Chapter 63: The Sword Technique Returns to the Dust

There is a forest in the valley, which is quite quiet, and occasionally there are insects, birds and beasts making noises. The leaves of the pen and the fun and pavilion www.biquge.info are blown by the wind, and the fallen leaves occasionally fall. The sun has gradually risen in the sky. The sunlight fell to the ground through the leaves, and it looked quite peaceful.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out of one place, his breath was quite unstable, and his green robe was also quite embarrassed, and there were faint traces of blood on his body.

This person was none other than Zhao Wuxian. A hint of fierceness flashed in Zhao Wuxian's eyes. looked behind him, but the figure did not pause, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Wuxian has been being chased by several monks from Jueming since last night. I knew in my heart that the spiritual sense of building the foundation was really not something I could think of. No matter where you run, you will be overtaken. During this period, he was caught up once, Zhao Wuxian went into hiding, and while a few of them were not killed, he attacked one person, but instead of killing, he was injured himself.

However, Zhao Wuxian also felt the extraordinaryness of the swimming steps taught by the Red Lotus, although there was a gap in strength, he was still pulled away by him.

Thinking of the Red Lotus, Zhao Wuxian hesitated again in his heart, and then shook his head again, shaking his head, unwilling to ask the Red Lotus to help. Honglian has never made a sound, and the two of them seem to be angry.

Zhao Wuxian's figure wandered among the trees, unpredictable, and he could only see the phantom flickering constantly.

Soon after Zhao Wuxian left, Jueming and seven other monks quickly appeared from among the trees. Jueming's face was rather ugly. He didn't expect that what was supposed to be a cat and mouse scene was still killed by Zhao Wuxian, although no senior brothers died, but one of them was also injured.

Jueming has gradually lost his patience.

Zhao Wuxian also lost his patience.

Zhao Wuxian lay quietly on a tree, the leaves covering his figure. The breathing technique worked to the extreme. Lin Jing was quiet and terrifying.

But a moment later, Jueming and the other seven appeared in the woods.

"The breath is gone here again!"

Jue Ming frowned and glanced around the woods. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, but there was always a strange feeling lingering in my heart.

"With the senior brother here, that kid must be unable to escape, but I don't know how that kid knows how to evade it, and he can take away his breath! It's not long-lasting, but it's also quite troublesome! Consciousness lost no time in saying a word.

"Treasures can't escape our hands!"

Hearing this, Jue Ming frowned secretly, if it weren't for the fact that he still needed them at this moment.

The ruthlessness in Jueming's eyes flashed, but he didn't miss a bit, and he just said: "You guys be careful, look for it separately, I always feel that that kid has never left this place." ”

Hearing this, Jue Ling's eyes flashed imperceptibly, but he didn't say anything to stop it, just nodded and separated with several juniors and disciples to find Zhao Wuxian.

Watching a few people leave, a smile flashed in Jueming's eyes.

"The poor monk knows that the benefactor is here, come out, if the treasure is handed over to the poor monk, the poor monk can spare your life!"

"If you are found by the poor monk, the donor will only be turned into a poor monk!"

Zhao Wuxian heard Jueming's words, but he didn't move at all, he just sneered in his heart. How could he believe such a shoddy word.

And even if it's true, it won't necessarily be able to give it to him. Not to mention that this is a inheritance treasure, the treasure can't be picked off on your body.

Jueming called a few times and saw that no one answered, so he sneered, he was already probing, but he didn't want to get a result. A flash vanished into the woods.

Zhao Wuxian still didn't move. The leaves were blown up by the wind, and there was a hint of **** on his face, but Zhao Wuxian didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Sure enough, just a moment later, Jueming's figure reappeared in the woods.

"The donor is still very calm!"

I looked around at the trees around me, but I didn't see anything unusual. Jue Ming suddenly shot and slapped several trees one after another. Several trees emitted a violent turmoil, and the place where it was received was shattered, and the palm power was not exhausted, and the palm force was not exhausted, and the tree behind the tree was shattered again.

The Enlightenment Body Method was very fast, and in a short time, many of the trees in this forest were shattered. A few trees still stand. Seeing that Jueming's figure had gradually approached the tree he was staying in, Zhao Wuxian's heart seemed to be raised to his throat.

Jue Ming's palm didn't stop at all, and slapped on the trunk of the tree in Zhao Wuxian's gaze. I only felt a violent vibration in the trees. The middle section was shattered, and the tree lost its support and fell.

Jueming swept around, and all the trees had been swept away. He frowned and said, "Didn't you?" ”

At this point, my mind was already a little relaxed.

At this moment, the cold light exploded, and Jueming even felt his hairs stand up. Startled, the reaction was extremely fast, and the body rose into the air. I don't know when there is a golden Zen staff in my hand. A turnaround and a sword touched.

The spiritual power fluctuations rolled up all the leaves in the trees, and the dust filled the air.

Jueming was hurriedly repelled a few steps. A cold light flashed in his eyes and said, "You finally came out!" ”

But he saw that the leaves in the air had not yet fallen, and a cold light penetrated through the leaves.

"Point the sword Bosheng!"

The cold light immediately broke, and a trace of surprise flashed in Jueming's eyes. From the leaf between Zhao Wuxian, how the sword body fused into one, the sunlight between the trees dimmed.

Jueming's pupils contracted, but his body was rapidly retreating. He had already reached the foundation and could take off, and Zhao Wuxian completely relied on this momentum to go straight to Jueming. Although Jue Ming is fast, it is not as fast as Zhao Wuxian at this moment.

