Inside the Zhuangzi of Shenshan Villa, near the south gate, there is a large and boundless artificial lake, which is so big that it can be crowned with the glorious name of "Sea Palace" by the world.

The prestige is far and wide, this giant lake is no different from the sea, and it can be ranked as one of the top ten man-made wonders of the Splendid Dynasty, and its status is extremely high!

And on this day, there was an old man in a green shirt and white hair, holding a royal blue sword, who came to the Zhuangzi here alone.

With the long sword in his hand, he gently lifted the sea water in the palace!

I don't know how much sea water weighs tens of millions of catties.

The height of the lift is hundreds of zhang, mighty and mighty.

If such a huge wave is solid and beats down, it will cause extremely significant damage to all kinds of buildings in the village, and the consequences are unimaginable!

Just when Wanjun Sea was about to fall to the earth, a white suit swept over at great speed, trying to turn the tide.

I saw that the woman with an excellent figure and appearance, after running out of the mourning hall, floated in the air, faced the waves, and pushed forward with both hands.

Inadvertently, the thin natal sword with thick water transportation was released, and the sword qi drilled into the waves, and the woman used the divine power of her own "water god" sword to urge a large amount of true qi and sword intent, and controlled the palace sea water that was about to fall in an instant!

With the rolling flow of the natal qi machine, the divine power produced enough effect, and the flying sword hurried to colonel

Those waves of water from the artificial sea, showing a transparent and blue hue, also rushed towards the sky curtain with the thin natal sword.

The old man in the green shirt and the sword saw that the trend of the sea water was reversed, and he quickly saw the doorway.

Dressed in a Confucian shirt, he just snorted coldly, his expression was indifferent, he waved his hand lightly, and injected some kendo skills into the seawater.

Suddenly, the huge wave that was driven into the sky by the Water God Sword fell away again in the form of Mount Tai.

Ling Xiaoxiao, the woman in white, was shocked when she saw this, gritted her teeth, and could only continue to drain her internal strength, at the cost of sacrificing a lot of natal true intentions, and tried her best to push the sword.

Pulling the tide of water with all his might, he flew higher up, as far away from the ground buildings as possible.

Once the waves do crash down on the world, the results are obvious.

It is very likely that more than half of the territory where the villa is located will be destroyed!

As the eighth daughter of the Ling family, she never wanted the situation to happen, so she spared no effort to pour out her true power and sword wit.

However, it doesn't seem to be very useful.

The old man shook his sword slightly, and after washing his hands with clean water, he shook off the water stains with a simple action, and he stabbed a little sword qi into the majestic current.

Ling Xiaoxiao's arms trembled, and the true power of the sea in the middle of the mansion was greatly consumed, and the meaning of the sword path was greatly lost.

But even so, she still couldn't rely on her natal sword to defeat the sword qi that belonged to that old Rao.

It's like an ignorant child who is learning to walk, even if he tries his best and struggles to eat milk, he will never be able to lift hundreds of pounds, which is difficult to climb!

It is clear that the whole person is still a lot of distance from the wave, but the body of the woman in white is irrepressibly bent obviously, like a "white shrimp".

The two slender arms raised above her head trembled so much that Ling Xiaoxiao felt infinite panic because she felt that her bones might be crushed by the xenomorph qi machine on the spot.

The waves are fierce, like mountains approaching.

She already knew that she couldn't reverse this trend by herself!

At this moment, the voice of an old man as chaotic and harsh as a male duck floated from not far away - "Yu Youcong, how old are we, don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" I can't stand it anymore as an outsider! ”

Between the words, there was an extremely dazzling snow-white rainbow, which slashed sharply from the direction from which the voice came.

A sword cut through the water.

By the way, it also shattered the mixed sword qi in the seawater.

This move is tantamount to saving Ling Xiaoxiao, who was almost crushed and fractured!

The eighth sister of the Ling family, who was dressed in white like snow, was finally able to straighten her waist again, no longer like Shicai, and even breathing smoothly was a luxury, and she became free in her acupuncture points and veins, and there was no hindrance.

