The dangerous artistic conception is still in its embryonic form, and it can shake Wang Bufan, the minds of the two great elders, and now they have reached the realm of Yicheng, and their power has reached a higher level.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Zhao Nanxing who took over just now, I'm afraid Shi Xiaole's Qingfeng Sword would have been stained with blood.

"What kind of martial arts are you?"

Zhao Nanxing asked in a solemn tone. Also puzzled, there were more than 200 outstanding disciples of Luyan Mountain present.

"Mood. ”

Shi Xiaole said lightly.

"Artistic conception?

Many people frowned, not knowing what this meant. But there were also a few people with expressions of disbelief, looking at Shi Xiaole's gaze, full of shock.

The thirteen factions of Lu Yan, although they are all in the wild martial arts forces, there are also some disciples who have seen and heard more widely, and they have heard the realm of 'artistic conception' from the rivers and lakes, and from the mouths of the seniors.

But isn't that something that only geniuses can comprehend?

It is rumored that only those who truly comprehend the moves and study them thoroughly can have a glimmer of hope to enter that realm.

For these disciples, the artistic conception is like a function for elementary school students, and they can't even understand it, but now it appears on Shi Xiaole, how can it not be shocking?!

Xiao Yuanbo and Mao Wenjing, as well as the rest of the Sword Painting Sect disciples, let out a long breath.

Their emotions calmed down a little, because Shi Xiaole's move to defeat the Great Elder at the beginning was the same as today, but it was not as powerful.

"Boy, it turns out that you are the most hidden person in the Sword Painting School, and Zhao doesn't believe that he can't defeat you. ”

Zhao Nanxing has always been conceited, and he couldn't accept a nobody jumping in front of him, so he continued to rush up in anger.

Shi Xiaole's eyes were calm, and he did not flinch.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shi Xiaole's conventional strength is not as good as Zhao Nanxing, but whenever he encounters danger, he will be able to use the dangerous artistic conception to get back.

After going back and forth, Zhao Nanxing couldn't do anything about him at all.

"If you have the ability, don't use any artistic conception, fight in a dignified manner!"

Zhao Nanxing was so angry that he scolded, only to hear the sound of scandium, his iron sword was cut out of a gap by the Qingfeng sword, and a trace of extremely faint gaps spread along the sword body.

After all, the Qingfeng Sword is a low-grade strange soldier, and under a long battle, there is only a ghost if you don't have the upper hand.

Seeing that he couldn't win for a while, Zhao Nanxing finally decided to take a step back for the time being. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a quenched dart suddenly flew out from the disciples, killing Shi Xiaole with lightning speed!

The crowd erupted in exclamation.

As a target, Shi Xiaole was even more hairy on end.

Under the crisis, the body forcibly moved sideways, and the dart grazed the Qingfeng sword, but the strong force on the dart made Shi Xiaole stumble back.

A vicious light flashed in Zhao Nanxing's eyes, and the iron sword slashed towards the dart, but the power on the sword passed through the ground and all of it was applied to Shi Xiaole.

Worst!

Shi Xiaole's footsteps slipped and fell into the bottomless abyss.

"Little junior brother!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yuanbo was furious, and Mao Wenjing also looked cold. The two of them seemed to have made an appointment, and at the same time raised their swords and killed Zhao Nanxing.

The remaining disciples of the Sword Painting Sect were also unwilling, and soon killed with the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.

Some people retreated, some people stepped forward to stop them, and in the end, without exception, they were dragged into the battle circle and became a full-fledged fight. In the end, there were disciples who continued to fall into the pit, until only a dozen or so remained.

This includes the Qi light of the dust door.

Qi Guang said in a deep voice: "Everyone, slow down! This matter has become a big problem, we must immediately rush back to the sect and tell the head of the sect the truth." ”

Some of the remaining people had gloomy faces, but did not object.

After the blood subsided, it was obvious that everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, in case the people who fell down died, this was definitely an unprecedented blow to the Lu Yan Thirteen Faction.

As for what Sansheng grass, see its big-headed ghost!

Without further ado, more than a dozen people rushed back to the sect in a hurry.

......

In the process of falling, Shi Xiaole used the Qingfeng Sword to slash the wall to offset the huge falling force while exercising, and about a few tens of seconds later, with a bang, he fell into the water.

The water is a stagnant puddle, but strangely scented.

Swimming ashore, allowing his eyes to adapt to the darkness, and the five senses of a martial artist are stronger than ordinary people, Shi Xiaole can barely see the surrounding environment clearly.

It was a long, wide passageway, and the stagnant water next to it was aimed at the deep pit, which saved him from death.

"It's windy. ”

Sensing the flow of air, Shi Xiaole thought about it and walked cautiously towards the east side of the passage.

Soon after he left, people continued to fall from above, splashing the stagnant water in a puddle of water.

The length of the passage is beyond Shi Xiaole's imagination, but the air is becoming more and more fresh, and taking a breath, it makes people feel like their pores are open and their whole body is comfortable.

"This is, Spirit Grass Qi?"

I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run.

Shi Xiaole had already learned from some classic materials that there were some strange spirit grasses in this heaven and earth, and the breath alone could make people feel a hundred times more refreshed and refreshed, just like the feeling at this moment.

He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that there was a legendary spirit grass in front of the passage?

The pace quickened, and after about a quarter of an hour, the vision suddenly widened. A glimmer of light appeared in front of him, and two men were fighting.

