Chapter Twenty-Nine: Qiyang Sanxiu King Fifty-Nine
At this moment, Cui Rushan, who was a self-respecting senior, did not dare to be careless, and the Lieyang Sword Spirit seemed to be able to sense the master's thoughts, and the Lieyang Sword Body in the scabbard trembled slightly.
The sword of man is one, the sword of the sun, out!
The broad sword body was held by the hilt inlaid with the orb, and the light on the sword body flowed, and the originally gray orb on the hilt was also shining brightly at this moment, emitting a golden blazing light.
Everyone watched from a distance, not understanding the situation inside, only to see that the young man did not know what strange magic he had used, and only dared to hide and hide.
At this moment, seeing that Cui Rushan, a master of sword cultivation, had even pulled out his natal sword, his heart was full of horror.
This young man was able to force Elder Cui of the Bishan Sword Sect to show off the Burning Sun Sword.
Could it be that he is really in the realm of Yudan?
Everyone was puzzled in their hearts, and they thought a little more highly of this young man, who could force a knot sword cultivator out of the natal sword, this young man was already powerful enough.
As for defeating Cui Rushan?
Most people think that this is a joke at all, no matter how evil the young man in front of him is, his means cannot be compared to the accumulation of more than 100 years of Elder Cui.
However, Cui Rushan, who was on the field, didn't think so.
Judging from the oppression and true qi power that this young man gave him, this is definitely not what a young man should have!
Even if his talent and qualifications rank first in the Han Dynasty, even if he starts cultivating since his mother's womb, it is impossible to reach this point.
There is only one possibility, this is an old brute who is unwilling to show his true face, at least he has the realm of the early stage of the Yudan, and he doesn't know where he learned the art of disguise to deceive them.
Thinking of this, Cui Rushan no longer regards the young man in front of him as a junior, if he doesn't deal with it with all his might, he is afraid that he will be defeated by the light enemy. This is unbearable for Cui Rushan, and even more unbearable for the Bishan Sword Sect.
He will win this battle!
"Shattered Shadow Sword Wind!"
The Burning Sun Sword in his hand was like an arm, and in just a few breaths, Cui Rushan had swung out hundreds of sword winds, which surrounded Cui Rushan's body, protecting his body from the airtight.
Although Wang Wujiu had exerted his Leaping Rock Divine Power to the extreme, dozens of iron fists all fell on those hundreds of sword winds, and they were dissolved by these sword winds one by one.
"You can't just hide in the shadows, right?" Cui Rushan snorted coldly.
"Since you say so, then I'll show up."
A burst of smoke appeared out of thin air, and Wang Wujiu's figure appeared in front of Cui Rushan's eyes.
However, unlike before, this time there was not only Wang Wujiu, but also a loess giant who was more than a foot high.
Wang Wujiu sat on the shoulders of the loess giant, his expression quite relaxed.
This is exactly the exorcism of the seventy-two evil transformations!
With the great increase in Wang Wujiu's strength, his exorcism power has also changed, he can not only summon loess giants at will, but also control the size of the giant at will, the largest can be twenty zhang, and the smallest is one zhang, but the power of the giant will not be reduced due to the change in size.
Thinking that he would have to enter the Spirit Hall for auction later, he was afraid that the size of the loess giant would directly damage the entire building, so he only summoned a loess giant with a height of one zhang.
"Senior, if you want to beat me, ask me this loess brother first!" Wang Wujiu jumped off the giant's shoulder and hid behind the giant with an easy step.
Most of the monks present were the flow of foundation building and refining qi, and where had they seen this kind of method, they were secretly surprised.
"Old thing, so it's a mystery!"
Cui Rushan has now confirmed the guess in his heart, just now he has a fast iron fist, and he has the ultimate body to match, he still has doubts, but as soon as this loess giant appears, it is not something that a teenager can have.
Body techniques, summoning techniques, and body techniques, almost every thing that wants to reach the peak requires decades or even hundreds of years of work for monks, but the various methods shown by the person in front of him are all used freely, and can even be described as perfect.
Learning two of them can be interpreted as a demonic genius.
But the three items, which also contained extremely difficult and rigorous summoning techniques, he didn't believe that this was the result of the cultivation of a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.
"Sun Sword, out!"