There was a thin black man dressed in gray, with a white tiger skin on his shoulders, and two swords as his feet, swept to Ling Xiaoxiao's side, hovering still, and his air was majestic.

It was the sword he handed out that cut through the momentum of falling to the ground.

There were tens of millions of catties of seawater, which was divided into two on the spot.

In the first half, Ling Xiaoxiao's natal sword unfolded his magical power and sent to the high place of the curtain, far away from the world.

And the second half, it is still falling down quickly, and its momentum is amazing!

Seeing that trouble is happening again.

Before the catastrophe came, two Taoist priests arrived in an instant and shot at the same time.

One, the Taoist clothes are bright red and bright.

The other was wearing a pink robe.

The two Taoist priests in red and pink robes were actually at the same time, and their true qi was connected, and they performed a kind of "fire method" in the top secret art of the Daomen.

Using a huge amount of Xuanqi talisman as fuel, they did not hesitate to burn the seawater!

Ling Xiaoxiao saw it very clearly, of course she recognized these two Taoist priests, it was her fourth brother-in-law Xian Hao and fifth brother-in-law Lu Yi.

In the past, the master of the Great Xuan Tongguan, and the palace master of the Peach Blossom Palace on the shore of the Yangtze River.

This is the apex of the Dao Gate of Hanlanzhou, and the magic power and cultivation are the means, and they can be regarded as the two noble truths who are peerless!

The huge amount of sea water that fell down was quickly burned by the "real fire" of the Daomen, leaving no trace of it, and it was clean.

And the angry waves in the upper part were blessed by the newly injected part of the sword qi of the old man in the green shirt with a slight shake of his wrist, and overwhelmed Ling Xiaoxiao's water god flying sword.

Fall again!

Without waiting for Xianhao and Lu Yi to make a move, another powerful person suddenly appeared here.

A purple monk's robe that was beautifully shaped, but too wide and ill-fitting.

The monk has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his skin is very fair, like a finely carved porcelain man.

It was the third daughter of the Ling family, Ling Taohua's teacher, who made this sub-Buddha Shami skin bag and took the Duanmu Ding with the Dharma name "Silk Purple"!

The appearance is pretty, with a round and bald head, and the killing Duan Mu Ding, the body is vertically to a very high position, and the edict is issued, and the supernatural power is suddenly manifested.

A statue of the King Kong Arhat, whose whole body was wrapped in flames and was no less than fifty zhang tall, emerged out of thin air from behind Duanmu Ding.

It turned out that the edict he gave was the word "samadhi", and when he said it, the Dharma followed!

Covered with samadhi true fire, the burning Arhat Dharma Image, under the control of the main master, his posture was awe-inspiring, fearless and swift forward.

hugged the large ball of palace water that fell very quickly.

There was the sound of fire burning seawater, and it was heard all over the sky.

Soon, the body of the Vajra Arhat dissolved, and the "huge water" in the upper part was gone.

The fire is gone, and the water is gone.

Many of the buildings in the villa temporarily avoided the tragic fate of being washed away and smashed by the wave.

Ling Xiaoxiao breathed a long sigh of relief, withdrew the natal sword made of water and gas, and still stopped in mid-air.

It was only because although there were helpers who arrived, the enemy No. 1, who was extremely strong, had not yet retreated.

That strong enemy has no intention of retreating at all!

On the side of the woman in white, there were four people hovering separately.

They are all famous in the monastic world, and they can be called the top existence that is unparalleled in the world.

A sword saved the scene, easily cut off the waves, and directly shattered all the sword qi hidden in the waves, the tiger skin shawl, and the black and thin old man with two blades.

The two joined forces and burned half of the palace water with the Daomen talisman The pink-robed Taoist priest.

The red-robed prince who holds a long handle and whisks the dust, has delicate facial features and a very beautiful appearance.

With the secret method of the Buddha's edict, the giant statue of the Vajra Arhat was summoned, and the purple monk's robe "Shami" who dried the remaining sea water through the Samadhi True Fire.

Four.

Three of them are one of the top ten masters of the human race.

One is the chief candidate of the top ten masters.

These peerless masters gathered here just to meet the enemy.

That person's demeanor was calm, without the slightest fear, facing the five masters, including Ling Xiaoxiao.

