Chapter 338: Red Yang and Xuanyin Are Incompatible (Congratulations to the Lord of Hill)
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At this time, everyone had already descended from the mountain and arrived at the bottom of the Seven Star Heavenly Qi Tower.
The gaze was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, indifferent mixed with resentment, thrown from the side of the Chiyang Sect, followed closely by Su Liu and the others.
The Chiyang Sect is also known as the two major sects of Qidi along with the Xuanyin True Dao.
The disciples were dressed in gold, and the strange thing was that there were also two men and a woman on the other side, but their eyes were like sharp swords, and they were thrown at Su Liu's side.
Although it is a sect with equal reputation, there is a suspicion that the two sides are not in the same place, as far as Su Liu knows, even the door rules handed down by the Xuanyin True Dao have a "Chiyang Reverse Path, it can really be spit on".
It means that since the generation of the Xuanyin Patriarch, he has looked down on this Chiyang Sect, and this deep hatred has to be brought to the disciples of the sect, so that the disciples of the sect can look down on the Chiyang Sect together.
Shangguan Yixue's footsteps paused slightly, and said coldly; "It's from the Chiyang Sect, be careful, this person has practiced the Chiyang Xuanji Skill to a small success, and it is very likely that he has penetrated the entrance of heaven and earth and stepped into the innate avenue."
Su Liu couldn't help but think of the "Chiyang Xuanji Gong" of the Chiyang Sect that the ram old Confucian said, this exercise is extremely difficult to practice, only one practice, almost half a foot into the innate quasi-first-class master, smiled: "Crazy brother, what do you think?" ”
If the two of them work together to besiege and kill Yuanchen, it must be a matter of nine out of ten, but the mad sword is arrogant by nature and is uncomfortable, so Su Liucai asked.
At this time, the mad sword student seemed to be an unsheathed sword, carrying a sword case. His back was straight, his eyes were solemn, and he firmly locked on Yuanchen. Said: "There is only one heir in each life of the Buried Sword Mountain, I am the head of the Buried Sword and the Sword, since you have a bond, then you just have to solve the great enemy of the sect, the Chiyang Sect, that person is not a simple person, I want to do one thing alone." ”
He said this, hesitating. Cai said: "If I can't do it, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." ”
After that, he chose one of the seven stars at random. Idle and idle, he groaned in, "I carry the dragon sword three feet on my back,"
The sound was like thunder. Swept from the bottom up to the viewing platform. The battle spirit surged, and everyone's color changed, and even the people on the main star platform glanced sideways.
As soon as the mad sword student stepped into this door, he turned a blind eye to everything in the tower, and no one dared to provoke this great enemy, he did not go to the enlightenment to break through the arrangement buried in front of him, and even looked at it without a glance, and sat directly on the side of the door. Everyone on the viewing platform outside the tower and on the top of the building saw it clearly, and the meaning of the mad sword could not be more obvious: wait for Yuanchen to come to pick up this scene.
Yuanchen's expression changed. His eyes were fierce, but he seemed to have thought of something, sneered, carried his hands behind his back, and swayed his feet, and he chose a random door to enter, but he didn't meet him instantly.
Su Liu smiled, but as soon as he stepped into the tower, he felt a heavy fog rise around him.
This flat ground is foggy, and it has never been seen before, which is really a miracle in the world.
Su Liu followed Guan Yixue, Wei Xiaonian and the three of them showed a corner of the momentum, as soon as they entered the building, he suddenly stood still, and then he was well-informed, looking at the situation of the tower, and he was even more convinced of the thoughts in his heart, this place is a strange array for people, and it can gather mist, which is not the means of Zhongling Divine Palace.
"If it is the arrangement in the Divine Palace, I am afraid that there are still variables, and this trip to the top is not so easy."
Su Liu warned that he had obtained the true transmission from the Huang Yaoshi in the two carvings, and he had seen the extraordinary layout of the tower as well, and he was thinking about it, but someone around him shouted: "Be careful!" ”
Listening to the argument, it was Wei Xiaonian who was standing on the left, followed by the sound of a sharp blade piercing the air, Su Liu smiled faintly, bent his fingers and flicked his fingers, followed by a soft sound of Zheng, and then when there was a sound of a long sword falling to the ground, Su Liu's finger seemed to fall on the wooden leather, and the person who came out of the sword was not affected at all, and he could escape in this fog.
Shangguan Yixue asked, "What is it?" ”
Wei Xiaonian's voice seemed to be infinitely shocked, and he said, "This is definitely not a person who just made a move!" ”
At this time, exclamations came from the bottom of the tower.
Su Liu's eyes were keenly fixed ahead, as if he had seen through the thick fog, and said; "This is indeed not a human, but a sword puppet."
Shangguan Yixue was stunned; "Sword golems?"
"Not bad."
Su Liu nodded, thinking in his heart, Shangguan Yixue can be said to be a pseudo-housemaid, and she is obsessed with cultivation, so she has this extraordinary cultivation, but she doesn't pay much attention to these rivers and lakes.
This sword puppet has been recorded in ancient books, made from brocade Xuanmu, and then soaked in a special potion, extremely solid, covered with Xuanfu Yuan armor, it is a dead thing, not a real person. But it can be used for killing, but it is manipulated by the sword keeper, the sword keeper is good at controlling the puppet and fighting, and can often protect himself in battle, and the clever sword keeper can even manipulate the sword puppet like an arm, which is equivalent to the second self.
In ancient books, it was said that the high gate and the big lord had many monks. This scholar refers to the taxi of strange people, this King of Qi has the same ambition as the sky, and he has also gathered I don't know how many masters.
At this time, he arranged the sword puppet in the tower, also to screen out some people.
Since the sword puppet is there, the sword cultivator is nearby, and most of them are on the viewing platform outside the windowsill. This seven-star gathering tower, each floor has a level high platform.
Although Su Liu faintly felt the location of the sword cultivators, he didn't find out their thoughts much, and this test compared to them was not the protagonist, it could only be regarded as a small fetter.
The trio, led by Suliu, made their way to the second floor of the tower.
When he reached the first floor and went to the second floor, Su Liushu suddenly found that there was an empty back, it seemed that the corridor had changed inexplicably, and Wei Xiaonian's breath with Guan Yixue suddenly disappeared.
This is really a momentary negligence, looking at the formation on the floor, but ignoring the changes in the corridor, but I expect Wei Xiaonian to follow Guan Yixue to take care of himself.
Su Liu's heart settled down a little, but he suddenly felt that there was a blazing~hot wind quietly falling on his neck from behind.
He reacted so quickly, with a volley of steps, the piercing sword qi fell into the air.
The sword was well disguised, but a trace of scorching aura on the sword's body made Su Liu detect the person.
The man's sword missed, and he flew towards the second layer, Su Liu sneered, and almost at the same time took a counterattack, reaching out like a dragon's claw, the dragon's claw bent up, and with a flick of the ground, the finger force was submerged from the soles of the man's feet.
The man snorted, still flying out of the second layer, but the man fell to the ground like a bird with folded wings.
"Senior sister!"
Yun Chen, the genius master of the Chiyang Sect on the second layer, noticed the change, and when he looked closer, his beautiful junior sister's face was purple and black, and he struggled to say the last word: "Beware of that person down there"
He held the warm corpse of a beautiful woman, and muttered, "Are you the people of the Xuanyin True Dao, if you let me see them at the Heavenly Gate on the top floor, I will kill them for you." (To be continued.) )