Chapter Twenty-Seven: Man is mad and the sky is empty

On the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts Stage, Mu Yu and Yan Yu were seriously injured, and when they received their own help, and when their injuries were stable, they were a little familiar with the black hole shuttle method of the arrogant son who was on the martial arts stage, and when he thought about it carefully, only the one-edged sinner of the Beacon Fire Illusion was the closest: "Familiar breath...... A one-edged sinner? ”

The more arrogant people are, the more arrogant they are, and the feather fan shakes the ghost in a flash: "Oh? A one-edged sinner? What you are talking about should be the case of the Confucian's holy sword, right? ”

"Change the subject, pretend not to know, do you think you can deceive me?" The sword qi was retracted, and he sighed that his hand turned into a sword finger, and he could make a move at any time.

"Ha, is this going to be forced?" Seeing that Yan Yu's condition was stable, the more arrogant the son turned around, shook the feather fan, and looked calm, "Although the ghost is the first wisdom in the netherworld, if you want to provoke, the ghost is not afraid of fighting." ”

"Over there, as you say, fight!" When the words fell, the sword finger moved lightly, the sword qi burst out, Yue Jiaozi chuckled, the feather fan shook lightly, and the two of them had already made several moves in a blink of an eye.

"Not bad, come again!" With a strange step, the sky and the earth are empty like a hand, and the sword intent bursts out, directly shooting into the nine skies.

At the same time, another behemoth sword intent poured down from the peak, resisting the strange sword intent.

"Swordsman, Baiqi Peak is not a place for you to be presumptuous, there are many victories and defeats, are all people like you who do not know how to count etiquette?" The old man of the sword absolute shouted angrily, and the sword intent rose again, and the oppression sighed strangely.

"This matter is a strange private matter, and it has nothing to do with Xianshan." At this moment, Jian Feidao entered the game and sent Mu Yu into the holy spring, "I believe in the Yan Sect, and I don't want things to be big." ”

"Ha, the Yan Sect has never been afraid of war." Yue Jiaozi chuckled lightly and swept Yan Yu into the holy spring, and the tense atmosphere on the scene gradually eased.

"Sigh, you ......"

"It's okay, Dao Sword, I said, this place is the beginning of the name of sighing and strange to spread to the world again!"

A proud body, smiling proudly, the true element of the sword master is in his feet, step by step, step by poem, turn into a sword, and go straight to the sky!

"Swallowing thousands of vastness, spitting neon, sword and hero, amazement from the chest. Sigh, people are crazy about the sky and the sky. ”

The familiar poem resounded again, and on the Baiqi Peak, the heroes were dumbfounded, and the moment the sword intent of the old man blurted out the word "empty", it was shattered, and the indestructible sword heart was also shrouded in a shadow, called the shadow of fear.

"Have I allowed your sword to stand in my way?!"

Today's Baiqi Peak, the battle of Shuangyu has become a good story, the main casting legend of the Sword Tower, sighing the strange name, shocking the world!

Yaowangmen, the Yaowangmen, which was destroyed overnight, after experiencing the last turmoil, there were many fewer speculators who felt the might of the savages, leaving only some bold ones to search in the periphery.

In the valley, the fog obscured it, and it became more and more blurry ten meters away, and it was even darker twenty meters away.

Suddenly, two footsteps came to mind in the woods, and the outlines of the two figures gradually became clear.

It was the ghost Fang Chi Ming and the pardon Tianqin Ji who came from the Hou Mansion.

The two people who came here scattered, searching carefully around according to Zhuge Cheng's memories.

"Red life, I found it." Among the two who went their separate ways, Qin Ji was the first to find the strange tree that Zhuge Cheng said, a giant tree that bent upwards like a snake dragon.

Ghost Fang Chi Ming rushed over when he heard this, looked at it, and said, "Yes, that's it, then we are not far from our destination." ”

"Calmed down?" Looking at Chi Ming who was looking around, Qin Ji said, the two of them traveled all the way, and she could feel that the anger on Chi Ming was also rising, but when the two arrived at their destination, Chi Ming calmed down.

"If I can defeat the two of them and join forces, I won't be careless and angry, and I will only leave the opponent with a chance!" Although Ghost Fang Chi Ming said so, he knew very well in his heart that his anger was just pressing, but the killing intent was constantly rising.

"In this case, then be more careful, if you can't do it, you will retreat temporarily, we are not alone now."

What responded to Qin Ji was a smile, and he returned to the state of the king again: "I understand, depending on the situation, it should be over there." ”

According to the direction of the red life, Qin Ji also found something unusual. When returning to the Hou Mansion, the two had asked Zhuge Cheng for more information about the matter.

