Chapter 142: The Enemy Retreats

Yuwen Xiao took a step forward, the broadsword in his hand was just a shock, and he could only hear the ten thousand sword shadows hanging in the sky in this heaven and earth, the whistle resounded through the sky, and the boundless golden light emitted, which suddenly made the scorching sun become eclipsed.

Every sword shadow suddenly became like substance, and the sword light was like a rainbow, distorting the void.

"Flat Heaven Demon Slash!"

The air exploded and shattered.

Ten thousand swords roared, only to see that thousands of sword shadows suddenly rose, rolling sharp qi, from the sky mighty down, and then all the sword shadows turned into a rain of swords, with an unparalleled momentum, overwhelmingly shrouded towards the free scholars.

With a wave of his sleeve, the floating ruler turned in the palm of his hand, and then pointed at the center of his eyebrows, he calmly looked at the sword shadow whistling in, "This old guy's strength has improved a lot."

There is no doubt about the strength of Yuwen Xiao's strength, in fact, according to the speculation of the scholar, it should not have reached the current point.

You know, more than ten years ago, the scholar of Xiaoyao experienced the mysterious Pisces diagram powerhouse battle of the peerless beast, that battle, for all the people present, can be said to have great reference value, it can even be said that it is to broaden their cultivation horizons, because of this, most of them went back, immediately chose to retreat, and the scholar and the sword demon have just come out of the customs, and their strength is not comparable to the past.

However, even so, in the face of Yuwen Xiao, there is still no advantage at all, "It seems that among the three of us, only Twilight can beat him, but" The scholar suddenly sighed.

At this time, it was the sword demon in the sword, and he couldn't help but sigh, the strength of this Yuwen Xiao has to be said to be convincing, and the cultivation of the sword path is already considered to be ancient and unparalleled, far from being comparable to ordinary masters.

Facing the shadow of the ten thousand swords, the scholar raised his head, the floating ruler in his hand tightened, and immediately a vast sky ruler light rushed straight into the sky, connecting the high heavens, as if measuring the height of heaven and earth.

"Floating Tu Ruler, the immortal war spirit is in the world!"

As the words fell, I saw the divine light of the Futu ruler intertwined, a magnificent and wide black light avenue paved, and a boundary gate that seemed to have been closed for a long time slowly opened, and the vast and thick aura of desolation came through the void.

"Bang!click!"

Thousands of immortal war spirits strode out, the iron armor was shining with cold light, all holding rusty ancient axes, their steps were the same, uniform, with the invincible momentum of conquering heaven and earth, although it was a phantom, but the momentum was still victorious compared to the top masters.

All the immortal war spirits raised their heads together, and the void suddenly trembled, and they looked up at the ten thousand sword lights that were slashed from the sky, and then all of them shook their arms, and the ancient axes in their hands were full of rust, and they slashed towards the sky.

"Whoa!"

Everyone trembled and became dumbfounded, this scene was too shocking, too incredible.

With the blow of thousands of battle spirits, a large hole appeared in the sky, and this hole did not appear from the canopy, but was formed under this blow, the hole was like a black hole across the sky, against the sky, and it was rapidly expanding, like an open mouth of blood, swallowing all the sharp sword light.

"This?"

Some people's eyes widened to see how it was possible that such a horrific blow would end like this?

However, this is the case, when the hole in the sky and the thousands of sword lights touch, a trace that reaches through the sky, across the void, is the result of two crazy forces crushing each other, they attack each other, until finally, both are annihilated at the same time.

"Haha, it is worthy of being a famous god soldier on the soldier's main spectrum, and today's incident will be revealed for the time being."

"However, I see how long you can protect the forest twilight, one day, this sinner who colludes with the devil will die at my hands!"

Yuwen Xiao looked at the calm sky, a cold light flashed in his sharp eyes, put away the broadsword in his hand, and then his body spread, and he walked away in the air, one step at a thousand feet, and the figure quickly flew away, disappearing at the end of the distant sky.

"Let's go!" As Yuwen Xiao's figure disappeared, a majestic and cold voice came from the sky.

The purple-clothed man, Beitang Leng, Sunset Valley Valley Lord and others were all stunned, their faces became iron blue and ugly, and then they each took their disciples and left Fuyu Pavilion as if they were fleeing.

"It's just a matter of leaving, this time I folded my wife and lost my soldiers, Yuwen Xiao will never be reconciled, I'm afraid that the next counterattack will become even more powerful", the scholar looked at the sky that was no longer a trace.

"Okay, scholar, don't make senseless sighs there, let's go and see how they hurt in the twilight!" the sword demon spoke.

The two turned around, like a streamer, and came to the top of the purple bamboo in an instant, at this time Lin Dutian was sitting on a crystal purple bamboo and blue leaves, he was pulling the ten thousand years of spiritual power contained in the purple bamboo to suppress the origin injury in the body, and Lin Yifan was the same, blocking Yuwen Xiao's domineering blow, he himself suffered a very heavy trauma, but he barely suppressed until the appearance of the scholar.

As for the others, although they seemed to be seriously injured, in fact, they were not as badly injured as the master and apprentice.

