Chapter 241: The Seventh Order Supreme Treasure Begins to Show Its Might
Remember [Burning Library] quickly, and provide book lovers with a comfortable and reliable reading network without pop-ups. "Hey, there are too many people, it's a bit difficult to get it, it seems that it won't work if you don't solve him first." In the face of the menacing attack, Ruoshui sighed in his heart, and moved Xiao Xuanwei to the Escape Method, moving himself from the attack circle of the Heavenly Dragon Sect to the back of March 9.
On March 9, he had already seen the wonderful use of Ruoshui Xiaoxuan's subtle transfer and escape method just now, so he withdrew the flying sword to protect him as early as when his figure had just disappeared. As expected, the sword light of his pair of flying swords had just unfolded when he could feel a strong force crashing up from behind, and when he looked back, it was Ruoshui's two swords that slashed together on the purple gold sword light that he was protecting. This time, the power on the Ruoshui sword was much greater than just now, but it was still within the expected range of March 9, and he did not block it hard, but collected the sword light and sent it away, and unloaded the incomparable power carried on the Ruoshui sword as if he was not strong, and then the two swords were together, and the sword light continued to rise, but it entangled Ruoshui's two flying swords.
If the water's eyes flashed, this kid's swordsmanship on March 9 was really good, and he was probably not much better than himself before he went to sea, but ...... For the current Ruoshui, this level of swordsmanship is a bit insufficient. He was not in a hurry to take back the sword, but let the purple gold sword of March 9 entangle his flying sword, and waited until the four swords were completely entangled together before he suddenly became powerful, under the mana urge, Ruoshui's two flying swords suddenly turned into two sword rainbows about ten zhang long, and the surging sword qi shook away the purple gold sword like a spiritual snake in one fell swoop, and then the soldiers divided into two ways, flickering and flickering, calmly dodging the three interceptions and chasing slashes from the double sword ring on March 9, Xingdou Han cut the left rib of March 9, and Ziyan Xingtian slashed down from the middle, wanting to split the opponent in half.
March 9 sneered, and a light wheel like a cold moon rose up on his body, holding up the purple flame Xingtian cut by Ruoshui from the middle, and then pinched the sword trick with both hands, only to see that the two purple gold flying swords suddenly turned into more than a hundred golden wires intertwined in front of him, and the Star Dou Han Sword that Ruoshui cut obliquely from the side was blocked by this golden wire sword net, and it was difficult to take a step forward. This move is the defensive swordsmanship he learned from the Emei sword fragment, even the authentic Emei disciples don't know how to do it, and it is used to defend against other people's flying swords is extremely tight, although the star fighting cold of Ruoshui is good, but it can't break through the defense of the sword net. As for the Cold Moon Halo Wheel, it is a self-defense magic weapon on March 9, and it is the best of the fifth order, and it is also not a magic weapon that can be broken with a sword.
Ruoshui frowned, and on March 9, he glanced at him triumphantly, feeling that this was a good opportunity to launch a counterattack immediately, and when Ruoshui was concentrating on guarding against his two sixth-order flying swords, and then taking advantage of his surprise to issue the Eight-Arm Seal of King Juntuli Ming, it would definitely make this guy suffer a big loss, and it was very possible to get Ruoshui with one blow.
On March 9th, he was a disciple of Tantric Fubo Temple, and the Guru (head) of Fubo Temple, the Venerable Red Sun, was one of the four great Dharma Kings of Tantra, and the people in the temple practiced the method of the Dharma Protector Ming King, which was the incarnation of the five great tantric Buddhas, the King of the Three Worlds, the King of Jundali, the King of the Great Mighty Virtue and the King of Vajra Yaksha, the five incarnations of Tantra, and the King of the Dharma Protector. On March 9th, the eight-armed seal method of the King of the Army was blessed to the Dharma with the power of the protector of the King of the Army, and the magic weapon between dozens and hundreds of intermediaries and the virtual and the real was condensed with the light of the Buddha. On March 9th, he had already practiced this seal method to the point where he could manifest six arms and send out an immeasurable Buddha Sect magic technique with a pinch of ten fingers.
