Just when Xu Shan and Lao Lu Tou felt that they had succeeded, the old Taoist priest's face was solemn, and he didn't even see any movements, the blood-colored big sword that was originally inserted at his feet was broken down inch by inch, and in the roar of the sword, it turned into more than a dozen identical blood-colored small swords, dancing around his body, like a butterfly around a flower, extremely spiritual.

"Hurry!"

Lao Dao shouted, but in the blink of an eye, a blood-colored small sword appeared above Lao Dao's head out of thin air, like an arrow off the string, and between violent rotations, the black feathers shot above his head were instantly shattered.

The remaining small swords, as if chasing fish, flew up and down around Lao Dao, the sword light flickered, and the fluorescent light flowed, as if putting a set of blood-colored armor on Lao Dao's body.

As soon as the half-moon-shaped thick sword qi came into contact with the already corroded aura's dim blood-colored shield, it instantly shattered the entire shield, and countless blood-colored stars scattered and exploded.

Then, the sword qi that dimmed a lot instantly hit the newly condensed armor.

The surface of the armor first swayed, like a thin curtain rolled up by the autumn wind, and then like the wind roaring on the jade tree, as if the red dragon was dancing wildly under the bright moon.

The armor and thick sword qi formed by the many small swords only stalemate for a while, and then exploded with a bang, turning into countless blood-colored meteors and shooting out in all directions.

One of the blood-colored swords happened to be coming towards the panting Xu Shan, Xu Shan only noticed a little blood flashing in his eyes, instinctively tilted his head, and the next moment he felt a heat on his face, and blood slowly flowed down from one cheek.

"Flying swords, how can there be so many!"

Xu Shan was shocked in his heart, and he didn't want to retreat quickly.

And after the thick sword qi smashed into the blood-colored armor, it was already dim and almost invisible at this moment, and after touching the old Taoist's clothes, it stirred up ripples like water waves, and finally dissipated.

And the old Taoist priest ignored this, his right hand was propped up from his chest to the top of his head, concave palm, as if he was about to grasp something, and then shouted,

"Come!"

I saw that the blood-colored sword that had spread out in a spherical shape seemed to be summoned, and the swallow turned around the beam like a beam, dragging the blood-colored fireflies, and quickly flew back towards the palm of the old Taoist.

On the way back, Xu Shan felt the wind behind him, and without saying a word, he crossed the knife on his chest, pointed to the ground with one leg, and the whole person instantly spun in the air like a top, and the knife light was like thunder in the dark clouds, looming in the rotating 'spinning top'.

The blood-colored sword that flew back followed, grazing the bottom edge of the 'spinning top', and a large string of sparks came out when it met with the sword light.

After all the small swords gathered in the palm of the old Taoist priest's raised hand, the light flashed, and it turned into the blood-colored sword again.

The old Taoist priest turned his wrist and stood on the ground with his sword, panting heavily, only to see that at this moment, his face was sickly flushed, and his whole body was steaming, as if he had just been fished out of a hot bathhouse.

After Xu Shan stood still, he opened a pill and put it in his mouth.

"No, it's not a flying sword, the flying sword doesn't have such a slow speed, and the quasi-spirit weapon I put on my body to resist the flying sword doesn't have any reaction. ”

As soon as Xu Shan sensed it, he felt that something was wrong.

At this time, the voice of condensation came at the right time: "Second brother, this is not the natal flying sword of the qi practitioner, this is the 'sword three thousand' technique of the Xiaoyao Sect." ”

Without waiting for Xu Shan to ask her, Ning Fat took the initiative to explain: "Three thousand swords, that is, one person separates his divine consciousness and controls multiple sub-swords at the same time, because it is the reason for the control of his divine sense, so the speed is extremely fast, and because it is not a natal flying sword, these sub-swords must be controlled by one of the 'mother swords'." ”

Hearing this, Xu Shan nodded, and said, "If you want to break this so-called sword three thousand technique, you must destroy that mother sword, right?"

Ning Fat nodded: "That's the case, also, second brother, the sword three thousand is the number of ways that are divided into two and two into four, logically speaking, this evil cultivator is now a seventh-level qi practitioner, at least he can control more than thirty flying swords, so I suspect that either this old way has not practiced at home because of the incomplete exercises he has stolen, or this evil old way is deliberately cheating, you have to be careful." ”

"The flying sword formed by the technique of three thousand swords, although the speed, power and spirituality are far inferior to a monk's natal flying sword, but after all, it is one of the exercises of the Seven Great Sects of Wen Weizhen of the Xiaoyao Sect, and the main victory is that the number of sub-swords is extremely large, you must not be careless. ”

When Lao Lu Tou heard this, he said, "Third sister, what are the characteristics of this mother sword?"

