"Scabies. ”

"Breaking the mountain. ”

"Chunjun"

"Green Snake. ”

"Night practice. ”

"It's really just. ”

"Lone deer. ”

Flying swords flew out of Zhao Xuanjun's sword box one after another, and Zhao Xuanjun's face was soft, calling the name of the flying sword as if calling his own child.

Until the last "Mo Yang" flew out, a total of eleven flying swords were like eleven nails, nailed to the waterspout, no matter how the wind howled around it, it still did not move.

At the same time, he controlled eleven flying swords, and no one dared to say anything cool at this time inside and outside the field.

In Zhang Wuji's opinion, not to mention that the opponent is this egg Zhenghao, even if it is them, they may not be able to win in the face of Zhao Xuanjun.

And after sacrificing eleven flying swords, Zhao Xuanjun was not idle.

Grasping the sword in his hand, the commander moved:

"Crush it. ”

The eleven flying swords let out a breathtaking sword groan in unison, and then flew around the huge waterspout like a streamer.

The criss-crossing sword qi cut on the white jade fence around Jingxin Lake from time to time, and the Dao Dao sword marks were shocking.

The formation that shrouded the entire Meditation Lake Ancestral Hall, and from time to time there was a dull crashing sound, which made people worry about whether this formation was firm.

And the ripples formed by the collision of spiritual power in the air, wave after wave slapped on the faces of the group of cultivators in Wuyun Tower, although these people looked as usual on the surface, they were inexplicably nervous in their hearts, and they all began to resist without moving.

Under the agitation of Zhao Xuanjun's eleven flying swords, the waterspout didn't even hold on to the half-pillar incense, and with a crackling sound of "boom", it completely dissipated in the sky above the Jingxin Lake, turning into a pouring rain and falling, leaving only the bare "Innate Wind and Cloud Talisman" still suspended in mid-air.

Just as Zhao Xuanjun was thinking about shattering it into powder in one go, before his flying swords could stab it, a blood mark suddenly appeared on the talisman.

Almost at the same moment when the blood stains appeared, Egg Zhenghao, who was originally looking at the sky calmly on the Qiyue platform, suddenly spit out a mouthful of turbid blood with red eyes and a hideous face, and then sneered:

"Hehe, your swordsmanship is indeed superb, but you still haven't been able to see through my bloody wind and thunder talisman after all!"

At the same time as the words fell, the black clouds above Jingxin Hu suddenly condensed again, and a red thunderbolt as thick as a bucket slashed down from the black clouds with countless tiny lightning bolts, directly slashing at Zhao Xuanjun's flying swords.

"Hidden Mine in the Clouds?!"

Wen Huazi lost his voice, and Zhang Wuji and the others behind him were also stunned, and said in his heart, when it comes to insidious and vicious, these people are really not as good as these talismans who are calculating step by step.

"It's unpredictable. ”

Xie Xuanchen muttered to himself.

"Using the innate wind and cloud charm as a disguise, and then not hesitating to use the disciple's natal essence and blood as a guide, using water to turn wind, gathering clouds with wind, and hiding thunder with clouds, this Sang Wuyun is really a ruthless means!"

And the Sword Buddha looked at the thunder and sighed.

This sudden change, even if it is as strong as Zhao Xuanjun, it can't be resolved, so he can only use eleven flying swords to resist this thunder head-on.

After a loud bang, the entire area of the Meditation Lake exuded a burnt smell.

It was only when the water vapor dissipated that everyone finally saw the situation on the platform.

However, to their surprise, it was still Sang Wuyun's third disciple Egg Zhenghao who fell to the ground.

Although Zhao Xuanjun's face was pale, his breathing was still steady, and he didn't look injured at all, and eleven flying swords flew slowly around him, as if he was still on guard against something.

"Resist a thunderbolt and still be unscathed, this Zhao Xuanjun's strength is only afraid that he has already entered the holy realm, right?"

Zhang Wuji frowned and said, to be honest, before coming to Yanzhou, he had always been very conceited about his strength, but first a Qiushui remnant who almost succeeded in assassinating with his divine soul, and now there is another Zhao Xuanjun who can control ten flying swords at the same time, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart:

"Are these ten states going to change again?"

"Brother Wuji probably doesn't know much about Fu Zheng, so Zhao Xuanjun is not unharmed. ”

Wen Huazi shook his head.

"The thunder of this bloody wind and thunder talisman, even if it can't kill the opponent with one blow, as long as the opponent is contaminated with the power of this thunder, the meridians and acupuncture points around the body will be paralyzed by it, and the strength of the body will be sealed at least three or four percent, and it will not be able to heal in a short time. ”

He went on to explain.

"According to what you said, Egg Zhenghao's talisman is not seeking victory at all, it is completely to deal with Zhao Xuanjun?"

Zhang Wuji suddenly woke up.

"That's right, Brother Wuyun has long been in control of this Danshu Society, and the only thing he is worried about is that Sang Xiaoman and them ran away after the Danshu Meeting. ”

Wenhuazi said.

"In order to seek the victory or defeat of the overall situation, dare to give up the small game, admire, admire. ”

Xie Xuanchen on the side was speechless, he still looked down on Sang Wuyun before he came, after all, he had been pressed by Sang Buyun for so many years, and now this Danshu will read it, this Sang Wuyun is really not a simple and easy person.

On the side of the Sword Buddha, the faces of several people were a little ugly, but Zhang Lian'er and Xu Youyou were still eating and drinking.

"This Zhao Xuanjun is still too upright, and he shouldn't have taken that blow just now. ”

Huang Long sighed.

"If you don't pick him up, it's not Zhao Xuanjun's, and who would have thought that this Sang Wuyun would gamble with his disciple's life. ”

The Sword Buddha shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Besides, on the side of the platform, Sang Xiaoman and Sang Wuyun have already walked over.

The eldest disciple and the second disciple of Sang Wuyun helped up Egg Zhenghao, while Sang Xiaoman looked at Zhao Xuanjun with a worried expression.

"I was careless. ”

Zhao Xuanjun smiled bitterly at Sang Xiaoman.

"No, the monster didn't think it through. ”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head.

"Cousin, don't play in the next game. ”

She then looked at Zhao Xuanjun and said.

"It's just that a few meridian acupoints have been sealed, so I'll be careful in the next game. ”

Zhao Xuanjun insisted on continuing.

"They have identified the weakness of cousin, you can only rely on swordsmanship to forcibly dismantle the talisman, and they will definitely continue to use this method against you in the next game, even if they can't win you, they can continue to consume your true yuan and lose your strength, so that even if we win this Danshuhui, they will turn their faces and deny it, and we have no other way." ”

Sang Xiaoman frowned.

"We must leave a way back for ourselves, the Danshu Society can lose, but the clansmen of the same line have to live!"

Seeing that Zhao Xuanjun was still hesitating, she added very firmly.

"Okay......"

After pondering for a while, Zhao Xuanjun finally sighed and agreed.

"The last sentence is that Zhao Gongzi won, and he can continue to fight in the next game. ”

The nameless old man in the ancestral hall also came over at this time.

"No, let's make substitutions. ”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head, and then glanced at Zhai Rong on the side.

"I'll do this game. ”

Zhai Rong immediately nodded and stood up.

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. Three Heads M.