It turned out that although the two of them were quite troublesome to say, it was actually just a matter of a moment. On the ninth day of March, after stopping all the attacks of Ruoshui's two flying swords, he tried to counterattack Ruoshui, but when he just wanted to cast the eight-armed seal method of King Juntuli Ming, the rest of the Heavenly Dragon Sect also discovered Ruoshui's whereabouts. These people also learned to be obedient after the first two long-range attacks failed, except for a dozen or so players who were good at flying swords and continued to stay in place to attack, the rest of the people shouted and cursed, and all of them turned into sword lights and flew over, wanting to close the distance with Ruoshui to fight in close combat. The leader of these people was none other than the sleepless night in which he had died once under the hands of the water and the wash.
"Damn, I can't play anymore." If the water saw that everyone was pressing, especially the sleepless night, looking at himself was like looking at the enemy who killed his father, and knew that if he was approached by these people, coupled with the entanglement on March 9, then he would have to explain here today. At the moment, he didn't dare to keep his strength any longer, and immediately blessed all the power of the Qianyuan Fire Spirit Sword Duel on the sword body of Ziyan Xingtian, and at the same time, on March 9, a mouthful of true qi sprayed on the purple gold double sword, and the two swords suddenly closed the wall, converging into a brilliant purple sword rainbow, and rushed towards Ruoshui.
On March 9th, after closing the two swords, he secretly swallowed a few pills to supplement his mana, and was about to wait for the opportunity to use the eight-armed seal of the King of Jun Tuli Ming to sneak attack Ruoshui to resist the combination of the two swords, but saw that between the two there was a purple fire rising into the sky, that was originally just a purple sword light, Ziyan Xingtian suddenly ignited a raging flame from the sword, and the fire wave rolled into a huge firebird that was three zhang long from head to tail and exuded terrifying heat. It has broad wings and a long body, a thin neck and a sharp beak, a purple fire crown on its head, and seven long tails, and on each tail feather, there are seven extremely hot and bright sparks, and its body is covered with purple divine fire, which looks like the innate fire spirit that it encountered in the past when it entered the sea of fire and manifested its body in the form of a red bird, but the color of the flame was changed to purple.
It turns out that when Ruoshui was refining Ziyan Xingtian that day, he had fused the innate fire essence with the copper of the first mountain as the main body of this sword, then the innate fire spirit had a trace of spiritual wisdom, so after it was fused into the flying sword, it became the sword spirit in the sword, as long as Ruoshui promoted the power of Ziyan Xingtian to a certain extent, these spiritual wisdom would reappear the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body with the boundless mana and true fire on the sword. You must know that this is the real flying sword sword spirit, much more powerful than the centipede demon soul on the Demon Shadow Heavenly Dragon, as soon as the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit comes out, the power of this purple flame Xingtian will naturally be exerted to the fullest, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can resist, although the power of the double sword wall on March 9 is no less than that of the ordinary seventh-order flying sword, but at this time, the power of the Ziyan Xingtian that appears to be the sword spirit is much greater than that of a general seventh-order flying sword. I saw that the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit shook its wings, and thirteen purple fireballs flew out of its wings like meteors, and they collided with the purple gold sword that closed the wall. And the purple gold sword rainbow was able to disperse the intercepted fireballs at the beginning and continue to move forward, and when it reached the tenth fireball, it was no longer able to advance an inch, and when the last three purple fireballs swarmed up, the power of the explosion had already dispersed the two swords that closed the wall, and flew back upside down.
On March 9, he felt a pain in his heart, knowing that if the flying sword in the closed state was forcibly separated, the flying sword itself would definitely be severely damaged, so he was quite heartbroken. But this is not the time to pack up the flying sword, his heart is horizontal, his arms are about to stretch forward, and he wants to move his fingers to pinch the trick, and send out a stormy Buddha Sect Descending Magic Attack Ruoshui. But before he could make a move, the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit spewed out a pillar of red, purple, and white fire from his mouth, which was the samadhi fire formed by the innate spirit flame true fire, the Nanli Goteng true fire and the acquired pure yang true fire, although it was not as powerful as the real samadhi true fire, but the three fires were indeed extraordinary under the one, just a little touch with the cold moon treasure light above the head on March 9th, it pressed it to only a thin layer, and it was seen that it could break through this self-defense treasure in less than a second, and directly attack March 9th itself.
