Chapter 48: The Poet Sword Immortal
Rumble!
The loud noises became more and more frequent from far and near, and in the end, the entire palace complex was full of earthquakes and mountain shaking.
"Wow, wow... ”
The sound of the tide surging in the air sounded, Liu Xiaoxiao's forehead divine lines shone more and more, and blue lines also lit up on the huge stone door, and the two echoed each other.
When Lin Ze's attention was attracted by this, an extremely violent wind suddenly swept in, like a mountain, and it bombarded Lin Ze on the spot.
"Be careful!"
Although the divine pattern was shocking, Liu Xiaoxiao still had a keen perception of the fourth-order middle realm, although the sneak attack on Lin Ze was sudden and swift, but she couldn't avoid her perception, and with a light drink, her delicate body had already swept out.
The jade palm was slapped out, carrying the rolling true yuan, and it shook hard with a giant palm in the smoke and dust.
Boom!
The violent wind swept away, and Liu Xiaoxiao retreated, and was held by Lin Ze on her back and stabilized her figure. In the smoke and dust, a beast shadow gradually revealed.
This is a bronze beast of about ten zhang, which was on the outside of the main hall like a dead thing before, but at this time it came to life, and the blue light in its eyes flashed, and it was silent.
Lin Ze glanced at this bronze giant beast, and did not panic, the door of the temple was about to be opened, and there were three summoning opportunities of [Monkey King], he was not afraid of anything, but he was unwilling to use such a precious card easily.
Roar!
The bronze beast's green eyes locked on Liu Xiaoxiao, whose breath was unstable, and roared and slammed down with a punch, and the violent wind swept wildly.
Lin Ze rushed out from behind Liu Xiaoxiao, without the slightest intention of avoiding, his palm suddenly clenched, and a metal sonorous sound sounded on his body, and a punch burst out, like a thunderbolt shuttling, carrying incomparably violent power, and the bronze giant beast slammed together.
Boom!
The violent power swept away, Lin Ze was shocked back more than ten steps, and the bronze giant beast also trembled, and its huge body flew out upside down.
Lin Ze's body was also shocked, he rubbed his palms, his eyes relaxed slightly, this bronze giant beast doesn't know how to do magic, but its brute strength is amazing, and it is not inferior to those who practice special body forging techniques.
Swish!
An incomparable sword aura swept over, and the Ice Pool Sword in Liu Xiaoxiao's hand turned into white light and shot straight into the bronze giant beast's brain, and then pierced it, bringing up fine metal fragments.
"Be careful, according to the information received by the Divine Water Spirit, the number of such metal demon golems is far more than 。。。。。 ”
Before Liu Xiaoxiao's slightly hurried voice was finished, in the distance in front of the two of them, one black shadow after another slowly appeared, and farther away, there were more huge monster beasts with strange shapes.
"It's okay, how long do you have to open the door?"
Lin Ze's tone was quite calm.
Liu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, sensed it seriously, and then shook her head and said:
"I don't know, maybe half an hour later, maybe a few minutes later. However, as long as the main hall is open, we should be able to teleport directly to the moon through the main hall's teleportation array, instead of going up through the ladder. ”
"It's okay, I'm here. ”
As soon as Lin Ze's words fell, several elite and incomparable wind-breaking sounds suddenly resounded, and several rays of light and shadow swept towards Lin Ze and Liu Xiaoxiao at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
The white jade forging body skill was urged to the extreme by Lin Ze, just like multiple Lin Ze punching together, the fist shadows were all over the sky, flying violently, and the claw prints that attacked were knocked back one by one.
Then, without waiting for the demon puppet to approach, Lin Ze rushed head-on.
When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and when the temple gate doesn't know how long it will take to open, the battle is over!
With a small King Kong physique of Buddhism, Lin Ze was completely a humanoid killing weapon, and these demon puppets and the demon beasts in the rear were not of high rank, and under Lin Ze's fierce attack, they fell one after another.
This time, Liu Xiaoxiao, who was greatly affected by the eyebrows and heart lines, became Lin Ze's assistant.
The Ice Pool Sword tried its best to protect Lin Ze's surroundings, blocking one vital attack after another.
Lin Ze was like a sharp knife plunging straight into the group of demon beasts, galloping vertically and horizontally, and the blockers were invincible.
"Bang!"
A tiger-shaped demon beast stood in front of him, and forcibly took Lin Ze's sword palm, and the remaining strength was not lost, which shocked Lin Ze's blood surged.
It's getting stronger!
Lin Ze's heart sank, it seemed that the level of the demon beasts that appeared behind him would get higher and higher.
The surrounding demon beasts rushed up, Lin Ze gritted his teeth, and pointed like a gun, the gun came out like a dragon, and the wind was blowing, forcing back the other demon beasts, not retreating but advancing, and forcibly pounced.
The tiger-shaped monster opened its mouth and roared, revealing a mouthful of fangs.
Lin Ze didn't dodge or dodge, swinging his fist like a hammer, rushing straight up.
The true yuan flowed all over his body, Lin Ze's body was agile, and the attacks that came again and again swept past his side, leaving only some blood marks.
At the same time, his fist smashed into the opponent's head, and the sound of bones breaking sounded, and the tiger-shaped demon beast fell backwards with a wail.
This is a tragic strategy of fighting blood with blood, and no one will hesitate to be injured.
The tiger-shaped demon beast looked frightened, and slowly fell down under Lin Ze's unstoppable sword.
Kicking the corpse away, Lin Ze propped forward with his left hand, and received a blow from the demon beast on the left, and the Ice Pool Sword came in time with a cold current, freezing it.
At the same time, Lin Ze grabbed the steel thorn that shot venomously from nowhere with his right hand, endured the fiery pain in his palm, retreated in the air, and kicked away several demon beasts that rushed over.
Putting down more than a dozen demon beasts again, in order to protect Liu Xiaoxiao behind him, Lin Ze is a fierce fight every time, killing a monster, you have to add a wound to your body, fortunately, one move is fatal, and you will never be entangled by the other party.
The cold sound of the sword sounded, Liu Xiaoxiao slashed with all his strength, the cold sword qi shrouded, and dozens of demon beasts in front of him were cut into flesh and blood, and in an instant, they were frozen into ice slag.
And forcibly casting the sword move made her state worse, her face was pale, and the blue divine pattern on her forehead fluctuated more rapidly.
There are more and more demon beasts, spreading like a tide, and there is no boundary.
Seeing Liu Xiaoxiao's pale face, Lin Ze was no longer stingy, his mind moved, and the light of the card of [Qinglian Sword Song] in his mind flickered.
The next moment.
Countless green lotuses suddenly grew out of thin air, beside the hideous face of each demon beast, the side of the hair, the top of the tall head, and within a hundred meters, there were green lotuses everywhere.
Lin Ze in front of Liu Xiaoxiao has completely changed as a person, and the young man's hands are slightly raised, like wisps of breeze happily lingering on his sleeves, like a student who has gone on a long trip.
Bright eyes looked at Liu Xiaoxiao, and Lin Ze's voice was warm and mellow: "Miss Liu, borrow a sword." ”
As if with spirituality, the Ice Pool Sword broke away from Liu Xiaoxiao's hand and flew into Lin Ze's hand.
Starting with the long sword, Lin Ze's momentum also changed suddenly, and the wisps of wind turned into sword qi one after another, one into two, two into three, and finally a hundred and thousands of sword qi were generated, like a dragon, wandering and churning around the boy.
At this moment, the young poet becomes an immortal.