At this time, Qing Liuyu's situation was better than the others, but the sword array was originally one, and he alone couldn't bring it up at all, and he saw that the golden lion in his sight had turned into a general outline and was about to disappear.

Under such stimulation, Qing Liuyu broke off and snorted,

"Where to go"?

The hands were staggered one after another, the fingers were twisted, the wrists were shaking, and all the remaining spiritual power in the sea of qi was injected into the inner aperture, and a burst of mental power erupted through the spiritual aperture again.

The speed was faster, returning to the sea of qi, and the spiritual veins around Chong's body were a little painful, and the sea of qi had a great feeling of swelling pain.

The mental strength is too strong, far beyond the scope of the sea of qi, and can only continue to overflow, Qing Liuyu gritted his teeth to support it.

Then look at the ink blade trembling violently, detached from the five-colored giant sword, and disappeared again.

The other spirit swords, but they couldn't stand its power to break free, and they scattered with a "bang", the light faded, and they fell to the ground, and the owners who were connected to them were also unprepared, like being struck by lightning.

"Wow" spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit suddenly languished, obviously because the force of the anti-shock was too strong, and he suffered internal injuries.

No one expected Qing Liuyu to be so decisive, so resolute that he completely ignored the life and death of his fellow disciples, and with a cold blow, he overturned the audience.

These eight people can't care about cursing, Senior Brother Liuyu did it, forget it, and if you break your teeth, you can only swallow it in your stomach.

Sitting or lying on the ground, his breath was weak.

The ink blade did not disappoint Qing Liuyu, disappeared for a moment, and when it reappeared, it had already flashed behind the golden lion, hovering and slashing at any time.

The environment at the scene is very unclear, and the body of the golden lion has disappeared from sight, thanks to the erect lion tail as a mark.

But he could only faintly see a semi-circular big butt and a big red tail standing in mid-air, like a swaying tree, swaying left and right, flickering and blurring, stimulating the annoyance in his heart.

As for Qing Liuyu, who made an abrupt move, it was not much better, he forcibly made a few shots and mobilized his mental strength, which had already made him physically and mentally exhausted, although his spiritual aperture had been opened, but his current realm was still too low.

His complexion gradually turned pale, and his body trembled, and he could only control it with all his might.

There is only one chance, and we can't wait any longer, even if we don't have full certainty, we must make a move now!

Gritting his teeth, he didn't care about the damage to the sea of qi, and decisively mobilized the remaining mental strength, condensed into essence, and made a gesture of slashing palms without reservation.

Reluctantly, the man could no longer stand, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell on his back.

As if sensing the bad situation of his master, the ink blade roared loudly, his own power was stimulated, and the dark sword body instantly expanded several times.

With a "bang", it turned into a black shadow, blackening every falling raindrop, and enveloping the red fire golden lion that was fleeing in front of him, and fixed it on the spot.

"Senior Brother Liuyu!"

"Be careful!"

Liuyun in the field found out about this situation for the first time, but unfortunately, with his strength, wanting to catch Qing Liuyu before he fell to the ground was tantamount to a fool's dream.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he was alarmed by the senior brothers who were closing their eyes and breathing, and they panicked, and hurriedly got up, preparing to catch Qing Liuyu, how can you remember what he did to hurt himself just now?

Maybe it's generosity, maybe it's not daring, maybe it's flattery, but under this hurry, the chaotic spiritual power in the body is less suppressed, and it becomes more impatient.

In the case of internal injuries, the injuries are even worse, no one can stand up, and they fall again, and they are difficult to protect themselves, who can take care of others.

The scene became more and more chaotic for a while, and the next moment, the arrogant Qing Liuyu would fall down in embarrassment like an ordinary disciple.

But seeing a green figure blowing like a swift wind, and then raising his eyes, Qing Liuyu had been supported by Qianying, and placed it on the ground steadily, saving his face.

The green bamboo spirit sword turned into a shield, guarding the left and right, blocking the wind and rain, and you don't have to guess to know that it is Lin Rou'er's little junior sister who did not participate in the battle like Liuyun.

As soon as he stood still, a rebuke that seemed to come from the sky came, from far and near, far as the edge of the sky, close to the ears.

"Drink... Don't make a killing, cut off the cause and effect!"

Cold, cold to the heart!

Thunder into the ears, thunder into the heart!

This ethereal and muffled voice was obviously more terrible than thunder, and it went straight to the soul, like thunder, and even the pouring rain drifted away a lot.

Coming with the rain, the hazy vision seems to be clearer, on this island of ice and fire with residual warmth, it is like falling into nine secluded places, and hell is cold.

Who is so powerful?

Everyone only had time to have such a thought, and the body was immediately uncontrollable, and a cold that was completely different from the cold of the body hit, and they didn't know anything.

The body is unharmed, but the sea of qi is like a dead silence, and even the mind and soul are frozen, maintaining the original posture, motionless.

There was a sudden blow here, and the black shadow that the distant ink blade turned into also dissipated in an instant in the struggle, showing its original form, with a "ding" sound, it fell to the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The golden lion, who was originally trapped, suddenly felt the pressure disappear, shook his body, looked around suspiciously, but no longer ran away.

As if nothing had happened, he turned around to face everyone, the golden retriever on his body no longer had its brilliance, it became plain, and his big eyes stared curiously in one direction.

What's going on? What happened?

Even if it is extinguished, the residual temperature is still there, and it will not be like this?

