Chapter Eighty-Three: A Sword Attack (1)
Eight clear long swords were unsheathed at the same time, and eight amazing sword qi rushed to the sky, the move was not moved, the force came first, the person did not move, and the intention came first.
In the dark night, the huge sword qi essence was extremely dazzling, but none of the eight people in the field took the lead in attacking, the majestic sword qi was still endlessly rising, and a huge aura had been faintly formed within thirty zhang where the eight people were, and a Ling Ran actually arose spontaneously, and the coercion of the eight world-class masters spread outward like ripples.
It can even be faintly felt that there are strong shocks in the air, and people with low skill will be shocked if they approach it rashly, but the center where the eight people are located, just like the eye of this storm, is safe, and there is no flying sand and stones, and the internal force is agitated.
However, the gradually intertwined sword qi in the sky was enough to prove that Yi QiΔ was already ready to go.
The faint clouds and mist gradually spread, a trace of yarn, like a curtain of haze rose little by little, the starry sky suddenly became dark, and the dark clouds gradually rippled It seems that when the sun is approaching, the moonlight should be brighter and brighter, but at this time, the thick clouds are gradually eating away at the original bright and pure Xuanyue.
Time is still passing quietly, the dark element is getting thicker and thicker, when the darkness completely occupies the night sky, there is no longer a trace of light on the earth, this should be extremely comfortable and quiet night, but at this moment it seems very depressing.
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Five gray sword lights, the originally dark night suddenly one or two, the figure moved, the sword shadow waved, the corner of the killer in the lead flashed a mocking smile, and the clear eyes cut through the layers of dark shadows, shrouding the two stern-faced teenagers opposite.
At this moment, he seems to be a high king, just looking at his prey with a slight mockery, the deepest part of his eyes, but also a hidden trace of imperceptible regret, such two young masters are really rare.
This may have nothing to do with the position at all, it's just a senior who has achieved cultivation, and he has a trace of love for his juniors, and he is also the least [heart] of a swordsman. Even the most cold-blooded swordsman in the world who cultivates the way of the sword will always retain such a heart, which is the yearning for the Tao and the attachment to the life. If a person has no heart and is no different from a beast, and if a sword has no heart, then it is just a dead thing from beginning to end, and the [Sword Heart is Clear] is the best interpretation of [Dao Heart].
In the viewing field, the seven long swords have long been intertwined, attacking and defending each other, which can be described as inseparable, but if you look closely, you can find that between this advance and retreat, Su Jin and Huangfu Mingjia have already appeared fine beads of sweat, while looking at each other, they are calm and relaxed, and they are at ease.
In fact, at this moment, Su Jin and Huangfu Mingjia knew that the enemy was attacking with all their might, and the two of them did not mention that they had consumed a lot of internal strength before, and at this time, they still needed to leave three points of strength, always beware of the black-clothed leader who was still smiling.
The silver wolf head embroidered on the chest, like a living thing, ready to devour living beings at any time, the figure standing firmly on the bridge, holding the long sword in both hands, is like a mountain at this moment, a majesty seems to be nothing, but at this moment it is clearly transmitted into the hearts of the two teenagers.
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The five long swords, combined in one place, suddenly doubled their power, but the dark gray sword qi was converging into a two-zhang wide sky-piercing sword at this moment!
A sword slashed, like a thunderbolt of nine days piercing the dark night sky, it seemed to be slow between movement and stillness, but there were layers of space The fierce sword qi was torn hard, like a boulder thrown into the lake, and there was a muffled thunderous sound.
The combined force of the five masters of the micro realm, life and death are at this moment, only hanging between a thread!
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Outside Shouchun City, the hour had passed, and the night wind was getting colder and colder, and bursts of cold wind like knives wandered among the trees, hitting the thick branches but there was a loud echo.
Such a night, such a forest, seems to be too silent, there is not the slightest sound in the silence, and even the insect chirping that should be in the spring disappears without a trace at this moment.
The night is silent, but the silence at the moment is everywhere through this trace of weirdness, a ray of danger.
Raising his head, he looked at the increasingly gloomy sky, holding the back of his head with both hands, and a hint of sarcasm crossed the corners of his mouth, "Your Excellency has been here for a long time, but you refuse to show up to see you, is this the hospitality of [Qianmo Mansion]?" β
"Since the friends of [Qianmo Mansion] have arrived, then please show up and meet Zhang Xu, why hide your head and show your tail here!"
Zhang Xu's cultivation is always one line lower than Yan Hong, Yan Hong reminded him, Zhang Xu found a ray of unusualness, and after careful induction, he finally found a clue.
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A faint sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded in the empty forest, and a slender silver figure appeared in front of the three of them, a silver robe completely supported the graceful figure to the fullest, but the face was covered with a faint veil, and the beautiful face loomed in it. But there is a real posture that can't be seen.
The slender jade hands, with purple tulle gloves, only loomed in the wide sleeved robe, but there were no blades in the hands at a glance.
Yan Hong and Zhang Xu glanced at each other, and lightly saw the solemnity in the latter's eyes, "Presumably Miss is [Qianmo Villa] to sit down, 'Moon Dance', can be waited by Miss Moon Dance in person, Zhang Xu is happy!" β
Suddenly, Yan Hong's heart was shocked, the three major killer organizations in the world [Phantom], [Blood Prison], and [Dark Night], are famous in the world, but if you want to talk about lone killers, there are only three people, and the whole world trembles when they are alone.
Korean white phoenix, handsome and unique, comes and goes with the wind.
The black jade unicorn is inexplicable and life-threatening.
Dancing in the middle of the moon, beautiful and enchanting, flying flickering to death.
These three people, all of them can be regarded as talented, Yan Hong only witnessed Bai Feng entering the quicksand before this, and now he also got the Moon Dance from Zhang Xu's mouth, the latter's tough backstage, at this moment Yan Hong had a strong interest in the most mysterious Moyu Qilin.
"Master Zhang, the news is really well-informed, over the years, you are the first person to call the identity of the Moon Breaking Dance."
The tone was cold and unfluctuating, but the listener instantly felt that his heart was lost, and his Dao heart was swaying, which was the highest state of Meigong.
With the Longquan sword in his hand, a wisp of cool breath entered the spiritual platform, Yan Hong's whole person was excited, he came to his senses, and when he looked back at Zhang Xu and Shang Danyun, he saw that the two of them were safe and sound, Shang Danyun is a woman is naturally understandable, but Zhang Xu, who has only cultivated to the subtle realm, is completely unaffected, which is really strange.
"Zihong, I mean to guard the mourning platform, pay attention!"
The long sword is out of the sheath, the silver sword qi is unrestrained, and the cultivation of the bladeless realm is no longer reserved at this moment, and the three of them are fighting in the moon and dancing gods.
Now, the only thing that can be trusted is this, the long sword in his hand, a sword attack, only in one night!
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PS: The next chapter will come out before nine o'clock!