Chapter 177: Sword Lotus Realm
The golden light around them also became brighter, the blooming golden lotus was extremely demonic, and the golden light flickered one by one, and the few people in Shengrong were looking in the direction of Chu Yun, and the attack of the three people on Chu Yun had been easily dissolved without making a move.
In that instant, the three of them made eye contact, Chu Yun had to be killed today, otherwise it would be their end in the future.
The aura on the three people's bodies suddenly skyrocketed, and three spiritual powers rose to the sky, forming three unique colors, red, blue, and blue around Chu Yun.
His eyes were tightly pressed against Chu Yun's movements, and the three spiritual powers gradually swirled in the air, directly turning into a spiritual pillar where the three colors converged.
"Looking at the formation, you can see that the Holy Pavilion, abandoning the ghost gate, Tianlong has long been in collusion"
Several elders of the Xuantian Sect looked at the sky and said, such a combination of magic arrays cannot be refined overnight, and it must be cultivated for a long time.
The wind and rain wanted to get close to Chu Yun, but the three spiritual powers swirled in mid-air, forming a huge whirlwind that rotated directly over the martial arts arena, and everyone quickly retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena, but they were still affected by the whirlwind, and their bodies couldn't help leaning forward.
It feels like your feet are off the ground.
Under the whirlwind, Chu Yun still closed his eyes and recuperated, his expression relaxed, as if he had been isolated, and he was not harassed by this whirlwind at all.
"Three Spirits Sword"
The palms of the three people flipped up, and the three majestic spiritual powers gradually formed an upside-down Xuanjian, which hung high in the air, a hundred zhang long, like a heavenly sword falling into the world.
The sword was mighty, the space around it was distorted, and the sword light was extremely dazzling in the sunlight.
The Xuanjian carried the sound of thunder, and the momentum of the wind and thunder slid down with a sword, and the space where the sword slashed was shattered, and the martial arts arena centered on Chu Yun directly spread to the surrounding cracks.
Chu Yun still closed his eyes, but half-asked the sword and raised it a foot higher.
The surrounding golden lotus vines gradually gathered in the sky above Chu Yun to form a wreath, the golden light shone, and slowly soared upward.
"Chu Yun wouldn't want to use this golden wreath to block the Xuanjian above, right?"
"I think there's a possibility"
"How is this possible, that is the spiritual power of the pride of the heavens that has gathered the three major forces, I think Chu Yun is a big support"
The disciples of the Xuantian Sect had also completely entered the angle of battle viewing at this time, forgetting that it was a hostile scene now.
"All things are Tao, and it is impossible to escape yin and yang"
Chu Yun spat out the truth.
The moment the wreath and the Xuanjian collided, everyone thought that a powerful spiritual power fluctuation would erupt, and they immediately took out the Xuanqi to guard against it, but it was unexpected.
There was no sound around, no change in the space, everything seemed to have fallen silent.
The Heaven Breaking Xuanjian carried an invincible power, but the moment it touched the garland, the sword power disappeared cleanly, as if it was an ordinary Xuanjian suspended in the air.
The three of them also clearly felt the changes in the sky, their arms rotated and pressed down fiercely, and the Xuanjian began to stab down from the phase where it stayed with a roar, but the speed was indeed very slow.
"Sword Lotus Blossom"
Chu Yun asked the sword to rotate slightly, and the golden veins on the wreath began to swirl around the Xuanjian, and in the blink of an eye, the Xuanjian was already covered with golden veins, and the golden lotuses began to bloom.
As the golden lotus bloomed, the huge Xuanjian shrank like a nutritional supply, but the golden lotus immediately bloomed more brilliantly, the petals flashed with golden light, and the air swayed.
"Is this a transfer of spiritual power?"
"It must be that Jin Lian has absorbed the spiritual power of the Xuanjian Sword, otherwise it can't be like this"
The two disciples immediately underestimated it.
"Crooked, see no, our helpers are more than you to leave, don't leave or surrender quickly"
"Nonsense, how can our young master be defeated by Chu Yun, it's impossible, you Xuantian Sect is waiting to perish."
The disciples on both sides also put down the mysterious weapons in their hands, realizing that they were not the ones who decided the battle situation, but the few people who were fighting now, so they simply looked lively.
"Sword Pear Rain"
Chu Yun's eyes opened and the Xuanjian swirled out horizontally, and the golden lotus petals in the sky were wrapped to form a bud, and the golden lotus spun wildly, and a three-foot golden light flickered from the middle of the bud.
Flying down directly from above, the space was cut one by one, and countless golden swords flew down in the wind and rain.
"Fist Shock"
Luo Qing directly punched out, and only one or two swords were shattered, and countless swords flew down behind him, and the three of them flashed back in a flash.
But those swords seemed to have a feeling of life, and the moment they landed, they changed direction and flew directly from the ground to the three people.
Sheng Rong slashed out with one palm and one palm, shattering the oncoming sword rays, but there were too many of them, and it was completely too late, and soon sword marks appeared on the three of them.
At this time, the Heavenly Dragon Guard, the Holy Spirit Guard, and the Ghost Tooth Guard had already entered the battle, and all the people waved the Xuanjian in their hands, blocking the golden Xuanjian, and some showed martial souls, but the martial souls were pierced by the sword in an instant.
Chu Yun slowly looked at the people around him.