All this happened so suddenly, and so weirdly, with a shout, the disciples of Baichuan Sea were almost wiped out.

Only one of the farthest away Liuyun was still standing on the spot, and the shock and horror on his face could not be concealed.

Was it because he was far away from the field, or was he too weak to be taken seriously by others, so he escaped?

It's a bit too bad, forget it, I'm used to it.

Thinking about it like this, Liuyun came back to his senses faster, looking at the fellow disciples who fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, and he didn't rejoice at all.

Suddenly, my eyes gathered, and I was anxious, as if I had thought of something.

How is the little sister?

Raising her eyes and looking at the field, it could be seen that Lin Rou'er's situation was not very good at this time, although she opened the spirit sword body protection in time, but she rushed to Senior Brother Liuyu's side, she was already in the center of the whirlpool, unable to extricate herself, and it was too late to withdraw.

The storm struck suddenly, so she didn't have time to make more preparations, not to mention that there was a fallen Qing Liuyu beside her, so she couldn't ignore it, she could only resist with all her might.

With the help of the guards of the high-grade spirit sword Qingzhu, it can be withstanding.

You must know that the characteristic of green bamboo is defense, and with the sword to turn the domain, under the full urging, even the ink blade cannot be easily pierced.

But now the shield that Qingzhu turned into is thin and only transparent, and it may shatter at any time, so she can only spend more spiritual power to barely maintain it.

With the consumption of spiritual power in the sea of qi, the spiritual vein operated faster than usual, and a rare translucent spiritual vein faintly lit up on the side of the main vein, making the spiritual energy faster and endless.

Rao is like this, and he can't make ends meet, and the aura disappears in an instant like a whale sucking, after all, the aura of Ice and Fire Island is too mixed.

had to be supported with all his strength, the phoenix's eyes were closed, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he couldn't care about the form in the field at all.

Fortunately, people are fine!

Liuyun breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling of distress in her heart gradually rose, and she couldn't wait to replace her, and she was even more grateful to the spirit sword guard.

For the first time, the intuitive green bamboo is indeed worthy of the top-grade spirit sword, and with this powerful defense alone, it can also be proud of the world.

As a disciple of sword cultivation, with such a spirit sword in his hand, where in the world can he not go?

People cultivate swords, swords raise people, accompany day and night, nourish aura, integrate into one, contracts are connected, one loss is lost, one is prosperous.

Even if it is out of control at the time of danger, it will automatically open the spirituality of protecting the master and killing the enemy at the most critical moment, and while people nourish the spirit sword, the spirit sword can also improve people's cultivation, which is the way of sword cultivation.

Like the Qingzhu Ink Blade, the quality of a spirit sword is not only a supplement to the combat power of immortal cultivators, but also a guide for the path of immortal cultivation.

Aside from the effect of the spirit sword on sword cultivation, even for most monks, it is a coveted spirit treasure, and compared to its sharpness, it is also incomparable to many spirit treasures.

Rao is a sword cultivator like Baichuan Hai will not give it to ordinary disciples at will, and all of them are the best among them, and only geniuses can match the sword.

This is the difference in talent, and then the starting point of the achievement.

Compare the one behind Liuyun, forget it, don't take it out, it's not even a broken sword that the lower grade spirit sword can't compare.

Not to mention that there is no spiritual power, there are several gaps in the sword body, and no one picks up the things that are thrown on the ground.

The reason why I keep it now, from the initial dislike to the unbearable abandonment, it is more like a witness.

Witnessing Liuyun's privilege of holding a sword for a disciple in a period of gathering qi.

It was another encouragement that inspired him to persevere after a plummet.

Sometimes things are like this, sword cultivation is a great faction, and it has been inherited for thousands of years without decay, and it is also the upper class in the evil sect.

How do you know that today is so embarrassing, the three generations of disciples present are almost all wiped out, and only one of the weakest is left, Fan Liuyun, who will be given up by the master.

Alas, in any case, although these fellow disciples are a little estranged and even hostile, they cannot see death without help.

But if you want to say that you want to save them, forget it, it's not ruthless, and you will repay them with peach, and vice versa.

Die is dead, not for others, just for the little sister, fight!

He only probed in place for a while, and seeing that there were no more accidents, Liuyun couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly rushed in the direction of Lin Rou'er.

I don't expect to help anything, I can block it for the little junior sister and protect one or two, which can be regarded as repaying the life-saving grace just now.

As for the key question, who made the shot, this important question is directly left behind, no matter who he is, anyway, any person can't beat him, a manly man, just die.

Others may be able to reach the distance in a few steps, but Liuyun has spent a lot of work, and the slippery ground really made him fall several times, his nose and face are swollen, and his body is in tatters.

I'm not afraid of falling, I'm afraid that I'll never be able to get up, gritting my teeth, it's no big deal.

"Smack"

Another fall, this time stronger, and the splash and falling water almost drowned him.

There was a dull pain in his ankles, and he hurriedly struggled to get up, casually spitting out the muddy water that choked into his mouth.

"Hey, this sword is kind of interesting!"

was about to bury his head and continue to run forward, when he heard someone talking at first glance, as if it was in his ear, he coughed a few times in shock, stumbled under his feet, and finally stabilized.

Who's talking?

I couldn't help but look around, but unfortunately I couldn't see any figures.

No one?

I heard something in my ear, could it be that I was hallucinating?

This sense of reality that is clearly heard does not seem to be an illusion at all.