Chapter 300: Fierce Fight
"Huh!"
Jiang Shu, who was controlling the flying sword on the other side, couldn't help but sigh in surprise, he was puzzled and surprised that he had carefully refined the invincible flying sword for himself, and he didn't cause any damage to the opponent's spiritual weapon, and then put away some Jiang Shu, who was arrogant in sword cultivation and had a heart of contempt for Han Yue, his face became slightly solemn, and his hands began to be like butterflies wearing flowers, with all kinds of complicated trick seals, his mouth kept opening and closing, and he recited mantras silently.
In Jiang Shu's spellcasting, the silver-white light of the flying sword became more brilliant, and the sound of the sword roar became more and more chilling, and then like a weathered shadow, it kept flying up and down around the ice crane, and in a loud sound of hitting and slashing, countless cracks appeared on the body of the translucent and flawless ice crane, and those cracks kept expanding, and the ice crane could be shattered into slag in an instant.
Finally, a few breaths later, with the intensifying clicking and cracking sound, the crane composed of ice crystals finally began to shed a large number of ice crystals attached to its surface, but what was exposed inside was not the white flywheel body that Jiang Shu expected, but a snow crane composed of pure white snow all over its body.
After the snow crane let out a clear sound, it immediately spread its wings and flew out, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, and it seemed that the reborn snow crane had completely abandoned the already tattered ice crystal body on the outer layer.
As soon as the snow crane appeared, the silver-white light of the flying sword slashed and stabbed it again, but these previously extremely effective attacks on the ice crane were useless against the newborn snow crane, and the scars on the snow crane's body were slashed by the flying sword, and after the pure white snow on the snow crane squirmed and rolled slightly, it was filled up again, and it was completely new, and the original scars could not be seen at all.
"It's kind of interesting, but do you think I'm just a little bit of a Taoist?"
Jiang Shu let his flying sword stop continuing to attack what seemed to be useless, and after snorting coldly, he immediately began to pinch a strange trick seal.
Under the control of the master Jiang Shu, the flying sword converged the silver-white light released from the outside, revealing its true face, it is a more than four feet long, the sword body is like silver, and the sword is like the moon, giving people a flying sword like a needle on the back, and the sword is cold on the neck.
As soon as the flying sword revealed its body, it immediately turned out to be one into two, and then two into four, and four into eight after a tremor and hum...... In the blink of an eye, a hundred identical silver-white flying swords came out, each flying sword made a buzzing roar, gathered together, and kept shaking, and then under the guidance of Jiang Shu, who was solemn, the hundred silver-white flying swords instantly rushed towards the snow crane like a flood that broke the embankment.
Puff puff!
Under the non-stop invasion of the flying sword group like a storm, countless holes immediately appeared on the snow crane's body, and there was no time to even mobilize the white snow around him to fill the repair, and soon the snow crane was hit in all directions, and after letting out a terrible and sad roar, it immediately ended its transformation, degenerated into the original white flywheel, and flew upside down towards its master Han Yue.
The group of silver-white flying swords that broke through the snow crane also flew towards Han Yue along with the white flywheel, and at this time, Han Yue's fellow disciples also made a move when they saw that the situation was not good, and threw out a fourth-order spirit weapon white flying ring, and as soon as the flying ring was sacrificed, it also instantly differentiated more than 100 white flying rings that were exactly the same as the body, forming a flying ring group to meet the flying sword group.
In mid-air, there was a continuous sound of slashing like a blade, and the flying ring group was defeated by the flying sword group in the collision, and it was suddenly rushed by the flying sword group that poured out like a flood, but the flying ring group was defeated but not chaotic, and soon it reformed a formation, and it was pressed towards the flying sword group, and the stalking was not to let the flying sword group be able to threaten Han Yue.
And just when Jiang Shu and Han Yue were fighting fiercely with their peers, his two peers had also already controlled their respective flying swords, breaking through the encirclement and entanglement of the colorful bloom light that Han Yue cast with the treasure bottle, and each let his four flying swords and five flying swords turn into two groups of flying swords with more than fifty identical flying swords each, and rushed towards Han Yue and his fellow disciples like a tide.
In the face of the attack from both sides, Han Yue and his fellow disciples immediately turned pale, but the two who would never be restrained immediately began to resist, Han Yue desperately urged the treasure bottle in his hand to release a more powerful multicolored bloom light, forming a shield to protect himself and the same door, and that fellow door was after a quick pinch of the mantra, immediately slapped the ground with both hands wrapped in white cold air, and then on the way of the two flying sword groups, a thick white ice wall immediately broke through the ground, like a。
As soon as the two groups of flying swords hit the ice wall embankment, they were immediately contained, and most of the flying swords that hit them were knocked back several feet, and only a few of them could be pierced into the ice wall, causing minimal damage to the ice wall, and the ice wall built in an instant was beyond imagination.
Jiang Shu's two peers were naturally unwilling, and immediately after casting their own tricks, they all hit a few tricks on the flying sword group that reformed the formation, so that these flying swords flashed more brightly, and the sword was bright, and soon the two groups of flying swords that were revitalized were rushed towards the ice wall in the sound of swords and swords, although they still did not shake the ice wall, but they had already hit a very deep hole in it, as long as they continued to make persistent efforts to maintain continuous attacks, then the anthill burst embankment would also happen soon, so Jiang Shu's two peers kept controlling their respective sword light groups, and hit the ice wall in turn。
And Jiang Shu, who was attacking head-on, had already controlled his flying sword group to defeat the flying ring group at this time, and he was about to let the flying sword group rush towards Han Yue and his peers who were only protected by a layer of colorful bloom shields like a frenzy, but Han Yue was also finished casting the spell at this time, and as his fellow disciples did before, he slammed his palms on the ground, but the difference was that Han Yue's hands were wrapped in two black cold clouds, so the ice wall he created was not white, but black.
This black cold qi condensed by Han Yue with the Chilling Technique was transformed and the black ice wall cast by the change was several times more solid than the ordinary white ice wall cast by Han Yue's same sect, so even the flying sword group controlled by Jiang Shu was stronger than his two fellow sects, and it was also steadily resisted by the black ice wall.
The fighting method in the battle circle is in full swing, and Yin Ning and Yu Xun, who are secretly watching from the side outside the battle circle, are secretly shocked by the strength and means of these famous disciples, and at the same time, they are also hesitant。