Chapter 101: The Power of Crystals
Luluo had just escaped from the courtyard, and before she could catch her breath, an old man in a purple robe had already stood ten meters in front of her. From the moment the old man appeared, an invisible aura suddenly spread, causing the galloping green pothos's figure to freeze slightly.
"Little girl, just tie your hands and arrest it immediately, the old man will never hurt you in the slightest. ”
Domain! And it's also the domain of Xianwu. The face of the green pothos in the state of the knife heart changed slightly, and her eyebrows frowned, and she made a judgment in an instant. This person's cultivation is far superior to her, and he must not let his domain take shape, otherwise they will not be able to fly.
Thinking of this, the crystals in the sea of pothos trembled, and the silver light shone brightly. Suddenly, a mysterious mantra composed of silver fonts suddenly appeared in my mind, and in an instant, the words were shining silver, bright as stars, and the entire sea of knowledge shone brightly. This mantra is the mantra of fate like a knife in "Eight Swords of the God of War", and Xiao Zhan engraved it into the crystal.
In an instant, the crystal turned into a brilliant knife heart, and the silver fonts suddenly flashed with silver light, and the key to fate like a knife instantly flowed in the heart of the green pothos. The words are beady, the Tao is enlightened in the heart, and the knife trick is formed almost in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, a majestic sword intent gushed out from the crystal, and the surging innate true yuan in the acupoints around the body poured into the knife body like a great river of the Yangtze River.
On the ground, the green pothos' blue eyes were bright, and with a soft roar, the slightly stagnant body suddenly accelerated.
"Fate is like a knife!"
The three realms of the sword heart sublimated in an instant, climbing to the extreme, and the sword intent of fate was sandwiched with the surging true yuan, turning into several meters of sword qi and shooting out angrily. The sword heart, knife qi, and knife intent suddenly intertwined.
Burst Explosion Explosion ......
The brilliant sword qi swelled in the blink of an eye, drawing the trajectory of fate, like that shock, slashing through the space of ten meters, cutting into the domain of the purple-robed old man.
His face changed suddenly, the old man's face was full of consternation, and he felt a majestic and mighty momentum pressing against him. But when the divine sense sensed it, it was empty. Depressed! A sigh of impermanence for fate welled up in my heart.
Suddenly, as if it was the predetermined fate, the brilliant sword qi slashed at the weak point of the domain, and with a "click!", the domain that had not yet taken shape cracked like that broken mirror, and shattered in an instant. The two petite figures fell to the ground and refracted one by one, as if they wanted to flee in the other direction.
The purple-robed old man's shock turned into boundless anger.
Unforgivable!
It is a great shame that he has a domain at the top of the Immortal Martial Arts to be broken by a small martial artist of the Realm of Destruction!
Rage!
The long sword on the purple-robed old man's waist shot out, and a bright sword light burst out, and a sword stabbed at the fleeing green pothos.
Although he was in a rage, the purple-robed old man did not use the power of the immortal martial arts. If he were a martial artist at the pinnacle of immortal martial arts, dealing with an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and still using the strength of immortal martial arts, then he would be too useless! Yes, if he wanted to use the same strength to teach this little ghost who didn't know the height of the sky, he would not believe that he would not be able to clean up a little hairy child with his swordsmanship that had been immersed in it for 200 years.
As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, and with a simple and unpretentious sword, he blocked all the routes where the pothos escaped. It looks like a sword, but in fact, it hides thousands of changes in a sword, as long as the enemy moves, this sword will change with it, quite Xiao Zhan's sword heart. It's really a big coincidence, and it's a big coincidence. From complex to simple, from simple to complex, all in one sword.
Seeing the effect of his sword, the purple-robed old man showed a smug smile on his face.
The heart of the pothos in the wonderful realm of the knife heart is as flat as a mirror, without a trace of ripples. The galloping figure did not stop, and without thinking about it, he slashed at the sword light with a knife in his hand. When the knife is released in the realm of the knife heart, it is no longer the subjective judgment of the person, but the knife in the heart.
