Chapter 097: Cold and Crippled

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The Xingyun team did not expect that they would encounter their own spiritual land of Luojia Heaven three times in a row. This was originally a good thing, but now everyone's hearts are bottomless. Because the two most difficult levels along the way were both from their Luojiatian. And Qiantang Immortal Venerable made them directly hit the wall, and they would have to kill them again later.

The sun had risen overhead, and I didn't know how far the other teams had progressed. Everyone pursed their lips and said nothing, and Yun Xiao led them to the cold and crippled lifeless.

In fact, whether it is cold and crippled or remnant sword, everyone is very unfamiliar. The remnant sword and the light green lantern are already close to semi-retiring characters. I don't know how I would be willing to come out as a Nine Immortals match point this time. But such a bleak name, is it really ...... It's unsettling.

In such a complex psychology mixed with apprehension and depression, the cold cripple is born.

It was their first time there, and they didn't see a single figure in sight, but none of them suspected that they had gone wrong. Because they saw at the same time, in the open area in the center, a square platform was slightly raised, and on the high platform, a huge long sword was inserted diagonally into the ground, revealing only the hilt and a small half of the blade, but it was two people high. The width of the blade, at least the length of a person's arm.

It's a great broken sword.

But at first glance, Qing Huan felt that this giant sword was suppressing something, as if it was directly inserted into a monster underground.

Yun Xiao stood a little farther away, squinting his eyes and looking around, as if to observe where the Remnant Sword Immortal Venerable was hiding. Qing Huan and the others were still circling around the giant sword. Many people think in their hearts that if the Sanshentian tourist attractions are developed, then such a distinctive landscape can definitely be selected, and it is a pity not to take a few more looks.

That's it!

Countless small swords suddenly burst out from the giant sword, flying in all directions. This time it was really caught off guard, everyone retreated, and many people were hit by a sword before they could resist. Fortunately, the flying sword and the body turned into sword intent to dissipate, but when it was slapped on the body, it was a real pain, and it was no different from a real sharp blade piercing the body, the difference was only that they would not really be injured, they would really bleed, but the pain was still excessive.

The flying sword offensive is endless, and it follows like a shadow, dense like a net of heaven and earth, and the wind and rain are fierce. There are people who cry out in pain, and there are people who are desperate.

Yun Xiao returned to the aid as soon as possible, blocking most of the Heavenly Sword Network for everyone. Qing Huan was also struggling to parry, and she was still pierced by a sword intent piercing her shoulder, and the cold sword qi that invaded her bones was accompanied by severe pain, which made her grit her teeth and snort lightly, and her body shook slightly. Yun Xiao glanced back at her and quickly pulled her behind him. Qinghuan's pressure suddenly lightened.

However, the flying sword attacks emitted from the giant sword were stronger than the waves, as if they would not give up until they were dressed as a sieve. Whenever everyone was lucky and guessed that this should be the limit, another wave of limits quickly swung out on the giant sword.

There were constantly people who couldn't support it after a few sword intents penetrated their bodies, and they retreated behind Yun Xiao very consciously. After the battle, almost all the flying swords were facing the same direction, all of them were carried by Yun Xiao alone, and everyone only parried scattered attacks behind him. Except for Qing Huan, almost no one noticed the protector in their minds, and their faces gradually turned white.

Two sword qi suddenly pierced into Yun Xiao's left knee. When the first sword qi entered his body, he barely stood up, and then the second one that attacked the same part made him unable to support it anymore and knelt half-kneel, and the long sword was on the ground, barely trying to maintain his body without falling.

Everyone else was a little dumbfounded, and Qing Huan's mind was also a little blank, but when they saw Yun Xiao falling, they didn't want to lift their swords in front of him to protect him, but they were pressed into his arms by Yun Xiao, and he spun half a circle along the way, and the empty door behind him was exposed, and dozens of sword qi flew into his back.

She heard him muffled in her ear, such a forbearant person, like this, it really hurts to the limit...... She tried to push him away, but he clamped her so tightly that he couldn't move in his arms, and then tears flowed out again.

Everyone was completely stunned. No one could imagine what it was like to be pierced through their bodies by dozens of sword intents at the same time, this pain was even worse than real swords and real swords, just one was enough for them to wail for a long time. They are all looking for the protection of the leader, but too many people have forgotten that they are a team that needs to support each other, and the strongest person in their minds is just a teenager as old as them.

Everything has finally stopped.

The shadow of the sword in the sky dissipated, and the air became calm.

Yun Xiao finally let go of Qing Huan.

She knelt on the ground with him, her eyes long blurred with tears, but she could still see the young man's pale face, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and his lips trembling. Such a beautiful face, but also so fragile and distressing.

Her tears fell in large numbers.

"Don't cry." The boy's voice was hoarse, but he still said what he wanted to say. At this time, I felt like my whole body was falling apart, my heart was eroding my bones, the pain was numb, and my body was no longer my own.

Fengshentai.

Although there are nine water mirrors on the high platform on the south side, most people's eyes are still focused on those few pieces. As soon as the Xingyun team encountered a crisis, it attracted the attention of most people on the field. At this time, seeing Yun Xiao being abused, many people were in pain for him.

They had all seen that when other teams came before, the cold and lifeless sword array offensive was not so dense, but they were particularly "caring" for the team led by Yun Xiao, Miyagi Haruka, and Night Silence. And Yun Xiao is naturally the worst of the three. Because the other two immediately made defensive deployments as soon as they sensed the crisis, distributing the pressure to everyone. He was the only one, silently resisting every sword for his companions.

Another secluded place.

Three water mirrors of the same size slowly flow in front of the bamboo house. Although there were two men and one woman before the water mirror, the source of the water spirit was only one of the men in white clothes.

"Hey." The man in white sighed softly.

"What, it's distressing?" The purple-shirted woman spoke plainly, looking at him through the veil.

The man in white shook his head, but the expression on his face had already revealed the emotions in his heart, and he sighed and said, "Xiao Yun'er is really ...... Not good. ”

Another man said: "Although Xiao'er didn't like to talk in the past, she was never bad when it came to strategic arrangements. Why didn't Fang Cai make any arrangements and ask everyone to stay in one place? ”

"Because he's guilty." The man in white said, "It's still too childish." Although he is only three months older, Xiao Yao'er is much more mature than him. ”

"Guilt? Do you mean that Fang Cai has no tomb and is defeated in the Heavenly Alliance? ”

The man in white nodded, and then sighed: "Then again, these three guys from Luojiatian are really ruthless...... Do you say so, Xiao Chen'er? (To be continued.) )