Chapter 7: The Wind and Thunder

The sky was bright, and the two people on the lake stood opposite each other.

Dao Jiu still had a relaxed look, but the coldness in his eyes was obviously extreme, and it was obvious that his patience had reached its peak. In his opinion, everything should end here.

Chen Mingye grinned, his clothes had already been soaked in blood, but in his eyes when he looked at Dao Jiu, his fighting intent became more and more vibrant.

"Come on, boy, let you open your eyes too. Dao Jiu smiled, his eyes reflecting a little cruelty, "I didn't have fun fighting the old man with the gun, but I didn't expect you to let me loosen my muscles." ”

Chen Mingye frowned, it seemed that the other party had indeed admitted his identity, but he didn't know what his purpose was, and who was that old voice, who was actually able to recognize the Wu Swallowing Sword in his hand.

"Dare to be distracted when you are about to fight!" Dao Jiu sneered, his hands suddenly formed a strange handprint, and at the same time he shouted, "Dao Zang Sword, Rush Sword!"

As he spoke, Chen Mingye could only hear Dao Jiu's voice just come out, and that flying sword had already arrived in front of him with the sound.

Horrified!

The heart that was still a little hesitant did not hesitate anymore, on the giant sword in his body, two seals were opened at the same time, Chen Ming's eyes burned with anger, and he also yelled at the oncoming flying sword: "Open!"

The swallowing Wu in his hand seemed to have his own spirituality, and in an instant, he stabbed towards the flying sword at a speed that Chen Mingye himself hadn't even reacted to.

This is the duel between lightning and thunder, and at the moment of collision, the entire lake seems to be filled with a sword light.

Chen Mingye narrowed his eyes slightly, and at the same time subconsciously waved his hand, and he actually firmly grasped the hilt of the Wu Swallowing Sword.

The raging sword qi in his body that had been unsealed seemed to have found an excellent outlet for a moment, and swarmed towards the Wu Swallowing Sword.

Chen Mingye only felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and even the endless Xuanting Sutra seemed to be forcibly stopped in an instant because of the emptiness of the spiritual power.

He couldn't help but take a long breath, wanting to fill his own void with the help of the aura of the outside world, but this suck out, like a whale swallowing, attracted all the aura of heaven and earth around him in an incomparably arrogant attitude, thus forming a distorted transparent vortex around him.

Dao Jiu sacrificed the flying sword, which was originally done by his own strength, but he never expected that it would just be hit by the strange sharp sword qi that Chen Mingye burst out, and at that moment, it was like ice melting and snow melting, and the incomparably sharp flying sword flew straight out of the distance like a fly.

Dao Jiu's mind was connected to the flying sword, and when the flying sword was injured, the whole person was as if a hole had been pierced by a sword, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was completely weakened in only an instant, and at the same time, his body could no longer support it, and with a "bang", he fell heavily on the surface of the lake.

He looked at Chen Mingye in disbelief, at his strange whale swallowing momentum, at the flying sword that flew into the lake in the distance, but he opened his mouth, and he couldn't spit out another word at all.

It was really his bad luck, if he continued to suppress it with his own cultivation, Chen Mingye would inevitably be powerless and difficult to resist. But he used his sword to show his means, but he was forcibly broken by Chen Mingye at the cost of breaking the seal, and he was hit hard by unimaginable times in an instant.

Chen Mingye struck the flying sword of Flying Dao Nine with a sword, but the strange sword qi in his body still did not have the slightest tendency to converge, and after pouring into the Wu Swallowing Sword, it actually completely drained Chen Mingye's spiritual power in an instant, forcing Chen Mingye to take a long breath, in order to make up for the dantian that was on the verge of being shattered by the sword qi.

The torrent of spiritual energy in the body was gone, only the mountain wall was still hanging high, and the strange giant sword on it was actually flashing with an inexplicable color, vaguely maintaining a similar frequency to the Wu Swallowing Sword in Chen Mingye's hand at this moment.

Xiaohong seemed to sense something, looked at Chen Mingye and said anxiously: "Little junior brother, quickly put down the Swallowing Wu Sword, you can't control it now!"