Clotted Fat shook his head, "It's the same as an ordinary sword. The mother sword is like the leader of the migratory birds, most of the sub-swords are controlled by the monk through it, so if the monk deliberately tries to disturb the sight and hearing, it is generally difficult to find the trace of the mother sword. ”

Xu Shan snorted, knocked on the pill, and stared intently at the blood-red little sword flying around the old way, his eyes flickering.

After eating a few bottles of elixir, the old Taoist priest finally recovered a little, his breath gradually stabilized, and when he heard the words of condensation, his face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he did not hide the killing intent in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ning Fat raised his eyebrows at him, and glanced at Lao Dao defiantly.

Xie Shenzhi, who was standing next to the condensation of fat, had a bulging mouth, and when he saw the action of the third sister, he immediately felt full of anger in the rivers and lakes, and he also learned the action of condensing fat and puffed his eyes towards the old Taoist.

The old Taoist sneered, ignored her no longer, and while secretly recovering his vitality, he turned his face to Xu Shan and said, "Xu boy, don't waste your efforts, with you as a wrestler, you will never be able to find where the mother sword is." ”

"Besides, even if you find it, what's the use, my sub-sword and mother swords may not be as hard as the wrestler magic weapon in your hand, but if you want to destroy it in an instant, it's a dream. If you don't believe me, hehe, come and try. ”

Hearing this, Xu Shan took out a few things from Old Man Gu's jade belt, lined them up one by one in front of him, and said, "Niu Nose, you are right, if you want to find the mother sword in a short period of time, it is very difficult to break your sword three thousand techniques." ”

"But, did I say I was going to find the Mother Sword?"

The old Taoist priest sighed, his eyes puzzled.

Xu Shan smiled: "You use the so-called ghost path exercises to improve your cultivation, there is already a time limit, I will stand here, just wait for you to slowly exhaust your spiritual energy and fall back to the level of the fifth-layer realm, why bother to find the mother sword of Na Laoshizi." ”

"If you have the courage, you can come over, it's not me who is anxious now, but the old Taoist priest who wants to follow my surname!"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he was a little impatient in his heart, and he wanted to get close to Xu Shan, but when he saw what Xu Shan had just put on the ground, he hesitated again and again, but he still didn't take a step.

The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment, then rolled his eyes, and turned to the old Lu Tou and said: "This old brother is really amazing, this is the first time I have encountered this characteristic of yours that can even corrode the shield of a qi cultivator, and I really admire it." ”

After speaking, he hugged his fist towards the old Lu Tou.

When the old Lu Tou heard this, although he didn't reply, he couldn't help but feel a little proud on his face, and looked towards the condensation with a sneer.

Seeing that at this time, the condensation Li ignored him, and was throwing a pill in the air, Xie Shenzhi jumped from the ground, caught the pill thrown over at once with his mouth, puffed up his cheeks and squirmed his mouth, his face was full of happiness.

Seeing this, Ning Fat showed an encouraging look at Xie Shenzhi and applauded.

This scene made Lao Lu Tou look envious and jealous.

Xu Shan was also speechless for a while, glaring at the two of them fiercely.

Xie Shenzhi has gained a lot of courage now, and while eating with his face puffed up, he imitated Xu Shan's glaring and giggled.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest secretly pinched the trick, and continued to say to the old Lu Tou: "Look at the old brother who cares for this erudite girl, I think I am also a member of my generation, and now I can meet the same way, and I am fortunate to have an old Taoist in my three lives, and I think my brother has also heard such a sentence."

Old Lu Tou glanced at him and asked suspiciously, "What words?"

The old Taoist priest coughed and said slowly: "I have a pineapple sword, and I want to taste begonia flowers." ”

The old Lu Tou's eyes lit up, and his expression was a little excited, and then the old Taoist priest said: "The flowers should be intentional, and they should be sprinkled in the wind." ”

After speaking, Lao Lu Tou looked at the old Taoist priest with an excited face, and felt a great sense of pity.

Hearing this, Clotted Fat snorted at them fiercely.

Seeing this, Xu Shan smiled at Lao Lu Tou and said, "Old Lu Tou, why don't you discuss with this Taoist friend you have newly recognized, and let the three of us out first, so that you two will have time to study these things about the shade dripping dew and the golden rooster pecking rice." ”

"By the way, when the two of you finish discussing, if you are not dead, old Lutou, you have to talk to me again. ”

Clotted fat then turned his face to Xu Shan and took a sip.