Chapter 158: One Hundred Years, One Race
Xiaochen smiled evilly, looking at the senior brother blinking his eyes, the senior brother suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, although he didn't know what would happen next, he still pinched the law and summoned a flame, floating on his head, this flame hung down the wisps of light curtain, and protected Xuanyuan Yuhao's whole person inside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Xuanyuan Yuhao wanted to attack again and break Xiaochen's spell, but the more than a hundred sword spirits in the sky didn't give him a chance at all, and they were all attacking towards his only target at this moment.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yuhao was not idle, I saw that he pinched out the sword fingers with both hands, and kept waving towards the flying sword spirit, and the sword light continued to appear out of thin air, flying out between the command of his hand, and colliding with the sword spirit, every time he hit the sword spirit, it would make the sword spirit hit have a short stagnation, but in an instant, he resumed his action and continued to fly.
Xuanyuan Yuhao was even more surprised, if these sword lights were summoned by Xiaochen, then Xiaochen would definitely not be a cultivator of refining qi, and the sword light that he couldn't break could not be used by a foundation building monk, or an ordinary fetal monk, and he couldn't use it, but if Xiaochen didn't care about the rules and relied on the power of the magic weapon, then there were many great powers present, and they were not put on the look, but no one interfered, which means that this is really not a magic weapon.
As soon as he was distracted, one of the sword spirits crashed into the Xuanyuan Yuhao protective body light curtain, although it could be penetrated, but it also knocked Xuanyuan Yuhao out, this time it was hit, so that Xuanyuan Yuhao, who was already surprised, was surprised again, the power of this light saber was so great, blocking the blow just now, it has almost reached the limit of the protection technique, if there are three light swords hit at the same time, it can break this defensive spell in an instant.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Yuhao's expression began to become solemn, these lightsabers were much more powerful than he imagined, if they were hard touched, they didn't even work, and he didn't have a chance to use more powerful tricks for a while.
"What is this?" The woman in the palace costume who bet with the sword boy couldn't tell what these lightsabers looked like.
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the Sword Spirit, the true Excalibur Spirit." The sword boy also lost the smile on his face that he was about to win the game, and his expression was also a little solemn.
"Forbidden Demon Seal, Immortal Gate Repels Demons." Xuanyuan Yuhao dodged the attack of the sword spirit, and at the same time released the magic power that he had been preparing from just now, this is a spell that combines banning and damage, but it is just a broken trick, but when Xuanyuan Yuhao went out to practice, with this technique, I don't know how many monsters were banned and cleaned up, and it was used at this moment, and it really did not disgrace the mission, and in an instant, a small half of the sword spirit that was hit by this technique was fixed in the air, but after only half of the sword spirit was fixed, the spell had reached the limit.
Xuanyuan Yuhao's pressure was less, and he was immediately distracted and thought about what to do, but when he saw Xiaochen watching him being beaten under the five-colored giant sword, he had a guess in his heart, so he rushed towards Xiaochen quickly.
What Xuanyuan Yuhao was thinking in his heart was that such a strange spell was definitely not something that a Qi refining cultivator could control, and seeing that Xiaochen did not take the opportunity to attack together, he guessed that the five-colored giant sword was strange, so he only took Xiaochen here.
Xuanyuan Yuhao's guess is good, Xiaochen doesn't want to take the opportunity to attack, but he can't help it, only the colorless residual light sword covers his breath, and the sword spirit will not attack him, Jian Xuanyuan Yuhao saw this and attacked himself, Xiaochen has a very high combat IQ, and he thought of a countermeasure in an instant.
I saw Xiaochen pinching his hand trick, allowing himself to let the colorless residual light sword disappear from his cover, the sky sword spirit is particularly sensitive to Xiaochen's breath, and is also extremely hateful, at this moment, he sensed Xiaochen's breath, and rushed towards Xiaochen like madness, the speed of the disease was more than ten times faster than when he flew to Xuanyuan Yuhao, and he was so hated by the sword spirit who had no wisdom in the world, except for Xiaochen, it was probably difficult to find one.
Xuanyuan Yuhao, who rushed towards Xiaochen, also found that something was wrong behind him, these sword spirits, as if they were ten times stronger in an instant, and wanted to fly by himself with a majestic momentum, of course he would not know that the target of these sword spirits was not him, but Xiaochen in front of him, he was just in the middle of the road.
