Chapter 614: A Stunning Sword
There was a sudden change, and everyone was a little overwhelmed. Although the little sword saint was delirious and went crazy from time to time, this time his madness seemed to be extraordinary.
I don't know why, the little sword saint at this moment is inexplicably scary.
"Brother Xue!" Li Chenghai shouted, trying to wake up the little sword saint. However, the little sword saint seemed to have fallen into a demon, and he had already denied his six relatives, his gray-white hair was slightly raised, and the pair of blood-red eyes that were as fierce as a lone wolf frightened the Xiaoyaotian disciples around him out.
The Supreme Elder of the Carefree Heaven Withered Sword Daoist frowned, and his jade-like palm bloomed with crystal brilliance, brushing towards the little Sword Saint.
But just before the clear light was about to envelop the little sword saint, the little sword saint Huo Ran raised his head, and his tall and proud body shot out.
Shout!
It seemed to be a heavenly sword unsheathed, and a bright light flashed between heaven and earth, stabbing people's eyeballs with faint pain, and almost falling into tears. When he stared at it again, the little sword master was already standing in the small world.
In his left hand, he held an illusory ancient long sword, without the slightest fluctuation of divine power, no different from a mortal soldier, but it was such a sword, but it seemed to have sucked away all the essence and spirit in his body, and the whole person of the little sword saint seemed to have fallen into a state of silence, and his whole body was full of breath, like a sculpture.
Yang Feng and Aya both felt a pang in their hearts, and Su Heng also looked sideways. The little sword saint in this state was extremely terrifying, and when he was in the martial arts competition area two days ago, Yang Feng was jealous, and Aya Shuangshuang was even more uncontrollable with a sense of fear.
"This madman, what kind of madness is he doing?!" Aya gritted her silver teeth secretly, and looked at the little sword saint standing in the small world with a sigh of anger, her eyes showing a little unwillingness and dissatisfaction.
However, unlike at the beginning, the little sword saint at this moment is not as calm as he was at the beginning, but with red eyes, long gray and white hair dancing wildly, shining with a dazzling luster, the roots are like immortal gold, as if they can collapse the eternal blue sky and shatter hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.
"Ah......h
The little sword saint looked up to the sky and roared, like a phoenix, like a tiger, trembling in the sky. With him as the center, one after another fierce sword qi erupted, frantically sweeping around.
The gray sword qi raged in the sky and the earth, and the already ravaged small world was destroyed again, the wind swept the clouds, and the ground cracked the canyon, where it seemed to turn into a world of sword qi and sword intent.
"My sword...... Who took my sword? Where is my sword?"
Familiar words came out of the little sword saint's mouth, and even if they knew that he was not conscious at the moment, everyone was speechless at the little sword saint's behavior of opening his eyes and talking nonsense.
Your sword, isn't it the one you have in your hand?
It's a pity that the little sword master doesn't care, he is like a hedgehog, releasing immeasurable sword qi all over his body, cutting the void into a mess. Moreover, with the passage of time, that sword qi seemed to become stronger and stronger.
Everyone looked at each other, and the little sword saint suddenly broke into the small world, and Gu Cangqiong obviously couldn't participate in the war anymore.
"Withered Sword Friend ......" everyone's puzzled eyes turned to the withered sword, and the meaning of the inquiry was overflowing.
The withered sword groaned: "Feng Qing's cultivation has actually entered the Heavenly Immortal Realm a long time ago. Although he was delirious, this did not affect the battle, and even his combat power was even better in his crazy state. Just ......"
"Dry sword fellow, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly. ”
It's just that in this state, he only has a sense of battle and is easy to be calculated. Moreover, I feel that his state this time is a little different from before. ”
"...... like this"
After some deliberation among the representatives of the Immortal Sect, it was finally decided that the Little Sword Saint would fight.
"In this battle of the Immortal Dao, the little sword saint of the free sky Xue Feng cleared the formation, and the first level of the immortals. ”
Xiao Chenfeng reported the name of the little sword saint.
Bai Suqiu's head is tapped, and he is about to enter the small world. At this moment, a divine thought silently entered her ears.
"This kid is a little weird, be careful. ”
But it was the voice of the cang.
Bai Suqiu Yurong was stunned, and immediately raised the attention of 120,000 points. The battle between the two young Tianjiao immortals has been going on so far, and this is the first time that Cang Yan has issued a warning before the battle.
Bai Suqiu glanced back at Cang Yan, nodded imperceptibly, and immediately stopped procrastinating and entered the small world.
"This crazy boy is not ordinary. Feng Ling touched his chin and felt it.
Su Heng's expression moved, and he was just about to ask something, when a huge collision sound exploded from the small world.
The little sword saint who was originally standing alone in the small world suddenly saw someone break in, and the whole person was like an oil pot that was added to a scoop of ice water, and it exploded in an instant.
With a long roar that swallowed mountains and rivers, piercing the golden cracked stone, the little sword saint's pair of bloody eyes stood up, and his pupils seemed to be inlaid with two rounds of blood-colored sun, and the light of his eyes pierced deep into Bai Suqiu's heart.
Above his head, there was a monstrous blood qi that lifted up like a tsunami, tumbling and rushing into the sky, and it seemed to hide a fierce beast in it, letting out an earth-shattering roar.