Chen Mingye had a hard time, his own spiritual power was completely lost, his dantian dried up, and he was even sucked by the sword qi in the swallowing Wu sword and was close to shattering, but he still couldn't let go of the hand that firmly held the hilt of the sword.

If you don't do it, you can't do it!

He had already expected that if he unlocked the seal, he would be attacked by the sword qi, so he would only hesitate for a moment when he was hostile to Dao Jiu before, but he never expected that the backlash of this strange sword qi would be so strong!

Chen Mingye was helpless, so he had to take another breath and swallow the vast aura floating on the lake. In fact, for him, he had not studied a special cultivation method, so this way of absorbing spiritual energy was obviously the most barbaric and rude way, but at this moment, it caused an extremely strange scene on the surface of this lake.

Seeing that the transparent spiritual power around Chen Mingye's body was growing stronger and stronger, a rare trace of anxiety appeared in Xiaohong's eyes, and she was about to sweep towards Chen Mingye's side with a little step.

And at this moment, the whisk in Dao Jiu's hand, which had been held tightly, suddenly flew out on its own and stopped in front of Xiaohong.

"Little girl doll, don't worry, let the old man take a look, this kid is a little weird. The old voice, which had been silent, rang out at this moment.

Xiaohong snorted coldly, ignoring him at all, and as soon as her body moved, she was about to forcibly break through the barrier of the dust in front of her.

"Why are Qingxuan's disciples so disrespectful, I really don't know how your elders teach. The old voice sighed, and at the same time, the unattended dust flew up on its own and swept towards Xiaohong's body.

A hint of anger flashed in the little red eyes, but she had to stop.

"What are you doing!" said crisply, Xiaohong's face flushed, and she yelled angrily at the air in front of her.

"Just take a look," the voice said leisurely, "what's the hurry?"

Xiaohong hurriedly said: "If you look at it again, something will happen to the little junior brother." ”

"Hehe, the old man is watching here, it's okay. The old voice said lightly.

Xiaohong didn't say anything more, her body flashed, and she rushed out again smartly.

"It's really a little doll who doesn't know the height of the sky. With a faint sneer, the whisk danced again.

The little red eyes flashed, and the momentum of the whole person rushing forward did not stop in the slightest.

"Hey, aren't you afraid of death?" Seeing that Xiaohong didn't mean to be afraid of dusting at all, and didn't even have the most basic dodge action, the old voice seemed to be slightly stunned, and then smiled, "It's really innocent." ”

It was obviously a plain and gentle voice, but the old man's movements were unusually ruthless, and the fluttering snow-white dust swept towards Xiaohong.

If it is swept away this time, with Xiaohong's delicate body, I am afraid that if she does not die, she will at least be seriously injured.

The boatman who was watching was already frightened, and his eyes trembled when he saw such a cruel scene, but he could only sigh and close his eyes unbearably, not wanting to look any further.

It's just that in the next moment, there was an old voice from above the lake: "It's a phantom body?" ”

Xiaohong's movements did not pause in the slightest, and after evading the old way's obstruction in an instant, she came to Chen Mingye's side.

"Little junior brother, how are you?" she anxiously went over and shouted at Chen Mingye, only to find that a huge aura cyclone had rolled up around Chen Mingye's body, like a white dragon breaking through the water from the lake, straight to heaven and earth.

Little Red was shut out, and there was no way to enter.

She was in a hurry, a slight sadness flashed in her eyes, and she gritted her silver teeth and was about to make a move, but a thunderous voice suddenly exploded in her ears.

"Good boy, well done!"

At the same time, the entire lake seemed to boil and began to tremble inexplicably.

The boatman, who had just opened his eyes, looked at the strange scene in front of him, his face turned pale, and he held the boat penny in his hand tightly, trembling all over.

Xiaohong looked at everything in front of her, her little feet rose into the air with a little lake, stared at the entire vast lake with wide eyes, and shouted, "Who is it?"

"It's me. A buzzing voice sounded, bland and dull, like an old friend who had been reunited after a long absence.

It's just that in the next moment, the already boiling lake suddenly exploded, and the surrounding lake surface of nearly 100 zhang rose out of thin air, setting off a water curtain that seemed to be enough to envelop the heavens and the earth. It seems that there is an incomparably large behemoth that is about to burst out of the water!