut off. But when he got here, Zong Shou had exhausted all his energy. In Yuanhun, the blooming epiphyllum is slowly withering and closing. He didn't want to use the other two dark epiphyllums here. With a little sense of spirituality, he doesn't need to intervene if he knows the situation of the battle. Without hesitation, he returned to his body with the sword.

Sure enough, when he opened his eyes again, Li Luo had already caught up with the other person. Still in the struggle, but with an overwhelming advantage, and the corner of Li Luo's lips contained a cruel smile. Tan Tao's opponent was even worse. Under the joint efforts of Shi Dan's two soul beasts and Tan Tao, his head was beheaded in less than a quarter of an hour. can't believe it.