"I didn't expect that there would be such an anti-heaven artifact in Fuyu Pavilion", the sword demon looked at the four purple bamboos that were ten thousand feet tall and sighed.

"Sword Demon Lao'er, although this purple bamboo is against the sky, it should be a little inferior to the Tianxin Golden Lotus you sent, and don't tell me, you don't have your Tianxin Sect's healing elixir Golden Lotus Jade, Milk Pill, hurry up and take it for everyone", the scholar said with a grin.

Hearing this, even with the uninhibited temperament of the sword demon, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh, you must know that this golden lotus jade, milk pill, is taken from the stone milk in the heavenly pool that gave birth to the Tianxin golden lotus, supplemented by a lot of rare holy medicines, even if he is the first seat of the Tianxin faction, it is impossible to have much.

"Take it out quickly, don't you see that Twilight and Tianyun Sect and others are in urgent need of treatment?"

The corners of the sword demon's mouth trembled, and his right hand shone brightly, and a white jade bottle appeared, and the bottle body was the scene of a lotus leaf blooming, and at the same time, a very rich lotus fragrance spread out, and when he smelled it, it made people feel refreshed.

The scholar snatched the jade bottle, opened the ban, and suddenly the light at the mouth of the bottle surged, and the mist sprayed thin, instantly engulfing the surroundings in a lotus sea illusion, and nine lotus-like light clusters rushed out, coiling around, and wanted to escape.

"Haha, it's a miracle drug!"

The fingertips of the scholar swept the air, detained the nine golden lotus jades and milk pills, and then sent them to Lin Dutian, Lin Yifan, Tianyun Zhangjiao and several other seriously injured people.

At the entrance of the magic medicine, the momentum of several people grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few breaths, the injuries were recovered, and the skill was still stronger than before.

However, although Lin Dutian's face returned to ruddy, if he wanted to completely suppress the origin injury, he would have to wait for a while.

"Thank you two brothers!" Tianyun Palm Sect stood up and bowed to the Sword Demon and the Easy Scholar, "If it weren't for the two of you to arrive, maybe my Fuyu Pavilion would be destroyed today, and if the two of you come to my Fuyu Pavilion in the future, even if you open your mouth, the sword mountain and the sea of fire will never shirk!"

"Brother Tianyun is polite, with the relationship between the two of us and Lin Dutian, how can I sit back and watch Fuyu Pavilion be destroyed, not to mention that your faction has also had a great kindness to my Tianxin, and this time I should repay the kindness!"

"It's just", he turned his gaze to the old man who fell in Liu Yutian's arms, "It's just the injury of the seniors, but I can't do anything about it."

At this time, Liu Yutian's body was running with blue light, and his whole person seemed to be connected with the purple bamboo in the sky, and the vitality was like a blue sea, which was transferred from the purple bamboo, and then entered the old man's body to maintain the life of a candle in the wind.

"Hey"

The old man let out a difficult breath, slowly opened his eyes, and when the corner of his eye, he saw the Tianyun Zhenren with the stinging sword in his hand, the rising sun with the Shenyang bead hanging on the top and the feather with the Haoran halberd in his hand, and his white eyebrows and feet trembled violently, showing the excitement in his heart.

"How many years?" the old man trembled his hands, and almost with all his strength reached for the halberd closest to him.

Seeing this, Yu Yiran hurriedly took the old man's thin palm, lightly placed it on the Haoran halberd, and said bitterly: "Uncle Shi, the Haoran halberd is here, and all the things that were lost in the Fuyu Pavilion have been retrieved today."

"Yes, yes, I thought that in my lifetime, I would never see the inheritance left by the ancestors again, and it would be good to retrieve it, so I would be relieved!" the old man stroked the Haoran halberd, as if he were caressing a long-lost disciple.

"Tian'er, stop", the old man said to Liu Yutian, who was behind him and was trying to maintain his vitality at all costs.

"Don't worry, old man, I'm fine."

But Liu Yutian turned a blind eye and did not stop conveying vitality.

Looking at the group of young disciples who were already full of tears, a wet mist appeared in the old man's eyes, and he seemed to see the moment when he first accepted Liu Yutian as an apprentice hundreds of years ago, Liu Yutian at that time was just a ten-year-old child, with extraordinary talent and extremely well-behaved.

"Tian'er, do you remember the scene when I taught you to practice the Heavenly Xuan Divine Fire Technique?"

"Disciple remembers, I will always remember every scene that my master taught me to practice, and I will remember it forever!" At this moment, the domineering man who stood up to the sky and the earth and could dominate the top four enemies alone without falling behind was full of red eyes and tears in his eyes.

I don't know when, Lin Dutian's master and apprentice have also woken up, without alarming anyone, they quietly watched the old man, wanting to quietly send the old man on his last journey.

Who said that men have no tears, but when they are not sad, the parting in the world is always too easy to make people sad, not to mention the parting of life and death, in a blink of an eye, it may be the separation of yin and yang, and there will never be a chance to see each other again.

A life of master-apprentice love, even if there is really an afterlife, then I'm afraid it's just a stranger passing by, you won't remember me, and I won't recognize you.