The people of Xuantian Sect also opened their mouths, and they couldn't close it at all, all of this was like a dream, since Chu Yun was alone, he restrained all the people, and he didn't fall behind.
"Chu Yun, what kind of person are you?"
Feng Yu began to underestimate in his heart, and Chu Yun's battles were evolving again and again, and Chu Yun was growing up.
Chu Yun looked at the people around him.
This is the Mixed Yuan Dao that he has just comprehended, and the first layer of the Dao Duel is named the Sword Lotus Realm.
But whoever steps into the Sword Lotus comprehension no matter who it is, can't escape the attack of the Sword Lotus, and every time it becomes more ferocious.
With the figures around him, Chu Yun half-asked the sword and turned all the sword light and sword rays instantly converged on the half-asked sword, and the half-asked sword suddenly dazzled with sword light, and it was impossible to force the eyes.
It was then restored to its original state.
Seeing that Chu Yun recruited the guards and subconsciously attacked, this is the soldier.
Chu Yun smiled faintly, and his sword fingers were pressed together, and his fingertips lightly touched the sword body.
"Bell"
A long voice sounded, and a horizontal golden light spread out in all directions, and the guards who pounced on them were instantly frozen in the air, all of them with strange shapes, some with big mouths to shout, some of the swords had been chopped down, and some held up their scimitars.
It's always strange, and Sheng Rong and the others feel a hint of crisis and retreat directly at the moment.
The guards surrounding Chu Yun had a sword mark on their bodies recently, and their bodies were directly shattered without the slightest chance to struggle, turning into blood raindrops and falling on the martial arts arena.
Rushed towards Chu Yun and them, one after another, erupted in place like exploding fireworks, the martial arts arena was stained red with blood in an instant, and the blood qi spread out, and some of the people around them couldn't even bear such cruelty and vomited directly.
Although they are all killing, Chu Yun's methods can be said to be crushed, directly crushed into blood.
"It's so cruel"
"Run"
Even the disciples of the Xuantian Sect began to run away.
What was even more shocking was that the eyes of Sheng Rong and the others were almost popping out, because in the middle of this sea of blood, Chu Yun slowly stood up.
At that moment, the impact of momentum, the feeling of penetrating into the soul, the figure of the king of the world at this time in Chu Yun was nothing at all, Chu Yun felt that it was an insurmountable existence at this time.
He was looking down at this piece of land from above the Nine Heavens Firmament, and all the people were small and almost dust in Chu Yun's eyes.
The momentum was enough to make the gods and demons of the heavens tremble, looking at Chu Yun who stood up, it was a god and demon, that was a god and demon who controlled the power of life and death in heaven and earth, and was above the nine heavens.
Feng Yu also began to shake in his heart, Chu Yun's station was like a towering mountain, which people could only look up.
"Kill"
The Prince of Tianlong was even more sure that Chu Yun would not be able to survive, and from the surrounding of the martial arts arena, black shadows rushed out, and the cold in the book was biting, and Chu Yun was surrounded.
Chu Yunxuan's sword waved, and a spiritual light on his fingertips directly put away the wheelchair, and with a slight touch of his toes, his body flew up in the air, and blood splashed on the ground.
Volleyed in the air, and his body was like a ghost.
With a quick arrow step forward, the half-asked sword picked up the sword, stepped forward and locked the throat to hold the throat of an enemy, and the palm spiritual power swirled and crushed instantly.
One turned around and swapped shapes, flicked his arm and threw the corpse in front of Shengrong who pounced on him from behind, and then turned into a spiritual light in the middle of everyone and stood beside Feng Yu.
Everything is a matter of an instant, and Chu Yun's movements are smooth, like an art.
"Beware"
Chu Yun smiled slightly, looked at Feng Yu's little pale face and asked.
Feng Yu saw Chu Yun standing in front of him intact, and tears immediately rolled in Feng Yu's eyes, he was really scared, afraid that Chu Yun would die.
"Don't worry, heaven and earth dare to let me die"
As soon as Chu Yun's voice fell, everyone fell silent again, can heaven and earth dare to let me die What a terrifying thing is this, can't heaven and earth be able to Chu Yun in words?
Luo Qing and Prince Tianlong were not hiding the mysterious weapons in their private hands, a dry bone long sword and a dragon scale broadsword, the two swords were added, and the spear in Shengrong's hand stabbed down from above.
Chu Yun turned around and stepped into the air.
Raise the sword high.
At this time, everyone saw that a little bit of spiritual power appeared on Chu Yun's Xuan Sword, and the spiritual power flew around and spread. But not gold.
The spiritual power turned into mist, looking very slow, but the momentum was indeed like the collapse of mountains and rivers, and the falling starry sky, making people feel suffocated by despair.
The wind gradually began to rise around Xuantian Sect, and all the buildings began to shake, the mountains and rivers roared, and the rivers roared.
This feeling instantly enveloped everyone.
"Sword Dance Void"
As soon as Chu Yun's words came out, his body jumped up lightly, his movements were slow, and everyone clearly saw Chu Yun's every movement, just like a monk dancing a sword in the air.
When everyone came back to their senses, they saw that Chu Yun had already passed through the three people and stood on the other side, and everyone looked at the four of them curiously, without any physical contact and without any mysterious weapon collision.
Looking at the Xuan Sword that Chu Yun was still raising, everyone didn't understand what it meant.
The moment Chu Yun threw the sword in his hand, he saw the blood splattering on the tip of the sword, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from the air.