On March 9, seeing that the three-color pillar of fire was so powerful, his face immediately turned white, and the mana he had gathered was almost frightened away, and he didn't have time to move down to Ruoshui in a hurry, so he hurriedly raised his hand, and flicked his ten fingers in a row, and dozens of vajra, treasure wheels, tridents and other magic weapons condensed by cyan Buddha light shot out in succession, facing the pillar of fire pressed down overhead, and at the same time trying to attract the flying sword that was shocked back, and even the magic weapon like the cold moon was gone, and he ran back. But he didn't want the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit to flick the seven long tails, and in a flash of firelight, five sparks flew out in a row, flashing through the gap of the Buddha's light magic weapon, and exploded behind him on March 9, directly blowing it out with the sword. Rao is March 9 fled quickly, and was also shocked by the power of this huge explosion to spit blood, if he hadn't just given up the cold moon-like magic weapon, and when he retreated, he used his flying sword to slightly block some of the explosion power, I am afraid that he would have been blown up by Mars by now.
And after the dozens of magic weapons condensed by the magic power of Buddhism and the seal of the Ming King collided with the three-color divine fire spit out from the mouth of the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit, it immediately triggered a heaven-shattering explosion, and the fierce thunder seemed to sound dozens of times in a row, and the violent explosion air flow escaped in all directions. The Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit snorted in the flames and airflow of the explosion, and the sound was like a jade chime and golden sound, and the whole body had already fit and flew out, turning into a streamer that passed through the explosive airflow, and came straight after March 9th. The people of the Tianlong Sect were frightened by the threat of the explosion, and they were stunned for a while, and at this time, when they saw the firebird turning into light and piercing the 9th of March, they couldn't help but shout a reminder, but the voice that they didn't want to remind had just come out, and the sword light turned by the firebird had already come first, and a remnant of the 9th of March passed through the chest of the 9th of March, spitting blood from the mouth. On March 9th, when he was still surprised why he suddenly couldn't control his body, a burst of purple flames had already ignited from his body, and in an instant, he incinerated this powerful player master to ashes and sent him directly to the underworld to wait for resurrection.
Ruoshui couldn't help but feel refreshed in his heart when he saw that Ziyan Xingtian had killed the powerful March 9 in one fell swoop with the full power of Ziyan Xingtian, but those people from the Heavenly Dragon Sect were really a little frightened. Just now, when Ziyan Xingtian easily killed the stranded for the first time, it can be inferred that the stranded was defenseless, but at this time, the sword spirit will be famous for a long time, and the Tianlong Sect will even be killed on the ninth day of March from the invincible opponent in the city of Jinling, Ruoshui's purple flying sword is so powerful and powerful that the momentum is so powerful that these players of the Tianlong Sect have never seen it, and the hearts of the people who love Qingfeng and a few clever points in the gang are tight: Could it be that this flying sword that can transform into a purple firebird is actually a seventh-order? Wouldn't water be ......
Ai Qingfeng forced himself not to think about this matter, and while chasing a message to the cross, asking him to bring someone over quickly, he yelled at his nearby subordinates in anger: "Hurry up, don't be afraid, this kid just made a big move, and now the mana must have been almost consumed, everyone will definitely be able to kill him if they surround him together!" ”
Ai Qingfeng's reminder, the Tianlong Sect people rushed up like waking up from a dream, wanting to surround Ruoshui. In fact, if Ruoshui was able to kill March 9 in front of them just now, he couldn't blame them for being too slow, but it was really Ruoshui and March 9 whose strength surpassed them too much, and the battle was too fast and fierce, so it seemed that these people were slow everywhere. And most of their levels are above sixty and below seventy-five, it seems that although there are many people, the gap between them and Ruoshui, a hundred-level master, is too big, so although under the command of Ai Qingfeng, these people spread a large circle to surround Ruoshui, but they have not been able to bring much pressure to Ruoshui.
Ruoshui has long understood the importance of March 9th, and although Ai Qingfeng is the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, his role in this battle is not as good as that of March 9th, so from the very beginning, the "king" that Ruoshui wants to capture is March 9th instead of Ai Qingfeng. Therefore, he first pretended to kill Ai Qingfeng, but in fact, he focused most of his attention on March 9, and when he came to rescue Ai Qingfeng, he showed weakness to the enemy, pretending to be restrained by others and tied with March 9, and then waited for an opportunity to attack, and opened the three skills of the Great Five Elements Biochemical Xuanwei True Method, Qianyuan Fire Spirit Sword Duel, and Zhutian Yunhua Kendo Dafa to the maximum at the same time, and finally slashed the March 9th, which was not weak, in one fell swoop. There is no master in the Heavenly Dragon Sect who is enough to contain him, and although there are many people left, they are just a rabble, and the threat to himself is really minimal.
