Chapter 1o5 Five Elements Formation

Heaven and earth are full of murderous aura!

A sword light cold nineteen states!

Ye Zimei performed exquisite tricks, and the sword was like a divine dragon, circling and flying, and the dragon scale sword stirred up the sword light in the sky.

In an instant, there was a terrible howl, and several people had already died on the spot.

Ye Zimei is a master of the martial immortal level, one of the few people in the world, not to mention a dozen, thirty or fifty people, even if it is thousands of people, she will not take it to heart, and even, taking the coach level among millions is like taking something in her pocket.

Although these twelve people are not idle people. It's just that they are no longer twelve people, there are still seven left, and they are gradually decreasing.

They died one by one, and sometimes one or two of them died with broken souls, because the miserable howl continued, like a broken string of a zither, and the aftermath was endless.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle passed by, and the surroundings fell silent.

In front of the hall stood a man in black, and he was the only one left, his face covered in blood and stained with blood. The black clothes on his body were no longer so black, but turned into crimson, an eerie crimson.

The color of blood.

His own blood, or his companion's. No matter what, it will never be Ye Zimei's, she is dressed in a pure white gauze skirt as white as snow.

It's just that the dragon scale blade is crimson, which is also the color of blood.

Tick –

The sound of blood dripping from the sword dripped on the ground, like a red plum blooming on the yellow sandstone wall. Under the scorching sun, it glows with a dazzling luster.

Ye Zimei looked at him intently and said, "You are injured." ”

The man: "Yes, I am injured. ”

Ye Zimei said again: "Your injury is very serious. ”

The man's face was gloomy, but this time he did not speak.

Ye Zimei sighed, slowly withdrew the dragon scale sword, and said, "You still don't give up?"

The man also blew a breath, but it was a sigh, a long sigh, glanced at Huang Kui on the steps, and said, "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." ”

Ye Zimei said: "You will die." ”

The man smiled bitterly: "My companions are dead, why should I live?"

Ye Zimei nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

The man frowned, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard Huang Kui say, "What do you mean?" The man then turned his head to look at Ye Zimei, thinking that this was also what he wanted to know.

Ye Zimei smiled indifferently: "Well, it means that this girl is already a big killer, if you don't want to live, just let the horse come." ”

Huang Kui shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It seems that you won't give up!"

Ye Zimei also smiled, but it was by no means a bitter smile, but she smiled confidently, she had always been full of confidence, and said, "Otherwise, why would I come?"

Huang Kui's eyes changed again and again, is it pity, is it disappointment?

No one knows, and how can he himself!

Suddenly, Huang Kui's eyes were no longer complicated, but clear and cold, like a river in the middle of a cold winter, and his voice was also cold, as cold as a quiet river flowing in the harsh winter of the night, he said: "Then let's do it!"

Ye Zimei didn't move, because the man in black in front of the hall didn't move either. Huang Kui had given the order, but he did not move.

Don't want to move? or can't move anymore?

He was wounded, very badly. It's usually a fatal injury, and it's fatal!

It wasn't his injuries that were fatal, but Huang Kui's hands.

Huang Kui's hand moved slightly, and a wisp of air burst out, passing the man in black through his chest.

There was a sharp snort, and there was an extra hole in the black-clothed man's chest, which was not pierced with a weapon, but a strong air flow that had passed through his body.

Blood burst out at the same time, staining his people red, staining the wildflowers and weeds around him.

With a thud, he fell silently to the ground. The sound was the sound of his corpse hitting the ground, not from his mouth.

He fell to his knees in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open. His pupils had dilated, and he didn't know if the bright red in front of him like the sunset would still be able to leave an image in his eyes.

Ye Zimei Huo Ran raised her head, her eyebrows tightened, and said, "You killed him?"

Huang Kui smiled and said, "You saw it, why bother asking?"

Ye Zimei said: "He was originally your subordinate. ”

Huang Kui said: "I know, but he is already a waste. He looked at Ye Zimei and added: "Waste people are useless people, and useless people are no different from living and dying?"

Ye Zimei said: "He was only seriously injured, not that he didn't listen to your orders. ”

Huang Kui said: "So he's a waste, so he deserves to die." Hey, why do you suddenly care about his life and death?"

Zimei couldn't answer this question, and she didn't know. But she knew that Huang Kui was going to make a move, because his subordinates were dead.

Huang Kui did make a move, but the number of his subordinates was far beyond Zimei's imagination. He clapped his hands lightly, and five people appeared at once, five people in messy clothes and different colors, all wearing cloaks and carrying swords, different faces, the same ferocity. These five people seem to have emerged from the ground, and their bodies are staggeringly fast.

Even Ye Zimei, who was at the Martial Immortal Level, couldn't see where they came from, and her heart sank for no reason.

No matter what, they must all be from this Huangquan Villa, they are all Huang Kui's subordinates, and Huang Kui's pawns.

Looking at their body shapes and actions, they are all skilled martial artists, and they were not unknown many years ago, and some of them were even famous all over the world, but now they are just Huang Kui's subordinates. Even if Huang Kui let them die, they didn't seem to have any other choice.

The prosperity of the past has dispersed like a cloud of smoke, and the world is like a white cloud and a dog.