Isn't it who Chu Lin and Yuan Qiuwei are?

A ray of glow came from a small turquoise grass on the left side of the two.

The size and size of this grass are no different from ordinary grasses, but in the veins, there is a clear blue light, swaying and swaying, which makes people feel shocked.

"Blue Grass. ”

Rao Yishi Xiaole's heart couldn't calm down.

Biguang grass, one of the spiritual grasses in the world, grows once every ten years, and its greatest effect is to help warriors purify their internal strength and remove turnips.

You must know that the internal power of a martial artist does not come out of thin air, but is obtained by using exercises and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The problem is that no exercise can guarantee that the aura will be 100% transformed into internal force.

Under the circulation of the human body, the excess aura will become impurities and remain in the body, and if it accumulates for a long time, it will not only damage the skill, but also affect the foundation of the martial artist.

To avoid this, warriors often need to spend more time meditating to clear blockages and expel dirt.

Unfortunately, this approach is time-consuming, energy-consuming, and sometimes unsatisfactory.

But with Biguang Grass, it is different, as a spirit grass, the aura contained in Biguang Grass is enough to dissolve the impurities in the internal force of the warrior in a very short time, thereby greatly improving the purity of the internal force and making the warrior go to the next level.

Seeing Chu Lin's gloomy face and his appearance of not leaving his hands everywhere, Shi Xiaole knew that the other party had already had the idea of occupying Biguang Grass.

"Senior Brother Chu, I have given you the Biguang Grass, why are you still aggressive?"

Yuan Qiuwei was scratched in many places on his body, panting for breath, and obviously fell into the disadvantage. This made Shi Xiaole take another look at Chu Lin, and the other party was in the outside world, and it was clear that he did not use all his strength.

"To digest the blue light grass, you need a no-man's environment, with Senior Brother Yuan on the side, Chu is not at ease. ”

Chu Lin sneered, which made Yuan Qiuwei indignant. The meaning of the other party's words is clearly to imply that he will take the opportunity to sneak attack him.

Snort.

One accident, Yuan Qiuwei was hit by two more swords in the shoulder, and the blood kept flowing, which made him a little dizzy. Although he was very unwilling, Yuan Qiuwei knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die.

"Senior Brother Yuan, don't blame me, blame me for having other opportunities here, but I really don't want to share it with you. So you can only die. ”

Chu Lin smiled cruelly and smugly, his eyes were fierce, and the long sword swung out like a dazzling light, briefly illuminating a radius of three feet. It was his stunt, the sword interception streamer.

Yuan Qiuwei blocked it, but his arm spasmed, and he could only watch the long sword slash towards his throat.

Sonor!

At the critical moment, a pale cyan sword bolt came across from the oblique side, blocking the fatal blow for Yuan Qiuwei.

"Little junior brother!"

With the light of the sword, Yuan Qiuwei saw the face of the person who came clearly, and couldn't help but scream.

"Senior brother, let's join forces to deal with this person. ”

Shi Xiaole looked at Chu Lin with a cold face and said.

"A disciple of the Sword Painting Sect?"

Chu Lin's voice was very depressed, with a thick murderous intent.

Shi Xiaole's appearance made him suspect that more people might have entered this place, so if he wanted to get a chance, he had to fight quickly!

"I didn't want to use this trick, but now it seems that I have to do it. ”

Chu Lin suddenly wiped the blade of the sword with his hand, allowing the blood in his palm to flow on the sword, which made him inexplicably have a bit of a terrifying temperament of evil and recklessness.

The next moment, with a flick of his wrist, the blood-oozing long sword was like a blood-colored viper, and at the same time fiercely attacked Shi Xiaole and Yuan Qiuwei.

Just a sword, blood spilled in the sky. He broke Yuan Qiuwei's windless willow sword, and cut six blood marks on his body.

"Chu Lin, you dare to cultivate the Demon Dao Sword Technique?"

Yuan Qiuwei's face was pale, shocked and angry, and he was still jealous.

Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and for the children of the righteous path, cultivating the martial arts of the Demon Dao will definitely be criticized by words. Chu Lin showed it without any scruples, and he was clearly determined to put their senior brothers to death!

The blood-soaked long sword stabbed at him, and the majestic and tricky force shook Shi Xiaole two steps back, and the blood in his chest churned non-stop.

Chu Lin's main target of this sword was Yuan Qiuwei, but Rao was like this, and he still suppressed Shi Xiaole, which shows the high level of this person's martial arts.

"Senior brother, let's withdraw first. ”

Nothing can be done, Shi Xiaole unleashed a Huashan sword technique containing a dangerous artistic conception, slightly blocking Chu Lin, and then fought and retreated in a planned manner.

Yuan Qiuwei also knew that it was a matter of life and death, and when he saw that Shi Xiaole's swordsmanship actually worked, he hurriedly tried his best to help.

"Damn, what kind of move is this?"

Chu Lin's face was extremely ugly, and he who had used the Demon Dao Martial Arts was bound to kill Shi Xiaole and the others before he could rest assured. But seeing that the two of them are fleeing farther and farther, and he can't give up the blue light grass, otherwise his previous efforts will be in vain.

"When I refine the Blue Light Grass, I will definitely break your corpses into pieces. ”

In the end, Chu Lin stopped and said secretly through gritted teeth.