Jue Ming only had time for the first gear of the horizontal staff, and the golden light of the Zen staff flowed, and the light shone brightly. Zhao Wuxian still has eight zhang spiritual sense, and close is his home field. The golden light flashed, and his eyes stinged, but he heard a loud shout. Zhao Wuxian Zhihai was in pain, but his body still didn't stop, and the blood from the corners of his mouth had already flowed out.

The sword and staff intersected, and the sound of gold and stone rang out, which was extremely harsh, but this time Zhao Wuxian had already covered his ears with spiritual power. The cyan sword and the golden staff collided. The fierce collision formed a strong spiritual power shock.

Jue Ming then retreated more quickly with this thrust, and Zhao Wuxian gritted his teeth and rushed through the place where the spiritual power fluctuated to continue to chase.

Zhao Wuxian knew in his heart that if he missed this opportunity, he was afraid that it would be difficult to kill this monk again. In his heart, he suddenly turned his spiritual power to the extreme, and caught up with Jueming again.

"Swordsmanship returns to dust!"

A shocking sword intent made Zhao Wuxian's long sword emit a crisp sound, and there seemed to be no sword in the forest, and there seemed to be no sword in the forest. The sword shadow was raging, and the corners of Zhao Wuxian's mouth were already spurting blood.

It was mentioned in the Qing Ying Decision that it was best to use the sword technique after building the foundation, but at this moment, Zhao Wuxian had the only way to fight. Lian swallowed a few Zengyuan Pills. The sword is even more severe.

In Jueming's eyes, Zhao Wuxian had lost his trace, and could only see the sword light in the sky. A look of horror flashed in his eyes. This time he really felt the threat of death.

"Buddha's eyes reach the sky!"

The spiritual power in Jueming's sea of consciousness mobilized and spewed out two golden rays from his eyes, breaking through the illusory sword shadow and seeing Zhao Wuxian. looked at Zhao Wuxian.

Two lines of blood and tears were left in Zhao Wuxian's eyes. With a loud roar, the spiritual power of the whole body erupted, and the sword slashed at Jueming's body at the same time. Countless tiny swords raged out.

Both of them screamed at the same time and retreated.

One of Jueming's hands was cut off. Zhao Wuxian's realization became blurred, and his mind was dizzy, and he knew in his heart that this was the spiritual exercise of the Buddhist sect.

At this moment, several wind-breaking sounds came from all around. Zhao Wuxian's face changed, and without hesitation, his spiritual power was running to the extreme, swimming and lightening his body, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Big brother!! How are you? "Enlightenment is not the fastest, but in the end, it is the first to shout.

Jue Ling was the fastest, rushed to Jue Ming's side, and saw that his arm was broken, and his heart was horrified, but he didn't dare to slack off, and even exported spiritual power to stop the bleeding for him. It's just that this arm, unless it is the sect master's move, it should be useless.

A few mouthfuls of blood erupted from Jueming's mouth, and the gray Buddha robe on his body had been swept into strips by the sword light. Ignoring a few concerned juniors, he stood up hatefully and said to the place where Zhao Wuxian disappeared: "Cultivator boy, I won't kill you, I swear not to be a person, not to enter the Buddha hall, not to become a Buddha!" ”

The Buddha hall is an important place in the inner hall of the Tianjing Sect, and the patriarchal inheritance lies here. The Buddha is the realm that all the people of the Buddha aspire to. Jue Ming made this oath, which shows his hatred for Zhao Wuxian.

However, for those with broken arms, it is difficult to enter the Buddha hall.

Several juniors and disciples surrounded Jueming and didn't say anything for a while, and they didn't even speak the most joyful consciousness that they had been talking about, their eyes flashing, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Only Jue Ling is still stopping the bleeding for Jue Ming. After stopping the bleeding, he stood aside with a pale face, as usual. Jue Ming glanced at Jue Ling with a rather complicated expression.

Then he looked at the other junior disciples with a sneer, and said, "I know what you are thinking about, but as long as I kill Zhao Wuxian and get the treasure, the sect master will treat me well!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at a few junior disciples, and his eyes could not hide his anger, and said, "If someone dares to harm me!" Hey!! ”

The blood-red eyes had already said everything for Jueming. Enlightenment and the others couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

"Obey my brother's teachings!"

Zhao Wuxian didn't dare to stay for a moment and ran far away, and found a relatively hidden cave in one place, so he quickly entered it and made a temporary cave.

Inside the cave, Zhao Wuxian crossed his knees repairing the injuries in his body. His spiritual consciousness has been opened, and he can see inwardly, and at this time, it can be seen that some meridians in his body have been broken. The spiritual power slowly worked to repair the meridians. I swallowed a few Jade Bone Pills and found that the effect was not enhanced too much.

Zhao Wuxian opened his eyes and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The level of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation against Zhuji is already considerable. With mental arithmetic or unintentional, he still didn't lose the battle. Thinking about cutting off Jueming's arm, a trace of coldness flashed in Zhao Wuxian's eyes.

His eyes were still a little blurry, and although he didn't have the stinging pain in his mind when Jueming had just attacked, it was still very painful. Zhao Wuxian frowned.

"There is no elixir to restore the spiritual sense, this time the spiritual consciousness has been greatly damaged!"

"I knew that the Buddha Sect majored in spiritual power, but I still underestimated the strength of the Buddhist Sect's exercises and mortals, and actually directly broke through my sea of knowledge!"

"The meridians are also quite damaged! However, the monk should not be much better than me, but I am afraid that he will not give up easily! ”

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