Zhenshan River.

The strongest combat skill of the Pure Yang Palace was realized by the Pure Yang Patriarch when he crossed the tribulation. During the shocking war, the sword god Lu Fengxian once resisted the nine-day thunder punishment with a style of Zhenshan River and did not die. This skill is based on the sword, gathering qi as a shield, drawing the ground as a prison, and the aura can be called invincible in the same realm. Due to the extremely high requirements for the comprehension of the Great Dao and swordsmanship, only pure yang wizards have always been able to reluctantly practice...

"Zhenshan River!"

"Squeak squeak..."

The three-foot Qingfeng fell to the ground with a bang.

It's like nine days of thunder falling from the clouds.

In an instant, the silver light was shining, everything was white, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

A terrifying thunderbolt was carried by the Qingfeng Sword, and it was transmitted from Mo Xian's body to the ground, and then countless currents rapidly spread out from the ground, rushing towards all the soil, damp fog, grass, mosquitoes, and even the air within a radius of dozens of zhang!

The lightning flickered and crackled, and an air shield completely wrapped in lightning formed in an instant. The slightest lightning bolt continued to burst out with violent power, and a steady stream of thunder and lightning energy was introduced into the earth from Qingfeng, and black smoke rose from the slightly dry dead wood, and all the corpse mosquitoes within a radius of dozens of zhang were charred and fell to the ground one after another. The corpse mosquitoes on the periphery were still swarming tirelessly towards the inside, but without exception, before they touched the lightning barrier, they were all electrocuted into slag and fell on the perimeter of the barrier like rain...

It was only at this time that Xia Xun and Mo Xian had a little time to breathe.

But at this time, it is too luxurious to take a breath and rest. Ignoring the pus all over his body and the burning pain that made people collapse, Xia Xun immediately gritted his teeth and asked Moxian, "How long can you last?"

"Half a moment. ”

Mo Xian didn't think about it, and replied directly.

The aura rose like a silver flame, holding the hilt of the Qingfeng sword that was inserted into the ground in one hand, and two fingers against the hilt with the other. Looking at Mo Xian's sword eyebrows, it is probably really difficult to maintain a thunder and lightning barrier within a radius of tens of zhang, and it is estimated that half a moment is already his limit.

"Half a moment..."

The handle rubbed his swollen face like a pig's head painfully, and forcibly stimulated his spirit with a brief pain. Xia Xun still kept his composure and said, "Half a moment should be enough." ”

"What's the solution?"

And so on. ”

"Wait?"

"Yes. ”

"How's the breakout?"

"No, I can't. ”

Rubbing his face, Xia Xun sorted out his thoughts, and then said: "There are too many of them, we can't rush over, we can only wait." ”

"What do you want to wait for?"

Glaringly opening his eyes, looking at the corpse mosquito coke that fell like a torrential rain outside the thunder barrier, Xia Xun said bitterly: "Wait for a chance." ”

“......”

Xia Xun's strategy Mo Xian really didn't understand, or he couldn't see where the opportunity was as Xia Xun said.

At present, the endless mosquito tide is attacking like a sea, and each wave is stronger than the other, and there is no sign of weakening at all. Although the tactic of drawing the ground as a prison can ensure temporary peace, it is indeed the best countermeasure to wait for an opportunity to counterattack. But Mo Xian knew that when his physical strength was completely exhausted and he could no longer maintain the thunder and lightning barrier of Zhenshan River, it would mean that they didn't even have the strength to break through the original way. And how can there be a chance at all?

"Buzz!!"

"Squeak, squeak..."

The black-red tide crashed against the silver-white lightning barrier, and more and more corpse mosquitoes gathered from all directions. It was only a hundred and ten breaths before and after, and the dense sound of electric shocks mixed with the sound of manic mosquitoes and flies, and the rich smell of burnt flesh entangled with the rotten stench of unpleasant corpses, making this corner of the world so dark and crazy. Although the rout is not a foregone conclusion, Xia Xun's red and swollen eyes are still calm, but judging from the gradually weakening electricity on Mo Xian's body, the situation is already precarious, and it is inevitable that there will be more and less luck.

And at the same time...

Behind the two of them, more than 700 zhang beyond the endless mosquito tide, on the crown of a hidden old locust tree.

"These two boys have a brain problem, right?"

"If you don't retreat or advance, you will be on the defensive in the mountains and rivers in the same place, don't you look for death?"

"Ahem, do you want to fight a war of attrition?"

"Hmph! How many of those dead mosquitoes have you never seen? Even we were bitten by herpes to wear it, with the internal qi of Mo Xian's doll, who can kill us?"

