Volume 2 Chapter 64 of the Wind and Cloud Dream Sect Four Spirits

This was a massacre without suspense, and the combat skills displayed by the Rank Cultivator were extremely powerful, and every blow could easily annihilate a Beginner Cultivator, not to mention that this was a powerful blade full of Rank Cultivator Cultivation.

The blade roared, making a burst of sound breaking through the air, and the harsh waves of qi seemed to be able to cut the heavens and the earth.

With the continuous slapping of the jade palm, a breeze whistled, blowing her clothes, making her look incomparably dusty and peerless.

It's just that this graceful posture can't match the killing power in the field.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

The rumbling sound on the martial arts arena continued, and an endless terrifying aura erupted from the deep pit, and even the ground was cut by dozens of sword blades, and this ground seemed to be turned over, with cracks everywhere and smoke and dust everywhere.

Under the repeated attacks of dozens of sharp blades, even a master of the highest rank could not survive.

Zhou Ruotong and the others were so frightened that they covered their eyes and didn't dare to look down.

It is said that the iron law of Yunmeng Sect does not allow killers, but it is not uncommon for disciples to die unexpectedly in the martial arts arena over the years.

Everyone thought that Su Zhe was completely cold, and they all sighed.

"What a genius, just like that."

"It's his life."

They're lamenting.

Rao is Zhuo Muhan's heart is difficult to calm down, a young man who could have had endless potential, but he was lonely because of the dispute between his masters.

"I'm @#¥%......&, what are you pretending to be, I really think I can kill the master, the master hasn't enjoyed it yet."

However, at this moment, a scolding sound sounded in the martial arts arena, which surprised everyone.

The essence of the quintessence of the country continues, which is amazing.

Everyone stood up, and Yuan Qi condensed in their eyes to look at the martial arts arena, only to see a strange figure walking left and right in the fog.

After the smoke cleared, everyone saw that the strange figure was none other than Su Zhe himself.

At this moment, he was holding the ground with his hands, standing upside down, looking at Zhuo Muhan with disdain, and his mouth was constantly obscenate.

At this moment, not only Liu Manli was first-class, but even Su Qiaoqiao and the others were dumbfounded, this shocking attack did not hurt Su Zhe in the slightest.

"How so!" Zhuo Muhan was stunned.

Su Zhe scolded constantly, climbing back and forth on the ground with both hands, the speed was extremely fast, dodging layers of sword rain, and spitting at Zhuo Muhan while climbing, like a villain who had suffered a loss.

"You escaped the attack like this." Zhuo Muhan's eyes were long, and she quickly reacted, her face was full of anger, and she shot again.

Countless blades soared into the sky, and then swooped down like a meteorite falling, like a large dark cloud surging in, making a thunderous sound, rumbling and quickly crushing down.

Seeing this, Su Zhe supported the ground with both hands, constantly pulling the ground, like a lightning galloping on the martial arts field, with the refining body of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, his speed was no longer comparable to the past, and under several rounds of bombardment, he didn't hurt Su Zhe a point.

He exclaimed, "Huh? That's it? That's it? If there are any other tricks, hurry up. ”

"Imp!" Zhuo Muhan was furious, his mouth was full of shouts, and Yuan Qi kept rolling, and in an instant, he showed another magical power.

Four hazy figures suddenly appeared in the venue to surround Su Zhe, and the four figures were the same as Zhuo Muhan, all of them had the same appearance, and their cultivation was also a masterpiece.

"Zhuo Muhan actually used the family heirloom." There was an exclamation from the audience.

"What kind of exercise is this, how can I see that these four people are in the realm of the Rank Realm!"

"It is the spirit god of the four directions, and it is rumored that this is the bloodline inheritance technique of the first-class family Zhuo family, which can be temporarily separated into four clones that are the same as the body, and it is one of the extremely powerful combat skills."

"Doppelganger?" Su Zhe was dumbfounded, the four figures that suddenly appeared really surprised him, the four figures completely blocked his retreat, and the sky was blocked, leaving him with no way to escape.

"Boy, you're dead." Zhuo Muhan's face showed a trace of killing intent, the general trend had been achieved, without any fancy skills, he broke it with one force.

After speaking, they recited the incantation together, and the endless blades of the sword levitated around them, and the sound was so great that it shocked the soul.

This is a terrifying combat skill, with a wide range of killing ability, each blade contains the power of the rank, Su Zhe did not dare to resist, the Yuan Qi on the palm of his hand became more agile, and his body flickered from east to west, rushing between the fields like a phantom.

However, the sword formation composed of the Quartet Spirit God and Zhuo Muhan's body had already formed an attack situation without dead ends, and no matter how much Rao is Su Zhe could jump, he couldn't avoid the sword rain coming from all directions.

"Die!" Zhuo Muhan snorted coldly, in this sword formation, her attack was unique, and she was invincible, and she was confident that Su Zhe would definitely not be able to escape.

"Oops!" Su Qiaoqiao, who was in the distance, shouted in fear.

The monks below were also frightened, it was impossible to hide from such an offensive, I am afraid that Su Zhe would really be planted here this time.

Many people have made a conclusion about the next situation, thinking that Su Zhe is in a catastrophe.

"Hmph, I just let you escape, and now Xiao Zhuo has used the family mastery, see how you still jump." Liu Manli let out a cold snort.