After some calculations, he successfully killed the March 9th, which was the biggest threat to him, and Ruoshui was finally able to show his strength and teach these people of the Tianlong Sect a profound lesson. Seeing that the Heavenly Dragon Sect was afraid of these people, and the encirclement was still sparse, Ruoshui laughed wildly in his heart, and his body rose with his sword, like a purple fire dragon, and rushed straight towards the direction of Ai Qingfeng - as soon as it hung on March 9, among so many people left, the sect leader was naturally the one with the most value to be killed.
Ai Qingfeng saw that Ruoshui was killing him again, his face changed, and because the sect leader's face was not good, he would run away without fighting, so he had to immediately call the four subordinates who were guarding him to help resist. According to his thoughts, even if there are five people with him to deal with Ruoshui, how can he hold on to the other subordinates and rush back to help.
Ruoshui flew over, and saw that the fingers of those Heavenly Dragon Sect players flew out eight sword lights of different colors towards him, and Ai Qingfeng used the sword light treasure light to wrap himself like a turtle, so he stretched out his left hand and flew out of his palm. This tripod is less than a foot high, only more than half a foot wide, like a tripod is not a tripod, like a furnace is not a furnace, the whole body is pure green, it is densely covered with rune patterns, there are still three layers of bright yellow flames on the belly of the tripod, it looks very vulgar. If the water mana is urged, a stream of yellow gas will gush out from the mouth of the small ding, and the lightning will wrap the oncoming eight sword lights in three ways, the owner of the three sword lights was suddenly shocked, only to feel that the flying sword has its own induction was cut off instantly, no matter how to urge the mana, it will not help, can only watch his baby flying sword being sucked into the ding.
The owner of the remaining few sword lights saw this and hurriedly collected the sword, for fear that his remaining treasures would follow in the footsteps of the first three swords, Ruoshui took the opportunity to bully a few zhang, put away Xiaoding, and then copied a bronze mirror, the mirror only shook in the hands of the sailor, and then emitted dozens of zhang of firelight, mixed with countless colorful filaments, the angry dragon also seemed to go straight to love Qingfeng, the mirror light has not yet arrived, and the love Qingfeng and the four people around him have been reflected red.
This love Qingfeng is not very capable, but as a sect leader, his net worth is still quite rich, two flying swords, one sixth-order and one fifth-order, in addition to the same sixth-order defensive magic weapon, the others are also the best in the fifth order. It's just that Ruoshui's Yang Magnetic Heavenly Fire Mirror is a seventh-order treasure, and the power is too great, and Ai Qingfeng himself is really not angry, as soon as the dozens of zhang of flame true fire in this mirror came out, it immediately washed his defense into pieces, and shone on Ai Qingfeng's body as if he had entered a no-man's land. The solar magnetic rays mixed in this mirror light specifically hurt the cultivator's Yuan Shen, and it was extremely yin, and that Ai Qingfeng was only more than seventy levels now, and he hadn't even cultivated the Yuan Infant, how could he resist the power of this sun's Xuan Magnetic rays? As soon as he was illuminated by these colorful filaments, he screamed miserably, only to feel a cracked headache, soreness and numbness, and almost sat down on the ground with weak feet.
Seeing that the situation was not good, several players from the Tianlong Sect nearby hurriedly sacrificed several magic weapons to temporarily separate the mirror light from Ai Qingfeng, which could be regarded as saving his life. Ai Qingfeng only then knew the power of the sun's magnetic rays, and saw that the treasure light and mirror light of several magic weapons under his hands were overwhelmed by a touch, for fear of being illuminated again, and at the moment he forcibly endured the pain and flew back, wanting to avoid this terrible guy and the terrifying magic weapon in his hand.
However, he had just flown up a few zhang high, and he felt that the light on the top was dim, and a five-colored big palm with a radius of seven or eight zhang was carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, and he slapped it head-on.
PS: I'm in a bad mood today, and I barely got this chapter out, twenty minutes late, so it's not strange.