"Ahem... So what do you think he thinks?"

"What else can you think? It must be that Eve who knows that we are following them in secret, and there is no fear, waiting for us to go up and wipe our butts!"

"Ouch, second brother, I won't go this time, that mosquito is poisonous!"

"Ahem... Are you embarrassed to let me go with Jiu'er?"

"It's... I don't care about this, anyway, I won't go!"

"Ahem..."

sneered, hated iron and steel, and complained.

Four old men with a dragon clock, hiding behind dense tree whiskers, condescendingly peeked at the movement of mosquitoes in the distance. Looking at their shirking and complaining looks is much more interesting than watching the vicious battle in the mosquito tide in the distance, at least there is no urgency of life and death.

"Actually, we don't necessarily have to wipe our butts. ”

"Ahem... You want them to get bitten so they can go home and hug their grandchildren, right?"

"Well, that's not what I said. ”

"And what do you want to say?"

"Hehe..."

The hunchbacked old man stood at the end of the few people, and he was the calmest of the four. Even if he was despised by the other three, he didn't see much embarrassment, he just disturbed his head, and went to the field with a smile.

"Hehe, if they want to go wrong, we must wipe our butts. It's just that I don't think they're going to be so stupid and go into the mosquito pile without a head or a brain. As he spoke, the hunchbacked old man stretched out his hand, crossed the three of them and pointed to the mosquito tide in the distance, and then said: "Look at the three times, that Eve's thief's eyes and thieves have been looking around, isn't he just looking for something? Or waiting for something to appear? It seems that he must have a way to break the game..."

"Humph!"

The old man in the second row was the most angry, he snorted coldly and cut off the words of the ninth old man, and shouted in a low voice: "There are only mosquitoes in the mosquito pile, what else can you expect him to find? Isn't it just to find a few brothers to wipe his buttocks? Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and appoint someone to prepare to insert his ass." ”

"Uh, no, no..."

The Nine Old Men shook their heads like rattles and said, "That Eve's divine sense is very unusual, and we are only a few hundred feet away from them when we have been closest to them all the way this morning, so we may have been discovered long ago." Besides, with his temperament, if he really wants us to wipe our butts, it will be done with a straight croak, how can there be such a toss? Don't forget, the last time he asked Cao Renxuan to go to the Pure Yang Temple to step on the field, it was just a matter of bleating. ”

"Jiu'er is right. ”

After the ninth old man finished speaking, a woman's voice came from the side.

The old woman held the broken gossip compass and stood firmly on the thumb-thick branch behind the main trunk of the locust tree. The wonder of the body is by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks. Like the other four old men, she also looked at the mosquito tide in the distance, but she was much calmer than the other four, and she said, "He is indeed waiting." ”

The senior sister opened her mouth to help, and the old man in the second row also suppressed a little anger and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

The old woman said, "Wait for an opportunity." ”

"What chance?" the second old man was puzzled.

The old woman explained: "The mosquitoes in this valley are extraordinary, and their names are mound mosquitoes. Mosquitoes that seem to be mosquitoes but are not mosquitoes, although they also like to live blood and get angry, but they need more corpse yin qi, so they are often born with tombs. But unlike mosquitoes, they do not have their own mating function, and their reproduction depends on the only female mosquito queen in the group. From this point of view, they are more of a type of bee. ”

"Bees?"

"Yes. ”

The second old man obviously didn't understand the meaning of the old woman's words: "What about the bees?"

"Eh, don't bee... That hood is going to break, let's get ready to wipe our butts!"

“......”

It is said that this one is leisurely and leisurely, and there is something big about it.

With a reminder from the old man, everyone once again turned their attention back to the mosquito tide in the distance.

Look at it...

Thunder and lightning flashed, and mosquitoes croaked.

Hundreds of breaths have passed, and the endless corpse mosquitoes are still beating the thunder and lightning barrier with hundreds of zhang waves. The scorched black mosquito corpses that rained down almost piled up a thick wall outside the barrier, and the corpse mosquitoes still couldn't break through, but the violent lightning was much weaker than at the beginning, and Mo Xian was still persistent. In the face of the rain-like crazy attack, the two people who are currently in the lightning barrier seem to have fallen into absolute weakness.

As soon as the sweat seeped out, it was evaporated by the scorching air, and the right hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and under the tough sword eyebrows, in addition to indifference, there was also a ruthlessness towards himself. Xia Xun knew that Mo Xian's physical strength was almost overdrawn. But he didn't say anything, still gritting his teeth and scanning the surroundings with calm eyes.

He's waiting...

