Chapter 127: Frost and Fire Meteor Rune
Song Ziyuan smiled slightly: "Watching you learn the Dao method every day, I also feel a little itchy, so from today onwards, anyone who comes to exchange formation talismans for the first time must first compete with me, let me see if he has the strength of the Nine Turns Fire House." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
A disciple beside him listened, stroked his palm and smiled: "Senior Brother Song's method is very good, with Senior Brother Song's check, you can avoid some people who can't cultivate but have gone to the Nine Turns Fire Mansion and waste the sect's contributions in vain." ”
Song Ziyuan saw that this person was so knowledgeable, and looked at him: "This junior brother is right, what is your name?"
The man saluted Song Ziyuan: "Back to Senior Brother Song, I am in Xia Su Buer." ”
"Su Fuji?"
Song Ziyuan nodded to Su Buji with a look of approval.
With Su Buer's words, Song Ziyuan's proposal was quickly accepted by everyone, and Su Buji said: "Senior Brother Song, does anyone need your guidance today?"
Song Ziyuan smiled and pointed at Li Sanbai and the other two: "There are just three of them." ”
Pointed out by him, one of the young men in Tsing Yi came out of the crowd and saluted Song Ziyuan with a cold expression: "Don't smile in Xia Ning, please give Senior Brother Song advice." ”
"Rather not laugh?"
Song Ziyuan nodded, took the sword out of its sheath, and smiled at Ning Bu: "Senior Brother Ning, you can make a move." ”
"Yes. ”
Ning Bu laughed, took a step forward, and with a "choking" sound in his hand, a sword suddenly appeared.
In an instant, I saw a touch of blue light cold, drawing a cold line into the bones, and a seeping cold intention permeated everywhere, so that the originally casual people only felt a chill on their bodies, and their hearts flashed with that touch of sword light, and there was a coolness for no reason.
"Zheng~"
"Oh~"
The cold sword roared, like a dragon's groan, a sword that was so cold that it didn't have the slightest emotion, and in the blink of an eye, it had stabbed Song Ziyuan's throat!
"Huh?"
At first sight of this sword, Song Ziyuan, who was originally calm and relaxed, felt a pang in his heart, and with a "choking" sound of the flying sword in his hand, he flew out in an instant, facing the sudden sword light.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng~"
The flying sword turned sharply, the sword light continued, Song Ziyuan controlled the flying sword to hit dozens of blows one after another, and finally took Ning Buer's sudden sword, forcing the cold cyan sword light back.
Li Sanbai turned his eyes to look, and saw that Ning Bu'er looked indifferent, his body leaned forward slightly, and he held a three-foot blade in his hand, facing Song Ziyuan's golden pill, his expression did not fluctuate at all.
Song Ziyuan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to take the flying sword that had just been released, and looked at Ning Buer: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Ning to have such attainments in swords, let's come again!"
As he spoke, he waved the flying sword in his hand and took the lead in striking out!
This sword seems to rise from the flat ground, the sword has not yet come out, the sword has been agitated by the wind, along the sword up, when the sword comes out, the wind has been like thunder, by the sword light, whistling.
"Oh~"
The sword light, the sound of the wind, and the flying sword, the three were mixed together, converging into an indomitable sword, slashing towards Ning Buji.
"Ding~"
Rather than the cyan flying sword in the second-hand hand, the cold is still the same, but under Song Ziyuan's fierce sword, the coldness on his sword is like the cold ice in winter, and it is difficult to ripple at all.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng~"
"Oh~"
"Whew~"
......
In the blink of an eye, Song Ziyuan and Ning Buji didn't know how many sword lights they had fought with each other, and Song Ziyuan smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Ning is practicing the Aoki Technique? ”
Ning Buer nodded: "Thank you Senior Brother Song for your advice, I joined the Xuanwu Sect for the sake of the Wood Divine Skill." ”
Song Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, he was actually joking. It turned out that the Tree Divine Skill was originally a demon clan exercise, and there was only half of it in the Xuanwu Sect, and the other half was in the wilderness where the demon clan was.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng~"
The two fought for a while, and with a wave of the flying sword in Song Ziyuan's hand, a violent wind agitated, scattering Ning Buer's sword light at once, and pressing him down with the sword.