"What a strong life spirit!" everyone couldn't help but sigh.
That is, the moment he was stared at by the little sword saint, Bai Suqiu actually stiffened as if he had been immobilized.
Just like that, the ancient long sword in the little sword saint's hand suddenly let out a sword groan, and then it slashed down violently!
Like a rainbow falling into the sky in the nine heavens, a huge sword slashed straight through the void and fell, without any fancy eyes, slashing at Bai Suqiu's head, wanting to split it in half.
However, a seemingly simple sword actually contains infinite changes. The sword moves for nine days, the long sword is like a rainbow, and there are thousands of changes, including the brightness of the moon, the fierceness of thunder, the swiftness of electricity, and the lightness of wind......
A sword fell, almost splitting the entire sky. In a hurry, Bai Suqiu only had time to make a defense, countless white silk strips condensed in front of him, and a huge white lotus suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking in front of Bai Suqiu, and forcibly connected to the sword of the little sword saint.
It's not that she doesn't want to dodge, but Bai Suqiu's qi has been completely locked, and it is impossible to avoid it.
The battle came extremely suddenly, and the little sword saint struck a violent blow, and everyone's minds were pulled over. The next moment......
Bang!
With a soft sound, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the long sword directly split the ribbon white lotus, the strong wind swept, Bai Suqiu's hair exploded, and his body flew out uncontrollably.
"Poof!"
That's not all, when Bai Suqiu was knocked away, his body was swept by the sword qi, and his delicate body shook violently, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
A little bit of crimson was dyed on the white shirt, and the hazy blood mist fell like rain, impregnating half of the country, and everyone was stunned.
Hurt the enemy with a sword!
The powerful Spirit Clan Domain actually vomited blood and retreated under the first sword of the Little Sword Saint!
This is the first time this has happened.
However, even more amazing
Still to come. In this battle, many people have seen a moment that they will never forget!
I saw that after the little sword saint slashed Bai Suqiu with a sword, the blood in his eyes became more and more abundant, and he opened his mouth to let out a roar that was not like a human voice. He held a long sword in his hand, stepped in all directions, and between his sword intent and oblique fingers, the heavens and the earth suddenly fell silent.
Buzz Buzz ......
The void let out a trembling sound, and in the next moment, a Heavenly Ancient Sword vaguely appeared, appearing extremely abruptly above Bai Suqiu's head. The tip of the sword, which was not sharp, pointed directly at Bai Suqiuling, and Huo Ran was filled with an invisible sword qi between heaven and earth, sweeping in all directions.
Bai Suqiu's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and the moment she was locked by the ancient sword, her scalp was about to explode.
In a trance, she saw a peerless figure from the ancient sword that was roaring with mountains and rivers and commanding the world. Almost just one glance, a sense of frustration and horror welled up in her heart, and she looked at the ancient sword in horror.
For a while, Bai Suqiu actually forgot about defense.
Swish!
The little sword saint swept out with an ancient long sword in his hand, and swooped straight at the ancient sword hanging upside down in front of him, and in an exclamation, the man and the sword merged, and struck down with a bang.
The sword aura is awe-inspiring, and it is vast in all directions. The shadow of the ancient sword quickly enlarged in Bai Suqiu's pupils, getting closer and closer...... Getting closer......
The crowd stood up, and the eyes of the old masters were the size of copper bells, and the eyes of Huo Wutian and Ji Wuya, who were cultivating, bloomed with blazing brilliance at the same time.
The power of the little sword saint's blow was not under the final blow of the two of them.
Seeing this scene, even the withered sword dao people in the free sky were shocked.
The Little Sword Saint had been cultivating in the Heavenly Path for more than 20 years, and he had never seen it have such a shocking method.
Finally, in the shocked gaze of everyone, the ancient sword finally fell and stabbed at Bai Suqiu.
Rumble!
The chaotic Shenxia smoke rose up, and the sword wave swept across the entire small world in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were full of fierce sword qi, and there was vast sword intent everywhere......
And after this sword fell, the figure of the little sword saint manifested again, the ancient sword dispersed, the ancient long sword in its hand was gone, and he himself was no longer crazy, his eyes showed a clear color, and he looked at his hands in a daze.
The crowd was boiling, could it be that Bai Suqiu fell directly under this earth-shattering sword?
The expression in Huo Wutian's eyes changed, Ji Wuya's expression was solemn, Yang Feng clenched his fists, and Ayashuang, who had fought with the Little Sword Saint before, opened his mouth wide, and he could almost swallow a whole egg.
An icy chill rose from her back, and Rao was also frightened with the temperament of this unruly lady.
It's horrible!
She could feel that this sword was enough to cut her!
Recalling that when she was fighting with the Little Sword Saint before, if the other party also used this move, then she would have ...... a long time ago
"Isn't this guy's signature swordsmanship a heart sword?
"The future is terrifying...... "Some old masters sighed.
"Boy, you've got another opponent. Feng Ling was heartless, and the young man rolled his eyes at him.
Just when everyone was paying attention to Bai Suqiu's life and death, the smoke dissipated, the sword qi gradually dissipated, and a woman in a plain skirt appeared unscathed in front of everyone.
It's just that there is a person standing next to her.
Spirit Clan.