Chapter 115: Flying Sword
"What kind of supernatural power is this!" the brocade-robed young man Bloody Bone Ancestor let out a shocked voice, his heart roaring.
At the same time as Fang Yan pronounced those four words, his face changed greatly, and his foundation building cultivation that had finally broken through the condensation of the illusion realm actually broke the embankment in an instant, and the blood-colored giant sword that turned into qi and blood seemed to be unable to withstand it at all, and exploded.
The young man's left arm was red, his arm stretched forward, the surrounding clouds rolled upside down, the blood mist churned, and the stream burst out, and it rolled upside down, forming an indescribably large finger in the sky!
The finger was too big, and the illusory shadow actually caused the world to tremble, and the finger body was wrapped with a circle of blood-colored lines, towering the heavens and the earth, like shaking the mountains, and the violent aura was frantically revealed, and the sky turned dark at this moment.
"This is, what kind of method!" Zhao He's eyes were shocked, the Six Battle Sect had a long history, but he had never seen such an ancient method, just a finger, he felt extremely frightened at the peak of his condensation.
Liu Feiteng's face was pale, and he looked at Fang Yan who was sitting cross-legged blankly, biting his lip tightly, and he didn't realize that the blood was oozing out.
"The barbarian finger is a prisoner elephant, the brute elephant can be imprisoned with one finger, and the sky can be shaken with one finger!" In the young man's mind, a bloody and loud voice echoed, and the eight blood knots dried up at the same time at this moment, and on the back of his hand, one of the three traces of inheritance suddenly bloomed with blood.
Fang Yan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of eyes were like blood-colored amber. His face was flushed, like a magic brake, and his arm was shaky, and he couldn't put it down, as if the power of his fingers exceeded the constraints of the rules, and this heaven and earth did not allow it to exist.
"Alas......" sighed softly, and in the green mountain, a white-haired old man appeared by the light gate, silently.
"I got in touch with you, I wanted to be greedy for the aura of rebellion, but I never thought of provoking the existence that I couldn't provoke. The Qingshan Mountain God, who had turned back into an old man, looked a little embarrassed, holding a bone staff, "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided." That's it, help you once, pay off the cause and effect in the Monument of the Undead Realm. ”
The bone staff in the old man's hand tapped the ground, and a palm-sized stone tablet suddenly appeared, and a black halo flowed, turning into a streamer into the light gate.
Hua Weijian suddenly had a small black stone tablet on his waist and hung it on his dress, and the space shook slightly.
The boy pointed.
Above the blue sky, huge fingers fell. There seemed to be a dragon elephant in the air screaming, like a captive wail. At this moment, all the fierce beasts on the Qing Mountain, regardless of the realm, trembled and prostrate one after another, respecting Tianwei.
Under the green mountain, the Flower Bone Sect that closed the mountain gate shook slightly, and the demons in the Hundred Demon Forest roared, and inside, the ghost bat wolf leaned down, and a pair of turquoise pupils revealed respect and fear.
The Blood Bone Ancestor's face was pale, his cultivation was imprisoned as one finger, and he was suppressed in the foundation building realm at this moment, he had no power to fight back, facing the sky with a finger, his face was hideous, and he roared unwillingly:
"Bloody! Did you expect all of this!"
The brocade-robed young man laughed miserably, "It turns out that I calculated everything, but I still couldn't escape the circle you drawn. ”
Roaring loud, the sky and the earth change!
Sultan Yun's hands quickly pinched the change, the Danding circled behind him, protecting the people around him, Zhou Feng pressed his sword on the ground, and the sword qi stone wall was erected high, blocking the aftermath of a finger.
The young man's face was like gold paper, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he fell backwards, and was held in his arms by Hua Weijian, and was protected by death. Zhao He thrust his knife into the ground and blocked the flying stones in front of them.
The land cracked inch by inch, the waterfall shattered, the mud and rocks flown upside down, and the mountains and rivers turned upside down, like ruins.
The great stream was crushed with one finger!
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In the corner of the green mountain, in the majestic pavilion, a game of chess is about to come to an end.
The sunspots are like a bamboo, attacking the city, and the whites are retreating one after another, showing their decline.
"The Golden Sword Sect suffered a dumb loss this time, those two boys are the seeds of the peerless sword fetus, and they also let Hua Feiyang give it to the Six Battle Gates, and he also cut off a mountain with one finger, I am afraid that the Phantom Sword Villa behind them will tremble with anger. The burly old man chuckled and glanced at the chessboard, "The situation is a foregone conclusion, that kid's cultivation is too weak, and the Bloodbone Ancestor has long been through the Xuan, even if it is suppressed in Zhuji, relying on the girl who was born and the nominal disciple of the old man Song can't stop it." ”
The young doctor smiled slightly, and left a son, "That's not necessarily." ”
There was a loud noise faintly in the sky, and the old man was slightly stunned and looked down at the chessboard.