Suddenly, the smile on the face of the purple-robed old man stiffened, this slash was different from the intentional carving of his sword, but it was like a natural second, as if it was a stroke of genius, sealing all the variables of his sword. Let him be attackable, thorn unthorned, all of a sudden in and out, and the depression in his heart arises spontaneously.
The green pothos stabbed a sword, and the figure did not stop, sweeping in the direction of the Xiao family's courtyard.
Although depressed, the purple-robed old man had put away the contempt in his heart at this moment, and he knew that he had encountered a master of sword skills. With a snort, he followed, and another sword stabbed him. Before the sword arrived, Sen Ran's sword intent had firmly covered the galloping pothos.
The sword light was dazzling, the sword aura was cold, and the green pothos heart was slightly condensed, and he suddenly turned around and returned to the knife. For a while, the sparks were shining, the sound of "ding ding" sounded rapidly, and the green pothos retreated while fighting, and a giant knife that was higher than itself was like mercury pouring into the ground, guarding the airtight. In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and the two were still fighting equally. Gradually, the purple-robed old man's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his heart became irritable, and his patience had long been exhausted.
It's not that he can't hold his breath, but that this little girl who is only one meter tall comes and goes is a move, but it is this move that breaks his swordsmanship cleanly. Especially the pervasive sword intent, always made him stunned, difficult to raise the sword, if it weren't for his rich experience and strong will, I was afraid that it would be possible to lose. Looking at the other party's free-flowing and easy-to-use posture, his old face was embarrassed and depressed, and he wanted to vomit blood.
Damn! Where did this monster come from, so wicked, where is his old face gone?
After more than ten moves, the purple-robed old man was completely angry, the cold light in his eyes flashed, an old face was hideous and terrifying, and a piercing killing intent burst out. It's a great shame, a fairy martial artist can't compare to a childish boy in terms of swordsmanship, and it is rumored that he will lose face. Damn! If it weren't for His Highness taking a fancy to this girl, he would have to break her body into thousands of pieces to vent his anger. Suddenly, a majestic force rushed out, and the purple-robed old man slashed the pothos with a sword.
The evil qi and murderous aura suddenly rose into the sky, the long hair of the purple-robed old man was agitated, and the power of the immortal martial arts suddenly exploded.
"Little girl, old man, look at how you are still crossing. ”
As soon as the power of that immortal martial force exploded, the face of the green dream in the courtyard changed suddenly, and he immediately knew that his sister had been stopped. At the moment, his eyes were cold, and he stopped fighting. The ten fingers changed one after another, and more than ten sword qi shot out angrily, and then the sword-shaped crystals in the sea of consciousness trembled, and the silver-gray light of the waves shone endlessly. Suddenly, a mysterious mantra suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge, the words were shining silver, and in an instant, it was like a bright star shining on the sea of knowledge.
This mantra is the Shadow Sword Heart Recipe that Xiao Zhan left in the crystal. The sword heart and sword intent are blazing, the Taoist mantra is enlightened in the heart, and the green dream and blue eyes are shining, bright as stars, and the whole person disappears out of thin air.
The way of the shadow sword, hidden in light and darkness.
When the raging sword qi dissipated, everyone realized that the little girl in the field had already disappeared.
Looking at the pothos who was embarrassed, the old man in the purple robe had a cruel smile on his face, and his interest in young children was also very high, so it could be said that he was like-minded with Mengyan. The only difference is that he likes to torture and kill, and watching that petite body turn into a stump and a broken arm, his pleasure can be instantly climbed to the extreme.
It's a pity that these two little girls are already forbidden by His Royal Highness, and they will not allow others to touch them anymore.
With a smile, the purple-robed old man's body was like electricity, his sword light was shining, and there was only an afterimage left in the eyes of the green pothos.
Hurry!