Five people lined up in front of the Gathering Hall, like five mountains.

This is the domineering aura that only a first-class master has!

These five people can indeed be regarded as first-class masters, because they exude a luster around them, which is the cyan color only the masters of the Martial Star Rank.

The color of green and blue, blue out of blue and better than blue, green like the distant mountains in spring.

The costumes of the five people are very mixed, the colors of the clothes are different, and the blades are also different, knives, swords, stabs, hooks, and hammers are also common blades, but when they are put together, they show different places, strange weapons!

The weapon is strange, and the title is also strange, only to hear Huang Kui say: "These are the five generals of this seat, and they are also the five protectors of this seat, and they are the five people with the highest martial arts in my Zhuangzi except for this seat, and the five elements protectors of gold, earth, water, fire and earth." ”

Ye Zimei frowned and said, "Five Elements Protector?"

Huang Kui said: "That's right, each of them has reached the martial star level, looking at the entire martial arts, their strength is enough to rank in the top twenty, and they can also fight alone, and they also have a formation." ”

Ye Zimei said mechanically: "Formation?"

Huang Kui smiled, but his smile looked a little evil, and he said: "The Five Elements Formation of the Five Elements Protector, even if this seat ends, it will take a lot of effort. Miss Zimei, you have to be careful!"

Ye Zimei sneered: "Then I have to learn something." ”

The dragon scale sword was held flat in her chest, and she pinched a sword trick to take the defensive position, although she said so, she did not dare to be a little contemptuous in her heart, and waited for the enemy with her concentration.

The five of them still stood motionless, and the sunlight tilted their shadows, making them look so thin and exaggerated, and in this tense atmosphere, there was a bit of an eerie taste.

They didn't move, and neither did Ye Zimei. The anger in her heart had changed to calmness, and this calmness was full of caution and solemnity.

They're the masters!

This point, in fact, without Huang Kui's explanation, Ye Zimei can also feel it. This is the sensitivity that only the best masters have, but her heart is as dignified as a mountain.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the aura emanating from the five Dharma protectors is also extraordinary. Is the Five Elements Formation even more extraordinary?

Ye Zimei didn't think about it, let alone ask, the dragon scale sword flashed with crimson light, dazzling.

It is surprisingly quiet in all directions, like an ancient glacier in the era of flooding.

The wind blows gently, and the dead leaves drift gently.

There was no atmosphere of solemnity, but the green leaves not far away fell without wind.

A leaf slowly floated down, obscuring Zimei's eyes.

Suddenly, the five people moved, and they moved extremely fast, as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the purple plum has been surrounded in the center. The footsteps were staggered, the body shape changed, and the blade that shone with phosphorus and phosphorus glow was like a dazzling sun.

Zimei could barely open her eyes.

However, the blade is already in front of you, and the stirring wind can kill people.

How easy is it to take Zimei's life, how many people in the world can do it? Even if the golden unicorn is like a mountain, in addition to a thousand moves, they also have to take risks, not to mention this golden wood, water, fire and earth, although they are already masters of the martial star level.

Wu Xing Rank, a first-class good player.

However, Zimei's martial arts cultivation is a martial immortal level. There is a Martial God Rank between them, and Huang Kui, who did not kill the Golden Qilin, is only a Martial God Rank.

If there is a difference in martial arts, the martial arts will be judged, not to mention that there is a martial level apart.

Separated by a martial rank, sometimes across a mountain.

If they fight alone, they will all die under Zimei's sword within thirty moves, and if they fight together, they will still die if they have more than a hundred moves. However, they are not just fighting, but arranging the formation, the Five Elements Great Array.

For them, this is also a nirvana.

The five elements, gold, earth, water, fire, and earth, their code name is the five elements, the five elements protector.

can be Huang Kui's protector, and his martial arts are very good. In Huang Kui's eyes, what really has a set is their formation, the Five Elements Killing Array!

As soon as their bodies moved, Ye Zimei felt that mysterious power, dense and inseparable, like flowing clouds and water, and towering like mountains, shaking in the slightest.

Zimei didn't think about shaking, but disintegrated and froze.

She unfolded her body and shuttled around the five people like a butterfly wearing flowers. The blades of the five men are fluttering vertically and horizontally, and the silk is dense, like a spider's web, which seems to have no gaps. The blade wind was agitated, the hammer was whirring, and the sword was like light, as if it could slash at Zimei's body at any time, poking Zimei out of a transparent hole, but it didn't even touch the placket of the other party's clothes.

There is always a moment of intolerance, and Zimei turns the danger into a disaster, thrilling and wonderful.

Others seem to be in danger, but Zimei feels that she is walking leisurely and at ease.

After more than a dozen moves, the five people all felt that their faces were dull, and they became agitated, and they instantly killed the killer. After only a few breaths, the five of them were all complaining in their hearts.

The Five Elements Great Array has been urged to a critical juncture, and it is also the moment of lore, but he can't touch the figure of the other party, and he also feels an unprecedented invisible pressure.

Stress is a burden.

With a burden on your heart, you will inevitably panic and make mistakes.

When it comes to fighting, mistakes can sometimes be fatal.

Suddenly, a terrible scream rang out.