Chapter Fifty-Seven: What About One Against Eight
As soon as Xu Beiyou said this, everyone looked at each other.
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Could it be that this Xu Gongzi is not satisfied with just winning a Qi Xianyun, but also challenges the many young handsome people present today one by one?
After a moment of silence, Min Chun spoke: "Xu Gongzi's realm is high, we are far inferior, if Xu Gongzi insists on inviting the battle, I am afraid that he will be suspected of bullying others." ”
Xu Beiyou smiled lightly: "What Brother Min said is reasonable, but since Xu Mou is at the top of the list of heavenly machines, there have been many discussions in the market, thinking that Xu Mou's fame is actually difficult to deserve, so Xu Mou wants to fight with Zhujun today, which is to block a mouth and correct Xu's own name." ”
Zhao Tinghu, who once "sent" Xu Beiyou a handful of purple electricity, opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know how Xu Gongzi wants to compete?"
Xu Beiyou waved his sleeves.
Six long swords of different colors were lined up in front of him, plus Tianlan and Xuan Ming standing on the ground, for a total of eight swords.
Xu Beiyou said loudly: "Xu has a total of eight swords, namely Tianlan, but evil, inexplicable, Xuanming, Zidian, Chilian, Baihong, and Huanglong, so how about the eight of you join forces and fight with Xu?"
Xu Beiyou's voice stirred on the entire Dragon King Stage, and as soon as these words came out, everyone finally broke out.
The faces of the young and handsome people were different, and many onlookers were shocked beyond measure, and those who watched the battle with special identities sighed in their hearts, this Xu Gongzi is about to soar into the sky, I am afraid it will not be able to stop.
What a young man.
Xu Beiyou looked around again and said slowly: "Qi Xianyun, Lingyun, Min Chun, Zhao Tinghu, Jin Chan, Yan Ruyu, Huo Xishen, Chen Moling, eight people against eight swords, everyone, please." ”
Huo Xi said with a deep smile: "Since Brother Xu invites the battle, then Huo Mou will not be the first to make a move." ”
Before the words fell, Huo Xishen's whole person had already flown up, his ten fingers flicked in succession, and the sword light was magnificent, it was the light-splitting sword he used when he killed people in Yuzhou, but now it is not what it used to be, after he took Qishan immortal medicine, he stepped into the realm of earth immortals, and the tangible sword qi turned into sword light, between the tangible and the invisible, like waves stacked layer by layer, sweeping and covering.
Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand and made a move, "But it's evil, face Huo Xishen." ”
But the evil sword moved in response.
The sword is like riding the wind and waves.
Split the layers of sword light into two from it, approaching Huo Xishen.
Huo Xishen's face changed slightly, and the sword momentum changed, and the sword light that was originally like the tide of the river suddenly converged, surrounding him, obscure, as if the clouds were bright and extinguished.
At the same time, Huo Xishen also said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please help me!"
Since there is already Huo Xishen at the beginning, it is not easy for others to stand, Zhao Tinghu chuckled, and after saying, "Brother Huo, I will help you", he also flew onto the Dragon King Stage.
Zhao Tinghu was born in pure martial arts, he took a deep breath, the joints around his body exploded, the periosteum was like a heavy drum, and the sound was like a war drum. The spine twisted and writhed, and the sound of clicking was incessant, like an evil dragon hiding behind Xiao Lie's back and rolling. The blood and qi around his body rushed straight to Xiao Han, and the floating clouds in the sky were actually washed away.
Zhao Tinghu punched out, from his chest and abdomen, shoulders, elbows, wrists, to his fists, a series of explosions sounded in turn, and the fist broke through the air, as if it was a thunderbolt.
In terms of combat power alone, martial arts cultivation crowns many monks, and it is never a lie.
The momentum of this punch is so strong and the fist intent is exquisite, it already has the atmosphere of a martial arts master.
Xu Beiyou raised his hand for the second time, "Purple electricity." ”
"Facing Zhao Tinghu. ”
Zi Deng flashed away with a sword, and came to Zhao Tinghu's face in an instant, but instead of confronting this punch head-on, he surrounded Wei to save Zhao, like a spiritual snake, winding and turning, and stabbed Zhao Tinghu's place where he must be saved.