It's like an old man's conjecture hidden in the shadows.

From the moment the three-foot Qingfeng fell from Zhenshan River, Xia Xun put all his energy into the divine sense that he was currently best at. All the while, he sat for only one thing, and that was to monitor the movements of all living creatures within the limits of his divine sense. He's looking for something crucial...

It's just that he's not sure yet.

However, one can wait for time, but time never waits for one.

Although Mo Xian didn't say it, his trembling palm had already told the truth. Supplies can't keep up with consumption, and even the largest reserves will be depleted. Mo Xian is like this, Zhenshan River is the strongest record of Chunyang, and the consumption of internal force can be imagined. It didn't take long for Mo Xian's physical strength to begin to overdraw. The aura of thunder and lightning slowly weakened, and the thunder and lightning barrier with a radius of dozens of zhang gradually shrank at a speed that could be seen by the eye. The mosquito tide outside of the thunder and lightning seems to have felt the change, and the offensive has become more frenzied. Victory or defeat was imminent, and at this time, Mo Xian had to look back at Xia Xun. But when he saw Xia Xun's preoccupied look, the words that had just reached his mouth were swallowed back.

The breath of thunder and lightning is inevitably weakening...

Precarious, life and death.

"What's going on?"

"Hey, what else can you do?"

"Wipe your ass and wow!"

"Huh..."

"Dah. ”

"Dada!"

The other end is silent trust, and this one is the opposite.

Seeing the disappearance of the Zhenshan River, the two people in the mosquito tide were almost in danger, and the four elders who were hidden seven hundred zhang away began to be anxious. Especially the second elder and the seventh elder, who said that they were reluctant to make a move, jumped from the crown of the tree to the ground first, and casually pulled out a handful of worn-out dust from the package behind them, and were about to rush over to catch people.

"Stop. ”

"Tsk..."

But the two old men didn't take a few steps, and the old woman, who was still standing in the canopy, stopped the two of them. The second old man was a little impatient, looked back at the old woman, and said eagerly: "Senior sister, you don't still think they have a chance to win, do you?"

"Variables often come at the last minute..."

As if realizing that she had said something wrong, the old woman paused and added, "As long as he can catch it, he has a chance of winning." ”

"If he can't catch it?"

The old woman said calmly: "He won't be unable to catch it." ”

The second old man was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because, he's good at forbearing. ”

Looking at the lightning barrier in the distance, which was almost completely engulfed by the mosquito tide, the old woman pondered carefully for a moment, and then gave a reason that was not even more reasonable: "Moreover, he knows how to make trade-offs, so he can grasp this variable." ”

"Oh my god..."

The second old man slapped his head, he really couldn't understand the logic of his senior sister.

At the moment of life and death, can you bear to have a fart? What is the trade-off? Seeing that you are about to be bitten by mosquitoes, what are the chances of winning? It's just that the second old man thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Ahem..."

Seeing that the second old man was speechless, the ninth old man standing next to the tree coughed twice, and asked the old woman with a sideways face: "Senior sister, it is reasonable for the second brother to worry, we can't leave a way back, right?"

The old woman said, "Wait a little longer." ”

The ninth old man asked, "When will it have to be?"

"It won't be long. ”

"Ahem, how long was that?"

In just a few sentences, the lightning barrier in the distance had shrunk to a range of several feet, and cracks began to appear gradually. The endless mosquito tide also launched an extremely crazy offensive, and the hundreds of zhang mosquito tide was condensed into one hundred and ten zhang, and the qualitative change caused by the number of overlapping directly led to a geometric multiplication of attack intensity. Everyone can see that it won't be long before the Zhenshan River that Mo Xian has cast will face a lack of strength and collapse.

Several people watching the battle were anxious, but the old woman was not in a hurry.

She replied, "It's almost there." ”

"How fast?"

"Just, hurry..."

A, only half.

Before the word "fast" in "just fast" could be fully pronounced, the old woman suddenly glared! As if she had seen something surprising, a flash of light suddenly appeared! The word "fast" on her mouth was also changed to...

"Now. ”

"Ah!!h

"Boom !!"

This is now, and this is now.

As soon as the word "now" was finished, a roar and thunder came from a distance almost simultaneously. A dazzling silver light exploded in an instant from the very center of the mosquito tide in the distance accompanied by thunder and lightning!

So, Mo Xian in the distance took Xia Xun and crashed into the mosquito tide.

A vicious battle between life and death ended like this. Ended in the last moment of lightning speed. And this moment is too fast and too fast, so fast that even the people in the authorities can't reflect it in the first place.

I don't know what's going on over there.

Time

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