Chapter Eighty-Six: Slaying the Spirit

The wind and clouds moved, and the clouds suddenly blew in and obscured the sky

On the surface of the water, two figures looked at each other quietly through a seemingly thin film of water. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Guan Honghua's gaze quickly swept around, and Dao Nian poured out, although his body was completely wrapped in a layer of water balloons, he did not have the slightest sense of panic, his eyes were still calm, but his teeth tightened slightly after seeing the sword that was grabbed by Mr. Song.

The right hand stroked the pale red scabbard hanging horizontally behind his back, which was Guan Honghua's famous weapon-Red Moon

Mr. Song was a little less urgent and a little more loose, his hands hanging down to his sides, one hand casually grasping the unconscious Kanjian, and the corners of his mouth picked up disdainfully.

The situation is obvious, the plan set by himself and others broke down in this ring, and the refueling strategy did not slow down the pace of these guys, and Guan Honghua himself did not find the treasure immediately, but was grabbed out of the water by Mr. Song and firmly fixed, and although Guan Honghua himself is in the early stage of the void, you must know that Mr. Song on the opposite side is a big master in the middle stage of the void, and this is still the information he got when he shot twelve years ago, and now his strength is obviously more than the middle stage of the void.

Guan Honghua faced this Mr. Song by herself, and there was some hope for escape, but if she won? That's probably not at all.

But will Guan Honghua sit back and wait for death?

The red moon pulled out, and the slender four-foot long knife like a blade was like a red deer leaping into the stream, swaying and jumping gently, the slender and thin blade of the knife quickly slashed in front of him, and the broken air bloomed into a gorgeous red flower, and the true yuan withered with this red flower, and the blood-like petals were shattered in the air.

【Blood Flower・Red Lotus Fall】

The petals scattered in the air slightly reflect the sunlight of the sky, and the light reflects everywhere with the luster of metal, clear and translucent, and the petals of the flowers seem to be translucent, quietly reflecting the beautiful color of the flowers.

But if someone looks closely, they will be surprised to find that these petals are all pieces of knives, killing people invisibly.

However, how could Mr. Song, who was old and serious, be affected by this visual deception, I saw that he moved, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a few more, and he casually threw out the thin woman who was carrying it in his hand like a chicken, and pointed it straight at the knife.

Seeing this, Guan Honghua didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, her eyes were ruthless, and the sword light slashed over, and the body dressed in black was cut off into seventeen or eighteen sections in an instant, and the blood seemed to soak the petal-like knife into a deeper point.

The beautiful sword like red petals did not stop in the slightest, and this ruthlessness shocked Mr. Song and couldn't help but look at her a few times.

But that's about it.

Mr. Song, who has not moved since he appeared, moved.

The aging body only trembled slightly, and the whole figure gradually became illusory, forming six slightly illusory figures with Guan Honghua as the center.

Guan Honghua has a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy, so naturally she will not be deceived by this little skill, Dao Nian unfolded, her eyes searched around, and her sword body spun around, as if surrounded by layers of petals, with her beautiful face, it really made people feel a little amazing.

It's a pity that this amazement is built on blood.

Mr. Song's six phantoms were not shaken by this beautiful scenery, some illusory white hair shook slightly, his hands stroked in front of him out of thin air, and the same illusory Zhenyuan strings appeared in front of Mr. Song, his hands moved slightly, even if he didn't wear Yuzheng, he could play skillfully, obviously he had been invading this way for a long time.

'Buzz'

The piano sounded, and an invisible realm surrounded Guan Honghua's whole person, but after feeling two or three breaths, Guan Honghua did not feel that his body was suppressed, generally speaking, whether it was a field or an aura, the goal was to weaken the enemy or strengthen himself, but the two parties were not strengthened or weakened, which had to make Guan Honghua a little puzzled about what the other party was going to do.

The sound of the piano ding-dong, as if the soft sound of flowing water beads hitting the jade plate bounced on Mr. Song's fingertips, and the crisp sound accompanied by Zhenyuan surrounded the vocal range, blocking the flow of spiritual power.

Guan Honghua's eyes widened suddenly, and her gaze was extremely incredible.

In the cognition of all people in the rivers and lakes, aura is the most delicate and weak thing in heaven and earth, and it is precisely because of this that it can simply penetrate into people's bodies through human pores, whether it is stones, water streams, mountains, seas, and sky, there is no way to isolate the flow of aura, they are almost everywhere.

But now, Mr. Song, who has not made a move for a long time, has just casually played a few pianos to isolate this formless aura from the aura of other places, and this piece of aura has completely become a pool of stagnant water.

You must know that cultivators need to drive a part of the aura no matter what martial arts they send out or use their body moves, and it is extremely dangerous and inefficient to fight with the flesh without aura, but now Mr. Song has cut off the flow of aura, which means that Guan Honghua can't rely on the flowing aura to send out all kinds of powerful martial arts, and has lost the power to resist.

Mr. Namatsu stood lightly outside the vocal range, his eyes indifferently looking at the woman in front of him.

Although this woman's cultivation is not bad, she is in the secret technique [vocal range] of this Changge Gate, and she can't make any big mess when she thinks about it.

"Huh?"

Mr. Song's brow furrowed slightly

"The knife?"

Guan Honghua quietly raised the slender lancet in her hand, the thin blade made this [Red Moon] more like a work of art than a weapon, but on such a beautiful and impractical long knife like a vase, a faint red spark was ignited.

When Mr. Song saw this scene, his face sank completely

"Spirit Slayer."

The pace of speech was slow, but with a deep sense of surprise and incredulity.

"Someone like you... How could there be such a precious thing? ”

Mr. Song's question is not unreasonable, although this Guan Honghua is strong enough to dissolve the void realm, and although this Lingxiao Pavilion has a bad reputation, it is indeed a big force comparable to the Zhenguo, among these big forces, the virtual realm is really not a top master, although it is stronger than the virtual realm, although it is not a big handful, but there must be two or three, and this kind of weapon should often only be in the hands of these strongest.

As the name suggests, this spirit slayer is a weapon used to cut off the aura, and in the group of cultivators who rely on the aura to fight, this kind of weapon is nothing to do even if it is called an artifact.

This kind of weapon that can cut off the aura is not cast with a substance that can isolate the aura, this material has not been discovered so far, the raw materials of this weapon are often from those places where the aura is extremely rich in the excavation of natural spirit ore, with this ore casting weapon as an embryo, after years of life and death pregnancy, obtain the 'life' from itself, in order to form a real soul slashing soldier.

However, this kind of weapon rarely appears due to the use of many materials, long time, picky materials, and the need for a lot of aura, and most of the times it appears in the hands of those big masters.

It is only in their hands that they will not attract the covetousness of others

So Mr. Song really didn't expect to be able to meet a 'spirit slayer' here, and his greed suddenly rose.

Suddenly there was a loud shout:

"Thief, how should you escape!" (To be continued.) )