"Zheng~"
The wind on his sword dissipated, but the flying sword reached forward and crossed in front of Ning Buer.
Ning Buer faced the flying sword and body, but he didn't panic at all, and still had an indifferent look on his face.
Seeing this, Song Ziyuan secretly admired in his heart, took back the flying sword, and said to Ning Buji: "Senior Brother Ning has a solid foundation, and his attainments in the sword are also extraordinary, and he can compete for the formation talisman of the Frost Fire Meteor Array. ”
"Thank you, Senior Brother Song, for your advice. ”
Ning Buer heard Song Ziyuan say this, and there was not much joy on his face, so he bowed to Song Ziyuan and retreated.
After that, another person stepped forward to compete with Song Ziyuan, although it was not as amazing as Ning, but it was also very extraordinary, and after fighting with Song Ziyuan, he also obtained the qualification to compete for the frost and fire meteor array talisman.
Song Ziyuan turned to look at Li Sanbai: "Senior Brother Li, did you come here today, did you also think about the Nine Turns Fire Mansion, so you want to change the formation talisman of the Frost Fire Meteor Array?"
"Yes. ”
Li Sanbai nodded, knowing that all of Song Ziyuan's previous actions were aimed at him at this time, but the other party did nothing to leak, and he had nothing to say, so he went out and bowed: "Senior Brother Song, please advise." ”
Song Ziyuan waved the flying sword in his hand: "You make a move first." ”
"Good. ”
Li Sanbai said, and the white-clothed sword in his hand was swung out with a bang.
Song Ziyuan faced the sword light swung by Li Sanbai, and raised the flying sword in his hand for a long time, and slowly handed it out: "Senior Brother Li, the flying sword in my hand is called Lingfeng Sword, from today onwards, you have to remember the name of this sword." ”
"Because this sword will give you an unforgettable lesson!"
His last sentence was condensed into a bundle with Taoism, and the sound was transmitted into the secret, and it was only sent to Li Sanbai's ears, and the rest of the people did not hear it.
Only Qin Xuewei stood opposite Song Ziyuan, and when she saw the expression on his face and the shape of his lips opening and closing, she sighed lightly.
"Oh~"
The white-clothed sword in Li Sanbai's hand swung out, and a piece of water on the sword shook, using the water soft swordsmanship.
His comprehension of the Shui Rou swordsmanship is close to the Tao, and at this time, he has practiced the Taiyin Shengshui Sutra, and he is confident that his white-clothed sword will not be worse than Ning Buji's sword.
However, as soon as the white-clothed sword came into contact with Song Ziyuan's spiritual wind sword, he sensed that something was wrong, and there was a mysterious aura coming from the opponent's sword, with a trace of majesty in the lightness, and instantly crushed the true qi on his sword, and the white-clothed sword was lightly struck and knocked aside.
"Heaven and earth aura! Song Ziyuan has used supernatural powers!"
Li Sanbai woke up instantly, and opened his mouth to question. It is necessary to know that once the supernatural power is used, Jin Dan and Zhuji are worlds apart, where do the two still need to fight?
However, he only opened his mouth, and before the words came out, Song Ziyuan had already "whewed", and slapped a palm on his face, the palm wind was like a knife, and the words that Li Sanbai had reached his mouth were slapped back.
"You ......"
Li Sanbai jumped back, avoiding Song Ziyuan's almost slap in the face, shocked and angry.
Song Ziyuan smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Li, be careful." ”
Secretly, the voice was transmitted into the secret: "Li Sanbai, what's the matter? You have repeatedly touched my scales, and now I will let you taste my awesomeness." ”
When he said this, there was a faint anger in his eyes, Li Sanbai thought that he was referring to Xiao Wuxiangcao, but what Song Ziyuan thought in his heart was the portrait of Qiu Xingzhu that he saw on Fulong Peak that day.