It turned out that Zhuge Cheng was a friend of the owner of the Yaowangmen, and when he heard about the collapse of the Yaowangmen, he just arrived and found out about the attack of the savages, but unfortunately it was too late, and he could only save the dream of the head who was still breathing.

In order to rescue the dream and bring out the corpse of the man Xuzi Xuyu mentioned by the dream, Zhuge Cheng also fought with the savage, and was greatly surprised by the progress of the savage's martial arts or the speed of recovery, and laid out a formation to trap the irrational savage.

"According to what Mr. Zhuge said, the martial arts of the savages are also extremely strong, and when you find the formation, it is better not to enter rashly." He reminded.

"I know, let's go."

The two of them walked slowly and came to the place where the strange giant tree was full of feet.

"According to Zhuge Cheng, ten feet in front of you is the edge of the formation, and ......" Ghost Fang squinted.

"And twenty feet away from the fog is out of sight, but here is nothingness ten feet away." Yu Tianqin Kei immediately understood what he meant, "This is what Mr. Zhuge said. ”

"It's a pity that you acted impulsively and didn't ask in detail how this formation works." Seeing that the ghost Fang Chi Ming wanted to see the invisible formation that was running, he said lightly, and then with a wave of his left hand, the four sick boat pianos suddenly appeared, and the jade fingers of his right hand lightly twisted the strings, pulled, and released.

"Oh~——" The strings moved, the sound of the piano, and the invisible sound waves scattered in all directions, impacting the invisible formation, setting off ripples in the space ten feet away.

With the help of sound waves, the invisible formation has a rough outline under the vibration of the rhythm.

Seeing this, the ghost Fang Chi Ming stretched out his right hand down, and the red blood slash shuttled in response, the handle of the knife was in his hands, his wrist turned, and his reverse grip was inserted into the ground!

The rampaging True Yuan carried the matchless sword qi into the formation, and a huge crack suddenly appeared, spreading extremely quickly towards the edge of the formation, and ten feet had passed in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The formation space is even more unstable, and it seems to be far away, and there are hidden signs of a formation break.

Seeing that it seemed feasible to forcibly break the formation, Ghost Fang Chiming and Yu Tianqin Ji glanced at each other, and immediately made a tacit understanding to make a strong move.

"Hades is more resounding at the beginning of the year!"

The first sound of Hades is the first time that the hell killing song is played, as if black and white impermanence came to ask for his life.

The sound of the piano pierced through the fog and resounded throughout the Medicine King Gate, although it was not aimed at people on the periphery, but those speculators who were not strong in martial arts still couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in their minds and stayed away.

The building was empty, but now it is even more scattered, and the ruins of Yaowangmen are even more deserted, the ghost Fang is like a horizontal knife, and he swings the red blood ghost slash: "Red heart circle!" ”

With a sharp arc, the crimson knife qi tore through the sky, and suddenly cleared the surrounding large area of dense fog, and slammed into the formation.

When the formation was about to collapse due to the joint attack of the two, he saw that the brilliance inside appeared, and it was actually a hidden formation!

Oni Fang Chimei and Forgiveness Tianqin Kei didn't see that there was a hidden formation inside, and they all thought that this was their own counterattack when the formation was attacked.

However, it was too late to dodge, and the range of the formation suddenly expanded, enveloping the two of them, and then they were returning to their original state, but the two of them were nowhere to be found.

Outside the emerald island, on the edge of the amber inland sea, Di Jian meditated for several days, trying many times during the period, but it was always difficult to break through the rhythm array set by the dust and ethereal, and he couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

And far away in the Shengle Dynasty in the northern land of Kyushu, the swiftness of the flute sword was finally received.

One person slowly came to the main hall, with very beautiful long golden hair, eye-catching green eyes, coupled with huge breasts and just the right long legs, in the real world, she is a stunning royal sister.

This person was Helen, the lyre master of the Holy Music Dynasty.

After receiving the summons from the flute and sword, she gracefully came all the way to the main hall, where the lord of the Shengle Dynasty and the master of the divine music was here.

In the splendid European-style hall, a golden ball of light was suspended in it, and the notes around her body were constantly circulating: "Helen, why do you have time to come to me today?" ”

"Returning to the Divine Recital" Although his master has always been easy-going, Helen feels that as a subordinate, she still needs to have basic etiquette," Di Jian sent a message, saying that there was news about the eight-tone heavenly box. ”

"Oh?"

"Please take a look."

"Well......" After a moment of silence, the god said, "You will gather your fellow men later and deal with the affairs of the dynasty with them, I will go to the Amber Inland Sea." ”

"Yes."