Zhao Tinghu had to go back to save himself.
At this moment, Jin Chan and Yan Ruyu also entered together.
A golden cicada in a white monk's robe recited a long Buddha horn, his palm was erected on his chest, his whole person seemed to be "plated" with a layer of dazzling gold, the brilliance was shining, and the lotus was born step by step at the foot of the foot, and he woke up in stride towards Xu Beiyou, Yan Ruyu, who was dressed in red, used the same means as Qin Mumian, and gave birth to a pair of wings made of blood-colored thunder light behind him.
Xu Beiyu has two fingers.
"Xuan Ming. ”
"Fight against the golden cicada. ”
"Bai Hong. ”
"Fight against Yan Ruyu. ”
The two swords moved in response.
I saw a black and a white two rainbows staggered, among which the black rainbow went straight to the golden cicada, the golden cicada pushed forward with both hands, and pressed against Xuan Ming with a pair of golden fleshy palms, the cuffs were broken, and the figure continued to slide backwards.
Bai Hong blocked Yan Ruyu's grasp for Xu Beiyou, so that the extremely powerful Yuan Tu could not get close to him, Bai Hong was like her former master Zhang Xueyao, fierce and proud, unabashedly his sword energy, with the power of fierce and domineering, turned into a long rainbow, and rose into the sky.
The four of them shot, Xu Beiyou also had four swords, and he blocked the four young talents with the power of the four swords alone, while Xu Beiyou himself stood in place and stood with his hands in his hands.
Min Chun, who was thoughtful, suddenly got up, jumped onto the Dragon King Platform, pulled out the long knife at his waist, and simply handed it forward.
There is no matchless sword qi of angry bullfighting, no strange scene of black clouds crushing the city, only the killing intention accumulated in the continuous fighting.
In terms of realm cultivation and magical powers, Min Chun is not as good as Qi Xianyun, but in terms of the number of killings, Qi Xianyun, the proud woman of the Daomen, may not be as good as a fraction of Min Chun, who was born on the battlefield.
Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand and said indifferently: "Chi Lian, face Min Chun." ”
A red mang, wrapped in a monstrous murderous aura, went straight to Min Chun.
If it is about killing, among the swords, Chi Lian is the heaviest, and it has slaughtered three thousand people in a big way for the last time, just in terms of the number of killings, I am afraid that it is more than all the young handsomes present combined.
Half of Min Chun's knife was in the killing momentum, and in the face of Chi Lian's monstrous flames, the momentum suddenly disappeared, and it was difficult to make a difference.
Chen Moling had been watching for a long time, and at this time, he suddenly stepped out and pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist.
The knife was drawn silently, only a cold light swept by.
He originally wanted to find a just right time, it was best to step on the node of Xu Beiyou's "ventilation" to make a move, the old gas was exhausted, the new gas was not born, and then he could defeat the enemy with one sword.
It's a pity that after such a long time, he still couldn't wait for Xu Beiyou to run out of gas, but he himself was pulled by the qi machine and had to take action in advance.
Chen Moling embroidered the spring knife and slashed, from real to virtual, the blade loomed, it seemed to be nothing, this is the virtual knife technique of the Dark Guard Mansion, there is the miracle of Sumeru mustard seeds, it can hurt people invisibly, and it can also hurt the tangible invisibly.
Xu Beiyou raised his sleeves again, "Inexplicably, face Chen Moling." ”
The inexplicable sword that came out with the help of the Zhuxian Sword Qi was also scattered and invisible, turning into a cloud of purple and green qi, surging towards Chen Moling's "Void Knife".
For a moment, Chen Moling's knife momentum seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to advance, retreat, or retreat.
So far, the six young handsome people have shot one after another, but they have only forced Xu Beiyou to take out six of their swords, and no one has yet let Xu Beiyou take action in person.
At this time, there were only two people left in the field, namely Qi Xianyun standing on the clouds, and Ling Yun hiding in the crowd, these two people are the highest cultivation among the eight people, and the current eight young Junyan are considered to be connected, not to win against this Xu Gongzi, but not to lose so ugly.
Now it's up to the two.
Xu Beiyou chuckled and said: "Both of them are the masters of the real people, and Xu Beiyou of the Sword Sect is still willing to give advice." ”