"Poof!"

The sword blade rose into the sky, filling the entire martial arts arena like a rainstorm pear flower needle, and the next moment, countless sword blades fell one after another.

The terrible roar of metal erupted, rumbling endlessly, like the collapse of a towering iron tower, fierce and staggering.

The monks present were not ordinary people, they were all shocked by each other, and they all had a conclusion in their hearts, Su Zhe, a monk in the middle of the junior stage, was afraid that it was over.

In this sword formation, with a beginner and mid-stage cultivation, it would be impossible to bear it no matter what.

After the endless rain of swords fell, the martial arts arena became a large hedgehog, and the dense sword blades pierced the entire martial arts arena, and each sword blade sank into the ground.

This kind of scene is rare in the world, any Rank Monk will be ruthlessly wiped out in this formation, there will be no suspense, it is difficult to block a blow, and it will inevitably be shattered, because the Wandering Sword Blade This combat skill is too powerful, and it is simply a big killing move to cooperate with the Quartet Spirit God.

However, the end result was beyond everyone's expectations.

There was a deafening shout from under the rocks in the arena.

"Dirt Flow Wall!!"

In an instant, four earthen walls rose from the ground, and rubble continued to fall, smashing clouds of dust on the ground.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you again, I'm still alive." The four walls collapsed, Su Zheteng jumped out of it with a bang, he patted the dust on his body, snorted twice, looked at Zhuo Muhan with a red face and a heartbeat, and continued: "Little girl, thank you for your sword blade for removing that annoying ground net for me, otherwise I will need to work hard myself." ”

He squeaked his palms and grinned at the crowd.

"Isn't it!!"

"He's still alive?"

"It's Tuliubi, the northernmost Xiuzhen sect in Tianlan Country, the martial arts and combat skills of Rock Wolf Castle, where this kid comes from!"

"He actually used this move to resist the attack of the Wandering Blade."

Everyone talked about it, and they were shocked that Su Zhe could survive Zhuo Muhan's attack.

Zhou Ruotong on the side was also stunned, and muttered: "This little ghost is really unexpected." ”

"You almost cried just now, was it out of worry?"

"Nothing." Zhou Ruotong said with a red face.

"Oops, sister, you're shy."

"Oh my God, if you cover it up like this, it shouldn't be a secret permission from Fangxin." Several women teased.

On the side of the martial arts arena, the corners of Yue Lingxin's mouth were lightly raised, and she looked at Shangguan Yu and the others with a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a person with a paralyzed face, and I won't make a sad expression." ”

"Humph!" Shangguan Yu and the others were furious, how could they not know the meaning of ridicule in Yue Ling's heart.

They were furious, but some were angry.

Su Zhe's face was proud, he pinched his waist, and shouted at Zhuo Muhan with the momentum of pointing at the country: "That's it? No, I thought you could play a new trick again. ”

In the face of Su Zhe's sarcasm, Zhuo Muhan's face was pale, and she showed almost all her hole cards, but she couldn't get rid of this obscure little ghost.

At the same time, she also felt a lot of pressure, this battle was very unfavorable, she knew that this junior teenager should not be an ordinary person, and she never thought that this teenager was more weird than she imagined.

The leaders of the Eight Great Masters put heavy responsibilities on her, hoping to use her hand to get rid of this little ghost brought back by the Moon Spirit Heart.

But now she is also a little hesitant, this little ghost's strength is transcendent, far from being comparable to ordinary beginner and mid-stage monks, she is not confident that she can kill him here, if she makes a desperate move, it may even attract the shock of the sect elders.

After all, a genius boy who can cross a great realm without being defeated, the sect will not let him fall no matter what.

She was pondering, not knowing whether to make a move next.

"Kill again! Don't leave anything to spare! Otherwise, you don't have to end up, just cut yourself on the spot. At this moment, Mu Wan'er came with a voice, Zhuo Muhan was startled, and hurriedly looked ahead.

In front of her, the dense forest is secluded, and several peerless young people are standing among the trees, led by Mu Wan'er, who is graceful and handsome, holding a bamboo flute, and her eyes reveal endless killing intent.

Zhuo Muhan's heart sank, she knew that Mu Wan'er and the others had lost patience with her, otherwise they would not have personally transmitted the message to her, if they couldn't kill Su Zhe this time, what would await her in the future would be endless torture and suffering.

She gritted her teeth, and the thin willow sword fell into her palm with a thud.

"Ho." Su Zhe's eyelids drooped, staring at Zhuo Muhan indifferently, and continued: "What other moves hurry up, I still wait for your means." ”

Zhuo Muhan gritted her teeth, and the next moment, she moved and did her best.

The five bodies were distributed to all corners, connected into a large array of five elements, they recited the Fa decision, and an astonishing divine light appeared on their graceful bodies, and countless sword blades rose to the sky, breaking the air continuously, and layers of sword forests were arranged in the sky.

These blades were enormous, three points larger than the ancient trees, and they stood in the sky, and from a distance they were as oppressive as dense clouds, making people feel frightened.

"Fall!"

Zhuo Muhan shouted, and the five bodies made a pressing movement at the same time, the yin wind gusted, the sword blade was sharp, and the death light in the sky raged.

In an instant, the endless sword blade was like a dense rain, rushing straight towards Su Zhe with an aura of destruction.