As soon as the thought came to mind, the long sword had soared in front of him, and the long knife in his hand instinctively swung up. "Ding!" There was a crisp sound, the tip of the sword was on the blade, and in an instant, the huge force of the shock came, and the long knife was instantly taken off, and the green pothos was thrown away with a snort as if it had been struck by lightning.
The pothos that tried his best to protect Xiao Ruyue was split more than ten meters away and smashed into the thick snow. Because of the protection, Xiao Ruyue was unharmed except for being a little embarrassed, and she cried anxiously when she saw the tragic situation of blood spilling from the corner of the pothos mouth.
"Luo'er, you're fine, are you?"
"Little ...... Miss ......"
As soon as the pothos wanted to stand up, she felt a pain all over her body, and the true essence of her whole body was shattered, making it difficult to gather. Although her body has been smelted several times, her strength can't be compared to even some immortal martial arts. But the blow was too fast, and before her defense could be activated, the attack was already in the body, knocking her into the air.
Woo woo woo woo ............
Xiao Ruyue sobbed softly, her eyes glared at the purple-robed old man with resentment, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily: "You villain, my second brother will definitely not let you go." ”
The cruel smile continued, the old man in the purple robe was full of happiness, and he didn't care about Xiao Ruyue's threat, with his cultivation, no one in the Xiao family could resist.
"Tut-tut, the little girl was born really well, white and tender, if it weren't for His Highness's fancy to you, the old man would have asked you to survive and not die, hahaha......"
After making a joke, the old man in the purple robe felt that he was still unsatisfied, but it took him too much time to clean up a little ghost, and he would definitely be laughed at by Di Ying's old ghost afterwards. Thinking of this, his happy mood just now suddenly became bad, and he snorted angrily, and the purple-robed old man decided to make a quick decision.
Suddenly, the purple-robed warrior's heart was stunned, and in an instant, a fierce sword aura rushed straight to the back of his head. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand slashed behind him.
Bite!!!
A miserable snort sounded, and when the purple-robed old man turned around, he saw a bloody sword splashed in the air, and there was no other person. I was shocked, how could there be no one? No, there was obviously someone behind him just now, where did he go?
The divine sense was swept away, and there was no trace within a radius of tens of meters. How can it be?
The purple-robed old man changed color in shock, could it be a Void Realm martial artist? Otherwise, no one would be able to escape his divine sense. No, his sword had injured the sneak attacker just now, and the voice was sure to be the little girl with the ten-fingered sword, if it was really a virtual realm, how could it be so bad.
The purple-robed old man's face was gloomy, and a killing domain suddenly spread. Suddenly, within a radius of more than ten meters, a killing area was plunged, and the murderous and evil aura became strong and substantial. After a while, a strange aura came from the left side, and the purple-robed old man's face was smiling, his murderous aura was cold and piercing, and he blasted towards the target with a sword in his hand.
Boom Boom Boom !!
With a bang, the purple-robed old man slammed down a section of the courtyard wall with a sword. Not far from where the sword qi had just passed, the pale Green Dream was gritting his teeth and glaring at him. The gap between the two sides is too big, and the piercing murderous aura just now made the aura of Green Dream stagnate, revealing flaws.
At this time, Mengyan and a group of subordinates had already arrived, looking at the purple-robed old man who was fighting against Green Dream, Di Yingha smiled and said jokingly: "Zhang Li old ghost, what a good ability, it has been so long to clean up a little ghost." ”
Hearing this, the purple-robed old man was annoyed and angry, and looked at Green Dream murderously, and he decided to capture this obstructive little ghost in one fell swoop. As soon as he wanted to make a move, he felt that the domain that he had spread out within a radius of ten meters suddenly trembled, as if he was being grasped and pinched by an invisible big hand, squeezing inward.
Titicaca......
The purple-robed old man's killing domain burst like a bubble. The purple-robed old man's face was swollen red, and his steps suddenly retreated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Ignoring the backlash, his eyes swept around in horror.
"Who is it?"