The speed of the sword spirit is too fast, Xuanyuan Yuhao roughly calculated, before he approached Xiaochen, he would be caught up by these sword spirits, if he insisted on going his own way, he was afraid that he would have to suffer a lot.
Xuanyuan Yuhao immediately turned around and flashed to the side, but when he dodged away, he found that these lightsabers were not chasing after him, but according to the original route, the speed was not slow at all, and he rushed straight over, and he was stunned for a moment, these sword spirits had come to Xuanyuan Yuhao.
Seeing Xuanyuan Yuhao dodging, Xiaochen has not hidden his breath, self-heating is for the arrival of this moment, when more than fifty sword spirits flew to Xuanyuan Yuhao's side, Xiaochen pinched the trick to let the colorless residual light sword cover his breath again, and once again lost the sword spirit of the hated target, and flew towards Xuanyuan Yuhao even more violently, the sick old man outside the colorless residual light sword light curtain saw this, and showed a relieved smile on his face, which clearly meant that he was smiling for his descendants.
Xuanyuan Yuhao's situation was very bad, the effect of the forbidden demon seal would soon be exhausted, and once more than fifty other sword spirits flew again, it would inevitably be even more difficult for him to deal with.
"The giant god opens the sky." Xuanyuan Yuhao stood on the ground with both feet, raised his fists above his head, and slammed them towards his feet.
"Ding." A soft sound came into Xuanyuan Yuhao's ears, even if he had a strong mind and even had a divine thought, but under this light sound, he couldn't help but feel a stagnation in his heart, and the movements in his hands were half a beat.
When he saw that the corner of Xiaochen's mouth was bleeding, and the guqin in his hand was environmentally friendly, he secretly said that it was not good, but it was still too late to change the move, so he had to use this trick with all his might.
Xiaochen just poured out his whole body before the game to be helped by the sick old man to recover his full true yuan, and opened a finger of the highest level he could achieve, this sound of the piano successfully completed the mission, interfering with Xuanyuan Yuhao for a moment, it was the delay of this moment, the more than fifty sword spirits sealed by the forbidden demon seal recovered the power of action, and together with the more than fifty sword spirits that were not sealed, they approached the senior brother infinitely.
Xuanyuan Yuhao failed to complete the last spell in the end, he was trapped by more than a hundred sword spirits, under the continuous impact, the flames of his protective body were completely shattered and dissipated in less than a breath, he could only continue to repel the sword spirits that attacked in front of him at the moment, during the game, he was not allowed to use his own blade, he could only lead to the void, and wanted to grasp the long sword of the sword just now in his hand, the indestructible long sword, although it could not be like his own superb spiritual weapon, to smash these lightsabers, but it was also stronger than his bare hands.
But under the lead, the long sword did not fly over, but was attacked several times, he looked up, and the scene he saw made him really want to pump his junior brother first, Xuanyuan Yuhao saw that he didn't know when, Xiaochen picked up the long sword that was thrown away by himself, and at this moment it had been sent to the sick old man, and what he said was: "Senior, senior brother is no longer needed, you put it away." ”
Xuanyuan Yuhao has reached the point of weakness at this moment, and his cultivation has no effect on these damn lightsabers, but the attack power of these lightsabers is very terrifying, this long-lost sense of powerlessness makes Xuanyuan Yuhao desperately want to break through the realm, become the Yuanshen Xuanjing, become a heavenly machine, and a monk of the Great Dao.
"In this game, Haotian wins!" The moment the old man's voice came out, everyone heard it, but there was no cheer, no shouting, no scolding, as for the infinite silence, the real crow was silent.
They didn't want to believe that it was true, but the elder brother lying in the ring, motionless, bloody, and ragged, kept reminding everyone that this was true, all of this was true!
The strongest of the three or four generations of disciples, Senior Brother Xuanyuan Yuhao, completely lost to a Qi Refining Cultivator, there was no room for resistance, from the beginning to the end, the whole audience was suppressed, although they didn't understand the inside story, but they saw the facts.
"Haotian, for this centennial competition, the first place, seven days later, the top ten in all district groups will receive rewards in the Azure Hall, and now everyone is leaving the Azure Terrace." The person who spoke was a sick old man.
Xiaochen smiled slightly, and secretly said in his heart, "I'm sorry, senior brother." After saying that, he bled from his seven orifices, and fell down on his back, as if he had expected it, the sick old man caught Xiaochen, jumped down, and disappeared in front of everyone.