Cui Rushan's true qi was surging, his robe was hunting, and the Burning Sun Sword flew out of his hands and came in the air.
Faintly, you can even see a golden phantom carried by the Sun Sword.
"Old thing?" Wang Wujiu was still struggling with what this Sword Sect elder called him, could it be that since he cultivated, his face was getting older and older? No, then he called himself "little brother" just now.
Is he getting old and his brain is a little confused?
When Wang Wujiu was thinking about it, the Burning Sun Sword had already pierced between the waist and abdomen of the loess giant.
The clods of earth cracked, and the giant's waist and abdomen fell several pieces of loess, but the sword of the sun did not follow, only pierced between the waist and abdomen, and could not penetrate an inch deeper.
The loess giant looked down at the inconsequential Sun Sword pierced on his body, his eyebrows furrowed, and he reached out to pull it out.
"Not good!" Cui Rushan was shocked, he felt that since the Burning Sun Sword pierced into the loess, the connection between him and the Burning Sun Sword Spirit was gradually blurring.
This is actually the special effect of the loess giant on the loess, which does not come from the mortal world, but the underworld earth, which has the ability to erode the consciousness of all the spirits.
Cui Rushan stepped forward and hurriedly pulled out the Sun Sword from the loess giant.
Fortunately, the sword spirit was not damaged.
The consciousness of the sword spirit was reconnected with Cui Rushan.
"You old thief, if you want to enter the Spirit Weapon Hall, you can reveal your true body. Why go around in such a big circle and hurt my old fellow! "Cui Rushan, as a sword cultivator, has always cherished his sword spirit very much, if he continues to fight, he will not be able to protect the sword spirit will be damaged, and his move is just a momentary interest, and there is no stake at all.
As for the face of the sect, personal prestige? Fuck it, it matters to have his sword spirit?
What's more, he didn't lose to a junior, he lost to an old brute who was also in the realm of receiving orders.
Wang Wujiu couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at Cui Rushan's eyes were red and kept stroking the Burning Sun Sword in his hand.
Is this sword cultivation? Regard the sword spirit as his friend and brother? Or even more than your own life?
So, where is the sword spirit of his king Wujiu?
Cui Rushan put away the sword qi wrapped in his body, and inserted the Burning Sun Sword into the sheath again, and then he arched his hand to the red dye and said, "Master Hongfang, I am defeated because of the humiliating mission." ”
"Huh?" Hong Ran looked at the situation in front of him and took a turn for the worse, the two of them had just passed a move, why did Cui Rushan admit defeat at this time. For a while, the delicate red dye on weekdays didn't know what to say.
Seeing that Hongran was stunned and didn't speak, Cui Rushan said angrily: "Master Hongfang, this doesn't prevent me from entering the Spirit Weapon Hall, right?" ”
"That's natural, Elder Cui is a master of the knot pill, and the dry fish shop will treat him with courtesy." Red Dye regained the smile on his face and bowed slightly.
After saying that, Cui Rushan also felt that his face was gone, and he snorted coldly with his sleeves, and flew into the east wing.
"Master Hongfang, do you think I have the qualifications to enter the Spirit Weapon Hall?"
Wang Wujiu also put away his supernatural powers, and the loess giant dissipated with a burst of smoke.
Hong Ran looked at the young man in front of her again, she remembered Cui Rushan's name for him "old thing" and "old thief", how could he make the elders of the Bishan Sword Sect admit defeat? Could it be that Cui Rushan recognized his true body?
"The owner of the Red Chamber?" Seeing that Hongran just looked at him and didn't answer, Wang Wujiu reminded.
"Of course, the Dry Fish Workshop welcomes all the masters of the Jie Dan to come to the Spirit Weapon Hall, dare to ask the name and surname of this young man?" The red eyes are like silk, and he whispers softly.
"King Wujiu of Qiyang Sanxiu pays a visit to the owner of the Red Fang! Greetings to the Luoyang monks here! ”
The young man turned around and clenched his fist at the onlookers of Luoyang monks.
Qiyang casual cultivation? Forcing Cui Rushan, the elder of the Bishan Sword Sect, to admit defeat on the spot, and dare to make trouble in the Dry Fish Workshop?
Everyone gasped, and their hearts were shocked.