In his hand, he held a long and thick blue sword.

On his body, he wore a green shirt similar to that of Confucianism.

The complexion of the face is dull and rough, and the long hair is swaying in the wind but not supple.

Its appearance and bearing, if you want to comment on one or two...... It's really no compliment.

Mo is compared with the handsome and world-famous Maharaja Xianhao, even if he is compared with the white tiger skin black thin old man, it will be inferior by one to two points, and it is difficult to win!

The green-shirted guest held a sword in one hand, looked at the five people standing side by side in front of him, sighed twice, and first pointed at the old man who was black and emaciated with a white tiger skin on his shoulder, and said in a mocking and disdainful tone: "Yingchun, both of your legs have been broken, and you still don't like it, thinking that you can only be comfortable by moving your head?" Okay, the old man can fulfill you! ”

Pointed out by the long sword of the green-shirted guest, the legless old man surnamed Ying Mingchun had cold eyes and strong hostility.

Then, the sword-wielding old man in a green shirt and white hair, holding a sword again, pointed at the Taoist great true man in a bright red Taoist robe, and sneered: "Xianhao, no matter how high the Dao method is, what use can it be?" In the eyes of the old man, it's just some carving insect skills, how can they compete with my sword? ”

The red-robed Jun Xianhao swallowed his saliva and secretly pinched the snow-white dust in his hand.

The third sword pointed at the purple-robed and broadly bald monk, the corners of the old man's mouth rose, and he said loudly: "Duanmu Ding, the defeated general An dares to speak bravely?" A person who died once under the old man's sword, still has the courage to come here to seek death? And made such a ridiculous and ugly skin, haha! Even if you bring the skin of the abbot of Qingling Temple, Baizhu Monk, you can't stop the old man's sword! ”

The appearance is delicate, the skin is white and tender, and Duanmu Ding, who is in the shape of a cute monk, forcibly controls himself not to recall the past when he was defeated by the other party, lest he be involved in his state of mind, and he is cowardly before fighting.

Squinting at the pink-robed Taoist priest again, the long-haired old man with a royal blue sword sneered, his attitude was arrogant, his expression was condescending, and he was as contemptuous as he wanted, and scolded: "Where did such a gaudy Taoist priest come from, what kind of pink robe is he wearing, heh, could it be that he ran out of a brothel?" Pull your pants open for the old man to take a look at and see if it's a man or a woman?! ”

After being humiliated like this, the black-skinned Taoist Lu Yi, who was covered in a pink robe, secretly pinched a talisman trick in his sleeves, firstly, to suppress his anger, and secondly, to use it for defense.

Finally, he looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, the old man with a sword squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently, "The girl's family is quite outstanding, and her appearance is good enough, not bad!" But if you dare to deceive your heart and try in vain to stop the old man from taking out the sword here, hmph, then don't blame me for not having long eyes in my hand! With a sword, my parents raised it in vain, wasting this best skin! ”

What Ling Xiaoxiao was thinking about was the battle that day at the highest point of Qingling Mountain, where she witnessed Yu Youcong take out the Sword Shattering Sword Saint Six Dao Formation and hit Feiguanbi with one blow......

That sword move style and grandeur.

Once you've seen it, you'll never forget it.

After a long time, she still yearns for her heart.

I dream of dreaming that one day, I can reach the realm of "the sword is useless!"

The old swordsman in the cyan shirt was none other than him.

It is the highest kendo of the human race recognized by the Hanlan Continent - the "Sword God" Yu Youcong!

Except for Yu Youcong, the people present are all very powerful.

Yingchun, Xianhao, Duanmu Ding.

Three of the top ten masters of the human race are all powerhouses of the eighth-order Great Dao realm.

Lu Yi, Ling Xiaoxiao.

Both of them are the pinnacle of the Seventh-Order Infinite Realm, and the former is even known as the most promising figure among the top ten masters by virtue of his half-step cultivation!

The rain was hazy and the ground was damp.

The sky above Kamiyama Villa.

There were three eighth-order avenues and two seventh-order infinite perfection powerhouses, and five people joined forces.

Face a great sword god!