The hand of the young doctor actually made Baizi like a spring bud and briefly rejuvenated.
"A good trick to rejuvenate can temporarily trap the old man for a while. The old man in Mai was silent for a moment, and sighed slightly, "The blood is inherited, and the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, he has used the power of rebellion five times, and with this finger, his Dao foundation is completely shattered, and the aura of rebellion that you used to seal him before has been swaying, covering up his Dao species, and the plan to take root in the day after tomorrow is gone." ”
Li Xingzhen was noncommittal, and said lightly: "The road was chosen by himself, and I am only a guide," he chuckled again, "This kid had a hard life back then, maybe it's not bad to take this road." ”
Zhong Buyu nodded and smiled slightly, "Should I say that this kid is worthy of being a person who goes against fate, there are very few strong people in the world, and even fewer have reached the peak of the fourth realm, and he has actually affected five of them." ”
He muttered to himself, "Old man Song, you, me, the green light monk, Wang Yechu, that old bastard, which one is placed outside, is not an existence that snorts and trembles on the ground, but gathers in a small continent." ”
"Old man Song is because of the little cause and effect left back then, Wang Yechu is for that girl, Qinglan is for the westward journey to preach Zen, and you are for that kid. The old man nodded at the young doctor, and then pointed at himself, "As for me, I just stopped by to see my little apprentice, and I didn't think of making an idle move." ”
He didn't know what to think, and chuckled: "It would be fun if Li Xinlian's bastard boy also came forward, he is such a person who loves to join in the fun, speaking of which, he still owes me a cup of Beichen." ”
"Aren't you afraid that he will hear it?" Li Xingzhen seemed to smile.
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A place in the far west, a slightly bustling town, where people come and go, bustling with activity.
A man and a woman walked down the street arm in arm, wearing hats and carrying long swords.
"San Lang, where are we going after playing here?" asked the woman in white softly with her head on the man's shoulder.
The man in white thought for a while, and said softly: "Go to the Fengjia Ancient City again, we will travel south, the world is big, there are countless beautiful mountains and rivers, how do you have to see it, when the time comes, I will buy it for you." ”
"San Lang, where did you get the money, aren't you all here with me?" the woman pursed her lips and stared at her man's face.
The man in white was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and patted the golden wine bottle on his waist, "If not, just exchange it." ”
The two looked at each other and smiled, dressed in white and with white sleeves, and were in love with each other, a good pair of fairy couples.
The man in white paused, his brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment, he let go again, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"What's the matter, Saburo?" the woman asked when she saw the man stop.
The man smiled and hugged the woman's slender waist, "It's nothing, another old guy has said me without permission." He looked to the south, slowly drew the wooden sword behind him, and handed it into the air.
The flying sword pierced the sky.
"San Lang, that's what people worked so hard to carve for you. The woman said in a calm tone.
The man in white was stunned for a moment, holding the woman in one hand and scratching his head with the other, "I forgot it on a whim, or would you carve it for me again?" he asked tentatively.
The woman's hand on the man's waist twisted fiercely, with a resentful expression, "It's been carved more than ten times, every time someone provokes you, you can't wait to make a move, throw it again, and don't drink for a month!"
"Don't, Iris, I was wrong, I will definitely not next time!" The man in white was in pain, and when he saw his lady looking unbelievable, he hurriedly raised his right hand.
"I, Li Xinlian, swear to the sky!"
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In the corner of the green hills, on the grassy plain, the sword qi traversed the sky, and the sword intent swept across the grass and fields, and it did not disperse for a long time.
The burly old man stared blankly at a wooden sword that appeared out of thin air in front of him, it came from west to south, broke through the air, and a sword fell and destroyed the chessboard, and the majestic pavilion was like paper paste in front of it.
"You Li family don't have a good thing! Li Xinlian, you bastard, you don't know if you have one less time to make a scene? Now it's time to repeat the next game!" the old man beat his chest and scolded.
Li Xingzhen laughed, suddenly frowned, and said to the old man: "She is here, it just so happens that she can't play this chess, you promise not to stop me." ”
Zhong Buyu regained his composure, stared at Li Xingzhen, waved his hand, Li Xingzhen smiled, stepped into the air, and his body suddenly disappeared.
"See you soon!"
The old man in Mai sat in the ruins, frowning.
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